My (Cain Marko) son Brody Fox had a complicated childhood. In truth, his early years were idyllic, perhaps too perfect. With his mother absent, he was my pride and joy, and I spoiled him, maybe excessively. He developed feelings for me without understanding them, and I was oblivious.
As he grew older, his teenage years became turbulent. His hormones surged, and his childhood crush on his father turned into full-blown sexual desire. Society’s message was clear: such feelings were taboo and should not be acknowledged, let alone voiced. He internalized this, leading to guilt, anger, and self-hatred. His self-destructive behavior eventually landed him in court.
My dreams and hopes for him shattered when the judge sent him to boot camp. Surprisingly, it worked. It straightened him out, almost literally, and transformed him from a teenage boy into a striking young man—muscular, handsome, and well-built.
The first time I saw him after his return, he stepped out of the shower and walked into the living room naked. He rushed back to the bathroom when he saw me, but I caught a glimpse, and it left me breathless. It was my turn to harbor taboo fantasies. I doubt any straight man could see Brody naked and not entertain certain thoughts.
We sat on the sofa, awkward and unaware that we shared the same desires. Somehow, it just happened. Our feelings were too strong to resist. Our eyes met, and our lips came together, drawn by an irresistible force. Our world changed forever. Everything I knew shattered and reassembled into a new reality where my son was my lover.
It took days to process, but in that moment, as I lay on the sofa holding my sweet boy, I felt his body release guilt and desire, finally safe in his daddy’s arms in a way neither of us had dreamed possible.
Our journey has been amazing, wonderful, and confusing. I’ve never experienced sex like this before. Brody, a strong and confident young soldier, turns into a hungry, horny, whimpering puppy at the sight of my cock. Nothing else matters to him until he gets what only I can give him. It’s an ego trip, and it’s hot as hell. I’m an attractive man and get plenty of attention, but no one has ever desired or loved me like Brody does.
Our sex life is indescribable, but our relationship is even more profound. I never want to let him out of my sight or arms again. However, he’s a young man who needs to find his way in the world, and right now, that means the army. He insists it’s not a career but a path to his college scholarship. I offered to pay for his education, but this is something he needs to do for himself.
I understand it’s not about me; it’s about what he needs to prove to himself. Part of being a dad is letting go when the time comes. Yesterday, that time came for my sweet boy to return to base. I tried to be brave, holding back my feelings for both of us. I knew leaving wasn’t easy for him either, even if it was his choice. As we said goodbye, our eyes met, and our lips were drawn together, just like the first time. When he said, “We’ve got time…,” that was all it took.
I spun Brody around, pushing his back against the wall, kissing him hard enough to take his breath away. He wrapped his legs around my waist, just like when he was a boy. My boy. My young man. My lover. And I gave him the send-off he deserved.
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A NEW MAN Tape 6 – Proper Send-Off
My (Cain Marko) son Brody Fox had a complicated childhood. In truth, his early years were idyllic, perhaps too perfect. With his mother absent, he was my pride and joy, and I spoiled him, maybe excessively. He developed feelings for me without understanding them, and I was oblivious.
As he grew older, his teenage years became turbulent. His hormones surged, and his childhood crush on his father turned into full-blown sexual desire. Society’s message was clear: such feelings were taboo and should not be acknowledged, let alone voiced. He internalized this, leading to guilt, anger, and self-hatred. His self-destructive behavior eventually landed him in court.
My dreams and hopes for him shattered when the judge sent him to boot camp. Surprisingly, it worked. It straightened him out, almost literally, and transformed him from a teenage boy into a striking young man—muscular, handsome, and well-built.
The first time I saw him after his return, he stepped out of the shower and walked into the living room naked. He rushed back to the bathroom when he saw me, but I caught a glimpse, and it left me breathless. It was my turn to harbor taboo fantasies. I doubt any straight man could see Brody naked and not entertain certain thoughts.
We sat on the sofa, awkward and unaware that we shared the same desires. Somehow, it just happened. Our feelings were too strong to resist. Our eyes met, and our lips came together, drawn by an irresistible force. Our world changed forever. Everything I knew shattered and reassembled into a new reality where my son was my lover.
It took days to process, but in that moment, as I lay on the sofa holding my sweet boy, I felt his body release guilt and desire, finally safe in his daddy’s arms in a way neither of us had dreamed possible.
Our journey has been amazing, wonderful, and confusing. I’ve never experienced sex like this before. Brody, a strong and confident young soldier, turns into a hungry, horny, whimpering puppy at the sight of my cock. Nothing else matters to him until he gets what only I can give him. It’s an ego trip, and it’s hot as hell. I’m an attractive man and get plenty of attention, but no one has ever desired or loved me like Brody does.
Our sex life is indescribable, but our relationship is even more profound. I never want to let him out of my sight or arms again. However, he’s a young man who needs to find his way in the world, and right now, that means the army. He insists it’s not a career but a path to his college scholarship. I offered to pay for his education, but this is something he needs to do for himself.
I understand it’s not about me; it’s about what he needs to prove to himself. Part of being a dad is letting go when the time comes. Yesterday, that time came for my sweet boy to return to base. I tried to be brave, holding back my feelings for both of us. I knew leaving wasn’t easy for him either, even if it was his choice. As we said goodbye, our eyes met, and our lips were drawn together, just like the first time. When he said, “We’ve got time…,” that was all it took.
I spun Brody around, pushing his back against the wall, kissing him hard enough to take his breath away. He wrapped his legs around my waist, just like when he was a boy. My boy. My young man. My lover. And I gave him the send-off he deserved.