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I know I can’t keep my boys at home forever, but they've been my whole world for 18 years. Lane is the first to leave, and it’s not easy. I have to be careful, though. I took it well when he came out, mostly because it honestly doesn’t matter to me. But I want to tread lightly and not step on his dreams, even if I don’t understand them. I’m just glad he feels like he can be honest with me. First, he got into doing OnlyFans. I was kind of shocked when I found out what it was. I overheard him in his room talking on a live feed and asked what he was up to. He told me that lots of young gay guys are doing it. Then he told me how much money he was making, and I thought for half a second about trying it myself. Later, he got approached by Carnal+ about making a few movies. I really felt like it’s getting a little out of hand, but he says it’s really what he wants to do. He understands that it probably won't last forever. He’s promised to put money away and says as soon as has enough money he’s going to enroll in film school so he can work behind the camera. As long as he has a plan, that’s the important thing. Before this came along, he was kind of adrift in life. A week ago, he told me that he had been invited to move into the Carnal House. Apparently, he’s gotten into some kind of human dog role play. He’s joining a pack of “Pups.” I’ve given up trying to keep up with all of it. I insisted on helping him move in, though. I’m not letting my boy join some sort of weird sex cult. The place is nice, though. Better than just “nice,” to be honest. The guys there seemed friendly and normal enough. Lane has a nice sunny room to himself. Rocky, apparently one of the directors, stopped by and seemed like a nice enough guy. We were in Lane’s room alone. I finally broke down and told him that I wasn’t happy with him moving out. He pulled me down on the bed beside him. The next thing I know, he’s rubbing the front of my pants and pulling my zipper down, saying something about showing me what the guys taught him. I won't lie. I’ve looked at my boys horsing around the pool in the skimpy speedos they like. I try not to think things I shouldn’t but… I used to be Bi, before I met my wife. Truth is, I fucked more guys than girls. But then I fell in love, and I had always wanted kids, preferably sons. I never regretted that choice, even when things went badly, and she left me and the boys. I just never had much inclination for dating after that, and I wasn’t bringing anybody home. When my sexy boy started taking my pants off, I was hard in seconds. I couldn’t help it. Dicks don’t lie. I couldn’t act like I didn’t want to know what his warm wet mouth would feel like sucking my cock. Then Rocky came back into the room. He wasn’t at all shocked. He just pulled Lane's pants down and buried his face in my son’s ass. I do know my way around in the world. I know what “rimming” is, I just never actually saw someone do it. I almost told him to stop. Lane is my son. This guy could have at least asked permission. Lane clearly loved it, though. I got the feeling this wasn’t the first time they had fucked. It wasn’t up to me to make the rules. I was the visitor here, and I wanted to be able to come back and see my boy. Lane was still sucking my cock, loving everything happening. Then Rocky stood up and stripped. He has the biggest dick I’ve ever seen. It must be at least nine inches long, thick, uncut. Impressive is an understatement. And he was about to shove that monster into my son’s hole. It went in, though. Not without some effort, but he was balls deep and started to fuck. He locked eyes with me with an almost belligerent smirk like, “Yeah, dude. I’m plowing your son’s ass, and he loves every inch of my fuck stick in his guts.” I don’t know. I was almost hypnotized. Suddenly, this was the hottest, raunchiest thing I had ever done. We turned Lane over. His head was in my lap, but he kept craning his neck to keep sucking me. I grabbed my son’s ankles and pulled his legs back to let that beast of a man use him. When he came, his whole body shook, and he just kept forcing his dick deeper into my son’s guts, filling him up with his cum. It was so hot I almost came myself. I’m coming back to visit real soon, and next time Lane is going to find out what the dick that made him feels like, plowing his hole. If Rocky wants some sloppy seconds, though, I won't mind helping him get it.

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