The next thing I knew, I felt the bed move and opened my eyes to see Mark sitting at the end. I could see he was looking at the trail of semen that ran from the tip of my cock to his little boy's butt.

"Wake up, sleepyheads...it's time for dinner."

I looked at the clock, it was 6:10. We got out of bed, cleaned ourselves up and went downstairs, still naked.

The table was already set. Mark served us up. Steak, baked potato, green beans, fresh baked rolls, a regular feast, after the macaroni and cheese we had had for lunch.

"Could you grab some steak sauce out of the fridge?" Mark asked.

I opened the fridge. It was packed full. Milk, eggs, various cheeses, a number of condiments, juices, fruits, veggies, and more. He had done a good job shopping. I grabbed the steak sauce and returned to the table.

"Wow, you got enough food in there?"

"Yes....thanks to you."

"My pleasure."

"From what I saw when I got home, I thought HE was your pleasure." Mark said, nodding towards Joey.

"He is a pleasure, that's for sure."

"Don't I know it?"

"Look." I said, not exactly sure how to broach the subject. "The thing is, well, I've sort of..."

"Fallen in love with my seven year old son?"

"Yeah, I guess you could put it that way."

"And?"

"Well, I need a place to stay and you have a spare bedroom. I could pay you rent, like maybe 1000 a month?"

"Rent for the room, or rent for my son?"

We sat at the table and I enjoyed watching my young lover devour what was probably the best meal he had had in months.

After dinner, we retired into the bedroom.

"Joey, I have a question for you."

"Yes, Daddy?"

"Would it be OK if Uncle Scott moved in here and stayed in the spare bedroom?"

"Couldn't he stay here, Daddy? This bed is big enough for all of us."

Mark looked at me. "How about I keep my stuff in the other room, like you do with your room, but spend most of my time in here with you and your Dad?"

"I'd like that."

And so I moved in with them. The following weekend, he and Joey went on an overnight trip with a local community group. It was sold out so I couldn't join them. I told them that would be OK, I had things I needed to do. When they got back, they were surprised that I had went on a little "shopping spree". The house was now fully furnished, with every room looking like something out of a magazine. I told Joey to go check out his bedroom. He ran down the hall, then came back all excited.

"Daddy, you should see my room. It's got a real bed...and a TV...and video games...and toys...and...and"

"Why don't you go play with the toys while your dad and I talk."

We went out to the kitchen. I opened the fridge and grabbed a couple of beers. He could see that the kitchen had even more food in it, along with a new stove and refrigerator.

"So what's all this?" Mark asked.

"I thought it looked a little sparse so I spruced it up a bit."

"But...but...this most have cost a fortune."

"Nah, just a few grand."

"You didn't have to do that."

"But I wanted to."

"Are you sure...I mean, a few grand?"

"Don't worry about it. The money's not a problem."

"That reminds me...I never did ask what YOU do for a living."

"Damn, I was hoping you wouldn't ask that question. I don't think you'll like the answer."

I hemmed and hawed for a bit. "OK, I'll tell you. I'm actually sorta in the movie business... which is why I came to California."

"Sorta in the movie business...what exactly does that mean?"

"Well, I buy, sell, make, and sometimes star in movies."

"What kind of movies."

"Well, if you must know, porn movies."

I could see the wheels turning in his head.

"And you think you're going to use my son in your movies, get out of here you fucking pervert."

He was screaming now. Joey came running into the room.

"Daddy, what's the matter?"

"GO TO YOUR ROOM!!!"

Joey ran back to his room and slammed the door.

"And you..." He was seething now. "you get all your shit, and get out of here, right now."

"Wait, Mark, you've got the wrong idea, that's not what I'm up to...let me explain."

It took a minute but eventually he calmed down.

"Yes, I'm in the porn business and yes, I make kiddy porn, but only a small amount of what we do is Kiddy Porn, probably less than five percent. And it's all quite private.

"Go on." He was much calmer now.

"Here's how it works. We have two types of kiddy porn movies we make, private and public. Private is for people who want us to film themselves with their children. They know the kids will eventually grow up and want a keepsake of the time when they were young. People pay us, usually around $2000 to shoot these for them, a little more if we come to you.

"Go on."

"Our public videos might be of more interest to you. We usually shoot them in our studio in L.A. We pay the parent a sum for the use of their child. If they want to be in the movie, vice using one of our actors, we pay them even more."

"What kind of money are we talking?"

"One child...with their own parent? Probably around five to six."

"Five to six hundred dollars to have sex with their own child, which they're doing anyway?"

"Not hundred, thousand. Girls demand more than boys due to the market but still, if you were interested in filming some of your activities with Joey, I could see it running around five or so."

"Damn, sounds tempting...but isn't it dangerous?"

"In what way?"

"What if someone recognizes him?"

"Well, that usually doesn't happen as we take precautions."

"What kind of precautions?"

"Well, primarily, there is what we call the "Five Year Delay."

"What's that?"

"Well, we release the videos five years after they're made. The child has grown up by then so people usually won't put two and two together. We shoot the videos like they were made by a parent with a regular video camera and put a date five years in the future on it. We also add some post dated props, that makes the illusion work better."

"So I wouldn't actually get it until like 1996?"

"No, you would get your copy immediately. The rest of the world will have to wait until 1996.

"And the videos you have today are...."

"Were made in 1986."...wanna see one?"

"Sure."

"How about we have Joey come in and watch it with us?"

He called Joey in.

"Joey, wanna watch a movie?...it's about a dad and his son and the special things they do together, like you and your dad."

"OK."

I got the video (there were no DVD's back then) out and put it in the VCR. It started with a boy of about six sucking a guy off. As it panned back, a slightly older man could be seen fucking the little boy in the ass.

"Do you like Grampa fucking you while you suck Daddy off?" the older man asked.

The boy took his mouth off the man's cock. "Uh huh."

God, you've got a sexy little body, Joey." The man getting his cock sucked said.

Joey looked at his dad. "His name is Joey, just like mine."

"So it is." His dad replied. He looked at me and I shrugged. It was one of the reasons I had picked this movie from all the ones I had in my car.

The camera pulled back even more, revealing that the "Dad" in the picture was none other than me. A younger me, but you could still tell who it was. This was the second reason I had picked this one.

"That's you, Uncle Scott!!!"

"Yes it is, this is a movie I made a few years ago. That's not really my son though, I'm just pretending. That is his real grandfather though."

We went back to watching the movie. The two men in the video continued to do the little boy. After about two minutes, the grandfather said he was gonna cum. He pulled his dick out of the little boy's ass and moved around in front of him. The boy opened his mouth and his grandfather stroked his cock a few time, then spurted his load into his grandson's open mouth, getting most of it in but some dribbling onto his chest.

"Me too." You could hear me saying as I stood up and shot my load onto the boy's face.

"Why didn't they cum in his mouth and butt?

I was about to answer when his father said. "It's called a "Money Shot, Joey. People who watch these kind of movies like to see the guy cum on the person's face, mouth, or chest."

"But cum tastes so good, why would you waste it like that?"

God, he was smart.

"Can we watch it again?"

I was hoping he'd say that. "How about we start at the beginning this time?"

"K."

I started the DVD over. As it began to play, the little boy was standing, fully dressed, in front of his Grandfather.

"You've been very naughty, haven't you Joey?" his grandfather asked.

My little Joey again giggled at the sound of his name.

"You know what happens to naughty little boys, don't you?"

"Yes, sir." He pulled his shorts and underwear down to his knees and climbed up onto his grandfather's lap, face down. His grandfather was already completely naked.

"How many do you want today, Joey?"

"Ten, sir."

"Twenty it is."

"But..but..but.."

"Do you want me to make it thirty?"

"No!"

"No...what?"

"No, Sir."

"Good boy. Are you ready?"

"Yes.....Sir."

The older man brought his hand down on to the boy's bare bottom. Not very hard, but hard enough to make a sound.

"One." The boy counted. "Please, may I have another, Sir?"

Again, the man brought his hand down, this time a little harder.

"Two." The boy counted. "Please, may I have another, Sir?"

Again the hand came down, and again, it was a little harder.

"Three." The boy counted. "Please, may I have another, Sir?"

"Why is he spanking him?" Joey asked. "Did he do something bad?"

"No, the little boy wants to be spanked. It's a game for them."

"He likes being spanked?"

"Yes...have you ever been spanked, Joey?"

"Once."

Mark looked at his son, incredulous. "I've never...."

"Mommy spanked me once when I was about 3. I don't 'member too much about it...but I know it hurt."

"It doesn't hurt if it's done right...in fact, it can be quite pleasurable."

I could see the wheels turning. He was adventurous, if nothing else. This was the third reason I had chosen this video.

"Would you like to try it?" I asked him.

"I dunno...are you sure it won't hurt?"

"Well, it may sting a little, but it's a good sting. But I think you should ask your Daddy if it's OK."

"Can I try it, Daddy."

I could tell Mark wanted me to do it as much as I did.

"Sure, sport."

"Take off your clothes and hop up here on my lap, face down."

I had pulled my pants down already. He laid down on my lap, my cock pushing up into his lower belly.

"Ready, baby?"

"Yes, Uncle Scott."

I brought my hand down very gently. You almost couldn't even hear it.

"Did that hurt?"

"No."

I brought my hand down again, a little harder. This time you could hear a smack.

"That?"

"A little, but it's OK."

I continued to spank him, increasing just a little bit each time. Finally he cried out.

"Own, that hurt."

"OK, now I know how much I can go. I won't go any harder than this, OK?"

I gave him a lighter slap.

"OK."

I gave him about five more spanks, then stopped.

"Why did you stop, Uncle Scott?"

"I think you've had enough for your first time."

"Please, May I have another, Sir?" He asked, in almost exactly the same voice as the boy in the video.

I gave him one more.

"Another."

He definitely liked being spanked. I responded with a slightly harder slap.

"Another...harder."

I had created a monster. I spanked his butt about 10 more times, with him asking for another each time. By now his butt cheeks were glowing red.

"We need to stop now...but I promise we'll do it again soon."

"Do ya hafta?" he asked

"Yes, I think your sexy little butt has had enough for today."

"God, his cheeks are so red." Mark exclaimed.

"And warm...feel them."

His father reached over and caressed Joey's ass.

"God they are warm...almost hot."

"A good spanking will do that. And that was a very good spanking. I think even Joey liked it, didn't you?"

"Uh huh."

"Would you like us to fuck you now, like in the movie?"

"Yes."

"Suck my cock while your Daddy fucks you in the ass."

He knelt down in front of me and started sucking my rock hard pole. His father moved in behind him, applied a little spit for lube, then slipped his cock up his son's ass. The sight of a little seven year old boy skewered by man cock at both ends was incredibly hot.

He worked my cock over pretty good and I felt my cum getting close. I could tell from his actions that Mark was close too.

"Since he doesn't like the cum wasted, how about we cum in him together, me in his mouth, you in his ass?"

"Sounds good to me, I'm almost there."

"Me too."

A few seconds later I let loose with my load down the little boy's throat at the same time his father shot his deep into his bowels. This set Joey off too as he began to quiver in a little mini boy-cum. Afterwards, the three of us collapsed in a heap.

After a few minutes, Mark reached down and kissed his son on his lower back, then worked his way up his back. Joey turned over and they kissed on the lips.

"So, Joey, Uncle Scott would like to make a video of the two of us having fun...would you like to do that?"

"Can Uncle Scott join in too?"

"Well, someone needs to work the camera."

Joey looked a little disappointed.

"Of course, I know someone who is very good with a camera that might like to do it."

Joey quickly agreed.

And that was how little Joey Jenner became a child porn star. And he was a star. He made a total of thirty one movies over the next few years. Most with his Dad, some with me, some with me and his dad, and even a few with total strangers. One of his best performances was called "Oreo", made when he was about nine. Two big black men took him in all kinds of ways. He had learned to like the "money shots" and was probably the best kid I ever worked with. And his father got very, very wealthy.

But, alas, all good things have to come to an end. When he was about 11, he and his father moved to Florida. We kept in touch for a little while but eventually drifted apart. I'd still think about him from time to time, but there was no contact.

I 'retired' from the porn business. Now I just spend my time doing nothing. Occasionally I get lucky enough to find a young child to enjoy, but those days have been few and far between. I didn't think I'd ever find another little boy like Joey...until yesterday.

I had to come back to California and was in the same diner as I had been when I met little Joey nearly 20 years ago. I had just finished breakfast when I saw him. God, he was fucking beautiful. Just like 20 years ago, I immediately fell in love with him. OK, maybe not love, more like lust. He was so incredibly sexy. I wanted him. I needed him. I was going to have him.

He was walking hand in hand with a young man,, I'd estimate him to be in his late 20's. The boy about 5, maybe 6. About average height, trim, typical California blonde hair and tan skin. They walked to my booth and sat down. I was a little taken back at first, then realized the man looked somewhat familiar. And the boy was the spitting image of his father at that age. I smiled at them.

"Hello, Uncle Scott. This is my son, his name is Scott too."

"Hello, Uncle Scott."

"How did you find me?"

"I wasn't looking....but I'm glad I did. I inherited the old house after my father passed a few years ago. I was recently divorced and I had lots of good times there with my dad...and with you...and now with little Scott here."

"Do you...."

"Yes...in fact, we were just getting something to go, then go back to the house...would you care to join us?"

I woke up this morning lying next to a beautiful, naked little six year old. I could see a trail of my cum running out of his butt and onto the sheet. He looked just like his dad did so many years ago. I looked over at his dad, who was busy stroking his own cock.

I was back with my little Joey.

The End