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Private Island by RVasilCommissioned By: Anonymous Zane didn't feel any different.

You would think that jerking off with your hot father to the porno he starred in alongside your hot mom would be a bit odd but for Zane, while his initial reaction to the entire situation was awkwardness coupled with uncertainty, he eventually grew to get accustomed to the idea. Perhaps it was the casualness of how his father approached it. Or perhaps it was the fact that there was no harm happening either way. It was all consensual and mutual.

Whichever the case it was, the idea of being sexual with his father wasn't as shocking as it was at first. If anything, Zane felt like he and his father grew closer, both metaphorically and physically. The notion of jerking off with one another became common to the point where it became a thing they did in the evening to help pass the time. Zane used this chance to ask more about Cyrus's history as a pornstar, and his father was more than happy to field his questions. This was coupled with them watching his exploits on screen. Cyrus was prolific, having starred in numerous videos that featured him in situations that titillated across the spectrum. But his most common partner was Violet.

"Were you two dating at any point during these shoots?" Zane asked.

He and Cyrus were seated on the couch, naked and stroking their respective hardons. On the screen in front of them was one of the many pornos Cyrus had done. Zane spent the days prior downloading them off the internet at the behest of his father. Apparently there were some hardcore fans of his that ripped the DVD contents and reuploaded them on the internet to save them from physical extinction. The videos practically covered a wide array of subjects, ranging from parody all the way to reality content that was clearly scripted despite the advertisement. The one they were watching in particular had Cyrus partnered with a petite female crocodile. She clearly struggled in trying to handle the large cock in her hands, but she was eager to please.

"Your mom and I? Oh no, we weren't," Cyrus answered. He paused, then thought about it for a moment. "I guess you can say that? Violet and I were signed under the same company, Blackout Entertainment, so it was easy for us to see each other. It just so happened that we had good chemistry that the producers decided to keep giving us roles that involved one another."

It was easy to see why. Perhaps it was with the benefit of hindsight, but Cyrus and Violet did work well with each other. While Zane didn't want to brush off the writing that accompanied the porn skits they were jerking off to, the writing itself was usually the last thing that came to mind when he looked back on them. But Cyrus and Violet, whether by sheer charm, talent, or a combination of both, managed to make the writing actually bearable. It made Zane do something he never imagined he would ever do in his life: care about the narrative stringing the porn along rather than just skipping to the porn completely. The porno they were jerking off to, the one involving Cyrus and this petite crocodile that he was now shamelessly face fucking, was part of a series that revolved around the lives of both Cyrus and Violet. The idea was that they were sex gods living amongst normal folk and the series delved into the hijinks they would get involved in.

"If the pay was so good, why did you two quit?"

Cyrus licked his fingers, loving the taste of his own precum that was now leaking copiously from his throbbing cock. "Who said we quit?" The puzzled look from Zane prompted Cyrus to elaborate saying, "alright, fine, in a way we did kind of quit but we never left the company so to speak. We're still involved in some shape or form. We're just not on screen anymore."

"Meaning?"

"One of the highest paying clients I have is Blackout," Cyrus responded. "Your mom is involved in finding locations for possible shoots outside of her real estate venture. We're still technically part of the company. We never left. We just went behind the camera, that's all."

Zane nodded, focusing back on the screen. By now the video shifted to Cyrus laying the petite crocodile on the table and spreading her vagina wide open. The camera focused primarily on the way the crocodile's folds were gripping onto Cyrus's cock. Both were deep into it and it was clear that they both were reaching their limits. Zane had to momentarily stop jerking himself off. He could feel his own cock throbbing painfully, angry at him for stopping just at the edge of climax. "Do you ever miss it?" Zane asked. "Being in front of the camera."

Cyrus slowed his own pace as well. His hand hovered next to his cock that was shaking with each beat of his heart. He took a moment to answer as he needed to steady his breathing. "At times I do. I mean, being praised for your own body and having fans lust after you? I think it's relatable to say that we all want our egos to be stroked."

The two continued their jerk session, ending with them making a mess of things. Zane came, followed by Cyrus soon after. Cum stained their chests, and Zane was thankful he prepared towels ahead of time to help with cleaning up. While Zane was wiping the cum that was now dripping down his chest, a random thought entered his mind. "Do you think I could ever work as a pornstar?"

The question caught Cyrus off guard. He stopped drying off his cock which was still slick with his seed. He looked at his son, eyeing him from head to toe. "I don't see why not. Do you want to?"

"Would you let me?"

Cyrus cocked his head towards the side. "That's not for me to decide, Zane. Your mother and I did what we did because it was both lucrative and we enjoyed it. We stepped away because we had you. While our views on sexuality are very lax and open minded, we didn't want to give you the wrong impression until it was the right time. Ultimately, it would be up to you. Would you be happy doing that sort of thing?"

Zane turned his attention towards the screen once more. The video was now paused, ending at the finale of the porno, which involved the petite crocodile lady getting a facial from Cyrus. Admittedly, a part of Zane did find the situation hot. The idea of him performing for the camera. It was like what Cyrus said: Zane had an ego and he wanted it stroked. It was vanity on his part, but it was his vanity. The question wasn't whether he wanted to do it or not. But whether he could actually pull it off.

"Yeah," Zane answered.

"Do you want me to put in a good word for you in Blackout?"

Zane shook his head. He appreciated his father for suggesting the fact but it was wrong. "Nah. I'd like to get in because of my own merits. Not because you vouched for me or anything. No offense that is."

"None taken." Cyrus felt his chest swell with pride. "And good. Because nepotism will show and it's terrible."

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The days went by and soon the weekend arrived.

Zane and Violet were downstairs in the kitchen, having breakfast. Much like his experience with his father, it was a bit awkward to look at his mother. Mainly because it was difficult to see her the way he originally saw her: a maternal figure that cared for her for the majority of his life. While Zane still did see her that way, he began to see Violet a bit more differently with the recent development of things. Zane saw Violet as a beautiful woman that would make any man head over heels for her and in some ways knew how lucky his father was to have someone like her. She was smart, talented, and well respected in her career as a real estate agent. And Zane also knew she could suck cock like there was no tomorrow. It was difficult to not get a hard on around her, especially since Zane now associated Violet with her previous adult film career. But unlike with his father, Zane wasn't sure if he wanted to cross into that territory with her. It felt weird. In some ways, he still had some boundaries he wasn't sure he wanted to break just yet. Or at all.

Cyrus joined them soon after, looking like there was a kick in his step. His wife was the one that pointed this out. "You seem happy," Violet said, looking up from her tablet. She was scrolling through the daily feed on her socials.

"Because I am," Cyrus answered. He joined them on the table, sitting at his seat and helping himself to a serving of toast. "I have something great to tell you two." Zane and Violet perked up. "We're going on a vacation."

A bunch of questions raced through Zane's mind. He decided to voice the most pressing one. "When?"

"Today."

What soon followed was a barrage of questions that Cyrus happily answered for his family. The entire household was in a flurry of activity soon after, excitedly rushing to prepare for this very impromptu vacation. As Cyrus put it, a long time friend of his named Silver Hawkins, had invited him and by extension his family, to Viper's Watch. It was a private archipelago off the coast. Spur of the moment vacations weren't the norm for the Cyrus household. They were the type of family that booked tickets ahead of time and had an itinerary sorted out. But once Cyrus explained it to them, they were more than happy to accept the invitation. The invitation from Silver Hawkins was more like a show of thanks and gratitude for all the hard work Cyrus had done for him. He was one of Cyrus's big accounting clients and wanted to show his appreciation for everything the dragon had done for him. Silver was the owner of both the archipelago and the resort that was stationed there. The name was familiar to Zane but he couldn't put a finger on it. It was when he was checking his phone minutes after hastily packing his suitcase filled with clothes he was going to wear did he finally realize why that was.

Viper's Watch was the premier island resort.

It was the place where celebrities, high profile actors, important individuals and famous people disappeared to. Not in a bad connotation, but more so that it was where they went to blow off steam. This was the place you go to hide if you wanted to lay low after having a public relations disaster if you were a serious actor and wanted to avoid the paparazzi. Or the place you go to relax after doing a worldwide tour if you were the top number one band in the world. It was the place most often tagged by celebrities on social media, desired to be visited by influencers, and least accessible to most common folk. The latter being that you don't go to Viper's Watch; you get invited. It was a VIP place and to get an invitation meant you were acknowledged to be someone important enough by the owner of the place, or the establishment itself.

Zane already felt out of place and they weren't even there yet.

It was around noon when Cyrus and company were picked up from the house. The drive itself was quick as there was thankfully no traffic on the road. When they got to the airport however, Zane was surprised to find that instead of going up to the departure ramp, they were going down the arrivals route. He was about to raise a question on where they were going when the van veered off towards the side, heading to the gates that led to the tarmac of the airport itself. They were stopped by security to which the driver of their vehicle presented paperwork and mentioned that their jet was waiting for them.

"We have a private jet waiting for us?" Zane asked out loud.

"We do," Violet answered. "I suppose this is your first time going to Viper's Watch, Zane. You're going to love this."

The car drove through the tarmac, moving past employees driving carts around filled with the luggages of travelers in the terminal. They stopped near a parked jet soon after and a couple of handlers arrived to help them load their belongings into the aircraft. Before today, Zane had only flown coach. He knew how cramped legroom can be inside airplanes. But when he got inside, it was everything he imagined it to be and more. The seats were spaced far enough to the point where they could recline fully. The aisle was clear and there was a complimentary mini bar at the end of the hall. The place looked more like the reception to a hotel rather than the inside of an airplane.

Zane and company strapped themselves in and they were off into the skies a few moments later. The flight itself flew by, mainly because Zane was distracted by the fact that he was in a jet. The moment the seatbelt light dimmed down, he was off his seat and exploring. The minibar was stocked and filled with drinks. At first he hesitated in taking any but the cabin crew that was there informed him that it was all complimentary. It was all for them. He helped himself to a can of soda and went back to his seat, grabbing some chips that were on a rack along the way.

"So," Zane said, plopping back down in his seat. "Who exactly is Silver Hawkins?"

Cyrus, who was seated across from him, looked up. "Silver? I'm surprised you never heard of him."

"I am too," Zane responded. "He owns a private island and has a private jet. Is he friends with Bill Gates or something?"

"Not that I know of," Cyrus answered. "Though last I heard he was looking into branching into tech so maybe." He shrugged. "He's just an entrepreneur that got lucky. Let's put it like that."

"And you're one of the accountants he hired to keep his books in check?"

"Yes. One of them," Cyrus answered. "We go way back. Silver and I are good friends. Your mother knows him too."

Zane glanced back at Violet who was quietly looking through her tablet. "Have I met him before?" he asked. If both his parents knew Silver, perhaps he had met him at some point and just didn't remember.

Cyrus thought for a moment. "I don't think so. You'll like him. I think you two would get along well."

The flight ended an hour or so later with the plane they were on arriving at the airport located on the main island itself. It was a small terminal, so they pretty much had to step off at the runway. Not that it was a problem given that it seemed they were the only scheduled arrival for the given time frame. The cabin door unsealed itself and the steps lowered, allowing Cyrus and his family to disembark. Waiting for them was the man of the hour himself: Silver Hawkins. Zane recognized him as an orange tiger dressed in a suit befitting that of a man who was all business and talk. A clean dress shirt, coupled with a bright tie, the only thing missing was a briefcase that carried important documents. Silver greeted them warmly, opening his arms up to pull Cyrus into a tight hug.

"Cyrus! I'm glad you could make it!"

Cyrus returned the gesture. The two standing next to each other looked comedic. One was a businessman, dressed in a getup that looked like he was going to a board meeting in the next hour. And the other was dressed as lax as can be: comfortable with his polo shirt and cargo shorts, mixed in with sandals. Then again, they were in a tropical destination. Cyrus's attire was more than appropriate all things considered.

"Likewise."

Silver turned his attention to Violet. "Violet! Looking lovely as ever."

"And you're looking sharply dressed as always," she responded. The two shared a friendly greeting before Silver ultimately turned his attention to Zane.

"And you must be Zane," he said. The tiger looked at him from head to toe. "You look just like your father."

"Thank you, sir."

"Oh no, please. Don't call me sir. I'm not that old just yet. Feel free to call me Silver, Zane. We're all friends here."

A moment or so later, everyone climbed aboard the waiting vehicle for them and they were off. Silver was at the front, next to his driver, and Zane and company were at the back. Silver decided to start a conversation to help pass the time. "So, Zane, I take it this is your first time being on the island?"

"Yes, actually."

"What do you know of the island?"

Zane thought for a moment. "Um, just the stuff I see on the internet. I know that rich celebrities stay here to relax."

Silver nodded. "That's more than an apt description of Viper's Watch. This is paradise on Earth, Zane. Where the rich go to disappear and pretend that their problems don't exist for a time being. But since this is my island, I have a few ground rules that need to be followed. Rule number one: what happens on the island, stays on the island. Period. We're all having fun here and the last thing we want is a joykiller. Got it?"

That was a simple rule to understand. "Are there any other rules I should be aware of?"

The tiger smiled at Zane. "Let your inhibitions go and don't forget to have fun."

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The drive to the resort happened soon after, and it allowed Zane to get a better look at the island. Viper's Watch was indeed a tropical paradise, filled to the brim with lush scenery. Everywhere he looked, there was green everywhere. Whether it was the well maintained and manicured shrubs that were being meticulously cared for by the groundskeepers, or the large palm trees that towered over them. There was nature everywhere, be it fauna or flora. The resort itself looked like it was built in such a way where while it was manmade, it did not detract from the environment. Money was spent and a lot of it was used up in designing the things. It looked post modern with the wall like windows that let the outsider see into the inside. Abstract statues of art were placed near fountains to accentuate the reception. A bellhop was the one that opened the door for them and took out the luggage from the back of the car while the rest headed inside.

The inside of the resort stood out to Zane for one immediate reason: it was peaceful. Most vacations he could remember having with his family had them staying in hotels that were naturally busy. They were in tourist hotspots after all so it was natural that many travelers all over the world would check-in at the establishment to be nearer to the attractions. For the world class destination Viper's Watch was, there was barely anyone here. Aside from a few employees milling about, custodians keeping the place clean and the receptionist manning the desk.

Then again, it was an invite only place after all.

The receptionist greeted them upon their arrival. "Ah, pleasure to have you once again, Cyrus."

"The pleasure is all mine."

While Cyrus was finalizing their accommodation at the desk, the door that led further into the resort opened. The action made Zane's eyes flicker toward it out of curiosity. He was about to look away when he did a double take, wondering if he was seeing things right. Two individuals walked about, both naked as the day they were born. It looked like they had just gone from the beach, based on the tan marks the dragon had on his face, which was in the shape of sunglasses. His companion, a large bulky black rhino that stood a head or so taller than the blue dragon, was laughing at his companion's expense. Based on the snippet of conversation Zane overheard while they passed, the rhino was teasing his friend for unfortunately falling asleep while at the beach.

No one batted an eye as the two naked men passed by. Not Silver and Violet who were chatting about something. Not the receptionist that was handing a piece of paper for Cyrus to sign. Not even the custodian who had to move towards the side to give the two buff men room to pass. For that brief moment of time, Zane wondered if he was seeing things.

Thankfully, Silver saw his befuddled expression and after glancing at where Zane was looking at, understood the source of his confusion. "Is there a question you wanted to ask, Zane?"

Zane decided to just be upfront with it. "Were those two naked?" It was a rhetorical question. Yes, yes they were. He just wanted to know why people weren't reacting as they normally would.

"They were." His answer was as plain as someone saying they needed air to breathe. "Viper's Watch is a special place, Zane."

By now Cyrus was done checking them in and was now in the possession of four keys, a pair for each room. Silver had booked them two different rooms, and one was for Zane. Cyrus handed Zane's cabin keys to him. Zane took it and he was informed his cabin number was 117, right next to his parents which were 116. "I'll lead you to your cabins," Silver said, continuing to be a great host. They left the lobby soon after, with Silver leading them out of the luxurious halls and towards the outside.

Being a luxury resort, each guest had a cabin to stay in. It was fully furnished and situated atop the water. It had a balcony overlooking the pristine waters and you could technically swim right then and there by walking down the steps and into the ocean. Others preferred to swim by the designated beach however. As Silver led them to their cabin they passed other resort guests, and much like the two men from earlier, these guests were in various states of undress. One couple was dressed in typical swimwear, a bikini for the lady and swim trunks for the gentleman. The next group were completely naked from top to bottom, save for their flip flops that squeaked as they clearly just got done taking a dip from the beach. None of them felt any sense of shame whatsoever flaunting their nudity and the only one that seemed remotely bothered was Zane. One of the women actually smiled at Zane upon noticing him ogling her and she even went so far to give him a wink before walking off. Zane had to readjust his shorts that were becoming terribly uncomfortable for him.

Silver noted Zane's confusion and decided to explain things further to him. "I meant, what I said, Zane. Viper's Watch is a special place. The rules here are lax and I welcome depravity and hedonistic tendencies. In fact, I encourage it. I want people to have fun. The only rule is that what happens on the island, stays on the island."

Well if the owner approved of it, Zane supposed there really were no problems with nudity. Besides, it wasn't like they were forcing guests to be in the nude. That and the eye candy wasn't going unappreciated either. "But what about the social media posts?" Zane figured to ask. He knew about Viper's Watch from the posts about the people that visit it. "How come nothing scandalous has ever gotten out?"

"We have a strict ruling in regards to taking photos or videos. If someone takes a photo or video of you without your permission, you can report it to any of the guards nearby and we can have it taken care of. We respect consent above all else on this island. That and if you are found to have violated any of the rules, you are banned from ever visiting the island ever again."

"And you can imagine not many wanting those privileges ever revoked," Cyrus added. "It's hard enough to get in here in the first place.

Considering everything Zane had seen thus far, he understood why.

They arrived at Cabin 117 and Cabin 116. Zane opened the door to his cabin. It was everything he expected it to be: luxurious, comfortable, and reeked of spent money he knew he could only dream of accumulating in the entirety of his lifetime. The view to the outside was amazing, and the fresh sea breeze that came in through the open balcony door was salty. His luggage was also already here, delivered earlier by one of the bellhops. Overall, it was perfect. He could see himself having a relaxing time while on vacation here. There was this lingering thought however. Zane continued to examine the cabin and for some odd reason, he was getting some sense of deja vu. Like he had seen this place before. Not in any social media post submitted by an influencer or anything. But relatively recently. He just couldn't put his finger on it just yet as to where. He headed back outside to join Cyrus, Silver, and Violet as they were now discussing what else to do.

"I hope you enjoy your stay while you're here," Silver said. "If you need anything, I'll be at my office. But before I go, Cyrus, please think about what I said."

Cyrus nodded and gave a noncommittal shrug. "I'll think about it. I'm here to relax, Silver. Not work."

"Fair, fair."

And with that, the tiger left.

Violet followed after him, now dressed in a more appropriate tropical outfit which consisted of a loose fitting shirt and a skirt wrapped around her waist. "I'm going to go to the spa. You boys go have fun in the meantime," she said.

"Alright," Cyrus said, leaving a peck on her cheek. He then smacked her ass playfully as she left soon after. "Want to go take a dip at the beach?" Cyrus asked, turning to face Zane.

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The beach, much like the rest of the resort, was well manicured and well taken care of. The sand itself was white and soft, almost powderlike with how fine it was. Lounge chairs placed underneath large parasols were located everywhere so that guests can relax and sunbathe to their heart's content. A minibar was constructed nearby, serving some refreshments for those in dire need to quench their thirst and satiate their hunger. There was a sports shed that let guests rent sports equipment to play, and even a water equipment rental that let guests rent water scooters and do other extreme sports while they enjoyed their time at the beach.

It was everything you expected to be at the beach and then some.

The people on the beach however were something else entirely. Instead of the typical parade of swimwear you would be accustomed to upon going to any beach, there was practically none. It seemed that the beach at Viper's Watch was clothing optional, but Zane was beginning to think that clothing was banned. No one was wearing any swimwear at all, and if they were, they were mostly doing it to avoid getting sand going in places they shouldn't be. Everywhere Zane looked he saw cocks, pussy, boobs, and ass. They were all on frontal display and what made it more shocking was the fact that they belong to people he actually recognized. The people there were famous for something. One Zane recognized was a musician. Another was a politician. There was an actor conversing with another famous actor. And there was a group of people he soon recognized were well known influencers. Anyone who was anyone was there at the beach.

He felt like he didn't belong. Partly because he looked overdressed given that he was wearing swim trunks unlike everyone else. And the other was that Viper's Watch was looking more like a private club that he somehow found himself getting invited to by virtue of his father. He continued to follow behind Cyrus, his father navigating his way to a nearby empty set of lounge chairs underneath a rainbow umbrella. He briefly took off, saying he wanted to get some sunscreen from the shop. They had a nearby neighbor. It was a beautiful petite lady crocodile and she was conversing with an equally handsome male equine. Zane wouldn't have given them another glance until his brain registered that the crocodile was casually fondling the equine's flaccid cock while the two sat and drank wine with each other.

It was beginning to dawn more and more on Zane that when Silver said he welcomed depravity and hedonism, he truly meant it.

"Oh hello," the lady crocodile greeted, noticing their arrival.

It took every neuron in Zane's brain to not stare at the crocodile's breasts at that particular moment. "H-hi," he said, his eyes snapping up to meet with the lady's. "Great weather we're having."

Cyrus arrived at that point, calling Zane's attention and tossing a bottle of sunscreen on him. Zane unfortunately was too distracted to catch it in time. He apologized and bent over to pick it up.

"I see you're making friends," Cyrus said, standing next to him.

It was at this point that the lady crocodile perked up. She lowered the sunglasses that were obscuring her eyes to get a better look at the person in front of her. "Cyrus? Is that you?"

Zane felt a sense of deja vu. His mind was telling him that he had seen her before but he just couldn't put where. The friendly interaction between her and Cyrus was enough of a clue however.

"Angela! I almost didn't recognize you!" Cyrus walked over and gave Angela a friendly hug. "And who is this young stud?" he asked, turning to look at the equine who was now clearly paying attention.

"It's good to see you too, Cyrus! Clyde, this is Cyrus. Cyrus, this is Clyde. He's my new partner."

It was at this point that Clyde broke his silence and enthusiastically shook Cyrus's hand. The equine looked like he was starstruck. "You're the 'Cyrus'? Hot Rod Cyrus?"

Cyrus let out a cheeky smile. "The one and only! Though, that's a nickname I haven't heard in quite a long time."

"I can't believe it! I'm a big fan of your work, Cyrus!"

That was when it clicked for Zane. Angela looked a smidge older or so but it was definitely her! She was the petite crocodile he had seen in the sex videos with his father. A thought then entered Zane's mind. Were all three of them sex workers?! It was at this point that the people talking addressed Zane who was quietly thinking to himself. "Who's he?" Angela asked, looking at Zane.

"Angela, Clyde, this is Zane, my son."

Zane waved a friendly greeting. "Nice to meet you both."

"It's his first time being here on the island," Cyrus explained.

"I could tell," Angela said. "He looked like he wanted to bury his face in my tits."

Zane blushed slightly, remaining quiet. The others laugh at his expense. "It's alright, Zane. We're all friends here," Cyrus said, trying to ease his son into the situation. "What are you two doing here?"

"That's what we should be asking you," Clyde said, speaking up. "We have work here, Cyrus."

"There's a filming happening?"

"There is. We're just on break for a moment. They're just trying to get things ready. How about you, two?" Angela looked around. "Is Violet here as well?"

"She is. She went to the spa," Cyrus answered. "We're here on vacation. Silver invited us over."

"Oh. And here I thought you'd be working again."

"Silver is very relentless. Though..." Cyrus shrugged. "I'm still thinking about it."

"Ah I see." That was when someone entered the fray. A person carrying a clipboard approached their group, asking for both Angela and Clyde. "It seems they're done. We have to go. It was nice talking with you two!"

Cyrus and Zane were soon left by their lonesome. Zane decided to ask the first thing that was off the top of his head. "I thought you said that what happens in Viper's Watch, stays in Viper's Watch?"

The dragon was a bit confused at his line of questioning. "Yeah? And I never said otherwise."

"How come they're filming a porno here then?"

"That's the exception to that rule. Silver made this island a getaway place. But he also made this a studio of sorts. Most of the rooms here can and have had a porno filmed in them. Obviously they don't film in places where guests like you and me would be hanging around."

So that was why the bedroom Zane saw earlier was making him remember something. He remembered seeing it in a porno he and his father had watched days ago. "Did you mean what you said?" Zane decided to ask.

"About what?"

"About Silver asking you?"

Cyrus lowered the beach chair to be fully flat and laid on his chest atop it. "Yeah he asked me about it. Zane, can you put some sunscreen on me please?"

Zane popped the sunscreen and applied a healthy dollop onto his palm. Once everything was set, he began to spread it evenly across Cyrus's broad back, making sure to cover his bases. The last thing he wanted was to miss a spot and get scolded due to a resulting sunburn. "Are you going to do it?" he asked, continuing their conversation.

"I don't know," Cyrus responded.

"Why not? You seemed like you'd enjoy it."

Cyrus let out a thoughtful hum. "I mean I do. Would it be weird to think of your dad doing porn?"

Zane let out a light chuckle. "Dad, I think the idea of you doing porn is probably not the weirdest thing ever. I believe we're way past that given the stuff we've done together."

That was true. The jump from them doing sexual things with each other to Zane knowing about his father doing porn wasn't exactly that much of a far leap. That and when it came to their situation, Zane had it backwards. Zane continued applying the sunscreen to his father, the oily liquid seeping into his father's scales and making the dragon's back slick and slippery. It was warm to the touch and not just because they were at the beach. It smelled good too, having a light orangey sceny to it. The odd thing was that whenever Zane inhaled, he could feel the warmth traverse into his body as well. He could feel the heat start from his face and eventually go across the entirety of his frame. It started from his cheeks, all the way down to the tips of his toes. His erection, that at this point might as well become permanent due to the constant barrage of sexual stimuli around him, became ever more pressing and he could feel his cock rub against his trunks. He tried to keep it on the downlow but it was proving to be difficult given that he was rubbing oil all over his father. Moving past Cyrus's back, he was now going lower and lower, eventually focusing on his father's inner thighs. When normally applying sunscreen, Zane wasn't this handsy. He wasn't the type to take advantage of situations but for some reason he found it difficult to stop himself. It was like his brain was just going with the motions, overriding his normal sensibilities and operating with gut instinct. It wasn't helping that Cyrus was letting out low groans of pleasure, clearly liking what he was doing to him.

"You know, now that I think about it, maybe I will do it," Cyrus said, momentarily breaking through Zane's train of thought. "I'll go and talk to Silver about it later. Right now, let's just focus on relaxing for a bit. We're on vacation after all."

He stopped Zane momentarily to let him roll over. His back was now done, now he wanted his front worked on. Zane didn't skip a beat, applying another healthy spurt of oil onto his palms and mixing it soon after. His gentle hands trailed across Cyrus's chest, tracing every intricate detail of it with his palm and fingers. The heat from the oil radiated all over Cyrus's chest, and the dragon could feel his excitement growing. The swimsuit Cyrus wore, a skimpy piece of swimming briefs that left little to the imagination struggled to contain the rising monster. It didn't help when Zane's hands brushed over it, whether on purpose or by accident. It throbbed in response, desperate for someone to attend to its needs.

"There," Zane said, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. He knew what his father wanted but he wasn't just about to give it to him just yet.

"Oh you big tease," Cyrus remarked, looking at him with irritation. "You can't work me up like that and not help me with this," he said, pointing to his throbbing lower half.

"I wasn't aware I was supposed to," Zane replied. "Besides, is sex even allowed on the beach?"

Cyrus pointed to the nearby occupied set of beach chairs. Two men were heavily going at it, one of them bouncing up and down the crotch of the other. Zane was genuinely surprised he missed it. He supposed that at some point, all lewd things just overloaded his senses and it just melted into the background.

"Does that answer your question?" Cyrus asked rhetorically. "Now come over here and help your old man."

Cyrus stood up and undressed himself, nonchalantly taking off his swimming briefs and standing in the buff out for everyone to see. Zane could see a few onlookers glance at their general direction. Some stared, others licked their lips. But nothing else beyond that. It seemed everyone respected personal space. Zane felt a bit self conscious but more and more he felt empowered. No one gave a damn what they were doing so why be so concerned? Cyrus was a bit surprised to see Zane do the same, but he nonetheless welcomed it.

Zane felt the blood to his cheeks, the initial excitement of being nude in public titillating his senses. He always wondered why public sex was a kink. Now he got the gist of why. It was exciting. He sat back down next to Cyrus on the beach chair, no longer feeling any sort of shame whatsoever. Adrenaline coursed through his body and he could hear his heart racing. Zane slowly relaxed however when he felt Cyrus place his free hand on Zane's cock. He returned the gesture, grabbing his father's equally impressive member and slowly jerking it. Both men were quiet for a bit, enjoying the sights of the naked people in front of them, and the pleasure they were both receiving from what they were doing.

"You know, is it weird that I could get used to this?" Zane asked out loud.

"To what? Me jerking you off or here being at Viper's Watch?"

"Both," Zane answered. "I can see why people freaking love this place. Did you and mom ever film stuff here?"

Cyrus shook his head. "No. This place wasn't here yet when your mom and I were employed. You could say the reason this place exists was because of the stuff we contributed to Blackout Entertainment while we were its top actors." Cyrus let out a groan when he felt Zane squeeze his cock tenderly. A bead of pre escaped from the tip of his slit. Zane extended a finger outwards to rub it off before proceeding to lick his fingers clean.

"May I?" Zane asked, surprising even himself at his own boldness.

"I'm not stopping you."

Zane nodded before standing up and getting into position. Cyrus opened his legs up and relaxed on the beach chair, letting Zane position himself between his crotch. The dragon inched forward, sticking his tongue out to get another taste of the pre that dripped down the length of Cyrus's member. It tasted just the same as it did previously: sweet and delicious. Zane felt his cheeks burn. Despite it being perfectly allowed and no one gave them trouble for it, there was still something exciting about doing something so lewd and sexual out in public. He traced his tongue around the throbbing cock, wrapping his all over to cover it with his spit. Cyrus inhaled deeply, loving the masterful work of his son. Eventually, Cyrus let out a gasp when he felt Zane take in the entirety of his cock with the dragon's mouth.

"Fuck, you're good at this. You're giving your mother competition," Cyrus remarked, closing his eyes as he tried to compose himself. He relaxed and bawled his fists accordingly, trying to control his entire body. Zane for his part was getting more and more relaxed and adjusted to the situation. He loved the taste of his father's cock, even more so the feeling of having it in his mouth. It throbbed happily in response to his actions, seemingly in agreement with his company. Lewd slurps emanated from their section of the beach, garnering a few onlookers to fleetingly glance every now and then. Cyrus could see in their eyes that they were jealous of what they were doing.

He rested back on the beach chair, letting out a content sigh as his own son sucked happily on his cock. Zane even went so far to gently tug at his plump balls. Cyrus's relaxation was interrupted however when a person cleared his throat to announce his arrival.

"Is that who I think it is?"

Cyrus opened his eyes and could see a large and muscular bull smiling down at him. "Terrence?" Cyrus asked, looking up at the stranger. "It is you!" he cried out after recognizing him.

The two shared a quick but firm handshake. Terrence's eyes glanced over to Zane who was still busy sucking on the cock in front of him. "I see you're enjoying yourself. Is that Zane?"

Zane raised a hand to wave, recognizing who Terrence was. Terrence, or Terry as he referred to him, was a family friend that visited the house every now and then. Cyrus introduced Terry to him as a 'friend from work'. Before Zane figured he was an accountant that Cyrus worked with every now and then on cases too big for him to handle. Now though, Zane was beginning to realize that Cyrus meant that Terry was more than likely a friend from his other line of work. With the way Terry looked, it wasn't that much of a leap in logic.

"So you finally brought him to Viper's Watch, eh?" Terrence said. "I should bring mine here as well. He and Zane would probably get along well." He lightly patted Zane on the head, seemingly encouraging him to suck on Cyrus cock even more. "Don't choke on him now."

Zane momentarily removed himself from Cyrus's cock to answer. "I'm trying not to. He's a handful."

"Oh trust me, I know." He then turned back to Cyrus. "I'll catch up with you later, alright?"

"Sure thing," Cyrus said.

And with that Terrence left them, going back to his beach chair to relax once more. It was amusing to find that people really were very open minded on the island. Terrence didn't even bat an eye at the notion of watching Zane suck on Cyrus's cock. People back on the mainland would have probably thrown a hissy fit for the depravity of it all. Eventually Cyrus could feel himself reaching his limit. He felt his balls ache and his cock throb. Zane worked his magic, making sure to cover everything he could. He swirled his tongue around, covering the head of the dragon's cock. When Cyrus was at his end, he placed a firm hand on Zane's head and pushed him downard to go deeper. This caught Zane off guard but he managed to adapt. The deep pressure and the warmth of the dragon's throat was enough to push Cyrus over the edge and he came soon after. His hips thrust forward instinctively to try and bury more of his cock down the dragon's throat as it shot after shot spurts of cum down Zane's gullet. Zane for his part tried to take it all down but some of it leaked down at the sides.

It was a mess but it was a welcomed one either way.

Cyrus was breathing heavily by the end of it, and he grabbed a nearby towel and tossed it over to Zane who began wiping his face. Both of them sat back down at their respective chairs, with Zane feeling his mouth be exhausted from what he just did. His cock however was still throbbing painfully, left unattended throughout the entire ordeal. It was a this point that he saw that a few of the people at the beach were openly engaging in sex as well. Perhaps inspired by the debauchery they just witnessed. Some were smiling at him, a few even waved a friendly greeting. But most were just having sex while enjoying the warmth of the sun. It was like one big party and everyone was making the most of it.

Both men turned their heads when they happened to see a person walking onto the beach. It was none other than Violet herself. It would seem her spa day was already over as she was no longer wearing her previous attire of simple touristy clothing. Violet now switched over to something more aquatic appropriate: a skimpy bikini. Zane was beginning to see a trend between his father and his mother. Both of them were clearly proud of what they had and were unafraid to show it off. Violet's top was visibly straining in trying to contain her bosoms and Zane wondered why she even bothered to wear a swimsuit given that clothing was optional. He had a feeling it was probably for his sake.

She saw the two of them seated at the beach chairs and decided to join them.

"Did I miss the fun?" she asked out loud, looking at the two men in her life. "I see you're getting used to the atmosphere, Zane," she said, taking note of the fact that Zane was completely nude with a raging erection.

Zane felt a blush rush to his cheeks. But nonetheless didn't feel any shame whatsoever. "When in Rome, do as the Romans do, as they say," he responded.

"Very true." Violet then turned to Cyrus. "I'm not going to need this then," she said, referring to her top. "Cyrus, can you help me out of this thing? The girls need to breathe."

"Oh sure thing," Cyrus responded, standing up and helping her out of her bra. One tug later and the knot undid itself. She then took off her panties next. The fabrics were stored away at the side and Violet stood stark naked in front of the both of them, her breasts swinging freely and openly.

"Much better," she responded.

It was admittedly difficult not to stare. Zane had seen her naked numerous times, at least in the sex videos he had watched before, but seeing them live in person was something else entirely. "What do you think, Zane?" Violet asked, taking note of his ogling. "Do you think your mom still has it?"

Zane blinked. His cock throbbed in response, leaking copious amounts of pre. Violet saw this and smiled at him. "I'll take that as a yes."

"You're not going to ask me for my opinion?" Cyrus voiced outwards, looking at her.

"I don't have to. I can already see that you're standing up to attention."

True enough, Zane could see Cyrus's cock come to life in front of his eyes. Normally he'd be amazed at the stamina of the man since he just came a few minutes ago, but given that Cyrus was a pornstar in his previous life, such a thing was just a talent for him. That and it was difficult to not stand in attention in front of someone like Violet. The only people Zane assumed wouldn't give her attention would be the people not actively interested in her assets. And so far, both of them were. Violet walked over and joined Cyrus on the beach chair, the latter moving over to give his wife some much needed space to make room. The two began to shamelessly fondle one another, hands roaming all over and exploring each other's body. Zane found it difficult to look away.

"Has Silver talked to you?" Cyrus asked. Violet was lightly moving her fingers over and under his cock. "About the whole proposition he has in mind?"

"Yeah he has. He wouldn't shut up about it," Violet said, rolling her eyes. "I'm on the fence in regards to it. How about you? Do you want to do it?"

Cyrus nodded. "Yeah. I've thought about it. I kind of want to do it again. But I'm only down to do it if you want to do it with me. It wouldn't be fun if I can't fuck you again on camera."

Violet squeezed Cyrus's cock, producing a bead of pre to appear at the tip. Cyrus let out a deep breath. "But you always fuck me."

"Well yeah, but fucking on camera is kind of different. You get what I mean?"

Violet rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah. You want your ego to be stroked. Is that what you're getting at?"

"You know me too well. What do you say?"

Violet was quiet for a bit. "What about Zane?"

Both adults turned to look and saw Zane was shamelessly jerking himself off to what they were doing. The dragon had his eyes closed and was trying to keep himself from blowing his load right then and there. As if sensing that they were both looking at him, Zane then said, "don't mind me guys. Just keep doing what you're doing."

Cyrus let out a light chuckle. "He says he's interested in being part of the business. Do you think he can make the cut?"

Violet smiled. "If he manages to last to the end of us fucking in front of him, I'd say he has a decent shot."

Although said in jest, it was true nonetheless. Being a pornstar required intense stamina to last the long hours needed to get all the shots in place. Zane never really checked how long he could last. He never had to. But upon hearing this statement, he made it a point to not blow his load too soon. Which was a problem given that felt like he was already at the very edge of his limit. Zane watched as Violet and Cyrus went to town without a care in the world. Cyrus started off by simply fondling Violet's breasts. They felt soft and supple to the touch, the dragon giving them loving kisses and squeezes. He even went so far as to squeeze the dragoness's nipple. Violet let out a low cry of pleasure, feeling her body shake from the sensations coursing through her entire frame. They moved positions soon after.

Violet found herself pressed up against Cyrus's crotch. She went down, planting kisses down the male dragon's chest before eventually ending up at his crotch. She stuck her tongue out, tentatively getting a lick and taking note of the sweet and salty flavor. "Am I getting seconds?" she asked, looking at Cyrus.

"Maybe."

"Hmph."

"Oh don't pout."

Violet remained quiet, looking instead angrily at the throbbing penis in front of her. Her expression then shifted as she opened her mouth and took the lengthy member with one swallow. She began to work her magic, slowly moving her head up and down to cover the length of Cyrus's girthy cock. Lewd slurps echoed across the beach as she did so, swirling her tongue around to maximize the pleasure she could give. Cyrus closed his eyes and breathed heavily. There was no one else in the world that could give head like Violet. And he can attest to this given that he partnered with a lot of people over the years of working in the industry. Zane for his part forced himself to stop touching himself lest he blew his load too soon. His cock was angry at him and he could feel his entire frame shaking. Pre began to leak continuously from his cock, even more so than ever before. The scene was too much to handle.

Violet eventually stopped sucking off, not because she was getting tired of it, but because she wanted more. Her cunny was in dire need of attention and she wanted to get the itch scratched for her. She removed herself from Cyrus's cock, a brief line of spit connecting the two of them, before she rose up to kiss Cyrus's on the lips. The two shared a tender but passionate kiss, tongues dancing and wrestling for control. They broke off, both out of breath and needing to regain their composure. That was when she got into position. It took some maneuvering but she eventually got everything sorted out. Her hips hovered above Cyrus's throbbing cock and the dragon supported her lower half by holding her by the waist. After a short beat, Cyrus then guided her downwards, lowering herself down onto his cock and practically impaling her. Violet let out a muffled cry of pleasure, clearing trying to keep herself mum despite her body wanting to shout.

Zane could see her folds open to accommodate Cyrus's thick cock. It slid into her easily like it was a hand fit for a glove. It was no doubt made easier due to the fact that she was already very turned on and her vagina was leaking fluids. Violet hilted herself completely, her ass coming down to rest on Cyrus's crotch. It took a moment for her to adjust and Cyrus patiently waited for her to take the lead. He was happy to let her dictate the pace. Violet then began to move, raising herself up once more and moving upwards. She then stopped partly midway. Just enough to let Cyrus's throbbing head free before going back down completely. It was awkward at first but a rhythm soon followed. Up and down Violet went, the two fucked without a care in the world. Violet grabbed both of her breasts and squeezed them in time with her bouncing.

Zane was at the side, his hands going over his throbbing cock in sync with his parent's movements. A part of him was genuinely jealous of his father. Although Violet was his mother, Zane also saw her and considered her to be one of the most beautiful women he met. It was easy to see why Cyrus loved her so much, and why most men would be enamored with her. As his hands became a blur on his own cock, he wondered if he could ever fuck Violet at some point in time.

By this point, it was clear that everyone on the beach was watching and getting into their own respective hijinks. Loud moans were coming from the other nearby beach chairs. Some were fucking on the chairs, whilst others were on the towels they laid out on the beach. Zane could see Terrence being serviced by a male and a female. Two other strangers? Or maybe it was a threesome between a couple? Regardless, they looked like they were having the time of their life. It was also a bit amusing to see a couple of the attendants visibly sporting erections but not doing anything about it. Perhaps it was against company policy to relieve yourself while you were on duty? A bit cruel, but understandable in the long run.

Either way, the entire beachside they were on was just one big sex party seemingly fueled by Cyrus and Violet's lewd actions.

Zane turned his attention back to his parents, the two lovers that had been going at it all this time. They had stopped fucking and had switch positions. Cyrus was now standing and Violet was on her knees in front of him, furiously jerking off his husband's throbbing cock. "Zane!" Cyrus called out. "Get over here and join us."

Zane didn't think twice. He rushed over to his father and joined the two of them. His cock was throbbing painfully and it was thankfully attended to by Violet the moment he got there. "Let me take care of this for you, sweetie," Violet said, holding Zane's cock in her hands and began to jerk it off as well. Both men stood side by side, enjoying the sensations and clearly waiting for the inevitable they were both racing towards. Zane was the first to blow between them. His legs threatened to buckle beneath him and it was thanks to Cyrus that he was able to keep standing. His hot cum ejaculated straight at Violet, hitting her dead square on the cheeks. The force of it surprised the dragoness but nonetheless welcomed it. Shot after shot came after, slowly weakening after each succession. It splattered across her cheeks. Some landed on her opened mouth. And the rest made a mess of things on her breast. Cyrus came right afterwards, joining his son. Cum rocketed out of Cyrus's cock and sprayed itself across Violet's face. The dragoness was prepared for this however and quickly opened her mouth to contain it. Ropes upon ropes of dragon seed threatened to drown Violet but she held fast and strong. By the end, she was covered in complete dragon spunk, and reeked of the male scent of the two men in front of her.

"Goodness you two," Violet said, wiping her face with her hand and then proceeding to lick her fingers clean. "You two know how to treat a lady right."

Cyrus and Zane shared a laugh, both basking in the afterglow of their ejaculations. Cyrus reached for the nearby towel and handed one to Violet and the dragoness began to wipe herself down clean.

"I hope I'm not intruding or anything. I wanted to check in on you guys and see how you are all doing."

The familiar voice made Zane turn around. It belonged to none other than Silver. He stood out like a sore thumb, practically the only person on the beach who was wearing any form of clothing.

"You're thankfully not," Cyrus said. He then saw his phone and a thought popped into his head. "Listen, can you do me a quick favor?"

"Anything for you friend. What is it?"

"Can you take a photo of us?" Cyrus said, handing the phone over.

"I'd be glad to."

The Cyrus household got into position and posed for the camera. All three of them were naked as the day they were born. Cyrus figured to have this photo as a personal keepsake of his family. Something to remember this amazing day they all shared with each other and grew closer as a family. A click of the shutter later and the photo was taken. Silver handed it back to Cyrus who thanked him for the favor.

"Listen, Cyrus, have you given the thing I've asked of you some thought?"

Cyrus glanced at both Zane and Violet. A smile formed on his lips. "I have actually. Do you mind if we can talk somewhere more privately?"

"I'd be delighted!"

As Cyrus and Silver walked away and began to talk business, Violet stood next to her son. "Are you sure you want to be a pornstar?"

Zane was surprised at the sudden question. But he was already determined. "Yeah, I am. Why do you ask?"

"Your father and I worked hard so you could lead a normal life that is far away from this sort of thing. Mainly because not many people would approve of it."

Zane then looked at her. "Mom, if I gave a fuck about what people think, I'd probably be still in the closet. So, no, I don't care what people think. I want to do it because I want to do it. There isn't much there is to think about it. Besides, I get to hang around hot people like you and dad, so that's always a plus."

"Hang around and fuck hot people, is what you mean, right?"

Zane blinked. Violet let out a light laugh upon seeing Zane's cock slowly stir and stand up in attention once more. "You really are just like your father."

The two shared a laugh with each other.