Note: This story contains gay sex and incest.
Late Friday night, eighteen-year-old Jamie was in the basement, in the midst of his father's home theater. His parents were upstairs in bed and the bored teen decided to rifle through his father's things.
Tucked next to the couch in the corner was an end table with a cabinet built in. The young man opened the small door and discovered a few porn DVDs. It had been years since Jamie's snooping had turned up any of his dad's porn. Naturally, all of it had been straight porn in the past, and thus of little interest to Jamie.
But this time, he was in for a shock. There were several standard hetero DVDs, but behind those was a bisexual video with guy-on-guy stuff. Jamie pulled it out of the cabinet and examined the cover. A younger guy sat on an older guy's lap, with a woman next to them. Jamie's dick pulsed. After glancing back up the stairs to check that the door was closed, he put the disk into the player and sat on the couch.
Grabbing his growing bulge through his jeans, Jamie watched three people undress. He groped himself until his hard dick became painfully cramped. Opening his fly, he slipped his hand onto the big mound in his purple briefs. He massaged his aching pole while watching the two men and one woman making out. It's not that this porno was especially hot or anything. But the illicit act of invading his father's secret stash provided a minor thrill.
After glancing up the stairs again to double check that the door was closed, the teen shimmied his jeans and undies down his thighs to his knees, letting his hard tool stand up straight along his abdomen. Holding his teen boner in one hand and the remote in the other, Jamie fast-forwarded through the women-focused shots. He loved the part where the young twink did his best to gag himself on the older hunk's massive cock. That got him really hard. His fist glided along his shaft, eliciting a droplet of precut from his little slit. He tugged his balls as he jerked off, and wondered when he might be lucky enough to ride a guy's big dong like the twink on the screen.
That's when Jamie's father appeared. The teenager jumped, trying to cover his boner. An icy ripple of fear filled his chest. He tugged the hem of his shirt down over his cock, which unhelpfully continued to poke up under the thin material.
"What the hell, Jamie?" his dad said. Jamie saw a nervous look on his dad's face. The kid was scared at being caught, but quickly realized that his father was just as mortified at his secret being discovered.
"Jesus, I'm sorry Dad!" Jamie exclaimed, trying but failing to grab the remote and also hold his shirt down. He dropped the remote in favor of keeping himself covered, allowing the movie to continue.
Dad sat down on the couch next to his exposed son. "Sorry to scare you," he said with a sigh. "I think we need to talk." The concern on his voice was heavy.
"I'm sorry, Dad," Jamie started to say, but he was interrupted.
"No, no, it's okay. I'm sorry for sneaking up on you. But you should know better than to go through my things."
"I said I'm sorry," Jamie repeated with a tone of distress. Jamie didn't know why his dad would sit down next to him when he was like this. He wished the old man would just go away. His embarrassment mingled with annoyed anger. "God, why are you even awake right now? I thought you were in bed."
Dad ignored his testy teenage son's questioning. "Are you... is this what you like?" Dad asked, motioning towards the screen.
"Are you asking if I'm gay?" After a pause, Jamie said, "Yes, I am." A rising dread filled Jamie. He had been caught with his dad's bisexual porno, with his dick out, and he had just come out to his father.
But there were no reprisals. His father's face showed awe and admiration. "I've fantasized about doing stuff with a guy for so long," he said, "but I'm stuck with just DVDs. I'm married to you mother, so I'll never know. But you've got your whole life ahead of you. I'm glad you got this figured out for yourself. I want you to have a happy life. When I married your mother, we were so young. I mean, I love her, but I never had the chance to experiment. I like women, but I like men, too..."
Still somewhat naked and somewhat shaken, Jamie's face felt burning hot as his dad continued his monologue. He was glad for his dad's acceptance, but felt deeply uncomfortable being the receptacle for his father's sexual confessions. Having his father release all this pent up feelings was bad enough, but his pants and briefs were still down around his thighs. As Dad went on and on, Jamie's cock was still hard, stymying his efforts to hide it behind his shirt. The porno still played, too, making things more awkward.
"Have you ever done anything with another guy?" Dad asked, finally snapping out of his wistful speech and addressing Jamie directly.
"Uh, just fooling around a little with Joe from soccer."
"Ooh, he was a cutie. Too bad his family moved away."
Jamie was relieved that his dad didn't ask for details. With his father's sudden, shocking openness, he didn't know what to expect from his old man. Hearing him call his friend "a cutie" was bizarre enough. He didn't want to going into lurid details of his sex life with his dad.
They retreated into silence as they both sat back and watched the screen. The twink porn star was bent over with the woman shoving her fingers up the boy's ass. Too embarrassed to continue jerking off, but also too embarrassed to stand up, pull his pants up, and leave, Jamie sat there next to his father, his long, faintly fuzzy thighs bare and his big teen boner stretched his T-shirt, straining to free itself. From the corner of his eye, Jamie could see Dad eyeing him up.
"Well, since your dick is 'out and proud,'" Dad said. A fresh veil of red covered the teen's face, knowing that his dad was looking at his cock. "I guess I'll get mine out, too," he continued. Even though Jamie's dick wasn't technically "out," his old man didn't seem to need a real excuse to strip off his clothes in front of his son. The man shucked his pants and boxers down to his ankles, then pulled off his shirt. And just like that, in an instant, Dad was naked.
In the Venn diagram of Jamie's life, the category of "sex" never overlapped with the category "Dad." Even in the past when he had discovered his dad's porn stash, and now when he had found the bisexual DVD, his father's sexuality was a distant abstract.
But now, Jamie was directly confronted with the fact that his dad was a sexual being. The man sat totally naked next to him, with his hairy sex-parts on fun display. He glanced at Dad's big thing. The fat sausage swelled longer and harder in his dad's hand. He had never seen a big, hairy naked man in person before, let alone one with a hard-on. The sight fascinated the teenager. Jamie marveled at the hairy, thick thighs and big balls. The curly black bush was wild and unkempt. And his penis was long, dark, and thick with a big shiny cap. Without realizing, Jamie was staring openly at his dad's body.
Dad's body was so foreign and strange to Jamie, whose physique was small and slender. Except for a dusting of hair on his teen thighs, shins, forearms, and modest pubes and underarm hair, Jamie was otherwise smooth-skinned. And while Jamie had a lean, athletic build, Dad had a quintessential "dad bod." His meatiness was balanced by his mild paunch. Dark hair shadowed his chest and tummy. The teenager realized with a shock that he was getting harder just by looking at his dad's naked body.
As the video continued and Dad's cock got bigger, Jamie's fingers closed around the stiff mass protruding under his T-shirt. The porno was forgotten. Jamie kept his attention on his dad's thing. He hadn't been as subtle as he thought, though. His dad had noticed.
"Go ahead and have a feel," Dad said, taking his hand away from his meat. Jamie now turned fully towards his father, but made no move to fulfill the man's request. He stared at Dad's monolith, which stood up slightly from his furry belly, strong had hard. The veined surface, the bluntly rounded knob, it's length and girth, all called out to Jamie.
"C'mon, Dad, no way..." he said without conviction.
