Author: bstories2011
Title: I'll Prove It to You, Dad
Summary: Dad finds a video of his teenage son and a young boy on his computer. 
Keywords: Mmb, incest, oral, anal

WARNING! 
This story contains explicit sex between an adult and underaged boys. Do not read it if it is illegal for your to do so, or if this material offends you. This story is entirely fictional. The characters in it are not real. The acts depicted in this story are not condoned by the author. Do not use this story as a guide for how to behave in real life. That would be a terrible idea. Instead, follow the law and use your own judgement and sense of morality. This is a fantasy. Enjoy! 

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** I'LL PROVE IT TO YOU, DAD ** 

I stared at the computer screen in disbelief.

I'd been looking for a misplaced file when I noticed an oddly-titled video hidden in some random folder. I clicked on it and what appeared was a video of a young boy I didn't immediately recognize. He was sitting on a bed and smiling at the camera. Then I heard a voice I recognized as that of my 16-year-old son Eric and realized he was probably the one holding the camera. In fact, this was shot in his room. He was now showing the boy to "show it to him." Without hesitation, the boy pulled down his shorts and underwear to reveal his penis.

By now, my heart was racing. The camera zoomed in on the boy's crotch and I saw him get hard as he played with his little cock. It didn't look much bigger than my pinkie finger, but soon it appeared to be rock hard.

I had a sick feeling in my stomach. I was shocked and nervous. My instinct was to stop the video immediately. I felt guilty just looking at it, but at the same time morbid curiosity urged me to keep watching.

The camera was moving now, as Eric approached the bed. He instructed the boy to lie down on his back and the boy complied. I saw Eric's hand pull the boy's shorts completely off and then take his little cock and start playing with it. He pulled the foreskin back slowly, then moved back and forth a few times. The the camera moved back again. Eric apparently set it down somewhere so that the boy could still be seen lying on the bed. Then my teenage son entered the frame. He got down on the bed and positioned himself between the boy's legs, then took his cock in his mouth.

I gasped and placed my palm over my mouth, my eyes wide open, and starred as my son's head went up and down on the boy's little dick. This went on for about 20 seconds, then Eric got up, reached for the camera, and stopped the recording.

It was only once the video had ended that I realized my own cock was rock hard. 

*

"Eric, we have to talk."

"Okay. What's up, Dad?"

"Well, this is pretty serious, son. I found your video, Eric."

"Which video?"

"The one you left on the computer. The one in which you, uh... molested that boy."

"Whoa, Dad, I did not molest..."

"I saw it, Eric! I saw the video. Are you going to pretend it didn't happen?"

"No, but, Dad, it's not what you think." 

"How could it be anything else, Eric?"

"Look, Dad, I know you're upset, okay? But you have to believe me. I did not molest Jamie. He and I have been fooling around for a while now, but I never forced him to do anything."

"'Fooling around'? How old is that boy?"

"He's eight."

"You don't 'fool around' with eight-year-old boys, Eric. What you did to him, that's wrong. Don't you understand that?"

"No, Dad, you're the one who doesn't understand. He likes it. He's enjoying it. He keeps coming back for more. You think I would rape a kid, or anyone for that matter? I'm not some kind of monster, okay? Everything that happened between Jamie and I was consensual." 

"Eric, there's no such thing as consensual sex with a boy that young. He's not old enough to process this."

"Well, I'm telling you he is. And I should know better than you. I'm the one who's been having sex with him, aren't I?"

"Oh, God."

"Come on, Dad. You don't believe me? I'll prove it to you."

"How are you going to prove it?"

"I'll go pick up Jamie and bring him here and you can see for yourself how much he enjoys it."

"What are you saying?! You think I'm going to stand here and watch you molest that boy in front of me to prove a point?"

"Why not?"

"I'm not going to be a part of this, Eric. This has to stop!"

"So, what, you wanna call the cops and have them put me in jail?" 

"Of course not..."

"Traumatize that boy for life by teaching him that what happened was wrong and forcing him to go through therapy that he doesn't need? You think that's going to do any good?"

"I don't know."

"Will you at least agree to meet him and talk to him before you do anything crazy?"

"All right. We'll talk."

*

Eric went to pick up the boy and I waited at home for them to arrive, anxiously pacing back and forth. I still couldn't quite understand what was happening and had no idea what I would say to the boy. Eric said the boy lived a couple of blocks away with his single mother. She knew Eric often spent time with her son and saw it as a positive thing. Of course, she didn't know Eric was doing anything sexual with the boy. The thought of what she would do if she ever found out terrified me. The last thing I wanted was for my son to go to jail. 

Finally, they showed up. I hadn't recognized the boy in the video, but now that he was here in front of me, I seemed to remember seeing him biking around the neighbourhood. He said hello and sat down on the couch. Eric sat next to him, which made me nervous. Images from the video kept flashing back to me. I looked at the two of them sitting there in front of me and had a hard time connecting that reality with the unbelievable images I'd seen on the computer, which seemed like a dream or a nightmare. I couldn't decide which. Eric spoke first. 

"Jamie, I don't want to make you uncomfortable, but we have to talk about something very serious. My dad found the video we made together and he's a little concerned." 

That was the understatement of the century, I thought. Jamie looked at me with a worried look on his face. 

"Am I in trouble?" he asked. 

"No, of course not," I said. "You didn't do anything wrong. I just want to make sure that..." I was at a lost for words. Eric took over again.

"Dad thinks that maybe I forced you to do those things, or that you didn't enjoy them. He just wants to make sure that you're not getting hurt."

Jamie looked confused. 

"Why would you hurt me? I don't understand."

"Jamie," I said. "Boys your age don't usually do these types of things, especially not with older boys. I think you're too young to be doing these things." 

"Why? We're just playing. And it feels really good." He turned toward Eric. "Does that mean we can't do it anymore?" 

"I don't know, Jamie. It's up to you. Do you really want to?"

"Yeah, of course. I'm the one who always asks to play whenever we hang out. I wish we could do it every day!"

"I know," Eric replied. "I liked it, too. But we have to convince my dad."

"Please, sir," Jamie said to me now. "We won't tell anyone, ever. I promise." 

"What do you say, Dad?" 

"I don't know, Eric. This is too much. I can't even think straight anymore." 

"Maybe if we showed you how we do it," Eric continue. "Would that convince you?"

"What, you mean like now? You want to do it in front of me?!" 

"Sure, why not? I mean, if Jamie doesn't mind. Besides, you've already seen us on the video. I just think if you see it live, you'll realize that nobody is getting hurt. What do you say, Jamie? Are you okay with that?"

"I don't mind." They both grinned as they looked at me, waiting for my answer. 

"I can't believe this," I said. "I can't believe I'm even considering letting you do this."

"Come on, Dad. You know you want to." Then Eric actually winked at me. He looked down at my crotch and I realized that I was sporting a huge erection, which was clearly tenting my pants. I must have turned beet red, but I was too stunned to say or do anything. 

Then I watched as my son started to undress the young boy. He took his shirt off and kissed him on the chest and Jamie giggled. The Eric unzipped his pants and the boy lifted his butt off the couch to let him pull them down. Eric pulled the underwear down at the same time and I saw that the boy's little cock was already hard. Jamie looked me right in the eyes and smiled as my son took his cock in his mouth and started sucking on it. I was stunned, fascinated and incredibly turned on. My erection was straining uncomfortably in my pants. I tried to readjust it, then started massaging it slowly with my hand through the fabric of my pants as I watched my teenage son blowing a prepubescent boy in front of me. Jamie was still staring at me, though he now had a glazed look in his eyes, as though he was looking through me. Then he closed his eyes and put his head back as his breathing started to get laboured. These were the unmistakable signs of sexual pleasure. Eric had been telling the truth. The boy was enjoying it. In fact, he loved it! 

Suddenly, his eyes opened again and I realized that Eric had stopped blowing him and turned to look at me. 

"Wanna have a taste, Dad?"

"I, uh, I don't know." 

"As long as Jamie doesn't mind," Eric said. 

"I don't mind," Jamie said, smiling. "As long as someone's sucking my dick, I'm happy." 

Eric and Jamie both laughed at this, but I was still too stunned to be joking around. 

"See, Dad? He wants it. And I know you do, too." Eric moved out of the way to give me access to Jamie's little cock. I knelt in front of the boy, fascinated by his mini-erection. I touched it with my hand, tentatively, gently stroking it. I had never felt another man's erection, much less a young boy's. Jamie started moving his hips, subtly pushing his trembling little dick in my direction. I leaned in and tasted boy cock for the first time. The taste and sensation of his small shaft in my mouth was unlike what I had imagined. It was different from anything I had ever experienced, impossible to describe, intoxicating. I sucked on it hungrily. It felt like I wanted to swallow all of him. He cried out a little and I hear Eric say, "Careful with your teeth." He must have made the same mistake the first time he sucked him, I thought. I used my lips and my tongue to press tightly against Jamie's little cock and moved my head up and down on it, while moving my hands over his smooth skin on his chest and his hips. He felt so small and delicate, his flesh so young and inexperienced and filled with lust, desperate for the pleasure that only I could provide now. I heard him moan and take a deep breath and then he tense underneath me and I felt his cock start pulsing inside my mouth. He cried out a little again, but this time I knew it was out of pleasure and not pain. I had brought the boy to orgasm. 

His cock must have been really sensitive then, because he gently pushed my head away. I reluctantly let go of his cock and looked at him. He smiled at me with a look of pure contentment, catching his breath. I realized that I was out of breath, too, although my cock was still straining for release. 

"Oh, my God," I said. "That was incredible." I sat down on the couch next to Jamie, who was still completely naked. Eric was sitting on the other side of the young boy. At this point, I hadn't really given any thought to what would happen next, but I figured that was as far as it would go. After all, Eric had proved his point. 

I looked over at my son and saw that he was unzipping his pants and taking out his cock. For some reason, even after everything that had just happened, this shocked me! All my attention had been focused on Jamie, so it didn't seem like there was anything incestuous about what we were doing. Seeing my son's exposed erection made me slightly uncomfortable. I'd never seen his hard cock before. At 16, it wasn't fully developed yet, but at just slightly under six inches it was well on its way to its adult size. He had a good patch of pubic hair around it as well. 

As soon as Jamie noticed Eric's cock was out, he reached for it and started pumping it. I wasn't sure what to do, so I just stared. After a moment, Eric say to Jamie, "You should do both of us." Jamie turned to look at me, silently asking for my approval. I nodded slowly and watched as he unbuckled my belt, unzipped my pants and started fishing for my throbbing hard cock. I gasped when his hands found it. I couldn't remember ever being this excited and felt like I was already edging, ready to cum at any moment. 

"Wow, it's big," Jamie said, impressed by the size of my cock. I'm pretty sure I'm actually just average sized, but until this moment Eric's teen cock was the biggest dick Jamie had ever seen, let alone played with. Sitting between us, Jamie started masturbating us both, with one had on each shaft. I was on the left side. Jamie being right-handed, his left stroke was a bit more awkward, which was a good thing because I would have probably cum within a few seconds if he'd been pumping my cock as expertly as he was now pumping Eric's. Eric was now breathing heavily, so I could tell that he was also getting close. 

Eric stopped Jamie from taking him over the edge, then he leaned over and whispered something in his ear. Jamie smiled and nodded. He let go of my cock, while Eric got off the couch and undressed completely. I took the opportunity to pull down my pants and underwear to give better access to Jamie, who was positioning himself with his face close to my crotch and his ass up in the air on the other end of the couch. He leaned in closer and started licking the precum off the tip of my cock. I shuddered as his tongue set off a wave of pleasure that travelled from my cock through my entire body. He placed his two hands around the base of my cock and moved his tongue all over the shaft, covering it with saliva. Then, he put his mouth over it and took in as much of my cock as he could fit in. 

"Oh, God, Jamie," I said. "That feels so good."

Meanwhile, Eric was climbing back on the couch behind Jamie. I don't know where he got it, but he had a tube of KY in his hand and was applying generous amounts of it on Jamie's ass, using his middle finger to lube up the inside of the boy's tight hole. I heard Jamie moan, even though his mouth was stuff with my cock. Eric put more lube on his own cock, then started pushing slowly into Jamie's asshole. Jamie took his mouth off my cock then and inhaled sharply. He was wincing, but after Eric got the head of his cock passed his tight ring, his expression changed from one of pain to one of pleasure. His eyes were closed and actually pushed back against Eric's cock to help him slide more of it in. Considering how small he was, I was surprised at how easily Eric penetrated him. This was obviously not the first time they had done this. 

Once most of Eric's cock was buried inside Jamie's ass, he started moving in and out of it, gently at first, but gradually picking up speed, thrusting harder and harder into him. With each thrust, Jamie let out a loud moan. I was completely mesmerized by the spectacle and had almost forgotten my own cock until Jamie went back to sucking on it hungrily while my teenage son fucked him. In between grunts and moans, Eric said things like: "Oh, you're so fucking hot. Yeah, that's it. Suck my dad's cock while I pound your sexy little ass. Yeah, you liked getting fucked, don't you, boy?" I had never heard my son talk like that. Normally he didn't even swear in front of me, and here he was talking dirty while fucking the eight-year-old boy who was sucking on my cock!

This was the hottest thing I had ever experienced in my life and it didn't take long before my cock exploded in little Jamie's mouth. And what an explosion it was! I hadn't shot this much since I was 17. My cum kept gushing out in spam after spasm until I started worrying that Jamie would choke on it. He never took his mouth off my cock and just tried to swallow as much of it as he could, letting the rest spill out. Eric could tell I was coming from my grunting and moaning, and he started pumping his cock in and out of Jamie's ass even faster and harder than before. Just as my own orgasm was subsiding, Eric pulled out of Jamie and started shooting jets of cum all over his back. Some of it even landed on me. Then he collapsed on top of Jamie and we all stayed like that for a moment, panting and sweaty and messy with sprayed cum all over us. 

When Eric and I had recovered from our orgasm, we found that Jamie's little cock was rock hard again and aching for release, so we took turns sucking on it until finally he had another dry orgasm, this time in Eric's mouth. By that time, Eric and I were both hard again and we could have kept this cycle going all day, Eric had to bring Jamie back home. So the two of them took a quick shower together then left together. 

Alone with my thoughts and my still raging erection, I tried to process what had just happened and to figure out how different life would be from now on. Eric had been right. He'd definitely proved to me that Jamie was into sex, that he craved it and enjoyed it as much if not more than we did. And now that I'd had experienced sex with the boy, I knew that I would want more. I wondered if I would have another chance to play with Jamie, and maybe experience what it was like to have that tight little ass of his around my cock. I also wondered how many other boys out there might be open to this sort of thing. And last but not least, I wondered how this would affect my relationship to my son. We had definitely crossed a line into some new and unchartered territory here and I knew we couldn't just go back to our normal lives and pretend nothing had happened. 

Whatever the future did hold, though, I was looking forward to it.

THE END