)Īs well as being a logician, I'm pretty skilled at putting aside emotions and getting to the heart of the matter. Again, this story is true or not depending on what you want to believe. He's a logician and so am I, so we're like that when we know the wording has to be careful in a conversation. I'm your father and I respect you, and I want to experience this with you." Yes or no, or think about it, or never speak about it again. By now I had no doubt what he was going to ask. and also reassured me that I could ignore him and we would never need to speak of it again. He was glad to see me off, but wanted to have as few regrets as possible. He didn't get to the point right away, but said first that he loved me very much and was proud of me for taking university, a job, and moving out all together and being in charge of my destiny when he and my mom had supported me all the way. I just KNEW he was going to ask if I wanted to have sex with him. I knew he was going to ask something personal, sexual.
and it was right here when I simply realized what was going to happen. Then he hesitated and said he wanted to tell me something. I thought he was feeling guilty, so I just told him what I thought in the above paragraph, and he appreciated that. In my room, I'm on my floor sorting through notes and stuff when he comes in and stands in the doorway. I wasn't too bothered or anything, but I was honestly glad to see him watching porn since I'm a healthy believer in sexual activity no matter your age. We had a laugh and then I went into my room. He apologized and said that he had been searching for "red neon tubes" when he accidentally came across a porn site that specialized in coloured condoms lol. I did that, and came back in and he was already logged out. He jumped a bit when he saw me, but he had all his clothes on, so I made it humorous and said I'd take off my shoes in the porch so he could finish watching. He turned around and I was able to see the screen, which had a porn video on it. Dad must have been a bit too engrossed in what was going on on the screen, of course, since he didn't notice me until I walked into the kitchen and started taking off my shoes. Right near the end of my first year at university, I was coming home through the back door where the computer is, and there's a window right there so anyone at the computer can see anybody coming up the back stairs. So I stuck to jacking off and never made any moves on my dad. Naturally I started thinking about my dad sexually, but I had read about male homosexual psychology and how it was very common to have those feelings, as well as straight men for their mothers and so forth.
For a couple of years before that, I had moved into a fetish of watching incest porn, and while I'm into straight sex too, I'm primarily gay so the father-son incest really did it for me. I have had sex with my dad, and it was a relationship that lasted maybe three months right before I moved out when I was 18. So since there's no way to prove this is true, of course, I'll just get on with my story and hope y'all enjoy it. I've read the entire topic (as posted here and also on JUB Fetish Forum) and I know first-posters are under certain suspicion, but a recent poster did bring up the good point that people with fewer posts probably are the ones sharing their true experiences while those with many are more likely making up some (though a few of those could still be true).