This is a purely fictional story about sexual relations between
a father and son. If this is not to youre liking then read no
further. If you have any objections to the matter of this story
stated here don't read further. If you do read further and is
damaged in any way it is not the author's fault.
This in no way reflects the likes or dislikes of the
author. The author is purly trying to tell a  fictional account
of events. This story was wrote for thoughts that will get pleasure
from reading it.  Because this story is sexual in nature YOU MUST BE
18 YEARS OR 21 YEARS OR OLDER TO READ, DEPENDING ON THE STATE OR
COUNTRY YOU LIVE IN. IF YOU AREN'T 18 YEARS OR OLDER THEN
CLOSE THIS NOW.

!!!!WARNING!!!! YOU MUST BE 18 YEARS OR OLDER TO READ ON !!!!WARNING!!!!


CHAPTER 1 - CHATCHING ONE MASTURBATING

	My dad is a cute man. He isn't too tall, or to small,
he's just the pefect height. He looks about 50 but is still
in his physical prime. His only sign of aging is his trim
short grey hair, which shines a profesional look about him.
His arms are thick and muscular and his legs shapeout the
same. In the middle lays a firm tight buttocks,  His Penis
is huge with a large uncircumcized head. Before that one
fatefull afternoon If I were to get a hard-on looking at my
dad's manhood, I would have to crawl up in a corner and die.
He isn't homophobic, but he has been married to my mom for
almost 20 years and I don't even know how he would react if
he knew I was gay.
	Ever since I knew myself, that I am gay, I have been
afraid he would find out, I always felt ashamed that I though
my dad was cute. I not only think he's cute though, I wished
and I still wish I could look like him. I am a curly blond
haired boy, small, for a twelve year old. I always hated my
blond hair. I think grey is much more sophisticated like, and
It makes the person much more hansome. My body is fairly thin
and weak and I entered puberty really early so I already have
pubes. Sometimes I try to work out so I can be as muscular as
my dad. He has always been my rolemodel, bolth physicaly and
mentaly. He never got mad at me, infact I can only remember
one time when he caught me with a magazine.
	One day I was playing on my parents bed. It was large
and had a blue coumforter on it. I slipped while trying to
reach a book on a shelf and I fell on top of a book case. It
toppeled over spilling all it's contense on the bed. I was
about  to pick it up when I noticed somthing taped to it's
back. There sitting in plane sight was a naked man. I sprung
a erection that second and and filpped the cover to the fornt.
I figured it was my mom'ss playgirl. I cleaned up the mess and
returned to my room with the magazine. I must of Jacked off 10
times in 4 hours. I knew my mom returned around 5:00 PM so I
knew I had to return it by then. My father came home at 3:00
but he wouldn't even know it's there. so I could have some more
time with it. My dad came home around 3:15 and went straight to
his room I knew he redressed in there but what else I didn't
know. A minuet later my dad exited his room wearing his business
shirt, socks, and boxers. He sood in the doorway to my room
looking at me. I just sat there reading a book, (with the magazine
tucked inside,) with a blank look on my face. Inside I knew I was
dead. He just said give it to me, and by his face I knew what he
meant. I stood up and handed it to him. Afraid he would fins out
my dirty little secret that I'm gay, I made up a lie and said, "I
 was just going to sell it, honest." He said nothin gand went back
into his room. I was sitting down in shock at being caught when the
thought sprung into my head, "How did my dad know about that?" I
snuck up to the door of his room and listened intently. Inside I
heard slight muffeled gunts and moans. I slowly opened the door to
see my dad laying on the bed. Dick in one hand, playgirl in the
other. I  closed the door, and as I walked back to my room, I
thought, "Woah, my dad is gay."


CHAPTER 2 - OUR FIRST TIME

	Three years passed since that day and my dad and I didn't
said a word about it. I caught him masturbating a few more times,
with differen't editions of the magazine, and I stole a glance at
each issue, but Nothing was ever said to each other. One day after
school dad had come home early and was working in his study. I
decided to get really brash and walked in. "Hi, What is it?" he
asked me. I sat down and looked him on the face and said, "There's
somthing I need to talk to you about. Now I know I'm only 15 and
It's still early, but I know I'm right and would only be liying to
you by saying other wise. Dad I'm Gay. I have been attracted to boys
ever since I was 12." I chose not to say anything about the magazine
at that moment. He just looked at me and said, "I know. I am going
out of my way here but I am too. Me and your mother chose not to
separate for your sake. We have always felt that we didn't wan't to
settle down with another so we decide to live together and just date
others. I've known you are gay ever since you took the magazine, and
I'm pretty sure you have known I am to." I was speechless. A complete
and utter opening up by the father to the son isn't easy to take in
one ear-full. I finally managed to say the other thing I wanted to
mumbling, "I also have been attracted to you ever since I knew I was
gay." He smiled big. He got up moved around his desk and knelt beside
my chair. He planted and little kiss on my cheek. smileing I stood
up and gave him a hug. We embraced for a seccond and I could feel
his pants bulge. He shuffeled around trying to shove it down, but
only succeding in  shoving it into my groin and making me horny. I
just looked up at his face and gave him a hard kiss on his lips.
When we unlocked our mouths, I slowly knelt down and unzipped his
fly. With some adjustion his cock sprang to attention. I couldn't
resist and I shoved all 8 inches worth into my drooling mouth. His
pelvis jerked in excitement and he stabbed me in the back of the
throat. I removed my mouth off his slab of meat and stood up he was
ready. We undressed quickly and he pushed me up on top of his desk.
He reached into the desk and pulled out some lotion and  after
lifting my legs into the air he continued to slather my awaiting
hole with the creamy liquid. He coved his cock with the lotion
and began to work his way in, being courteous to my throbing ass.
After making it all the way in he slowly slid it out and backin 
again. I griped his shoulders hard as I screamed in pain and pleasure.
He moaned icresingly and his pace increased. He was in a fury slamming
in and out in and out, in and out, and my hole was numb when he
spurted jism all inside my ass. He slumped over for a second breathing
heavily but came to when I move a little. He then knelt down and
started to play with me. He fondeled my nuts and licked up and down
my shaft. When I couldn't bear any more torture, He stuck all of
my teenhood in his mouth. He was jacking off wile sucking me off.
I barley managed to moan to him, "69," between gasps and moans.
He spun me around on the desk and burried his rock hard cock in my
open mouth. We sucked in a simultaneous rhythm and I was the first
to come. Soon after my dad came and I sucked up every last drop. He
slid off me and sat in the chair looking at me. We bolth got up
got dressed and left. On my way out I looked back and smiled at him,
and he smiled back. We both knew this was far from the end.


WRITERS NOTE - Even though this event is fictional, The discription
of the dad is my ideal man.