Date: Mon, 18 Jun 2001 17:00:49 EDT
From: Yakovl@aol.com
Subject: I Had Sex with My Dad  Pt.1

This happened to me a few weeks ago.  I haven't spoken to anyone about it,
and have some mixed feelings, so I thought that I would write it down.

I had sex with my Dad...holy shit..I had sex with my Dad.

I am 24.  6'3", weigh about 190, brown hair buzzed, deep blue eyes.  I work
out at the gym 4-5 times a week.  I am by no means a body builder, but I am
in great shape.  I have a naturally smooth chest, with a "treasure trail"
from my navel down to my pubes, which I keep neat and trimmed.  I work
inside sales for a large company.  I also have a son from a relationship
with a girl I met when I was in college.  He is the light of my life, and
just turned 4.  Jr. lives with his mother.  I see him as often as possible.
Usually every weekend.

I am an only child.  I lost my mother when I was in eighth grade.  I lived
with my uncle and aunt and their five kids until I graduated from high
school.  My Dad was so distraught about losing my Mom, that he couldn't
cope with me, or the world around him and got transferred out of state.  I
guess I didn't know any better, so Dad became more of a friend to me, I saw
him on weekends, holidays, and summers.  I'd hear remarks from my relatives
that "he wasn't doing all that well".  Wasn't "taking care of himself".
That "he was drinking too much", that "he was gaining weight".  He "used to
be so athletic", so on and so on..everyone whispered around me. I was
oblivious.he was my Dad, and he went through a tragic loss.I did too, but I
was kept busy, surrounded by a house of cousins, was very athletic myself,
and had a ton of friends.

It wasn't until I was in college that I started to get closer with my Dad.
You see he was 19 when he had me.  He and my Mom were college freshmen.
They met first semester and she got pregnant.so when I went to college, it
all started coming back to him.it was like reliving his youth.  He would
call me twice a week.  Visit on weekends.  He was really interested in my
girlfriend, and what we did and my studies and so on.Sure he participated
in my High School years, but never like this.

And yes, he was out of shape, smoked, drank.usually unshaven.  But
something happened when I told him that my girl fiend and I were gonna have
a baby.  Believe me it wasn't planned.  But she was determined to keep it.
Her family is really liberal, and mine, hell, what's one more.I remember
talking to my Dad, and telling him, like he was just a good friend, and I
saw something change in his eyes.he just broke.

It wasn't that he was disappointed in me and what was happening in my life,
it was, as he sobbed to me, " I am so sorry that I haven't been a father to
you."  You deserve so much more.  I am going to make it up to you." And he
held me in his arms and cried.  It was the first time that my Dad really
hugged me since my Mom left.

My girlfriend and I were in no way prepared to get married.  I know it
sounds selfish, but I wanted to finish school.  She was so cool about it.
I don't think she really wanted to be in school.  She just wanted to have
some fun, so she left and my beautiful son was born.  I know you probably
don't believe this, but she is totally cool with me.  She lives with her
family and hasn't remarried.  Jr. stays with her Mom while she works.  He's
a really happy kid.

And, true to his word, my Dad re-entered my life.  He was in the hospital
with me while my son was being born, supported me in every way.  I spent
weekends at his new house.  He moved closer to all of us.  All during this
time, he began to work out again, he ran a lot, lifted weights.  He quit
smoking and stopped his heavy drinking.  He was mostly always clean- too.
He even asked me to move in with him, but I had already rented an apartment
with one of my very close college buddies.

My Dad turned 43 last month.  He looks better than ever.  Everyone says
that we could be brothers.  That there isn't a trace of my Mom in me, it's
all my Dad. Oh I forgot to tell you, when my son was born, he said he looks
just like my Mom..go figure.

So like I said, he's back in shape, big damn arms, better bis and tris than
I could ever imagine.  Says he works out twice a day sometimes.  His chest
is smooth, really defined, with a nice six pack.  Needless to say I was
totally jealous.  I am 24, almost 20 years younger and my Dad had a better
body than mine.

Ok so here we were a few weeks ago, My son and I were spending the weekend
with my dad at his place, something we do at least once a month.  It was
late Saturday night, we had worked in the yard all day.  My son was sound
asleep in the other room.  It was hotter than hell in the house, Dad was
lying on the couch.  He was wearing just a pair of sweat shorts. I was in a
chair at the end of the couch, wearing a tank and shorts.  We were both
bare foot, and freshly showered.

Dad had fallen asleep as we were channel surfing.  All of a sudden I feel
something and it's my Dad's foot on my leg.  It wasn't rubbing, just
touching.  And let me tell you something.  I got hard.what the hell was
wrong with me?  I looked over at Dad and he was on his back, all FUCKING
buff, and asleep.and his foot was touching my leg.  I was all of a sudden
turned on by my Dad.

I didn't want to wake him.  He way lying there with one arm behind his
head, and his arm pit hair was showing, it still looked damp from the
shower.  It was weird, all I wanted to do was smell it.  I never felt this
way before.

I must have moved a bit because he shifted his legs and now both feet were
touching me.  He is big on being clean these days and both feet were clean,
and smooth he always trims his nails and is conscious of hygiene.  Not big
on colognes, just natural smells.

I have never felt like this before, but I really wanted to touch his feet.
I wanted to touch his legs..I wanted to touch his stomach.  I looked at his
nipples; they are just like mine.oh man, what is happening to me?



End of Part One

I swear this is true, and don't know if you want to hear the rest.please
let me know.

Email me: Yakovl@aol.com