Fanfic

SAWYER:

    During my years as a server at a well-renowned Manhattan restaurant, I'd met more than my fair share of celebrities, including a handful of A-listers. Never did I expect that I would achieve any level of fame, other than the few thousand Twitter followers I'd amassed by posting thirst traps a couple of years ago.

    But now, my brother and I had become a very niche kind of celebrities. Every day, we had more and more incest-loving fans joining our VIP group, not to mention the hundreds of thousands of followers Kurt had on his "vanilla" profile. We could easily go to the store or chat with our neighbors without being recognized. Yet on the internet, people were going crazy over us. We had a PO Box where fans sent us presents, and some of the stuff we got in there was shockingly expensive. Viewers had crushes on us, and argued in the message boards about which family member is the hottest.

    With our dad being the latest addition to our page, a lot of people were highly obsessed with him. If they had their way, our father would be featured in a new video every single week. But I knew that for Dad, this was still new territory, so we had to tread carefully. He'd already taken to it much better than I ever thought he would, but I knew that one wrong step might shatter his comfort and make the whole house of cards fall apart.

    Thankfully, Kurt's girlfriend Jessica was the one who really helped our father relax in front of the camera. As the weeks went along, Dad and Kurt recorded several videos where they got their dicks sucked side-by-side by Jessica; in one of them, Kurt even fucked her while our dad was lying on the bed next to them, jerking himself off. Then tonight, as I sat alone at our house, I got a phone call from Kurt.

    "Listen man, I'm in the city. Dad and I are gonna shoot a video with Jess tonight, so don't wait up," my brother told me.

    "I– I didn't know you had plans to shoot," I stuttered.

    "We didn't, it all worked out spontaneously. Dad called, and he's kinda tipsy and in a good mood. So I had him hop on a train to the city, and I think we might spit-roast my girl tonight," Kurt sounded proud.

    "Spit-roast her?!" I asked in shock.

    "Yeah, I think the fans will love that," Kurt said, and I couldn't disagree.

    "Do you, uhh, want me to get there, help with the camera and stuff?" I said.

    "Nah, it's gonna take you too long to drive here, bro, traffic's terrible. Dad's almost here and I want us to get started as soon as he arrives," Kurt dismissed my idea.

    "Well how long ago did he get on the train? Why didn't you call me earlier?" I snapped.

    "Dude, I was busy. Don't worry, we don't need a cameraman, we can set up the tripod. We've done it plenty of times."

    "I just don't know what could've kept you so busy that you couldn't text or call," I found myself nagging without intending to.

    "I was with my fucking kids, jeez. Sawyer, why are you acting like we can't shoot a simple video without you? We'll be fine," Kurt said loudly.

    "Okay, whatever. Y'all have fun," I replied. I threw my phone and I began pacing around the empty house, which all of a sudden felt huge and lonely. To make matters worse, Brock was out for the evening, so I would be on my own for the next few hours.

    I knew Kurt was right: they were perfectly able of shooting a quality video without me – he and Jessica were both pros. But that's precisely why my feelings were hurt! They could do it without me; I wasn't necessary. This whole thing had been my idea, and it had grown to the point where they didn't even need me. ​

    Determined to do something productive with my evening, I picked up my computer and opened up our VIP message boards. I read through some of the latest posts, liking and commenting on some of them. I noticed that the most popular thread today was in the newest section on our forums: "Fanfic."

    The idea to open up a fanfic section had come from Brock, who often read nerdy fanfics online. "They're fictitious stories people write, featuring real-life people or well-known characters," he explained it to Kurt and me. My brother had trouble understanding it, but he trusted us to take care of the forums.

    The fanfic section wasn't usually too popular, but there were a few post here and there that got some traction. So far, the most popular story featured Kurt and me in high school (even though with a six-year age difference, my brother and I didn't go to high school at the same time). In the fic, a freshman Sawyer gets picked on by bullies for being gay, until a buff senior Kurt arrives and shows the bullies who's boss. Then, the fictitious version of me decides to repay Kurt by sucking his dick, which leads to us falling in love and living happily ever after.

    I have to admit, it was weird as fuck to read fictitious stories about my life! I mean, in real life, I was genuinely bullied for being gay and Kurt did stick up for me, but obviously the rest of the stuff had never happened. Today's new fanfic post which had gathered the most attention was titled "Sawyer Sucks Harry's Cock." Intrigued by the title, I clicked on it to check it out.

    "Hey guys, this is my first story so I hope you like it," said the intro. I kept on reading.

    "This is a story about a 16yo named Sawyer, who lives with his parents. He has one older brohter, Kurt, but he's already out of the house."    

    The author went on to describe my father's body – which pretty much matched reality – as well as the bodies of a teenage version of me and Kurt in his early 20s. Those descriptions were a little less accurate, though ultimately not that far off. He then went on to describe how horny all the time Sawyer was (pretty good historical accuracy there) and how sexually frustrated Harry was. A classic setup, to be sure, and even though I knew what this was building to, it felt like butterflies took flight in my stomach in anticipation of the big moment.

    I was no stranger to written erotica, and this story wasn't going to win any awards for quality. But any lack of style was overshadowed by the reality that I was reading a story about ME – with my own father! My head was already swimming with thoughts along these lines for the past month, and this story was rapidly bringing a perverse order to all of that mental chaos. This scenario was pushing all my buttons, and I quickly released my throbbing cock from the confines of my shorts as I kept on reading.

    "Harry came home early from work one day and found his 16yo son sucking off two guys from the neighborhood! Guys who Harry sometimes watched games with, drank beers, talked about pussy. Here they were, using his teenage son's mouth!

    "Harry managed to hide and watch until both his buddies unloaded down his son's throat. After the two of them left out of the back door, Harry walked into the living room as Sawyer was getting up off the floor.

    "'Dad!' Sawyer said with surprise, his face turning read. 'Were you there the whole time?'

    "'Long enough, son,' Harry said. 'I think it's probably time we had a talk.' Harry let Sawyer come out to him and admit he was gay (which was not a surprise) and then made sure his son knew that he was always there to support him, love him and talk about stuff if he needed to.

    "'Have you sucked many other men?' Harry asked, smiling a little bit as his son's face blushed again.

    "'No, Dad, just your two friends,' was the answer.

    "'Well, son, would you like to get some more practice?' Harry asked, and then stood up and stripped down to his boxer briefs. For Sawyer, lust took over at that point and he gasped at his father's thick cock as he pulled it out to stroke it. He didn't want to wait a second more and so he started to suck his father's dick."

    This was such a trip. I'd let myself imagine sucking my father's cock a few times since he'd started doing the videos, careful not to get too fixated on that idea. But now, this dedicated fan was painting a vivid picture of a "what could have been" scenario, which REALLY got my cock throbbing.

    "'That's right, son... taste your daddy's cock just like I know you've been wanting to.'"

    In my head, as I read those words, I heard my father saying them, in that voice I'd known for my entire life. As I continued to rapidly jerk my dick, my mouth hung open and I could feel my tongue quivering against my lower lip, as if I was about to feel a plump cockhead come to rest there before it started to slide into my mouth. My father's cockhead. Dripping with salty precum that tasted just like the seed I'd actually swallowed.

    "'Yes Dad, feed me that cock. I really wanna taste your cum, Daddy. Please feed it to me.'" 

    I read those words over a few times. The need and craving was something I could almost feel through my whole body. It reminded me of how horny I always felt when I was 16. All those teenage hormones built up, with no outlet beyond my hand and whatever gay porn I could safely peruse in the privacy of my bedroom. I could hear the teen Sawyer saying those words, and without really thinking about it, I found myself actually saying them.

    "Feed me that cock, Dad... I need your cum," my voice said almost independently of my brain. "I need more of your cum. Please feed it to me, Daddy..."

    I was speaking out loud, hearing my pleas echo around the empty house. In my hand, my boner felt more rigid than ever, and I knew I was close. Luckily, story-Harry was getting close too.

    "Sawyer gave his father the best blowjob he could with his inexperienced mouth. He felt unsure of himself but he also knew that this was the best and most important cock he could even suck. He was sucking off his own dad and was about to start swallowing the cum that created him. Cum he'd been fantasizing about tasting even though he couldn't admit that to himself until this moment.

    "Harry was in a similar place. He'd known his son was gay for a while, and since he wasn't getting relief from anywhere else, more and more he'd been wondering what it would take to get Sawyer to polish his old man's knob. He'd been both scared and tempted to ask, so it seemed like destiny catching Swayer jerking off. And now he was going to fill his boy's stomach with his load."

    I kept reading and when my story-father started cumming right onto his son's tongue, I let myself recall how my Dad's cum actually tasted. That moment, right after he sprayed his load in front of the camera and some of it landed on my cheek... it was frozen in my memory, through almost all of my senses. I was even lucky enough to be able to watch a recording of it over and over (which I'd done many times already).

    Shortly after the Harry in the story started to cum, I did too, in real life. I blew a massive load all over myself, with one shot even hitting my upper lip. I quickly extended my tongue and gathered the warm seed into my mouth, savoring the taste and wishing it was my father's cum I was swallowing, just like my counterpart in the story.

    "Sawyer was happier than he'd even been, and loved knowing that from now on he could taste the sperm that made him, whenever he wanted it. Because he knew he'd be wanting it a lot."

    As I caught my breath and licked my lip again, I wondered how I was going to feel next time I saw Dad. Should I tell him about the story? Would he stumble upon it on the forum on his own? And if he did, how would he feel about it?

—

    A few days later, my father and I met in the city for some coffee. This time, it was just the two of us. Our first topic of conversation was Jessica and the latest spit-roasting video Dad and Kurt had recorded with her. I'd of course watched and edited the whole thing, so I got to see every moment of Kurt fucking his girlfriend while she sucked our father's dick. 

    "That was a really good blowjob she gave me," Dad said with a chuckle. It was a sentence I never thought I'd hear him say, but his latest sexcapades were clearly loosening his tongue as well as opening up his mind. 

    So, in a brave moment of spontaneity, I decided to just go for it and ask the question on my mind.

    "Dad… would you be willing to let me suck you off on camera?"​