Date: Sun, 20 Jun 1999 00:17:50 -0500
From: Gus Busdriver <magicbus@stribmail.com>
Subject: The Good Son (incest)

If your under 18 or stories of incest and boy man love are illegal where
you are then don't read this. I will leave it as a mystery of words however
the names have been changed. This is a tale however things like this do
happen and there is nothing wrong with sharing love.

Email me your comments to magicbus@stribmail.com if you like flames can be
sent to your local trash can.

 The Good Son
 by Gus Busdriver
 Copyright 1999 Gus Bussine

It was another lazy Friday night for my son and me with very little to do.
Too cold to go out and have any fun and the aftermath of christmas holidays
was painfully engrained in our minds for yet another year. We had our
dinner and settled in for another night in front of the television, just
the two of us under the thick soft blanket. I lost my wife, his mother, to
birth complications and despite the loss Jared and I are very close. We did
everything togother. Sleep, play, laugh and cry there was very little that
we did not share togother. I worked as a school bus driver so I was with my
son from wake to bedtime only seperated for a few short hours while he
attended class at his private school.

 I stoked up the fire and we sat down to watch another movie when Jared
decided to get a little more comfortable by taking off his underwear and
sliding back under the blanket with me. Being as close as we were he was
not bashful or afraid to have me see him nude and normally I returned the
gesture by taking off my boxers. I studied Jareds body a little closer
tonight. He stood a good five-foot six inches tall and had a very good firm
build. His body was a nice shade of bronze from all the tanning booth
visits we shared in my home fitness center. Round but well muscled his body
was starting to show signs of his not too distant future. My body was still
in fine shape from working out and living rather easy. His legs were nice
and large for his build however not all muscle marred, a nice textbook
figure for a thirteen year-old boy. His body was still as smooth as the
days when I was changing his diapers, totally devoid of any hair -- a trait
we shared.  His high voice still unchanged but had a sparkle of the
teenager that was yet to show itself and his nice soft blond hair so soft
like that of a kitten.

 "Next on HBO, Real Sex, Sex in the city gay couples coming out into the
real world."

 I wasn't sure if this show was really the right thing for Jared to see but
being open minded and bisexual myself I thought there would be little harm
after all I was sitting here under a large blanket nude with my son hugging
me tightly. Being the only one he really trusted aside from his best friend
we shared many nights like this however tonight was diffrent. Some strange
feeling and emotion was starting to overcome my better judgement.  I was no
longer seeing my son as an innocent child. I inhaled deeply as to sigh and
took in his pubescent odor. Something about the smell of a young boy who is
starting on his journey through puberty into adolescense. I could almost
smell the fresh new testostrone on his skin, the light wafety smell of a
childs underarms. Not offensive smelling but it told the tale of an active
boy. I looked down at Jared to see him staring with great intent at the
special on the television. It spoke of gay and bisexual couples that had
been togother for a long time and the happiness they shared. Was this what
I was feeing towards my son? Was I looking at my boy as a sex object? This
can't be right, is it? The greeks spoke of man and boy relationships but
coming into the new century man and boy relationships were strictly
taboo. Sure gays are getting the attention and respect they deserve but
this wasnt right or was it? Jared shifted over to make a little distance
for his expanding uncut penis. I remember my days at his age and how
embarrassing an erection at the wrong moment felt. I knew what was going
through his mind at the time seeing the nude male body on the screen. My
own member was throbbing painfully and was well aware of the embarrasment
myself if my son caught me with a boner of this magnatude. Jared shifted
once again and brushed his arm across my almost six inch throbbing hardon
sending a chill down my legs. I had a small dick but was proud of the fact
I was one of the few uncut americans out there. Just the sheer act of
movement across my sparsly haired crotch sent a wave of pleasure through my
body almost making me spurt my load over both our bodies.

"Hahaha Daddy has a chubbie! Its ok I got one too"

I took his comment to heart and made a nice comment about his throbbing
pole all the while thinking how nice it would be to pleasure him on this
cold night. I started to recall what it was like to pleasure a boy using my
own memories as a boy in school, the sleep overs, camping hikes to the
river in my rural township with my best friends. My dream carried me off to
when I was thirteen years old and the best blow-job I shared with my friend
on a July fourth weekend campout. I saw myself leaning down and taking his
beautiful four inch cut penis into my mouth and slowly sucking him deep
into me. Up and down I teased his pink head and all the while I stroked his
nuts down to his virgin hole, lightly poking my finger into him. All of a
sudden I felt his hole spasm as he released his love juice deep into my
waiting mouth, the warm rich milky teenboy spunk delivered with a loud
moan. I savored his love squirts and kissed his boypucker during the after
orgasm glow. I loved my friend deeply and with all my life. I still see him
to this day but with him being married the acts we shared are for the most
part over.

"Dad whats it like for guys too ummm, you know ummm have sex?"

My dreaming bubble burst over my head with this question but the vision was
still clear in my mind, all the while clouding my better though processes.
I wasnt offended by his question believing that frankness is better than
avoiding the subject.

"Well JD it can be alot of fun or it can be a nightmare, all depends on how
you both feel about each other. Some guys really love there partners and
some are in it only for the sex." I was feeing pretty good about my answer
knowing I had raised him on openness and being non judgemental towards
others. He took it pretty well.

"Dad do you think I'm pretty like those guys?"

"Huh what do you mean?"

"Daddy, don't try to hide it I saw you lookin at those guys" giggles

"Yeah, I think your going to be a very good looking man when you grow up,
gay or not I will still love you no matter what."

"No dad I mean do you think I'm pretty now?" Jared was starting to get
frustrated at me for not being direct.

"Jared, my boy you are very pretty and I love you." I hugged him close.

"Umm, dad, did you do any of that stuff you know mess around?"

"Yeah, I did when I was your age. Nothing wrong with it I mean everyone
does it. Are you trying to tell me something about you and your friend?"

"Umm, no, I mean we never did anything like that...I want to. How can I
tell if he wants to?"

"Don't know son you gotta just go with the flow. Its not right to force
something like that if he doesnt want to. Just follow your heart really."

I was starting to get a little nervous. I had raised my son to be rather
direct however this may be leading us down the wrong path, or was it really
the right one?

"I know one thing thats flowin, hahahahahehehe!"

"Yeah, I know it will happen to you someday." My penis was literally
flowing with precum and it had made its way across my leg and spilled onto
Jared and the blanket.

"I'm already starting to make that stuff too, see?"

Jared pulled the sheet off and revealed his perfect boy penis and its trail
of precum leaving the closed sheath of his foreskin. It looked so natural
to see my son's uncut hardon dripping with precum. I took my fingers and
gently slid his foreskin back, not sure if it had totally released from his
glans yet. He let out a deep sigh from the intense pleasure of having his
foreskin moved. I stopped not knowing if this was a good or bad moan
knowing the pain of pulling my own skin back at that age only to find it
was still attached in a few places. Jareds penis was producing precum at an
alarming rate almost as if he was urinating. It trailed from his head all
the way down his cute boycrack and left a stain on the blanket we were
sitting on. My mind was reeling from a thousand thoughts. Does he want to
be left alone to masturbate? Does he want me to masturbate him? This feels
so right but thirteen could get me twenty if anyone found out. I decided to
err on the side of him wanting a few moments to release his teenage
pressures and started to get up for a trip to the kitchen when he reached
out to stop me.

"Daddy that felt good please could you do it again? Please please?"

"Are you sure you want this Jared? I mean are you sure you don't want a few
minutes alone?"

"No dad I want you to do it. It felt really good. Please touch my skin."

I started to rub his foreskin up and down on his purple boyhead all the
while he sighed and breathed deeply. I knew the feeling he was having and
it wouldnt be long before I would see his sperm being forced from his body
leaving intense pleasure in its wake. His legs started to tense up and his
breath was getting heavier, I knew it wouldnt be long now. Jared reached
between his legs and started to massage his low hanging nuts in their
perfectly smooth, thin sack.

"Ooohh, daddy, stop for a second." I stopped instantly. 'bet he's building
it up' I thought

"Dad, what's it like to have your dick sucked?"

"It's really good I can't really put it into words but its great"

"Would you ummm you know?"

"Jared are you sure you want this I mean are you positive?"

"Yes dad your the only one I trust please would you?"

"Ok Jared but no one and I mean no one can know about this not even your
best friend. Anyone finds out and they will take you away from me."

"Dad I want this and I'm not gonna tell no-body nothin!"

"Ok Jared just lay back and let me take care of the rest"

My son did just that. He spread his legs out and revealed his perfect
reproductive system to me. His testicles hung down in their perfect sack
half covering his tight hairless pink pucker. His strong legs were totally
relaxed and showed their boyish splender, smooth as glass with a light
sheen of sweat. I inhailed his boyscent from between his legs and almost
lost control of my own life giving fluids. The same fluids that made this
perfect child, this perfect child with an extreme sexual hungar for his
fathers blessing into adolescence. I licked up his perfect ass crack only
stopping to dwell on his puckerhole and driving him into fits of giggles
and pants as he started to loose control of his bodily functions. He cut a
nice windy fart in my face as his hole relaxed and I slipped my tounge deep
inside his love tunnel. Moving up his relaxed scrotum I tounged and lapped
the peanut sized nuggets and felt his nuts draw closer to his body getting
ready to squeeze their contents out. Moving up his sack to his shaft I
licked up and down his pole and lapped at the smooth skin that would bear
pubic hair in a few years sending him into powerful arches. I was teaching
my boy the art of foreplay and he was loving it. Satisfied that his groin
was clean I took his hard penis into my mouth gently pulling the foreskin
back with my lips like I was eating a popsicle and jared went crazy.

"OOOOhhhhh daddddyyy this feels ssoooo fuckkkin goooood please don't stop
please please just go slow ooohhhh yyeaassssss!!!""

Here I was giving my one and only son the greatest pleasure god had
intended for a boy to enjoy. It was very intense not only for my son but
intense for me. A new feeling of love swept over me and I felt our hearts
bond once again. Not only did we share a strong bond of father son love but
now we forged a strong bond of sexual love between us. I was now giving my
son a new feeling of sexuality, the act of sharing our bodies for pure
unselfish sexual contact. Something that can not be put into words.  I
slowly sucked my son's penis in my mouth and played with his now tighten
scrotum and prodded at his butthole. I had an idea how strong this feeling
could be but he wanted it another step further now.

"Daddy please put your finger in my but pleasseee?" How could I refuse this
request? I took my right finger and wetted it with my abundant precum
wiping some on his tight hole. I knew he was tight so I wanted to make sure
I didn't hurt him as I entered his hot tunnel. I took all the precum I could
find and slicked up my finger and slowly entered his chute slowing down to
listen for any discomfort. When I was satisfied that he wasnt hurt I
started to dodge his prostate gland lightly. His body arched up from the
feeling and Jared lost all control of his reproductive system and pumped a
large pile of sperm into my waiting mouth..

"AAAHHHHHHHH YYYYAAAAAAAA DDAAAAADDDDYYYYY Don't stop, don't stop" he
chanted as his powerful muscles pumped his abundant sperm deep inside my
waiting mouth up and down he humped on my face running his fingers through
my thick hair and pulling at my earlobes. "Oh daddy oh daddy oh daddy that
felt sooooo gooood how did you do that? Oh daddy that was soooo goood I
love you so much stop please stop its sore now."

My son's after orgasm tenderness had set in and I stopped only to hold his
moist penis in my mouth taking in the last few drops that remained in his
system. My heart had a new feeing of being filled with his love and the
look in his eyes showed the same thing. Jareds heart had been filled with a
new love that could not be spoken of outside of our home. A love that could
never be broken or torn apart. We were now one having his new boy sperm
driven deep into my soul, my life felt complete inside. After it was all
over Jared fell asleep in my arms and I carried him up to his bed to lay
him down for the night but I was reminded of my other reason in his life by
a renagade lego that was at the foot of the steps. I placed him in his bed
and sat on the bean bag chair and fell asleep watching my boy as he slept
so peacefully.