At an early age, I realized I was smarter than most of my friends. Since I wasn't really a popular kid, I utilized my time differently from my classmates. I took my GED after eighth grade and passed with flying colors, although my mother decided I would attend high school anyway, for social development reasons. I began taking online college classes in my free time and by the time high school came to an end, I was graduating college too.
So here I am at 18 with a GED, high school diploma and an IT college degree. The only real part of high school that interested me was playing on the baseball team. Okay, I wasn't mister jock around school; actually I was the second string catcher and occasionally played third base and right field. But my love for the game kept me showing up and any playing time was fun for me.
I'm 5 foot 11 inches and 200 lbs, slightly chubby, but not overly fat. On Tuesday, I attended my high school graduation, on Thursday, I received my college degree and Friday I officially got my job offer to start in the IT department of a big company only a few miles down the road from where I live with my parents, sister and brother.
My new career was to start in just over a week, leaving me with a nice holiday to enjoy a week off from everything.
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Saturday morning started like any other, my alarm woke me at 6 AM. But without anything specific that I had to do that I could think of; there was only one thing to do. Masturbate, of course.
The house was quiet as it usually is this time of day; my cock was hard with morning glory as usual as well. Alright you may be thinking that such a smart and motivated guy like me wasn't into such base instincts, yeah right, I was still a healthy young man with a sex drive and trust me, I always made time to jerk off at least once a day.
Now that I had just over a week of free time, oh, I was going to make sure I used that time enjoying it. So I slid out of bed and booted my laptop, logging onto my favorite sex site on the web Literotica. As my normal routine, I checked my Lit email, empty as usual. The forum was always the first thing to check, always finding new pictures of members to drool over, but it never seemed enough to get off to.
Knowing this, my next stop was the new story link since it always had a variety of categories to peak my interest. Incest stories always took the cake in my book; the taboo of it all really got my cock extra hard. Not to mention I could always imagine the characters being me and my hot and sultry mother, or my petite older sister with her seemingly constant hard nipples. But sometimes the new incest stories didn't cut it, so I moved on to the lesbian, mature or first time stories.
This morning, there, right on top of the new story list was an incest story with the tagline of; "Online cyber sex with mother." That caught my eye and I immediately dropped my boxers to my ankles and opened the story.
Within a minute I had lubed my rock hard morning wood with baby oil and was reading the hot story. The son in the story broke into his mother's computer and found her personal instant messenger program, her user name and tracked the dirty chat rooms she had been playing in. The story was short, but got to the point quick. It only took minutes for me to be close to shooting my load onto my chest.
In the story, mother and son were using webcams and mutually masturbating. Neither showing their faces, but the description of the son staring at his mother's fingers digging deep into her pussy and her juices flowing out of her pushed me past the point of no return. I was deep in thought, imagining me and my mother in this hot scenario.
As my first spurt of cum released itself onto my chest and I was moaning "Mom", my bedroom door opened with my father struck dumb catching me in such a position.
With cum erupting from my swollen member, my body jumped in fear as I did my best to cover my offending activity without success. Sperm blasted everywhere from my computer screen, desk, my legs and chest. Dad stood still not knowing what to do, mouth open, watching a crazy scene of his son Cumming all over the place.
As my orgasm ended, all I could do was stare at my father in complete embarrassment. But my father's eyes weren't looking at my face; his eyes were clearly lower, taking in the sight of his son's manhood and seamen. It seemed like hours, but I am sure only seconds past.
"Dad" I managed to croak out. "I...." was at a loss for words.
He still hadn't moved his eyes, and he didn't respond verbally. As we were locked in confusion, I did notice an impressive bulge in his golfing pants. An odd thought crossed my mind, that what my father saw must have turned him on. That thought made me shiver.
Finally, pop broke his eyes away from my penis. Clearly he was lost in his own mind, confused and unsure. He backed out of my room wordlessly and made his way downstairs.
I was scared and as messy as I had ever been, covered in my own cum. "How am I going to face him?" I thought.
Somehow I managed to get to my feet, close my bedroom door and entered my bathroom to clean myself. About 10 minutes later, dressed and cleaned, I sheepishly made my way to the kitchen.
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"Dad" I spoke as I entered, awaiting a backlash of harsh words and torment to come flying at me.
"You ready to learn how to golf?" my father spoke calmly then sipping from his coffee mug.
"Oh." I mumbled, I had forgotten that we had planned this outing last week. "Umm sure." I continued my response. Quickly grabbing a travel mug from the cabinet and pouring myself my own coffee.
"Let's go" pop suggested and I followed him out to the Range Rover in the garage. Once in the garage, dad opened the back of his truck and loaded two sets of golf clubs. Awkward was a kind way of saying how this went down. We loaded ourselves into the front seats when he turned to me and truly spoke for the first time without an air of astonishment.
"We need to talk about what just happened."
I didn't have a response; all I could do was sit looking forward through the windshield at the closed garage door. Moments passed.
"Look" He began, "What you were doing is completely normal." He sighed. Again pausing for what seemed like forever. "I have to apologize for just walking into your room.... and my reaction."
I finally got the nerve to turn my head to face him. Upon our eyes meeting, I lost what little nerve I had and my eyes dropped down.
"Son?" he asked. "You okay?"
"Yeah dad, just.... Don't know what to say." I mumbled while looking down at the steering wheel and his lower half.
Then, to my surprise, he said something I never in my right mind could have imagined hearing from my father's lips. "Do you jerk off thinking about your mom a lot?"
Silence dominated the car. I think he understood I couldn't answer?
"I can see that you must." He added. Again I had no answer. I just closed my eyes and thought that if only I could be anywhere else right now I would be there.
"Son" he demanded my attention. "It's okay. Look at me." And I mustered the courage to open my eyes again but not raise my head. "Son"!
He lifted my head with his hand and our eyes met. "It's going to be okay. I promise."
I was close to crying, I was so scared and confused.
He hit the garage door button, started the Range Rover and we drove out of the garage.
I was lost in my own mind, trying to figure out what to do and what to say.
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After a very short and silent drive, dad pulled the car into driveway of a house I had never been to before. We were at a destination that certainly wasn't a golf course. We were at someone's home, an awfully nice place as it looked from the outside, a little small cottage home with some nice shade trees and a two car garage.
I managed to spit out; "Where are we?" my first words in a while. When pop reached into the glove box, pushed a button and the garage opened of this house. He slowly pulled in and closed the door. The other side of the garage had a brand new Corvette parked in it.
He got out and instructed me to follow him in and I did as I was told. From the garage we entered into the kitchen of this nice little house. Immediately dad opened the refrigerator and handed me a beer while taking one for him. "Come on." He ushered and we went into a living room area that completely baffled me. In this room, there was a huge TV, two very large couches and various items I had only seen on the internet before.
I glanced around the room taking an inventory of dildos, vibrators, lubes, condoms, a sex swing, and hundreds of porn videos. Even the art work on the walls was pictures of naked women or men. It couldn't have been later than 730 AM, but I popped the top on my beer and drank it down.
"Sit" He commanded and I did, putting my empty beer can on the mini fridge next to the couch. "Grab another beer if you want from the fridge next to you if you need it."
As dumbstruck as I was I didn't need to be told twice. Within seconds I was drinking my second beer of the morning and only the third in my life.
"Let's talk son." His eyes bored into mine and I nodded my head in response. He went on; "I know you are confused and that's okay, I just need you to listen and if you can't speak yet, just nod your responses. Okay?" He asked and I nodded affirming my answer.
"First and foremost, I need you to promise me one thing." I nodded again. "Everything you learn today is a secret and cannot be repeated to anyone and I do mean anyone. Not your friends, not your brother, not your sister, and especially not your mom. Understand?"
I shook my head yes.
