Date: Sun, 24 Feb 2013 09:08:41 -0800 (PST) From: Cory Stone Subject: WATCHING TV WITH MY SON WATCHING TV WITH MY SON This is a true story about an experience between me and my son. I would appreciate any response you may have about this story or similar experiences you would like to share. Introduction: At the time of this story, I was 35, 6?1? and in-good shape from working out daily. My son (?Ryan? for the sake of this story) was 17, and also in great shape from his playing high school soccer. I have been married to my wife and my son?s mother for 22 years now, and have an incredible relationship with her and 2 other great kids. I had never considered myself anything other than straight, so the experience my child was something totally out of left field. A little over 3 years ago, Ryan and I were up late watching a movie while everyone else was sleeping. This was a fairly regular thing for the two of us, we were always up later then the rest of our family. Our living room is situated so that there are two couches sitting apart and facing each other. Both of us laid there in boxer shorts and a t-shirt. About an hour into the movie, I got up to take a leak and looked over at my son as I got up. Ryan?s boxer shorts had ridden up his leg and about an inch and a half of his dick was hanging out the bottom. I had played sports in high school and taken plenty of showers in gym settings and seen tons of penis, but none had ever had any effect on me. For whatever reason, that night I could not take my eyes off of it. I walked as if going to the bathroom, but stood out of Ryan?s view so that I could look just a little more. I couldn?t help but wonder how big his dick was and what he looked like naked, completely foreign thoughts to me. Eventually reason came over me, and I went to the bathroom where I realized that had become erect. I was scared and ashamed that I was having these thoughts and curious about my naked son, and tried to think of anything else to clear my head. Sooner or later I went back into the room, and Ryan had shifted positions and his dick was out of sight. I was relieved and tried to focus on the movie and clear my head before heading off to sleep. Over the next week, we would have our routine nightly TV time together, but there was no slippage. Every now and then my thoughts would turn to my son?s dick, but as the week wore on I begin to think less of it and pretty much live my life as I had before that night. Then a few months after, it happened again. I looked over and the tip of his cock was visible. I looked up at Ryan?s face and he was sleeping, so I was free to look. It wasn?t long before my dick was throbbing and tenting my boxers. My son?s dick was turning me on like I hadn?t experienced in years. Then, driven by lust and desire, I walked over to him, I had to see it closer and more of it. He was sleeping, what harm could it be, I thought. I looked at his tip and then lightly pulled up the leg of the boxers until I could see Ryan?s 4? flaccid dick. It was perfect with a set of nice balls and nicely trimmed pubes. At that moment, I wanted nothing but his penis. I lightly touched it, I just wanted to see it flop around. But it wasn?t long before I heard Ryan say ?What the fuck are you doing??. My whole life flashed before my eyes and I thought everything was over. The only thing I could think to say was that he was hanging out and I was trying to cover him in case his mother walked out. ?Then what the fuck is this? he said pointing at my hard cock, ?we need to talk.? I followed him up to his room, nearly emotionless as a million thoughts are flashing through my head and realizing there was no way to explain my way out of this. But Ryan surprised the hell out of me. He told me when he saw me touching him was scared as shit, but that over the last couple of years he thought he may be bisexual. He would think about guys at school that he saw in the gym. He started pushing me for questions, and I was as honest as possible. I told him I never thought about guys until I saw him on the couch when something came over me. We both sat there with nothing to say after our revelations for about five minutes. Then Ryan seemed to have a bit of ?fuck it? moment and stood up pulling down his boxers. His dick was now in plain sight looking me right in the face. He could see that I was terrified, but his young hormones seemed to take over. He reached down and grabbed my hand and placed it on his chest. He guided my hand slowly until it reached the base of his dick. I closed my eyes and tried to regroup, but I was over the edge and went for it. I ran my hand down his dick and watched it grow in my hand. He looked so much like me, it was such a strange feeling. He sat back down and fumbled to pull out my dick, and stroked it a few times before nervously leaning in to kiss me. Just a peck at first to get comfortable, but before long we were exploring each other?s mouths with our tongues. I broke the kiss and flipped around on the bed, I wanted nothing more in that moment that taste my son?s dick. I didn?t really know what to do, and starting by licking all over and around his head. That seemed to work. I then felt his mouth find my cock. We both taught each other along the way, telling each other what we both liked and disliked. Before the night was over we perfected our sucking skills. It wasn?t long before Ryan warned me he was going to cum. I made the decision to take his load in my mouth, and within seconds his warm seed filled my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could. The excitement sent me over the edge, and without warning, I shot into his mouth. It was the biggest load I had shot in years and the volume surprised Ryan. I could hear him struggle to take it all. I watched as he came off my dick and he showed me some of my load. He leaned in and kissed me, as we swapped my cum back and forth. When it was over, I think we both had feelings of guilt. We didn?t say much, just laid there looking at each other. But when he smiled at me, everything felt better and I was at ease. He leaned in and gave me a quick kiss good night before tapping my ass and telling me ?next time?. We had a few awkward moments around the house afterwards and it was uncomfortable to be holding such a dark secret. There was a lot of guilt and nervousness about others finding out. However, the feeling was something so unique to me and drove me crazy. About a month later Ryan and I had time alone and he initiated round 2 and we took turns popping the other?s cherry. We have continued to have a secret relationship, even as he has gone onto college now. I may write about the other experiences, and would love to hear from anybody that had similar experiences.