CHAPTER 13

Cameraman Dad

Previously on Making Our Straight Dad a Porn Star:

    Harry is shocked when he finds out his sons Sawyer and Kurt make a living by producing porn together… porn which includes Kurt fucking his younger brother Sawyer on camera! After he learns more about their business, Harry can't help but be impressed by how successful it is. Before long, Harry starts making cameos in his sons' incestuous videos.

SAWYER:

    On Valentine's Day, most people make plans to have dinner with their significant others, or maybe they spend the day with friends, or alone, complaining about the nature of the holiday. As for me, my plans were quite unique: I was on my way to New York to film my older brother having sex with his girlfriend.

    After several months together, Kurt and Jessica's relationship seemed to be going better than ever. Jess was the perfect girl for my brother. She knew all about our explicit, family-oriented business and she didn't have a problem with it. My brother got lucky with her – I mean, how many other girls would be okay with Kurt saying "I make a living by fucking my younger brother on camera. Oh and by the way, our dad joins us on occasion, and we all jack off together for our perverted audience."

    Unfortunately, traffic into the city tonight was the worst I'd ever seen. At first I thought it was just because it was Valentine's Day and everyone from the suburbs was driving to New York to go on a date. As it turned out, there was some sort of accident on the highway so everything was moving super slow. I realized I'd be late for my shoot with Kurt and Jessica, so I called my brother to let him know.

    "Oh, don't worry," Kurt said, sounding surprisingly calm about this. "Dad is here, he can be our cameraman."

    "Are– Are you sure?" I asked.

    "Yeah, I think he can figure it out. It's not that complicated," Kurt continued. "If you gonna be more than an hour late, you don't need to bother showing up."

    I knew that my brother wasn't TRYING to sound dismissive, but I was kinda hurt by how quickly he substituted me.

    "You have a nice evening, okay? We'll talk later. Text me when you finally get to the city," Kurt said and hung up the phone.

    Stuck in my car, I rang my boyfriend Brock next.

    "Hey honey. What's up?" he said as he answered the phone.

    "Not much. Stuck in traffic," I moaned.

    "Don't you have a shoot with Kurt and Jessica?"

    "Not anymore. They got my dad to be their cameraman, so they don't need me anymore. Now I got nothing to do all evening," I sighed.

    "Are you still coming to the city? If you want we can go for dinner. I'll be done with work in an hour or so," Brock suggested.

    "Okay," I agreed, feeling slightly better.

    After a while, I was finally able to move my car forward. Little by little, I made some progress and after I passed the place of the accident, traffic flowed significantly faster. At long last, I made it to Manhattan, and I met Brock at a restaurant where he'd managed to snag a last-minute reservation.

    "So how's everything with your dad?" my boyfriend asked me while we were working on some appetizers.

     "Okay, I guess. I didn't even know he was coming to New York today," I shrugged.

    "Are you shooting any videos together soon?" Brock asked.

    "Last time we did was two weeks ago. We did a live stream where I sucked him off," I said. 

    "Yeah, I saw that. I was at work but I snuck off to the bathroom to watch you live," my boyfriend winked at me, turned on by the idea of me sucking my own father's cock. "So what's next?"

    "I don't know. I don't want to overwhelm Dad," I admitted. "He's taken to this very well, but sex with men is still something new to him."

    "Maybe he just needs a bit more… exposure," Brock proposed mischievously. "Why don't you call him and see what he's up to."

    When I got a hold of my father after dinner, he said they had just wrapped up the shoot at Jessica's apartment. Jessica had plans, but Dad said that he and Kurt could meet us for drinks. Brock and I picked a bar we liked but didn't go to very often, especially now that we lived in Connecticut. I was glad to finally be meeting up with my father and brother, but when they arrived, all they could talk about was the shoot with Jess, how hot the scene had been, and how great of a cameraman Dad was.

    I was feeling a little left out, and Brock wasn't helping much. He seemed to be flirtier than usual, especially with my father. Granted, watching that was kinda hot, but not enough to fully bring me out of my funk. When we all ordered a second round of drinks, I asked Dad if he was planning on driving home tonight. As it turns out, he'd booked a room at a swanky hotel not far from here.

    "If it's just one night in the city, I'm gonna spring for an extra nice room," Dad said merrily. At that point, he might've noticed my slightly sour mood, because he added, "You know Sawyer, all during the shoot I was hearing your voice in my head. You've been showing me the ropes on how to shoot videos and if I really did do a good job tonight, it's all thanks to you."

    "Aww, Dad," I said, blushing slightly in surprise. "I'm glad you felt good doing it."

    "Dad was feeling all kinds of good doing it," Kurt said teasingly. "He was hard the whole time he was filming, and it was easy to tell since he's freeballing today. Jessica was starting to get distracted." 

    We all laughed, and I saw Kurt eyeing me with curiosity.

    "That's the biggest smile I've seen on you all night, Sawyer," my brother observed. "You've been kinda quiet and antsy, you doing okay?" Before I could brush off his comment, Brock interjected.

    "Sawyer just needs some dick," my boyfriend stated with assuredness. "You know how he gets when he's horny. Plus, I think he's upset that he missed out on the shoot at Jessica's apartment."

    "Well shit, if that's the problem, maybe we can film a second scene today," my brother suggested, glancing around the bar. "Where's the men's room? You wanna suck my dick, Sawyer? That Viagra I took's still workin', we can record a vid for the VIP group."

    "I don't think we can do that here," I said ruefully. "The restrooms aren't very private, and they're very busy." 

    "Damn, that's too bad," Kurt said. I knew that public fun remained one of my brother's favorite indulgences. Luckily, our father, with three drinks in him, was quick with a suggestion. 

    "Let's just head back to my hotel room, boys," he said. "Maybe I can get some more camerawork practice while you two... create some content."

    I chuckled at my father's choice of words. He was already adopting our terminology. Brock was definitely right when he said I was horny, and I thanked my lucky stars for my big brother and my dad, as well as for my boyfriend. 

    Soon, all four of us got going to Dad's hotel. It had a central atrium and glass elevators running up the sides. Once we started going up, Brock and Kurt pressed me in between them and started feeling up, kissing me, and reaching into my pants. I was gasping in pleasure when I glanced over and saw that my father was recording us with a big grin plastered on his face. Knowing this was for the fans, I got even more into it and I felt the unique thrill of being on display, a hundred feet above a crowded hotel lobby.

    Up in Dad's  room, the clothes came off fast. Dad stayed dressed (somewhat to my disappointment) and once Brock and Kurt had stripped me naked and tossed me onto the bed, they both got into position as I got up on my hands and knees. Sometimes Brock and Kurt really got one another going for the camera, and this was one of those times when they were really vibing, taking on some frat-boyish personas which I always loved. They were immediately boasting about who was gonna fuck me harder and how deep inside they were gonna blow their loads.

    Brock got to my ass first, as Kurt growled that he needed my throat around his cock immediately. They both slid into me at the same time, each of them going balls-deep in a single thrust. The intensity made me light-headed for a moment as they began pistoning their cocks back and forth while cheering one another on.

    "Fuck yeah, give your baby brother what he needs, Kurt," Brock grunted as he slammed his hips against me. Some might think he was getting extra verbal for the cameras's sake; but in Brock's case, I knew that he was turned on by watching me suck my own brother's cock.

    "What I need is that insatiable hole you're fucking right now, dude," Kurt shot back. "Can't wait to fill him up." Whether his words were meant especially for the camera, I couldn't tell; but I liked to think my brother meant what he said.

    Their banter continued and I felt such a rush knowing that my father was not only watching but recording it for all our fans to see. I knew this would always be one of my favorite videos because of that. Dad looked thrilled to be doing this as I saw him move around the bed to capture the action from multiple angles.

    After a while, Kurt and Brock decided to switch places, and during that brief time when I didn't have any cocks in me, I felt so exposed and on display, my holes begging to be filled again. I looked right at the camera, which also meant I was looking right at my father, and blew a quick kiss.

    My big brother began pounding my ass hard the moment he got inside. Brock kept one hand on my neck as he pushed his cock past my lips and moaned while describing how he could feel his dick going down my throat. They spent another good while railing me, all of it captured by Dad.

    At one point, Brock pulled back out of my mouth and slowly moved around so that he was next to Kurt, right behind me. I felt Brock slapping his cock against one side of my ass as the two of them traded bro-ish encouragements and Kurt started to fuck me harder. Dad decided to go for the best angle – just like I'd taught him – and moved so that he was right in front of me, leaning forward over my back to get the bird's-eye view of my older brother deep-dicking me while my boyfriend slapped his cock right next to my hole.

    This meant, of course, that my father's crotch was now right in my face, and I took the opportunity to press my nose and mouth firmly into his hard cock, with the material of his pants as the only barrier between my mouth and the cock that made me. I desperately wanted to suck my dad's dick right then, but this was turning out to be a super hot scene and he needed to stay focused on his camera work. Even though I'd told him to always keep both hands on the phone when not using the tripod, I couldn't fault him when I felt one of his hands pressing the back of my head. Dad's cock throbbed as he pushed my face firmly into his crotch, and I kept it like that even after he took his hand away. I could almost taste the precum that was oozing from his cock.

    Meanwhile, Brock and Kurt were hamming it up for the camera and continued to joke around. They got the idea to see if Brock could work any of his cock into me alongside my brother's. Even though I knew that all our positions were wrong to do a full and proper balls-deep DP like I loved, I felt a rush knowing that my father was about to see his slutty son take two cocks.

    "Fuck yeah, look at that beautiful sight," I heard Kurt say as Brock's dickhead pushed past my open sphincter and about an inch of his cock slid in next to Kurt's. I love that I could feel my father's cock throb harder against my face as he witnessed this up close. I didn't know if he'd ever watched any of the videos on the VIP site where I got DP-ed. I hoped he had, but even so there was nothing like the up close and personal view he was getting right now.

    I knew Kurt and Brock had their hips pressed tightly together, trying to allow for more of Brock's shaft to sink in. They stopped talking for a little while and I could hear them making out. I imagined Dad panning up from the image of my cock-filled hole to the one of Brock kissing my brother deeply.

    Kurt surprised me by saying that he was about to blow. I figured he'd last longer since he'd had the shoot with Jessica just a few hours ago. But he'd really gotten into this impromptu session tonight and I could tell he was really feeling himself. Brock continued to fuck the end of his cock into me as Kurt emptied his nuts deeper inside, both of them moaning.

    I felt my brother pull out, simultaneous with Brock pushing further in. This was definitely my new favorite way to switch from one top to the next. Never a moment without a cock in me. I moaned deeply into Dad's crotch, letting my mouth cover the head of his cock through his pants. It was getting me so wound up, having my father's cock kept from me by that thin layer of material. 

    Dad stepped back and I had a brief moment of disappointment, until I saw that he was moving so he could film Kurt stepping around to put his own cock in my face. My brother's tool still had a few globs of his thick cum clinging to the shaft, and when he whacked his barely-softening erection against my face, it made a loud, wet sound.

    "Clean me up, little bro," Kurt said with a satisfied grin, and then he shoved his cock all the way down my throat. Dad crouched down and came in super close, focusing on my mouth stretched around the base of my brother's cock. Our eyes met for just a moment, and I felt close to shooting a load myself for a few seconds. I closed my eyes as Kurt began to slide his cock out, and I kept my lips sealed tight so that his dick would come out nice and clean as he'd ordered. He was already fully hard again, probably thanks to the pills he'd taken.

    Just as my brother's dickhead passed out through my suctioning lips, Brock started to cum inside my ass. My father, still taking his duties very seriously, stood up and moved to capture me getting bred one more time. I could tell Brock was really giving the camera a good show, spreading my cheeks and slowly pulling out as he finished blowing his load. It was probably an amazing shot as he splattered the last blast onto my gaped-open hole.

    "Oh fuck, look at that... get in real close on that," I head Brock say as he showed off my well-fucked cummy hole to my dad (and the camera). Dad was near enough for me to feel his leg pressed against my side. Brock finally stepped away and Dad got a panning shot up my body as I lay flat on my stomach on the bed. Taking footage of his slutty, well-used son. Finally, Dad stopped recording and looked at me with a smile.

    Stepping closer, my father leaned over and touched my cheek with two of his fingers. I realized I had some of Kurt's jizz, still fresh from my ass, on the side of my face where my brother had slapped his cum-covered cock. Dad finished pushing the sticky blob to my mouth and let me suck his fingertips clean before he smiled proudly and mussed my hair playfully.

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