CHAPTER 17
Make Sure You Get It on Camera, Dad
KURT:
With spring finally back in New York, it seemed like everyone wanted to be outdoors these days. One Sunday morning, Sawyer, Brock, and I drove all the way to Central Park, where we were joined by Dad who was waiting for us at Great Hill on the north end. There, we all took our shirts off and pretended to throw a football around while posing for photos to post online. We couldn't do anything overtly sexual while surrounded by so many people, but we did our best to push the envelope as far as we could, wearing barely-there shorts and flashing our pubes and parts of our asscheeks when we got the chance.
At lunchtime, my brother and Brock offered to walk to the nearest store and buy us something to eat. Dad and I lay down on our backs on the warm grass, gazing lazily at the sky.
"So, you're happy with how business is going?" my father asked after a few minutes of comfortable silence.
"Yeah, really happy," I replied. "Jessica and I just posted a new video yesterday and it got a ton of hits. I'm telling ya, I really lucked out, meeting a girl like her."
"And don't forget your brother," Dad noted. "He deserves some credit for your success."
"Oh, are you kidding me, Sawyer deserves most of the credit! It was all his idea in the first place. Not to mention he trained me on how to do the whole thing," I acknowledged.
"Yeah. I guess him being gay really came in handy," Dad said.
"For sure. I mean, 90% of porn consumers are men or something like that, so I wouldn't be successful without that audience. Not to mention… the incest thing really helps draw people in."
"Yes. I have to admit… I'm kinda surprised how many people are into it," Dad whispered, turning on his side to face me.
"Not me," I chuckled. "I remember stealing some of your porn mags when I was a kid. The spreads featuring twins or moms and daughters were some of my favorite."
"You… You used to go through my porn?" my dad stuttered.
"Of course," I laughed. "C'mon, you did such a half-assed job hiding it. You must've known we'd find it."
"I didn't, actually. I didn't really think about it. I guess I should've been more careful."
"Not really. I mean, boys stealing their dads' porn was a right of passage in that era. If it wasn't for online porn these days, I think I'd leave some magazines strategically placed around the house, now that I'm a dad."
"Speaking of online porn: do you ever worry that your kids are gonna find your stuff someday?" my father asked with concern in his voice.
"Not really. There's so much porn published online every single minute, I think my content's just gonna get lost in the crowd eventually. Besides, I can't afford to stop right now. You've seen the amount of money we make. Can you think of a single job I could do and make even 10% of what I'm making?"
"No," Dad admitted. "But I don't want you to do anything you don't like just for the money."
"Oh, I LOVE what I'm doing!" I assured him. "I love Jessica and I love working with her. Even the content with Sawyer. At first I was hesitant, doing stuff with another guy – let alone my own brother – but it's been a good time. He really helped me grow comfortable with everything."
"Yeah. I was surprised to see you… jack him off last time I was filming you," Dad leaned in and whispered. "I always assumed… you were the receiving party."
"Not always. People love to watch me jerk him off or suck his dick," I said. I turned to look at Dad, who seemed absolutely flabbergasted. I smiled and before either one of us said anything else, Sawyer and Brock reappeared with some sandwiches for the group. We enjoyed a sedate picnic and watched the crowd around us as we ate. I noticed the four of us were on the receiving end of quite a few stares as well. Dad's comments reminded me that it was possible some people might actually recognize us.
After a while, we gathered everything up and headed back to the car. Brock and Dad put their shirts on before getting into the front seats, but my brother remained shirtless and I decided to follow suit. Brock was behind the wheel and the plan was to drop our dad off at the train station before heading back to Connecticut. The ride was fairly quiet, but not in an awkward way. I think all of us were a little tired from the sun and the food, and I found myself appreciating the slow drive down Central Park West despite the interminable Manhattan traffic.
My reverie was interrupted by the last thing I expected to hear: my own voice, coming from my brother's phone. I quickly realized that Sawyer was watching the latest video that Jessica and I had posted. The setting for that vid was the back of a cab, and the hottest part about it (for me, anyway) was that we shot it during a REAL taxi ride, nothing staged. To the driver it had probably seemed like a heavy make-out session; and even if he could tell what we were doing, I bet he loved it. Jessica had positioned the camera to capture, in great detail, me fingering her and ultimately getting her off.
"I never thought I'd say this about a video with zero dicks in it, but this is hot as fuck," Sawyer commented. I knew it was a genuine compliment and I couldn't help but feel pride at it. That feeling only got stronger when I noticed that my brother was playing with his hard cock, half of which was sticking out one leg of his barely-there short shorts. As we slowly crawled ahead down the busy street, it didn't take me long to get just as hard as my brother. Soon, I had my own cock out and I was stroking it slowly.
"Seems like quite the viewing party back there," Dad quipped when he looked back and noticed us. I saw Brock grinning in the rear-view mirror while stealing a glance now and then.
"Well, we gotta find a way to pass the time while traffic's like this," I said. Just then, the sounds of Jessica's rolling climax filled the car. I'd gotten her off really good during that cab ride, so much so that she'd returned the favor with an amazing blowjob when we got back to her place that day. As the video wrapped up, I caught Sawyer's attention and we traded looks, both of us apparently having the same idea. My brother set his phone down on the seat between us and we each quickly slid off our shorts. Sawyer had been freeballing all day whereas I had a jock on, which found its way to the floor of the car next to my shorts.
I tapped Dad's shoulder with one hand as I grabbed Sawyer's phone with the other. Our father seemed slightly surprised to look back and see both of his sons naked and sporting rock-hard boners. He chuckled and then looked even more amused as I handed him the phone.
"Will you film us, Dad?" I asked. He took it from me and opened up the camera, repositioning himself so that he was more comfortable as he faced the back seat.
"I guess watching Jessica and your brother in that cab gave you some ideas, huh, Sawyer?" Dad said to my brother. Now it was my turn to laugh.
"Wow Dad, how'd you know we were in a cab in that video?" I asked with a smirk. "It just went up yesterday. Have you watched it already?"
"Well, I'm certainly proud of your work," my father replied, "and besides... I needed something to do on the train ride this morning."
"Did you jerk off watching it right there in your seat?" Sawyer asked, sounding thrilled that our father might be getting up to some daring antics on his own. I noticed my brother was stroking his dick with a little more vigor as he posed the question.
"There may or may not have been some DNA evidence left behind," Dad gave a tongue-in-cheek response. "Now what exactly am I shooting here? I wanna be sure I get the best angle."
"You're in the perfect spot," I said, and then I leaned to my side and quickly slurped Sawyer's cock into my mouth. Dad seemed shocked, though he got over it quickly and began recording. It was a special thrill to blow his mind again, even if just a little, by servicing my brother's dick in front of him. Plus, I knew Sawyer would love it.
"Oh damn... Kurt, your mouth feels so fucking hot on my cock," my brother moaned as I started bobbing my head up and down, keeping his tool firmly between my lips. I did my best to jerk him with one hand as well, since due to the positioning I wasn't able to go all the way down. I'd received a number of blowjobs in the back seats of a car, but this was my first time giving one in such a location. It gave me new appreciation for how flexible a cocksucker can be in a confined space.
Glancing up at the skyline, I could tell we didn't have much longer. I doubled my efforts and really worked Sawyer's cock with a mix of his sweat and my saliva, causing him to moan and writhe around. I made sure to give Dad and the camera plenty of eye contact as I licked my brother's shaft up and down for a few minutes while tugging on his balls. While holding the camera, my father was staring directly at us rather than the screen of the phone. He'd assumed I was always the one getting serviced by Sawyer; maybe he thought I would never do something like suck another dude's cock. Well, I was happy to prove Dad's assumptions wrong.
I plunged back down onto my brother's cock as far as I could go, and I felt his short pubes tickle the tip of my nose. Wanting to show off from almost any angle, I made sure to let my full face be seen by the camera. Just as I'd picked up enough steam, I took in the briefest of breaths, leaving enough time to say something on my own.
"Now gimme that load, bro," I grunted. "And make sure you get it on camera, Dad." I wanted the viewers to know it was our father recording our incestuous blowjob.
Dad and Sawyer both moaned loudly as a response to my statement, and I could tell now that Sawyer's cock was absolutely throbbing. He started filling my mouth up with his fraternal seed a minute later, and I kept looking right at the camera as I swallowed every drop of his load. Just as Brock pulled up to the train station, I was wiping Sawyer's jizz from my lips.
Our father looked impressed as stopped recording and handed the phone back to Sawyer. Then, Dad looked down at his own crotch and said, "Well, I can't leave the car like this."
Looking at my father's lap, I realized his cock was fully hard as well, making for an obscene, unmistakable bulge in his shorts.
"Looks like you're gonna have to empty those nuts before going out," Sawyer said to our dad bemusedly. Then, my brother turned on his phone camera again and said, "Why don't you drive us around for a bit, Brock? And Dad, I'll take a video of you jacking off until you cum."
