Dex has gotten it into his head to become the houseboy at Carnal House, Legrand Wolf’s huge mansion and porn studio. When he first mentioned it, my mind screamed “Absolutely Not!” I have to remind myself that Dex is not my little boy anymore. He’s old enough to make his own decisions. It’s not a very wise thing for a father to ask his son to make a choice between his dad and living his own life. Independent young man or not, he’s still my son and I feel responsible for looking out for him. I took a deep breath, kept my knee-jerk reaction to myself and agreed to go visit. It was a very nice place. Legrand was welcoming and everyone seemed happy and friendly. I met some of the other fathers, and they seemed like good men. Generally, I find that you can trace a delinquent young man back to the parents who raised him, and Dex’s new friends all seemed like very nice young men. At any rate, I see Legrand keeping a tight leash on the boys. I even found myself getting into group scenes with a couple of dads. I was surprised how many were coming in and out, but they all seem to enjoy sharing their boys. I really never imagined that. The truth is that my relationship to Dex is a special thing, and I realized I have not let myself go very far beyond that to look at other young men that way. Suddenly, having that opportunity in front of me opened my eyes and I liked what I saw.Of course, given the venue, all the young men were hot. Given that genetics will out, the dads were not bad looking, either. I would never have thought that it would turn me on watching another man fuck Dex. I guess I pushed any thoughts in that direction out of my mind before they were conscious. I still don’t understand what it is about it that gets to me, except part of it might just be having that perspective to be watching at arms length and really seeing how much my boy loves having a man’s cock plowing his hole. He really is such a sexy, eager bottom. It’s no wonder I couldn’t resist him.So, Dex will be leaving soon. I know I can go visit anytime, and he can come here, too, but that’s not the same as having him here all the time. He’s here today, though. My sweet sexy boy, in my bed. Can I smell him? Or is it just my mind filling in the blanks, knowing too well what I will find when my nose is pressed into his pits, or the cleft of his round firm ass? Just lying here next to him makes my cock throb and my balls ache.As much fun as sharing him was, the truth is that I want him for myself. My boy. My hole. I kiss him, deep and slow. Undressing him like I’m unwrapping the best gift I’ve ever been given in my life. Because he is. Caressing him, making him whimper, feeling the bulge in his briefs swell with desire for me. Knowing that I can make him yell “daddy!” and beg me to breed him. I fucked him into his mother. I raised him and molded him into the amazing sexy young man he is. I took his cherry and gave him his first load. Wherever he goes, whoever he gives himself to, he will always be mine. And I will never let him forget it.