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(Author's note: This story takes place in the summer of 2018)

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Chapter 6: "Daddy Issues"

WILL:

I didn't really get a chance to have a conversation with my boyfriend for the rest of the afternoon. After his dad announced we'd all be taking a trip together soon, Eric was too excited and that was all he wanted to talk about. He and his dad Sven decided to go out for a drive, grab something to eat somewhere, maybe even go shopping for some things they'd need for the trip.

"Do you wanna come?" Eric asked me, the two of us alone in our room.

"No thanks, there's some things I gotta do. You don't mind if I use the computer while you're gone?"

"Sure," he said. (My laptop broke a few months ago. The school lent me one I could use while I was still in college, but since graduation I'd been using Eric's until I get a new one.)

"I'm just uploading some new photos and videos. They're hot, aren't they?!" he said, and grabbed his computer to show me. It was his Tumblr blog.

A few months ago Eric started uploading pictures of himself online. At first they were pretty tame, underwear photos from just the neck down. As he started to get comments and likes from people he got more and more into it and started uploading short vids of himself jerking off. A couple of weeks later, he asked if I was okay with him putting up videos of us fucking (I agreed as long as my face wasn't visible).

"Wow, they're really hot," I answered truthfully. Eric was getting really good at taking photos, he definitely knew his angles and how to work the lighting. Plus, we were both working out more lately and it was starting to show, which undoubtedly made him want to show off even more. "You're posting your face now as well," I noticed. "And this one has your name in the caption."

"It's just my first name, not like there aren't a million other Erics out there. Do you like it?" He reached over and squeezed my dick through my shorts.

"I do," I answered. It turned me on that my boyfriend liked exposing himself online. Sometimes we'd go through his posts together and read the comments, and start jerking off and fucking. But right now I had too many other thoughts on my mind.

"You know, Dad's waiting for me downstairs but we can make this quick," he offered, squeezing my dick again.

"How about you go with him and get it over with, and then we continue where we left off tonight?"

"Fine," he acquiesced, gave me a kiss and headed out. "See you later."

I wasn't in the habit of turning down sex with Eric, but I had way too much going through my head today. I kissed his dad last night, for fuck's sake! Granted I was drunk, but wasn't that just a catalyst for me to do what I always wanted to do anyway? I grabbed the laptop, opened a new tab, and started typing.

"Father... son... kissing," I typed.

Not only had I kissed my boyfriend's dad, but asked if I can call him "Dad" as well. My daddy issues were obviously stronger than I realized. I wanted to explore this some more.

I have no idea what I expected to find with my Google search but it wasn't much. Innocent photos and random forum discussions.

"Father... son... naked together," I continued.

Again, not much. Articles on nudist websites. Some Brazilian porn star who posed naked with his adult son for some magazine.

"Father... son... naked together... gay," I tried.

This led me into the world of gay websites, stories, and forum threads.

"Fellas, have you ever seen your dad or an older male relative naked?" someone wanted to know, and got 16 pages' worth of replies:

"Would never happen in my family! But I do remember him walking around in his tighty whities."

"Years and years ago, we used to go swimming naked at the YMCA (yes that was a thing that happened. It was mandatory back in the day)."

"Omg lol so funny. I live in Finland and we have a sauna in the backyard. My whole family goes in together naked. I don't think I know a single person who hasn't seen their parents naked. Different cultures, I guess."

"No, but I wish. He was such a handsome man!"

"Only in photos. Going through my old man's porn mags once, I found old photos of him and my mom having sex with another woman. I always assumed they were taken by the woman's husband. I've snuck in and used the photos to jerk off a few times since."

Fuck, I was getting hard. Without even realizing it for a second, I'd been stroking my dick through my shorts the entire time while reading the posts. What's the harm, I figured, it's other people's lives. I took my shorts off and got comfortable.

I thought about my own dad and step-dad. They were both firmly in the "would never happen in my family" camp. But then looking at David and Sven, and Eric's experience growing up with them, as well as stories other people were sharing online... you never know what happens behind closed doors, I figured.

This site seemed promising. I clicked on the search bar and just typed "father son" to see what else people were talking about.

"Have you ever caught your dad antalya escort jerking off, or vice versa? I remember walking in on mine, I kept thinking about it for years," was another thread with a good amount of replies.

Some of them made me roll my eyes and I took them with several pinches of salt, but some of them sounded more realistic and reading them made me hard. I started jerking off reading the posts, my precum serving as lube by this point. I started thinking about Eric and his dads. Have any of these things ever happened to them? Knowing them, I knew they'd have a laissez-faire attitude about catching each other jerking off or more. Had it happened in the past, was it maybe even a regular occurrence?

I was ready to cum, so I stopped my edging. No! I wanted to cum with Eric tonight, I'd promised him that. Time to jump in the pool to cool off!

DAVID:

"Fuck!" I said out loud. I was in the middle of a sentence and my laptop decides to die on me. I looked around for the charger but I couldn't see it. Which room did I use it in last? Is it in the living room? Oh fuck it, I'll just borrow Eric's while he's out.

I went to the boys' room and walked to the desk to get the charger. "Ooh, who's that guy?" I thought. Something on Eric's computer caught my eye.

He had been looking at Tumblr porn and left it on. I was looking at a photo of a guy wearing tight boxer briefs, bright red. It was a great pic, even though you couldn't see the guy's face. On the photo next to it, he was pulling down his underwear, showing off his ass. ("Mmm, great ass," I thought.) I had to keep scrolling. On the next photo the guy's dick was out, fully erect, and he was stroking it.

I was starting to get hard, my white briefs feeling uncomfortably tight. The photos were really good, just the right combination of pornographic and artsy. I heard Will head to the pool earlier, so I was alone in the house. Enough time for a quick jerk session, I figured. I pulled my briefs down and took a seat.

I continued to scroll slowly through the photos. The model, although with some muscle definition, seemed svelte, probably younger. And his dick looked gorgeous! My mouth opened subconsciously as I imagined his perfect dick in it and stroked my dick, now as hard as the guy on screen.

Eric had a good taste in men to jerk off to, I thought. I scrolled through a couple more photos when my heart stopped! I lost control of my breathing, like someone had punched me in the gut.

The naked guy on screen WAS Eric. His face was in the next photo, and the ones after that. He was smiling in some, pouting and trying to look sexy in others. I stopped stroking and used both hands to lean against the desk.

This was ERIC'S blog, he uploaded photos of himself. My fingers kept scrolling without me controlling them. There were videos as well. I didn't watch any of them start-to-finish, but I caught glimpses. Vids of Eric jerking off. Some of him being fucked, by a guy who looked like Will. Will's face was blurred out but Eric showed his off, proudly looking in the camera while moaning and taking Will's dick.

I switched tabs just to get away from the blog. I shouldn't be doing this. I took a few seconds to catch my breath, when I realized my dick was still rock hard, even though I wasn't touching it. I got ready to leave when I noticed what was on the other tab.

"Have you ever caught your dad jerking off"? What the hell was this? I scrolled through the thread, worried there might be a post by Eric talking about us. I read through the replies and there didn't seem to be anyone that sounded like Eric. Some of the posts seemed twisted, but some of them were hot to read! I felt my pulse in my penis. It was gushing precum, dribbling down on Eric's chair.

What the fuck was my boy doing online? I thought I knew him! All his life, I'd tried to let him know I'm a friend, that he can come to me with anything. This seemed like a whole new side of him.

I had to browse through his history, to make sure he wasn't posting anything too foolish. I was shocked by the searches. "Father son kissing," "father son naked together," "father son naked together gay"... I pulled up my briefs and left the room, almost panicked.

I wasn't even aware of where I was going, but my feet led me to the yard. I needed some fresh air, and some time to think.

"Hey!" Will waved at me from the pool. Fuck, I forgot he was here.

I waved back. I looked down and realized my dick was still hard, my tiny briefs barely concealing half of it. There was a large precum stain on them.

"Will, can I ask you to go get me something?" I asked, partly because I needed it but partly because I wanted to be left alone.

"Sure," he said, coming out of the pool. "What do you need?"

"Can you please get me something to smoke? And roll it up for me and everything?"

"Umm, sure," he said, confused. "You okay?"

"Yeah, I just feel like having some."

"Okay," he said, still sounding confounded, and waked inside slowly. By the time he was back a few minutes later, my dick was mostly lara escort soft again.

"There you go," he offered me a blunt and a lighter. "And David... not to intrude, but if there's anything you wanna talk about, feel free to let me know."

"Thank you," I said, taking the blunt. I wasn't sure if I looked stressed to him, or he was just weirded out by me asking him for weed.

"Aight, I'll leave you to it," he said and went back inside.

I smoked in silence, standing, for a couple of minutes.

I don't know why this hit me so hard, honestly. I wasn't someone who gets shocked easily, far from it. In retrospect, Eric wasn't doing anything too crazy by posting those photos. I myself spent hours every week jerking off to photos and videos just like that that other guys put online.

I was very sexually deviant at his age, but one thing I never got to do was post myself on the Internet. I had fucked and been fucked in public restrooms, dance floors of night clubs, alleyways... so I wasn't worried about being seen. But the Internet was something else. His face and his name were on there now, forever, even if he tried to delete it, he'll never know who might've downloaded it already. He was only 21, was he really thinking about his future and what might come back to bite him in the ass?

I took another deep puff.

And then there were those "father son" searches. What the fuck was going on in my boy's head? No one understood daddy issues better than I did. For the first few years of having sex with men, I was fucked exclusively by older men, calling most of them Daddy. (I still called Sven that to this day, occasionally.) But I explained that to myself easily: my own dad had turned his back on me, so I tried to make up for it with other men. Eric was smothered by not one but TWO dads, his interest in it didn't make much sense to me.

Was I just upset by all this because I was more conservative and less openminded than I thought I was? You live long enough and you turn into your parents, was that true for me too?

Another puff, and a long exhale.

Truth of the matter is, this is what it was like living with my son as an adult. He was 17 when he left for college, legally still a child. Now he was back, and he had grown in those 4 years. Just yesterday, he had come back home with cum on his face. He didn't realize, but I knew what it was. He'd probably sucked his boyfriend off, either in the car or at the mall, maybe. He was his fathers' son.

But then this morning he jumped in bed with us and he felt like a little boy again. I missed cuddling with him all these years. As he stroked my chest, could he tell I had jizz all over it from the night before? Fuck, why wasn't Sven here, he could fuck all these thoughts right out of me.

And we were all about to take a trip together. Sharing hotel rooms and B