I'm a guy and I recently turned 18. When I was about 10 I started to have a serious crush on my Dad. I always loved him deeply but at 10 I started to have sexual thoughts about him. I tried to peek at him when he was getting dressed or in the bathroom. I would put my ear up to his bedroom door and listen in as he made love to my Mom wiching it was me his cock was going into and out of. I started to look for internet porn involving boys my age and men old enough to be their Dad. At that time there was a lot of kiddy porn of that kind. I learned how to jerk off by watching gay porn and I watched boys my age get fucked in the ass or mouth and wished it was me getting it. I tried to be affectinate with my Dad more than what was normal and he never got the hint and I think he also had no interest in guys and probably not boys my age especially. When I was 13 I was outed at a school function by a boy that I thought I could trust. I was planning to come out but on my own terms in my own time and I really wanted to wait about another year or so but of course that didn't happen. I was getting an award and the entire student body and most of their parents were there including mine. My friend was suposed to introduce me and then I was suposed to go up and then the principal was suposed to present me with the award then I was expected to say a few words and I had a one paragraph speech prepared. That is when he introduced me as "And now I want to introduce the first GAY recipient of the...." and I just wanted to disapear. I could not believe he would betray my trust like that and the whole school burst out in laughter and there were a lot of people ridiculiing me and it took me nearly 5 minutes to get up the courage to walk up to the stage but there were more people cheering me on than ridiculing me and they shouted down the haters and finally I got pulled along by people supporting me. My friend looked embarassed that he let the gay part slip out and he whispered "sorry dude I didn't mean to..." But it was too late. So I accepted my award and read my quick little speech then walked down back to my seat really embarassed by the whole affair and thankful that attention was then turned to the next award being handed out and I just sat there in silence between my parents wishing again to be invisible since my father didn't like gay people and my mom while silent on the issue never said anything possitive about gay people so it was a big unknown that I had hoped I would not have to deal with until a little later in my life.

My mom hugged me and my dad patted me on the head and neither said a word for the rest of the function. When it was over we went home and I went straight to my room and put the award on my shelf with two trophies I had won in archery earlier in the year and started to get ready for bed when my Mom knocked on the door and wanted to talk.

She came in and I was sitting there on my bed in just a towel as I was about to take a shower and she just sat down next to me and put her arms around me and hugged me and said she was so proud of me and I thought she was talking about the stupid award which I really didn't want all that much in the first place but I guess it makes some people feel good to give out awards. All I did was do the Heimlic maneuver on some kid a grade behind me who forgot he couldn't breath a meatball. All of the kids at the table we were sitting at had just taken first aid in health class including the Heimlic maneuver and the only reason it was me that did it was because I happen to be sitting closest. If I had sat one seat down it would have simply been another kid doing it so I don't figure it is all that big of a deal but I was outvoted on the issue.

So when my mom told me that she thought I was the bravest kid she knew I figured she was blowing the whole "hero" thing way out of proportion and started to tell her so when she said that she wasn't talking about the award and as it turns out that while she WAS proud of me for the hugging and squeezing the kids she was far more proud of me for still getting up after my friend's slip to receive my award. Then she put both hands on my cheaks and looked me in the eyes about 6 inches from my face the way she did whenever she wanted to say something to me really seriously and said "I know that wasn't how you wanted to tell me but I've known for years now and was just waiting until you felt comfortable telling me. I love you and who you are attracted to has no affect on that at all. You being gay does not matter to me in the least I just wish you didn't get outed like that because I could see how much that hurt you."

Well I was not really expecting that. I was expecting her to go on about me being too young to know and that I might grow out of it etc. but she had accepted my being gay before I was even aware of it myself completely.

We didn't even brooch the topic of my Dad and she just kissed my forhead and said "I love you, good night" gave me another hug and then left me there.

Well that stunned me as I said but mom was a wild card and I knew it and had had no idea how she was going to react so one down and one to go and I was certain my Dad not going to be a happy camper.

Almost as soon as Mom left the room Dad knocked on the door. I said "come in" and Dad came over and now it was his turn to sit down next to me and I was still wearing a towel. Dad's reaction was different and I was expecting it to be different from my Moms but I was no way prepared for what he was about to do and said.

First he threw his arms around me and hugged me and told me he loved me. That was totally unexpected. He did tell me from time to time that he loved me as one would expect a Dad to do and he did occasionally give me a quick hug but actaully had not done so in nearly a year. He really wasn't a hugger and especially not a hugger of the male gender. But this time he hugged me tight and for well over an hour and rubbed my back affectionately the whole time and repeatedly told me he loved me.

Well as I said I had had a crush on him for about three years and all thish hugging and back rubbing and "I-love-yous" was making me really horny and his cologne didn't help matters and he smelled so so good and I was starting to get hard. Thank god at 13 I wasn't really well hung and the towel was bunched up so it was well hid. Then Dad pulled back a little and said we need to talk.

Well here it comes but his rare show of physical affection had convinced me that no matter what came next it couldn't possibly be that bad. I looked in his face and noticed a tear and just sat there silently.

"Sean I need to tell you something. A long time ago when I was your age I found out that I like guys. At first I thought I was queer and became depressed and suicidal. In those day being queer was the worst thing you could be. I had a crush on a boy in my class and we started to fool around and yes I had gay sex with him but I was ashamed. Eventually I came to the realization that I also liked girls and I went back and forth between dating girls and dating boys though in high school it was mostly girls. Then I met your mom and we fell in love and you know the rest. Your mom knows and she has helped me to come to terms with my bisexuality and she even introduced me to a gay friend of hers and we fooled around a few times until you were born. For the longest time I hated myself and tried to forget about that side of myself so I guess I have overcompensated by pretending to be homophobic but the fact is if I hated gay and bisexual guys I would be hating myself."

Well you should have seen the look on my face. My jaw was wide open and my eyes were bugging out and I was so stunned I had forgotten that my mother had come in earlier and I even forgot about the award ceremony and a lot of other things. I fact I think I forgot my name. So now it was now my turn and I threw my arms around my Dad and hugged him and told him I loved him and I meant it not just as a boy would mean it to his Dad but also as a boy would mean it to the man he was in love with but that was lost on my Dad. He of course hugged me back and told me again he loved me again and then my Mom walked in and asked if she could join this gay hugging fest and we both looked at her with dagger eyes but then laughed and so that was how my Dad and I bonded like we had never bonded before. We all of a sudden had so much in common and spent about 10 times as much time together as we used to in fact my Mom joked a lot about how we were siamese twins.

Then one day when I was 15 and was a lot braver than before I just blurted out to my Dad that I found him attractive and if he was not my dad I would want to fuck him. He playfully slapped my face and scolded me for the obscenity and said that he was attracted to me since I was about 7 and wanted to fuck me too but that would be wrong and he would not do that. Well I thought I was done being shocked but I guess I was wrong. He had been secretly harboring his own sexual feelings for me and was affraid I would be weirded out but when I confessed my feelings to him he just blurted out his feelings and we hugged again then joked that we ought not hug too much or we would give each other hard-ons then I peeked at his crotch and saw through his pants his gigantic hard on tenting his pants and I really wanted to just unzip his pants and throat his cock but I didn't.

After that periodically we would joke about our mutual attraction and even flirt with each other including in front of my mother who pretended to be anoyed. But we never fucked despite me frequently jerking off thinking about my Dad's big cock going in one of my orafices and he admitted to occasionally thinking about me in a gay way while fucking my mom's ass. But other than that we never did anything about it. He was married to my mom and I got a boyfriend in my senior year and now I am a freshman in college and my boyfriend is also my dorm mate. But I also have a English lit prof who I have a serious crush on and if I could just talk him and my boyfriend into a threesome...