Subject: You Oughta be in Pictures You Oughta Be in Pictures PLEASE remember: Nifty Archives needs your support through generous financial donations. This is the only way they can continue to provide these wonderful stories. We need this forum to share erotica and fun, so keep Nifty going! fty/donate.html ============================ This story is fiction, but some may take offense. If male-on-male sex offends you, don’t read. If bareback sex offends you, don’t read. Generally, if you get offended easily by frank discussions about hot, anonymous, meaningless, raunchy sex – DO NOT READ. Keep in mind, this is an imaginary world without HIV/AIDS. However, if you read the story, let us know what you think. Enjoy! Papa. ============================ You Oughta Be in Pictures My name is Timothy, but everybody calls me Timmy, you can too. A nice lady asked if I’d be willing to tell you about my story, and I said I would. So, here goes. I’ve always admired my dad. He’s a hard worker and we have everything we need at home, in fact, we probably have way more than we need. Daddy and I get along great, we play a lot together, and we just like to hang out. Daddy’s not a big tough guy, he’s kind of average looking, but he’s my Daddy. He’s a little short, 5′-6″, and he weighs around 180 pounds. He’s just a little overweight, but I think he looks great. I just love my Daddy. I’m really not sure how all this got started. Maybe when I was 9 or 10 was when I first started to notice that my dad was attractive to me and I enjoyed touching his bare skin. I remember being able to sit close to Daddy whenever we’re together. He lets me lean next to him on the couch when we watch TV. He wears a big bathrobe in the evening, and I snuggle up and reach my hand inside to rub his chest. I’ve even let my hand slip lower to touch his pubic hair and penis. His skin is smooth, he has a little hair around his nipples, in his pits and around his penis. His penis is 6.5″ long and it gets stiff whenever I touch it. He doesn’t wear anything under his robe and he’s never stopped me from touching him. It just feels nice to be so close to my Daddy. Sometimes, Daddy rubs my shoulders and chest too, it feels so good. Whenever we are out walking together he holds my hand. We go out quite a bit when he takes me on fun adventures. Daddy and I shower together every evening before bedtime. That’s one of my favorite times with Daddy. He has a big, roomy shower with lots of outlets and a hand-held wand. As long as I can remember, Daddy has taken me into his shower almost every night to shower and get ready for bed. He lets me wash his body and I get to touch him all over, especially his penis. I love the way it feels in my hand and I like to compare it to mine. At 9, my little weiner was so tiny and he looked so big. As I got older, my penis got a little bigger, and by 12 it weighed around 90 pounds and my pecker was 4″ long. I had little hairs sprouting from my scrotum and the base of my penis. I had a peach-fuzz moustache by then too. I felt like I was becoming a man almost and Daddy really seemed to like the way I looked. When he washed me in the shower, he liked to rub me all over and he told me that I needed to be careful to get everything very clean. He spent a lot of time washing my penis and scrotum. He rubbed lots of soap on it and he stroked it until it got stiff. He always told me that it will keep growing and that I will get lots of pleasure out of it someday. He said that boys get body odor as they get older and that I needed to be really clean, so he spent a lot of time cleaning my butt crack and my crotch. After our shower, Daddy takes me to my bedroom and tucks me in. He always hugs me tight and kisses me on my mouth. I can’t remember a time when this wasn’t our normal routine. As I got a little older, I started to notice that my penis got stiff when he rubbed me in bed; it felt really good, but I didn’t know what it meant. It seemed to please Daddy because his penis got stiff too. Anyway, let’s move ahead to when I was 12 and what happened when Daddy and I went on a camping trip together without Mom. Usually when we went anywhere, Mom always went with us, this time was different, she stayed at home. So, Daddy and I packed up what we needed and we headed to a great place we’ve camped at before. There’s a quiet, secluded place to set up our tent, and it’s just a short hike to the beach. We got there on Friday evening and set up camp. We’re both too tired to fix supper, so Daddy decides to take us into town to the local diner. We sit in a booth and the waitress takes our order. While we wait, Daddy and I talk about our weekend and what we are going to do. There’s a young man sitting at the lunch counter and he keeps looking at us. Daddy has his back to the guy, so he can’t see him. The guy keeps looking at us and he smiles at me several times. I finally tell Daddy about him and he turns to check the guy out. He gets up from his stool and walks to our booth. “Hello, I don’t mean to be rude in staring at you boys.” Daddy smiled when the man called us boys. “I’m a nature photographer and I came out here this weekend to take pictures around this area. I noticed you two boys and was wondering if you are camping in the area this weekend. If you are, I would be interested in including you in my pictures. It’s like showing the land in use by two guys out camping, it helps the pictures tell a better story.” Daddy looked at me and shrugged. “I guess that’s OK,” he said. “We’re camped quite aways in the woods, off the beaten path. You’re welcome to take some pictures I guess, it’s a free country.” “Wow, man, thanks! Would you mind if I pitched my tent near yours so we can start in the morning?” “That’s fine by me,” Daddy replied. “When we’re ready, you can follow us back. Hey, why don’t you sit down and have supper with us. We can get to know each other better.” The young man said his name was Brandon. He said he was a professional freelance photographer. He travels around taking lots of pictures and then he sells them to whoever wants them. Brandon looked to be around 30. He was kinda good looking too. Daddy introduced us. Of course, you know my name is Timmy, Daddy tells Brandon that I’m 12 and he is 30; Daddy’s given name is Dale. We get our food and we visit while we eat. Daddy and Brandon do most of the talking. I just answer questions when I’m asked directly. I’m mainly interested in filling my tummy. When we’re finished, Brandon picks up the check for both our meals and pays the waitress. Daddy protested, but Brandon insisted since we were going to help him out. Brandon drove his Jeep and followed us to the place where we park before hiking the trail to our campsite. Brandon unloads kocaeli escort his gear and sets up his own tent. Brandon’s camera gear fits in one large case on wheels and his other belongings are in his backpack. He’s really busy getting his stuff set up and Daddy and I finish getting our tent ready for sleeping. Daddy and I also set up a campfire ring and go out to gather wood. What we don’t know until later is that Brandon has been busy while we were gone, setting up cameras that we can’t see, hidden in the trees around our camp. By the time we get back the sun is almost gone, but it’s hot and humid. Brandon has stripped off his shirt and is just wearing some tight gym shorts. I notice that his shorts are bulging quite a bit and I have to wonder how big he is under there. I also notice that Brandon is very hairy, unlike my Daddy and I. Brandon has thick hair covering his chest and stomach, he has hairy arms and legs too. Brandon is in better physical condition than Daddy too. Even though they are the same age, Brandon and Daddy are very different from each other. I realize that my little weiner is getting stiff just looking at Brandon’s hairy body. Daddy and I drop the wood we’ve collected and Daddy strips off his shirt too. So, I do the same thing. I think it’s cool that us three “men” are all half naked together in the woods, it makes me feel more grown up. When I get my shirt off, Brandon says, “Well, look at you, Timmy, you’re almost a man. I can see that hair in your pits and your little moustache. I’ll bet you have a little hair in other places too, don’t you? That’s part of growing up. Maybe someday you’ll look more like me.” I blushed and my cheeks get hot. Daddy laughed and said that hairy bodies were not part of our gene pool. We get the fire going and pull up some large fallen logs to sit on. Daddy brought marshmallows to roast and I got us three long sticks. When we all sat down around the fire, Brandon said, “Hey fellas, do you mind if I get naked? It’s so hot out, but I want to roast marshmallows and I can’t stand this heat. It’s just us boys out here and nobody will see me.” Daddy hesitated at first, but then he said, “Sure,” and he dropped his shorts to reveal his 6.5″ cock hanging down over his large balls. I envied that package because mine is so small, but Daddy always told me to be proud of what I had. So, I dropped my shorts in the tent and strutted around camp stark naked. I had never been naked outside before and it was so freeing. I loved feeling the breeze caress my skin. My little 4″ penis immediately got stiff. Brandon said, “I knew there was some hair down there, little buddy. Not much, but it’ll grow.” It all seemed like normal “man talk” like you’d hear in any locker room. Daddy stared at Brandon’s naked body and smiled, then we all sat down and ate our snacks. I was getting sleepy and I moved over next to Daddy and snuggled under his arm. He wrapped his arm around me with his hand resting on my naked butt. I rubbed his chest and dozed off to sleep. I don’t know how long I slept. When I woke up it was pitch black and still very warm outside. Brandon and Daddy were talking softly and they each had a beer to drink. When I woke up, Brandon said, “This is perfect. Let me get my camera and capture this fireside moment.” Brandon jumped up and got his camera out of his tent. He told Daddy and I how to sit so that the camera couldn’t see our dicks. Daddy sat on the log and I sat on the ground in between his legs. I leaned my head back against his penis to hide it and I kept my legs crossed to hide mine. I could feel Daddy’s penis against my neck as it got hard and a little longer. Brandon shot several pictures of us in the glow of the fire. He told us how to pose and move and he eventually had a bunch of pictures. When he showed them to us, I saw that you could see my penis and Daddy’s too in some of the pictures. Daddy asked about those and Brandon said he’d delete the ones that showed too much. After that, I went to the tent to crash for the night. As I was falling asleep, I heard Daddy and Brandon talking and laughing. I looked out and I thought I saw Brandon lean over and kiss Dadd. Then Daddy rubbed Brandon’s hairy chest. I knew it had to be a dream, so I rolled over. The next morning, Brandon was the first one up and out of his tent. He remained shirtless and he wore tight camo shorts and hiking boots. He had the fire going and was looking for stuff to start breakfast. Daddy got up and he went out to help. He walked out of the tent nude and walked into the trees to pee. I followed him and stood next to him. I had to pee really bad and it took a while to empty myself. I watched Daddy’s pee flow out of his penis and I saw that he was watching me. The thing is that we had been naked together for so many years that this wasn’t awkward at all. I thought I heard a rustling in the trees nearby, but it stopped and I didn’t hear it again. I didn’t know that Brandon had snuck around the side of us and taken telephoto pictures of Daddy and me naked in the woods, peeing. Odd. We went back to camp just as Brandon stepped out of the trees himself. I figured he had to pee also. Daddy grabbed the utensils and food for breakfast and left them near the fire while he and I went inside and pulled on our shorts. As always, my favorite shorts are denim cut-offs that I cut myself. They’re a little too short, but I love the way they fit. Besides, now that I’m 12, my body is filling out a little bit and I’m starting to think about how I look. Daddy wears cut-off sweatpants for shorts around the house and that’s what he brought camping. They hang loose on him and when he sits down, I can see up the legs to his boxers. Only this morning, he’s not wearing any boxers and I get a glimpse of his hairy scrotum hanging loose. “Daddy, how come you’re not wearing any boxers?” “Oh, son, I’m just trying something different. It’s called going commando.” Brandon said, “I’ve gone commando since I was 12. It let’s my cock swing free and it feels really good. At least my 8 inch cock likes it.” Daddy started to blush and he asked Brandon to be a little more careful about his language. Branson apologized. He said since it was just us boys, it would be OK. I told Daddy that I agreed with Brandon. I wanted to hear more man talk. I also started to think about how Brandon’s big cock might look stiff. I went into our tent and took off my shorts and underwear, then I put my shorts on and went commando like the other men. After breakfast, Daddy and I wanted to go on a hike in the woods. Brandon asked if he could tag along and take some pictures of the scenery. So, we cleaned up the camp and set off on our hike. Brandon followed behind us and I heard his darıca escort camera clicking a lot. We hiked for about an hour and came to a clearing with a huge boulder in the middle of it. We decided to rest here. We all dropped our day packs and pulled out a bottle of water. Daddy and I sat on the boulder while Brandon continued to snap pictures. He moved around the clearing, finally aiming his camera at Daddy and I sitting on the boulder. He squatted down in front of us and snapped a couple pictures. He told Daddy to spread his legs a little and told me to lay my head in his lap. He got real close for a couple pics. He reached over and adjusted Daddy’s shorts to widen the gap in his loose shorts and shot another closeup. He placed my hand on top of Daddy’s crotch and took more pics. Then he said, “You know what guys, this would be a great shot if you both were naked. Daddy seemed a little shocked at the idea. “Really, it’s OK. It will give the pictures that au natural look,” Brandon said. “Two boys naked in the woods is a great story.” So, Daddy and I took off our shorts and sat on the rock naked. Brandon shot pics and posed us in different ways on the rock. He had me touching Daddy’s penis and Daddy touching mine. He told us to hug and then he told Daddy to kiss me on the mouth. We’d done it before, so I was OK with it. Daddy pressed his lips to mine, only he pushed his tongue in between my lips and stuck it inside my mouth, touching my tongue. It felt weird, but good. Brandon kept telling us how to sit and stand and we did it all as he took our pictures. I noticed that Daddy and I both had stiff dicks and Brandon’s shorts had a big bulge too. Brandon set his camera down and said, “You boys look so comfortable, I think I’ll get naked too. Nobody’s here to see us, let’s finish our hike in the buff.” When Brandon dropped his shorts, his dick was partially hard. I’d never seen a man’s dick that big before and I really wanted to touch it, but I didn’t. We all stuffed our shorts into our day packs and continued to hike while Brandon took more pictures of the scenery. After a couple hours we hiked back to camp and ate some lunch and rested. After a bit I said I wanted to go swimming at the beach. Daddy said that would be great. Brandon said he forgot to bring trunks so he’d just take more pictures while we swam. So we all walked down to the beach. It was busy. On a Saturday afternoon in this heat, I expected to see a lot of folks. So, Daddy and I ran into the surf and we splashed and played in the water. We wrestled in the sand and our bodies were covered in water, sand, and sweat. All the while, Brandon kept shooting pictures. When we were done, Daddy and I ran to the outdoor shower to wash the sand and salt off. When we got behind the wall, we both stripped our trunks off and showered thoroughly. Brandon peered around the wall to watch us and to take a few pics of us naked in the shower. I think that Daddy was getting upset at all the naked pictures Brandon was taking, but he didn’t say anything in front of me. Daddy and I ran back to camp, still naked, and slipped on our shorts. It was time to start thinking about supper. Daddy took Brandon aside and they talked quietly for a bit. When they were finished, both men were smiling. I figured things were good and we’d spend our last night having a good time sitting out under the stars. Once we were done eating, I was surprised by how our evening changed things forever. Daddy was sitting on a log sipping a beer. He had shed his shorts to sit naked in the heat. Brandon was also naked and drinking a beer. He asked, “Hey, Dale, is it OK if the boy has a beer too?” “Sure, why not? His mom’s not here to object. Go ahead, son, get a beer for yourself.” The first sip was nasty and I gagged a little. Daddy and Brandon laughed and told me to try again. The more I drank the better it tasted. I finished one and then another and then I started my third beer. At 12, I had absolutely no experience with alcohol. I just know that my head was spinning a little and I felt giddy and uninhibited. The three of us sitting there nude and drinking just seemed so natural and grown up. Then, Brandon moved over and sat behind me. He put his hands on my shoulders and slid them down my chest where he began to rub my nipples. It felt great and I giggled a little. Branson rubbed my chest and my abdomen up and down and I leaned back into his hairy chest. He moved his hand down and rubbed my penis and it got stiff. Daddy just sat there and watched. Brandon kept rubbing me and I started to feel dizzy. The next thing I knew, Daddy was kneeling in front of me, moving his face closer to me until he put his mouth on my penis and sucked it into his mouth. I shuddered and cried out, but Brandon rubbed me and told me to just enjoy it. So I let the beer take control and I sat there while Daddy sucked on my weiner. It got hard and warm and I had never felt anything like it. Soon, Daddy told me to get in the tent and lay on my back. “Sure,” I said. At this point I felt too good to say no to anything. Brandon brought his penis up to my mouth and told me to open up. I did my best and he pushed his hard cock inside my mouth and pushed slowly until I couldn’t take anymore. Meanwhile, Daddy was at my other end, licking my ass crack…gross! Then I felt his tongue press into my little hole and push through the opening. I gasped and pushed back against his face. Before I knew it, Brandon’s hard cock was leaking juice into my mouth and Daddy had taken his wet finger and shoved it inside my ass. I was in heaven and I moaned and groaned loudly. I wasn’t ready for what came next, but I enjoyed the heck out of it. I felt something bigger than a finger at my ass hole. I could only guess that it was Daddy’s hard cock. I felt it press against my little butt hole and stretch my hole out. It hurt, but Daddy took his time and pushed a little in and then stopped before giving me more. Soon, I felt his hairy crotch rubbing against my butt and I knew that he had his whole cock inside me. I felt so full and so warm with these two men inside me. My mouth and my ass had big man cocks inside and I had a stiffy that hurt from being so hard. Brandon pulled his cock out of my mouth and jerked himself off, spraying warm, white cream all over my chest, my face, and my penis. Daddy howled and I felt him spray juice inside my ass. While he was shooting, he pumped into me really hard and he kept it up until he was finished pumping. Then, Daddy took my pecker between two fingers and he stroked me hard, up and down. I was squirming and panting and finally, some juice started to ooze out of my penis. It was the first time anything but pee had come out of there. gölcük escort It felt amazing! Brandon scraped his cum off my body and licked it off his fingers. Then he got more and fed it to me. It was salty and sweet and I wanted more. He fed me all there was and then I licked cum off my Daddy’s hard cock. We all lay in the tent to rest. As I looked up I saw something in our tent that wasn’t there earlier. It was a camera! There were three of them in different places inside our tent. I pointed them out to Daddy and he was a little pissed, I think. “What the fuck, Brandon! Why are there cameras in our tent? What the fuck is going on here?” Brandon stammered, “Uh, well, I uh…Here’s the thing. My nature photography barely pays the bills. But I also do porn films and they draw big money. One with a 12 year old having hot sex in the woods with his father will net me a small fortune. I had to take a chance.” “So, these are movie cameras?” Daddy asked. “Well, yeah. I got lots of still shots too, but the movies are the best. I have cameras hidden all over camp. I can put a movie together that shows you two kissing, fondling each other, and now fucking. You two laying naked by the campfire is nice. Our naked hike through the woods was super nice to film. I had a movie camera with me then. You have no idea how much of your anked skin I own right now. It’s going to be a gay porn mega hit!” “Whoa, man, you can’t keep all that footage. You certainly can’t distribute it. We’ll be ruined!” Daddy grabbed one of the cameras and threw it against a rock. It broke into several pieces. “Hey, no worries, Dale, everything I shoot is sent directly to my cloud account to prevent accidents like that from destroying my work. I’ve got everything I need to put this Daddy-Son movie together. It’ll be earning me money before the week is out.” Brandon got up and walked over to his tent. Daddy got up and followed him outside. “Wait just a minute, Brandon. You do not have our permission to make these pictures public. I demand you delete everything right now.” “Oh, Dale, what are you going to do about it?” Brandon retorted. “You can’t sue me or you’ll out yourself as a pedophile. You can’t force me because I’ll beat the shit out of you and leave you here in the woods to figure out how to get home. Face it, I’m an asshole and I have everything I need. Get over it. Oh and, by the way, my face will not appear anywhere in these pics. Just my gorgeous cock being eaten by your precious baby boy.” Brandon laughed and started to gather and pack his gear. Daddy ran over and tried to stop him, but Brandon did as he promised – he slugged Daddy in the mouth, sending him flat on the ground. Daddy got up and tried again, but Brandon was bigger and stronger. The two naked men fought in the dirt. They were sweating and shouting at each other. In the end, Daddy was lying naked in the dirt with a bloody nose and a cut over his eye, doubled over from the gut punches he’d endured. I ran to Daddy and hugged and kissed him. “You are not a good man, Brandon,” I shouted through my tears. “I thought you were a good guy having fun with us. Why would you do this? We didn’t do anything to you! I even sucked your dick!” “You little shit, you’re both too gullible. Why on earth would you think that a hot guy like me would be interested in having sex with you two losers? This is how I earn a living and I’m good at it. Give me your email address and I’ll send you a link where you can rent your first porn film.” I picked up a small rock and threw it in his direction. He laughed and loaded his pack and hauled his equipment back to his Jeep. We never saw him again. I helped Daddy get up and helped him over to sit on a log. I got the first aid kit and took care of his cuts and scrapes. Then I hugged him tight and cried into his shoulder. He started to rub my back to calm me and we were soon kissing each other. It felt so right to be kissing and hugging the most important man in my life. I had grown up today and had sexual experiences I never dreamed of before this. Daddy pulled me away from him and spoke gently to me. “Son, this weekend is not what I had planned and I’m so sorry that I let that asshole take advantage of us that way. However, I have to say that I enjoyed every minute of having sex with you, son.” “Daddy, I feel the same way. I’ve been looking at you and stroking your body since I was a little kid, but now I know why. I love you so much and I want our relationship to be full and physical. Daddy, please keep having sex with me. Please!” “Son, there’s nothing I want more than to have sex with you. Your mom wouldn’t understand so we have to keep it our little secret. But, I promise that you are my boy and we will be together as long as possible.” We kissed again and eventually moved back into our tent. One of Brandon’s camera’s was still in the tent, so I sat on the ground and turned it on. Daddy and I both jerked off and sprayed our sperm all over the lens. We screamed, “Fuck you!” into the microphone and then shattered the camera up against a rock. The file in his cloud account would show no faces, just our cocks and our sperm followed by our wish for Brandon. Daddy and I packed up our stuff and hiked out to our car. We headed for home and agreed that our camping trips would happen more frequently now. Daddy promised he would find ways to get us together in bed as often as possible. ======== I’m 15 now. It’s been 3 years since that trip with Daddy and Brandon. Daddy has kept his promise and we have sex a lot. I also came out to both parents that I am gay, and I have a great boyfriend from high school. I’m taller now, taller than my Dad. My cock has grown too, it’s bigger than Daddy’s! I even have lots of pubic hair, underarm hair, and there’s some fuzz on my chest too. Daddy went out on the internet and searched for any videos with us in them, but it was impossible. One day, though, a kid from the middle school stopped me in the high school parking lot one day. He said his name was Kenny and he recognized me from a video he saw on the internet. He wanted to know if the man who played my Daddy would be interested in him. He wrote down his name and email, and I took a pic of him on my phone. He even took me behind the building and took off his shirt for another picture. I told him I would tell my Dad and he would email him IF he was interested. I gave Daddy the information and I don’t know if he ever did anything about it. I’m not sure how Mom and Dad are getting along. It’s been a little strained from time to time, but they’re still together and Mom is smiling a lot. I guess Daddy is giving her the kind of sex she wants while still getting what he wants from me. My boyfriend is 16 so we have transportation and we go out a lot. I’ve actually taught him a few things that I’ve learned by having raunchy sex with my Daddy for 3 years. I love my dad and I always will. He helped me discover my identity. —- THE END —-