Watching my son cum
I have loved being Ethan’s father. Watching him laugh and giggle makes me so happy. I am a single parent and we two live alone. His mother Eva was my girlfriend in college. We broke up after college and after that met in a bar once again. We started talking and drinking and after that, we had sex in my apartment. She slept there that night. We were both hammered and when we woke up in the morning, we remembered what we had done. We talked about it and knew we did not want to continue. But fate had other plans. She called me next month and told me that she was pregnant. She wanted to get an abortion but when I heard that I was about to be a father I got so excited. I always wanted a family and a child was on the top of that list. I tried talking to her to keep the baby and parent but she said she has plans for her future and she is not ready to have a baby in her life. But I wanted the baby so I suggested that she could leave the baby with me after birth and no one has to know about it. I would never ask her to be in baby’s life and we can make it legal if that made her feel comfortable. After a few days of trying to convince she agreed. Eva lived with me for the whole pregnancy and after birth, she signed the document saying she did not want to do anything with him. She did not even see his face. I don’t know why but she left us at the hospital and did not even come home. I did not hear from her or meet her again after that. She might have moved back to her family. I know Ethan missed the love he could have gotten from her mother and I have tried being both mother and father to him. I never resented Eva for not being here for our son. I was thankful to her for giving me a family and making my life worth living.
I did not have any immediate family to help out with Ethan. I was an orphan so, I had only a few friends that I counted as family. Neil in particular, was my closest friend and he and her wife helped out a lot. They did not have a child of their own so, loved helping out a lot. They had their son Eric when Ethan turned 2. Till then, Ethan had two fathers and a mother but, after Eric's 10th birthday, Neil and her wife had to move to another city due to work. And after that, I am the only family, he knows. They visited once in a while and we went there a couple of times but not very often as we lived in different states. I remember, growing up, he would sometimes ask me why he did not have a mother. I had to lie that his mother died. Hearing this, he would get very sad. I would try to cheer him out and taking him for some ice cream always worked. We would walk around the shops for a bit then he would be happy again.
Tomorrow my son Ethan will turn 18. I did not realize that 18 years had already passed. I was excited to celebrate his eighteenth birthday with him. We always celebrate his birthday at our house. He would invite his friends over and we would have a fun evening. At dinner, I asked him if he wanted something special for his birthday tomorrow and how many friends he was inviting. He got quiet and looked down for a few minutes thinking about what to say and then he said,
“Dad, I wanted to talk to you about that. Is it okay if this year I celebrate this birthday with my friends at Will’s? He is throwing me a party at his house and his parents are out of town so, everyone is excited. I haven't said yes yet, but can I?”
He looked very sweet and innocent and he knew I wouldn't say no but he was still waiting for my permission. Will has been his friend since middle school and they are always together running around. They go to the same school now. Both are sophomores and were on the football team together. Will was like a second son to me. When Ethan told me that he would be celebrating his birthday with his friend I got a bit sad. We have always celebrated his birthday here at our house. But I guess he was getting older now and wanted to spend more time with his friends without his father being there. He looked up at me saw me get sad said,
“We will be celebrating till 8 pm only and after that, I want to celebrate with you.” He spoke. I realized he was trying to cheer me up. I was so proud that he was becoming a man already and trying to take care of my feelings. I hugged him and kissed his forehead. I said to him with love,
“You don’t have to worry about me son, you go and have a lot of fun with your friends. I will take you out for lunch tomorrow and we can spend some together the next day after your birthday.” I said to him and he got very excited and his face lit up. He hugged me.
“Thank you, Dad, I love you and I will try to come back as soon as I can.” He said and went into his room to call his friend.
The next day I woke up and wanted to make his favourite breakfast. He loved my pancakes so I was making some pancakes for him. When I was done, I called his name from the kitchen. I knew he was awake. He wakes up early and works out in the gym. We had turned the third room into a gym with a few basic pieces of equipment. Sometimes we work out together but today instead of working out I wanted to make him his breakfast. He came out of his room shirtless in just a small jock stip. He was going to have a shower maybe. He had a muscular body like me and he was only a few inches shorter than me. He had blond hair and a smile like me and green eyes like his mother. He looked very hot. I checked him out and he was sporting a boner in his underwear. I was still thinking about all this when he said,
“Dad, I am going to go have a shower first, and looks like you do too.”
I looked at myself and realized I was also in underwear only and was sweating a lot. It was hot today and making breakfast had me sweating. I realized I was getting hard too. I went near him and hugged him then kissed his forehead and wished him a happy birthday. He got very sweaty too and got away from me and started making funny faces.
“Dad you are disgusting, now I am just as filthy as you are now.” He complained with the funny look on his face and it made me laugh out loud. I went behind the kitchen counter as I realized, I was getting hard seeing him almost naked. I looked at him again and replied,
“Okay then go have a shower and get ready and we will have breakfast together,” I said quickly and waited for him to go to his room so he could not see my boner in my brief as it was now visible. I saw his ass, which was a pretty big bubbly one just like his mom, and his ass cheeks were moving up and down as he walked. I was staring at his ass and getting even more hard. It was not unusual for us to be in shorts or underwear around each other in the house. We are just two men in the house so we stay like this often, especially on the hot days like today. And I have never thought about him like this. I have always seen him as my son and my little boy. But today seeing him in his jock with a hard-on made me realise that he is not just my boy anymore. I had not realized that he got so muscular and big. Now, he is becoming a man and I don’t know why it made me hard. I kept staring in that direction for a bit then came to realise that I was having sexual thoughts about my boy. What a sick man I am. I pushed all of these thoughts out of my head and decided to go to my room to have a cold shower.
We have three-bed apartments with a big living room and a kitchen. The rooms are not very big but it is okay and comes with an attached bathroom. This is the same apartment in which Ethan was born. At that time, it did not seem empty and even before that I always had someone over here after a date. But after Ethan was born this apartment started to seem so big. Most of the time Ethan stayed in my bedroom and rest two stayed empty. I made his bedroom separate when he turned five but he would still sleep with me most nights. For the past 18 years, I have not dated much. I only brought someone home when Ethan would be at Neil’s house for a sleepover. And from the last 8 years after they left town I had only a few dinner dates and some quick sex at their places as I could not stay over leaving Ethan alone. My friends at work started to call me a saint. Well, I felt horny all the time but did not bring someone over and let Ethan find out. I don’t know why but I never wanted my son to feel like that I loved someone else or more than him. So, I masturbated mostly when felt horny or got some hot guy or girl from a dating app and have sex at their place once in a while but not as much as I wanted or needed. I am bisexual and enjoy both men and women equally in bed, well I love having some threesome action more, fucking both in the bed at the same time. Well, who wouldn’t?
Ethan’s bedroom was just right before mine, side by side, I walked near his room when I heard him moaning. His gate was open a bit and he was jerking off right in the morning instead of taking a bath. He had earphones plugged in both his ears and was watching porn on his computer. He was moaning very slowly trying to keep it low but with earphones on he did not realise that it was loud enough to hear from outside. I saw his dick was almost 7 inches long and 3 inches thick, rock hard. In his hand, it looked huge.
“He is already this big at 18 just 2 inches shy from me.” I thought to myself. He was completely naked now with his jock lying on the ground near his feet and he was stroking his dick very fast. He might have been jerking off when I had called him earlier. He played with his balls and his nipples. He was leaking precum and with some spit, he did not need any lube. His hand was sliding up and down at his shaft. He was cut just like me. He continued watching on his computer and stroking his rock-hard dick. Fuck, without thinking my hand started stroking my dick from my brief. I was getting hard watching my son working his tool. He would look down at his dick in between and watch it grow harder and then he would start stroking it harder. He jerked off for the next 10 minutes and I think he was about to cum because he started moaning loudly and shouting “fuck..fuckkk..yaahhhh…fuckkkk” and after a few moments, he shot big shots of cum continuously at his face, some in his mouth, his computer, and everything around him. I was surprised to see him shoot this much cum. He licked the cum from his face with his fingers and put it in his mouth. He tasted it and closed his eyes savoring the taste, then said slowly to himself,
“Fuck, I got cum everywhere. Dad will kill me if he sees this. I gotta clean this fast.”
And he took his jock from the ground and started wiping his cum from everything. When he was wiping from his computer, he tilted the screen and I saw there was an older man fucking a teenager.
"So, he likes men and older ones at that." I thought. I was now full hard in my brief and it started to hurt. I was leaking a lot of precum and realized I was at my son’s door. So, I moved quickly to my room and closed the door. I came out of my underwear and went straight to shower. I went below my shower head. I started the shower and automatically my hand went to my dick. I started stroking it and closed my eyes. I started seeing my son Ethan shooting his load everywhere. I was breathing fast and shot my loads just in a few minutes. I realized that I just came while thinking about my son and his dick.
“This is so fucked up. I am now watching my son jerk off. What kind of father am I.” I started crying and promised myself that I would not think like this again. I took the shower put on a T-shirt and shorts and went to the kitchen. Ethan was already there in a T-shirt and shorts and he was setting plates at the table. We had breakfast silently and then he went to his room and I sat there thinking about everything that had happened that day.
This is my first time publishing a porn story. I hope you like it. This chapter is a little shorter than the rest. But the next chapter will be coming soon. Please feel free to leave a comment or ask anything and if you have any suggestions, you can reach me via email.
To be continued.........
