HARRY:

    All parents want their children to be more successful than they were. My parents were poor, whereas my wife and I managed to become reliably middle-class. For a while there, I was worried about my sons. They'd both chosen to live in New York City, which was notoriously expensive; and neither of them had very promising jobs. Well, they proved me wrong.

    Now, standing here in Miami, in the second house my son Kurt had bought, I couldn't help but admire his success. I jumped in the pool and did a few laps, trying to remain in shape as best I could, now that I was a "porn star" as well. Ten minutes later, Kurt appeared by the side of the pool.

    "Hey. The kids are gone, right?" I asked. For the past week, Kurt's children were here in Florida with us, and during their stay we avoided skinny dipping, which is what I was currently doing.

    "Yeah, I just dropped them off at the airport," my son said, already sliding down his shorts and cannonballing himself into the pool, just as naked as I was. "You know, Dad, now that you're retired, nothing's stopping you from staying here all summer if you wanted to."

    "I can't. Your mom and I are going on a cruise in August. I splurged and got us first-class tickets with the money you boys have been giving me," I said as Kurt swam closer to me.

    "We haven't been giving you anything – you've earned it," my son corrected me. "You've become a fan favorite. Every video with you in it has people begging for more."

    "Well, I'm not sure how much more I can give them," I chuckled. "I mean, I've already fucked your brother."

    "Yeah… but you haven't fucked me," Kurt noted with a smirk.

    "Wait, what?" I asked. "Are… Are you serious?"

    "Well you know it wouldn't be my first time," my son said nonchalantly. "I've been fucked before, including by Sawyer. I quite like it. I think every man should try it, gay or straight."

    "But… doing it with me…"

    "Would be perfect," Kurt said. "I'm not gonna lie: watching you fuck Sawyer had me curious what it would be like."

    "You– You're curious what it would be like to be fucked by me?" I asked.

    "C'mon, Dad, stop acting so surprised," Kurt laughed. "You know how we do it at this house. Anything goes, as long as you're up for it."

    With that, my son placed his hands on the edge of the pool and pulled himself up. For a second or two, Kurt's incredibly muscular ass was right in my face… and fuck, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't tempted by his suggestion. I watched as my son walked toward one of the chaise lounges, water dripping while he walked almost in slow motion, as if he knew I was watching him and admiring his broad back and flexing glutes. 

    "You better get some sunscreen on," I told Kurt in typical dad fashion as he lay down on the chaise.

    "Ah, it's on the other side of the pool. Do you mind grabbing it for me?" 

    "What do you say?" I reminded him.

    "Please, Daddy," Kurt said with a chuckle.

    I swam across to grab the bottle and then walked up the pool stairs. Dripping wet and enjoying the warm air on my bare skin, I stepped up to the chaise where Kurt was. I handed him the lotion and he applied some on the front side of his body. Then, he handed it back to me and said, "Can you do my back?"

    "Sure," I nodded as Kurt lay down on his stomach.

    After squirting a good amount of sunscreen in a few lines up and down his tanned back, I got to work rubbing it in. It was easy to admire my son's muscular form with my eyes, but feeling his hard muscles gave me a new appreciation for everything he did to stay in such good shape. He got looks from nearly everyone when we'd walk around Miami, since he typically had his shirt unbuttoned, if he was wearing one on at all. Even his kids mentioned his big muscles a bunch of times this past week during their visit, and I could tell that my grandson was flexing frequently when we were all out at the pool, trying to show off to his dad and be just like him.

    Kurt wore square-cut swim shorts with the kids, so there was a tan line from that visible across my son's asscheeks. When I got to his cheeks with the sunblock, I took the time to knead them thoroughly and appreciate their firmness. I made sure to spread them apart as well, working the lotion into the crack, which gave me a closer look at my son's tight hole. I allowed my fingers to tease at it slightly, and I watched it clench at the contact and then relax slowly. Before I knew it, my cock was beginning to react, growing harder and harder until it was at full mast. My erection throbbed as I gave my son's glutes a few final squeezes. 

    "How about I do you now, Dad?" Kurt offered, quickly flipping over on the chaise and moving as if he wanted to get up. I stood up and moved out of his way. When he got up on his feet, I could see that Kurt was just as hard as I was.

    "Get comfortable, Dad," my son said in a suggestive tone as our hard-ons throbbed just inches away from one another. I stepped closer to the chaise and I began to climb on. "How about I start on your front?" he added, just in time for me to adjust my position before lying down on my back. I grinned, amused by where this was heading. Kurt certainly knew how to be seductive – even with his old man.

    My son straddled the chaise, staining with a leg on either side of my thighs, and he got some sunblock in his hands. Then, he lowered himself so that he was sitting on my thighs, and he leaned forward to begin rubbing the greasy substance into my chest. As he did that, our hard dicks brushed up against one another.

    The sensation was incredible, and feeling the heat and firmness of Kurt's cock next to mine caused me to leak some precum. As my son moved around, I felt our nutsacks rubbing up against one another as well, which was a more unusual sensation but just as erotic. With Kurt above me, his weight on me, his legs on either side of me, I was effectively pinned down, which also had an arousing quality to it.

    I was already breathing a little heavier and faster when I suddenly felt my son's hand on my cock. His hand was still slick from the sunblock as it slowly stroked my tool. The slow motions were getting me worked up fast, and I knew Kurt could tell as much when we looked one another in the eye.

    "There's a camera and tripod up in my bedroom," Kurt said. I obviously knew what he was suggesting.

    "Let's go," I replied curly.

    Once in his room, we positioned ourselves on the bed in a similar position: I got on my back and Kurt straddled me, this time with his ass right over my hard cock. The lights were on and the camera was recording. Even though the setting had changed, the vibe still had the same erotic intensity as outside. Kurt reached behind himself and stroked my cock as he teased the tip against his hole.

    This felt so different than the times when I'd fucked Sawyer. Here, Kurt was really the one in full control. As he lowered himself down, he took my dick with surprising ease. He was going slow, probably more for the camera than because he needed it. The look of pleasure and arousal on his face was genuine, and the fact that Kurt was turned on by getting fucked by me, his own father... well, that turned me on in return. The first time with Sawyer had been so amazingly overwhelming, and I was enjoying a different kind of "first time" with Kurt. We were both calmer, moving with deliberation and giving our pervy viewers just what they wanted to see.

    I let my firstborn take the lead, and he knew exactly what he wanted. I could feel him finding the right position so that he could work the head of my cock right up onto his prostate. Once Kurt found that, he firmed up his stance and just went for it. The feeling around my cock was amazing, and the sensitive head pounding across the same spot over and over was sending shivers along my spine.

    "Oh yeah, Dad... fuck me good, just like that," Kurt moaned, allowing himself to stroke his cock a few times. He was almost beyond rock hard, the shaft visibly throbbing and a constant pearl of precum quivering at the tip. Several drops of the sticky nectar had already found their way down to the hair on my stomach.

    I moved one hand up to Kurt's hip, knowing to leave the other arm flat so as not to obscure the camera's view of my cock disappearing into my son's hole. The additional contact of my palm on his skin suddenly made things even more intimate, and for the first time since getting onto the bed I looked up at him and made direct eye contact.

    Kurt had that dreamy look in his eyes that I only ever saw when he was completely at ease and worry-free. Kurt always had something on his mind these days, be it the kids, or business. So it felt wonderful to see it now and know that he was in his happy place.

    I realized that I could thrust upward with my hips to a small degree. When I got going with that, Kurt started to moan softly, almost giggling at times.

    "You like that, son?" I growled, using the voice I knew the fans liked. "You like feeling Daddy's cock fucking up into you?"

    "Oh my God, yes..." Kurt moaned, throwing his head back, and at the same time showing off every muscle from his thighs up to his shoulders. I got going a little harder, keeping the sped-up pace as long as I could. Just when I was going to have to stop, I think Kurt sensed that and he shifted his weight around, sitting on my hips more and pinning me down. This also meant that my cock was shoved balls-deep into him. The warm sensation of his insides felt incredible.

    Kurt began to bounce up and down gently, once again finding the way to grind his prostate right onto my cockhead. Suddenly, everything inside him seemed to grip me tightly and he let out a desperate-sounding yelp. Half a second later, a thick wad of jizz came flying out of his cock, shooting past my head. Two more jets followed, before a fourth one hit me on the chin. Kurt hadn't even touched his cock and he was blowing one of the biggest loads I'd ever seen from him!

    My son left a trail of cum all down my chest, and we both stared at it for a moment before he resumed fucking himself up and down on my pole, this time with a new mission: to make his daddy cum. He took this goal very seriously, and strong waves of pleasure washed over me. Kurt really knew how to fuck – AND how to get fucked, as it turns out. He had me close to the edge in less than a minute… and right after that, I was flooding my firstborn's ass with the seed that made him.

    Once we were done, we remained in that position for three full minutes or so. It wasn't until my cock was completely soft that Kurt pulled it out of his hole. Then, he pointed his ass right at the camera, leaning forward and spreading his cheeks open. "There you have it, guys," he said, showing our fans proof that he had his father's cum inside his ass. 

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