HARRY:

    It took me several weeks to even begin to wrap my head around the fact that both of my sons were doing porn on the internet… together! When I was young, porn consisted of a cheeky magazine you stole from your father's secret stash, or maybe a VHS tape a friend had been lucky enough to get his hands on. These days, I was of course aware of online pornography, and I occasionally watched a video or two, but I never put much thought into who the people in the videos were.

    I knew that Kurt's amateur career had begun on a site called FansOnly. Since I couldn't see anything without joining the site, I created a profile and began browsing. In the list of most popular female performers, I spotted a young blonde named Jessica, who was offering 50% off access to her profile this week. I bit the bullet and signed up to see her videos. Pretty soon I realized she probably lives in NYC; multiple videos showed her performing oral sex on men on the subway or fingering herself on what I recognized was a bench in Central Park.

    Although I told myself I was only "conducting research," my cock grew hard in reaction to Jessica's videos. At my age, it didn't always happen all that easily, so I let my left hand grip my groin and rub it, while my right hand continued scrolling down the blond bombshell's smut. And then I saw it: a video in which my son Kurt was fucking Jessica. 

    It was undoubtedly Kurt, although he looked different somehow. He was always a big burly boy, but GODDAMN – he looked like an absolute beast while screwing that woman!! Maybe they were putting on a show for the camera, but their loud grunting and moaning sure sounded real. My elder son's muscles – now bigger than ever – glistened with sweat, captured vividly with the professional camera and lighting they were using. In my sweatpants, my now-fully-hard member gave a strong throb.

    Watching a 20-minute video of my own son having sex with a woman made me feel like a perv, so I just stopped and moved on to the next in Jessica's gallery (but not before watching at least a couple of minutes of Kurt penetrating her while playing with her tits). In the next few videos, Jessica had sex with multiple men and women, but none of it conveyed the same passion that she had with my son. ("Kurt is one of the best in the business," my younger son Sawyer had told me recently.)

    Scrolling down, I realized there were multiple videos of Jessica and Kurt together. One of them was even two hours long, titled "Marathon Love Making Session." Tempted to tap the thumbnail, I felt my cock throbbing harder than it had in a very long time. As my right thumb hovered over it, I felt equal parts relieved and frustrated when my phone rang, taking me away from the moment and flashing Sawyer's name on screen.

    "Hey Dad, what you up to?" my younger son asked me cheerfully.

    "I… not much," I mumbled and cleared my throat. "What's up?"

    "I'm just driving to the city so I figured I'd give you a call," Sawyer said. "I know you wanted to get together and talk finances sometime. What's a good day for you to do that?"

    After realizing just how much money my sons were now dealing with, I'd offered to do their money management. Kurt was particularly interested in that. He seemed to be aware that a career in porn came with a limited shelf life, and he wanted to set it up so that his children needn't worry about money in the foreseeable future. Also, even though I hadn't asked for it, my sons both insisted that I deserve to be paid if I was going to be featured on their site.

    "I got the day off today," I said. "What're you driving in the city for? Maybe I can meet you there later?"

    Even though driving to the city would take me a couple of hours, it was still early in the day, and I was desperate to get out of the house. Discovering Kurt's videos with Jessica filled me with a slew of emotions. One of them was arousal, as evidenced by my currently-rock-hard cock. But there was also anxiety. I knew that this was wrong, and that I shouldn't be infringing on Kurt's privacy like this. (Then again, was it really private if it was publicly available on Jessica's profile?)

    "I'm meeting Kurt for a shoot later this afternoon. But if you want we can meet for lunch around 1," Sawyer suggested.

    "Okay. I think I can make it by then," I agreed.

    "Great. Kurt can join us as well, he's already in the city. Do you think an hour is enough for us to talk about everything? Cuz after that we gotta go meet Jessica."

    My heart raced. I could feel my pulse in my throbbing penis, which I was still grabbing on to.

    "Who's Jessica?" I asked dryly.

    "This girl Kurt's shooting a video with. I'm their cameraman and director for the day," said Sawyer.

    "Okay," I replied, letting go of my prick so I wouldn't bust a nut in my sweatpants. "I'll see you at 1. Pick a restaurant and text me the address."

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    A couple of hours later, after struggling to find a parking spot in Manhattan, I was sitting down for lunch with my two entrepreneurial sons. I went into my typical dad mode, going through their finances and advising them on the best ways to achieve financial security for years to come. I was never a super-high earner but I was always very responsible with my money. Now, I was thrilled to see my sons move into a higher tax bracket than me.

    All the talk about money was getting me riled up and excited, so even though I needed to drive back home, I had a couple of glasses of cognac with lunch. About an hour after we'd sat down, Sawyer reminded his brother that it was time to leave and he asked for the check. It was still so unusual for me to see my younger son acting as Kurt's manager, and for Kurt to actually obey.

    "You okay, Dad? You good to drive?" Kurt asked me while pulling out his card, insisting to pay for the meal. Then, he casually added, "If you want you can come with us for a couple of hours until you sober up."

    "Come– Come with you where?" I stuttered.

    "We'll be shooting at Jessica's apartment. You can hang out in the living room or whatever," Kurt said.

    "Yeah… I think I'll come along. I am feeling a bit woozy," I replied. What I said wasn't a lie, but it was misleading. I was feeling woozy alright, but it wasn't because of the liquor – it was because of the invitation I'd just received from my son.

    The three of us got into Sawyer's car, and drove a few blocks to a luxury apartment building that must've been at least thirty stories high. The bio on Jessica's FansOnly profile said she was 24, and I knew for a fact there was no way a 24-year-old could afford to live at a place like this unless they were either born into wealth, or had a seriously successful career. The friendly doorman greeted my sons by name like they were chums. In the elevator, Sawyer pressed 28 and we went up while soft classical music played from the speaker. I'd always thought of porn as "seedy" and so far, this was the polar opposite.

    Jessica answered her door dressed in lingerie that looked as expensive as everything else in the apartment behind her. As Kurt introduced us, I did my best to suppress a feeling of embarrassment. I'd just been watching videos of this woman and my son having sex! She invited us in, and I immediately recognized some of her furniture from the videos. It was a little surreal, but I tried to act like someone would normally act when meeting a friend of their kid.

    Our hostess certainly didn't behave as if she was meeting someone's parent, though. She was immediately flirty with me, and I wondered if she could somehow tell that I'd seen her "in action." I wondered how often she got recognized on the street, and then found myself wondering if that ever happened to Kurt.

    "I can see where your boys get their looks from, Harry," Jessica said as she grabbed me a fancy bottled water from the fridge. "Maybe you should consider joining me and Kurt for a shoot sometime."

    "Uh... thanks," I stuttered as I took the bottle from her, unsure how serious she was with her comment. I didn't want to seem like a gullible bumpkin, but after everything I'd learned about what my sons were doing for a living, I wasn't sure what might be a joke anymore.

    "Dad's... considering dipping his toes into the water," Sawyer said teasingly, and I felt my face flush.

    "Well, I hope it's more than just a toe," Jessica said with a sexy grin. "We'd make a killing if we did a scene where I got spit roasted by Kurt and his dad. Hope you keep your options open, Harry." She winked at me, and I just smiled in response. Was she kidding with all this? The camera wasn't even rolling and I already felt like I was in a scene from a porno. Jessica turned and walked toward the back hallway of the apartment. My sons followed her and I trailed a few steps behind.

    We entered her bedroom and I was awed to see how spacious it was. I noticed that there were three professional-grade studio lights set up. I recognized the bed from her videos, and I glanced around trying not to gawk.

    "Dad, help me unpack," Sawyer said softly, and I stepped over to help him set up the tripod and string the power cord to an outlet, grateful for something to do. As we worked, I noticed Kurt's demeanor had changed since we'd arrived. He seemed to have turned up the swagger a little, and soon he and Jessica were standing near the bathroom door, whispering softly and occasionally giggling. My son kept putting his hands all over her body, pulling her in for partial hugs and quick kisses as they chatted.

    I'm not sure why it surprised me that they were so close and comfortable with one another – I'd already watched footage of them fucking, after all. But the cameras weren't running yet, which made me wonder if the intimacy between my son and this girl wasn't a show, but a personal connection.

    Sawyer let the couple know that things were almost ready, and they wrapped up whatever they'd been talking about and shared one more kiss, this one lasting a few seconds. I heard them quickly trade "I love you's" before they parted ways to do whatever final preparations were needed. So I was right: they WERE a couple! I felt a little silly, like I somehow should have known, though neither of my sons had given me any indication of this.

    Instead of waiting in the living room like initially discussed, I remained in Jessica's bedroom, taking a few steps back so I wouldn't be in the way of the cameras and lights. After Sawyer started recording, everything was pretty focused on Kurt and Jessica of course. There wasn't any verbal dialogue but the two of them were clearly in constant communication. As far as I knew there hadn't been any rehearsal or even a quick run-down of what they would be doing. They'd just gotten started and the scene was already getting steamy. Sawyer didn't seem to be offering much direction aside from letting them know when he was going to zoom in somewhere.

    What little clothes they'd been wearing were shed pretty quickly as they helped one another undress. Watching Kurt remove Jessica's bra, and then proceed to suck on her nipples, was more than enough to get my juices flowing. I was hard as a rock in my jeans as I stood near the doorway watching them. Luckily I had a long hoodie on and my aroused state wasn't obvious (not that anyone here was watching me anyway).

    I observed things unfold and felt a lot of different things. There was some nostalgia, for the indulgences of my youth where there had been the electricity and raw passion that I was seeing in front of me now. And for the time when I'd had a body that I was proud of and was confident in showing off. I'd never fancied myself a porn star or anything so flagrant, but I'd certainly strutted around at beaches and pools, enjoying the attention I got from the ladies. I'd never looked as chiseled and cut as Kurt looked though, and his form was every bit as impressive as Jessica's as I watched the two lovers become increasingly intertwined on the bed.

    Once they were fully naked, Sawyer's direction got more specific, and they'd position themselves to get their genitals in the best light as my younger son let them know he was capturing a close-up of the parts everyone was paying to see. Kurt's cock looked... well, huge. There was no other way to put it. I'd seen it hard like this before, both in-person and on video. But this time, I actually gave myself permission to stare, trying to convince myself I was really staring at Jessica rather than my own son. Kurt's endowment was impressive, and inspired envy in me. There was no question that my son was working with a lot more than I ever had.

    Soon, Kurt was eating Jessica's pussy and it seemed like they were both enjoying it immensely. She was whimpering and cooing nonstop, occasionally tossing him compliments and encouragement. I could see he was using his fingers as well as his tongue, making sure to expose as much as possible to the camera even as he seemed to be losing himself in the pleasures of his work. When Kurt moved his face up to suck on her tits some more, he was smiling like a lovesick fool and I couldn't help but grin myself.

    Things got more intense as my son started fingering her pussy faster as they kissed, and during the times when his face was buried in her chest, Jessica tossed her head back, moaning and telling him to go even harder. A few times, she opened her eyes and it seemed like she was looking right at me. Once, I could even swear she winked, and I felt my heart skip a beat. My hand was firmly attached to my crotch now, covered by the hoodie, though I found it thrilling to think that Jessica would see me jerking my dick while I watched them.

    After a while, Sawyer told Jessica to go down on Kurt, and they shifted positions so that the blowjob could be well-lit and captured from various angles. She looked to be enjoying what she was doing just as much as Kurt was, and she was clearly very good at it, too. It had been a long time since I'd had my dick sucked like that, and I particularly loved it when I could see that Kurt's precum was oozing out onto her lips and tongue. It looked like she enjoyed lapping it up, and during one moment when she was taking a particularly long lick, she looked at me again. This time there was no question in my mind about it – this young woman was staring RIGHT at me as she worshipped my son's massive cock.

    It had been close to an hour by the time the two of them actually started fucking. It was amazing how they had sustained the passion and intensity for this long… not to mention Kurt's erection. I was just standing here watching and I was feeling exhausted by it all. I noticed that the sex was getting more aggressive, and not because of any direction Sawyer was giving them. The progression seemed very natural and mutual for the couple, each of them egging the other on with their utterances and physical responses. 

    Things got more and more intense, and soon Kurt was pulling at Jessica's hair as he pounded her hard, pulling his cock almost fully out of her wet cunt and then slamming it back in. Just like I'd seen him doing to Sawyer for those few seconds in the woods, before... before they'd both shot their loads. I could tell we were approaching that same moment now, as the two porn performers got going faster and louder. I was on the edge myself, having slid my hand inside my jeans a few minutes earlier to directly stimulate my throbbing dick. I was past the point of worrying what would happen if I creamed right in my pants. I was more turned on than I'd been in a long time, and I needed to cum.

    "Oh fuck, I'm gonna fill you up, babe!" Kurt growled. He stopped thrusting and I saw that same look on his face that I remembered from the day near the cabin. I knew my son was letting loose deep inside his girl, and I started to let go as well. I felt the warm stickiness of my load coating my hand but I kept on jerking as I watched my firstborn do what had made him a star.

    "Slowly... slowly," Sawyer murmured as he let them know he was zoomed in close. As Kurt withdrew the last of his cock from Jessica's stretched-out pussy, I could see his load pooling at the opening and trickling out. I sighed in deep satisfaction as I squeezed the last drops of my own jizz from my dick, in awe of everything I'd just witnessed. In the aftermath of my intense orgasm, Jessica's words from earlier rang through my head: "Maybe you should consider joining me and Kurt for a shoot sometime."​