Perverse Satisfaction

SAWYER:

    After a couple of weeks in Florida, my fiancé Brock and I were packing to go back to Connecticut. There were currently huge summer rain storms up in the Northeast, which made me feel even more disappointed to be returning home.

    "You know, if you want, you can stay here for a bit longer," Brock offered. 

    "But don't you have to go back to work?" I asked.

    "I do. That's why I said YOU can stay," he clarified. "I'll be really busy when I get back. I might even get a hotel room in the city so I don't have to commute back and forth. You can stay here with your family. Your dad's staying a while longer."

    That was true. My father had plans to go on a cruise in August, but he was spending the first couple of weeks of July here in Florida. My brother Kurt had talked him into it. Their latest video was, once again, one of our most successful, and Kurt wanted to film a few more vids with Dad before letting him leave.

    "Are you sure?" I asked Brock. "I'm gonna miss you."

    "I'll miss you too, babe, but I don't blame you for wanting to stay here a while longer," he said, grabbing a fistful of my speedos and pulling them out of the suitcase. "Here, don't forget these," he added with a smirk.

    "Please, you know I hardly put them on," I noted. We'd all been lounging around Kurt's pool naked as much as possible.

    That afternoon, Kurt drove Brock to the airport while Dad and I went to the beach. Of course, I'd picked a nudist beach for us to go to, one that was disproportionately popular with gay men. That's where my father had his first fan interaction in real life.

    "I'm sorry to disturb you, but… can I take a picture with you guys?" a naked man in his 30s said as he approached us slowly at the beach. "I won't post it anywhere or reveal your location. I'm just a HUGE fan of your work. I've been a VIP subscriber since you launched the program."

    "Of course," I said with a smile. "Thank you for asking so politely. Come here," I offered the man a seat in between my father and me.

    I turned to Dad, who looked confused and taken aback by the interaction. However, after a brief moment, he nodded and smiled, posing for a selfie with our star-struck follower.

    "So you guys are really… related? It's not just pretend?" the man asked giddily. It was funny seeing him act like an excited teenage girl, since he was tall and burly and hairy all over, with a nice uncut penis dangling between his legs.

    "I can show our IDs right now," I said.

    "No, I… Wow!" was all he could manage to say. "It's just… so hot, you know? Especially the latest video. With you fucking your other son," he whispered, looking at my dad. "I've pumped out so many loads to it already. Anyway, thank you for the photo. My username's 'FloridaBear' on the fan forum. Maybe we'll chat there."

    "I'd love that," I said, saying goodbye to our fan, who clearly didn't want to intrude for too long.

    "That was unexpected," Dad said as soon as it was just the two of us again.

    "I think FloridaBear there expected it even less," I chuckled.

    "I just… don't often think of our fans as real people," Dad said, adjusting his cock, which seemed to have grown a bit stiffer. 

    "Oh, they're real alright. All sorts of people watch our stuff," I said. "Doctors. Lawyers. Who knows, maybe the president."

    "Yeah, right," Dad laughed, lying on his back and thrusting his hips up a little bit. His semi-erection was pointing upward toward the blue sky, attracting the attention of a few people sitting close to us. I was proud of my father for shedding his inhibitions so successfully. I was tempted to reach over for that cock, help him get it all the way hard, and milk a load out of it. However, I decided to wait until we were back at the house… and in front of a camera.

    We spent the rest of the day relaxing at the beach and by the time we were back at the house that evening, Kurt had just returned from the airport and was making himself a sandwich. He threw together some for us as well, and we sat in the backyard watching the sunset. Dad and I had driven home fully nude at my suggestion, and we didn't bother putting on clothes to have our dinner either. Kurt was naked as well: it was the most comfortable option in this heat.

    "How was the beach?" My brother asked in between bites.

    "Oh, I'd say it was quite arousing," I smirked, looking intensely at my father's cock, which seemed to be growing semi-erect once again.

    "Oh?" Kurt said, sounding intrigued and looking over at our father's crotch as well. "Was that from seeing the sights or from showing off?"

    "A little of both, I guess," Dad said with a chuckle, looking at me and giving me a look that let me know I should share the details of our encounter with FloridaBear. Kurt seemed very amused to hear our story.

    "It's great to know we have a local fan here," my brother said. "I'm sure he would've gladly done more than just take a picture with you. You could've given him a handjob at the very least," Kurt said to me with a smile.

    "Right there at the beach?" I chuckled.

    "Yeah, that beach is kinda infamous for people getting frisky," Kurt said.

    "Have you ever... I mean, do you hook up with fans sometimes?" Dad turned to Kurt with an inquisitive look.

    "Not that often," my brother replied. "Once, a couple recognized Jessica and me on the Staten Island Ferry. They were hot, so we ended up spending most of the weekend at their apartment."

    "That's crazy," Dad said, looking impressed. He tugged at his dick briefly, probably imagining my brother and his hot girlfriend getting it on with another sexy young couple. 

    "Here. This is them," Kurt said, picking up his phone off the table and scrolling through the camera roll. "We never published any of the videos we took with them. Apparently the guy's some Wall Street hot shot."

    He handed the phone to Dad, who used his left hand to accept it. Dad's right hand was busy with his cock, stroking it to full hardness while looking at the pictures and videos.

    "Seems like you're… getting excited there, Dad," I noted with a grin. "How about we take some of that pent up energy and go unload it in Kurt's ass?"

    "Both of us?" Dad asked, looking at me and then turning to look at my older brother. "You think you can handle both of us, Kurt?"

    "Bring it on," my brother said confidently, finishing the last bite of his sandwich. "Just give me some time to shower and prep. I'll meet you up in my bedroom. The camera's already set up there. Unless… you didn't want to film this?" he asked Dad.

    "Of course we should film this," Dad replied. "The fans would love it, don't you think?"

    "I'm sure they would," I chimed in. 

    While Kurt took a shower, Dad and I went to the bedroom to tidy up a bit and make sure the camera was in a good position. With the camera rolling, my father and I spontaneously began hugging in front of it. We were even swaying our bodies a little bit, as if we were dancing. Our cocks rubbed against one another, stimulating each other until they were throbbingly erect and leaking precum that glued our bodies together. Simultaneously, we leaned in and we started kissing. 

    "I'm looking forward to fucking your brother together with you," Dad said to me after kissing me for a solid two minutes. Hearing that made my dick spit out an exceptionally large wad of prejizz. I wasn't sure if Dad was talking dirty for the camera's sake, or if this kind of verbal exchange was starting to feel normal to him.

    When Kurt came into the room, he found our father and me still in each other's embrace, fully hard and really to fuck. As Dad and I let go of each other, Kurt got onto the bed on all fours and started showing off his still-wet hole, clenching it and relaxing it for the fans to see. Dad's fingers began probing it almost immediately, while his other hand stroked his cock.

    There was no question who was going to fuck Kurt first. As my elder, my father got first dibs. Meanwhile, I helped out by stroking Kurt's broad back before running my fingers teasingly all over my dad's body. After Dad had worked three fingers into Kurt's opening, my brother was begging for his "daddy's cock," and Dad looked like he was on the verge of blowing his load too soon. I grabbed my father's hand and stopped him from stroking himself, instead moving his hand to my cock. He gladly complied and kept stroking me even as he pushed himself forward and started to slide his dick into Kurt's hole.

    My big brother sighed as Dad began to fuck him. It turned me on so much to see the look of perverse satisfaction on both their faces. For a while I moved to the other end of the bed and had Kurt suck my cock while I watched Dad nail him harder and harder, really starting to slam his hips into my brother's ass.

    When I got close to busting a load down my brother's throat, I stopped and withdrew my dick, allowing Kurt to take a deep breath which he sorely needed. I returned to my father's side and I gave my brother's large ass a few loud spanks, much to our dad's amusement. Next, I reached down and slipped the index finger of my left hand inside Kurt's hole, next to my father's throbbing cock. Kurt's ass was still so tight, my finger was going to lose sensation if I had it in there too long.

    "Oh fuck..." both Dad and Kurt moaned almost at the same moment. I kept that up for a while and just when I was about to slide my finger out, I felt my father's nuts tightening up and I heard his usual barrage of curses and growls that let me know he was going to be shooting a load at any moment.

    Feeling the root of my father's cock throb and pulse this way was totally incredible. I was using my right hand to stroke my own boner but I had to stop, because I was getting dangerously close to the edge again. No matter what, I was determined to breed my brother's ass tonight, just as soon as Dad was done with him.

    Just then, our father began dumping his DNA into his firstborn son. Their moans got louder, echoing around the room. With my finger still inside Kurt's hole, I felt Dad's dick vibrating, followed by the sensation of his gooey cum on my fingertip. When he was done blowing his load, Dad thrusted back and forth a few more times before pulling out, a thick string of semen connecting his purple knob with Kurt's pale pink pucker. I brought my index finger to my lips, sucking off some of my dad's cum as well as my brother's ass juices with a loud "Mmmmm," letting the viewers know how tasty it was.

    At the same time, I brought my hard cock right up to Kurt's gaping hole, and I shoved it in in one swift move. Dad's jizz was there to lubricate my penetration. I was too fucking horny to last. One, two, three thrusts and I was adding my own spunk to Kurt's hole.

    When I withdrew my dick, I saw my father quickly walking up to the tripod and picking up the camera. He brought it real close to Kurt's hole, zooming in on the cum-filled orifice.

    "There ya go, son. Push out all that cum," Dad said in a particularly pervy tone of voice. 

    Kurt did as he was told, pushing out our semen and letting it flow down his taint and the backside of his ballsack. Not wanting to let it go to waste, I bent down and began licking it off, making eye contact with the camera and smiling.

    "There you have it, guys," Dad spoke. "My younger son eating my jizz straight out of my other son's asshole. FloridaBear, this goes out to you, buddy."​