Gaycest - If you’d have told me a year ago that things were gonna get as steamy with my boy Ian as they’ve gotten recently, I’d have thought you were crazy! I mean, it’s one of the great taboos isn’t it? Once you’ve done it with your own flesh and blood, your ticket to hell is bought and paid for, right? If only it didn’t feel so freakin’ hot! Learning to love my son in a different way has certainly opened up some doors to things I thought I’d never do. I mean, for quite a lengthy period back then, we actually entered a full-on sexual relationship. I used to bang him every time I got the chance! Things developed quite rapidly as our sexual interests started to broaden. Watching my buddy plowing Ian was another watershed moment. Seeing another older dude being pleasured by my boy was utterly mind-blowing. I loved the feeling of jealousy. I loved seeing my boy practicing some of the moves I’d taught him. I loved the look of pure ecstasy on my buddy’s face as he emptied his big, pervy dick all over my boy’s skinny little body. I’m making it sound like all of this was a horny breeze, but I regularly got engulfed by a sense of pure guilt! I guess I felt most guilty about neglecting my other son, Blake, every time I sneaked off to a hotel with Ian. Blake’s nobody’s fool. He probably knew exactly what was going on. I’m just not sure it would have been that easy for him to comprehend things without feeling left out...