Date: Sat, 12 Apr 2008 17:47:28 -0700 (PDT)
From: James Truett <savannahkid2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Both Sides of the Fence -- Part 4 (HS)

Wes's Story Continues

Dad tried to calm me down as I kept on, "Shit dad do you want to watch me
jerk off.  You can watch your own son shoot his cum?  Is that your thing
dad, jerking off while spying on your sons?"  I started pounding my hard
cock.  I said, "John promised no one would know who was on the back side of
the fence.  He said that no one would know the identity of the sucker.  But
it's not true because my dad had to follow me. Dad I hate you for spying on
me."

I tried to pull away but Dad grabbed me and hugged me tightly.  I was in
his grip. I was naked and my hard-on was pushing against his leg. He would
not let me pull away as he held on to me. "Wes", he whispered, "I love you
Wes.  I don't care what you did.  I want you to be safe.  I don't want you
to get hurt.  Do you understand?"

I was strong for a fourteen year old and I fought with my Dad trying to
pull away. I was not ready to accept his love.  I tried to hurt him when I
said, "Don't you think it's weird that a grown man would hug a naked
fourteen year old boy while he jerks off.  Think I should yell for Mom?
What would Mom say when I tell her I can feel your hard-on in your pants."
Dad would not let me go and he asked, "Why are you so mad at me?"  I kept
jerking my cock as I said, "You watched me dad.  You've jerked off while
you watch me Dad.  You invaded my privacy.  Hell I don't know if you were
one of the dicks I sucked.  Did I suck your dick Dad?"  I stiffened and I
shot my load all over the side of his pants leg.  I started crying and I
asked, "Tell me I didn't give you a blow job Dad?"

Johns' Story

I heard my Dad and Wes yelling at each other in his office and I became
scared.  Dad has not been the same since he saw me and my friends at the
fence.  My Mom and Dad have always been very open with Wes and me.  Today
was the first time I remember my Dad or Wes yelling.  This was something
that just did not happen. I started thinking that it had something to do
with the fence.

To understand my relationship with my parents I need to tell you about me.
As a young kid I liked to go around in just my underpants.  When I wet them
I would take them off and go around naked.  Mom and Dad acted as if this
was normal and for me nudity had become part of my personality.  My little
brother also liked to be naked.  When we were in the house Mom or Dad never
discouraged it.

As puberty started, and I started have erections and I talked to my dad.
He explained that this was normal.  He told me about sex and how I would
produce sperm when I got older.  It was just a part of growing up in our
house.  I started jerking off a few months later.  I remember how excited I
was when I had an emission the first time.  I started calling my Dad and I
ran in the den to show him and my Mom.  My Mom blushed.  Dad told me he was
proud of me but that jerking off should be a private thing.  I asked "Why?"

As I grew older and I grew pubes it gave me a thrill to walk around the
house naked.  Wes followed my pattern about a year later. Sometimes we
would even have a hard-on.  Neither Dad nor Mom told us to stop and they
never told us to go put some clothes on.  I don't know if you would
classify me as a nudist or an exhibitionist.  I sure liked to show my dick
when I became hard.  I began to notice at school that my cock was larger
than most of my classmates and Wes was almost as large as me.

So this was me leading up to the time I heard about the glory hole fence at
the park.  I instantly started to bone up upon hearing about it.  I could
imagine standing out in the open and letting someone suck my dick.  This
would fill two sexual needs for me; being watched naked and getting sucked
off.  I was afraid to ask someone at school to go with me.  They might
think using a glory hole was too gay.  So the only person I knew that would
go with me was Wes.  He became embarrassed and would not go. So I went
alone. You can't imagine my surprise when I saw Dad spying on me.  I put on
a good show for him and acted like I didn't know he was there.  You should
have seen his expression that night when I asked how he liked my show.  He
said he was sorry but I noticed he was getting a hard-on as I talked about
it.  I was able to talk him into going with me the next day to watch me get
another blow job.  I guess you could say our house was perfect.  My brother
and I are exhibitionists and my dad is a voyeur.

Dad not only watched me that day but he came back on Sunday and watched me
and my friends at the fence.  I think this is the day I screwed up.  He was
hiding in some bushes and he was almost crying.  I noticed on the bushes
that he had jerked off.  I said, "Shit Dad did you jerk off?"  He looked
away from me and he left.  I did not see him again until he came in with
Wes.  He still looked upset so I guess I went too far.