Date: Wed, 14 Apr 1999 03:27:26 GMT
From: B C <barrycrew@hotmail.com>
Subject: "Good Morning, Dad" (gm/incest)

Here's another fantasy-based story:
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"Good Morning, Dad"


Another Monday morning and Ted was late again for class.  The alarm clock
went off the tenth time as it showed 8:24 AM.  "Oh, shit!"  He jumped out
of bed, went straight to the bathroom and splashed some cold water on his
sleepy face.  He stared at the mirror.  "Monday... test... 8... shit!"  He
was flying all over the room trying to find something clean to wear.  In
less than three minutes, he was out of his dorm room.

"Sorry for being late, Dad."  Ted entered the classroom clutching his books
and trying to fix the collar of his wrinkled shirt.  "I know I won't have
time to finish the whole test but please let me take the test.  I'll
explain later."

His dad just looked at him.  He handed him a four-page exam.  "Please call
me Dr.  Schneider whenever we're in class.  We want to maintain that
professor-student relationship whenever we're here, ok?"  he whispered.
Bill, Ted's dad, is a computer science professor and happened to be
teaching intermediate programming that semester.  They had been very close
since Ted was little.  Ted had always wanted to be like his dad so he
majored in computer science, hoping to be a professor someday too.
However, his dad suggested that he should work as a system analyst, network
engineer or systems programmer first to get a real-world work experience
then be a professor later on.

"Yes, Dr. Schneider," he mumbled.  He took the stapled papers and found a
seat near the back.  Realizing that he left his pencil in his room, he
asked for one from his dad before sitting down.  Bill Schneider handed him
a pencil and shook his head.  The whole class was silent except for some
scribbling noises.  8:40.  Ten minutes left!  Ted tried to answer as many
questions and programming problems as possible.  He was certain he wouldn't
be able to finish the test, but he was determined to answer at least half
of it.  And besides, this was the first test of the semester.  He could do
better next time.

During the beginning of the semester Ted thought it would be great to
register in his dad's class not just for convenience but because he also
admired the man.  Ted's parents separated when he was in his sophomore year
in high school.  He already got used to the situation.  His parents were
already having relationship problems even before he entered high school.
Both decided not to divorce for Ted's sake.  They waited till he was old
enough before Bill moved out of the house.  Ted loved them both, but his
favorite was his dad.  He could still remember the day when his dad took
him to work.  Bill wasn't a professor then.  He worked as a programmer in
the mid 80's for an insurance company.  He held Ted by the hand and led him
to a huge room that housed the company's mainframe.  Ted looked around,
wide-eyed, and said, "Wow, you work here?"  Since then, he wanted to be
like his father, who was very supportive of Ted's ambitions and dreams.
When his parents separated, Ted decided to live with his mom but would
regularly visit his dad, who moved just outside of town.  They never lost
that close father-son bond.

The rest of the class left the room and Ted was the last one to hand in the
paper.  "Ted, what happened?  This is the first test and you almost missed
it."  Bill put his son's exam paper on top of the pile.

"I was up late studying and finishing the rest of my homework.  I got other
classes, you know.  I was tired.  You know I wouldn't miss an important day
like this.  Don't worry, I'll make it up next time."

Bill sighed.  "See, smarty cat, if you still lived at home with your mom,
you wouldn't be having this problem.  You have been late for class pretty
regularly."

"But it's because this class is at 8 and I've gotten used to waking up late
last semester because my first class was at 11.  And, no, I wouldn't go
back to living at home with mom.  I love her and everything but I think I
need some space.  She probably does too.  And besides, the house isn't that
far from here; I could pay her a visit anytime."

"Ok Just promise me that you won't be late Wednesday morning.  Do you want
me to give you a wake-up call?"  Bill began gathering his things and
stuffed them into his briefcase.

"You got to be kidding."  Ted laughed at the idea, but he was quite
convinced that it was better than waking up to an annoying alarm clock.
"You win, Dad.  What else can I say?"  Ted patted his father on the
shoulders and left.


"Ted, this is your wake up call.  Get your butt out of bed."  5:13 AM.  Ted
couldn't believe how early it was.  He pretended to doze off and snored on
the phone.  "Very funny.  Son, if you don't get up now I will have to bang
on your door."

His voice was still scratchy.  "Ok..... I'm awake..... Why so early?"  Ted
sat up, rubbed his eyes and started stretching.  His eyes could hardly stay
open.

"Well, since I jog everyday before driving to the university, I thought I'd
invite you for a road stretch."  Bill had been a fitness buff even before
Ted was born.  At 46, his well-defined body looked more like of a man in
his mid-30's.  Bill used to be in the swim team during his college years
and had been keeping up his physique even after he married Maureen.  Ted,
on the other hand, was in the football team in high school.  He would have
joined the team in the university but he got tired of it.  However, he
continued on working out in the university athletic center on a regular
basis.

"Sure, Dad, but the breakfast's on you!"

Bill laughed and said, "See you in 15 minutes?"

Ted was still in the bathroom brushing his teeth when his dad knocked on
the door.  "Ready?"  Bill was wearing a gray t-shirt and some running
shorts.  Ted nodded.  He stepped back into the bathroom to rinse.  All he
was wearing was just a pair of black low-rise briefs.  It had been a long
time since Bill had seen his son in his underwear.  Ted had grown a lot.
Bill noticed his son's broad shoulders, powerful pecs, bulging biceps,
six-pack abs, firm buns, and muscular legs and thighs.  His eyes were glued
on Ted's half-naked body as Ted walked to the bathroom.  Seeing his son
reminded him of his swimming days when everyone was clad in swim trunks.
That old feeling was coming back.  The feeling was very familiar.  Lust.
He was lusting after his own son.  He looked up and down his son's figure
and studied it as he waited by the door.

"Dad, would you come in and close the door.  I could feel a draft."  His
son faced him and Bill noticed his bulging front.  Seemed like Ted was
still sporting his morning hard-on.  He could see the shape of Ted's meat.
Slowly, his own cock was beginning to get hard.

"Are we almost ready?  We don't want to be late for class.  By the way,
bring your change of clothes with you just in case it's too late to come
back here."

They drove in Bill's Jeep Cherokee to a man-made lake, which was about 15
minutes from the university.  There was no one there when they arrived.
During the jog, they talked about almost anything just like a normal father
and son would.  They talked about school, the separation, Ted's plan on
buying new tires for his truck, the party he went to last Friday night....
Ted squinted as the rising sun shone on his face.  He looked at his watch.

"Dad, we probably need to head back."  Their pace slowed down.  Bill
stopped running and walked slowly as he checked his pulse rate.  Then they
started to jog back to the jeep.

"Whew, that was a good run.  I'm starving.  You have something edible at
your place, right?"  Ted buckled up then wiped his face with a towel.  His
shirt and shorts were wet with sweat.  He then took off his sweaty shirt
and placed it in his gym bag.  Bill looked at the corner of his eye to
catch a glimpse of his son's beautifully-shaped body.  A dark trail of hair
ran from his chest and disappeared into his shorts.  Ted's bulge was still
there and Bill couldn't help but develop a hard-on.  He wanted to reach
over and touch his son, and maybe even kiss him.  The sight made him proud
to have a gorgeous son but at the same time it turned him on.

"We'll find something, I'm sure.  Gee, this shirt is soaked.  I better take
it off too."  Bill pulled his shirt off, revealing his excellent swimmer's
build.  His toned pecs were lightly covered with dark hair just like his
son, and he too was sporting a trail of hair that led into his sweaty
shorts.  He tossed the shirt to the back seat.  Now his hard-on was
showing.  The huge daddy prick that was bulging under his shorts would be
enough to reveal his secret lust.  Ted tried not to look at his father's
crotch, although he was hoping to get a glimpse of it.  Bill started the
car and drove.

They reached the Northside complex around 6:40.  Bill's was a two-bedroom
apartment.  He had converted one of the bedrooms into an office where he
spent most of his time doing school work.  The interior of the apartment
wasn't impressively decorated; it was more functional than aesthetic.  Ted
noticed that the place looked so much cleaner than the last time he
visited.  When he asked his father whether he'd been hiring a maid, Bill
just laughed.  They headed to the kitchen.

"You can fix anything you want, just make it for two," said Bill.  He gave
his son a squeeze on the shoulder.  Very nice shoulders, he thought.  He
stepped back to admire his son's backside while Ted tried to look for
something in the fridge.  He was feeling hot already just by looking at
him.  Ted stood there for almost 10 seconds as if intentionally letting his
father have a long look at him.

"Son, while you're doing that, I might as well take a quick shower, change,
then eat whatever breakfast you're fixing."

"What?  Are you serious about me fixing breakfast for both of us?"  Ted
said as he placed some eggs on the counter.  Bill didn't say a word but
just walked to the bathroom closed the door.  "I was going to take a shower
first, you know.  Maybe you should fix yourself some cereal instead," Ted
teased.  While he was heating the pan, a picture of his naked dad under a
hot shower popped in his mind.  "Boy, Dad's one hot guy," he whispered to
himself.  He fought the idea of going into the bathroom and jump into the
shower to join his dad.  The thought of that turned him on.  He was
beginning to get aroused.  He did notice how his dad admired his shirtless
body while they were in the car.  Something isn't right here, he thought.

Within a few minutes, Bill came out.  "Your turn, kiddo.  Towels are near
the sink."  Bill came into the kitchen with just a towel wrapped around his
waist.  His hair, beard and mustache were still dripping.  Ted's eyes
immediately fixed on his dad's towel.  Bill noticed that his son was
getting aroused just by looking at him.  He slowly pulled the towel off,
revealing everything, including his huge semi-erect cock.  As he stood
there naked in front of Ted, he started drying his hair.  "I dropped my
hair dryer and broke it the other day and now it's worthless.  Your turn."

Ted was stunned and silent for a few seconds.  "Ok... Here, I fixed some
eggs and toast...  I... I'll be in the shower," Ted said, trying not to
stumble.  He was quite shocked to see him naked.  It didn't seem to bother
Bill.  In fact, he thought, his dad seemed to be intentionally exposing
himself.  This really turned Ted on.  He jacked off under the hot shower,
his fantasy still fixed on his dad.  He wanted so much to feel his father's
enormous man meat.  He stroked his hard dick, often imagining that he was
stroking his father's.  He almost screamed when he reached orgasm.  His cum
oozed out of his engorge 7-inch cut member, down his fingers, and was
washed away down the drain.  That left him exhausted.  It felt really good,
but he wanted more.  He wanted his dad!

Bill had already dressed up when Ted came out of the shower with just a
towel wrapped around his waist.  His dad was sitting on the counter top,
eating his eggs.  He smiled at Ted, and Ted smiled back.  Ted couldn't take
his mind away from his fantasy.

"I started without you, hope you don't mind.  I was so hungry.  These eggs
are good," Bill said as he wiped the egg off the plate with a piece of
toast and put it in his mouth.  Ted didn't say a word.  He smiled, walked
up to the stove, slid the remaining eggs from the skillet onto a plate, and
started eating.  That solo jack-off session he had in the shower surely
left him exhausted and hungry.  Bill poured some orange juice for Ted, then
handed him the glass.  Ted took a small sip of it and placed the glass on
the counter.  He gazed at his father's eyes.

"What happened a while ago?"  Ted asked.

"What?"

"You know, you dried your hair with the towel...."

Bill stood up, leaned against the wall, grinned and crossed his arms.
"And...?  Yes, I dried my hair.  What's wrong with that?"

Ted bit his lips, shrugged his shoulders, and stared at his plate.  He
didn't know what else to say.  It was a very awkward moment for him so he
took their plates to the sink and began washing.  Bill remained standing in
the same position.  Dad is up to something, Ted thought.  Or was it just
natural for his dad to do that since they've been so close?

"You better hurry, son.  We got school at 8, remember?"

Ted was in a trance.  "Huh?  Oh, yeah.  I'll go ahead and get dressed,"
then started walking to the bedroom.

"Hold on, kiddo."  Bill caught him by the arm.  Ted stepped back and faced
his dad.  Without saying a word, Bill unwrapped the towel off his son's
waist.  Ted was taken by surprise.  He stared momentarily at his son's
crotch, enjoying the sight of his shaven balls and dark pubic hair above
his semi-erect cock.  He slowly moved his eyes upward, then looked at Ted's
wet hair.  With the towel in hand, he began drying Ted's hair.

"Your hair's still dripping," he said to his son then handed him the towel.
Ted wrapped the towel around himself again and went to the bedroom.  As he
closed the door behind him, he let out a deep sigh. It was the strangest
thing, he thought to himself.  Dad was trying to send signals!  Ted had
been hiding in the closet since he was a small kid because he didn't want
to disappoint his parents.  He knew there was something different about
himself, but never acknowledged it until he was in his junior year in high
school.  The thought of his dad being gay too made him wonder.  What if....

Both of them got into the car.  Ted sat there silently, still in deep
thought.  Bill reached over and patted his son on the thigh.  "I'm thinking
of jogging again tomorrow morning, how about you?"  Bill started the car.

"Tomorrow?  Sure, why not?"  There was an excitement in his voice.  In
fact, he was very excited about it.

"Are you doing something tonight?  Maybe we should go and try the newly
opened Mexican restaurant on Moore avenue.  I heard it's a great place.  My
treat."

"Tonight?  But...."  He remembered that he was supposed to meet his best
friend Norman and a study group that night.  He thought about calling
Norman in the afternoon to say he wouldn't be able to make it.  "Well,
since you're paying.... how can I resist?"

"Meet me there or should I pick you up?"

"Don't feel like driving, Dad."

"Ok.  At seven?"

"Cool."

"By the way," Bill added, "since we're jogging again tomorrow morning, why
not spend the night at the apartment so I wouldn't have to pick you up
again.  Unless you want to drive..."

"Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt, huh?  Unless you still snore..."

"What, me?  I never snore," Bill said with a laugh.  "Ask your mother."

The rest of the day was a typical Monday, but Ted was all hyped up.  He was
really looking forward to spending the night at his dad's apartment.  His
fantasy might come true, he thought.  Then he remembered how his dad looked
at him when he was standing in the kitchen, drying himself, and how his dad
looked at his naked body afterwards.  The scene kept playing over and over
in his mind.

After running a few errands that evening, Bill jumped into his jeep and
drove back to the university.  The watch showed 6:54.  As he drove, he
tried to think whether he had forgotten something.  He had called for
reservations, made the bed, got some candles, rented a movie...  Nope.
Everything's all set, he thought.  He was very excited about the "date"
with Ted.  He laughed at the idea.  He couldn't believe he had an
attraction towards his own son.  He kind of knew there was something
special about Ted, and thought of taking a chance to confirm his
suspicions, and maybe develop something out of it.

When Bill drove up to the dorm, Ted was already at the front entrance,
waiting.  Bill's dick became stiff as soon as he saw him.  He reached into
his pocket to fix himself, hoping that Ted wouldn't notice it. Ted opened
the door and tossed his back pack to the back seat.

"We're running a little late, aren't we?" Ted joked.  He pointed at his
watch.

"At least it's not an exam we're going to.  Besides, we have plenty of
time.  If they already canceled our reservations, there's always Taco
Bell!"

The dinner at the new restaurant was very interesting for both.  On
occasion, Ted caught his father staring at him, and vice-versa.  The
conversation topics ranged from sports to South American geography.  Ted
could hardly finish the meal without laughing.  He also admired his dad's
sense of humor.  Bill could find something funny in everything.

As they drove home, the conversation never stopped.  They were really
enjoying each others' company.  Ted was happy that he could spend some time
with his dad, not to mention spending the night with him after what had
happened in his dad's kitchen that day.  He didn't know what to expect that
night.  Bill, on the other hand, had some plans.


When they reached the apartment, Bill offered to carry his son's back pack
into the bedroom.  Ted sat in the living room and turned on the TV, hoping
to distract himself from his nervousness.  Some shuffling noise was coming
from his father's bedroom.

"Dad, need some help?"

"No, everything's fine.  I'll be there in a second.  Say, which side of the
bed do you want?"

"Uh, well, I can always sleep on the couch.  I don't think we have enough
room there," Ted said, although he knew the bed was a king-size.  He was
hoping his dad would insist.

"Of course there's plenty of room.  But if you'd prefer sleeping by
yourself, I'll take the couch."

Ted thought for a while.  "Couch... I mean, I'll take the couch.  That's
your bed.  I'm just a guest."

"Ok.  Whatever you say.  Pop the movie into the VCR, will yah?"

A few minutes later, Bill came out of the bedroom in a white t-shirt and
plaid boxers.  He sat down on the recliner, pushed back and sat
comfortably.  Ted got up and went to the bedroom to change into something
more comfortable.  When he came out, he was wearing just a pair of blue
cotton boxers.  This really caught his dad's attention.  He smiled at Ted
as he sat down on the couch.

"Feel better?"

"Much better."  He looked at his dad.  "And you?"

"Same here.  Want something to drink?"

"I'll get something."

"There's some cold beer."

Ted walked to the kitchen and returned with some beer.  He walked over to
his dad and handed him one, then sat down on the couch again.  As they were
watching the movie, Bill stood up, walked to the couch and sat down right
beside his son, placing his hand on Ted's thigh.  Ted saw what his dad was
trying to do.  He moved closer to his dad and put his left arm around him
without saying a word. He turned his head to look at his father and smiled.
Bill smiled back.  Both were silent.  Then Bill placed his lips on his
son's and gave a quick kiss.  Ted returned the favor, but this time he
kissed longer and more passionately.  They turned to face each other and
kissed like lovers, feeling each other's tongue.  So passionate, they
didn't want to let go.  Then Bill gently pushed Ted down and, lying face
down on him, continued kissing him on the lips, then on his neck,
shoulders, and nipples.  He licked and sucked on one of them.  Ted moaned
in delight and ran his fingers through his dad's soft hair.  Bill could
feel his son's prick poking through the boxers, wanting to come out.  He
pressed his stomach harder against Ted's bulging groin and Ted moaned
louder.  Ted placed both of his hands on his dad's back and began caressing
him.  Bill moved towards his son's lips to kiss them.  Again, their tongues
explored each other's mouths.  Ted grabbed his dad's boxers by the garter
and slowly lowered them.  But Bill stopped him and told him that it was too
early.  "Let's take it slowly," his dad whispered.  Bill sat up and took
off his shirt.  The sight of his dad's gorgeous body heightened his
excitement.  Ted placed his hands on his dad's shoulders to massage them.
He moved closer and closer until his face touched Bill's chest.  He began
sucking and licking on the nipples like his dad did.

"Why don't we move to the bedroom?" his dad asked.  He stood up and led his
son to the bedroom.  To Ted's amazement, he saw that his dad had lighted
several white candles of different sizes and shapes and placed them on both
night stands, lighting the room with warmth.  Shadows played on the walls.
The bed was already made for two.

He looked at his dad and said, "You knew this was coming?"

Bill wrapped his arms around him and nodded.  "You know I love you, son,
and I think you're very handsome.  You've grown a lot and I'm very proud of
you."

"Dad, I love you too.  I've always admired you since I was little.  Kissing
the man I admire the most is a dream come true."

Ted caressed the back of Bill's neck.  Bill sat down on the bed and pulled
his son towards him.  Ted placed his legs on either side of his dad and sat
down between his hairy legs, their groins pressed against each other.  Ted
wrapped his legs around Bill.  As they kissed, they could feel each other's
aroused dicks.  Bill began licking his son's muscular chest, swirling the
tongue around the nipples and played with the hair.  Ted's breathing became
faster and faster.  Then he stood up right in front of his dad. Bill
noticed that his son's boxers were tenting over the fully-aroused cock and
a wet spot had already developed.  He gave it a kiss and placed his right
hand in Ted's boxers through the left leg opening.  He reached in for Ted's
balls and began massaging them.  Then, with Ted's boxers still on, his dad
began stroking him.  Ted couldn't take the suspense anymore.

"Dad, take my boxers off."

Bill responded by slowly lowering his boy's boxers, revealing his stiff
cock.  Bill grabbed Ted by the ass, slid his cock into his mouth, and began
sucking, moving in and out in a steady, rhythmic fashion, moistening every
inch of it.  Ted enjoyed the sensation of his dad's warm mouth so he pushed
in his cock faster and deeper, slapping his ball sac on his old man's chin.
He was surprised that his dad sucked like a professional.  Bill stopped
sucking and looked at Ted's moistened cock.  He lifted the covers and moved
to the center of the bed.

"Care to join me, son?"

Ted smiled and joined his dad under the covers.  He moved closer, their
bodies touching.  He felt that his dad had already removed his boxers.  He
reached for Bill's firm buns and squeezed them.  While laying on his side,
Bill lifted his right leg and placed his son's hand on the area between his
hole and balls.  Ted moved his hand until he could feel his dad's hairy
sac.  He could tell his dad liked this so he lingered there a little bit
and played with the balls.  Then he moved towards his dad's hairy ass hole
and pressed his middle finger on it.  Bill's body jerked, then moved his
hips back and forth.

"Oh, that feels so good!"

He reached for Ted's meat and stroked it.  After a few minutes, Ted lifted
the covers to take a look at his father's fat 8-inch cock.  He had always
wanted to suck on it.  He got his chance now.  He began kissing his dad
from the chest to the pubic hair.  He tongued his dad's dark pubic hair,
drenching it with spit.  Then, while he sucked on the ball sac, his right
hand gripped the shaft of daddy's meat.  He gently squeezed it until precum
glistened at the tip.  Ted licked the enormous pink head, occasionally
stopping to enjoy the flavor in his mouth.  Inch by inch, he swallowed his
father's engorged member.  Bill moaned and pushed his hips upward.  Ted
turned towards the foot of the bed and placed his cock on top of his dad's
face.  They sucked, stroked, and fingered each other.  Bill moistened Ted's
puckered hole with his tongue.  He pressed his tongue harder on the hole
until he could penetrate him with it.  This was a new experienced for Ted
and he enjoyed every minute.  Ted continued sucking on his dad as his dad
licked Ted's ass hole.  Bill moved back to his son's dripping cock and
slurped the juice coming out of it.  They continued on sucking each other.
Then Ted began to face-fuck his dad, his cock moved in and out the man's
hungry mouth.  His pace got faster and his moaning got louder.

"Dad... I'm about to cum........I'm cumming!"

Bill didn't stop sucking.  He wanted his son to cum in his mouth.  At last,
Ted's thick cream filled his dad's mouth and spilled some on his chin.
Bill savored and swallowed his son's juice.  Bill felt he was going to cum
too.  Without warning, he shot up a load into his son's mouth.  It was the
first time Ted ever tasted cum and didn't want to waste a drop.
Afterwards, he cleaned his dad's shaft with his tongue, and licked off some
cum that landed on his balls and pubic hair.  Bill gave Ted's balls a
tongue bath as his son's erection subsided.  Ted moved towards the head of
the bed.  Their lips met and began kissing passionately.  Ted licked off
some of his own cum on his father's face.  Bill laughed and joked about how
messy he was.

"I love you, Dad."

"I love you too, son."  Then they fell asleep on each other's arms.

The alarm went off the next morning.  Ted opened his eyes and reached for
the alarm clock.  5 o'clock.  His dad was still asleep.  Bill woke up to
his son's kisses.

"Good morning, Dad. Time for a jog."

Bill opened his eyes.  He smiled at Ted and kissed him back.

"Good morning.  How are you?" he said, while playing with his son's hair.

"I'm doing just fine.  I really enjoyed our time together last night.  You
were great!  I never thought you were..."

"Gay?  Yes, I am.  That's why your mom and I separated.  But your mom still
doesn't know.  This will be our own little secret, ok?"

"Ok.  I love you, Dad.  I really do."

"I love you too."  Bill paused, and said, "How about skipping the jog
today?"

"And?...."  Ted grinned as he moved closer.  He hugged his dad and their
lips met for another passionate kiss.  They made love again that morning
before leaving for school.

It was Bill's idea for Ted to move in with him that summer.  And from that
time on, Ted was never late for his morning classes.

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