Date: Tue, 12 Apr 2005 02:55:04 -0400 (EDT)
From: kevin kellie <kevinthekellie@yahoo.ca>
Subject: It's About Time 2: Payed Back Time -- an alternate to My Loving Dad

            For hours I just lay awake beside my wife.  What the hell had
I done with my very own son.  I thought I had loved Shelly and knew I
loved Cody.  My dammed cock had ruled me.  I had to apologize to Cody.  I
was being eaten away with guilt.  I had treated my own son like some
prostitute  off the street.  My very own son.  I just had to talk to him
tomorrow and tell him how sorry I was and try anything to make it up to
him.  I felt my eye lids closing and the next thing I remember all these
sick dreams I had my son telling me what a dammed looser I was.



            I went down stairs for breakfast.  My wife was sitting
drinking her coffee across from her was Cody.  He looked up then down at
his plate.  "Good morning Dad."  Cody said.

            I didn't know what to say.  I felt like a dirty monster
after the way I treated my son the night before.  I decided to take the
easy way out.  "I have an early meeting Shelly."  I said.  "Talk to
you when I get home tonight.  I'll grab a coffee and donut at the
meeting."  I turned around and headed for the door and out I went
hearing Shelly saying bye as I walked out the door.  All I could think
about was how I had treated my own son the night before.  I knew I had to
face Cody and that was that.  I could never put myself in a state like I
had the night before again.  I knew Cody would be home at three and
Shelly wouldn't be home until six.  I was usually home around six also
after my work out at the gym.  I told my boss I wasn't feeling well and
left work at two thirty.  I didn't go to the gym but went right home.  I
sat in the kitchen waiting or Cody.  At long last the kitchen door opened
and in walked Cody.  He looked at me as soon as he walked in the door.
"Hi Dad."  He said.

            "We got to talk about last night Cody."  I said.  "I
dearly love you and how I behaved last night was inexcusable." .

"I thought I loved you too Dad."  Cody came over to me and put his hand
on my shoulder.  "But after last night I'm not so sure I do any more.
But lets go down stairs and discuss it anyway."

            I thought to myself " my good wonderful son was willing to
talk at least.  He may never forgive me and I made a note as I followed
him down stairs I would never have sex with him again even if he asked
me.  No way would I put him down like that again.  I would go to his room
with him we could work out what happened the night before and become
proper dad and son again.  "Yes by all means lets go down stairs Cody
and discuss this.

 I followed Cody down stairs.  He jumped over the bottom step I noticed
but I just walked with out looking down.  My mistake I tripped and fell
head first.  I looked up just as Cody pushed a rag in my face and that's
all I remembered.

When I opened my eyes I was tied face down over the bar in the rec room.

I looked up at my son looking at me.  He looked like a mass of hate.
"You fucking peace of shit."  He finally said and pushed me so I was
flat on the bar.  I tried to move but found my arms were tied behind me.
 I had a chance to move I found he had tied my arms together  me.

"Son."  I said.  "Waite a minute."

"Fuck off.  You didn't wait last night did you.  I felt the sizzlers
against my back and realized Cody was cutting my shirt.  He had cut up
the entire back of my shirt and my shirt fell off me leaving me nude from
the waist up.  I wiggled around and before I could move realized he was
also cutting my good dress pants.  The pants fell from me and he was
cutting off my boxers.  I could have kicked him but I was so shocked I
stood still as my pants and boxers fell to the floor.  I felt something
around my ankles and knew he had some rope and tying my legs together.  I
couldn't move.  I felt as he took off my good shoes and socks.  He had
hit my legs so I had to raise each leg and he removed the shoes and
socks.  Now I was completely nude at my son's bidding.

"Stop this son.  Please."  I begged and could feel tears rolling down
my face.  "I made a mistake Cody.  I really love you."

"I think you're the fucking fag dad."  Cody said to me.

 "No I'm not son.  Please stop this now before you go too far."  I
choked looking up at my son pulling his t-shirt off and kicking off his
sandals.  He unzipped his jeans and pushed them and his under shorts down
his legs and kicked them off.  Now he was nude also.

"Open your mouth pops."  Cody said.

I knew I could have postponed what would happen but Cody deserved to use
me because I had used him the night before.  I sniffed his cock and
licked his balls.  They had a great aroma and musky smell.  I was enticed
by the smell as I licked them and began to lick up his at least eight
inch thick cock.  I took his cock head into my mouth.  He pushed it down
my throat and I began to choke."

"Yea you fag I knew you'd be a cock sucker.  You called me a homo and
your actually the fucking queer.  I can't wait to screw you dad."  He
said pulling his cock out of my mouth and going behind me.  He was
spreading my ass cheeks and then I felt a gob of spit hit my hole.
Before I could move I felt his cock head against my hole and then I felt
more pain than I had felt all my life.  It was as if my body was being
split in two.  "Yea take my cock you fag."

"It's killing me son."  I said.

"Don't worry in a minute you will love it in you."  Cody said.

Unbelievable as his cock pushed further and further into me the more I
liked it.  I actually needed his cock in me.  I began to moan.  "Oh yes
Cody push your cock in my ass son." kevinthekellie@yahoo.com