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Hugh G. Cox
Age: 36
Height: 6’3”
Weight: 240 lbs
Body Type: Thick, beefy, hairy
Cock: 10.5 inches, uncut
Occupation: Bisexual Porn Star
Henry “Teeny” Cox
Age: 5
Height: 3’3”
Weight: 40 lbs
Body Type: Slightly chubby
Cocklet Size: 2 inches, uncut
Occupation: Kindergartener
As one of the biggest actors in the adult entertainment industry, I’ve always been very open about sex and natural bodies. I was raised that way by my uber liberal parents and now that’s how I raise my beautiful baby boy, Henry. He’s my absolute pride and joy. He’s also always been much smaller than average so I affectionately refer to him as “Teeny”. I would do anything for him. So when he got old enough (three years old apparently) to be curious about my job, I obviously told him everything, even giving him a demonstration of my work on OnlyFans.
I set up my phone on a tripod and had Teeny sit behind the camera so he could get the best view of the action. I didn’t do anything special or extravagant, just a regular masturbation video. I stripped out of my clothes so that I was completely naked, already chubbing up from the special attention my son was giving my nether regions. He’d seen me nude plenty of times but he had never seen me erect before.
I don’t know if it was because I had an audience or because it was specifically my son watching me but I got really into it. It was more than just me jerking my swollen cock to the camera, I was pinching and rubbing my nipples, massaging my solid pecs, and moaning like a bitch in heat. I also got very verbal, growling a litany of expletives that made Teeny giggle like the cherub he is.
But I could tell the experience was more than just funny for my son. Teeny became absolutely and utterly enamored. Not just by my profession but by my body specifically. I knew from the way his eyes would wander from my bearded face to my hairy chest to my six-pack abs to my tree-trunk thighs to of course, my big swinging cock and balls.
I showed him some studio-produced porn too so he could witness me at my best. Fucking twinks, hunks, and bears. Some women too, though it was blatantly obvious that he wasn’t as interested in those. Maybe he was only interested in dicks. He was briefly curious about the videos I shot with his whore of a mother but that was extremely short-lived.
Ever since then, Teeny has become a bit of a porn addict. He also keeps telling me that he wants to be like me. Not when he grows up either. Right now. Like I said, I would do anything for him so I intend on making his dream come true.
Now obviously, no reputable porn studio is going to debut a toddler as a star though I have no doubt that he would be unimaginably popular. With his adorably pudgy face, his soft tender tummy, his golden blond hair, his perfectly pink untouched hole, and his gorgeous fuckable lips. Honestly, I’m surprised he hasn’t already been molested by a stranger. Or myself! He’s turned into temptation incarnate since I started seeing him as a sexual being.
Anyway, to make my son’s dream come true, I am going to launch my own underground dark web studio just for him. Before that can happen though, I need to make sure he’s ready for the big leagues.
I started by taking a plethora of photographs of Teeny in various states of undress and in sexy revealing costumes. Next, I’ve been training him to take and suck dick. I bought some beginner dildos and plugs for him to practice on. After all, my cock is just a tad too big for him. I’m very excited for when he is ready for me but he’s still a virgin. I have been letting him lick my shaft like a lollipop whenever he wants though just so he can get the feel of a real dick on his tongue. And it is heavenly. If you’ve never seen a small child’s face beside a fully grown adult cock, you are missing out on the most obscene and divine sight in the universe. Even more so when the cock is bigger than the size of the kid’s arm.
Now it’s finally time for Teeny to make his first porn video. There doesn’t need to be any acting on his part, he can just be himself. I situate him on the edge of his mattress with his cartoon bedspread, point a phone in his direction, and get ready for the interview. There’s no camera operator because I can’t trust just anyone to do that job so this is going to be a POV video. As the director and his co-star, I have to make sure everything goes well.
I clear my throat. “Hello, sweetie. You’re looking adorable today.”
My son giggles bashfully. He’s wearing a customized crop top that reads SLUT and the tiniest pair of denim shorts I could find. “Thank you, Daddy.”
I can’t help letting my gaze travel down my son’s supple body, taking in every bit of exposed pale skin. Such a contrast with my own tanned muscled body. I lick my lips and discreetly paw at my clothed crotch as I continue, “Can you tell the camera in a loud and clear voice: your name, your age, and what we’re about to do?”
“My name is Teeny Dixon,” he declares without hesitation, using the pseudonym I gave him so that he wouldn’t be easily found if anyone searched him up online. “I’m five years old and today, me and Daddy are going to make love!”
“That’s right! Such a smart boy.”
We talk some more, getting as much footage as we can. We discuss his interests, the things that he’s excited to experience for the very first time. There’s not many kinks or fetishes that give him trepidation except for maybe the most extreme ones. Some of his responses even surprise me. Apparently, getting spanked gets him aroused. I guess I wouldn’t know since I’ve never raised my hand against my own child before. But if that’s what he really wants, I suppose I can indulge him every once in a while.
My throat has become parched just imagining the different positions I could have Teeny in when I take his virginity. Not to mention, hearing a five year old eagerly talk about chugging piss and deepthroating cock is enough to make any man yearn for the most depraved acts, I’m sure. I grab my bottle of water from under my stool and take a quick swig. “So, are you ready to get started?”
“Yes, Daddy!”
“Okay. You can go ahead and take off your clothes then.”
Teeny practically leaps up and I have to adjust the camera to accommodate his new height. He throws off his shirt, revealing his beautiful boyish torso. Completely smooth, perky nipples, and just slightly chubby with his baby fat. My breath hitches and my eyes glaze over as I drink in his milky white skin.
Next goes the shorts. As soon as they’re tossed aside, my gaze is immediately drawn to my son’s groin. We haven’t even done anything but he’s already hard as a little nail. I guess just talking about sex has that effect on everyone, not just hormonal teens and dirty old men like me.
“Turn around,” I say, breathless.
Teeny does as he’s told, showing off his petit bubble butt to the camera. “Like this?”
“Bend over and show your hole to Daddy.”
More than just to Daddy. To an entire planet of pervs and pedos out there.
Once again, Teeny complies to my command. He places his little palms on each buttcheek and pulls them apart. I let out a guttural moan at the sight of his pretty pink pussy, touched only by silicon toys so far. But soon to be penetrated by his own biological father’s monster cock. The place where he came from. God, that has me dribbling pre like crazy. I know because the fabric of the front of my pants have become very damp at this point.
I reach forward—the first part of me to come into the camera view. My thick veiny hand brushes across Teeny’s ass and he shudders at my touch. He’s getting so impatient, I can tell. Especially when my thumb glides over his winking entrance. By now, my son has been trained so well that he sighs and whimpers at that brief moment of contact.
“God, you’re so beautiful,” I say.
“Daddy…”
“Turn back around and kiss me. Kiss your Daddy.”
I angle the phone so that it captures our heads. Obviously I need to stay anonymous in this video though I’m sure there’ll be plenty of people that figure it out. Still, just censoring the notable and recognizable features of my face with a mosaic blur should suffice at concealing my identity. Hopefully, anyone deliberately seeking out these videos won’t snitch on me.
I cup my baby’s face as he leans in to press his lips against mine. My arm wraps around his thin waist and I can’t resist groping his plump little butt. We kiss feverishly, like we’re trying to swallow one another. His mouth is much smaller than mine though so he struggles to actually accomplish that. He doesn’t seem to mind though. Rather, he focuses more on making our tongues clash. His saliva tastes so sweet and delicious, I can’t get enough. But no one wants to just watch people making out. Even if it is between a father and his underaged son.
I place my hand on the top of my son’s head and push him down. Not to my cock just yet. Some foreplay makes for a better video since it gives off the illusion of chemistry. There are plenty of sparks between us though. I don’t think it’s possible for two people to want each other more. I am desperate for my son’s carnal love.
As Teeny’s lips travel down my solid pectorals, he leaves behind a trail of wet kisses in his wake. He lingers on my nipple, suckling on it like it’s his mommy’s breast. I huff and moan as he sinks his teeth into my skin, tongue going wild. Then he drops to his knees and his mouth goes with it, smooching each of my abs as he does. Finally— finally , his mouth reaches my twitching, leaking cock. His tongue pokes and prods under the hood of my foreskin, sending excited shivers up my spine.
“Are you ready to suck your first dick?” I ask.
Teeny’s unable to close his jaw as he nods like a bobblehead. “Yes, yes, yes, Daddy!”
“Go ahead, baby. Suck it.”
I can feel Teeny’s hot breath on my pubic hairs. The veins on my shaft pulsate as the warmth from his body gets nearer. It could just be my imagination but I think with every exhalation, my boner gets longer and stiffer. And then, the moment I’ve been waiting for, my son’s lips wrap around the raging head of my dick. The suction is so tight, so hot. A jolt of bliss courses through me, making my shoulders convulse. I let out a low and deep moan and lightly dig my fingers into Teeny’s little scalp.
“Fuck,” I groan. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, that’s incredible, Teeny. You’re incredible, baby boy.”
Since my kindergartener son’s mouth is full of adult cock, he can’t respond verbally. Instead, he shows me his appreciation for my praise by taking me deeper. I throw my head back in ecstasy as he swallows inch after inch of me. God, this is better than I could have ever imagined. Especially when I feel myself hitting the back of his throat.
“Damn,” I say. “Not even a third of my dick is inside and I’ve already bottomed out. Look at that.” The vivid commentary is more for the hypothetical audience that will see this soon rather than for me or him. “Do you think you could take more of me, honey? Or do you want to take a break?”
Teeny pulls back and I have to resist cumming from the friction of him moving off my dick. He sniffles, snot leaking from his nostrils which he wipes away with his arm. Fucking hell, that’s so hot. “I can take way more, Daddy!” That’s even hotter.
“Get back on that daddy dick then.”
Teeny nods enthusiastically and wraps his hands around my girth, his fingers barely able to get around my thickness. I bite my lower lip as I watch him return to servicing my cock with gusto. I push down on his head and gently thrust my hips forward, watching as I slide in and out of my son’s five-year-old lips.
“Oh fuck, oh yeah,” I moan. “That’s it, baby.”
As much as I want to make this experience enjoyable for Teeny, I find myself getting caught up in my own sexual satisfaction. I want to cum so badly but I also want this to last forever. Shiny kid spit coats my dick, whimpers and whines escape from his tiny mouth, and tears break out on the corners of his eyes. But he doesn’t ever try to stop me. He lets me use him as much as I want, turning him into my personal fleshlight. Slurping and gagging noises fill the room. Skinny arms wrap around my waist. Feather-soft hands grip my firm buttocks. And the entire time, I watch on the phone screen as my son’s face is battered repeatedly by my drenched sweaty pelvis.
“Oh god, I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum, baby!” I slam my hips forward, my pubes crashing into his nose. He scrunches up his face as he dutifully swallows every last drop of cum shooting down his throat. I’m trembling so much from the world-shaking orgasm that I almost dropped the camera. But I manage to keep it in my grasp, capturing the splooge spilling out from every crevice of my son’s face. Even his nostrils overflow with my white hot semen. “Holy shit. Oh my god. I’ve never cum so much before…”
Teeny yanks himself away from me, gasping for breath. For a moment, I think I should cut and make sure he’s okay but then I notice two significant things. One: his dicklet is still hard as a rock. Two: he has this dreamy faraway look on his face as his tongue darts out to gather as much of the missed cum on his face as possible.
“How do you feel, Teeny?” I ask.
“Sho goood, Daddeeee,” he slurs, like he’s drunk off my essence. He probably is from the way he looks. He then tumbles backward so that he’s lying on the bed. Lifting his legs up into the air, he spreads his cheeks again and his hole winks at me, beckoning me. “I wont tu mayk luv nyeow, Daddeeeee!”
“Yeah?”
“Yesh!”
“God, my kid is such a good little slut.”
I zoom in on my cock, still covered in a combination of mucus, saliva, and cum. I stroke it once, collecting as much slime as possible in my palm. This should adequately serve for lube. I lean down to kiss my son again, exchanging moans of pleasure with him while my hand goes under to explore his inner depths. A place I had almost never even touched except when giving him baths.
“Daddy!” Teeny squeals when my fingers enter him. The gloop is making some incredibly lewd sounds as I scissor my fingers inside of him, stretching him little by little. Even though he’s had a lot of practice with dildos, none of them come even close to the size he’s about to take. “Make love to me, Daddy, please!”
“I will baby,” I growl as I kiss his soft willowy neck. “I’m going to fuck you so damn good.”
I climb into bed with Teeny, pushing him into the middle of the duvet. I continue kissing him deeply and passionately, leaving dark hickeys all over his tiny innocent body. But only in places I know I can cover with his clothes.
Teeny spreads his legs even wider, giving me easier access to his insides. I keep fingering him until I’ve gotten three of them inside. He moans desperately for me to put my dick inside already but to be honest, the fear of hurting him almost outweighs my search for gratification. Almost. I want to fuck him bad too.
I grab the base of my dick and guide the tip to Teeny’s entrance, and I say, “Are you ready?”
“Yes, Daddy! Please fuck me, Daddy!”
My heart is racing out of my ribcage and I’m sure Teeny’s is too. But this is the moment we have both been waiting for for two whole years. Slowly, ever so slowly, I push my hips forward and my head goes in with a POP ! It’s almost too easy. Guess those toys and my fingers have really loosened him up.
I move forward just a tiny bit and I immediately have to stop. I came only a second ago and here I am, about to burst again. It feels so fucking good. So fucking tight. So fucking hot. My son’s guts wrap around the bulbous tip of my penis like an incubus trying to suck my balls dry.
That’s when I remember the camera. I angle it so that it captures my son in all his glory. His smooth chest rising and falling with every heavy breath. His legs wrap around my waist and his hands claw at the blanket, both trying to give him some sense of stability as he gets accustomed to my size. I know many twinks that would complain about pain when I first enter them but here is my five year old kid taking it like a champ.
“I’m about to go deeper, Teeny,” I say.
“O…Okay…”
“Such a good boy. Such a good, beautiful boy.”
With the last syllable, I thrust forward. He gasps in shock and that encourages me to go further. I thrust again, pitching my hips deeper into Teeny’s anus. I feel his walls stretching to accomodate me. Sweat drips from my chin and onto his stomach. He arches his back and his mouth falls open in a perpetual expression of pure unadulterated joy. I go deeper and he somehow looks even more blissed out than before.
Before Teeny was born, I never would’ve imagined fucking anyone this young let alone my only son. I never would’ve thought that it would be enjoyable for the other party. I believed all that nonsense that children were incapable of having sex. But this, the look on my son’s face, the look of absolute love he’s giving me, it’s proof that this is everything he could ever want.
“I love you, Teeny,” I blurt out, my voice brimming with awe and affection.
A moment of clarity hits my son and he smiles broadly up at me. “I love you too, Daddy.”
With that, I begin moving back and forth. I slide my cock all the way to the base and then pull out until just the tip is inside. I repeat this rhythmic motion, fucking my son with the full intent of making him fall in love with me. I want his insides to remember every vein of my cock. I want his head to be filled with visions of my naked body. I want him addicted, obsessed, unable to go on without me. Maybe that’s selfish. Maybe that’s toxic. I’ve never been a very good lover. But somehow, I feel like Teeny would prefer it that way.
Since this is a POV video, I try to keep the camera as stable as possible, making sure to keep Teeny in frame at all times. He’s the star, after all. But people won’t just click on a video to see a kid getting plowed off screen. They want close-ups of the grotesque gargantuan cock sliding in and out of tight pussy so I get shots of that as well. All the while, Teeny is calling out to me to go faster, harder, deeper.
With my free hand, I hold onto his waist and give him what he wants. This whole time, I’ve only been giving him half my length. I bottomed out fairly early and that’s been disappointing. But as every good gay well-endowed porn star knows, there’s a second hole to penetrate. So I pin down my helpless whimpering son and I slow my thrusts until I’ve once again made it as deep as I can go. And I break past that limit. I’m unsure of whether or not this will hurt Teeny but I’m already far past the point of no return. Might as well see just how far I can take things.
I feel intense resistance trying to keep me out. Teeny even squirms, trying to get away from me despite his incessant whining for more of me. I won't let him escape though. I grip his hip and pull him toward me. I push and push and push until finally, I feel myself squeezing into that second hole. And before long, I’m entering my boy’s guts deeper than ever before.
Teeny gasps the moment I shove every last inch inside him. His eyes go wide with shock and tears are now freefalling to the sheets. His tongue is sticking out obscenely and I can’t help but suck it into my own mouth. The moment our tongues touch, he seems to come to life again, releasing the longest, most erotic moan I’ve ever heard from any of my partners.
“D…Daddy!” he says between choked pants. “That feels…ohhhh! I’m…going to pee!”
I press my hand against his stomach, feeling it bulge because the cock that made him is inside of him. “Then pee, baby. Don’t worry, I got you. And I would never judge you. This is all natural, I promise.”
I don’t actually know if it’s natural. I’ve never been fucked at this age. But I imagine, since his marble-sized balls aren’t capable of producing cum yet, his little nail will just have to do the next best thing. And when I pull back to thrust back in, Teeny explodes. Well, squirts might be more accurate. Piss flows out from his tip and splashes all over his baby tummy. And it never seems to end. It’s now the newest hottest thing I’ve ever seen. Records are being broken in this bedroom, I’m sure.
Teeny is full-on bawling now. “I’m sorry, Daddy! I couldn’t hold it!”
I hush him gently. “It’s okay, baby. I told you, it’s natural. Do you want Daddy to stop?”
“No! Puh…Please don’t stop, Daddy!”
That’s exactly what I want to hear. So I get into the rhythm again. The same degenerate rhythm of fucking my son stupid. He’s shaking and crying out with each thrust but not once does he ask me to stop. He’s having the ride of his life. I know because he pushes back against me, as if trying to take more dick. And if that wasn’t enough evidence, his dicklet hasn’t softened even a little bit as I continue to defile him.
I’m close. So fucking close. But I’m a professional. I’ve been in the business for over a decade. I have something to prove and I still don’t think I’ve given Teeny the best experience that he could possibly have.
I piston my hips back and forth, fucking my son the only way I know how. With undying love and undeniable lust. I can see the bulge in his stomach obscenely inflating and deflating with every rough thrust. His moans egg me on, encouraging me to fuck him as hard as I possibly can. To my pleasant surprise, he even dry-cums a few times which causes him to wail like a horny banshee. And he tightens up even further whenever that happens which feels so…indescribably amazing. I’m about to lose my mind. I’m already losing myself to this sex. The best sex of my fucking life. I don’t know how I’ve never raped some poor random kid to get this feeling before.
But I’m happy to have waited until I had a son of my own. The fact that it’s my own flesh and blood that I’m shoving my whole ten-inch dick into is what makes this experience so precious. I will never forget this moment for as long as I live. And I hope Teeny doesn’t either. I hope he will always look back on this fondly. The day his daddy took his virginity.
“Oh shit! Fuck!”
I’ve hit my limit. Just thinking about the years and years we have together as a couple has made me reach my climax. And shove my cock all the way in and fill Teeny up with the very seed that made him. He keens, going through another dry orgasm as cum shoots into his guts, painting his insides with the delicious cream he loves so much. It looks like he’ll love taking it this way too though.
“Holy…damn!” I exhale as I come down from my high. My instinct is to immediately go into the aftercare and cuddle with my boy with the AC on. But then I remember we’re supposed to be making a porno. So once I catch my breath, I re-stabilize the camera and I ask, “How was that for your first time, Teeny?”
He’s clearly dazed, lost in a haze of lust. I haven’t even pulled out from him yet. “That was…so awesome, Daddy!”
I laugh wholeheartedly. Then I carefully take the base of my cock and gingerly pull out of my shuddering son. Making sure to get a scandalous closeup of his leaking gaping slopping mess of a hole. Once there’s nothing plugging him up anymore, globs of cum pour out of him like a fucking semen waterfall. Teeny wraps an arm around his stomach and then sucks on his free thumb, a habit I thought he’d broken by now. But maybe he just wants something to suck on.
“Damn,” I announce, panning the camera across my son’s sweat-soaked body. “Look at him. All shaky. How you feeling, bud?”
“…Empty, Daddy.”
“Ha! Well, don’t worry, Teeny. After today, you’re going to get filled up a lot. Every day if you want!”
“Yay…Can I have a hug?”
My previously lascivious face softens and I’m once again that doting father that loves his boy more than anything in the whole wide world. No longer am I a producer of illegal kiddie porn or the deviant lover of an underaged child, I am just a father. “Of course,” I say, wrapping him up in my strong arms. I shut off the camera and I just snuggle with my son in his bed. His filthy, stained bed. “I love you, Teeny. That was incredible. Thank you for letting me share this with you.”
He buries his face in my hairy chest. “You too, Daddy. I love you.”
There is still so much to do. I have to edit the video so I remain anonymous. I have to set up the website with all its widgets and photos and other things. I have to massage my boy’s bruised and battered hole so that it heals up before we shoot his next scene. There is just so much to do. But for now, I am just a father and I want to be with my son. That is all.
The official launch of Neverland Media can wait.