From: "Ommestrup" <omme@post2.tele.dk>
Subject: into a man (incest,mm, fiction)
Date: 15 Oct 1996 11:05:19 GMT
Organization: Hjem

Here is a wee story I wrote:-

                            INTO A MAN

                         by John Ommestrup

      At the ripe age of 12 I was like all other children.  I wondered if
my parents had sex. 
It wasn't hard imagining the older kids from the college were having sex. 
What I was
wondering was how they did it.  Luckily for me the answer was to fall right
in front of my
nose. 

      My dad was turning 30 at the end of the week and my mother had
arranged a fishing
trip in the mountains.  So when the weekend came I was ready to ask my dad.
 I loved my dad. 
I told him everything and my plan was to ask him about sex when we went 
fishing.  My mum
had rented a trailer for the occasion.  Driving up to the mountain was fun.
 My dad made jokes
and we laughed most of the way.  We arrived very late and my mum said we
should sleep and
then we could go fishing tomorrow.  After driving all day I was very tired
and fell asleep within
seconds of hitting the pillow.

I woke late during the night.  I was woken by a low moaning from my parents
sleeping area. 
I looked up.  My mum was kissing my dad on the mouth.  Her hand was roaming
across
the hairs of his chest.  When they found his right nipple, they pinched it.
 My dad moaned. 
Never had I seen my dad that way.  His muscles were big and taught.  Her
hand played his
nipple.  They kissed harder.  Her hand slipped around his chest and they
kissed some more. 
My dad leaned some more up against my mum. He moaned some more.  Her hand
slid down
his muscular back taking the sheets with her.  I never noticed that his
back was so broad and
muscular.  Her hand slid its way into the back of his boxer shorts.  He
thrust his pelvis forward. 
He lay back down on the matrass and her hand moved to the front of his
shorts.  I could see
the length of his dick through the material of his shorts.  He looked over.
 I closed my eyes. 
When I opened them again, her hand was moving slowly up and down the length
of his shaft.  I
never thought that he had a huge dick and seeing it thought the material
was making my dick
hard.  This was the first time that it was hard without me playing with it.
 Suddenly mum pulled
it out of the shorts and I could see it for the first time hard.  I have
seen him naked a million
times but I never thought of him as I now looked at his hard body and cock.
 My dick got
harder.  My mum moved her head down and put the head of his cock in her
mouth.  He
moaned.  She started moving her head up and down his head.  I could see
that he was
breathing harder and his pelvis was moving in small thrusts.  Suddenly he
grabbed her hair and
pulled her off his cock.  It jerked once and white spurts flew out and hit
my mum in the face. 
She moved down and swallowed what was coming out of my dad.  He moaned and
was
perfectly still for hours it seemed.  My mum swallowed some more and that
is when I got my
first orgasm.  It felt like my whole body was going to burst and yet I
could make a sound. 
Electricity exploded thought out my body and some of that same white stuff
came out of my
dick.  I must have fallen asleep straight after that.

I woke again just before the sun and I crawled over to my parents bed.  I
lay up against my
dad and suddenly the nights action came back to me.  I couldn't sleep and
my senses were
suddenly alive.  I could smell the hot, heavy odour rising from my dad.  I
could see his
chest rising and falling, the muscles across his chest stretching.  My dick
started swelling.  Dad
woke then and started tickling me.  Before I knew what was happening I was
attacking him. 
Mum woke and threw us out of bed.  Dad grabbed me and lifted me high in the
air.  Suddenly I
was flying towards my mum.  Dad jumped into bed and we tickled her till she
gave up fighting
us.  Dad lifted me and moved towards the bathroom in the trailer.  That's
when I noticed that
he wasn't wearing his shorts.  His cock bobbing up and down between his
legs.  He opened the
bathroom door and the water to the small shower.  Before I could stop him,
we were under
freezing water.  Dad held me and I could feel his strong muscles hardening.
 Dad let go and
grabbed the soap.  He soaped me in and turned the hot water on.  When I was
clean, he threw
a towel in my face and started washing himself.  I had to leave because I
could feel my dick
swelling again.  Something must be wrong I thought.  My dick was swelling
from looking at
my dad.

Well into the day dad and me were sitting near the river edge.  My stomach
was mush. 
I was about to ask my dad about sex, even when I knew that he and mum were
having sex.
"Dad, can I ask you something personal?"
"Sure"
"It's about sex" he turned around and looked into my eyes.  I was going to
die if he was going
to look at me that way while I asked. "Well....."
He turned his head away.
"Does everybody have sex?"
"Sure why not.  What do you want to know?"
"Well at school they said that they only had sex to make babies."
"That's not true.  You have sex with somebody when you love them and not
only to make
babies."
"I also want to ask if it's normal that my "bobby" becomes hard." There I
said it. Now  I was
going to die.  Dad looked at me.
"You mean is it normal that your dick becomes hard, sure it is.  It's
perfectly normal.  That's
the way nature makes sure that it works as it should."  I thought I would
die when he said that.
"When you become older, some white stuff will come out as well and that is
sperm.  That's
what makes the babies.  What else do you want to know?"
"Are we all the same size?" my dad laughed
"no Joe, some men are bigger and some are smaller and that as nature
intended. " My dad
grabbed me and we hugged.  We never got any fish, but I got the answers I
wanted.  Dad
never threw me into the shower after that and I never crawled into their
bed again.  When we
came home dad took me into town and we bought some new fashionable close. 
Later that
mounth I found some playgirl magasin on my bed.  We never talked about it.

I woke when my dad walked into my room.  It was a couple of weeks after my
18th
birthday.  He was crying.
"Mum was in an accident" and that was when I lost my mum.  She hit a tunk
frontal on her
way home from work at the hospital.  I didn't cry but my dad fell apart. 
He cryed for hours
and I hugged him.  No tears came to me.  Dad cryed until the sun came up
and then he fell
asleep against me.  The big muscle man in my bed couldn't be my dad.  He
was so strong and
yet now he was a shadow of the man I knew.  I lifted him into bed and we
slept a dreamless
sleep.  When I woke I was leaning up against his chest.  Even in sleep he
wept.  I got out of
bed and showered.  I went down to the living room.  I took my mothers phone
book. 
Systematically I went throw all the numbers until I found the number to my
grandparents.  I
called them and they cryed on the phone.  I called uncles and ants, cousins
and nephews.  All
said they would be her by tomorrow.  I never cryed.  Now it was time to
call uncle Jake.  He
wasn't my real uncle.  He was my dad and mum best friend.  He was in the
marine core and I
would have to call the base.  He slept here when he was in town.  I called
the base and left a
message with the S.O. for his regiment.  I went up the stairs.  Walked into
the room where dad
was sleeping.  I shook him. He woke but he wasn't there.  I was looking at
a shell.  I took his
hand and he followed me out into the bathroom.  I stripped him and washed
him.  He never
helped me.  I dressed him and we walked down into the kitchen.  I put the
kettle on.  I made
tea and gave my dad a cup.  It was my mums.  He started crying again and I
hugged him.  He
cryed for an hour and then walked out into the garden.  He started weeding
the garden while
crying.  I don't know if he knew what he was doing.  That's when uncle Jake
walked in.  He
walked straight throw the livingroom saw that I was looking at out into the
garden.  He was
wearing a camouflage set of pants and a dark green T-shirt.  Big black
marine boots.  His dark
hairs was cut short and he was clean shaven.  Looking at him walking
towards me was just
what I needed.  I pointed at dad in the garden and then it came.  A well of
tears burst in me
and they came like a torent up throw my body and burst threw, blinding me. 
I fell to the
ground.  Uncle Jake ran up to me.  I could see that his mouth was moving
and yet he wasn't
speaking the same language I was.  A voice deep within me shouted and my
mouth moved.  I
was speaking the same languge he was and then the worlds turned black.  The
shadows moved
around me and Uncle Jake move me away from the room I was dying in.  She
left me.  Uncle
Jake was speaking to somebody.  He moved again.  Dad was next to me, he was
dying like me. 
Uncle Jake spoke alot and yet he said nothing.  Dad was sleeping.  I
couldn't sleep.  She had
just left us.  Grandmother was suddenly there and was talking to me.  What
was she saying. 
Uncle Jake lifted me and I was in bed.  He was stroking my hair.  Suddenly
there was a man in
the room, he said something and then I sleep.  I woke and grandmother was
looking at me.
"She left me" was all I could say before the tears invaded my world.  The
shadows were
attacking me again.  Dad was next to me.  He was looking at the world
hidden deep within the
shadows of the room.  Dad was leaving me.  That's when I won over the
shadows.  I call out
to him and he looked at me.  My call must have helped him because he didn't
cry anymore. 
Grandma helped us to get dressed and we walked down to the kitchen.  The
house was full of
people.  Dad was wearing his best suit.  Uncle Jake was in full uniform. 
He grabbed dad and
walked him out into a car.  Grandma grabbed me and walked me to a car.  A
couple of hours
later I was looking down at the last resting place for my mum.  Uncle Jake,
grandma, dad and I
were all crying.  It was all so shadowed.  That was what happenned when I
was 18.

This part of the story is one of the latest things that happenned to turn
me into a man.  It
happenned a couple of week ago.  I'm now 20 and working like Uncle Jake in
the
marines.  I was home on leave, Uncle Jake was now living at home all the
time.  He had
a desk job now.  My dad was now living in a smaller house.  Anyway, I woke
early and was
about to go to the bathroom when I saw Uncle Jake walking into the
bathroom.  Well I had to
wait for my turn.  20 minutes later he unlocked the door and walked out.  I
went in and
stripped.  Crawled into the shower.  I washed my hair and soaped my
hardbody.  Soaping my
cock felt good.  It hardened and jerking was a good idea.  As I was jerking
my 7 incher I
noticed some white "cream" halfway down the wall.  With a finger I wiped it
off the wall and
sniffed it.  I smelled my own cum before so I knew what it was I was
holding.  Uncle Jake had
jerked his cock just like I was doing right now.  I wasn't gay but I had
fucked with the guys on
the ship.  I jerk my cock harder.  Thinking about Uncle Jake jerking his
cock was very hot.  I
came within minutes.

I woke half -hour earlier next morning.  Went around the house so I would
see Uncle Jake
throw the windows.  That's when dad walked in.  He stripped and crawled
into the
shower.  It had been a long time since I had looked at dad with these eyes.
 He had a hard
bodybuilder body and his cock was big.  It must have been 6 inches.  He
washed and then he
turned towrds the window.  His cock was hard.  It must have been 8 inches
and hard like
granite.  It had a beautiful head.  He started jerking it.  My cock
swelled.  I was jerking my
meat while looking at dad.  When he came he shoot 4 big blobs of cum, I
shot my load into the
ground.  I hurried into the house before my dad saw me.  For the rest of
the day I was horny. 
Looking at  dad jerking was really hot and yet sick.  But the thought of
Uncle Jake jerking was
hot and perfectly normal.  I was turned on by my dad and Uncle Jake.  My
cock was semi hard
the whole day.

I woke late and was horny like hell.  I wanted to see Uncle Jakes cock.  I
got  out of bed and
put a pair of jocks on.  Walking towards Uncle Jakes room was making my
cock harder
then ever.  I openned the door and his bed was empty.  The covers were
pulled down.  I
walked over to dads bedroom door.  I could hear moaning.  Before the door
fell open I knew
what I would see.  Dad was laying on the bed.  His hard cock was buried
deep inside uncle
Jakes mouth.  Dad was holding Jakes head down towards his pelvis.  Jake was
moaning.  I
pulled my jocks down and walked over to my dads waiting mouth.  He openned
his eyes,
smiled and took my cock to the root.  I let a moan escape my lungs.  Jake
looked up and
moved up to suck my cock.  Jake was rubbing his hard 10 incher against my
dads 8 incher. 
Both were fighting to get to my cock.  I leaned foward and kissed my dad. 
I crawled unto my
dad rubbing my cock on his.  Jake started rimming my ass.  He was like a
snake, his tongue
moving like thunder around my hole.  Dad was forcing his tongue into my
mouth with the
force of a man possesed.  Feeling his cock against mine was making me
hornier.  Suddenly I
felt uncle Jakes cock head forcing its way into my hot ass.  I let a moan
escape.  Dad thrust his
hips harder against me.  Uncle Jake fucked my little waiting hole without
mercy.  The cum was
flowing out of me and dad moved down to swallow every last drop.  Uncle
Jake came up my
ass and then pulled out.  Dad forced his cock into me.  Dad was fucking me
and all I couyld do
was look at uncle Jake.  Every thrust was like a stronger bond between dad
and me.  Dad came
in me and the searing flame of his cock forced me to empty my load unto the
matress.  Uncle
Jake moved over to us and came on both our faces.  Dad fell unto the bed
and I lay on him.  As
I kissed him I could feel uncle Jake kissing my neck.  We fell asleep that
way.  When I woke
the next morning both dad and Jake were down in the kitchen.  When I walked
into the kitchen
I noticed a envelop laying on the table with my name on it.  It was my
mothers writing.  When
I openned it, I saw two sheet of paper.  The first was an adoption sheet
with my dad name as
the adpoter.  On the second sheet I read a message from the grave.
" dearest Joe,
      Gary is your father.  But Jake could also be your father.  In our
young days we played
alot together and before long I was pregnant.  I was having sex with both
men at the time. 
Gary said he would take responsibility for you and Jake was not ready.  We
decided not to find
out who the real father was then and I wish that you never ask that of
them.  This choose was
made long before you was born , respect it.  I left this with Jake until he
desides that it was
time to show you the truth.  Just remember that both men love you and that
they are both your
dads.

            Love,
                  Mum."
It took me a couple of days, but now I will be living with both my dads. 
People will say I'm
sick, but I say that I found my true loves.