Date: Fri, 10 Oct 2003 11:55:11 +0200
From: William Van Wyk <willvanwyk@ananzi.co.za>
Subject: Spying On My Son

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The following is a true event which took place several months ago.

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It was a Tuesday afternoon, and as is typical in autumn, Cape Town
was hot at a nice 27 degrees centigrade.

I had been retrenched for six months and had trouble getting a job
due to my age. At 54, no one wants an old man running store! My wife
runs her own floral business and due to its success we fortunately
havent had any financial problems, so I wasn't worried about being
home. My eldest son, Kevin is in his final year in University and
doesn't live at home. My daughter, Sharon finished high school two
years ago and works in the UK. And finally, the title character of my
story, Jason, my youngest son is in Grade 12 and still lives at home.

Jason, who turned 18 two months ago is the very definition of a
young man. He stands at 6ft2, weighs 74kg, has blue eyes and dark
brown, curly hair. A year of gymming has giving him a fantastic
lean build and broad chest. Always clean cut and neat Jason is
my wifes pride and joy.

He has always kept to himself when it comes to the family but to
his friends, he is the extrovert! Party going and at times footloose!
Well needless to say Jason and I haven't really bonded as father and
son. Anyway lets get this story started...

That Tuesday I had intended to go play golf with a few friends, but
had cancelled because I just decided to do some wood work in our
garage. Sometimes sawing wood and engraving helps me think and relax.
Well, it was 14:20pm and I had heard the front door open and then close
with a loud bang. I looked at my watch and figured that it must of been
Jason coming home early form school. I finished up what I was working
on and decided to go greet him and let him know I too was home, as he
no doubt assumed I was out playing golf.

It wasn't moments after I left the garage that I heard Jason's stereo
playing loud. He always had a thing for heavy metal!! As I walked up
the stairs to his room, he turned down the stereo and I assume he went
to shower because I heard the water running from his bathroom. I turned
around and headed back down to the tv room to watch the tube while he
got down showering.

I wasn't even watching tv for 5 minutes when I heard the water stop running
and Jason walking around his room. Almost immediately the house phone rang
and I heard Jason answer it. As is usual, he was on the line for almost
20 minutes when I heard him say 'goodbye' and hang up the phone.

Thats when I went upstairs to see my son. His bedroom door was open
and to my suprise I saw Jason lying naked across his bed fondling
a full blown erection in his hand!!! I was so stunned and a little
excited that I just stood there...staring at him.

What a beautiful sight. His body glistened from his shower and his
curved chest breathed heavily as a result of his excursion. I had
never seen any of my sons' naked since just before they reached
puberty so I marvelled at his crotch.

His member was cut, about 6 inches long, maybe as thick as my Solo
deoderant can, and rising from a dark brown forest of pubic hair.
His bed was facing away from the door so he had no idea I was there.
He just kept on stroking his penis slowly, and then in rapid sessions.
He used one hand to rub his chest and play with his nipples then he
would take that hand and return it to his treasure!!!

This didn't continue for very long because soon he was moaning and
groaning ever so lightly. Then he arched his back off the bed and
spread his legs to each corner of the bed. He grunted loudly and
screamed as his cock erupted forcefully!!!!!

Thick, hot ropes of cum erupted
from his stiffy; four, five, six, seven shots had let loose.

I was so turned on and proud of my son's demonstration. I wanted to
see him clean up but just then my wife walked in and called out to
see if anyone was at home. My son bolted off his bed, still reeling
from his euphoria and I made a dash for our bedroom.

Neeless to say my son (and wife) had no idea what I had witnessed
that day. I was exstatic and embaressed as well. I have a good
marriage and am very happy but the sight of my son being exposed
like that really got me hot. Maybe one day I will share my experience
with him...maybe!?

Any comments pls mail me.
William Van Wyk