Rent My Son

Category:  FATHER-SON 

JOE:

    Nothing gave me a stronger sense of purpose than hearing my son say the words, "Hey Dad, I need your help with something." I loved being able to teach Colton new things and to lend him a hand no matter what he needed.

    "Sure son, what's up?" I asked. That's when Colt's answer took me by surprise.

    "I need to borrow some of your clothes. And I was wondering if you can take some photos of me."

    "What kinda photos? And what do you need my clothes for?"

    "For my Men4Rent profile," my son said calmly.

    "What?!"

    "Yeah, I've decided to give it a go," Colt smiled at me. "And I remember stumbling upon your profile and you had pictures where you were wearing all these cool leather jackets and jockstraps and stuff. So I figured it'd be cool if I could borrow some of it."

    "Okay, we need to talk about all this," I said with a sigh. "Do you have some time?"

    "Of course," Colt nodded and followed me to the kitchen, where I made us some coffee and took a seat across from him at the table.

    What followed was a long, honest conversation about the ups and downs of working as an escort. I was fortunate enough to have a pretty positive experience with it, but I didn't want my son to think it was easy or simple. 

    "I know," he assured me. "After living with you and seeing you do it all this time, I think I have a pretty good idea. Besides, I wouldn't do it full-time or anything. I'm still keeping my job. I just wanted to make a profile, put myself out there, and if anyone's interested we'll go from there."

    "Oh, people will be interested alright," I chuckled. "You're young, you're hot…"

    "I take after my dad," Colt said humbly.

    "You're a stud, is what you are. And if you're serious about doing this, I'll do my best to help you out and guide you as much as I can."

    "That's settled then!" he said contently. "Why don't we start by creating the profile and taking some pics?"

    We finished our coffee and went back to my bedroom, where I took out an array of leather and rubber outfits, as well as some athletics shorts, socks, and jockstraps. Colt brought a few of his own items that he wanted to be photographed in, and we decided that the best place to take the pictures was the sex room.

    "What look are you going for, a dom daddy or more of an innocent twink?" I asked my son as he took all of his clothes off.

    "I wanna be as versatile as possible. So like, top/bottom, dom/sub – I wanna do it all."

    "Okay then, let's start by taking some pics in this leather gear. And grab one of those whips over there," I pointed to a set of knobs on the wall with various whips and canes hanging off them.

    Colt put on a leather jacket and leather jockstrap, with boots to match. I took a few photos and encouraged him to take off the jockstrap. My son heeded my advice, taking out his flaccid cock in front of me.

    "Um, I think you should get it hard," I told him. "Trust me, I know what people wanna see."

    "I trust you," he said with a smirk before adding, "Now, why don't you come over here and get it hard for me?"

    "Yes, Daddy," I replied cheekily. Seeing my son like this: in a leather jacket, holding a whip – it made me realize he'd make an amazing leather daddy some day when he's a bit older. Hell, he already looked the part.

    I got to my knees and slowly took Colt's penis in my mouth. As I sucked on it to get it hard, my son playfully smacked my ass a few times with the whip. I was wearing jeans so I couldn't feel the impact of the whip too much. While sucking on Colt's cock, I unbuttoned my jeans and slid them down, followed by the briefs I had on. Just for good measure, I got rid of my T-shirt as well. Now that my asscheeks were bare and exposed, my son was able to whip them more effectively.

    "Mmm. Ow," I moaned and squirmed as the spanking became more and more aggressive. In no time at all, my own dick was hard as a rock, even before Colt's cock had reached a full erection.

    "Now take that phone and go back to taking photos," he ordered me.

    "Yes, Sir," I said, crawling back to my phone on the floor and taking dozens of sexy shots of my bricked-up son dressed in my leather gear. 

    Next, Colt changed into a crotchless rubber singlet, and then he tried on a few jockstraps which couldn't even contain his large cock. I took pictures from all angles, and finally I suggested that Colt get naked and lie down in the swing.

    "Okay. While I do that, why don't you pop in a DVD?" Colt asked. "Something sexy, to help me maintain this erection."

    "What're you in the mood for?" I asked, already browsing through my collection of DVDs on the wall.

    "Something father-son themed," Colt said with a wink.

    "I got you," I said, picking up a copy of Sexy Step Dads 2 and playing it on the TV while Colt got in the swing.

    My son spread his legs and exposed his pink hole to me, grinning wide as he looked me dead in the eye. The sight of it all made my cock throb so hard, I got a little light-headed. I resumed taking photos of him with my phone, making sure to get plenty of close-ups as well as wider shots that captured his handsome face.

    "Does my hole look okay, Dad?" Colt asked me, half-serious but with a teasing overtone. "I want to look as fuckable as possible."

    "Well, son..." I said, lowering the phone for a moment and looking directly at my son's pucker, "I think it'd be even hotter if it was wet and shiny. Reflecting the light a little, making you look lubed and ready to take cock."

    "Can you get it wet for me then, Daddy?" Colt replied teasingly. The tone of his voice and the fresh glob of precum that oozed from the tip of his dick confirmed for me that my son was incredibly turned on at this moment. So I figured it was the perfect time for me to kneel down and launch an assault on his hole with my lips and tongue.

    Colt's moans were long and deep as I worked him over, and I felt my tongue slide further inside him than I expected. I absolutely loved eating a younger guy's ass and I made a mental note that I needed to service my son this way more often. I had a feeling he wouldn't mind that one bit.

    When I finally came up for air, Colt had a dreamy look in his eyes and his hole looked like it was ready for action. It was wet, shiny, and a much deeper shade of pink than before. As I resumed capturing images, I began listening to some of the audio from the porn playing on the TV behind me.

    "Oh, son, I... umm... I didn't mean to interrupt you," the dad character was saying on screen. I took a quick sec to turn around and glance at the TV, where I saw the "dad" entering his stepson's bedroom and catching him with a dildo up his ass. It was actually very similar to the time, all those months ago, when I walked in on Colt lying in this very swing, fucking himself with one of the many dildos I kept in the room.

    "Feels like déjà-vu," my son said, and our eyes met for a moment as we both smiled, enjoying the same exact memory.

    "Dad!" the porn stepson exclaimed with feigned embarrassment. "What are you doing home so early?" 

    The cheesy dialogue that followed wasn't hot enough to keep my attention, but I knew what was about to happen on screen. I realized a part of me wished that Colt and I had done the same thing that day I walked in on him. It seemed like now might be our chance to make up for that.

    "You know, son," I said in a seductive tone, reaching down with my free hand to tease at the edge of his hole with my fingers. "If you really want some pics that show how fuckable your hole is... maybe that hole just needs to get fucked."

    "Now that you say it, that makes sense," Colt agreed in a teasing voice. "Maybe, uh—"

    "Maybe you just need to feel a real man's cock inside you," the dad in the porno said in a deep voice, seeming to complete Colt's statement. It made my son and me laugh. "Do you want me to fuck you, son?" the actor continued.

    I felt my heart race as my eyes were locked with Colt's. I hadn't realized it but I'd taken a half step forward and the head of my dick was now pulsing just a few inches from my son's wet sphincter. Both of us were rock hard and throbbing in the heat of this intense moment.

    "Fuck me, Dad," my son said to me. "Fuck me hard." 

    I slowly let out the breath I was subconsciously holding in. I allowed the tip of my cock to put gentle pressure on Colt's opening, testing it for a moment and feeling only the most minimal of resistance.  My boy was ready for his daddy's dick. Bracing myself, I shoved my cock into Colt as deep as I could.

    "Holy fuck!" my son shouted. He then devolved to deep moans as he pushed himself onto my cock even as I was finishing that initial thrust. He'd been waiting for that deep push, craving it. I knew that feeling. I loved that Colt was getting what he needed from me.

    We savored the total penetration for a bit before I slowly pulled most of my cock out and then repeated that rapid, deep thrust. We got into a rhythm before I registered that I was still holding the phone in one hand. I switched to video and started recording, making sure I got some incredible footage of my hairy body, my cock disappearing into Colt's ass, as well as his hard-on bouncing around and flinging precum everywhere. I captured my son's face, his eyes closed and looking blissed out while getting reamed by his own dad. And I decided to throw caution to the wind and turned the camera to record my own perversely pleased expression as well. While edited parts of this video might actually end up on Colt's profile, right now I was filming this for me – for us – recording the first time I fucked my son.

    I wasn't keeping track of time, but Colt and I outlasted the dad-son couple in the first scene of the porn, I know that much. By the time I was feeling a load build up in my nuts, the video was well into the second scene, which featured a different "stepdad" who was with his son at a campground shower building. Predictably, some mutual back-washing led to more intimate groping. But by that point, I was working myself up to a climax and using my hand to get Colt there as well.

    My son was a giddy combination of gasps and groans as I continued to pound him relentlessly and jerk him off at the same time. I was doing my best to hold back, mainly because I wanted to feel my boy bust his nut from the inside. I knew that would probably do me in, and that's exactly what I was going for.

    When Colt's cock finally did erupt, my dick got a half-second warning delivered by my son's clenching ass muscles. That was enough time for me to stop jerking and point his dick up at my chest and face. I figured this load was going to be a big one, and my prediction was proven true when I felt the first three shots hit me on the side of my face.

    By the time Colt's fourth spurt was landing on my chest, I was shooting my own massive nut deep inside the ass which had been created by that same seed. The force of my climax hit me hard and I had to let go of Colt's cock and grab one of the sling's chains to steady myself. Due to this, I slid forward a little and my face was closer to my son's than before. When he opened his eyes, Colt reached up to put a hand around the back of my neck and pulled me down the rest of the way for a deep kiss.

    The intensity of it all was overwhelming. The tightness of Colt's ass, the pulsing of my cock inside him while I came, the balancing act so I wouldn't collapse onto Colt in the sling. The bond between us got deeper every moment that my cock was balls-deep inside him. I don't recall exactly when or how we began to separate, but a short time later, we were both lying on my bed, having stumbled across the hallway into my room.

    "We got some good shots," I said as my son cuddled up to me and I scrolled through the large number of pictures on my phone. Just looking at some of them was starting to get me hard again, and I smiled when I felt Colt's hand wrap around my shaft.

    "Mmm, that one looks perfect for my profile," he commented as I lingered on a still image from one of the videos that showed my cock buried in his ass.

    "Damn Colt... Are you sure?" I asked. My cock throbbed as my son slowly stroked it, thrilled by the idea that he might be serious. "You want to set up your profile and put up a picture of you getting fucked by your own dad?"

    "Hell, yeah," he said, taking a moment to tease my balls a little before resuming his slow stroking. Soon, my cock was hard once again and my son's lips were wrapped around it, tasting his own ass juices on my tool and coaxing yet another load out of me.​