" She braced herself against the foot of my bed to get better traction, pulled harder, gained some ground.Lying on my stomach, I grabbed the bottom sh...et with both hands and kicked with my free foot, determined to remain in my burrow. That turned out to be a mistake. She captured my other ankle and straightened my legs, yanking both feet into the cool morning air. "I need someone to cheer me on. We start today, jogging --together -- to school -- every morning -- the two of us. It'll be fun!". I’m your friend as well as your lawyer. Listen to me.” He turned me back to my desk and pointed at the phone.I muttered, “This is nuts!” and then dialed 911. The Baltimore County Police said they would send somebody in about fifteen or twenty minutes, which would allow me some time to get over there and find my wife and Charlie.I looked over at John, who was leaning against the doorframe and smiling. “Happy now?”“Happy.”“You know, I already had one mother. Look how that worked out!”He laughed.. He was laid there, his bedsheets pushed aside, naked. I couldn't see everything though, he was rolled onto his side, not giving me the best view in the world, but this was enough to get me wet. I pushed the door again, creeping in slowly, making my way to his bed. What was I doing? This is my son. I couldn't stop myself though. This is what I'd craved for so long.He rolled. I thought I must have woken him. His face rested on his pillow, eyes shut.Phew. He was still dead asleep. But he'd rolled. "Beg for it."I look down at his cock, the the large organ so hard I can see it throb intime with his heartbeat; a small whimper escapes as I look back at hisface. These perfect arms, I note, strong and well defined, and I can't helpmyself. I extend my tongue and ever so gently lap at his forearm, tracingevery muscle as I look into those smoldering eyes."Fuck," he grunts, lining his cock up, pressing the flared head against myquivering hole just lightly enough for me to freeze in.