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Drew - 2
by Principal Peter (address withheld)

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We meet Drew's abusive, dim-witted stepfather Joe, who 
treats his stepson as you might expect. (Mb, ped, nc, 
voy, oral, anal)

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PART 2

Twelve year-old Drew Carter entered the quiet house 
hesitantly. He thought that his stepfather was home, and 
he always was careful around him until he knew the 
strange man's mood. Joe Carter's mood was usually not 
good. He was a big, mean, brooding, dull-witted, Fifty 
year-old giant of a man with a latent homosexual streak 
that he denied vehemently while taking his sexual 
frustration out on his young stepson. 

Drew didn't know what his mother saw in this man, unless 
it was just the sense of security he offered. He didn't 
work, really, but received a disability check every 
month from Social Security that when combined with the 
widow's SS check kept a roof over their heads and food 
on the table. Drew knew what Joe got out of the 
arrangement though. He got a pretty, thirty year old, 
submissive wife who put up with his shit without comment 
– and who took a regular beating almost without 
complaint. He also got Drew. The boy had been the object 
of Joe's twisted lust since the young mother had started 
dating the loser.

Drew saw a light under the door to Joe's "Study", which 
had been a third bedroom before he took it over to put 
his computer and "books" there. The only books Drew had 
ever seen Joe read were pornographic paperbacks and 
magazines. The house rule was that no one interrupted 
Joe in his study. This was because Joe used the internet 
primarily to look at gay porn, and Drew's mother wasn't 
supposed to know. Drew figured she probably did, but 
would never say anything about it, any more than she 
would protest the beatings Joe handed her every so 
often. She was completely cowed by the older man, and 
Drew was totally at his mercy. 

The thin twelve year-old stood in front of the door 
indecisively. He was afraid of disturbing the man behind 
it, but wanted to present him with the money he had 
earned to replace the broken window. The window that had 
broken by accident. Drew had been mowing the lawn and 
hit an unseen rock, which had been flung against the 
window, cracking it. Joe had flown into a rage, and 
threatened to beat the boy black and blue if he didn't 
come up with a hundred fifty dollars to fix it. 

Drew knew that there was no way a new window pane cost 
that much, but he also knew that Joe didn't want him to 
be able to pay for the window so that he could beat him 
again. But he had sort of lucked out and had "earned" 
the money when a neighbor down the street had 
blackmailed him into having sex with him. The neighbor 
man had given him the money after raping him. He would 
have to go back again every week for more of the same, 
but at least Dave was gentler than Joe.

The door opened suddenly, snapping Drew from his 
reverie. Joe stood looming over him, his dull face 
shadowed by the room lights behind him.

"What are you doing, standing here?" the big bully 
growled.

"Oh, uh, I was. I was…"

"Come here, Dumbass." Joe said, He grabbed the thin boy 
by an upper arm and dragged him into the small room. The 
big computer screen dominated one wall, over the desk. 
The rest of the room was a cluttered tumble of shelves 
and small tables covered with ripped paperbacks, 
stained, wrinkled magazines and white DVD cases with 
hand-scrawled titles. Joe got the DVDs from an adult 
bookstore across town that made most of its money from 
illegal child porn videos. 

"What do you want?" Joe demanded; his big paw squeezed 
the boy's thin arm painfully. Drew reached into the 
pocket of his tight shorts with his free hand and handed 
the big man a rumpled wad of cash. Joe counted out the 
money slowly. Fortunately, the bills were of large 
denomination, so it didn't take too long. He stared 
dumbly at the money; then looked down at the small boy 
in front of him.

"Where did you get this?" he rumbled, scowling.

"I – I earned it." The boy told him nervously.

"Earned it how?" Joe leaned forward to intimidate the 
twelve year old.

"M – mowing lawns." Drew replied.

"You stole it, didn't you?" the man accused.

"No! No! I earned it! You can ask…" his denial was cut 
short when Joe grabbed him in his powerful arms and 
wrapped him tightly in a bear hug. The wind was squeezed 
from his lungs at the violence of the motion, which took 
him totally by surprise. Joe bent over the boy's face 
and planted a wet kiss on his pink lips. Drew tried to 
twist his head away, but the bigger man grabbed the hair 
at the back of his head in a huge fist and held the 
twelve year old still while he explored the inside of 
Drew's mouth with his thick tongue. 

The perverted older man squeezed his stepson's firm ass 
through his snug-fitting shorts, his thick fingers 
digging into the cleft between his ass cheeks. He ground 
his crotch against the preteen's belly, and Drew could 
feel the hard thick cock through Joe's pants. 

Joe broke the kiss and breathed into his captive's face, 
"I got something to show you." The older man released 
the twelve year old from his grip and took his small 
delicate hand in a beefy paw, leading the reluctant boy 
to the computer desk. Joe sat in the wheeled chair in 
front of the screen and pulled his stepson into his lap. 
Drew was dwarfed by the bear-like man who gripped him 
around the waist. 

Joe wiggled the boy's small body around on his lap until 
his long hard cock settled between the two globes of his 
round ass cheeks. The big man pulled the boy back to 
settle against his chest. One hand rested on the twelve 
year old's stomach, the other on a bare thigh. Drew sat 
stiffly and nervously as this stepfather began rubbing 
his bare leg.

On the computer monitor, Drew saw a website page. It 
showed a young man, older than Drew but obviously a 
teenager. The page showed a bunch of still pictures of 
the teenager in different sexual situations with men. 
There were close-up pictures of the teenager sucking 
cocks, taking them up his ass, and being fondled by 
groups of men. 

"I found this site yesterday," the big man muttered in 
the by's ear. The boy felt Joe's warm breath on his 
neck, which raised goose bumps on his bare arms and 
legs. "Says this kid's eighteen. If he's eighteen I'll 
eat my shorts! But look at the shit this kid does!" He 
clicked on the "members" button and entered the site, 
where there were videos and still photos of the young 
teen performing all sorts of wildly perverted acts. Many 
of them were done with a man whose face was never shown, 
but who the boy – Marc, he called himself – referred to 
as "Daddy". 

Joe showed Drew many clips of the boy pleasing this man: 
sucking and fondling his cock, licking his balls, 
sucking on his asshole and taking his thick rod in the 
ass. Over and over Joe played the short videos. Over and 
over Drew saw the boy's face, belly and ass sprayed with 
semen. And through it all there was Marc's smiling face. 

As he was showing these perverted videos to his stepson, 
Joe's hands wandered over the boy's body. His big rough 
hands explored the bare flesh of Drew's thighs, and slid 
under his loose tank top to feel the ridges of his 
abdominal muscles. Joe slid his hand up the boy's chest 
and tweaked his nipples while he leaned forward and 
nibbled gently on the side of his neck. Drew's breath 
grew ragged from the stimulation, even though it was 
unwanted. He wondered if the teenager on the computer 
monitor felt the same thing, or if he was as wiling a 
participant as he appeared to be. 

His musings were cut short when Joe lifted him from his 
lap and rose from the chair. He yanked the boy's shirt 
up over his head without warning, and grabbed at the top 
of his shorts. He tried to turn away, but the man was 
too strong for him. He grabbed Drew around the waist and 
lifted him off his feet.

"Come here, boy," he grunted as the youth struggled, 
"You and me are gonna have some fun." He carried the boy 
easily as he flailed in the thick arms holding him. Joe 
took Drew to his own bedroom, where he threw him onto 
his twin-size bed. Grabbing the boy's shorts in both 
hands, he yanked them down over his slim legs, leaving 
him wearing just his briefs. These he tore in his 
urgency to remove them, and the preteen lay naked and 
helpless before his attacker. Drew knew from experience 
that yelling and fighting were useless against the 
strong adult, and tried to relax as much as possible, 
knowing what was coming. 

Joe pushed him onto his back, sprawled on the top of his 
bed. The boy felt the man's heavy hand grab his throat 
as he leaned over the boy. Holding his throat with his 
left hand, he grabbed the boy's soft penis and balls 
together in his right. 

"You fucked someone for the money. Didn't you, you 
little slut?" The big man hissed. He gripped the boy's 
tender throat in a jealous rage as he snarled into his 
beautiful young face. Warm spittle landed on the 
frightened preteen's cheeks and lips. 

"No! No!" Drew squeaked. His face turned red as his 
airway was constricted. Despite the child's fear, Joe 
felt the boy's small dick growing hard under his 
manipulation, and took the thin shaft in his hand, 
stroking it to life. 

"You lying sack of shit. If I ever catch you fucking 
some guy I don't know about, I'll rip your nuts off!" So 
saying, he let go of the boy's five-inch penis and 
grabbed his little ball sac, giving it a squeeze. Drew 
gasped as best he could through his restricted airway as 
a feeling of nausea settled into his belly. Joe released 
his grip on the boy's soft neck and Drew sucked in a 
ragged breath. 

"No, no, I won't," the terrified boy lied. He knew he 
would be back at Dave's house on Saturday, and that Dave 
would expect to be using his trim young body for his 
pleasure. He had no choice. Or maybe he wanted to go? He 
couldn't think straight.

Without another word, Joe stood and went to the door to 
shut it. It swung closed but didn't latch, leaving an 
inch-wide gap. He turned back to look at the naked boy 
lying on the bed as he stripped out of his clothes. Drew 
looked at the nude man, his barrel chest and flabby 
belly covered with thick gray hair. His shoulders were 
broad and his arms were muscular. He stood six foot four 
in his bare feet, and weighed three hundred pounds. His 
long hard cock hung below his belly, the end oozing pre-
cum. It was eight inches long, but fairly thin. 

Drew knew he would soon feel it in his asshole, as he 
had felt it for years. Joe approached the bed and 
grabbed a handful of the boy's thick hair, pulling him 
to a sitting position on the edge of the bed. He opened 
his mouth as was required, and Joe slid his thin rod 
between the boy's pouting lips. In his hand, Joe held a 
small video camera. This was a new element in his sexual 
activities, as he had never before recorded the boy as 
he fucked him. 

Joe had read on the website he had just joined that 
other teen boys could send in pictures and videos of 
themselves having sex with men. There was no mention of 
age restrictions, but Joe thought it wouldn't matter as 
long as no mention of the boy's age was made. Besides, 
he was damn sure that "Marc" kid wasn't more than 
fifteen years old, no matter what that website said. 

He zoomed the camera in on Drew's upturned face as he 
slobbered on his meat, just like he had been taught. The 
boy was a really good cocksucker, and had even learned 
to deep-throat his long dick. He thrust his hips forward 
slowly, holding the kid by the back of his head as his 
cock slid down the boy's throat. 

He caught a great shot as a string of drool dripped over 
his lower lip while he gagged on the cock. The big man 
held his cock in the boy's throat, pressing his balls 
against his chin. He focused on his fingers as they 
pinched the boy's nose closed, making it difficult to 
breathe. He loved torturing the kid like this. It gave 
him a real sense of power, which he lacked in his 
everyday life. Joe was able to control the boy and his 
mother, even as his life was controlled by his 
disability, and the paltry sum the fucking government 
allowed him to live on. He took all of his frustrations 
out on this cum-dump and his worthless whore of a 
mother. 

Drew gagged and choked on the cock wedged in his throat, 
struggling to breathe around the hard rod. Joe's pubic 
hair tickled his nose and was sucked into his nostrils 
whenever the cruel man's fingers released his nose for a 
second. His vision darkened around the edges as Joe 
continued to choke him with his long cock. 

Finally, he released the boy's head, and he renewed his 
duties sucking the man's cock. Over the last two years, 
the boy had become quite good at sucking dick, and had 
even come to enjoy it, after a fashion. The feel of the 
veins and ridges under the skin of the penis against his 
tongue had a sensuousness that the abused boy came to 
equate with contentment. Whenever the man spurted his 
slimy load in his mouth, he knew that he had pleased 
him, and had performed his duties well. 

This feeling of accomplishment was worth working 
towards, so he worked on the cock in his mouth with 
gusto, sliding his mouth all the way down to the man's 
balls and sticking his tongue out over his lower lip to 
massage his nut sack with the pink tip. Drew's right 
hand wrapped around the base of his stepfather's cock, 
while his left hand jerked his own. 

Joe let out a long moan, and grabbed the sides of the 
boy's head to pull his face away from his crotch. He 
wanted to record some more video before he came. 

"Assume the position, slut." He growled at the boy. Drew 
scrambled up on his hands and knees on the bed. He put 
his head and shoulders down on the pillow, with his back 
arched up toward Joe and his firm round ass high, 
inviting. Joe took the lube, which the boy kept in his 
nightstand drawer, and squirted a glob onto his pink 
anus, working first one, then two fingers deep inside 
his asshole. The thin preteen moaned into his pillow at 
the intrusion. 

The first few times Joe had raped him, Drew had gone to 
his mother, but she had refused to believe the child, 
insisting at first that he was lying, then dreaming. 
Finally, she had dropped all pretense of disbelief, and 
had suggested that he learn to enjoy it, since this was 
their new life now. So Drew had learned to relax, and 
had grown to understand that this was Joe's way of 
expressing his love for the boy – so his mother told him 
– sharing this most intimate of acts. Drew pushed back 
against the fingers invading his ass, and Joe added a 
third finger, penetrating the boy as deeply as he could 
reach. One of his fingertips found the child's prostate, 
and Drew's cock twitched at the intense sensation.

Joe was recording his fingers sliding in and out of the 
boy's stretched hole with the video camera. He knew this 
would look great to whoever ran that website. He pulled 
his fingers from Drew's ass and rubbed the leftover lube 
on his cock head. He aimed the camera at the boy's 
gaping hole, getting a long close-up shot of the dark 
pink interior, and slipped his cock deep inside with 
practiced ease. Drew moaned again as he felt the 
familiar sensation of Joe's hot cock sliding into his 
anus. Joe spent a few minutes fucking the boy slowly, 
filming his slippery rod as it slid all the way inside 
the pre-teen's ass. 

He picked up the pace and the image in the camera 
jiggled as he fucked the kid. That wasn't good, so he 
slowed down again as he thought. He remembered a picture 
from the new website and decided to try something. He 
pulled his dick from the warm confines of his stepson's 
rectum and told him to lie on his back. The confused boy 
did as he was told. This was a new position for them, 
and Drew didn't know what to expect. Joe leaned forward 
and set the boy's feet on his shoulders, folding him in 
half as he lined his cock up with the child's upturned 
asshole. 

He penetrated the boy and started fucking him like he 
fucked his mother, face to face. This felt really good, 
and he liked being able to see the kid's cock bobbing as 
he fucked him, but he still couldn't get a good shot 
with the camera. He gazed into the boy's beautiful brown 
eyes as he felt his anus clutching at his cock. The boy 
winced occasionally when Joe's belly fell against his 
balls, and Joe liked the look of worry and discomfort on 
the boy's pretty face. But eventually he brought his 
slow-working mind back to the recording problem. He 
slipped his cock from the boy's tight hole reluctantly, 
and yanked the boy off the bed by his arm. 

The naked twelve year-old stood nervously next to the 
bed, sweaty and panting from the exertion of being 
fucked by the big man. The bed creaked in protest as Joe 
lay on it on his back, and motioned for Drew to join 
him. Joe took the boy's narrow hips in his hands and 
guided him until he was straddling the adult man's lap. 
He took his cock in his hand and aligned it with the 
boy's stretch-out hole, and pushed down on Drew's hip 
with his other hand. Drew dropped onto the long pole, 
impaling himself on his stepfather's cock. 

The boy let out a long sigh as he settled onto Joe's 
lap, the long cock buried completely in his gripping 
hole. Joe took the camera and pointed it at the boy's 
sweating face, loving the mingled expression of passion, 
discomfort and lust on his delicate features. Drew put 
his hands on Joe's hairy chest and, without being told, 
started bouncing up and down on his cock. With the video 
camera in one hand, Joe's other hand was free, so he 
started running the free hand all over the boy's body. 

He caressed Drew's smooth, slender thighs, his firm 
belly and muscular chest. He pinched and pulled at the 
boy's tiny nipples drawing cries of mixed passion and 
pain. He focused the camera on the boy's crotch, where 
he could see his cock disappearing into the preteen's 
stretched hole. Drew's hard cock bobbed as he bounced on 
the stiff rod in his ass, and Joe took hold of it to 
jerk it for him. He got another idea, an amazing feat 
for him, and wanted to time things just right. 

He zoomed back and got as much of Drew's bouncing body 
in the shot as he could, panning up and down to get the 
boy's lust-filed face and hard cock on the video. The 
warm light from the lamp on the nightstand glowed on the 
boy's sweat-slicked skin, turning his slim body into a 
golden statue.

Through the space between the door and the frame, Drew's 
mother, Beth, watched as her son bounced happily up and 
down on her husband's cock. Joe liked it when she 
watched, which was why he always left the door ajar, and 
she was somehow drawn back again and again to watch her 
only son being abused by the man she had brought into 
the house. 

At first, when Joe had started raping the little boy, 
she had been angry and horrified, but she was too weak 
to stand up to the giant man. She had used herself as a 
shield whenever she could, though, luring Joe into 
taking his aggression out on her rather than the boy. 
But his lusts were too powerful, and she couldn't keep 
him away from the true target of his desire permanently. 
In time, she had come to accept that Joe had only 
married her to get to her son. 

She knew that she was an attractive woman, still young-
looking at thirty. Her breasts were of a decent size, 
but not large enough to have sagged. Her belly was flat 
and firm. Her hips were narrow and her ass was round and 
hard. Her legs looked long on her five foot three inch 
frame. Her light brown hair was just starting to show 
some gray hair, but she would dye that soon. 

When she put her hair up in a ponytail, she could pass 
for a girl in her early twenties. She leaned against the 
doorway and stared intently at her son's bare back and 
flexing ass cheeks. He had a wonderful body. She watched 
as Joe's long cock disappeared into her son's ass as he 
bounced up and down. 

The thin rod glistened with lubricant, and she could see 
the boy's sphincter stretching out as the shaft slipped 
from his hole. Her hand stole under her short dress into 
her panties, and she masturbated as she watched the 
perverted scene. She had a secret hope that her husband 
would one day invite her to join in his lovemaking with 
her son, and she fantasized about taking the boy's small 
penis into her mouth as he came. 

Joe knew he wouldn't last long, so he jerked at the 
boy's cock more insistently to get the timing right. He 
heard the boy's breathing quicken as his orgasm 
approached, and Joe thrust his hips up to meet the kid's 
descending ass. His cock exploded inside the tight glove 
of the preteen's asshole, spewing hot streams of semen 
deep into his bowels. The boy felt the steaming fluid 
deep inside his young body, and his own cock exploded, 
spraying Joe's belly with thin ropes of preteen sperm. 
The two men – old and young – moaned and gasped through 
their orgasms, sharing the moment together. 

The men's moans and groans hid the sounds of Beth's as 
she came standing in the hallway.

When they had caught their breath, Joe slowly lifted the 
thin preteen off his wilting cock, which slipped out of 
the boy's gaping asshole and landed with a wet smack on 
his abdomen. He guided the boy's ass over his stomach, 
and told him to expel his cum from his ass. Joe filmed a 
close-up of the boy's red-cheeked face as he pushed 
carefully, squirting the cum onto his stepfather's 
sweaty belly. When he was done, Joe told him to lick it 
up, and after a moment's hesitation, Drew crouched over 
the older man's body to lap up their mingled sperm. Joe 
recorded the whole disgusting scene on video.

Beth, still watching from the hallway, wished that it 
were she licking up her boy's semen from her husband's 
hairy belly. 

When Drew was finished, Joe grabbed his face in his 
hands and gently pulled his head up to give him a warm 
wet kiss. He tasted their sperm on the boy's tongue as 
he French kissed him. 

"That was great," he panted into the pre-teen's mouth," 
Let's go send the video right now."

Beth hustled down the hall and into the master bedroom 
when she saw the two coming. She watched as they walked 
naked out of Drew's room and into the study, Joe with 
his arm draped possessively over her son's bare 
shoulders. She locked the door and lay on the bed, her 
fingers buried in her wet pussy. Hopefully, they would 
be busy long enough for her to finish...

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
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 system.
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