Date: Sat, 8 Sep 2001 23:31:24 -0700
From: jake8210@hotmail.com
Subject: Marriage 2

This is all fiction.  None of it is true.  This story involves incest and
for those of you who don't like then you should not read this story.  You
should also be at least 18 years old or 21 in some country to read this.

Micah's point of view

I woke up after our lovemaking and see my son Scott on the side of the bed.
He is writing something in his journal and didn't notice that I was awake.
I move to his side and wrap my arms around his wastes.

"Hey love you writing again?"  I asked.

"Yeah dad, I write about all the special events that occurred with my life.
Want to see?"

"Yes love, I would love to see what you wrote down."

He turned on the light on the side of the bed and turned his journal to the
beginning of the page.  It said...


Journal's written words

Dear journal

I started to write this so that I'm never going to forget.  The most
amassing thing happened to me a few hours ago.  Are you ready for this
journal? Okay here goes.  I made love to my own father.  That right, the
man I've love, in more ways than one and respected all my life is now my
lover.  I'm getting ahead of myself right now so let me start from the
beginning.

My name is Scott Flow I'm 14 years old, about 5 foot 8 inches right now but
I'm still growing.  I have blond hair, blue eyes and I weight 155 lbs.  I'm
the play football all the time with my friends and so I have a really well
defined body if I do say so myself.  I only have my dad and my grandparents
from his side of the family, my mother and her entire family left after she
gave birth to me.  My dad is great, that's probable because he is young.
He is only 27 years old.

I had always loved my dad, as a father he is the greatest, he took care of
everything that I have ever needed and more.  He is also the most handsome
my eyes have ever laid eyes on and I'll tell you this I don't think anyone
is more handsome than he is.  In other words he is nothing short of an
angel.  He has dark brown hair and deep blue eyes.  He is 6 foot even,
weight about 195 lbs and his body is solid muscle.  He has his own personal
training room in the basement so that is where he goes to keep in shape.
Throughout the time that I grew up I always love to watch him do his work
out.


My dad was a very smart person as he grew up; his grades were always in the
90's.  After high school he went to the community college and study
business and other stuff but business was his major.  After graduating from
college he started his own business.  After his business took off we moved
away from my grandparents house and into our own.  Now we live a very
comfortable life.

I decided that I was going to tell dad everything and hope that he
understand.  I waited at home after my dad came home.  I heard the door
being open and I knew this was it.  I walked down the stairs and caught him
as he was taking off his shoes.

"Hi dad.  How was your day?" I greeted him.

"Hi son, it was good, how was yours?"

"It was good...Dad I have a problem that I need to talk to you about."  I
said.


"Okay." Was all he said as he led me to the living room.  We sat down on
the couch and we looked at each other, neither of us spokes for a moment
then he broke the silence.  "What the matter?"

I looked at the floor.  "I'm inlove with someone and don't know how to tell
them."  I said.

"Is it someone in school? Wait don't answer that question off course she
is.  Who is she?"

I looked down.  This was harder than I thought.  "Dad it's a...it's
a...he." I said and waited.

"Okay. So who is he?" he asked and I jerk my head up to look him in the
eyes.

"You mean your not angry with me that I'm inlove with a man?" another
silence.

After a few moment of silence he spoke again.  "A man...son no, how old is
he?" he was starting to raise his voice.

I had tears running down my face at this time.  I continued to look at the
flour, I waited for a few seconds before answering his question.

"He...he's 13 years older than me."

He stood up from the couch that we were sitting on.  "WHAT 13...My God
Micah, he's as old as I am.  Who is this man that you fallen inlove with?
Does he feel the same way about you?

I started to regain some hope when he asked me if the man that I fell
inlove with felt the same way that I do toward the guy.  "He says that he
loves me all the time but I think he loves me as a...a son"

He let out a breath of relief and sat down beside me.  "Thank God about
that...So son who is this man? Do I know him?"

I looked at him face to face, eye to eye and kissed him on the lips.  I
caught him off guard so I manage to kiss him then pulled away but kept
looking at him in the eye.  "Yeah dad, you know him.  He is you."  I said.

We kept looking at each other for a few minutes without saying anything.
Then he leaned in and kissed me on the lips.  He put his hands around my
head and pulled me closer and slowly lowered me down on the couch.

He pulled back at me and smiled, still looking into my eyes never breaking
the connection.  His eyes were filled with love and lust.  He put his right
hand on the side of my face and softly strokes my face.  "I love you son,
I've been inlove with you since the first day you were born.  I've always
felt a connection with you and it only got stronger as you grew older."

I had tears falling from my eyes again but this time I wasn't sad.  I was
so happy, the man I love with all my heart love me the same way.  I pulled
him into a hug and sobbed in his chest.  "I love you dad.  I love you" I
said through my sobbing and pulled him closer.  He pulls me closer to him
as he lied down beside me and hugged me until I calmed down.  Once I
stopped sobbing I looked up to him and smiled.

"Thank you dad."  I said and leaned into him and kissed him again.  It was
a light kiss, every so often I would lifted up and then bend down and kiss
him again.  After a few of those kisses I leaned down and kissed him a more
passionate kiss.  He opened his mouth and licked my lips open and I opened
it.  He sticks his tongue in my mouth; I sucked and played a sword game
with him.

He turns around so now he is the one lying on top of me and he breaks the
kiss.  His eyes were so filled with love and lust that I got lost in them.
After a few minutes I hear him say something but didn't understand.


"What did you say dad?"  I asked.

He smiled and kisses me.  "I said let get to our room."


Hey guys I hope you like this chapter.  I'm sorry it took so long but I got
a writer's block and couldn't write down anything.  Every time I tried I
had to erase it back and start all over.  So please email me and tell me
what you think of my story, even if you've already emailed me about the
last chapter.  I'm sorry if there is anyone out there that I didn't get to
email back.  I just want to thank you for all your kind words.