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    A Father's Confession

    The first time I became consciously aware of my sexual attraction towards my son was when I caught a glimpse of his hairy armpits.

    He was 19 and back home for the summer after his first year in college. I had just returned home from running an errand for my wife and discovered everyone was out by the pool, so I decided to change into my swim shorts and head out to join them.

    My wife and two other children were already in the pool, splashing around and causing a gleeful commotion. But Caleb was out lounging in the sun by the side of the pool. As I approached my family, I greeted everyone and Caleb responded with, "Hey Dad."

    He was lying on his back, in his small shorts, shirtless, with his arms raised and hands behind his head as he enjoyed the sun. And there was something about seeing him like that, exposing that manly black pit hair, that gave me pause. I couldn't stop staring at him.

    I had seen my son shirtless countless times before, but never gave it a second thought. But somewhere between his going off to college and returning for summer, he became a man. My gaze lingered for a few seconds, traveling the length of his body. I noticed how muscular he had gotten as a result of all of his time at the gym. His bulging biceps, well-defined chest, and hard stomach were a feast for they eyes. And for the first time, I noticed his body hair. He had a light dusting of gorgeously patterned chest hair on his pecs, and at the bottom of his stomach was a bit of dark fur leading down into his shorts.

    I sat next to him and started some small talk, trying not to be distracted by his manly beauty. After a few minutes he got up to finally have some fun in the pool. I watched as he got up and walked away from me, his shorts sticking to the inside of his crack and giving me an idea as to the shape of that perfect round ass. I shook my head, confused as to why my groin was tingling at the sight of my nearly naked son.

    As my family played volleyball in the pool, I sat there with a magazine, but couldn't focus on a single word. I would watch Caleb, and every time he raised his arms to hit the ball I would see that beautiful pit hair and then feel the stirring in my crotch. I watched him the entire time, my eyes glued to that chest and those pits.

    When the pool fun was coming to an end, Caleb swam to the side of the pool and slowly ascended the steps. It was all I could do not to gasp at the sight of his wet, hard body as he left the water and adjusted himself. I tried to watch him dry off without being too obvious about it, and it was definitely a treat. I was still sitting in my chair, and as he toweled off, his crotch was eye level to me.

    His bulge was prominent. And for the first time, I found myself wondering what those shorts were hiding. What kind of meat was my son packing?

    I thought that the view would never get any better and I should enjoy those few seconds while they lasted. But then, the view did get better. The wet shorts must have been riding up on him or something because he gave the bottom of each leg a tug. The shorts pulled down a little and revealed a tuft of pubic hair. Caleb either didn't notice or didn't care. He finished drying off while my eyes gazed at the hair trying to peek out from underneath his shorts. It was almost taunting me, as if it were saying, "Wouldn't you just love to know what we're covering up down here?"

    Caleb put on his flip flops and shuffled back to the house.

    My cock was rock solid.

    I wrestled with these new feelings. What was going on? Should I just shove them aside?
    I knew I probably should.

    But I didn't want to.

    It seemed wrong, but all of a sudden I knew that somehow, I needed to get a glimpse of my son's cock.

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    I couldn't get the images of my son's body out of my mind. That night I jerked off furiously to my mental pictures of his sexy chest hair, his armpits, his muscular arms, and his pubic hair. They weren't even X-rated images, but they turned me on so much that I shot thick ropes of cum onto my own hairy chest with a force that I hadn't seen since I was in my early twenties.

    And so began my quest to catch a glimpse, however brief, of his body whenever the opportunity presented itself.

    There were a few more poolside instances, and the one time when I saw him leaving the bathroom after a shower in just a towel. But the more I saw him half-naked, the more I yearned to see him fully naked.

    One day he came home from the gym, wearing his loose gym shorts and a tank top, sweaty from an intense workout. I found him in the kitchen gulping a glass of water.

    The first thing I noticed was the smell. The smell of a man who had been working hard at improving his body with heavy weights.

    "Whoa," I said. "Smell's like you've been working hard."

    "Really?" He lifted his arms and smelled his sweaty pits. I think I smell great." He laughed at his own sarcasm. The family dog approached and Caleb squatted down to pet him and I caught a whiff of man funk. The unmistakable scent of a sweaty asshole.

    "Don't they have showers there, Caleb?"

    "Yeah, I just didn't have time today. Don't worry. You won't have to smell my pits anymore, I'm going to take a shower."

    As he walked away, I noticed the darkened line of sweat running down his ass crack. The smell of my son's body odor should have disgusted me, but all it did was make me think of his ass. Did my son have a hairy asshole? Or was it smooth and pristine? Either way, I had a sudden, fleeting image of myself running my tongue up and down his crack, tasting his sweaty hole.

    I thought of him taking a shower at the gym.

    And suddenly I knew how I could finally get to see him naked.

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    It took a little convincing on my part, but I finally got him to agree to take me to the gym with him for a workout. I said I was thinking of joining but I wanted to get a sense of whether or not I liked the gym. We worked out together, and I was happy for the chance to stare at his body for the whole hour. With each set of reps he became sweatier. I made sure we both worked extra hard so there would be no question about needing a shower.

    When we were done, he wiped his forehead and pits with his towel and made like he was going to leave.

    "Uh, no," I said. "I don't want you stinking up my freshly clean car. We need to take a shower." Caleb rolled his eyes but headed to the showers with me.

    It was like a locker room, with four open showers. At first I was afraid that he would not be into the idea of getting naked with his dad and showering. He seemed reluctant, so I forged ahead and quickly took off all my clothes and stepped into the shower. I could tell that his eyes lingered on my own cock for longer than necessary, probably just for the sake of comparison, but he did a good job of looking away. He looked almost self-conscious, so I turned away to wash as I heard him stripping and starting the shower water.

    We made small talk for a few minutes, with me facing away from him. I needed to make it seem nonchalant. So I kept up the conversation and turned around.

    Caleb was soaping his chest and I thought I would die at the beauty of it. My eyes traveled down his body and settled on the promised land. The thing I had been aching to see for weeks.

    His cock was beautiful. A good size, even in its flaccid state. It hung there, nestled in a luscious forest of dark pubic hair, and dangling over a loose, heavy-looking nutsac. It was clear that he shaved his balls, and I immediately imagined them in my mouth.

    I continued to talk to him about unimportant nonsense, but my eyes would always settle back on his cock and balls, which were swaying with his movements.

    I had to turn away because of my own growing cock.

    Maybe I hadn't thought this through. If my son saw me with an erection while it was just the two of us in the gym shower....

    I finished my shower quickly and grabbed my towel, never turning back around for him to see my boner. He was a little more methodical about finishing, and apparently he was more comfortable with the nudity as he didn't seem to be in a hurry to put his clothes back on. We talked as he dried and as he walked over to his clothes, his dick dangling and myself leaking precum.

    Once the shower was over, we headed home, and nothing changed in the way we interacted. To him it was no big deal. Two guys showering at the gym. He probably had done it a hundred times.

    For me, it was hours worth of masturbation material.

    And that's what I did when we got home. He went off to play on his computer, and I went right upstairs to relieve my raging boner.

    So much for the shower, I thought, after spraying my jizz all over my chest.

    That night I lay in bed next to my wife, reliving the shower and once again seeing my son's soapy, naked body. I had done what I wanted to do. I had discovered the wonderful penis between my son's legs. I should have been satisfied.

    But you know, if you give a mouse a cookie....

    Now all I could think was, what does my son's dick look like when it is hard?

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    You're piquing my curiosity. So far so good. Did you start to get a hard-on as you wrote this as I did reading it?

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    I'm calling the cops.

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    Interesting start, hope the son is curious about his dad as well, and this will lead to some mutual masturbation (maybe in the shower).

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    You would think that with a young horny male in the house, it wouldn't be hard to catch him jerking off. If my son were anything like me, I would have thought that he would be pumping his dick almost every day. And with that much masturbation going on, I thought for sure I would be able to "accidentally" catch him in the act. But it proved to be much more difficult than I thought.

    Ever since seeing his heavenly flaccid dick in the gym shower, I couldn't get his penis off my mind. It was becoming an obsession. I found myself glancing at his crotch every time I talked to him. I wanted so badly to see it erect. So my plan was to try and catch him masturbating. His bedroom did not have a lock, so all I had to do was "forget" to knock and walk in on him when I had a suspicion that he was beating off.

    Well, Caleb was just too sly about his jack-off habits. No matter how many times I went into his room with him in there, he was always fully clothed, with no hint of a hard-on.

    So when I finally did catch him, it was completely by accident.

    It was the night of his 20th birthday party. The party was over, the family and friends had left, and I was helping my wife clean up the messy kitchen. After a while she decided to head on up to bed, but I wanted to finish cleaning. I can't stand waking up to a mess. As I finished cleaning, I noticed one of Caleb's gifts still on the table. I picked it up to bring it to him in his bedroom.

    At the moment, I was not thinking about cock or jacking off or anything. I was thinking about how I wanted to get to bed. Without thinking, I opened the door to Caleb's room.

    What I saw is now burned into my memory. There was my beautiful son, completely naked, leaning back on his chair in front of his computer, one hand behind his head and displaying one of those armpits I'm so fond of, jerking his huge boner.

    "Dad! Shit!" he leaned forward and picked up his shirt that was on the floor and covered up his crotch.

    "Oh, shit! I'm sorry Caleb!" I was unprepared and genuinely surprised. I quickly set his gift on the floor and left the room.

    I stood in the hallway for a moment, shocked, embarrassed, and aroused.

    It was only a quick view, but what I saw was magnificent. Long, thick, and beautiful. I definitely would have preferred to get a much longer look to really take it in, but I would have to settle with what I got.

    That was the first night that I actually started having sexual fantasies about my son. Sure, I had jerked off to the image of his body and cock...and I had had some fleeting thoughts about licking his sweaty asshole and taking one of his smooth nuts into my mouth. But this was different. Now I was actively fantasizing about hardcore sex with my 20 year old son.

    I pumped by cock furiously as I closed my eyes and imagined having his huge, thick cock in my mouth. Taking his whole shaft down my throat until my face was buried in his thick pubes. I imagined the musky scent of his pubic hair, balls, and asshole after a gym workout. I longed to shove my tongue deep into his asshole. I thought about what it would feel like to lay on top of his hard body with his hot cock pressed against me. My mouth watered at the thought of licking his armpits, enjoying the manly scent and the feeling of the hair in my face. I wanted him to shower me with his cum. Oh, what a sight it would be to be lying on my back with my son hovering over me, blasting his load and drenching my body with his semen.

    How I wish I could have caught him at the point of no return so I could see his face when he shot his load. And then to see him cover himself in his own juice. I would lick the cum right off of his chest.

    I fucked my wife with such vigor that she moaned and screamed in ways I hadn't heard in years. But the whole time I was imagining plunging my hard cock into my son's tight butt. When my wife was on top of me, I pretended it was my son...bouncing on my dick with his own hard cock flopping up and down, slapping my stomach. When I ate my wife's pussy, I imagined having Caleb's engorged prick in my face. Kissing and licking his shaft and licking the precum off his tip. And being on my knees, holding his ass with both hands and shoving his cock farther down my throat...until he moans that he can't hold off any longer. He tries to pull away so as not to cum in my mouth, but I squeeze his ass tighter and push it forward towards my face, sucking on him as if I needed cock to live. He screams in pleasure and releases shot after shot of hot spunk into my mouth.

    After I fucked my wife, she laid there, soaking wet and impressed with the unusual amount of jizz I ejaculated. She smiled at me. And I thought about Caleb smiling at me after I just gave him the blowjob of his life.


    I laid there, thinking about Caleb on his computer. And it gave me an idea.

    After seeing his brief masturbatory moment, I wanted to see more.

    And I eventually did. A lot more.

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    Re: A Father's Confession

    What happens next?

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    Your doing a good job building up to ...? I know what I'm hoping for.
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    I'm finally back here and hoping for more.

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    I need more of this story

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    I am not proud of the lengths I went to and the things I did in order to see my 20-year-old son masturbating.

    But I was obsessed.

    After catching that glimpse of him in all of his naked, rock hard glory...I simply could not rest until I watched him beating off to completion. It was all I could think about. Every time I saw him I couldn't help but let my gaze travel to his crotch and remember the beauty of the cock and balls that were kept concealed in those shorts. What would he look like when he beat his meat? How would he touch himself? How would he stroke his dick? What would his face look like when he shot his load and what kinds of sounds would he make? Where would he cum? Would he ejaculate into a tissue or would he jizz onto his beautiful, lightly hairy pecs and stomach? I had to know.

    And that's where my small hidden camera came in handy.

    A tiny spy camera, not that expensive. He would never even notice it. There was a shelf on the wall directly in front of his desk and it blended in to the items on the shelf so well that after I placed it, I couldn't even see it. It connected a feed right to my computer so I could record and save everything that was going on in his room.

    I hated myself for doing it, but my cock throbbed at the idea. And a rational mind is no match for an aching dick.

    The first night that I recorded, I sat anxiously at my computer...my heart beating rapidly. My wife had gone to bed and I locked the door to my office to watch the live feed. I made sure to keep Caleb awake with me until his mother went to bed so I could make sure he went off to bed when I was ready to watch.

    For the first twenty minutes...nothing special. He sat at his computer doing who knows what. Whatever it was, it didn't cause him to whip out his cock.

    Eventually he decided to get ready for bed. He pulled his shirt off and my dick immediately stood at attention. Even just seeing my son shirtless was enough to get me rock hard. He walked around for a few minutes, and I silently urged him to take off those pants. He finally obliged. He pulled down his pants and underwear all at once and took them across the room to the hamper. When he turned and walked back towards the computer, I nearly gasped. The sight of his meaty dick swinging as he walked and the sway of those loose, hairy balls was like heaven. Unfortunately, the view did not last long enough. He pulled on some shorts and went to bed. No masturbating for that night. Guess he was taking the night off.

    It was frustrating, but now I knew that the camera wasn't going to be found and I could secretly see my son get naked every night if I wanted to. And I did want to.

    It wasn't until night three that I got to see the big show.

    By the time my wife was asleep and I got to my computer, Caleb was already shirtless and sitting at his desk in front of the computer. My heart gave a lurch and I realized that this might be my chance. Surely a healthy 20 year old couldn't go three nights in a row without whacking off. With Caleb in the house I could barely go one night.

    I watched as my shirtless son's eyes darted across the computer screen and as he clicked his mouse again and again. Of course I couldn't see what he was looking at, but from his often wide-eyed gaze, it was obvious.

    And of course, there was the occasional mumble of "shit, look at those tits."

    Soon enough, he couldn't take it anymore. He yanked off his underwear and leaned back in his chair.

    There was my son...his whole naked body in complete view. His gorgeous dick was stiff and huge. Beautiful black pubic hair surrounded the base. His nutsac was smooth. He must have shaved it since the first night. He gripped his dick and worked the shaft like a pro. His muscles flexed as he stroked. As he jerked it, his balls bounced up and down. Every once in a while he closed his eyes in pleasure.

    My own cock was out of my pants and in my hand.

    Eventually he didn't even seem to be paying attention to the porn. Rather, he was enjoying his masturbation. He ran his hands over his chest and cupped his balls.

    Then he raised one arm and put it behind his head. I nearly blew my load at the sight. (You know how I adored his hairy pits.) The soft moans started and the soft cries of "fuck!" and "mmmm." I was jerking hard. I couldn't decide whether I wanted to watch his junk as he played with it, or simply stare at that manly armpit hair.

    He was enjoying himself so much, but eventually he got even more into it. It's amazing what people will do when they are alone and think that no one is watching.

    He turned his head to his exposed armpit and licked it. Actually licked his armpit. I almost died. Oh...to be the one to taste that pit.

    He rubbed his chest and then brought his hand down to his balls and cupped them.

    Caleb then leaned back a little more and spread his legs...and I got a view that I was never even expecting. A perfect view of his asshole.

    God, it was beautiful. A little hairy and very tasty-looking. His hand that was on his nuts then moved to his ass and with his finger he began lightly touching it.

    I couldn't believe it. Caleb enjoyed playing with his asshole when he masturbated.

    I had to stop myself a few times to make sure I didn't shoot my load before he did. I was going to carry this through to the end.

    And the end came a few minutes later. There was an intense couple of minutes when he was breathing heavily, softly moaning, stroking madly. Licking his pit again. Spreading his legs even more. And finally, the climax of the show. The moment I had been waiting for. With one hand pumping his dick and the other hand squeezing his sac and pressing on his anus...he closed his eyes and said "shit! oh fuck! FUUCCCKKK!" His cock erupted with a stream of hot cum that he shot all over his chest. I was hoping that was how he'd finish. I would have hated to watch the whole show and then not see the product of his labor if he shot into a tissue. But there it was...blast after blast of semen showering his chest and abs. The farthest shot reached his neck.

    And then I blasted my own wad. Right onto my own hairy chest.

    For a few moments Caleb continued stroking his softening dick, which was covered in his man juice. He sat there for a long moment, his breathing returning to normal. He was soaked in semen.

    I watched him until he eventually stood up. I could see the globs of jizz running down his chest. On his stomach. In his pubic hair. And still dripping from the tip of his cock. As I watched, I rubbed my own cum into my chest hair and imagined what it would be like to be showered with my son's dick cream.

    I quickly cleaned up and saved the video. I would definitely be watching it again. I silently made my way to my bedroom to finish cleaning up, careful not to wake my wife.

    I lay in bed that night, thinking back to how I had come to this point. It had started so innocently...simply being aroused by the sight of my son in the pool. It had progressed to the need to see him naked...then to see him hard...and then to watching him jack off. I was so turned on by the idea of him not knowing that I was watching him. He could get as dirty with himself as he wanted and I would be able to watch it all.

    Maybe soon he would bring a girl over and I would get to see how he fucked.

    As I replayed his jack off session in my mind, I had a sudden thought about how hot it would be for him to see me jacking off.

    Now all I needed to do was set up a way for him to catch me in the act.

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    This was definitely worth the wait man good job keep it coming.

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    Over the next few weeks I was treated to several erotic performances due to the hidden camera I had placed in my son Caleb's bedroom. Almost every night there was at least something interesting to see. Sometimes it was simply a quick glimpse of his flaccid swinging dong as he got ready for bed. Other nights it was a quick jerk off to whatever porn he watched on his computer. One particularly nice occasion was when he was on his bed, fucking some kind of sex toy. I got a nice glimpse of his clenching ass cheeks as he thrusted his manhood in and out of a lubed up jerk off toy. And then there was the time when he stood in front of the full length mirrored doors of his closet and used an electric razor to manscape. I watched, nearly drooling, as he shaved his chest, trimmed his armpit and pubic hair, and then...the view that no man would ever want another person to see (especially his father)...when Caleb laid on his back, spread his legs open in front of the mirror, and shaved his asshole.

    I didn't jerk off every time I watched the video feed. There was just no way I could have that much privacy with my wife here. I did do it a few times though, and I did have one extremely close call.

    I had forgotten to lock the office door, and I had my pants at my ankles and was jerking off to a video of my son jerking off on his bed when my wife walked in on me.

    Now luckily, my wife does not care if I watch porn or jerk off. Unusual, I know. But she realizes that I have a high sex drive and she can't always oblige. So although I was somewhat embarassed to have her catch me, it wasn't too big of a deal. The big deal would have been if she saw what I was whacking off to. But I was able to close the video before she approached me. And apparently, seeing me like that was enough to get her horned up. She ended up giving me a blowjob in the chair, and then she brought me back to the bedroom where she ate my ass. I'm lucky enough to have a woman who is sexually liberated. I would have thought that no woman would want to stick her tongue into my furry manhole, but she loved the taste and scent of my manliness. After my tongue bath, I fucked her hard.

    After that, I was more careful about when I watched my son's videos.

    I had also been trying for weeks to find a way to get Caleb to catch me masturbating. But it never seemed to work out without seeming forced or intentional. So then I had an idea. A video of me jerking off. One that he could “accidentally” see.

    My wife was long asleep and I was in the office (with the door securely locked). First I watched one of my favorite videos from my rapidly growing library to get me going. When my dick was so hard it could bust through a wall, I took off all of my clothes and turned on my computer’s camera.

    It was the first time I had seen myself in such an erotic position on the computer screen. As I positioned myself and the camera, I realized that I looked damn good. I was slim, and my six-pack was still visible. I had strong arms and pecs and a nice pattern of black chest hair. I was a DILF, no doubt about it.

    I put on a show for the camera. Rubbed my chest, nipples, and pits...fondled my nutsac...pressed down on the base of my cock and pushed it forward so the camera could see its full engorged length. (I was pretty happy with how big it looked.) And I jerked it until I shot a hot load onto my stomach.

    I saved the video and went to my email and attached it. In the ‘To’ box I typed in a ‘C.’ Both my wife’s and Caleb’s name popped up, since they both began with a ‘C.’ I “accidentally” selected Caleb’s name and typed a short message: Hey Honey, I thought you might enjoy this.

    Then I clicked ‘Send.’

    I waited a second, then typed a second email:
    Caleb! I accidentally sent you a message that was meant for your mother. Please do not open the attachment!

    I clicked ‘Send.’ Hopefully the urgency of my tone and morbid curiosity would ensure that my son WOULD open and watch the attached video of his father naked and beating off.

    I had seen from my video feed that Caleb was already on his computer. He wasn’t doing anything interesting. It looked like he was just typing a paper for one of his classes. I watched for about fifteen minutes before he finally checked his email.

    I could see his smirk when he saw my email. Probably thought it was funny that I had accidentally sent him something meant for his mom. Since I couldn’t see his screen, I could only go by his facial expressions to know if he was opening the attachment. For a few minutes it seemed like he was going to abide by my instructions.

    But then I saw him lean back in his chair and look towards the door. Almost as if he was trying to see or hear if anyone else was listening. He smiled slyly and made a click with his mouse. From the sound I could hear on his computer, I knew that he had opened my video.

    Even though I had just jerked off like a half hour before, my cock started to twitch at the thought of him seeing me. Even if he just caught a quick glance and then shut off the video in disgust...he would at least have known what I did.

    His brow furrowed in confusion. And then his eyes went wide. And then his mouth opened in shock. And then he chuckled and said “Ohhhh shit! Dad!” His hand went up to his mouth, and he was still smiling incredulously. “Dude!” He was mumbling under his breath as he watched. “I didn’t know you and mom were so nasty.” At one moment his eyebrows went up and he nodded. “Wow. Not bad, Dad. Nice dick. Although it’s not as big as mine.”

    My cock was throbbing at the sound of my son comparing our cocks.

    I watched his smirking face as he watched my video. Every so often there would be another surprised expression or wide eyed stare at whatever I was doing on the video. And he mumbled, "You might want to trim down there."

    And then he did something that I was most definitely NOT expecting.

    He unzipped his jeans and pulled down his pants.

    He was leaning forward to watch my video, so I couldn’t really see anything below his waist this time. But there was no doubt about it: Caleb was jacking off to my jack off video.

    My own mouth opened and MY eyes went wide. I couldn’t believe it. A video of his dad whacking off was turning him on so much that he couldn’t help but whack off too.

    There was something so erotic about watching a close up of my son’s face while he stroked himself. Even though I couldn’t even see the goods, I was loving it.

    The final eyebrow raise and wide eyes happened when I came in my video. He said “Shit!” and laughed again. “Go Dad!” A moment later he leaned back in the chair and creamed on himself.

    And in another part of the house, I creamed again as well.

    I shut off the video feed and cleaned myself up. Then I got an email from Caleb:
    No worries, Dad. I won’t open the attachment.

    I smirked. Of course he would never admit to me that he watched it.

    The next day I was eager to see if anything would be different between us. I acted as if nothing happened. For the most part, so did Caleb. But I swear that at least once I caught him staring at my crotch and half smiling.

    I decided to bring it up, just for fun. “Hey,” I said. “Sorry I sent you that email last night. I just didn’t want you to see it because it was...uh...a list of possible gifts I was thinking of getting you for Christmas.”

    A knowing smile spread across his face. “No problem,” he said, humoring me.

    I don’t know why...but I loved knowing that he watched my video, and that he didn’t know that I knew he did.

    “Can I use your computer for a second?” he asked. “I need to print out my paper and my printer’s out of ink.”

    “Yeah, no problem,” I said. Caleb hurried off to the office.

    Then five minutes later, it hit me. “Oh, fuck!” I muttered. I tore through the house to the office and burst through the door.

    Caleb was at my desk, on my computer. On the screen was the open file that contained about twenty videos. Videos of him doing some very dirty, and very private, things to himself.

    He slowly looked over at me, a look of utter horror, embarassment, and disgust on his face.

    “Dad!” he said. “What the fuck?!”

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    Oh wow! How's Dad gonna get out of this one? Is he going to confess, "Son, I have to admit that I really have the hots for you?" Is Dad going to be bold and asked Caleb if they could jack off together, or will the son act so disgusted that Dad figures it's best to let it blow over for a few days? You've written one hell of a scenario, and I can't wait to see where the action goes from here!
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    My stomach dropped. My knees felt weak. I held up my hand in a calming gesture. "Now, Caleb...just calm down."

    "What the fuck?" he said again. "What is this?"

    "I can explain." It was a lie. How could I explain what I'd been doing? I was fucked.

    Caleb looked at the computer again, and then back at me. He stood up. "You put a camera in my room? You've been recording me?"

    I looked behind me at the door, fearful that my wife would hear the commotion. I stepped back and quietly shut the door. "Caleb, just listen to me for a minute - "

    "Listen to what? You've been secretly recording me and watching me..." He looked almost too embarassed to say his next words. "You've been watching me...masturbate?"

    "I'm sorry, son. Just, please don't tell your mother."

    "This is crazy," Caleb said. "Are you getting off to me jerking off?"

    I was at a loss for words. There was no reason to lie. He knew the truth. I closed my eyes and hung my head. "Yes," I said softly.

    Caleb pursed his lips in anger and looked away. He shook his head, at a loss for words. "Were you jerking off to me when you made that video of yourself?"

    I was stunned for a second. I had momentarily forgotten about my video and didn't think he'd make a connection. "I....uh...well..."

    Caleb just smiled unbelievably and continued to shake his head. But suddenly he stopped, hit with a horrible realization. He turned back towards me. "Does that mean you saw me whacking to your video?"

    "Yes, but you don't have to be embarassed."

    "Unbelievable," Caleb said. There was an awkward pause and he stared at me, anger burning in his eyes. "Fine," he said. And suddenly he started violently unbuckling his belt.

    "Caleb, what are you doing?" I asked nervously.

    "Well, you want to see it, don't you?" He unbuttoned and unzipped.

    "Caleb, don't."

    "Come on, Dad. This is what you want, right? You want to see my dick up close?" He pulled down the front of his pants and underwear and yanked out his flaccid cock. He held it by the base and flung it up and down. "Well here it is. Get a good look."

    I glanced back at the door again, nervously. "You don't have to do that. Please put it away."

    "Why? You've seen it enough on video." He shook his hips back and forth, making his schlong sway and slap his thighs. He pulled his pants up angrily, zipped them, and headed for the door.

    "Wait," I said. "Can we talk about this?"

    "I can't talk to you right now," Caleb responded. He paused at the door. "I won't tell Mom. But you crossed a line."

    He left me alone, with the evidence still on the computer screen.

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    Caleb didn't talk to me for several months afterward. He went back to school, and I did not hear from him. I deleted all the videos and smashed the hidden camera and attempted to get back to a normal life. But it was difficult. With Caleb not talking to me there was no way to know what he thought about me and if he would ever forgive me.

    But thankfully, Caleb did eventually start talking to me again. It was the next summer and he came back from school to stay with us again. He was twenty-one now. And when I finally saw him again, he was more beautiful than ever. The weird thing was that he was acting like nothing had ever happened. All of a sudden things were back to normal. I was confused, but relieved. If he didn't want to address it, then I would NEVER bring it up again.

    Things were back to normal, and Caleb even started talking to me about the girl he was dating. And surprisingly, he would even make sexual references and jokes. I had thought he would never want to talk about anything sexual again.

    One night, my wife had gone to dinner and a movie with her sister, and I was left in the house alone. Caleb had gone out with his girl. Unexpectedly, he came home early. I was on the couch watching tv.

    "Hey," I said.

    "Hey." He slumped down on the couch, clearly irritated.

    "You're home early. I didn't expect you until late."

    "Yeah, well she wasn't feeling well so I had to take her home."

    "Oh, that's too bad."

    "I know," Caleb said. There was a small space of silence. "Because I'm horny as fuck."

    My heart skipped a beat. Did I just hear him correctly? I could think of nothing to say, so I responded with, "Oh?"

    "She and I haven't done anything in like two weeks because her parents are always home. I thought tonight I'd be able to get some, but then she ended up getting sick."

    I still couldn't believe what I was hearing. "I'm sorry to hear that," I said.

    We sat and watched the tv silently for like ten minutes. I noticed him constantly squirming, changing positions, and readjusting himself. "I can't believe her," he said...bringing up the topic again. "I mean, she could have given me a handjob or something."

    I still didn't know how to respond. I had to approach this carefully, given the history. "Well, if she wasn't feeling good, then she probably wasn't feeling very sexual."

    "I guess," he conceded. Another few minutes went by. He stood up. "Well, I have to take care of this," he said nonchalantly. "I'm going to go jack off."

    My heart was pounding. "Okay. No problem," I said.

    Caleb left, but stopped at the hallway entrance. I didn't look at him, but I could see him standing there out of the corner of my eye. He appeared to be waiting for something.

    "Do you..." he said, and then paused. "Do you...wanna watch?"

    The moment was surreal. Like one of my long-forgotten fantasies. Was this a trick? How should I respond? "Um...sure," I said, as if it were no big deal. I stood up, turned off the tv, and followed my son.

    As I followed him down the hall, I wondered if this was a good idea. I had been trying to suppress my sexual thoughts about Caleb. This would not help the situation.

    We entered his room and he closed the door. There was a plush chair in the corner of his room and he motioned towards it. "Sit there," he said.

    I did as I was told.

    Caleb pulled his shirt off and I got my first glimpse of him in a long time. He was slightly more muscular. He had let his chest hair grow. His abs were rock hard. And he still had those mouthwatering pits.

    He shucked off his pants and underwear. He had a raging hard on. It bounced as he climbed onto his bed.

    He lay on his back and started working his dick. He closed his eyes and ran his other hand all over his chest. He moaned softly. His hand traveled down his chest to his pubes. And then to his nutsac. He cupped his balls and continued to jerk his boner.

    From the chair, I could barely breathe. My cock was so hard in my pants that it hurt. But I kept my hands on the armrests.

    Caleb turned on the bed and spread his legs open, giving me a full view of his asshole. He ran his hand down underneath his balls and lightly touched his anus. He breathed a little heavier and his moans were a little louder. He stroked furiously.

    I was confused. Why was he letting me watch? Was it just that he was so horny that it clouded his good decision making? Guys do crazy things when they're horny as fuck. Just look at what I did. Maybe he had thought about it all those months and had forgiven me and was now just giving me what he knew I wanted.

    My dick ached, and I wanted so badly to take it out of my pants. But would Caleb allow that? Obviously he was okay with me watching him masturbate, but would he be cool with me jerking off in the same room? I didn't know if I should take the chance. I might ruin the whole moment. I eventually came to the conclusion that he would not mind. After all, he would know damn well that I would be just as horny as he was while watching him. Carefully, with small movements, I unzipped my pants. I didn't pull them down, but I did take out my cock.

    And there we were. Father and son...one on the bed...one in the chair...beating off together. I was watching Caleb intently. The view was heavenly. He was not watching me, but I didn't care. As long as he was okay with me abusing my meat only a few feet away from his naked body, I did not give a fuck about anything else.

    He put on quite a show for me. At one point he made eye contact with me, and then averted his eyes. At another time, he was staring at my dick as I jerked it. I had to stop myself a few times when I got too close. I didn't want to splooge before him. I was going to let this go as long as Caleb wanted it to.

    Eventually, the climax arrived. Caleb made a few gutteral sounds with his throat and let out a few expletives before unloading a huge load onto himself. He must have been holding it in for several days. The ropes of cum blasted out, with one of them hitting him in the face. And then when the next blast hit him on the lips, that was it for me. The sight of my son inadvertently tasting his own cum sent me over the edge. I shot my jizz onto my chest, but I was careful to make as little noise as possible, just in case Caleb was too disturbed by seeing me finish.

    The orgasms were intense and for a few minutes we both just stayed there, exhausted and spent. Caleb did not look at me.

    He reached over to the side of the bed and grabbed a towel. He tossed it to me. Then he suddenly got up from the bed and walked naked down the hall to the bathroom. A second later I heard the shower water running.

    We never said a word during the entire incident.

    As he showered, I got up and cleaned myself off. I retired to my own bedroom to take a shower. We didn't speak for the rest of the night.

    My mind was reeling. What the fuck just happened? Did he just do it because his level of horniness was off the charts? Was it a one time deal? Or would he ever want to do it again? I decided I would never bring it up myself. We would only talk about it if he wanted to. And I would never make any suggestion about a repeat occurrence.

    The weeks went by and it seemed like a dream. He never talked about it and he didn't ask me again if I wanted to watch. I accepted the fact that it was just a case of a twenty-one year old being horny and there was no outlet for him at the time.

    It was another month before he got that horny again.

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    This is so good need more

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    I was home alone again. Wife and other children went up for an overnight stay with my wife's parents. It had been about five weeks since the masturbation incident. I thought about it a lot. Just when I was starting to forget and repress my desires for my twenty-one year old son, he does something crazy like allow me to watch him beat off. I had jerked off many times thinking about what I had witnessed. Although I was longing for another chance, I stuck to my decision about not mentioning it in anyway. Things continued like normal with me and Caleb.

    Two weeks after the jerk-off, he and his girl broke up.

    That meant for at least 3 weeks, he wasn't getting any pussy. He even talked to me about it. One time he again mentioned how horny he was and that he needed to jack off. I just chuckled, secretly hoping that he would invite me in, but he didn't. So I went on with my business and just assumed he regretted it and would never want to do it again.

    Then there was the night when my wife and kids were gone.

    Caleb had been in his room and I was going to head off to bed. I stopped in his room to say goodnight. He was sitting up in bed with his back against the wall, reading.

    "Just wanted to say goodnight," I said.

    "Goodnight," he said.

    I turned to leave, but he called out to me. "Dad, wait."

    "Yeah?"

    "Can I ask you a personal question? You don't have to answer me if you don't want to."

    I stepped into the room, curious. "Of course you can."

    He hesitated for a second, then said, "How often do you and mom have sex? I mean, what I really want to know is how long you can go without sex before you just lose your mind?"

    I laughed. "Are you about to lose your mind?"

    "I don't know," he said, laughing a little. "It's just been about three weeks and I'm going nuts. How could I possibly be so horny all the time?"

    I sat down on his bed. "Caleb, it's natural. You're a young guy. I feel the same way when it has been a long time. For me and your mother, it is usually every couple of weeks. I guess at the moment, though, it has been about four weeks."

    "Jesus," Caleb said. "How can you stand it?"

    "Well, masturbation helps," I said, nervous about taking this conversation too far.

    "I know. If I didn't have my right hand I don't know what I would do. But it's not always enough."

    "Well don't worry. You've got many years of fucking hot girls ahead of you." I got up to leave.

    "Well since it has been a while for both of us," Caleb said, "do you wanna jack off with me?"

    I couldn't believe it was going to happen again. "Are you sure?"

    "Sure," he said while scooting over on the bed to give me room. I sat on the bed next to him, our legs touching. I waited for him to make the first move.

    He unzipped his pants and pulled them down to his ankles. His dick was already massive and hard. He must have had that boner the whole time we were talking. I followed suit and pulled down my pants.

    We sat there, side by side, with our cocks in our hands. It was a thrill for me. It was the closest I had ever been to Caleb's engorged prick. He stroked it and cupped his nutsac with his other hand. My eyes were glued to his cock as I stroked my own. Our dicks were only a few feet from each other, and I could finally get a good comparison. I always knew that his was slightly bigger and thicker than mine. I couldn't decide if I felt jealous of his huge cock, or proud that my son was packing such heat.

    I noticed that he was intently watching me too. He stared right at my junk as I pumped my cock. For several minutes, we remained silent as we both jerked off, staring at each other's tools.

    I closed my eyes for a moment, enjoying the sensation. Suddenly, I felt something that made me gasp. Caleb had actually reached over and took my cock in his hand. My son was jacking me off. I couldn't believe it. I let go of my dick and just let him stroke it.

    "You can do it too," he said.

    And I reached over and wrapped my fingers around Caleb's prick. It was a fantasy come true. I nearly shot my load at the feel of his dick in my hand, but I managed to will myself under control. He felt so solid in my hand. I could feel his cock pulsating. The head of his dick was velvety soft and as I stroked it, a little bit of precum started leaking out. His balls were bouncing as I jacked him. I couldn't take my eyes off of my own hand firmly gripping my son's genitals. My mouth was watering. I looked back over at my own cock, in disbelief that my son was touching me. I was too close. I had to move his hand off of me to stop myself from cumming. I stopped jerking him and we just sat there, our breathing a little heavy.

    "Dad," he said. "This might sound weird and disgusting, but lately I've been wondering...." He trailed off, obviously embarassed.

    "Wondering what?" I coaxed.

    "Well, I love eating pussy," he said. "But every time a girl sucks my dick, I wonder what it's like to...to suck a cock. She seems to be having a good time. It just makes me curious about what dick tastes like."

    My heart was pounding out of my chest. "Well, son, I couldn't tell you. I've never sucked one."

    "If you want," he said, "we could maybe...satisfy each other's curiosities."

    Was Caleb actually suggesting that we suck each other off? This couldn't be happening. It couldn't be real. All of my fantasies coming true? I didn't respond, but Caleb took charge anyway. He gripped my cock, leaned down, and took it into his mouth.

    An explosion of fireworks erupted in my mind when my cock entered his wet mouth. The feeling was indescribable. I didn't know what was better, the actual feeling of getting a blowjob, or the taboo nature of having my son suck the cock that created him.

    He shifted positions, giving me clear access to his dick. It was obvious he wanted me to do the same. And so I obliged. I twisted around and got into a 69 position. I savored the moment when my son's boner was right in my face before I held it my its base and lowered my mouth onto it.

    Fuck, he tasted good. It was everything I hoped it would be. I sucked, slurped, and licked. I couldn't get enough. I took his whole cock into my throat until my mouth and nose were nestled in his pubic hair. I took in his manly scent. My head bobbed up and down as I mouth fucked him. I fondled his nuts and tasted them. They were soft and smooth. At the same time, I could feel my own ballsac getting licked by Caleb. I had a fleeting thought that he wouldn't want my nuts in his mouth because they were hairier than his. But it didn't seem to bother him. My hairy nuts got the tongue bath they deserved.

    The 69 lasted for maybe ten minutes. Then Caleb stopped. He got up from the bed and took off his shirt and pulled his pants all the way off. I did the same. I wasn't sure what he wanted to do now, but I would do whatever he wanted. He got on all fours on the bed with his ass pointed towards me. I did not move. I wasn't going to do anything without his say so.

    "You can taste it," he said.

    I had been close to cumming before, but I was never as close as I was right then. My beautiful son was waiting with his ass spread open for me to rim him. I stepped closer, feeling faint. I put my hands hesitantly on his butt cheeks, which had a very fine covering of light blond hair. His hole was smooth and squeaky clean. I paused, wondering if I should take this step. I wanted to so bad. But would Caleb regret this? Sucking cocks was one thing, but once my tongue entered my son's asshole...

    His hole was mouth watering. I went for it. I dove in, shoving my tongue deep into Caleb's butt. He let out an involuntary shout of pleasure. I licked as if it were the last thing I would ever eat. The taste was beyond compare. I imagined that if heaven had a taste, it would be my son's asshole. I held onto his hips and shoved his ass towards me, burying my face even deeper into his butt. I was ravenous. I couldn't get enough. Caleb was gasping. I was in sexual bliss...I never wanted to taste anything again except for his ass. Between the coppery taste and the sweet aroma of slight manfunk from his sweaty crotch and asshole, I was in ecstacy.

    I could have rimmed him all night long. My tongue was tired, but I still did not want to pull it from his sweet ass. Eventually he pulled away and turned around, laying on his back. He raised both arms and put his hands above his head, exposing his pits to me. I don't know what exactly he wanted to do next, but I immediately pulled myself up towards him and buried my face in his armpit. I licked it with as much fervor as I had been licking his ass. My tongue swirled around the hairs. After a minute, I switched to the other pit.

    My God...the scent! The musky man smell was wonderful. Just as I had felt when my tongue was deep in his hole, I imagined that I could spend all day with my face buried in his armpits. If all he had done today was let me experience those beautiful, sexy, hairy armpits, I still would have been in heaven.

    Caleb got up to his knees, took me by the shoulders and maneuvered me around and gently pushed me onto the bed until I was on my back and he was over me. I waited breathlessly for what would happen next. He pushed my legs open wide so that I was spread eagle before him.

    Oh shit, I thought. My son is going to fuck me.

    He produced a tube of lube and put some on his cock. He then poured a little more onto his fingers and his fingers went right to my anus.

    "Can I fuck you?" he asked, almost in a whisper.

    I was shocked. My mind was racing. Should I let him do this? "Please," I said. "Please fuck me. As hard as you can."

    He took it very slow, knowing that I had never been fucked in the ass before. But eventually, he was able to slide his entire length into my hungry asshole. I moaned loud when I felt my son entering me. He pushed his cock all the way in until his pubic hair was touching my asshole. Then he started pulling out and pushing in. When my ass was accustomed to taking the large dick, he moved faster. He pumped his dick furiously into his dad's butthole. His nuts slapped against me. He held my legs open wide as he plowed into me. I couldn't get enough of my son's dick. I wanted him to keep his cock inside of me for all time.

    The image I will never forget is the sight of my son over me, holding my legs, his hard muscles flexing with each thrust...his gorgeously hairy pecs and stomach...the sweat dripping down his torso. And the face of pleasure he made while he fucked me.

    He leaned forward and his chest was against mine. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms reached for his ass. I pressed him into me, wanting him to go deeper. I held him as if I never wanted his hard cock to escape my lubed asshole.

    Through his groans, he said softly, "You like my cock, Dad? You want it? You like my big cock up your ass?"

    I couldn't even think. Through ragged breaths I responded, "Yes, Caleb. I love it. I love your huge fucking cock. Fuck me with it. FUCK ME!"

    Caleb was sent over the edge. He pushed himself back onto his knees and pulled his cock out of me.

    And then...all my dreams came true.

    From the first time I had started having sexual thoughts about my son, I wondered what it would be like to feel his hot semen on me. To watch as he unloaded his juice onto my chest. I got my wish.

    Caleb screamed as a blast of jizz shot out of his cock. I felt it hit my neck. Then I felt another shot on my nipple. Caleb was groaning loudly as he delivered spurt after spurt of his cream onto his father.

    Seeing my fantasy come true was enough for me. My own cum blasted outwards in the most intense orgasm I could ever remember having. I moaned and shouted louder than I ever had with his mother. For a few seconds there was a fountain of cum as the two of us shot our wads together. The cum mixed together and rained down on me, hot and creamy. It was a semen explosion that drenched me and the bedsheets. Caleb shivered as he coaxed the last bit of cum from his cock. It kept dribbling out and falling onto my cock and balls. I brought one hand to my chest and rubbed the father-son love mixture all over my chest.

    Caleb took a deep breath and leaned back, his buttcheeks against his heels. He let go of his cock. It hung there, flaccid and beautiful, covered with his jizz and mine.

    I was examined myself and my surroundings. I looked like I had just taken a cum bath. I laid my head back down while my breathing returned to normal.

    After a few minutes...just like last time, Caleb got up and headed for the shower. I laid there for a while, taking pleasure in the feel of my boy's semen on my body. Eventually, the fantasy was over and I got up to shower. My ass was sore, my cock was spent, and I could still taste my son's asshole in my mouth. But I was happy.

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    I wish I could say it was the start of a recurring thing, but alas...it was a once in a lifetime experience. It never happened again.

    Caleb must have been curious about mansex, and luckily for me he wanted to try it with his father. After that, he did not talk about it. Our lives continued and it was never mentioned or discussed again. And he never again asked me to watch him masturbate. But I didn't mind. What I had experienced with my son would stay with me forever.

    Caleb is 35 now. Married. I see him all the time and nothing has changed between us.

    He'll still come over and swim and not be shy about taking off his shirt in front of me. Every once in a while I will get a little twinge in my cock at the sight of him nearly naked. He's even more hot now, and I will still have some dirty thoughts every now and then.

    It's usually after swimming, when he gets out of the pool and walks by me. I'll get a little glimpse of the trail of hair that leads down to a magnificent cock. But I don't dwell on it too much. I know what my son's cock looks like, feels like, and tastes like. I know what his asshole and his armpits taste like. I know what it feels like to get fucked by him.

    I have those memories...and that is all I need.

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    Hot af story. Love it. Too bad he didn't cum in you

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    Great story man

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    Loved the fantasy!

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