SAWYER:

    Ever since the beginning of my brother's porn career, I wondered if there would come the day when our parents found out about it. With Kurt's account now amassing hundreds of thousands of followers, I was bracing myself for our family to somehow learn about it. What I never expected was HOW it would happen.

    When Kurt fucked me in the woods near our family cabin that day, I was getting off on knowing hundreds of guys were watching our livestream and jerking off. I felt the chilled air on my stretched hole as Kurt and I both pulled and stretched our bodies to make sure our fans had the best view of his dick buried inside me. I never imagined… that our father would be one of the people seeing my brother use my hole that day.

    Hearing Dad's voice from just a few feet away, knowing before I even opened my eyes that he was RIGHT THERE watching us – it did something to me that I'd never experienced before. It was like my heart, my stomach, and my nuts all twisted into knots at the same time. My reaction to seeing Dad there, his eyes wide and mouth open in total shock, was to immediately blow my load. The realization of what was happening – I had my big brother's cock buried deep in my ass, with cum shooting from my cock like a firehose while our father stood just a few feet away! – fuck, it felt like a second climax rolled through me before the first one was over. Or maybe I was just feeling Kurt's nut blasting up inside me. My senses were a jumble for several stretched out seconds that felt like hours.

    Dad's arrival in the woods had been a shock for everyone involved: Dad, Kurt, myself – as well as the VIP fans who were tuned into the livestream. Immediately afterward, our private message board was flooded with reactions and speculations.

    "Holy shit was that really their dad?? 😲😲" some of the posts said.

    "no way, this was totally staged. that was one of their friends or maybe brock."

    "That didn’t sound like Brock. That was a total dad-catching-his-sons-doing-something yell. And that was legit surprise on their faces."

    The heated discussion was fueled even more by the photo of Dad and Kurt in their underwear that I'd posted earlier that day. The fans demanded answers, but they would have to wait for a couple of days until I returned to our home in Connecticut and decided to address everything in video form.

    "Hey guys," I said to the camera, sitting shirtless on Brock's and my bed. "We just got back from the cabin yesterday. It's been… a wild weekend, let's say that," I laughed. "There have been hundreds of posts since our latest livestream. I wanna thank you for the compliments, and all of the tips you guys sent. I'm gonna be honest, this was our highest-earning weekend since we started this VIP group. And I wanna assure you that this wasn't a stunt, or fake, or anything like that. When Kurt and I do some sort of roleplay or something, we always state that in the description. I'd never want to pass anything as something it's not. And here's what happened over the weekend.

    "On Saturday morning, Kurt and I went down to the kitchen and we saw our dad there. He was sitting around in his underwear, which is NOT typical in our family. I mean, growing up, our parents never walked around in their underwear or anything like that. And this time, Dad and Kurt were both wearing red briefs, which kinda made all of us laugh so I took a picture of them. Then of course, since I know the pervs that you guys are, I figured you might appreciate seeing the photo. Dad didn't know about it, so I hid his face.

    "Later on, when my brother was fucking me in the forest… that was indeed our father that walked in on us. I swear we didn't see it coming, and when it happened… well, it was too late to stop. After the livestream, we sat down, the three of us, and Kurt and I told our father everything. I would say he took it much better than I feared. He was shocked, but he was also… intrigued, I guess, is the right word? Like, he had all these questions about how the whole thing worked and how much money we make and how we manage to keep it secret. 

    "Honestly, like every son, I've always wanted my father's approval. Before this, I wasn't doing much with my life. I got a worthless degree and the best I could do was get a job as a waiter. But then when this whole thing with Kurt started taking off, well, it made me proud of what we accomplished. And once again: thank you guys, it's with your support that we're able to do this. This project has made me feel successful, and I've never felt successful, not when it comes to having a career or anything like that. So of course a part of me wanted to run to my dad and say 'look at what I'm doing,' but I could never do that.

    "And now… he knows. And he's okay with it. He's impressed, even. Like, as crazy as that makes our lives sound, here we are," I laughed from the heart. "And I've seen all your questions: what's next? I know y'all are DYING to have our dad make an appearance in front of the camera. I even brought it up to him, but he never really gave me a response, he just said he'll think about it. I don't wanna pressure him into anything. Obviously, Kurt and I and Brock and all of our friends, we're used to this world where porn is super normal, but our dad is old school, he's more hesitant about things."

    While talking into the camera, my smartwatch vibrated with a text notification. Instinctively, I raised my wrist to check it. The name of the sender consisted of three letters: Dad.

    "You guys… you're not gonna believe this. I just got a text from my dad" – I flashed my watch to the camera so the viewers could see – "and it says: 'Can we talk more about those photos you wanted to take? What exactly would they consist of?' You guys, I think he might be open to the idea!" I beamed, smiling ear-to-ear into the camera, already preparing myself for another avalanche of comments and posts.

 

BROCK:

    Three weeks after he'd caught his sons fucking in the woods, Harry arrived at our Connecticut house for a weekend visit. The four of us were hanging out in the kitchen, sipping glasses filled with his favorite cognac that Kurt had bought the day before. Both his boys had welcomed him warmly, and there didn't seem to be any awkwardness in the air, either about what had happened at the family cabin or what we'd discussed would be taking place here today.

    Harry and I had always gotten along really well, even since I first started dating Sawyer. When the two brothers got up from the kitchen table to "start getting things ready," Harry looked across at me and just smiled, shaking his head.

    "What have I gotten myself into, Brock?" he asked. "I know you've been in these videos too. Did you have any second thoughts?"

    "I'll admit it was weird at first... for a lot of reasons," I replied, trying to relate to how he must be feeling. "But you know how the two of them are... each a force of nature on their own. When they're together it's like... they know what they want and they go for it." The words hung there between us, the multiple meanings settling in as we stared at one another. Then, Sawyer returned and began ushering things to the next stage.

    My boyfriend told his father he had their outfits all picked out, and as we moved to Kurt's bedroom where the equipment was set up, I noticed Harry hang back and take a swig from the cognac bottle before joining us. In the bedroom, I got behind the camera to make some final adjustments as the three of them got dressed… or rather: undressed.

    A selection of underwear was carefully laid out on the bed. Kurt and Sawyer immediately stripped down and selected the ones they would start with. More timid than his sons, Harry watched them checking themselves (and one another) out in the full-length mirror for a moment before he took a deep breath and shed his own clothes.

    I pretended to be adjusting the tripod even though I was really just standing where I could easily but not too obviously check out my partner's father. I'd seen Harry shirtless plenty of times over the years, but this was the first chance I'd ever had to see his cock. I was pleased to see that he was nice and thick, his heavy-looking meat swinging around as he gingerly stepped into the small pair of briefs he'd chosen. He wasn't as long as either of his sons, at least not while they were all soft, but it was clear that they both had inherited their impressive endowments from him to some degree.

    I explained that we would be recording some video today, but that the primary output from this session would be still images. We encouraged Harry to be casual, and we cracked a few jokes to make sure the older man was fully at ease. To his credit, he never seemed uncomfortable as he tried out various poses to show off his best assets, which was great to see. He was perhaps a little nervous, but not insecure or wary of showing off his body. Harry had every reason to be confident; although older, he was a prime male specimen and I marveled again at the fact that somehow things had come this far. I wondered how much more might be in store for this ever-pervier family. Feeling my cock twitch with the dirty thoughts, I focused back on the present and made sure to get some good, slow zooms in on the three men's bulges as they jiggled around.

    While modeling, Harry was usually the one standing in between his sons as they all posed. Before too long, I could see Sawyer and Kurt start to bone up fast, like they always did in front of the camera. I knew their erections would be obvious to Harry shortly. Unsure of how he would respond, I asked them to all stand close and put their arms around one another. Harry was again in the middle, and Kurt and Sawyer both instinctively angled themselves inward toward their father. This meant that their bulges were both just a few inches away from Harry's... and was it just me or were his briefs getting a little more snug in the crotch as well?

    Sawyer seemed to take notice of that too, and I caught my breath as I saw my boyfriend reach across and palm Kurt's bulge with his hand. Harry's eyes were cast down and he was watching it all happen, and I knew these would be some amazing stills that the fans would devour. As Sawyer turned his wrist to give his big brother's balls a good squeeze, I could see his upper arm rub up against his father's crotch. When my boyfriend finally pulled his hand back, I thought I saw his fingertips brush across the outline of Harry's cockhead for a fraction of a second. I knew we'd be reviewing that moment frame by frame later.

    "Let's moon the camera!" Kurt yelled suddenly, and all of us laughed as he turned around and tugged down the back of his tight underwear. Sawyer looked at his father as if to make sure he was okay with the idea. Harry just raised his eyebrows and shook his head in disbelief while he smiled. Then, he turned around. Sawyer did the same and before I knew it I had all three bare asses in front of me.

    I told the three models to put their arms around one another again, like they had been doing before, and the image looked amusingly wholesome somehow. Harry's butt had a little more fur and a little more meat on it than the other two, but it was a great ass all the same and I knew I wanted to see if we could take this just a little further.

    "How about you turn around now and show off all of the family jewels?" I suggested, trying not to sound too lecherous (and probably failing miserably). My cock was rock hard in my pants and I wasn't trying to hide how into this I was.

    "Shit..." I heard Harry say, chuckling. He hadn't expressly said that he wasn't going to go full-frontal today, so I had my hopes up. "Ah, what the hell," he finally muttered, and he turned around at the same time as his sons did.

    Sawyer and Kurt were, unsurprisingly, more than half hard. In fact, I think they were both really turned on but trying their best not to throw full wood while standing right next to their dad. However, with the usual incestuous thrills now multiplied, it was a losing battle.

    "Damn, boys," Harry said, his eyes darting back and forth between his sons' erections. "You're really showing up your old man here."

    "Just relax, Dad... enjoy the moment," Kurt said softly and patted Harry on the back. Sawyer remained silent, and I could see the moment was really getting to him. While staring at his father's cock, Sawyer's hand drifted to his own hard-on to give it a few tugs, and it seemed like he didn't even realize he was doing that.

    I smiled when Harry's hand started to do the same thing, and as he pulled on his thick daddy dick I could see it start to lengthen. It didn't take long before Harry was showing off his own hard wood, though I suspected that we weren't getting 100% since he also seemed a little overwhelmed by everything.

    "Let's get some last shots," I said, sensing that all three of them were starting to feel unsure about what to do next. Normally at this point in a shoot, Kurt and Sawyer would already have their hands all over one another. But even before Harry arrived, we'd decided that we didn't want to push their father too far. Even though he'd already seen his sons fuck, that wasn't intentional and it seemed like too much to assume he'd be open to repeating that.

    At the same time though, both Kurt and Sawyer desperately needed to get off, and of course the fans were expecting some cum-filled content. I took advantage of that and got some great close-ups of the three cocks in frame together before we stopped. By the end, both Kurt and Sawyer had pearls of precum seeping out from their piss slits.

    "Okay," I said, exhaling and taking a step back from the camera (though it was still running). "Shall we... take a break? Harry, that's actually all we had planned for today."

    "Oh, so we're done?" the older man asked. Was it my imagination or did he sound a tiny bit disappointed, even as he reached down to pull up the briefs he'd slid down earlier. As he tucked his almost fully-hard cock back into the pouch, he glanced to one side and then the other, noticing that Kurt and Sawyer were not following suit, and that they had in fact fully stepped out of their underwear and were both slowly stroking their shafts.

    "YOU'RE done, Dad..." Sawyer said, cracking a half-smile. "We, uh... still need to finish up."

    "Oh..." Harry said slowly, his eyes getting big for a moment. "Right, well... I'll just go to my bedroom then." He stepped away and walked past the camera to the bedroom door that was behind me. The spare room he was staying in was just down the hall. 

    Almost as soon as he was out of the room, Kurt and Sawyer had their hands on one another's cocks. Their jerking was fast and furious, and they each had an arm around the other's shoulder, keeping their bodies close. They didn't kiss but their faces were only an inch or so apart, and they had some very intense eye contact going on. It was one of those moments that I sometimes observed with them when it really seemed like they were communicating volumes without saying a word.

    All of this just now must have been so mind-blowing for them both, taking them to places erotically that they'd never even imagined going. I knew without a doubt that Sawyer had been thinking about grabbing his father's hard cock, and suspected Kurt's thoughts had headed that way too. That image floated through my mind as well, and I quickly unzipped my pants and whipped out my dick to give it some attention.

    The intensity of the moment Kurt and Sawyer were having was infectious and I got to the edge quickly. The two studs in front of the camera started blasting their loads all over one another, breathing hard and fast but never breaking that fraternal eye contact. I could see their fingers digging into one another's shoulders as the jets of cum sprayed everywhere. I felt my own load blast out and onto the bedroom floor.

    As things began to cool off, the two of them leaned in for a deep kiss as they let go of one another's cocks and began massaging the jizz into each other's sticky abs. It was only then that I heard the door to Harry's bedroom click shut. I looked over my shoulder and noticed that the door to this bedroom was still wide open.​