Date: Sat, 3 Nov 2001 16:32:31 -0800 (PST)
From: s_w_m34@yahoo.com
Subject: "My Son Ryan" (MMb, Incest)

"My Son Ryan" (MMb, Incest, Voyeurism)
s_w_m34@yahoo.com

Another Dad/son story for Nifty.  This story is intended for adults.  It
contains descriptions of sex between a grown man and a 14-year-old boy.  If
this is not your thing then turn back now.  Otherwise, I hope you like it!
Tim


My son Ryan is 14, has moppy brown hair and elf like eyes.  At 5'7 he is
all of 120 pounds sopping wet, but recently tried out for the high school
soccer team being that he has such a competitive nature.  He has broad full
lips and an aquiline bone structure combined with a raspy voice signaling
the onset of puberty although be it a bit late.  Now in his first year of
high school he is all concerned with getting his learners permit and
demanding more freedom from myself and his mother.  He sits for hours in
his small room upstairs playing video games and chatting on the Internet
with friends late into the night.  It was only recently that his dear ole
dad discovered exactly what my teenage son was doing during those Internet
chats and to whom he'd been speaking.

Being a recently unemployed Boeing engineer, I have a great deal of time
now to spend at home with Bonsai, a female Siberian with cold blue eyes,
much like my son's.  We get up early and begin the day by checking the job
sites and faxing, emailing, and snail mailing resumes all across the
country.  It was a particular day almost a month ago that my computer
crashed due to the Outlook Express virus and I decided to go into my son's
cluttered room and try to use his.

Once past all his clothes, books and magazines, and general clutter, I was
able to sit myself down at his desk and begin the process of logging onto
his computer.  His screen saver popped up, a blown up picture of the Dave
Matthews Band.  Nothing unusual there and began going to the process of
signing on.  Since I paid the Internet bills I felt only half guilty about
invading my son's privacy.  After I was signed on, his homepage appeared
showing that he had mail.  Instinctively I felt a pang of nervousness in my
gut wondering what his little email buddies were chatting about and hoping
it was nothing about illegal drug use, the making of bombs, or covert
terrorist activity.  Being the nosy parent I am, I figured I'd take a peak
just to make sure.

Low and behold he had typed in his password and set windows to save it, so
entering his private domain and secret boyhood friendships was all too
easy.  The first messages that came up were from the Handle MWDave42
@aol.com.  Hmmmm.  Who could that be?  Was 42 the age of the email friend?
And why would my son be writing someone 3 times his age.  Hell, someone old
enough to be his `father' after all.

I clicked on the email bypassing all feelings of tremendous guilt and
general ickiness.  The email read:

Dear Ryan,

I really enjoyed the show.  You have such a cute cock and ass.  I blew such
a tremendous load watching you jack off and finger your ass for me.  I'm
glad you trust me enough to expose yourself.  I hope you liked watching me
as well.  I'm so glad I'm not too old for you and that you feel like you
can trust me.  I look forward to hearing back from you and seeing more of
you!

Love Daddy Dave.

Daddy Dave!  Who the hell was this???  My first thought was my son had been
picked up by some Internet pervert.  The kind you read about in the paper.
But then the more I scanned.  The more I read.  The more email I opened, I
suddenly realized that this MWDave was actually my son's best friends
Father!!  I realized this after Dave mentioned his own son Eric and his and
my son's relationship.

So what was going on here?  Was my son a homosexual?  Was MWDave molesting
my only son!  I was too shocked to be enraged.  How could a grown man see
anything sexual in a 14-year-old boy?  Then I happened upon the `My
Documents' folder on my son's desktop and was even more speechless to find
an array of naked photos he'd taken of himself while sitting at this very
desk.

What the fuck!  I said leafing through each one feeling the blood rush to
my face.  More out of embarrassment seeing my son in such obscene poses.
What if these were to get out.  What if those Internet junkies stole his
pictures and posted them on the Internet for all to see.  His professional
career would be ruined.  What was he thinking!???

The photos were still frames taken from his webcam.  A cheap IBM PC cam for
20.00 he'd gotten at the local computer warehouse with, of all things,
money I'd given him for a date.

There he was, my little 14-year-old son sitting with his legs spread wide,
exposing his hard little 5-inch cock, to this perverted old man.  Some of
the photos had him jacking his cock, playing with his balls and then to my
utter dismay, even kneeling down on his bed with his white ass toward the
camera exposing his tiny pink rosebud asshole!  Even some with him
fingering himself as well.  To my dismay and surprise, I not only noticed
my son's full erection, but began to experience my own.  Having been very
open sexually most of my life and a horny fuck as well, I found the
pictures oddly compelling.  Just the thought of my son as a sexual being
experiencing the first awakenings of his sexual urges was enough to cause
my cock to grow.  And there I was, just as much of a pervert as this
faceless father my son was talking to, my hard 6-inch cock sticking up
through the opening in my robe.  So who was the pervert after all I
wondered.  I had to admit my son was beautiful.  His smooth tight chest.
Slender legs and arms and nice fat cock.  The head was perfect and mushroom
shaped and his balls hung down promising that he would carry on the family
name.  His expression so innocent, yet so sexual.  So excited.  I gently
grabbed the head of my cock and slowly squeezed it imagining being on the
receiving end of such a nasty show.  Would he do this for anyone?  I
wondered.  And just how far had he gone with his best friend's father?  Had
they met already.  Were they having sex!??

Then to my dismay, I opened a second folder called MWD and there were
several lewd pics of the mysterious Dave, father of my son's best friend
who I'd only met in passing.  He was a good-looking fellow.  6'1, 175
pounds, wore glasses and had a European distinguished look about him.  He
was after all, a professor at the local college.  Ewwww what a pervert.
The first few pics showed Dave from the waist down exposing his hard 8-Inch
cock, which I had to admit, was impressive.  A nice set of adult sized
balls.  He had hairy calves and legs and his feet were quite large.  I
couldn't believe this was my son's friend's dad exposing himself this way
to my teenaged son.  Had he no shame! I wondered still jacking my own cock.
I opened my robe completely and began fisting my hard cock.  I could feel
the wetness form on the head and the blood pulsing through the shaft like
never before.  I was the voyeur as well now.

The last set of pics showed MWDave with his legs completely spread while
sitting in a recliner.  He had his feet up on the ends of the arms and was
lewedly exposing his hairy asshole to my 14-year-old son.  FUCK that nasty
fucker I thought.  I noticed how hairy he was and wondered for the first
time what it would be like to run my finger over his hairy hole.  The last
set of pics were even more revealing showing this professional man of 2
children fingering his asshole and fucking himself with a long dildo in the
shape of an erect cock, cum shooting from the end of his enormous cock all
over his pumping hand.

Oh my God, was my son participating in this blatant display.  He had to be.
Those were pics of him after all.  After looking through the pics, I
discovered more email.  Emails discussing what MWDave would like to do to
my son.  How he would love to wrap his mouth around my sons hard cock and
suck him to orgasm. How he wanted to bend him over and eat out his ass,
suck his balls (his nuts).  Shove his tongue down his throat.  How MWDave
would love to sit my son on his lap and shove his hard adult cock up his
tight little ass and use him like a small toy.  How he'd even love to sit
on my son's face and make him eat out his hairy ass!  Even have his toes
licked clean!  Then my son replies with how much he'd like to suck MWDave's
fat cock, lick his balls and clean out his hairy ass, taste his sperm and
even lick his armpits!! My son telling MWDave how he'd love to get fucked
for the first time with Dave's hard cock.  How he wonders if it would even
fit up his ass and if it would split him wide open.  All the while I'm
reading this revealing conversation, my cock dripping precum down my hand,
in disbelief and unyielding desire.  Desire to actually see this event
myself.  To actually witness my son sucking on this man's fat cock.
Wrapping his young lips around the head of another man's cock.  Tasting
precum for the first time and seeing his lips wet and used.  To actually
coax him to licking the man's fat nuts.  To encourage MWDave to bend over
so my son can lick out his ass.  Spread the man's asscheeks so my son can
get a better look at the dude's hairy asshole.  Teach him to lick up and
down the crack with his small wet tongue and watching MWDave's reaction as
my 14 year old boy eats him out while I jack on another man's erect cock
watching the precum run down onto my fingers.  Then let my son lick my
fingers clean of the man's fuck juice.  To experience for the first time
his first homosexual act and to actually be a part of it.  I am lewedly
masturbating now thinking about what it would be like to be a fly on my
son's wall.  To actually participate in his little nightly ritual of
perversion with a grown man.  Not only to watch it, but to coach him.  To
see up close what it would look like to watch my son's small body impaled
on a hard 8-inch cock.  Watch it push up his ass while he grunts and moans
with pleasure and pain.  To see the look on the man's face as he fucks my
kid's insides.  Bounces him up and down on his hairy lap obscenely saying
nasty things to him while he pumps my son's erect cock in his big hand.
Watching them kiss.  The man sticking his long tongue in my sons mouth.
Invading him, loving him, seducing him while I watch and masturbate in
front of them.  Suddenly the man shoots his load up my son's tight ass and
my son's cock erupts with a thick ropy wad of boycum that shoots all onto
the man's hairy chest and legs.  I can hold back no longer and step forward
placing my own cock inches from my boys face and begin to blow my load into
his surprised face.  He opens his mouth to speak and jets of my hot
incestuous cum explodes into his open mouth.  I shoot load after load of
jizz onto his innocent face.  It runs down his nose and chin and eyelashes.
The man named MWDave laughs and licks it off.  They then both share in the
sucking of my cock to make it clean of my own cum, and then they excitedly
kiss exchanging the cum that made him back and forth between each other's
mouths.

Yeah, that's what I imagine as I blow my load all over my pumping hand and
onto my son's computer keyboard.  Not believing I've gotten worked up
enough to have to jack off.  I feel bad.  I feel wrong.  I feel invasive.
But most of all I feel relieved to know what my son's been doing in the
middle of the night and why he's been so secretive.  I also know that it is
only a matter of time before I find a way to contact MWDave and find out
just what he's done with my son.  Just how he got into sex with boys and
just how many perverse sexual acts they've preformed together.  And if they
have been together, to then find a way to join them.

The end