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My Son and Me

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Masturbation saved both my marriage and my relationship with my 20-year-old son. He and I hardly communicated anymore; while even regular sex with my wife hadn't stopped my becoming more and more conscious of something missing, daily wanker though I have been since I was 11.

Well, Andrew was home from university when I knocked on his door and breezed in with some message or other. He desperately tried to pull on his boxer shorts and hide his porn magazine, but he shot his load onto his bare belly. I'd never seen a look like the one on his face.

'Wow, you look as if you really needed that.' 'Dad!' 'Well, we all have to from time to time. So, how often?' 'Er, er, a couple of times a day. Sometimes more, but never less.' He was beside himself, but I was getting turned on like I hadn't been for years. 'Well, enjoy that while you can. I'm down to one a day in the shower in the morning. But I feel like an extra one right now. Pass that mag.'

Andrew seemed to have gone into a sort of trance, he was so shocked. But he passed the magazine, I selected a decent/indecent picture of an appetising young cunt, and dropped by trousers and bulging white briefs. Andrew just stared at my hard on. 'Well, where did you think you'd come from?' Until then, I don't think he'd ever quite realised that I had a cock; and until that day I hadn't seen his since he was a little boy, which he certainly wasn't anymore.

There was quickly a swelling in Andrew's boxer shorts. 'Watching your old man having a wank getting you going is it, you dirty little fucker? Well, why don't you see if you can match him?'

Andrew dropped his boxers to reveal his truly beautiful hard on, and began to wank away. I stopped looking at the magazine and began to look straight at his hard cock, while he looked straight at mine. We came at almost exactly the same moment, and I for my one had my best orgasm for a very long time.

That night, I fucked my wife three times, and it was fantastic. I now knew what I had been missing: regular masturbation with my son. He and I now do it three or four times per week when he's at home, although we never actually touch each other. And as a result, we can now talk about absolutely anything, while the sex with my wife is the best it's ever been.

If she could only see her little boy now...



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