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 Matt knew he was a pedophile as soon as his son Jamie was born He couldn't
take his eyes off him.  He thought about him night and day.  When fucking
his wife, June, he imagined it was Jamie beneath him and so was slow and
determined.  June, Matt's wife, was impressed with Matt's prowess in bed.
June was unaware of Matt's pedophillia and so he could love his little
Jamie as a devoted daddy.  He would hold him and kiss him, wash him and
tuck him up in bed.  As Jamie got older.  Matt was tempted to slip his hand
under his son's bedclothes, but never did so.  But when Jamie and June were
out, Matt would go to the washbasket, pull out a pair of his son's used
briefs and rub them over his face as he jerked off.  Matt longed for the
time when he could be alone with his now 4 year old Jamie and love him as
he deserved to be loved.  And then the opportunity presented itself. 
Jamie's granny was suddenly taken ill and June had to rush away to visit
her mum.  "Take Jamie out for a picnic while I am away", said June. 
"You'll both enjoy that".  And so for one whole day, Matt had Jamie all to
himself.  Matt parked the car in the drive and lifted Jamie up into the
front seat.  Daddy fixed Jamie's seatbelt as his son excitedly swung his
chubby legs to and fro.  "Daddy", said Jamie, "I love you very much".  "And
daddy loves you too, Jamie", said Matt.  As Matt drove off, he placed his
hand on Jamie's leg and gave it a loving squeeze.  Matt was in heaven. 
When they arrived at the picnic area, Matt decided to search out a secluded
spot under the trees, well away from any prying eyes.  He held Jamie's hand
and, together, they looked for a suitable spot.  Matt chose a shady area
under a large oak tree and set out the picnic blanket and hamper.  "Daddy",
said Jamie, "I need to do wee wee".  "Okay", said Matt, taking Jamie's
hand, let's go over to that bush.  Once there, Matt sloqwly undid Jamie's
trouser buttons, slipped his hand through the opening and pulled out his
son's little cock.  "We don't want anybody to see my little boy's pee pee,
do we", said Matt, "so I want you to do wee wee in daddy's mouth".  "I do
wee wee now", said Jamie, as his warm boy piss splashed into daddy's mouth.
Daddy eagerly drank it all and kissed the tip of his little boy's cock, as
he tucked it back into his trousers.  "I like picnics", said Jamie as they
walked back to the blanket.  They then ate the food, laughed and joked and
had fun.  How they were both enjoying their picnic as they looked lovingly
into each others eyes.  "Let's sunbathe", said daddy.  "But I haven't
brought my costume", said Jamie.  "No need for costumes on a picnic", said
Matt as he slowly removed his son's clothes until Jamie sat naked on the
blanket.  Then daddy stood up, kicked off his shoes and socks, threw his
t-shirt to the ground, dropped his joggers and took off his underwear. 
Jamie was looking up at his daddy in awe.  How he loved daddy's muscular
arms and legs and his hairy chest.  He was, however, a little puzzled about
daddy's pee pee.  When he had seen daddy naked in the bathroom at home,
daddy's pee pee was fat and hairy, yes, but it hung down between his legs.
Today, his daddy's pee pee was sticking straight up in the air.  "Perhaps
picnics make daddy's pee pee hang upside down", thought Jamie.  Then Jamie
began to giggle:the grass was beginning to tickle his bum bum.  Matt gently
picked up his little boy and, turning him around, kissed Jamie's bum
cheeks. He then ran his tongue up his little boy's hole.  "I hope daddy
realizes that my bum bum might be a little bit smelly", thought Jamie. 
But, nevertheless, he liked what his daddy was doing and loved him even
more.  Daddy then lay Jamie on the blanket and slowly pushed a finger into
his boy's tight little hole.  "Ouch, daddy", said Jamie, "that hurts". 
Matt withdrew his finger and kissed his little boy long and hard.  "I love
you very much", said Matt to his son as he again pushed his finger in that
tight hole.  "Daddy, you are hurting me.  Stop it", shouted Jamie.  "It's
okay, Jamie" said daddy as he pushed his finger in further, tearing the
skin inside that tight hole, "daddy loves you very much".  Jamie screamed
out in pain.  "Daddy that hurts.  Don't do this to me".  But daddy kept
doing it as Jamie shouted out "Stop it daddy, I hate you".  His son's words
were like a red rag to a bull to Matt, for he shouted "Shut the fuck up,
Jamie" as he began to push his fat daddy cock into his boy's tight hole. 
Jamie was struggling and kicking now and even bit his daddy's arm.  Matt
couldn't fuck his boy properly because he kept struggling and wriggling
about.  His cock kept dropping out of his boy's hole.  "Shut up, Jamie",
said Matt as he smashed his clenched fist against his son's head.  How
could he love his son if he kept screaming and wriggling like this?  Matt
was pleased that Jamie stopped struggling.  He knew that his boy would
eventually enjoy being really loved by his daddy and, with that thought, he
ploughed deep into his son until he shot a huge, warm cum load deep inside
his boy's anus.  Matt fell panting on his boy and kissed him passionately.
" Daddy loves you so much, Jamie", he said as he lifted his son up and held
him tight to his chest.  But Jamie's head fell limply back.  There was
blood oozing from his mouth and his little cock was leaking.  In a panic,
Matt felt for his son's pulse.  Nothing.  Matt was now crying inconsolably
as he held his dead son in his arms and kept kissing him as if to bring him
back to like.  "Oh my God", screamed Matt, "what have I done"?