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Adventures of Perry the Pig - 3
by bLACKFLAg (address defunct)

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Dad uses Perry. Jason joins in to put the little piggy 
through his paces. (MM/b+, ped, v, inc, bd, ws, huml, 
orgy)

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8.


Young Perry was trying to do his homework. But, as 
usual his thoughts kept drifting off. He was 
remembering the hard fuck Aaron had given him this 
morning before school. Aaron had established a regular 
routine of morning sex with him. Perry had to get up 
early, before his parents were awake, even. He had to 
slip into Aaron's room and undress completely. 

Aaron wanted to be wakened to the feel of his slave 
licking his nuts, said it gave him sexy dreams. Perry 
would crawl under the covers and get his head between 
his brother's legs and gently lick at his sweaty 
scrotum until the older boy awoke. Sometimes Aaron 
would by sleeping on his stomach. In that case, Perry 
had been instructed to lick his ass. Either way, when 
Aaron awoke the boy would grab his head and bring it up 
to his usual piss-hard-on. 

Perry would have to open quickly and get it in his 
mouth before Aaron started pissing. As he gulped down 
Aaron's rancid morning brew Aaron would be shoving on 
the back of his head, making him take more and more of 
the hard shaft. Almost immediately Aaron would be 
shooting his morning piss right down his brother's 
gullet. Perry would struggle not to gag or choke, but 
his own little prick would come up hard as Aaron used 
him like a urinal. 

After Aaron had finished his piss he would either lay 
back and let Perry blow him or would turn the kid over 
and fuck him. This morning it had been a fuck, a rough 
one. Perry could still feel the soreness in his ass 
from it. Aaron had been extra horny this morning and 
had fucked him as hard as he could, grunting 
obscenities in his ear until He shot his load deep. 

Perry had loved the brutal treatment and humped his ass 
every time Aaron pushed his cock into him. He could 
also feel where Aaron had gripped his hips and squeezed 
hard as he had pummeled his boy-twat like a pile 
driver. Naturally, Perry had not been allowed to have 
an orgasm of his own. He had felt so frustrated that he 
had actually started sobbing, until Aaron had slapped 
him and shushed him. 

It was then that Aaron told him that his buddies would 
begin to use him at school as well as when they came 
over. 

"And you will do what they want, no matter what, pig." 
Aaron said. "If any of them says to you they gotta use 
the "head" that will be the code word for you, queer. 
You will stop whatever you are doing and follow them. 
You will do what you are told, no matter what. Any 
trouble and you'll find yourself with out any dick for 
a month, got it?"

"Y-yes Sir," Perry had replied. 

After their morning sex Aaron and Perry showered 
together. Perry had to soap every inch of Aaron's hot 
young body and let him rinse off before he was allowed 
to get under the spray himself. He had to hurry and 
wash his own body under Aaron's scrutiny. This morning 
Aaron had ordered him to squat over the drain and shit 
out the remains of his load. Perry had felt like a 
shameful slut doing that, a naked faggot whore. His 
cock ached for release as he felt Aaron's hot cum spurt 
and then dribble from his aching hole.

Aaron made the kid dry him with a big towel afterward. 
Perry would still be dripping and shivering as he ran 
the towel lovingly and carefully over his older 
brother's body. After he was done he was allowed to use 
the same towel, now damp to dry his own flesh. As Aaron 
was brushing his teeth and combing his hair, Perry 
knelt behind him and rimmed the boy's slightly hairy 
asshole. This was his "reward" for taking care of his 
brother's morning needs. 

As the older boy casually brushed and combed his hair 
Perry was on his knees sucking and running his tongue 
up Aaron's ass. Only after Aaron had gotten dressed was 
Perry allowed to begin grooming and dressing himself. 
As the boy picked up his toothbrush Aaron was already 
out the door and down the hall greeting his parents as 
it nothing unusual had taken place, telling them Perry 
would be down soon.

"You know what a sleepyhead he is, "Aaron always said. 
His mother always sighed in the same way; a short 
annoyed expelling of breath. Usually his father would 
say something in a casual joking way but lately when 
Aaron said this his father would be silent, and then 
clear his throat. He also noticed that at the breakfast 
table his father would be watching him intently. 
Lately, his father seemed to always be staring at him. 

Perry couldn't account for it. His father seemed to be 
looking at him the same secret way that Aaron's friends 
looked at him. But, Perry never thought that his own 
father would be looking at him with lust! Surely, his 
Dad couldn't be having the same dirty thoughts as the 
other boys had when they looked at him. Perry was 
worried. He wondered if his father was mad at him or 
something. But the old man never said anything about 
it. 

Perry realized he had been staring at the page in front 
of him for five minutes without comprehending a word. 
He sighed and squirmed a little in his chair. He felt 
warm and nervous. His little cock was half-hard in his 
pants. He decided to move to his bed. He picked up his 
book and moved over to it and flopped down on his 
stomach, spreading the book in front of him. He propped 
his chin in his hands and settled back into reading. 
Dimly he heard his mother leaving in her car, going off 
to visit one of her endless gossipy friends. 

Perry didn't think any more about it. His prick was 
getting harder and he absently ground his hips into his 
mattress. He was feeling even hornier as his thoughts 
drifted to his up-coming tryst with Max. He shivered a 
little when he thought of the man's hirsute body, his 
lovely, jutting cock and what the man would do to him 
with it. He was just about to give up on his boring 
homework and jerk off when he heard his father opening 
the door to his room. Shit! His Dad was walking in on 
him and he had a roaring hard-on! He blushed a little, 
and froze in position. Thank god he was lying on his 
stomach.

Jack walked into the room and, oddly, shut the door. 
Perry looked over his shoulder at him, smiling 
tentatively. "Hey, Dad," he said.

Jack was smiling, but his eyes were nervous. He glanced 
down at his son, his eyes stopping at the boy's shorts-
clad buns. Except for those little shorts the boy was 
nude. Jack let his gaze wander down the child's lean 
back and then down the coltish legs. Not a hair to be 
seen on him, except for a light dusting of peach fuzz 
dusting the nape of his thin neck. And the kid's ass? 
Wow! Those two soft cheeks were so round and sweet 
looking. They looked so small. Perry's slim legs 
stretched out behind him, so sweet and silky, not a 
hair on them. Jack's cock lurched a little in his 
pants. His eyes fastened on the child's rounded butt. 
Those buns might be small, but he had seen Aaron's fat 
cock going up between them and had heard the little boy 
beg for more. 

"Hey, how's my good boy?" Jack replied. His voice 
sounded hoarse and his throat felt dry. He licked his 
lips and shifted his gaze to Perry's cute face. Perry's 
lips looked red and swollen. Jack's cock gave another 
lurch and began to stretch down his leg. He knew why 
Perry's lips looked like that. The boy had been sucking 
cock.

It was true, too. Perry had been summoned into the 
boy's restroom at school half a dozen times by Aaron's 
horny friends. He had spent a lot of time in that 
stinky restroom, giving one or other of the boys' head. 
A couple of them had taken their piss in his mouth as 
well. Now he licked those lips and looked at his Dad.

"Whatcha want, Dad?" He asked, looking back at his 
father with those big blue eyes, his cheeks slightly 
flushed. Perry saw the look of lust in his father's 
eyes, but his mind refused to believe it. His own dad, 
lusting after his little body? No way!

Jack cleared his throat and sat on the corner of the 
bed. "I-I just wanted to have a little talk, son. I 
think it's time we spent some time together..." he 
said, groping about for a way to turn the topic to sex. 
"What's that you're working on?" He asked.

"It's just some reading I have to do for sex-ed," Perry 
replied, his voice dropping in volume. He felt really 
uncomfortable with his father here, acting so 
strangely. What was worse, his hard-on wouldn't go 
down. His embarrassment made him feel hot and the 
sensation was going straight to his cock. He shifted a 
little and his dick gushed a drop of pre-cum into his 
underpants. 

"What are they teaching you kids these days?" Jack 
said, trying to sound casual. He reached out and 
stroked his son's calf, loving the feeling of his soft, 
silky skin.

Perry trembled at his dad's touch. He looked back at 
his book and said, "Oh, you know... Eggs, and sperms 
and like that..." his voice trailed off as he felt his 
Dad's fingers traveling a little higher on his leg, 
touching him softly. The boy suddenly realized his 
father was indeed interested in his body. He couldn't 
believe it, but the man's hot touch brooked no denial.

And Perry was actually warming up to the idea. He had 
always loved his Dad's body. The man was tall and trim, 
and had long silky hairs on his chest. When Perry had 
been a little boy he had loved it when his Dad would 
let him climb up on him in bed and play his fingers 
into that nice hair. He had gotten a giggly thrill from 
rubbing his hand on his father's scratchy beard. 

He remembered that once he had just finished his bath 
and his Daddy had hoisted him up on his furry tummy. 
Perry remembered the way the man's hairs had tickled 
his tiny balls. It made him giggle and his baby-peter 
had gotten longer and stiff. His Daddy had smiled at 
him warmly, love in his eyes, and Perry got a glow of 
happiness and a feeling of security and contentment. 
His dad had laughed at his little stiffy and tweaked it 
playfully. Then his Dad hugged him close and kissed his 
head, calling him his "good boy". Perry had never 
thought about having sex with his Daddy; that incident 
had been when Perry was just a toddler, not even in 
Kindergarten yet.

His Dad was so far above him, like a wonderful god. 
Perry's thoughts flew back to Max telling him to 
"worship his cock". Suddenly Perry knew he wanted to do 
that for his father. He wanted to worship every inch of 
his dad's hot body. He let his father fondle his leg as 
he began to talk.

"You know... how the sperm goes inside a woman and 
finds the egg and a baby is made. This is all about how 
the man's...p-p-penis... gets h-h-hard and... then um, 
he puts it in the woman's vagina and, you know, shoots 
it inside her..." Perry felt his father's hand move 
slowly up the back of his knee and squeezing gently at 
the back of his thigh. He felt like he was babbling. He 
turned his head and looked at his dad again, but the 
man's eyes were firmly fixed on where his hand was 
roaming. "I guess you know all about that though," he 
said softly. 

Jack cleared his throat and looked into his son's eyes. 
"Yes, of course. That's how you and Aaron were made," 
he replied. "But, you know, people don't always do that 
to make babies. People have sex just for fun, too."

"Uh-huh," was all that Perry could think of.

"And, it doesn't always have to be just a man and a 
woman," Jack went on. He moved over to his son's other 
leg and began to rub along its short length softly. 

"I know," Perry said, even more softly.

"What do you know?" Jack asked, he gazed into his son's 
glassy eyes. It was clear the boy was getting turned 
on. Jacks own cock lengthened and hardened until it was 
pounding. 

Perry blushed and licked his lips again. "Um, gosh, I 
know lots about sex. S-s-sometimes even... guys fool 
around with each other..."

"Have you ever done that?" Jack asked, staring right in 
Perry's face.

"Gosh, no, Dad..." Perry said, gulping. 

"Don't lie, son. Haven't you ever, for example, had sex 
with your brother, or one of your friends?" It was then 
that Perry realized with a shock that his father knew 
all about it. He blushed wildly and looked away, 
feeling completely embarrassed and turned-on.

"Well, maybe... a little..." he stammered. 

"I think you have, Perry. I think you know a lot about 
it. The man pushed his hand under the boy's groin. He 
thrilled to find the little stiffy he found there. He 
closed his fingers around in and rubbed into it. Perry 
responded with a low groan. Impulsively he pushed the 
book to the floor and buried his head in his pillow. 
"Ohhh, Dad..." He gasped.

"You know what I think? I think you have had sex not 
only with Aaron, but one of his friends, too. I've seen 
you do it. I saw you sucking their dicks, I saw you 
sitting on Aaron's dick and humping on it. It sure 
looked like you were having a good time.... Jack slid 
his hand from under Perry's steamy crotch. He put his 
hands to the waistband of the boy's shorts and tugged. 
His slid them down a bit, revealing more of Perry's 
white skin.

A thrill of lust went through him as his son slightly 
lifted his hips and let him tug them down his creamy 
thighs.

"Now, I just want to see for myself if your brother 
caused you any damage when he fucked you. I'm going to 
need you to co-operate with me and do everything I 
say." Jack told his son as he slipped the shorts over 
Perry's luscious buns. He licked his lips as they were 
revealed to him in all their pubescent glory.

"Y-yes, Sir," Perry replied, trembling all over, his 
high voice muffled by the pillow. 

Jack slipped the flimsy shorts down the kid's bare 
legs, right off his pink feet and threw them aside. 
Perry's butt was even prettier than he imagined. The 
crappy little video he had watched hardly did it 
justice. Two pink globes like little bubbles arched out 
from his downy spine, pale and peachy, sloping inward 
to form a rosy part. The crack looked a little red like 
it had been rubbed down there. Jack knew with what.

"Looks a little raw honey. Get up on your hands and 
knees so I can have a better look."

Perry hesitated. He was embarrassed about showing his 
hard-on to his Dad. When he didn't do as ordered, his 
father swatted his ass.

"I said get up and show me that ass, boy!" He growled, 
impatiently. 

Perry yelped at the sting. "Yes, Sir! Only..."

"What is it, Son?"

"M-m-my p-penis is hard, Dad!"

Jack laughed. "So? I'm not interested in your little 
pee-pee, boy, I want to see that ass!"

Perry couldn't help but moan with lust when his father 
said this. It made him feel like a little kid again, 
the way his dad had laughed at him and called his cock 
a "pee-pee". He felt totally humiliated by it and he 
flushed hotly. His whole body began to glow with a 
sheen of sweat. He lifted up and got into position, his 
ass up for his father. He spread his legs and let his 
hairless nuts dangle between his thighs. His slim cock 
jutted out stiffly from his hairless groin like a small 
spike of boy-flesh. He hoped his daddy would put him 
down some more, really make him feel like a little kid 
again.

Jack noticed how Perry responded to his verbal abuse. 
His cock gushed more pre-cum into his pants as he 
watched the kid scramble into position for him and wag 
that cute boy-butt. He brought his hands down to them 
and slid his thumbs into the crack. Shit, the tender 
things were like two pillows, soft and resilient, silky 
and smooth, warm and a little damp from the boy's sexy 
sweat. 

Jack could feel the heat rising from the child and 
smell the musky boy odor cooking in the sweet slit. He 
pulled the cheeks apart and gazed in at the child's 
asshole. His cock jerked in his pants when he saw that. 
The kid's inner ass was red with recent friction. His 
little pucker glowed like a hot penny. It was moist 
looking and a little puffy from the abuse it had been 
getting, but it still looked tight, a hot little dimple 
at the center of his ass. Goose pimples rose on his 
buns as the boy experienced the thrill of having his 
naked asshole exposed to his father's view.

"You been lettin' those boys fuck you, Perry?" His 
father asked as he rubbed his fingers into his parted 
ass-valley.

"Y-yes, Sir," Perry said, his voice quivering.

"Sure, looks like you have. You suck Aaron's cock, 
too?"

"Yes," the boy replied, his voice just above a whisper. 

"The other boy, too, right? You suck his cock as well?"

"Yes, Sir."

"You like it, boy? You like it when they put their 
dicks to you?"

"Y-yes, Sir." Perry blushed even more deeply than 
before. Wicked prickly heat flashed through him. It was 
so humiliating to admit this to his dad. Even more 
humiliating to say it while he was on his knees, his 
ass spread, his cock throbbing. Perry felt so low and 
small and cheap.

"Tell me all about it."

"Perry shivered. "I-I suck their cocks, Sir and they f-
fuck me." He admitted.

"How often have you done that with them? More than 
once?"

"Yes, Sir, lots of times. Aaron makes me suck him every 
day, or else he fucks me. And his friends, too. Any 
time they want to I let them. I don't even know how 
many times now. I..." Perry trailed off. His father was 
now touching his hole, pushing his rough finger around 
the steamy muscle and pushing into it. 

"And, you like it, don't you? You like them doing that 
stuff to you?"

"Yes, Sir. I can't seem to say no. Don't be mad at 
Aaron, Daddy. I asked him for it. I begged for it!"

"So, I guess you are nothing but a little sissy faggot. 
You let all those boys fuck you, huh, like some queer 
slut. That what you are, Perry? A faggot? A slut for 
them?"

Perry's cock jerked. "Yes, Sir, I guess I am. I-I can't 
help it! Please don't be mad, Sir. I can't seem to 
control it. Every time one of them offers me their 
cocks, it's like I get this itch up my ass and my mouth 
starts watering.... And, I just can't help it, Sir. I 
know I'm nothing but a little fag..." Perry was shaking 
with emotion as his father probed his sore little 
butthole. 

Jack's head was spinning. He knew the kid was a little 
queer, but it sounded like the kid was cock-crazy as 
well. He noticed how turned on the kid was getting. His 
juicy balls were tightening and pulling up and his 
little dick was squeezing out little drops of clear 
lube. It was clear the kid was enjoying the hell out of 
telling his father these things and admitting what a 
little slut he was, degrading himself like this.

"What else do you do for them, slut? Tell me 
everything. I want to hear you tell me all about what a 
little fag you are and what you like to do for them.

Perry trembled. He knew his dad had hit on what turned 
him on. "I suck them off, even at school. I lick their 
balls and then let them fuck my mouth. I even swallow 
their cum, Sir. I know it's wrong, but I like it. I beg 
them to fuck me. I have to tell them how much I want 
them to do it. I have to call my ass a pussy and a cunt 
and beg them to put their big dicks up my cunt. 
Sometimes they just lay back and I have to get on it 
and do all the work and fuck myself on them. They 
always laugh at me and put me down, but I don't even 
care!"

"And? What else, faggot?"

Perry groaned. His dad was shoving a finger into him, 
pushing it up his quivering boy-pussy. "I... Oh god, 
it's so dirty, Daddy. I can't tell you..."

"Yes, you can. Tell me everything, boy. If you don't 
I'll give your little tail a belting it won't forget. I 
want to know everything, now, tell me!" He jabbed his 
finger in hard, causing the boy to gasp and pant. 

"Oh, Sir! Oh, I have to lick and kiss their asses! Not 
just their buttcheeks, but their assholes! I lick and 
suck on their assholes! Sometimes they aren't very 
clean, but I still do it. I-I have to beg for that, too 
and I do because I want to so bad! And, oh, God, Sir... 
when they have to piss, they just piss on me. And I 
love it! They even piss in my mouth and make me drink 
it!"

Jack shoved his rough finger up to his hand in the kid. 
Perry's pussy was slick inside, like the boy had lubed 
himself. In fact that's just what he had done. Aaron 
had ordered him to keep his boy-cunt lubed at all times 
for his use. Jack sneered as he wriggled his finger 
around up the boy. He brought his other hand back and 
slapped Perry's pale ass. Perry gasped at the sting of 
the man's hand. At the same time he was shamelessly 
pushing his ass back at his father, zings of horny 
pleasure zapping through his guts. 

"So, you act as their toilet and their asswipe as well? 
You really are a slutty pig, aren't you, faggot?" he 
slapped at Perry's butt, reddening it up.

"Y-yes, Sir. I can't seem to help myself." The boy 
sobbed as he took the slaps to his bubble-butt. His 
mind was a whirl of emotions. He was so ashamed to have 
to admit what a dirty queer he was to his own father, 
but at the same time he was incredibly turned on. His 
tits stood out hard from his slender chest and his 
ribcage heaved with heavy breaths. His little prick was 
straining up hard against his bare pubes, smearing them 
with his syrup.

"They were spitting on you too, weren't they? And 
calling you names. Names most boys would fight over if 
they were called those things. And you just took it. 
Did you enjoy that, too? Did you!?" Jack dug his finger 
around, scraping it over the boy's aching prostate. 
Perry whined, his high voice echoing off the walls. 
"Yes, yes!!" He cried out. Tears rolled down his face 
but his cock jerked up and down as he felt his father 
mashing into his love-nut.

Jack pulled his finger out. He stood and brought it to 
Perry's lips. The man's finger was slick with lube and 
the child's own ass-juices. There were a few brown 
streaks on it and some shit under the nail. He pushed 
the tip through Perry's rubbery lips.

"Clean it, slut. Suck on it and clean it up. Show me 
what a piggy fag you are."

Perry went right to work on the big digit. He pursed 
his lips around it and sucked, swirling his tongue over 
it, tasting his own ass on his father's finger. He felt 
his humiliation triple as he realized that it was his 
fuck-finger, the middle one his dad was making his suck 
on. The man bent his other fingers into the "bird" as 
Perry licked and sucked it off. God! His dad was giving 
him the bird and fucking his face with it at the same 
time!" 

His eyes fastened on the huge bulge in the man's pants. 
He could smell his Dad's crotch, so masculine and 
sweaty, not far from his face. Even though he was 
feeling really put down and cheap he hungered for his 
father's cock. His mouth gushed and spit began to leak 
from the corners of his lips. His father was sneering 
down at him and shoving that fuck-finger in and out of 
his wet mouth.

Jack withdrew the finger and wiped it in Perry's soft 
hair. He stepped back and unbuckled his pants. "Well, I 
guess there isn't any reason why I can't enjoy your 
mouth and ass, is there?Perry just knelt on the bed, 
watching in awe as his father dropped his pants and his 
big adult penis flopped out and bounced up at him. The 
boy licked his lips unconsciously.

Jack laughed. He kicked the pants free of his legs and 
whipped off his shirt. He stood before the boy naked, 
his strong body towering over the bare-assed kid.

Perry whimpered like an eager puppy, gazing with lust 
at his father's hairy, muscled body. To the cock-loving 
kid his father was like some horny god, his huge daddy-
dick throbbing up from his furry groin, making his 
little mouth tingle. The man's hot body mesmerized him, 
and he stretched out his thin neck, a tiny line of 
drool running down his round chin.

Jack laughed again and then stepped up to the boy. He 
grabbed the kid's hair and rubbed horny cock over the 
kid's face. "I asked you a question, son, and I expect 
an answer!" He pulled the boy's head back until he was 
staring right up at him. Perry's eyes were deep pools 
of submission. He knew he would do anything his 
masterful Daddy wanted and gladly.

"Yes, Sir!" He managed to squeak.

"You want my cock?"

"Yes, Daddy, I do. Use me like Aaron does, Daddy, 
please! I-I need it, please! Your cock is so big, so 
hard and hairy! I'll do what you want, just let me 
please it for you..."

"Goddamn, you are nothing but a little fairy faggot, 
aren't you? A cocksucker."

"Yes, Sir! Please, let me suck it Daddy! I can't stand 
to just look at it and not have it in my mouth! 
Please?" 

Jack fisted his prick in the kid's face. He slapped the 
wet tip down on Perry's flaring nose. The boy just took 
it, his eyes squinting a bit, but his mouth open, a wet 
hole for his daddy to fuck. The man got a sudden desire 
to degrade the kid. He knew the boy would love it, too. 
He stepped back and let go of the kid's head. He moved 
over to the old easy chair across the room and sat 
down. He spread his hairy legs and grabbed his cock. He 
waved it at the kid.

Get off that bed faggot and crawl to me. You want to be 
treated like a queer? You'd better start actin' like 
one, then. Get down and crawl for my big cock and show 
me what a slut you are. A queer belongs on his knees 
naked, between a man's legs, so get to it... NOW!"

Perry climbed down from the bed and fell to all fours. 
He crawled towards the big man, just as Aaron liked him 
to do, swaying his bubble-butt, making his lips form a 
"o' and licking all around them like some cheap whore. 
Jack laughed at him.

"Sure looks like Aaron's trained you good. Come on, 
baby, come and get your big treat, honey." Jack pushed 
his cock down so that the leaking head was pointing 
right at the crawling kid.

"I want you to show me everything you do for those 
boys. I want to see if you know how to please a man 
like a good little faggot. You know how to please a 
man's cock, slut-boy?"

"Yes, Sir!"

"Get over here now, and show me, girl."

Perry crawled between his father's spread legs and got 
his face up to the man's dick. Immediately he began to 
lick up the underside, his tongue washing the bulging 
cum-tube. He licked up to the sensitive underside, 
tasting the dribbling lube and sighing with utter 
piggish pleasure. He rose up a bit and kissed the tip. 
Jack's cock jumped at the feeling and a fat drop of goo 
pulsed onto his reddish lips. Perry's little tongue 
swiped at the sticky piss-slit and gathered more of the 
tasty stuff into his mouth. 

His Daddy's cock tasted so good! The smell of it drove 
him wild! He leaned in, lapping and kissing 
passionately at the broad, cheesy head, hardly noticing 
that he was whimpering and moaning for it like some 
horny young dog. God, how he wanted it! He really got 
into worshipping his Daddy's thick, hard fuck meat. He 
licked down one side and up the other. He dragged his 
tongue back down the pounding underside and lapped over 
his big hairy nuts. 

Jack's sack hung low, his hot sweaty nuts resting on 
the cushion like two hen's eggs in a moist hairy pouch. 
Perry's head swam with drugged horniness. He loved the 
taste of his father's funky sweaty testicles. He 
thrilled to the thought that they held the seed that 
had bred him. He swirled his tongue under one of them 
and lifted it to his lips. He sucked it in gently and 
slurped on it like it was a big piece of candy. That 
one big nut filled his mouth. The horny boy loved it 
up.

Jack threw back his head and cupped Perry's warm head 
with one hand. "Ahh, that's right, baby, suck Daddy's 
nuts," he moaned, "Please those fuckers with your hot 
little mouth, honey."

Perry did as his daddy wanted. He sucked the big gland, 
lashing his tongue-tip over it and letting it tangle in 
the man's wiry ball hairs. He eased it out and danced 
his taster under the big sac and took in the other one. 
He sucked it in and played with it in his mouth, 
slurping and suckling on it to his heart's content. 

Jack couldn't take the teasing anymore. He wanted to 
feel his faggot son's mouth on his cock. He clutched 
the boy' hair and pulled his face up. He looked down 
and saw Perry's face, contorted with slavish need. He 
grabbed his cock in his fist and pushed the thick knob 
to the boy's lips. "Open up cock-suck," He ordered, his 
voice husky and urgent. 

Perry dropped his jaw at his father's order, opening 
his lips as wide as he could. His tongue wormed around 
in his juicy mouth, just begging for a taste of man-
cock.

Jack stuck the broad meaty flange between the boy's 
lips and saw them immediately close around it. The 
boy's cheeks collapsed and he felt the little wet mouth 
begin to suck. Perry's tender lips sank into the space 
behind the ridge of his dick-head as the child 
suctioned on it. Oh shit, the kid was good! 

Jack felt like getting rough with the boy. From what he 
had seen in the tape, the kid would not only be able to 
take it, he would probably get off on it. Jack had met 
faggots before who loved it when a man took charge and 
used them hard. He remembered one queer in a park 
restroom he'd stopped in. the fag had been stripped and 
made to kneel. 

The men had grabbed his head and fucked his mouth like 
it was a whore's pussy, trading off and forcing him 
from one cock to the next. The little pansy had loved 
it and had taken the roughest treatment. Jack had even 
joined in, slapping the kid around before grabbing his 
ears and plowing his throat. After all four of them had 
shot their loads in him they left the kid groveling 
naked on that dirty restroom floor. The kid was beating 
off as they walked out, writhing on his back, jerking 
his little dick, still begging for more cock. Jack knew 
that Perry was just like that; that he was a pussy-boy 
like that restroom-haunting fag.

"You wanna be a fuckhole slave, Perry? Well, you'd 
better be able to take it. Eat cock, sissy-boy, eat 
cock!" Jack ordered. He sank his cock into the boy's 
face, pushing on the back of his head, forcing the kid 
to take his pounding shaft in.

Perry's prick slapped against his tummy as he felt his 
Daddy get rough with him. He thrilled to the feeling of 
his big cock sliding to the back of his mouth, filling 
it up. He sucked in a breath just as the blunt head 
pressed into the opening of his throat and sank into 
his gullet. He let his thin arms go slack at his sides, 
letting his father control him. 

Jack felt the kid's throat squeeze his cock-shaft as he 
sank in deep. He didn't stop pushing on the boy's head 
until he had sunk every inch into him and his big balls 
were resting against his little chin. He couldn't 
believe how wet and tight it felt. His cock throbbed in 
Perry's gulping throat. He let his whole hard dick soak 
in the warmth, not even caring if the boy passed out on 
his fat cock. Then he pulled the kid up until his whole 
gleaming shaft came out, until just the pounding head 
was still inside. 

He began forcing the boys' head up and down, 
masturbating himself with his son's hot mouth. He began 
to pick up speed, making the boy's fair hair flounce 
about wildly. Perry just went with it, not pulling 
away, wanting this, wanting his hot dad to use his 
slutty mouth. With a shaking hand he reached up and 
lovingly cupped the man's nuts in his small hand. He 
played with his daddy's balls, rubbing and squeezing 
them in his little fingers. Drool leaked out of his 
mouth and ran down his chin and neck. 

Jack rammed the kid down and held the boy there, 
letting his pounding meat soak in the child once again. 
He ground the boy's face into his bush hard, scouring 
Perry's red cheeks with the wiry stuff. He couldn't 
believe how fun this was, working the hot mouth on his 
cock, just as he liked. He held Perry's head in both 
hands and flexed his cock in his tight, gulping throat. 

Perry choked on it, coughing up thick drool. The slimy 
stuff leaked from his lips and into Jack's crotch hair. 
Made the man feel powerful to be choking the fag-boy 
with his cock like that. Perry was grabbing his loins 
and trying feebly to pull away, but Jack held him 
tight. "Take it, you cunt-mouthed faggot!" He growled, 
"Gotta punish you for being a nasty lit-tle queer!" He 
humped up with his thick hips, cramming every inch into 
the boy's convulsing throat.

Finally, he pulled the boy's head up and let his cock 
slide completely out. Perry coughed and gagged. Hot 
strings of saliva strung from his lips, connecting 
obscenely with his father's juicy cock-knob. Jack 
grabbed his dick and slapped Perry's face with it 
repeatedly. He smeared the boy's flushed face with spit 
and cock-snot.

"That what you need, queer? You like that cock fucking 
your face, cunt-lips?" He snarled as he continued to 
beat Perry's face with his thick fucker.

Perry gulped. "Yes, Sir," he replied, his voice hoarse 
and husky. He licked out with his tongue trying to get 
his father's cock back in his mouth. The kid was wild 
for it!

"Say it, cock-freak," Jack ordered, "tell me what you 
need."

"Your cock, Daddy, I need your cock. Please, fuck my 
mouth-cunt some more!"

"Fuck you, you dirty fag! I don't think I wanna fuck 
your filthy mouth anymore. Your mouth is just a toilet, 
isn't it? Isn't it?" Jack smacked Perry's face with his 
cock again.

"Pleeeze?" Perry begged.

"Please what, bitch?"

"Please, can I have your cock?" Perry pleaded. The boy 
was feeling really small and humble now and the 
humiliation was making his cock ache. He wanted his dad 
to really take him down, to make him grovel.

"What will you do for Daddy if he fucks your face for 
you?" 

"Anything! Anything, Daddy. I-I'll swallow your cum for 
you, all of it! I'll drink your piss! I'll lick your 
ass, anything!! I'll let you fuck my ass! Please let me 
have your cock, Sir!"

"You'll LET me have your ass? Shit, you little homo... 
if I want to fuck it I'll fuck it. You'd better learn 
that fast, queer-boy. If I want your ass-cunt you 
spread for me, no questions asked, you got that, boy?"

"Yes, Sir, of course, of course. I'm yours, Daddy, any 
time you say! I'll be a good little queer for you. 
Please let me make your cock feel good, Sir."

Suddenly the door opened and Aaron was standing there. 

"What the fuck? What is going on, Dad?" Aaron stared 
open-mouthed at the sight of his father, and brother, 
the boy on his knees, the both of them stark naked. 
Clearly Perry had been sucking the man's cock and he 
was now pleading for more.

"What the hell does it look like, boy? I'm fucking your 
little queer brother's mouth, just like you do. Why the 
hell should you get all the fun of using him and not 
your old man?"

"What are you talking about?" Aaron cried, sounding 
angry. 

"Don't try and shit me, Aaron. I know all about it. The 
little fairy confessed everything."

"You motherfucker!" Aaron shouted at Perry. "I'm gonna 
beat your queer ass, you asshole!"

"Calm down, son. I was bound to find out sooner or 
later. Since it's no longer a secret, why don't you 
join me, son? We can both use the punk-ass bitch. Your 
mom won't be home for hours. Come on, son. You already 
pimp him out to your friends, don't you? Lets have some 
fun with this little cock-pig." Jack slid his cock over 
Perry's nose and cheeks and then stuffed the head into 
his open lips. "Suck, whore." He ordered.

Aaron watched Perry go down on his dad's big dick. Why 
not? He thought. The sight of the boy taking his dad's 
cock was turning him on. Aaron always had admired his 
father's masculine looks, and hoped he would have a 
body like his someday. He felt his own cock growing in 
his pants. "All right, why the hell not?" He answered 
and pulled his shirt over his head. He tossed it on the 
floor and reached for his belt buckle. 

"Yeah, Aaron-boy, strip down and show this queer your 
cock. Let's show the bitch how to serve two big dicks 
at the same time."

"Shit, Dad, he already knows how to do that! He's a 
fucking pussy at both ends and he loves to have both 
his holes filled. Don't you pussy-bitch?"

"Yes, M-master," Perry replied as his father pulled his 
head off his cock again.

"Master?" Jack laughed. 

"He's my slave bitch and he knows it. That's why I make 
him call me his master." Aaron answered as he bent to 
slide his pants off his muscular legs.

"Well, bitch, you got two masters now," Jack laughed.

"Hell, Dad, any guy who waves his cock in his face is 
his master, ain't that right slave-boy?"

"Yes, Master," Perry admitted, his voice husky. He 
licked out at his dad's cock, catching a drop of hot 
lube that was running down the underside of the man's 
shiny glans.

Aaron grabbed Perry's head by the hair and pulled him 
back. Perry reared up awkwardly and tried to turn 
around. He hissed with the pain to his scalp but did 
not resist his brother. He got to his hands and knees 
and crawled as Aaron pulled him around by the hair.

"Let me show you how to put this bitch though his 
paces, Pop." Aaron said, grinning up at his father. 

Aaron stood naked except for his jockstrap. His teenage 
dick was already tenting the knitted pouch and the 
thick crown was pushing out the waistband. He pulled 
Perry's face up to the grungy pouch and ordered, "Get 
this off me, slave. No hands, just use your mouth."

Perry grabbed the top of the wide band with his teeth. 
Aaron let go of his head and stood with his hands on 
his hips, legs spread slightly. Perry pulled at the 
jock, working it down until Aaron's cock popped out and 
then moved his head down pulling it down the older 
boy's legs. His father laughed and shook his head with 
amazement. Perry's pink boner throbbed with his 
humiliation. He slid the strap down to Aaron's feet, 
his naked ass was thrust up at his father and his face 
was down at his brother's toes. Aaron's feet smelled 
strong, sweaty and dirty. The boy longed to kiss and 
lick at them.

Aaron lifted his big feet and stepped out of the jock. 
He bent over and grabbed Perry's hair again and pulled 
him up. The jock dangled from Perry's lips as he was 
turned around, like a disobedient dog. Aaron pulled his 
face up to show his father. Perry looked at his Dad, 
his eyes shiny, his face flushed, Aaron's dirty 
jockstrap hanging from his mouth. Jack laughed in his 
face, making the boy feel real small and ashamed. 

"Fuck, look at you, you pansy, chewin' on your 
brother's jock like that!" The man chortled. "You like 
the taste of that smelly jock, faggot?"

Perry looked at his father submissively and nodded his 
head. Jack's cock swelled in his fist and another fat 
drop of shiny lube rolled out of the meaty slit at the 
tip. He was really getting into seeing his youngest kid 
acting the faggot slave.

Aaron pulled the jock from Perry's mouth. He then 
pulled it over Perry's head and slid the pouch over the 
kids nose. He tied the straps so that the place where 
the straps joined the pouch, the same spot that nestled 
up against his asshole everyday in gym was hugging into 
the kid's flaring nostrils. Perry's blue eyes peeped 
from the pouch and his mouth was left free. He took a 
deep hit off of the nasty jock and his head began to 
whirl with the thrill it gave him to sniff his 
brother's ass-stink. Aaron straightened up, his cock 
rearing. He was proud to show his Dad how he had the 
little queer under his control. He walked behind the 
kneeling kid and kicked at his ass with a bare foot. 
"What are you, bitch! Tell Dad what you are." He 
ordered. 

"I-I'm a faggot, Sir!" The boy said, "A dicksucking 
homo, a fuckhole."

"That's right you are. Tell me, cunt-lips, did you suck 
off all my buddies today? Did you treat them good, like 
the whore you are?"

"Yes, Sir. I sucked them all, Sir, when ever they 
wanted me to, Master." Perry watched his father fisting 
his big prick as he admitted this. A sneer crept across 
the man's handsome features.

"How many of them did you service with your pussy of a 
mouth, whore?"

"Five, Sir. And some of them wanted me to suck them 
more than once, today, Master."

"Did any of them use your mouth to piss in? Did you 
drink their piss like a good sissy-slave?" Asked Aaron, 
grabbing his own hot prick and stroking it.

"Yes, Sir. They all pissed in my toilet-mouth today, 
Master." The kid admitted.

"Yeah, and did you thank them for letting you drink 
their nasty pee?"

"Yes, Master, I thanked them for pissing in me and 
fucking my mouth, too, just like you told me to." 

"You had better. If my friends are good enough to let 
you have their cocks and what come out of them, you had 
better show them how much you appreciate it, right?"

"Yes, Master." Perry replied. 

"You do appreciate it, don't you?"

"Yes, Master, I love it." Perry admitted. His slim 
prick jerked in front of the two staring at him. Jack 
laughed when he saw that, making Perry feel very humble 
and stupid.

"Tell us what you love, fag. Tell my Dad what you 
need."

"I loved their fucking my pussy mouth. I loved having 
their big pricks shoot cum down my throat. I loved 
every drop of their tasty piss. I need to be a cum and 
piss dump fag for you studs, Sir."

"Did you suck off anyone else? Like a teacher, or the 
janitor? Did you offer your mouth to them, slut?

Perry knew what Aaron was driving at. He was looking 
for an excuse to punish him. He wanted to really 
humiliate him in front of their Dad, to show his power 
over him. He lowered his eyes and answered softly "No, 
Sir."

"No? Didn't I tell you that you were good for one thing 
and one thing only?"

"Yes, Sir."

"And what is that? What are you good for, cunt?"

"To be fucked, Sir."

"Think you're too good to suck the janitor's dick, 
whore-boy?"

"No, Sir, I'm not too good to suck him."

Aaron reached over and picked up his pants. He pulled 
the belt form the loops and threw them back on the 
floor. He doubled it and wrapped the buckle end in his 
fist. Then he thrust it on Perry's face. 

"So, you failed to service a whole lot of dick today. 
You have been a bad little whore, haven't you? What do 
you think I should do with this?" He demanded, pushing 
the tip against Perry's lips. 

"Whatever you want, Sir!' Perry gulped, his pink lips 
brushing the leather held to his face. "Beat my ass, 
Sir. I know I deserve it, Master. I've been a bad 
little whore! Please, beat my ass for me, Sir!" 

"Yeah, smack the bitch, Son. I want to see that. He's 
right. A fairy fag like him needs a beltin'." Jack 
said, jacking his meat.

Aaron set his jaw in a stern frown. "Kiss it, queer. 
Kiss the belt that's going to be whippin' down on your 
whore butt. Kiss!"

Perry shivered and pursed his lips. He gave the belt 
tip a trembling kiss and then licked out at it. His 
father laughed as he did this. 

Aaron walked back behind the boy and raised his arm. 
Perry heard the whoosh of the leather in the air and 
his body nearly convulsed in warm waves of fear and 
excitement. The belt came down on his ass with a 
ringing crack. He felt the pain snap through his pink 
buns and felt the rising welt burn. He cried out, high 
and keen. Aaron snapped him again and the boy howled in 
bone-shaking pain. His cock jumped and tapped his tummy 
as he took the blows. His naked balls tightened to his 
body and the red tip of his wiener drooled a line of 
slime that dangled and swung in the air. 

Aaron rained blow after blow on the kid's upturned ass 
as the boy whined and sobbed. The little slave loved 
the way Aaron was using him. Loved the heat and pain of 
the beating and the humiliation of it. His father 
seemed to be enjoying the show, grinning and fisting 
his dick as he watched. 

Perry felt totally degraded to be naked on his hands 
and knees like this, a dirty jockstrap tied over his 
face and getting beat by his big brother. He felt he 
would shoot off just from the slapping pain being sent 
into his tail. He arched his back up at Aaron's 
swinging blows like a cat. Through his tears and sobs 
he begged for more!"

Once Perry's ass was liberally criss-crossed with red 
welts Aaron threw the belt aside. He put his foot on 
Perry's neck and pushed down so that the boy's head was 
to the carpet.

"Pull your buttcheeks open and show dad your pussy, 
whore!" He demanded. 

Perry did as he was told, getting his slim fingers into 
his raw crack and pulling his whipped ass cheeks wide.

"Fuck him Dad! Fuck the little queer! That's what you 
wanted to do, isn't it?" Aaron cried, his eyes crazed 
and feral. 

Jack looked at the kid spreading his welted buns for 
him and saw the raw naked ring of Perry's ass gape 
open. He jumped up and strode over to the boy and 
kicked his legs wider. 

"Goddamn right I want to fuck this!" He fell to his 
knees behind the kid and slapped his big truncheon into 
the parted crease. He pushed the fat knob right up to 
Perry's ass and let the lips of his dick kiss at 
Perry's slimy, wrinkled bud.

"Get on it, slut-boy!' He growled and pushed the broad 
crown into the yielding ring.

Aaron took his foot away from the kid's slender neck. 
Perry raised his head and pushed his ass back. With a 
whine he began to impale himself on his Father's fat 
cock.

Jack's cock was big. Perry felt the girth of the 
flaring head stretching his ass wide. Pain flashed 
through his hole, sharp and hot. He cried out in agony 
as he moved his body back to get his boy-cunt on it. 
"Oh, it hurts, it hurts!" He squealed.

Jack swung his hand down and gave the boy's asscheeks a 
ringing slap. "Shut up, you little pansy and take it! 
Aaron, shove your cock in his mouth! Go ahead son, and 
shut this bitch's trap for him!"

Aaron dropped to his knees in front of the sweating, 
whining kid and grabbed his hair. He shoved his cock 
straight in Perry's gasping mouth and rammed his head 
down on his hard meat. "SUCK!" He shouted, "Suck it, 
you fucking cock-slut!" He rammed his meat into Perry's 
throat, choking the kid and making him gag furiously. 

Perry shook with pain and gagged on his brother's meat. 
He did his best to adjust his neck to the deep thrust 
of Aaron's hot cock. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he 
was brutally raped. He sobbed around the cock battering 
into his throat as he continued to push his ass back on 
his Dad's thick pole. "I'm being raped! Raped! He 
thought, and the knowledge of it turned him on. He was 
being used as an object, a mere two-ended pussy for his 
two men to fuck and dump their hot cum into. The 
debasing idea made his cock jump and his balls stir 
around in his hairless egg-sack.

His ass began to adjust to his father's cock as he got 
more of it in him. The mushroom head rubbed and mashed 
his little prostate and suddenly the pain was replaced 
by wild pleasure. With a muffled groan he humped on the 
fat meat filling him up until the last inch sank up his 
twitching shitter. He squeezed on the fat base, 
suddenly loving how reamed out his hole felt. 

He took a breath through his pug nose and then started 
to suck hard on Aaron's cock, massaging it with his 
throat muscles and running his tongue under the shaft. 
He began to move his ass, fucking his father's cock in 
and out of his sucking ass-cunt. He let Aaron push and 
pull on his head. His cries of pain became squeals and 
moans of bliss. He gave his body fully to the two, 
letting them use him as roughly and as hard as they 
pleased.

Jack had to admit the kid had a talented pussy for his 
age. The boy's ass-ring squeezed his cock deliciously. 
His soft guts milked the length of his hard fuck-rod 
like a slimy fist. He grabbed the kid's skinny waist 
with his big, rough hands. He almost swooned when he 
felt his fingertips touching around the kid. 

He gripped into the boy's tummy and began to use the 
kid to masturbate with. He pushed and pulled on Perry, 
ramming his cock into to his swinging nuts time and 
again. The boy just took it as it came, allowing his 
hot dad to bounce his welted, smarting buns on his 
bushy crotch. 

Aaron grabbed at his burning ears and used them like a 
pair of handles to fuck the boy's mouth on his cock 
with. Each time he pushed Perry's tear-stained face 
down he humped his hips and growled like a young 
animal. The fucked boy just relaxed his throat and did 
his best to breathe through his nose as Aaron's fat 
cock slid in and out of his gullet. 

Perry felt everything going soft and hazy. His cock was 
straining so hard and taut that his prick looked 
glossy. The pretty little knob at the end was purple 
and leaked a continuous gooey line of clear lube-juice. 
His father was stabbing his hard fucker deeply into 
him, giving his guts a deep ache. Aaron's thrusting 
cock half-suffocated him. Perry didn't care... didn't 
care if they killed him with their raping cocks, so 
long as they used him good. He only hoped he could cum 
off as he died for them.

Jack was close. The boy's ass-chute was twitching and 
jerking around his whole shaft, the stretched sphincter 
clamping and releasing in his hairy dick. He bellowed 
like a lion and sank his cock up the child, humping 
frantically to get every last inch of his pounding 
fucker rammed in the hot, slick tunnel. "Oh SHIT! 
Cumming! Cumming up this hot slutty ASSS!!" He yelled. 
He felt his cock undulate and the cream spewing out. 

The hot stream of fuck-sauce just rocketed out of his 
dick and bathed the boy's fuck-tunnel and his rampant 
meat in the filling flow. He held deeply in the little 
boy and ground his teeth in ecstasy as he shot hot 
quarts of his slime into the boy's bowels. His hands 
kneaded the child's soft belly, just about squeezing 
the air out of the kid. Perry pushed back wildly and 
milked his Daddy's cock as it spunked up him. He felt a 
glow in the pit of his tummy as it filled up with warm 
Daddy-fuck.

Jack heaved the last of his seed up the boy. He brought 
is hands down hard on the boy's red buns as he finished 
his cum. Perry squealed in pain around Aaron's fat cock

"Your turn, Son. Get over here and fuck this cunt like 
he needs." He ordered.

"Yeah, I want to feel that sloppy cunt!" Aaron cried. 
He pulled Perry's head up, freeing his cock from the 
sucking orifice. Perry missed the cock and moved 
forward to get it back in his mouth, making the both of 
them laugh.

"Fuck, what a cock-hound!" Jack guffawed. Perry 
shivered with wanton thrills at his father's jeering 
words.

Jack pulled his softening cock from the boy's tightly 
clamped boy-pussy and stood, swaying a little. Aaron 
scrambled up and got behind the boy. He rammed his cock 
straight up his little brother's ass roughly, hunching 
his hips forward until he was buried totally in Perry's 
slippery pussy. He wrapped his arms around the boy's 
waist and looked up to wink at his dad. 

"Watch this, Pop," He said. Jason put his feet flat on 
the floor and pulled Perry's light body up, He 
straightened his back, Perry's sweaty rear fully staked 
on his meat. Perry felt himself lifted, felt his own 
back held tight to Aaron's strong torso. Aaron stood, 
holding the boy like a big doll and spread his legs 
out. He began to bounce Perry on his cock. 

Perry's toes dangled a few inches from the carpet. He 
spread out over Aaron's chest, his arms dangling behind 
him. His face was a mask of pure joy. Aaron hammered 
his thin pelvis up and out causing Perry's little cock 
to swing up and down in front of him like a tiny 
flagpole in the wind. With Aaron's strong arms holding 
him tight he was completely vulnerable and exposed. His 
tiny tit-points stood out hard from his gleaming chest 
as he took the jolting thrusts up his cummy butthole.

Jack laughed loudly at the sight of the kid being flung 
up and down on Aaron's cock like that. He reached out 
and grabbed the punk's pink nipples and pinched them 
hard, twisting into them with his big strong fingers. 
Parry gasped, drool running from the corner of his 
mouth. His shitter clamped hard on Aaron's prickshaft.

Aaron grunted. "Yeah, do that to him, Dad. His cunt 
really tightens up when you pinch his titties for him." 
Jack grinned evilly and continued to pull and pinch 
Perry's chest points. Perry moaned with pain but thrust 
his chest out for more abuse. 

"Oh, fuck me, squeeze my tits, use me, use me!" He 
yelped.

Jack laughed. He slapped and pinched all down the kid's 
front. Red patches appeared on the boy's slender torso 
from the abuse he was taking. 

"You like this, don't you faggot?" Jack demanded, "You 
like being a fucking sex-toy, a little fuck doll. Fuck 
you, you fucking little homo, fuck you!" The man 
grabbed Perry's jiggling nuts and gave them a hard 
squeeze. Perry screamed, high and loud his voice 
bouncing off the walls. He came!

Perry couldn't help it. The abuse he was taking from 
his father's fist clenching his naked scrotum and 
Aaron's jolting up his guts, mashing his prostate sent 
a fire to his brain. His cock swelled up as hard as a 
pencil stub and his little load popped out, sprinkling 
the floor with watery spunk. Jack laughed in his face 
and squeezed even harder, crushing his little berries 
until they felt bruised and bloated. He squeezed the 
immature semen from his balls like he was using a 
turkey baster. 

That's it, baby, cum off for us! Show us how much you 
love this, queer-boy! Cum you whore, cum!" Jack growled 
as he felt the kid's hot sprinkles of boy-juice hitting 
his legs.

His own manly dick was up hard again from the fun he 
was having with his sons. He let go of the boy's pain-
soaked balls and pinched the head of his little cock, 
forcing more fluid from the tiny pouting piss slit.

Aaron wrapped one arm tightly around Perry's light 
body. He used his other hand to push the boy's flushed 
and wet face down to his father's erection. "Hey, 
bitch, you forgot to clean that up." he growled in 
Perry's ear before bending the kid down. Perry went 
slack-mouthed, a long string of spit drooling over his 
bottom lips. Aaron shoved him towards the big adult 
prick throbbing in front of him. Jack moved up to him 
and watched as Aaron pushed the kid's mouth to his 
dirty dickhead.

He pushed his cock into the warm mouth and sighed with 
pleasure. "You heard your brother, fag, clean my dick 
up like a good slut. Don't want your pussy leavings on 
my big purty cock. Lick it up, cunt."

Perry did as he was told, eagerly sucking off ass-
juices and cum from his father's filthy cock. He tasted 
his own shit on it and lapped it up, swallowing with 
relish.

"Fuck, a shitlicker, too?" The man chuckled.

"Damn right, Pop. He loves to lick shit. The next phase 
in this slave's training is gonna be making him eat my 
shitlogs right outta my ass!" 

"Goddamn, that'll be hot to watch. I'd like to see you 
make this fag into your shitter, boy. Why don't you 
finish fucking him and we'll get right to it."

"You got it, Dad. I got a big load up my ass for him."

Hear that, queer? Your big brother's gonna make you his 
shit-dump. Gonna make you into a real toilet, son." 
Perry groaned around his Dad's prick as he sucked it 
off. He was excited and scared at the same time. He 
didn't know if he could handle swallowing a big turd or 
not, and he wasn't sure if even he could take the 
humiliation of it. But he didn't have much choice. He 
was their slave and he had to do what they wanted. They 
were going to do to him what ever they pleased. Perry 
just grasped his father's hips and let his mouth sink 
down on his big dick as Aaron humped up his aching ass.

He cleaned the cock in his mouth swallowing down the 
bitter and salty flavors of shit and cum. He lapped 
around the base of his father's cock swirling his 
tongue around it as he gulped at the huge knob invading 
his throat. 

Jack felt his bladder swell and ache. The kid's mouth 
was keeping his cock hard, but he knew he could piss 
through it. He pulled Perry's head up, his cock 
slurping free of the boy's moist, sucking lips. 

"Gotta piss, boy. Where do you think I ought to go? 
Huh? Tell me fag-boy. Where do you think I should dump 
all this hot piss?" He shook Perry's head in his fist.

"In my toilet mouth Dad. Piss in my mouth, please? I 
want all your golden juice in my faggot belly, Daddy!" 
Perry whined, lunging at the big dripping dick so close 
to his lips. 

Jack pushed his hips up, sinking the broad head between 
his son's pretty lips. He felt Perry immediately begin 
to suck at it like a straw. The big man let his belly 
relax and felt his piss surge up the shaft. It leapt 
into Perry's mouth and flooded it with rich man-piss. 
Perry let it fill his cheeks until they bulged with it. 
He whipped his tongue over the pissing slit gurgling 
with queer-boy pleasure. He gulped it down, grunting 
like a little pig. He had to swallow fat to keep it 
from spilling out. But try as he might trickles of 
smelly pee ran from the corners of his mouth and down 
his neck. 

"Shit, Dad, that's usin' the little punk. Piss his 
belly full, Pop!" Aaron urged. He pushed his cock deep 
into Perry's ass and held his pelvis to the kid's 
sweating cheeks. He wanted to watch Perry take his 
Dad's piss. 

Jack shook Perry's head again. "Open, whore. I wanna 
see it shooting in your toilet hole."

Perry did as he was told. He held his mouth open for 
his father's strong stream, gulping as best he could 
with his mouth open like that. Tiny drops of piss 
splashed off his teeth and sprinkled his cheeks and 
chin. His lips ran with yellow waste. He looked up at 
his father, so strong and manly above him and the 
corners of his mouth twisted into a sort of smile. His 
eyes were wide with slavish adoration. He let his 
tongue loll out of his mouth and then used the tip to 
caress the bottom of the pissing head.

Jack laughed. "Yeah, you like that, don't you, you 
dirty queer? You love drinking my hot piss up don't 
you, pig-bitch?"

"Uh-huh!" Perry grunted hoarsely between loud satisfied 
gulps. 

Jack lifted his cock and let the last of his dark urine 
flood Perry's eager face. He pissed right on the kid's 
eyeballs and Perry kept his eyes open for it all. Piss 
rained off his cute face and soaked the carpet. Jack 
emptied the last drops into his mouth, then ordered 
Perry to lick the head of his cock clean. After the kid 
was done cleaning his Daddy's cock, Jack lifted his 
foot and pushed Perry's head to the floor with it. He 
ground the kid's face into the piss stained carpet.

"You made a mess, faggot, suck it outta there."

Aaron laughed and began to fuck Perry again, jolting 
the boy's butt and causing him to ram his face into the 
wet fibers. He opened his mouth and sucked at the pile, 
getting fibers of it in his mouth and tasting grit and 
dirt as well as his father's cooling pee. 

"Fuck, that's hot! Gonna cum up this slutty asshole! 
Ugh! Here... faggot... take my fucking scummmm!"

 Aaron froze, his cock buried to the hilt. He clutched 
hard at Perry's hips and dumped heavy globs of hot teen 
cock-snot up the boy's clenching cunt. 

Perry was in heaven. His father's big foot pushed on 
his head, the big toes wriggling on the back of his 
neck. He was sucking piss out of that carpet like a 
fucking dog. And Aaron's hot cock was lurching and 
spewing in his aching hole. Perry's own little dick 
throbbed, unattended. He felt his balls tightening and 
he prayed he wouldn't spurt off. It took every ounce of 
self-possession not to let go and spray the rug with 
his crystal load. He had already cum once without 
permission and knew he would have to endure one of 
Aaron's punishments. He didn't need to make things any 
harder on himself by losing control again.

9.

Aaron ripped his prick out of Perry's ass. He slapped 
Perry's smarting butt hard. "Turn around and clean me, 
asshole!" he demanded. Jack lifted his foot and Perry 
turned and crawled to his brother. He bent his head and 
took the softening cock in his filthy mouth. He sucked 
and licked it clean for his master, ecstatically 
slurping down his men's combined loads, fresh from his 
slutty cunt. While he was doing this Aaron's cock 
twitched and began to pour piss. 

Perry moaned and began gulping at it like a thirsty 
mutt. Aaron didn't say a word and neither did he slow 
his flow for a second the hot stream filled Perry's 
mouth over and over. Perry swallowed fast to keep from 
losing a drop. He knew if he did his face would be 
pressed back into the wet carpet. Aaron slid his 
pissing prick into Perry's throat and pissed straight 
into his stomach. 

Perry's fingers and toes worked in the pile as he felt 
his brother use him like a portable urinal. When Aaron 
had finished pissing he pulled out and turned. He bent 
over placing his hands on his knees. Perry didn't wait 
to be ordered. He crawled close and shoved his wet face 
between Aaron's muscular buttcheeks. He pushed his 
little tongue up the hair-ringed hole and began to suck 
at Aaron's hot asshole lips.

Jack bent over and grabbed the back of Perry's head. He 
pushed roughly, shoving Perry's face hard into Aaron's 
steamy crease. His pug nose was mashed into Aaron's 
sweating butt-flesh cruelly. "Eat Ass, shit-face!" He 
ordered. Perry slithered his tongue deep into Aaron, 
licking around a fat turn buried up there. He relished 
the bitter grittiness he found there. 

He was totally turned on to the way he was being 
treated, his whole slim body tingling. He didn't know 
why he loved the taste of Aaron's shit so much. It was 
actually horrible and tasted as bad as it smelled. He 
should have been puking, but instead the filthy flavor 
and the way he was debasing himself made his cock pound 
and drool. He remembered that Aaron had said he was 
going to make him eat his turds and he began to really 
crave that. 

He wanted to have his brother take him down like that 
in front of his father. He wondered if, afterwards, 
Aaron would tell his friends that he was a shit-eater. 
If he did he'd probably be used for shitting in all the 
time. He thrilled to the horny, humiliating thought. He 
shivered at the idea of big, furry Jason sitting on his 
face and forcing a huge piece of crap down his faggot 
throat. He attacked his brother's shitty hole with more 
gusto, sucking and slobbering on it and wrapping his 
tongue around the fecal log just inside the burning 
hole.

Aaron was groaning and pushing his ass hard into 
Perry's face. "Dig up there, Butt-slave! Get a good 
taste of your fucking dinner!"

"Fuck, that looks like fun, " Jack said, "here, let me 
try that." 

"Sure thing, Pop." Aaron said, straightening up and 
pulling his ass away from the kneeling, naked faggot. 
Perry's tongue popped out of his asshole. It was 
stained brown and his lips were smeared with streaks of 
shit as well. 

Jack grabbed a hank of his blonde hair and pulled his 
face up. He sneered wickedly. "You disgusting little 
pig!" He said, "Look at you. You got shit on your 
fucking tongue. Another guy's shit! You filthy, 
disgusting ass-licking little fag." 

He hocked up a wad of gooey spit in his mouth and spat 
it across the groveling kid's face. Perry whimpered as 
it splattered across his cheeks. Jack released the 
boy's head and Perry fell back, his welted ass resting 
on his heels. He didn't dare try to wipe way his 
father's snot. He just let it drip down his face. Then 
Aaron was stepping up. He also spat and the glob of 
snotty spit hit Perry's nose.

"You lost a load, too. You are always doing that. I 
have told you and told you, you aren't supposed to cum 
unless I say you can and you still do it. What should I 
do about that, bitch?" Aaron's jaw was set in a stern 
frown. 

"P-punish me, S-sir."

"I always punish you and you still do it. When are you 
going to learn to do as you are told? I'm gonna have to 
make this a good one so you'll remember. You like it 
too much when I whip you or kick your faggot ass. But 
this time you are gonna really get it. Spread your 
legs, cunt." Aaron kicked at Perry's thigh. Perry 
spread his legs wider for him, trembling. "I'm sorry, 
Master. I didn't mean to do it... It just happened!"

"Shut the fuck up! Don't talk to either of us unless 
you are spoken to, ever again!"

Perry bowed his head. He knew he was fucking up big 
time with Aaron and he knew his master would be 
unrelenting and merciless. Aaron never gave him a 
break, ever. He felt tears come to his eyes as he tried 
to resign himself to what ever Aaron would do to him.

"What do you think I should do to him, Dad? What should 
this bitch's punishment be?"

"Make him eat your shit, Aaron. That'll teach him 
good."

"Oh, he'll eat it all right. But, that's for later. 
He'll not only eat my fucking shit but he'll beg to do 
it. Right now I'm gonna do something that will hurt him 
good. Make him think twice before he lets his fag clit 
spurt off again, without permission. I'm gonna kick his 
nuts, what do ya think of that?"

Jack's eyes glittered and he smiled at Aaron. "Yeah, 
that will hurt him, bad. Go ahead, Son, it's not like a 
queer like him needs his balls. He's never going to use 
them to breed with. Go ahead and punish those faggy 
little nuts. Let's see you kick 'em hard."

"No! Please! No! NO!!" Perry begged and began to cry, 
"Don't do that, master, please! I'll be good, Sir! 
Jesus, don't kick me there!"

Aaron slapped his face. Perry's head flew to the side, 
flinging off tears and snot into the air. 

"I TOLD YOU TO SHUT UP, WHORE!!" He shouted. He stood 
up and backed up a step.

"Grab them, fucker! Grab them and hold them out for 
me."

Perry was openly crying like a little girl now. He 
reached down with a trembling hand and grabbed his 
nuts. He squeezed them, making them into a little shiny 
ball at the end of his fist. He was so scared, but he 
didn't dare disobey. He held them up for Aaron. What a 
sight it was to see. 

The little boy, crying freely, his tears and snot 
running down his cute face. In his hands, between his 
spread hairless loins he held his own balls in his 
fist, knowing he was going to get them kicked. He felt 
so degraded, so stupid and small. Fear made his stomach 
flop inside him. But his little cock was still as hard 
as a pencil. The fear and degradation only made him 
feel more wildly horny. His whole frame shook with 
conflicting emotions. Then he heard Aaron's next 
command: "Beg," he said.

Jack laughed. He flopped back in the big easy chair and 
sat back to watch. His cock lay across his thigh, 
limber and wet. Despite having cum twice it was filling 
up with blood again, as he enjoyed watching Aaron put 
his faggot son through his paces.

"P-please do it," Perry whimpered and burst into fresh 
tears.

"Not good enough, fag. Do what?" Aaron demanded.

"Ohhh...Goddd...." Perry wailed, "P-please kick my... 
nuts," He sniffed a little and gulped down his snot.

"Your fag, nuts," Aaron corrected.

My fag nuts, sir. Please kick my fag nuts." Perry broke 
down into racking sobs. 

"That's better." Aaron said. He swung his foot out. His 
toes made contact with Perry's balls, right under where 
his fingers held them. The shiny ball in his fist 
pulled away and almost ripped off him. Perry screamed 
like a wounded animal and fell back. He let go of his 
throbbing testicles and rolled around, curling into a 
fetal position, his arms going between his legs. He 
coughed and choked and then wailed loudly. It had been 
the worst pain he ever felt. It ached deep in his body 
and made him feel like throwing up. 

For the first time that evening his prick shrank and 
flopped around limp. But Aaron was not through yet. He 
kicked the kid's exposed ass, ramming his toes into the 
boy's ass-slit. Perry curled up tighter on the floor 
and tucked his head down, tears and snot flowing 
freely. Aaron picked up the belt and began to rain 
blows on the kid's back and sides. Raising red welts on 
his exposed body. All the while his Dad just laughed 
and jerked his cock. 

Aaron finally tired of beating the boy. He let the belt 
drop and huffed a bit. Perry knew it was over for now. 
Slowly he pulled himself together. Wow, that had really 
been intense. The throbbing in his balls began to 
recede a bit, although they still pounded. His cock 
came up again. He moved a little then turned and got up 
on his hands and knees. He crawled over to Aaron, still 
moaning and sobbing and bent down his head to the boy's 
smelly feet. He kissed the toes.

"Thank you Master, thank you for punishing your little 
fag-slave, sir."

"Hey, what did I tell you about speaking without 
permission? You'd better watch that, slut, or I'll 
think up something worse for you."

Perry sighed. He continued to kiss and lick Aaron's 
foot. It was the only way now he could tell his master 
how he felt.

"You ready for my shit, now, toilet-face?"

"Yes, Master, anything, anything!" Perry babbled around 
the toes in his lips. 

"Yeah! Let's see you do that, Aaron! Shit the faggot!"

10.

Aaron kicked at the boy's lips with his wet toes. "Up, 
Pig-boy, up on your knees," he ordered. Perry moved up 
and sat on his heels. Both father and older son noted 
how hard his little-boy cock was from the abuse he was 
receiving. Aaron pointed to it and laughed. "Look at 
that stupid little faggot's weenie, Pop, what do you 
think of that?"

Jack laughed. "I'd say he is horny as hell for your 
turds, Son. It's hard to tell, though, it's so small." 
He looked down at Perry. The boy's blonde head was 
bowed in utter shame. He reached down and pulled the 
boy's head back, bending his neck back so the boy had 
to look at him. Perry was forced to stare up at his 
handsome father's leering face. The man saw how glassy 
his eyes were, his whole face showing his submission to 
him. Made his cock lurch in the air and it drooled out 
a big drop of pre-fuck when he noticed how raw and red 
the boy's lips were.

"Spread your legs wider, whore. I can't see your little 
dink."

Perry trembled. He knew his Dad could see his cock and 
how hard it was. The man was just trying to make him 
feel worse about his little cock. He did as he was 
told, struggling on his knees to spread wider. He also 
thrust his pelvis up for him, his erection wagging 
around in front of him.

"Think I can see it, now. You must be horny, aren't 
you? Are you horny for what your brother has for you?"

Perry felt a stab of fear in his belly. He knew he 
would have to go through with the shit-eating. His 
father's eyes glittered evilly. He knew from looking at 
him that the man would show no mercy, that he would get 
off to his ultimate degradation. Only one answer was 
possible. He felt the fear spreading warmly out to his 
thin arms and legs, making his bald nuts stir. His cock 
jumped.

"Yes, Master," He said, softly. Remembering what they 
wanted from him he began to beg.

"Please, Master, can I eat shit? Can I have your shit 
in my mouth and down my throat? Please?"

Jack laughed again, his deep voice rumbling harshly in 
the room. Aaron brought up his foot and placed it 
squarely on Perry's chest. He pushed the kid until he 
fell back. The boy bent backwards until his head hit 
the carpet. His legs were still folded under him. He 
felt like he was getting all bent like a pretzel. His 
immature muscles strained and trembled. But he was 
still so young and supple that, however uncomfortable 
it might be, he was able to maintain the ridiculous 
posture.

Jason stepped over the kid and placed his big feet at 
either side of Perry's head. Then he crouched down over 
the boy's face, reaching back to spread his firm, 
sweaty butt-cheeks. He sat on Perry's face and squirmed 
a little, wiping his hairy hole on the boy's hot lips. 

Perry sighed with piggish pleasure. He was in his 
favorite place, his head up his brother's hot ass. He 
went right to work, licking around the tough muscle 
between those hard globes, kissing the hot asshole lips 
and sticking his tongue up inside Aaron's dirty colon.

"Yeah, get to work asswipe. Do this for me and I'll let 
you come off as a reward. Eat my fucking shit, toilet 
face."

Perry brightened when he heard that. He was so horny, 
and it had been a long time since Aaron had actually 
allowed him to shoot off. He looked forward to a guilt-
free orgasm, for once. He attacked Aaron's hole 
eagerly. He pushed his pointed tongue up the shit-tube, 
and licked at the end of his turd. He sucked hard at 
the boy's slimy ring, hoping Aaron would shit it out 
and get the whole thing over with soon. Suddenly he 
felt a rush of warm air blast into his mouth and a foul 
odor filling his nostrils. 

"That's it, Son, fart in his fucking mouth! Shit, that 
stinks!" Jack was laughing again. He backed away 
fanning his nose. "God, Aaron, what the hell have you 
been eating anyway?"

Aaron grinned up at his Dad. "A big ole bean burrito. 
Now this fag is going to get it second hand. Gonna make 
him eat my fucking lunch for his dinner." The boy 
grunted, his firm tummy straining and farted again. 
This time Perry could feel tiny spatters of ass juice 
sprinkling his inner cheeks. 

The smell really got to him. It smelled like pure raw 
shit. Perry had always secretly loved sniffing the 
bathroom air after his brother had shit. He had often 
gotten off to sniffing the track marks on his 
underwear. And, of course he had licked plenty of it 
from his asshole when rimming the boy. Now he had no 
choice at all. He was going to get a whole ripe log of 
it. Right in his slave-mouth!

Aaron strained some more and the turd began to slide 
out. It stretched his asshole wide between Perry's 
lips. Perry opened his mouth as wide as he could, 
shaking and going into a kind of fit. His emotions 
overwhelmed him and he began to cry. His tears leaked 
form his eyes and ran down his neck. His little bone 
throbbed at his naked groin. Aaron's hot turd slid over 
his tongue slowly. God, it was awful! Fat, and thick as 
chunky peanut butter, horrible smelling, really nasty! 
The heated stench of it radiated in his mouth and 
seemed to clog his nostrils. Perry gagged and coughed, 
valiantly struggling not to puke. Of course, this only 
made the other two laugh uproariously. 

Perry felt like the lowest most disgusting thing in the 
world. Who ate another guy's shit, let another guy shit 
in his mouth? Only the most perverted, lowest fag in 
existence. He'd never heard of anyone doing what he was 
doing right now. He also knew there was no turning 
back. Once he had swallowed Aaron's shit he would 
always be a toilet. His father was right there 
watching, getting off to it. Aaron would tell the 
others and he would always be known for what he was, a 
little shit eating faggot. 

Aaron grunted and forced more shit from his ass. As he 
did he leaned over and grabbed Perry's erect nipples. 
He pulled and twisted them brutally, knowing it would 
make Perry hotter than hell. His cock boned up hard as 
he luxuriated in shitting right in the little boy's 
mouth. It was the best thing he had done with the kid 
yet. It really felt great, dominating and degrading the 
little queer this way. He knew he'd have to do this 
again, oh yeah, a lot more!

"Unh! Take it, scumbag, take my fuckin' turd!" He 
grunted as he emptied his guts. He wriggled his 
shitting hole on Perry's lips thrilling to how soft and 
warm they felt on his stretched anus. 

"Don't swallow it yet, fucker, just suck on it." He 
ordered. He soon felt the end of it slither from his 
hole. He jumped up, his cock smacking his belly as he 
did. He looked down with triumph seeing Perry's mouth 
full of turd. 

"Look at that, Dad, look at the little fag." He said 
pointing to Perry's face. 

"Goddamn..." Jack chuckled. He leaned over to get a 
better look. He wrinkled his nose at the filthy stench. 
Then he hocked up a huge wad and spit it out. The gooey 
snotty glob splattered over the turd and Perry's 
smeared lips and nose. Perry winced, but kept his mouth 
open, hardly daring to believe in any of this. It 
wasn't possible that he was laying on his back, his 
knees spread wide, his mouth full of shit, his face 
dripping with his father's snot. His slim prick was 
coated now with his slime and it ran down his hairless 
balls. His eyes still streamed with hot tears. He tried 
hard not to spit out the filthy thing in his face. 

"Suck on it, slave. Suck it and slide it in and out of 
your lips, cunt." Aaron ordered. 

Perry did as he was told. He let his cheeks collapse 
around the nasty turd and pushed it in and out, 
smearing his red lips with brown filth. He tried to 
make believe it was a fat cock and it became a little 
easier. It was about the size of one of the boy's 
cocks, just about. Except a cock never had tasted this 
awful, even after being fucked up his ass.

"Now chew it," his father demanded. 

Perry's lips quivered and twitched. He forced himself 
to bite into the shit. He felt it squishing over his 
teeth and shivered. The released flavors and heat 
assailed his senses. His belly heaved. 

"Don't you dare, fucker. You puke on that and you'll be 
fucking sorry!" Aaron snarled. 

"Just chew it up and flush it down your sewer throat." 
Do it!"

Perry gulped down his barf and continued to chew. His 
mind raced to find a way to deal with this. He slowly 
began to adjust to it. After all, it was Aaron's shit, 
fresh from his beautiful ass. Perry had worshiped that 
ass so many times, couldn't get enough of it and the 
way it smelled. His shit was a lot more intense, like a 
concentrated dose of what he got every day. He warmed 
to the idea, and then became inflamed by it. It was too 
late to go back anyway. He had to admit, nasty as it 
was, it tasted like the boy he desired the most in this 
world. He would do anything for him, even this.

He began to chew more enthusiastically. God, it was 
actually Aaron's shit and he was eating it, getting the 
full flavor of it. He actually started to feel grateful 
that Aaron had given it to him. He steeled himself to 
swallow. His mind rebelled against it. Swallowing dirty 
shit! Nothing could be worse in the whole world. But he 
knew he had no choice. His mouth was filling with 
saliva and he had to swallow or suffocate. 

He gulped down his first piece of male shit, feeling it 
slide like a lump of lead into his belly. He gagged 
again and shivered all over. He raised his eyes and saw 
them, watching him, getting off to it, loving what he 
was doing for them. He realized that he was pleasing 
his men and for some reason it made him want to do it 
again. He gulped down more and more until his mouth was 
empty. The next few lumps made him feel suddenly hungry 
for more. He wished he hadn't swallowed it so fast. He 
suddenly craved more to savor and enjoy. He knew for 
sure then that a slave like him was also meant to be a 
toilet. He actually liked it, was starting to really 
get off to it. He wanted more!

"God, the little shit-face really did it! He ate your 
fucking shit!" Jack exclaimed, his eyes bugging out, 
his cock pounding. 

Aaron laughed. "I always knew he would. The fucker 
loves slurping up a dirty ass."

Once again, the jock teen straddled the submissive kid 
and squatted over his face. Perry gazed up, licking his 
brown lips. Aaron's shitty ass-pucker was nearly at his 
lips again. Perry couldn't help sticking out his 
stained tongue and licking at it. 

"Want more, butt-sucker?" Aaron taunted, rising up just 
out of Perry's reach. 

The boy whimpered. "Please, Master?" he begged, "Please 
feed me more, Sir. I want to eat it all for you, 
please!"

"What are you, boy?" Jack demanded, "Tell us both what 
you are now."

"Tell us, bitch, or I won't give you any more." Aaron 
said.

"I'm your toilet, Sir."

"Goddamn, right. You are just a fucking toilet. Are you 
gonna be a toilet for Dad, too, if he wants that?"

"Yes, Master."

"And for my buddies, too. You want me to tell them you 
eat shit and let them dump in you?" 

"Yes, Master." Perry shuddered all over. He knew his 
life as a normal twelve-year-old boy was ending. From 
now on he would be nothing more than a fuck-toy and a 
toilet hole for the big boys. 

"You are a sick, twisted mother fucker. Open up and get 
your fucking dinner, you pig."

Aaron lowered his ass back to Perry's grateful lips. He 
pushed and dropped another big turd down Perry's 
tongue. 

Perry groaned and sucked it, chewing it right out of 
his big brother's hot ass. When Aaron had emptied the 
last bit of it in him and he had finished gulping it 
down he licked the boy's asshole, cleaning it like he 
knew Aaron would want. Aaron was beating his meat now, 
getting ready to blow off. Treating Perry like this was 
such a thrill. 

He knew he had the boy under his thumb for the rest of 
his life. He wiped his ass all over the boy's lips and 
nose, bucking his hips. Then, he stood, his cock 
pounding with the power he felt over the young boy. He 
stared down at the shit-smeared face and laughed, 
gripping his cock, ready to beat off and shoot on the 
brown-nosing punk. His father was in about the same 
condition. The muscular man gripped his hose, which had 
now regained it's full rigidity. It was at that moment 
that they heard the phone ring in the next room.

That kind of brought the other two back down to 
reality. They looked at each other, with puzzled looks. 

"Who the hell is that?" Jack muttered. He left the room 
to answer it. He was gone for a few minutes and the 
boys could hear his talking. Then he was raising his 
voice, sounding angry. They heard the phone crashing 
back in its cradle and then Jack returned, slamming the 
door wide open as he passed through it. His face was a 
mask of frustration.

"What's the matter, Dad?" Aaron asked, "Who was that?"

"Christ! It was your mother... She's drunk again. She's 
going to spend the night at Clarissa's. I swear, those 
two fucking whores! Whenever they get together it's 
always the same fucking story! I don't know what your 
mother sees in that woman, she's a fucking alkie. I 
think she's turning your mom into one as well." Jack 
shook his head and scowled. 

"What a drag, Dad." What are we going to do for 
dinner?" Aaron asked.

"Dinner...? Ha! Dinner... Hell, I guess I'll just order 
a pizza, or something..." the mans said, looking right 
through the boys, lost in a momentary thought. Then his 
eyes lit on young Perry. He suddenly realized the 
freedom this gave him, having his wife gone for the 
night. Sure, he was pissed as hell at her. Now he had 
someone to take out his passions on. He grinned evilly 
down at the shit-smeared child. 

"Never mind... We will make due just fine without her. 
In the meantime, Change of fucking plans! Looks like 
we're gonna be able to use this queer some more, 
tonight. Let's really take him down, Aaron, have some 
fun with the bitch."

"You're right, Pop! We can do what ever we like with 
him, now! Let's get that Pizza and then we'll fuck him 
up good!"

Jack went out to the garage and returned with some 
rope. He tied the kid's arms behind his back, and then 
tied his ankles together. He picked the light kid up 
and threw him over his shoulder. He carried the kid up 
to the attic, Aaron padding along behind. In the attic 
Jack found what he was looking for. There were large 
hooks in the ceiling that he used to hang his bike 
from, before he had sold it. He hung the boy by his 
wrists from it and stepped back to admire the sight. 

Continued in part 4...

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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