Date: Mon, 04 Sep 2006 11:51:39 -0700
From: tball101@hotmail.com
Subject: Inspired by the Son - Chapter 3

This story is fiction, but it is inspired by a true incident involving a
father and son and the events that unfolded afterwards.

There are graphic depictions of male homosexuality contained in this story
so if you don't like it, don't read it.

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"Inspired by the Son" - Chapter Three

Josh was sobbing uncontrollably and I really didn't know what to say.

Here was my young, gorgeous jock son, who could have any girl he wanted, and
instead, a guy was fucking him: a beautiful black stud with the body of a
God and a huge cock to match.

"Okay, I know it just happened. But are you gay?  Are you ready to be called
a fag for the rest of your life?" I said, sounding a bit harsh.

"I never wanted to be," he cried. "I can't help it, Dad, you don't
understand"

Well, I understood more than I wanted to admit at this point. Still, my
fatherly duties compelled me to do the "right" thing.

"Are you a fag?!" I pressed. I don't know why I was being so hard on the
kid. Maybe I wanted to hear him say he was a total cock-sucking faggot and
open a new conversation.

"No! Its just Troy, it just happened, all right? I'm not into guys." Josh
sobbed.

"You're right. I don't understand. After what I saw yesterday that's hard to
believe", I said. "It sure looked like you were into guys then."

Josh just whimpered a little more.

"Look, all I know is that you're my son and I don't want you to throw your
life away. Now this shit has got to stop. You hear me?"

The conversation was pretty much over.

Josh brokenheartedly promised not to see Troy anymore and I promised him
that I wouldn't tell his Mother. There was stony silence for most of the
ride home.

As I drove home with Josh whimpering the whole way, I felt terrible. My kid
was a mess because I basically called him a fag and told him that he
couldn't have sex with one of the hottest guys on the planet.

Even worse was the fact that all I really wanted to do was talk to Josh more
about Troy and hear all the lurid details of their hot sex life together.

I really wanted to ask him how it felt to have that black pole up his ass
and in his mouth.

But I couldn't. I was his Dad.

I was very conflicted about the whole thing.

On paper, this is what I supposed to do, right? Protect my son from a
potentially harmful relationship and stop him from making a choice that
could ruin his future. After all, no father wants his son to turn out to be
a fag.

But I was a bit embarrassed about how I handled the situation. I was a gay
bashing dick and I really tore my son up. In retrospect, I now know that I
was compensating for the fact that the whole thing turned me on, but at the
moment, that fact eluded me.


We got back to house to find my wife and daughter back from their weekend
trip. Josh said hello to his Mom and sister as he walked morosely into his
bedroom and closed his door.

Janine asked me what was wrong with him and I told her that he just wasn't
feeling good. "What you guys do this weekend, you have fun?" she asked
innocently.

Seeing that the answer "You know, not much, just walked in on Josh getting
fucked by Troy. It was really hot!" would have been awkward and raised some
tough questions; I just told her that we "hung out".

It felt really weird not telling my wife, Josh's Mom, what had happened, but
I couldn't bring myself to do it. I promised Josh I wouldn't and I knew that
if Janine found out, the shit would really hit the fan.

I was very jittery that night. I had lied to my wife and I kept on thinking
of Josh and Troy. I was a bit nervous having all these gay sexual thoughts
in my head with my wife in such close proximity. I wondered if she could
tell if I had changed in any way.

I was also fucking horny. We went to bed and I made my old, familiar sexual
advances and Janine said she was too tired. That was pretty much par for the
course.

She went to my bed and I went to my study "to work".

As I sat behind my desk stroking my dick, I started to Google words like
"gay sex", "big black cock" and "black white gay sex".

The websites that popped up blew my mind. I didn't dare join any, paranoid
that I could be traced. But I blew a huge load just looking at the pics on
the welcome pages.


By the end of the school week, my wife was pressing me on what was wrong
with Josh.

He had been moping around the house like a dead man. Troy hadn't been over
to visit all week and Josh would barely crack a smile. All he did was stay
in his room.

Janine had tried to talk to him and got nowhere. She was very concerned.

I felt terrible for the kid. Here I was getting off every night thinking
about him taking Troy's huge cock and yet I made him feel bad about it. I
basically called him a fag and told him he was fucked up. I was such a
hypocrite.

Making me feel like even more of a hypocrite, I starting thinking the times
I fooled around with my friend Peter when I was 14.

It wasn't much: a little "you show me yours and I'll show you mine"
culminating with a few awkward blowjob attempts. But I still remember
looking at my friend Peter's nicely shaped, veiny cock and thinking about
how much I wanted to suck it, all the time.

In fact, I would have blown Peter all the time if he let me. But we were
both young and very scared that someone would find out what we were doing.
We stopped our fooling around and we drifted apart during high school.

I never talked to anyone about that deep dark secret. Not a soul.

I felt compelled to talk to Josh. Yes, I wanted to be closer to him as a
father, but I also wanted to be closer to this heat. I needed to know more.
I needed to hear more about Troy and how it felt to be his bitch.

I was very nervous about what I would say. After all, I didn't want Josh to
think his old man was a fag. But I thought that maybe, if I was more honest
with Josh I could make him feel better. This whole situation had brought up
a lot of shit for me and to say that I wasn't quite thinking straight would
be an understatement.


On Thursday night, I gently knocked on Josh's door and walked into his
bedroom to find him lying on his bed staring at the ceiling; he was wearing
a t-shirt and a pair of sweat shorts that highlighted his lithe jock body.

"Hey man, how you doing?" I asked sheepishly.

"I'm fine", he said, not taking his eyes off the ceiling.

"Come on, Josh, sit up. I want to talk to you for a minute." I said as I sat
on the edge of his bed.

Josh sat up averting his eyes.

"Hey look Josh, I want to apologize to you. I wasn't very understanding the
other day, I could have handled things a little better." I said.

He replied smartly.  "You think?"

"Look, man, I'm sorry, but you've got to cut me some slack here. I mean come
on, I got a little bit of a shock", I pleaded.

Josh looked over to me, his eyes welling over with tears. "I'm sorry Dad."
He broke down and started to cry, covering his face with his hands.

I pulled my son into my arms and held him as he sobbed. I gently told him,
"It's okay, Josh. It's okay." I gave him a little kiss on his head.

As Josh started spouting semi-hysterical gibberish through his sobs about
being sorry and asking if I told his mother, I couldn't help but feel his
hard young body through his t-shirt. His muscles were so taut and sinewy I
started to feel a stirring in my dick.

"God, I am sick!" I thought. But I felt so close to my son at that moment I
didn't care.

"Josh", I whispered, looking into his face. "It's okay. I just want you to
be happy, that's all. If you're gay, it's okay. I'll always love you."

He sobbed again, sounding strangely comforted. "Dad, I never thought I was
gay. It was just Troy. I think I'm in love with him."

Love? Where'd love come into this, I cynically thought. It was clear to me
that cock had more to do with it than love did.

"Does Troy love you?" I asked.

"I don't know", he sniveled. "I think he does... I don't know. I'm sorry". He
started to cry again. My shoulder was wet with tears.

"Okay now, look at me Josh." I said trying to make eye contact. "It's okay.
I understand. You and Troy have a relationship."

Josh looked at me blinking tears out of his eyes.

My heart was pounding out of my chest. "Josh, I'm going to tell you
something that I've never told anyone in my life, okay?"

Josh's looked at me with a mixture of fear and curiosity.

"When I was a little younger than you," my voice wavered a bit, "I fooled
around with a guy too."

I was shaking. I couldn't believe I was telling my son this. As nervous as I
was, my dick was getting harder in my pants.

He looked a bit horrified. "What do you mean?" he said.

"I fooled around with a friend of mine. We were young and confused and it
happened. Just like you said about you and Troy, it happened." I said a bit
defensively.

I looked at Josh for some sort of reaction but he just stared at me.

I felt totally exposed. Now tears were welling up in my eyes. "I just wanted
to let you know, that I understand what you're going through more than you
think, okay?"

"Thanks Dad", Josh said as he rushed in to give me a quick hug. We both held
each other and for a minute. Both of our hearts were pounding. He felt so
good in my arms.

"So there," I said pulling back and looking into his face, "Now you know my
big secret too. You okay with that?"

Josh's smiled through his subsiding tears and he let out an ironic laugh.
"Yeah, I'm okay with it. I'm a little shocked, but..."

"Now you know how I felt the other day!" I said cutting him off.

We both laughed. The ice was broken and a huge weight was lifted from my
shoulders. There was suddenly a feeling of openness between us that I had
never felt before.

"Okay, I'm glad we bonded," I said as the laugh subsided, "but you have to
understand, I'm your father and I'm concerned about you. You get that?"

Josh shook his head yes.

"I support you 100 percent but first of all, I want you guys to practice
safe sex. End of discussion." I said somewhat sternly.

"We do Dad. Troy always wears a condom." Josh said earnestly.

"Josh, I saw cum all over your face and you were licking it up. I don't
think that's safe." I said trying to be matter of fact. I was getting hard
thinking about this shit.

Josh was a little taken aback. "It's okay Dad I checked it out, you hardly
ever get HIV that way. I looked it up. We haven't been with anyone else
anyway."

"Well, I just hope it tastes good." I said trying to lighten the mood,
skating on the fine line of appropriateness.

Josh looked at me and laughed a snotty laugh through his clogged nasal
passages.

"Troy always wears a condom?" I asked again.

Josh bobbed his head in the affirmative and said, "Yeah".

"Shit, I didn't think they made them that big." I said, again on that fine
line.

Josh looked at me kind of shocked and laughed.

I laughed too. "How big is that thing, anyway? It looks huge."

Josh looked at me quizzically. "Dad!" he said embarrassed.

"Well, I can certainly see what you like about the guy." I said, gustily
jumping over any last bit of decency

"Dad, cut it out," he said obviously a bit weirded out.

"Sorry." I said as I flashed an evil grin. "But I have to admit, Troy is
pretty hot."

Josh smiled, somewhat embarrassed. "Yeah, he really is."

I was rock hard again. Talking openly about all this gay shit was really
turning me on. I noticed Josh kept his crotch covered with his pillow.

"Okay, well, everything's going to be alright. Is Troy coming over this
weekend?" I asked.

"We weren't planning on it. Things have been a little weird this week, you
know..." Josh answered tentatively.

"Well, let's get things back to normal. Just try not to have sex while your
mother and sister is in the house", I said with a smile.

Josh laughed again. "Yeah, okay, we'll try," he said.

"Good," I said and gave Josh a smile.

"So seriously, how big is that thing?" I said again.

Josh looked at me sheepishly and said, "It's big, Dad."

"Ten inches?" I asked.

"Dad!" he said losing patience.

"Alright, sorry!" I said as I got up to leave, my bulge prominent in my
pants. "But it has to be at least ten inches".

I noticed Josh's eyes shoot to my pup tent as I stood up. He looked from my
crotch up to my eyes.

"Sorry about that", I said readjusting my package. "I really think I should
go now."

Josh's eyes dropped back to my bulging crotch and he shook his head slightly
in disbelief. "Yeah, see ya Dad."

I walked out of his room and made a beeline to my study, hoping that I
wouldn't bump into my wife and have to explain the raging hard on in my
pants.

I was totally titillated, horned out and confused. Not only did I tell my
son that I had fooled around with a guy, I openly lusted for his boyfriends
cock and flaunted my bulge right to his face.

What was I doing? I was swept up in this whole scenario and I couldn't help
it.


Saturday came and things seemed back to normal.

My wife and daughter went out to do their normal Saturday routine of
shopping and a movie and Troy came over the house to hang with Josh as
usual.

Josh was still in the shower as Troy came into the house. He was looking
particularly hot, wearing a form fitting work out shirt and a sharp pair of
shiny basketball shorts that draped his package perfectly. I couldn't help
but check him out as he walked into the kitchen holding a football.

"Hey Mr. C, how you doing today?" he smiled at me with that wide grin.

Troy had said hello to me hundreds of times in exactly the same way, but for
some reason, this time my heart skipped a beat and my pulse jumped when he
looked at me.

"I'm good Troy, how are you?" I said trying to be normal.

"Good, man. Just gonna hang with my boy, you know right?" he said smiling.

Yeah, I did know. In fact what I knew had me totally distracted. I couldn't
get the image of Troy and "his boy" hanging out together out of my mind.

"Yeah, well, Josh will be out in a minute. You guys have fun, okay?" I said
a bit awkwardly.

"Oh, we will, Mr. C", he said smiling at me again like the cat that ate the
canary.

I rushed to my study a bit flustered. The way Troy smiled and looked at me
had me in a tizzy. Did he know how I felt about his dick? Did Josh tell him?
My heart was racing and my imagination was working overtime.

Then again, I was probably just imagining things. On the surface of it, he
talked to me and smiled at me like he did a hundred times before.

I convinced myself that it was just my knowledge of their sexual
relationship that had me reading between the lines and adding in subtext.

The boys went outside to throw the ball around and I hung out in the house
not knowing to do with myself. I'd occasionally look out at them playing,
kind of hoping I'd catch them having sex again. At one point, Troy saw me
watching in the window and smiled and ran over to talk to Josh. "Oh my God!"
I thought, "Is he talking about me?"

I was letting my imagination run away. I was ridiculous. I settled in behind
my desk and starting to browse for gay porn to distract myself.


A little while later I heard the front door open and someone come into the
house. Then there was a little knock on my door.

"Hey Mr. C, can I come in?" It was Troy! My heart leapt into my mouth.

"Yeah, what's up?" I said, anxiously closing my laptop.

Troy walked in and stood in front of my desk. "Sorry to bother you, but I
heard that you were curious about the size of my dick."

"What?" I said with a little laugh, totally stunned.

"You got a ruler?" he said as he reached down into his pants and pulled out
his semi hard python.

I was floored. "What are you doing?" I stammered weakly, my eyes fixed on
his dick.

It was magnificent. It wasn't fully hard but it looked like to be at least
seven inches.

"Yeah, it's not that big yet." Troy wagged his fleshy totem pole at me. "You
gotta get it hard for me first to get a good measurement."

I just sat there, my eyes still locked on his unbelievably gorgeous cock. I
didn't know what to do.

"You want some of this Mr. C?" he asked wiggling his dick at me again.

I just looked at him blankly. He was smiling down at me. He was so cocky.

"Where's Josh?" I asked.

"Oh, don't worry about him, Mr. C. He's outside somewhere. Why don't you
come over here and find out how big this gets for your self?" he said.

I was in a trance. All I could see was that big, gorgeous dick in front of
me and I wanted it bad. But this was totally wrong. My son was around and
could walk in on us at any second. What would happen if we got caught? The
implications were mind-boggling.

"I don't think so, man", I laughed nervously. "I got the idea, fun's over."

"Alright," he said, "just thought I'd help you out. You sure you don't want
a piece of this?"

Troy wagged his thick fleshy dick at me again. Man, it was hot; so thick and
roped with bulging veins. The head had to be as big as a coke can.

My eyes shot over to the door and then back to Troy's cock. My heart was
pounding out of my chest and my cock was pre-cumming in my pants. I couldn't
think straight. I needed that dick.

I slowly moved around to the front of the desk and got on my knees at Troy's
feet.

"There you go Mr. C, get right in there," Troy said coaxing me on.

I looked up from his cock to his beautiful face. He smiled at me
convincingly and said, "Go ahead man, eat that cock."

I reached out with my hand and grabbed his cock by the base and wiggled back
and forth a bit in front of my face. I couldn't believe the heft of it!

"Yeah, baby, that's it. Play with that bitch," Troy encouraged me.

I felt like I was having an out of body experience as I looked up into his
eyes, opened wide and put the head of his dick in my mouth.

His cock was unbelievable. It still wasn't fully hard yet so it was rubbery
and spongy in my mouth. I licked the beautiful head, pulled it out of my
mouth and just stared at it for a second. I swear, it was the size of a
small apple.

"What you doing looking at it? Suck that cock bitch!" Troy said somewhat
sharply taking me a bit aback.

I was a bit appalled and turned on at the same time. Instinctually, I
responded by stuffing as much of Troy's cock into my mouth as I could. It
was so hot!!

I started to slurp and lick and bob and I could feel his cock starting to
get harder and bigger.

"That's it bitch. You like that dick?" he asked imperiously.

I just moaned in the affirmative, my mouth stuffed with his man meat. He was
getting pretty hard at this point and I couldn't believe the size of this
dick.

I was in another world. I licked up and down the sides of his thick cock and
began to slobber on his tool with zeal. I tasted a drop of pre-cum on my
tongue and moaned again with excitement.

"Yeah, like father, like son." he said with a bit of amusement in his voice.
"Yo Josh!" he yelled. "Get your ass in here, man!"

Troy's cock popped out of my mouth as I stopped dead in my tracks,
horrified.

Josh walked into the study holding his rock hard dick in his hand and looked
me straight in the eyes with a mixture of embarrassment, fear and lust.

"What the fuck?" was all I could manage wiping trails of saliva and pre-cum
from my chin. I looked back at the Troy's glistening ten-inch dick in my
face as if I had just got caught with a smoking gun.

"You owe my twenty bucks man." Troy said matter of factly. "I told you he'd
suck it."

They had bet on me??

Josh looked like he was in rapture as he looked back at me and tugged on his
dick a bit. "Yeah man," he said dreamily.

I was brought out of my sudden state of shock with a face slap from Troy's
turgid dick.

"Hey man, what you doing? Get back on that dick, boy!" Troy said to me
aggressively.

I looked up at Troy and then back at Josh. He moaned and closed his eyes as
he started to pull his pud feverishly.

"Come on man, finish what you started." Troy said as he gave me another
little slap on my face with his somewhat deflating dick.

I opened up and took Troy's slick cock back in my mouth in somewhat of a
daze. Man, I loved it.

"That's it bitch," Troy said softly. "You like sucking cock, don't you?"

"Mmmm, hmmm" I moaned as I sucked.

"Yeah, I know you do." He said. "Why don't you try some white meat and help
my boy out too?"

My eyes opened wide with shock as he pulled his cock out of my mouth.

"Josh get over here."


Well that's the third episode of this sordid tale of cock lust. I hope you
enjoyed the read. We'll pick up with the continuation of this incestuous
threesome soon.

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