Date: Tue, 7 Dec 2004 02:18:13 EST
From: GwinnettGuys2003@aol.com
Subject: Jakes New Hobby Part 1 (father/son, voyeurism, and masturbation)

This is a complete work of fiction.

He could barely see in the dimly lit room as he stepped inside.  He could
see his 17 year old son John's silhouette in the bed, laying on his back
the white sheets lay at his waist.  He could make out his sons bare chest,
tan, and well defined.  He had been running on track since the beginning of
high school when he was 14.  John's father, Jake, had lately spawned an
interest in watching his son early in the mornings.  Though he was not
aroused necessarily by it, it intrigued him, and gave him a rush of
adrenaline.  To this point John had never woken up or caught his father
during these times.  Jake found his way to the desk in the corner and sat
in the chair and turned to the bed to watch his son in the pre dawn light.
As Jake got situated in the chair he could see more of John now. The lines
of stomach, and the happy trail that disappeared into the sheets.  As he
examined the boy laying there, he noticed something else, the small bulge
beginning to form under the cover.  Jake was fascinated by this, he had
never thought of son as a sexual person, though it was only natural, but
still it was his son.  He knew he should just get up and head to the
kitchen to start breakfast, but this was even better than a train wreck, he
must stay.  As he sat, mesmerized by the teenage boy in the bed, John began
to stir, shifted in the bed, his eyes blinked, and he stretched out a
little.  Jake remained motionless afraid he would be caught this time.
With the room barely lit by the soft light coming in the window Jake
remained invisible.  In John's process of stretching he had pushed the
sheets down to around his knee's fully exposing himself, Jake was surprised
to see his son in tight white briefs.  For the last three or four years
John had insisted on wearing boxers and only boxers.  Now in the bed,
completely uncovered, he lay in his briefs, Jake now had a full view of his
sons body, and the growing bulge pushing out the white fabric.  John
shifted again, this time scratching at his bare stomach, and waist band of
the apparently new briefs. John now at the waistband, pushed his hand into
the briefs adjusting his fully erect dick, and leaving his hand resting
there.  Jake was trembling now, he felt so rushed, and scared at the same
time, his forehead clammy with a small amount of sweat forming at his
hairline.  John now, in a half awake state, had become aware of his
erection, and slowly began to slide his hand along the hard shaft.  Jake
meanwhile still in the corner could barely contain his breathe, he was so
fearful of getting caught now, that he had not noticed the erection making
its way out and down his pajama pants leg.  John now was almost at a full
pace of jerking, waking more and more by the second.  He now pushed his
briefs down, exposing his dick and balls, and a full on jerk, he was wide
awake now.  Jake was terrified to move a muscle, afraid his son would see
him in the corner, and freak out.  John now took off his briefs, throwing
to the floor, landing just at jacks feet, spread his legs, and continued to
pound on his dick.  He was getting close and could feel it, his toes
curled, and muscled tightened.  Jake was now aroused more than he had ever
been, more than with any woman, even his wife who had died two years ago.
Jake watched as his boy clamped up, with his free hand latched onto the
sheets, and from deep within let out a moan, and shot his cum, hitting his
chin, and leaving trails all down his chest, stomach, and groin.  Jake was
holding his breath, afraid of what his son was doing next, but john got up
wipe his hand on a T-shirt, and wiped off his chest, stood walked to the
door and out into the hall towards the bathroom.  Jake let out his breath
in one big whoosh, sweat drench his T-shirt, and pajama pants.  He stood
quickly slipping out the room down the hall to the kitchen, shaking from
the experience he just seen.

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