He wants a piece of the action... in so many ways

Matt's dad gave Matt what was probably intended to look like a friendly grin. It looked threatening instead.

"I see you've got yourself a nice little business here, what with having half the girls in your high school sucking your dick."

"Yeah." Matt decided to try taking the offensive. "When my deadbeat dad abandoned his family, we had to figure something to do to make some money. I am doing some tutoring and Mom got a job but having a little business makes a big difference. No thanks to you."

Maybe he shouldn't have added that last bit. His dad grabbed him by the collar and shoved him against the wall. "You do not speak to your father like that. You speak to him with respect."

"Sure, dad. As soon as you do something to deserve it."

"So that's how you think it's going to be, is it?"

"I'm pretty sure," Matt said, "that mom is not about to welcome you back with open arms. You dumped her for some bar slut. So, knock yourself out. Nobody is judging."

His dad shook his head slowly, his lips widening into a big smile. "You're right about one thing, sonny-boy. I'm definitely not going back to your mom. That dried up pussy just doesn't have any appeal any more."

"Bullshit." Matt tried to shove his dad away. Despite his workouts, and despite his dad's **** of the bottle, he was still outweighed by better than fifty pounds and only a little of that was fat. His dad didn't move.

"No, I'm not interested in your mom. I am interested in getting me a piece of the action here, though. And by a piece, I mean both the financial angle and the pussy angle. There's a big demand for daddy/daughter porn. If you're smart, you'll bring me in as your new partner, set me up with some of that teen pussy, and watch your fans increase. I wouldn't mind starting with that little chink bitch staring at us over there. There's something about a little girl with braces, right. Kind of makes you think of innocence, of the forbidden fruit, all that stuff."

Matt felt his anger well. "That's Cindi. She's a person, not a 'chink'. Besides, she's not even Chinese."

"Still has that sideways slit, though, right?"

"Shut the fuck up, dad. You disgust me."

"Then I guess you won't be surprised when I tell you who I'm going to fuck after I finish with chinka over there. Your hot little sister. She's been teasing me with that little bubblebutt for years. I tried to be a good father... that's why I went out drinking... because I knew if I came home I'd need to pop her little cherry. But she's eighteen now, which means she's fair game. And I'm a big game hunter."

"Not happening, dad."

"Let me tell you what's not happening. What's not happening is you getting away with fucking all those pussies and not sharing with your beloved dad. Because I have rights here."

Matt shook his head. "You've got nothing. We're eighteen. We don't need your permission. You have no legal--"

His dad slammed him against the wall again. "Legal? Let's talk about legal. You think it's legal for you to film porn in an old department store? Because I can tell you that's not what the zoning ordinances say. You think it's legal for you to fuck all these little teenage girls--"

"They're all eighteen or--"

"Did I tell you you could talk? Do all of their daddies know what you're doing? Because I think they'd be waiting outside ready to take you out if they found out. Not that I'd want to tell on my own son but I've got a daughter myself so I might feel compelled. Then there's that hot Desi teacher with the huge tits. How do you think the school district will take it when they learn she's fucking her students on camera? Oh, and your dear mom. She's going to be awful popular in those lezzie prisons when she's arrested for ****. No, I think the only smart thing you can do is deal me in as your 50% partner... and let Karen know I want to... heh heh... talk to her right away."

"That's all bullshit. You wouldn't--"

"Do not tell me what I would or wouldn't do. I'm sick of fucking drunks with saggy tits and worn-out cunts. I want me some of this young stuff and I intend to get it."

His father gave him a little tap on the cheek. From a distance, it might even have looked like a caress but it wasn't, it was a strike. "I'll be back tomorrow afternoon for my first scene... with you, little sweetie." He walked away from Matt, grabbed Cindi by the shoulders with one hand while he grabbed her ass with the other. "You don't have much ass but I guess that means my dick in your butt will just go farther. See you tomorrow, son. See you tomorrow, slut-girl."

Cindi broke into tears as Matt's dad headed for the exit sign.

"This," she sobbed, "is not how things were supposed to go."