HARRY:

    One thing that almost nobody knew about me was that I'd fucked a man – and now just any man, but a friend of my son's. It happened five years ago, in the summer of 2018. My son Sawyer and his boyfriend Brock came to stay over at our family cabin in the Catskills. They brought their friends Taylor and Owen over, another gay couple. By this point, I knew most people in Sawyer's social circles were gay and I was okay with that, even though it was very different from the way I'd grown up. (Little did I know the direction my own life would take soon.)

    That summer, Taylor and I stayed up late one night drinking cognac. It was a hot night and the young man was wearing nothing but a pair of white briefs with a very peculiar bulge in the front. With some liquid courage in me, I dared ask if Taylor was wearing something on his cock. He happily pulled his underwear down to reveal what he described as a "cock cage." I marveled at it for a moment, and thanked him for the explanation.

    Two days later, I stumbled upon Taylor getting fucked by his boyfriend Owen in the woods. When they saw me, the two guys just kept going, until Owen looked me dead in the eyes and announced, "I'm about to cum inside him."

    I'd whipped my own hard cock out and I was stroking it. The sight of Owen releasing his load in Taylor's ass almost pushed me over the edge. Just as I was about to cum, Owen spoke again and told me, "Wait, don't do it just yet. Wanna cum inside him instead?"

    Accepting the invitation, I stepped forward and slid my tool up Taylor's already-open hole, slick with Owen's jizz leaking out of it. It only took me a minute or so, but I was adding my own batter to the mix. 

    And now here I was: an amateur porn star in my own right. Sure, I had my sons to thank for my new career; but ever since I'd joined the project I'd developed a fan base of my own. Fans always asked for more content (it was surreal to think that I had "fans"). Even when I wasn't in front of the camera, I was now working as a cameraman as well. Earlier tonight, I'd filmed my first scene: recording my elder son Kurt fuck his girlfriend Jessica. Merely hours later, I was in a hotel room in Manhattan, filming Kurt and Brock spit-roasting Sawyer. 

    "Fuck, that was intense," Kurt said, sweat dripping down his body and onto the hotel room floor. "I'm gonna go take a shower."

    I sat down on the bed to catch my breath. Even though I wasn't amongst the people who had sex right now, my heart was beating a mile a minute and I was still sporting major wood. Sawyer and Brock joined me on the bed, stark naked and cuddling next to me. Soon, the sound of the shower stopped. Kurt stepped out, towel-drying his hair.

    "By the way Sawyer," my older son began, taking something out of his backpack, "here's your tripod that I borrowed. I'll leave it here." After quickly pulling on some clothes, Kurt continued, "Okay guys, I'm gonna go back to Jessica's. I'm spending the night there. Y'all have fun over here. Don't do anything I wouldn't do."​​

    And just like that, Kurt was gone. The room suddenly seemed much quieter, and only when I heard the steady sound of Sawyer's breathing did I realize he'd fallen asleep. I had one arm wrapped around my son and he was nestled into my shoulder. I moved my hand up to his head and began running my fingers through his hair as I cuddled him closer. I glanced over at Brock, who was in the same position but on the other side of me, and was amused to see he was wide awake and looking up at me with a wry smile.

    "This has meant the world to him, you know?" Brock said, and then he reached across my chest and let his hand join mine as we played with my son's hair idly. I'd known Brock for so long, and we'd developed our own rapport over the years. The closeness of the moment didn't feel odd at all. "Sawyer and I have done a lot of things – sexually I mean – even before we started shooting porn with Kurt. But it made Sawyer really happy, getting to try out new things with you."

    "Sucking my cock, you mean?" I said, playfully. Brock's dick was pressed into my hip, and I could swear I felt it swell up right after I said that.

    "Among other things," he laughed. "I think you've known for a while that sex is a huge part of Sawyer's life. I don't think he ever imagined that he could share that part of himself with you and his brother. And he's happy that he's been able to introduce you to new things." Brock snuggled in a bit closer and then craned his neck up and gave me a peck on the cheek. "I'm glad, too... Dad," he added, and we both smiled.

    Soon after that, Brock stood up and said he was going to take a shower. He invited me to join him, which was an intriguing idea, but I knew he understood when I said I wanted to stay on the bed with Sawyer. The movement and noise of Brock getting up and going to start the shower caused my son to stir, and when he fully awakened and opened his eyes to look up at me, a smile spread on his face.

    "Son, there's something I want to tell you about," I said after a moment, and I think he could tell I was a little nervous. There wasn't any feeling of shame about what I was about to say, but I didn't like that it was something I'd kept from my son for so long. "Do you remember when you and Brock brought your friends to the cabin a few years ago?"

    "Yeah, Taylor and Owen," he replied, looking curious. "That was a fun trip, I know they had a good time."

    "I had a nice time, too," I continued. "In fact, it was a pretty eye-opening time for me. I, um... well, all you boys were out somewhere and I decided to go for a walk. I stumbled upon Taylor and Owen on the trail, and they were... going at it. Right there against a tree."

    "Ha! Sound like them," Sawyer said with an amused tone. "Taylor never told me that. I'm surprised, since he usually loves to brag about that kind of shit."

    "Well, I actually asked him not to say anything to you," I admitted, taking a deep breath. "Because... well, I enjoyed watching the two of them and then... I ended up fucking Taylor while Owen watched us." I let that sit for a moment, and I felt Sawyer tense up a little before he relaxed again, though he didn't say anything.

    "That little bitch," my son finally said, and then laughed a little. I started to sit up a little, concerned I might have stirred up some negative feelings by sharing this.

    "Now, if you're upset about this, I want you to know–" I began.

    "No, Dad," Sawyer interrupted, placing his hand on my chest. "I'm not mad. I guess... I guess I just liked the idea that it was me and Kurt who opened you up to exploring this side of yourself."

    "You boys have definitely shown me how much there was to... explore, as you put it," I assured him. "In fact, if it hadn't been for that unexpected experience with Taylor, I might not have been able to roll with things as easily as I did."

    Sawyer just shook his head in amusement, and we both had a good laugh. It felt good to finally have this thing out in the open, especially after we'd shared so much else recently. We cuddled a bit more, and then Brock returned from the bathroom, drying off, still fully naked.

    "Mmm, it looks like you two have been having some interesting conversation," he quipped, climbing onto the end of the bed and reaching for both our crotches. I was sporting wood in my pants after everything we'd been discussing, and next to me my naked son had a boner as well. "What if I set up that tripod and we make one more Valentine's Day video?"

    When Brock saw on both our faces that we were game, he stood up and proceeded to get things ready. Sawyer and I got off the bed as well, and my son stepped up to me and began unbuttoning my shirt. I let him slowly remove my clothes, enjoying the sensual contact, and Sawyer certainly wasn't shy about touching my hard cock throughout the process. After he slid my pants down, he took my bare shaft in his hand and stroked me slowly as he looked me in the eye.

    Brock said he was going to start the camera rolling, and a moment later he was on his knees in front of both of us, sucking my cock first and then switching to Sawyer's. My son and I each had a hand on the back of Brock's head the whole time, our fingers intertwined as he pleasured us.

    "I've been wanting to do this since I met you, Harry," Brock whispered at one point, perhaps meaning that only for my ears and not for the camera. I felt my heart flutter a little at hearing that, knowing that I'd been an object of desire for my son's handsome boyfriend.

    With my cock still in Brock's mouth, Sawyer moved back a little and then guided Brock into a hands-and-knees position between us. Then, Brock moaned as my son's hard cock slid into his ass. I had to smile as I watched them. While my son had told me that he was "versatile" (a new term for me), this was the first time I'd seen Sawyer taking the top position during sex. His energy was the same, but the look on his face was more focused and intense than when it was him getting fucked.

    Brock was moaning deeply every time one of us thrusted into him, and soon we all got in sync and it felt like we were all parts of some machine that was slowly building to an intense climax. I didn't know how long I was going to last.

    "Do you want his ass, Dad?" Sawyer asked, at which point Brock moaned again while deepthroating my cock. I had to slow down right then, since hearing my son say that almost pushed me over the edge.

    "Fuck yeah, son," I replied. "You wanna give it to me?" The banter was for the camera but it was also a rush speaking the words out loud, since the intense feelings in the mix were very real. This was a special moment for the three of us, I already knew.

    "What's more romantic that fucking your son's boyfriend on Valentine's Day?" Sawyer responded with a devilish grin. He slowly withdrew himself from Brock's ass, and I did the same, though Brock seemed reluctant to let my cock leave his lips. He looked up at me with a hungry expression and then quickly rotated himself and presented his open asshole to me.

    As Brock took my son into his mouth, seeming eager to swallow the cock that had just been in his ass, I moved forward and inserted my dickhead into the slick tunnel that Sawyer had opened up for me. I was reminded of that time I fucked Taylor, whose ass had also just been vacated by his partner and offered to me. But this was an even more intense experience. Brock was like a third son to me in many ways, and the man Sawyer was committed to. This was more than a fun tryst, and that made it even more enjoyable, and also even more exciting to be recording it for posterity.

    We found the same rhythm again, this time with me pushing my whole length into Brock's ass with each thrust. The tightness was so different from most of the other sex I'd had in my life. I immediately knew that this was something I wanted to continue to explore, with Brock and my sons acting as my guides. I gripped Brock's hips tighter and picked up the pace, feeling that sensation starting to build. I'd been edging toward this load for many hours at this point, ever since shooting Kurt and Jessica's video earlier in the day. It felt like I was about to unleash a tsunami of cum inside Brock's ass.

    Whether or not it felt like that to him, Brock reacted with eager moans when I started flooding his hole, and I locked eyes with my son while it happened. I could tell that the electricity of the moment triggered Sawyer as well, and he began blasting his own seed down his boyfriend's throat. We maintained that eye contact for the duration of both our orgasms, and that made it even more intense and special for us.

    "Fuck..." Brock exhaled with exhaustion in his voice after we slowly withdrew our cocks from him. "That was perfect." He collapsed back onto the bed, and Sawyer and I climbed on and lay down on either side of him, both wrapping him up in our arms. Brock sighed deeply and I could tell he was going to fall asleep in just a moment. My hand intertwined with Sawyer's on Brock's chest and the two of us closed our eyes as well. What a way to spend Valentine's Day, indeed.

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