> 

> I have paused in my writing for only a moment, as

Joey has called me to attend to him. I am glad he wants me,

and not my wife or one of my darling children. What is it

this time?

> The magnificent Latino teenage stud is in the

bathroom, getting ready for

>a date. At nineteen, he is a total thing of beauty. Smooth

brown body, well

>muscled abs and pecs. Fully pouty brown nipples. Beautiful

sculpted arms. And then of course that dick. I have never

in my thirty two years seen a

>dick like that. I have seen photos on the internet,

photos I thought were

>doctored, but never a dick like that in reality. Right now

it hangs only

>half hard, over eight inches long and as thick as my

wrist. The balls are

>fat and full. I have come to know that dick well in the

last few weeks. So

>has the rest of my poor family, and it's all my fault.

> "Fuckface, I just took a shit and you are out of

toilet paper. Come here and lick my ass clean!" He says it

casually as he says everything. He seldom needs to lose his

temper or yell. We obey his every wish. We have no choice

any more. He turns and presents the muscular brown globes

of his magnificent ass to me. And as I move in, my tongue

wiggling out of my mouth

>as he likes it, I reflect back on how it all started and

on the horrors we have endured.

> My name is Kirk Jenson, and I am a Baptist Minister,

and I think a good

>one. I have a wonderful congregation and my life was

comfortable and happy.

>I have a beautiful wife named Ellie and two adorable

children, Josh,

 

 

 

>fourteen and Sara, thirteen. They are well behaved and

leaders in their

>Bible lasses. I have only one dark secret in my life about

which I will tell

>you in a moment, and that secret spelled my downfall and

the destruction of my perfect family. But first...

> Ellie was cautious but kind. "I know you want to do

this out of Christian charity, Kirk, but do you think it

wise. I mean, the boy was sent to prison or reform school

or whatever they call it for raping a little girl. A very

little girl!" She was in the prime of life, a beautiful

woman of thirty-two, and you'd never guess she given birth

twice. She looked almost a teen herself.

> "Ellie, the boy paid his debt to society and is

reformed. If we don't

>give him a chance, what kind of Christians are we? Where

can he get a second chance at life. They say he is cured

and fit to re-enter society. I've talked to him, and

although his language is of the street, he is truly

>repentant for his crimes and wants to make a new life for

himself."

> "I understand that, and I sympathize. But Sara is

thirteen. That is such

>an impressionable and delicate age for a young girl. It is

difficult enough

>to go through that time without having a nineteen year old

boy living with

>you and looking at you. Who knows what her presence might

do to him."

> "Ellie, how can he go into life if everyone is afraid

of how he will feel the moment he is with girls? Some

people are saying that that girl who was

>raped was you know...asking for it."

> "Kirk Jenson, you should be ashamed of yourself. She

was not even a teenager yet, she didn't even have breasts.

I doubt she knew what sex was.

>And he raped her five times over two days. He, and I hate

to say this, but

>he stretched her lower parts so badly she had to undergo

surgery."

 

 

 

> "Still, they say he is fine now and needs a chance.

That's why they asked us."

> "And what about Josh. He is at that impressionable age

of fourteen. You know how boys that age look up to other

boys as idols and role models. I should hate to think he

would begin to emulate a Latino Street thug."

> "Ellie, his model is the Lord Jesus Christ. That

should be good enough

>for you. Would Jesus turn this boy away?"

> And so we took him in. He was a handsome devil, I must

say. He almost

>always wore a baseball cap of one color or another. He

had dark flashing

>eyes and a baby smooth face. His mouth had a rather cruel

expression on it

>which made him more handsome but was somewhat daunting. He

didn't speak particularly well, and I thought the excellent

grammar of our own children might teach him something. He

was shy, amazingly so for a muscular hunk his

>age, but I guess he got that from his two years as a guest

of the state. He sometimes stammered and looked at the

floor when he spoke. He shuffled a bit

>and chewed his full lower lip. We all took to him at once,

and I could see that Sara thought he was really handsome,

which of course he was. She batted

>her eyes and flirted every so slightly, and then when he

spoke to her, she smiled and got red in the face and often

giggled. Josh thought our house

>guest was just plain "Neat" and said so over and over.

Josh and Sara are both somewhat sheltered being a

preacher's children and all.

> After giving the boy four days to settle down in his

own room and to

>adjust to our lifestyle, Ellie insisted on having a talk

with him.

> I could see her eyes traveling up and down his muscular

body, sizing up his personality. If her eyes lingered on

the huge lump in his jeans, it was

 

 

 

>only because she knew that he had committed a sin with

that instrument and she was wondering if he was truly

changed.

> "Joey, do you like it here? Are you comfortable?" She

asked, sliding a

>cup of tea over to the boy across the coffee table.

> "Yes Mum." He said shyly. I don't know where he got the

"Mum" from but it was charming. I smiled in spite of

myself. He kind of poked at the cup with

>one of this thick forefingers. He really was a muscular

dude." I ain't never had a real home or family. My life has

been totally fucked up to now, and I

>am grateful to be here with you and the pastor."

> He flashed his eyes at her and smiled to show his

beautiful even white teeth. He could have been a fashion

model.

> "We don't say that word in our house, Joey," my wife

cautioned.

> "Huh? What word? Oh, you mean fuck? Sorry." Joey

squirmed on the couch. I didn't want to make him

uncomfortable.

> "We understand if you slip once in a while at first. We

know where you have been, you used that word all the time."

I smild.

> "Every other fucking sentence. Oh, sorry."

> "It's just that we don't like our children to hear it.

Now, Joey, I need to ask you this, and I am so sorry to

bring up bad memories, but are you

>truly sorry for you sins and for the bad things you did?"

My wife pressed the issue.

> He leaned in toward my wife, his face really close to

hers. He whipped off his baseball cap and held it in his

hands. " I am so fucking sorry. I

>never meant to fuck that little cunt, honest. Shit, I

don't even like pussy

>that young. I mean all she had was a fucking little slit,

no titty mounds yet and no developed cunt. But she was such

a fucking cocktease."

> I couldn't believe the words pouring out of his mouth

and neither could

 

 

 

>Ellie. She seemed hypnotized by his explanation.

> "I mean, honest to God Missus. I was cutting their

lawn, you know, doing

>yard work for them, and the little twat kept saying how

handsome my chest

>was. You know, I didn't wear a shirt cause it was summer

and hot and all. And I would sweat. And she kept watching

me and saying how smooth and

>beautful my chest was. I got a nice chest..." With that,

he unbuttoned the

>stripped shirt he wore and revealed his brown, smooth

chiseled chest and his big full nipples. His nipples were

like erasers. The titty tips stood out from the brown nubs,

and I couldn't help but feel they must be irritated a

>lot rubbing against the material of his shirt. They were

as large as a

>woman's nipples, yet there was nothing unmanly about them.

The boy's face however had a sensuality about it that was

almost feminine, but cruelly so.

> " So this little bitch, I mean girl, sorry, she kept

staring at my tits while I cut the lawn. She would like

lick her lips, you know how little

>cunts do when they are secretly asking to be fucked? You

know, I mean young cunt. The kind that everyone says is too

young to even know anything about

>sex, but you just know from the way that they look at you

that their pussies are dripping for dick!"

> My wife's bosom was rising and falling with labored

breathing. Her eyes

>were glued to the boy's chest and the large nipples riding

his pecs. I could see she was feeling sorry for the

misguided youth. He opened his shirt more

>so that she could see his entire chest. He licked his

lips and went on.

 

 

 "So I was trying to behave, honest to God. I would jerk

off five or six times a day, just so's I would not get a

hard dick in front of the little

>slut. But she wanted it so bad. And one day I was sitting

having a coke,

 

 

 

>sweating like a fucking stallion in heat, and she comes

over and she put out

>a hand and she pinched one of my nipples like this." He

raised one hand and twisted and pulled at one brown teat.

It stuck out like an eraser. I heard

>Ellie gasp and hold her breath.

> "I know now that she needs to be fucked. I understand

what they say about her being too young to fuck and how it

could fuck up her insides and all,

>but she needed and wanted my big brown cock. I know I got

a monster cock.

>All the kids at school made fun of me. They said I could

never even fuck

>cunt cause my prick was too fucking big and maybe I should

go queer, but fuck that. I showed them. I fucked every girl

in the eighth grade who was worth fucking, whether they

wanted to do it or not. I just made them, just

>to prove my cunt stretcher could do it. And that was when

I was not even fully grown yet. I was only nine inches back

then."

> I should explain that I have a six and a half inch

cock, and feel quite

>normal and comfortable with that. I can well imagine how a

boy in the eighth grade with a nine inch dick must suffer.

The Lord tests us in strange ways.

> Ellie looked from the boy's chest down to the unsightly

lump in his jeans.

> "So yeah, my sin was that the little cunt couldn't

really take me, but I forced it into her anyway. I mean,

she wanted it and all, I could tell, even

>though she kept crying and saying take it out. They all do

that. That is just bullshit. They want it, you can tell by

their eyes. I mean, I think most cunts want cock from about

nine or ten on. By the time they are

> thirteen like Sara, they are thinking about dick all

the fucking time. So

>I was trying to help the little bitch out. I mean she has

no right to go around cockteasing like that." With one hand

he reached down and re-arranged

>the growing lump in his pants. He looked at the tea cup.

 

 

 

> "I know I did wrong. I should have fucked her once and

let her go. But I was horny and got carried away, so I

locked her in the garden shed and I fucked her over and

over. The court says five times, but she don't remember

>correctly. She was in shock I guess. I fucked her eight

times in the cunt and four times in the asshole. And I made

her suck my dick for hours.I know her pussy and asshole

were stretched all to hell, but I can't help that. I

>really hope that the surgery gets her cunt back to a

normal size. Pastor

>Jenson...Mrs. Jenson...I am truly sorry for what I done,

and I want to assure you that I have been totally reformed.

I know now that it is a sin to

>fuck cunt that young, even if their pussies are dripping

and they are asking for it. I want to be a better person."

> We sat in silence for a few moments.

> "Well, thank you Joey, for that heartfelt and honest

confession. We like you and want you to feel like part of

our family." My wife smiled at him.

>And he smiled back at her and his eyes burned with an

inner fire that must have been gratification.

> So things got off to a really great start. Joey made

himself at home.

>He often walked around the house in just white briefs,

scratching his naked stomach and his balls. I had to remind

him that he was no longer in an all

>male environment and that my daughter was a sensitive

girl. I caught her several times staring at him. It was

hard not to stare. His balls and cock

>looked so huge in his underpants. I actually felt sorry

for him.

> He also started to hang around with Josh a great deal,

which I thought was

>wonderful for our son. The boy had led a rather sheltered

life. Now he was learning to enjoy urban music and watching

films with Joey. I didn't care

>for the language in some of the songs, but I am not a

prude, and I know that kids today are exposed to many

things. I was trying to teach my son about some of that

myself in fact. I stopped outside Josh's room one

 

 

 

>day and heard some song that he and Joey were listening

to. The lyrics were as follows:

> "Fuck that bitch and stretch her gash.

> Rape her ass and rip that snatch/

> If her brother gives you sass,

> Fuck that fucker in the ass.

> Fuck her mother, fuck her dad

> Make her pussy hurt real bad.

> Fill her belly with a brat

> fuck her brother where he sat.

> Make their lives fucking obscene

> Breed her before she turns thirteen

> Make her brother suck your dick

> Drink you spooge 'til he gets sick.

> When he pukes it on the floor,

> Make him lick it up and drink some more."

> 

> As I say, I am not a prude, but I did think this was

going a bit far. Oh it's only a popular song, you will say,

and I know that, but my son is a

>sensitive boy, rather immature for his age. So I opened

the bedroom door to see Joey dressed in only his tiny white

underpants seated on the bed with

>my son with one arm slung around the boy's neck. They were

kind of bouncing on the bed and reading the lyrics in the

cd booklet. My son looked so happy.

>He is a really handsome boy and I love him dearly.

> "Ah, Joey, could you turn that off for just a sec.

ugh, thanks. I, I don't want to appear unreasonable, but I

don't think...I really don't think

>those song lyrics are appropriate for my son."

> "Awwww, Dad!" Josh made his Awww, Dad face about ten

times a day..it goes with his age.

> "This is a big hit in the city Mr. J." Joey looked up

at me and scratched his big nuts. My God, he is handsome.

> "Be that as it may, it is not a big hit in the home of

a Baptist Minister.

>I hope you can understand that. So we will refrain from

that kind of music.Is that clear?"

 

 

 

> Joey stood up, his prick pushing out the front of his

underpants. And I

>saw my son gaze at it with interest. Joey lifted one arm

and scratched one

>dark haired armpit.

> "Is that so? And what about the kiddie porno sites I

found on your

>computer? Is that off limits for us too?" he smiled at me

like a little boy.

> I saw my son's jaw drop. He looked at up at me.

> I told you about my one dirty little secret. Most

people have them. One little dark corner in an otherwise

bright life. Mine was my habit of

>surfing porno sites and collecting photos of very young

girls and boys. OH I

>know it's a sin. But I would never actually do anything

bad to anyone..I hope you believe that. Unless I was forced

to. I would never actually want

>to hurt a child. I look at the children in my congregation

and a warm feeling fills my body. I love the children. But

fantasy and reality are two

>different things, and I have this fantasy curiosity. I

don't know, maybe that's why I took Joey in in the first

place. Because he crossed the line.

>But anyway, at that moment, when I found out he knew my

secret, had walked

>in my office when I was on-line and gone out again just as

quietly, at that moment, I knew that we, all of us, were at

Joey's mercy. Joey would call the

>shots in our house from now on. And he knew it too! And

that's when the nightmare began.

 

 

 

"Gosh, Look Joey, I can explain that. You are

misunderstanding the child

porn sites on my computer. I am doing research into child

abuse. I am

preparing to write a book on How to help distressed

children. Just like we

took you in. It's not...."

 

 

"Cut the fucking Crap, Asswipe!" This was a Joey I had

never seen

before. He stood there in front of me wearing only his

underpants. His body

was smooth and mostly hariless except for big tufts of dark

hair sprouting

from beneath his armpits. My son Josh sat on the bed

looking up at him as

if he idolized him. "So you was doing research, hey? Then

why were you buck

ass naked and jerking on your dick. And why did you push a

finger into your

asshole? Yeah, I was there for quite some time, Mr. J. Mr.

Jerkoff!"

 

 

 What could I say? I had been caught. My most intimate,

darkest secret was

out. Here I was a man of the cloth. A servant of Our Lord

Jesus. A family

man of reputation, and this Latino thug knew my secret. I

loved photos of

pre-teen pussy. I loved seeing small young kids getting

huge dicks shoved in

their holes. Don't get me wrong I would never do anything

like this in real

life. It was just fantasy. Somehow I ignored the fact that

real kids had to

be used to make these photos and videos. I somehow shut

that out. I was only

indulging in a masturbation fantasy. Surly that is a minor

sin. Oh, I

agonized some nights about it and resolved to never go back

to those cash

 

 

 

and soul consuming sites, but I always did. My dick

dictated me!

 

 

 "Dad, what is he talking about?" Josh asked, looking at

me now. He trusted

me completely. He was such a good fourteen year old boy, so

innocent. I

remembered when I taught him to masturbate. He was so

scared, and I had to

tell him over and over that it was okay to play with your

cock and healthy

and normal. I showed him by jerking my cock in front of

him. I helped him by

massaging his young dick and nuts. He got the hang of it

real quick. I told

him that most boys his age played with their dicks all the

time and that it

was perfectly normal. I said he was awakening to sex. He

should jerk off as

often as he wanted to. You see, I am not one of those stick

in the mud

conservative preachers. I know that kids today need to know

about sex. In

fact I was thinking of having a talk with little Sara, but

I had not yet

formulated how I would go about it in my mind. When I

taught Josh about the

joys of masturbation, I had him sit naked in a chair and

jerk off for me

three times in a row, just so I could see that he had the

hang of it. I have

to admit that I did take some photos, and that I did share

them with some

friends of mine on the porn website I go to. But I didn't

do that in a

sexual way. It was just that I am proud of my son and his

blossoming into a

man, and I wanted to share my pride with some of my fellow

chat guys. And

they sent me photos of their kids doing similar things. My

buddies on the

 

 

 

website kept bothering me for photos of Sara, so I was

trying to figure that

one out. I mean she is thirteen already, and I don't want

to let those

beautiful years go by without some lovely photos of her.

 

 

"Dad, is that why you took those photos of me? Do you get

off on looking

at naked kids? Do you feel that way about me?" Josh looked

horrified.

 

 

 "No, son, you know it's not like that. I am a man of the

Lord. You know

that.I was just trying to teach you to have a healthy

attitude toward sex."

 

 

 "Wait a minute here," My Latino houseguest said, "You

mean he took fucking

bareassed photos of you Josh?"

 

 

Josh looked at Joey.

"Don't say anything, Josh!" I warned.

 

 

 Josh nodded his head. "He told me to get naked and

masturbate and he

took photos.He told me it was just so he could study them

to make sure I was

doing things right." Josh turned red in the face, but not

as red as I did.

 

 

 "You fucking Pervert!" Joey said, scratching the huge

lump in his

underpants. "You are going to pay for that. You are going

to pay for that in

a big way." he walked out of the room laughing, leaving me

alone with my

son.

 

 

"Dad, are you a pervert?" Josh asked me tears in his

eyes.

 

 

"Son, you know I serve the Lord God. I'm a good man,

believe me.Sometimes

I am interested in sexuality it's true. But it is only to

help people.

Remember when I taught you to masturbate how I stripped

naked and did it in

 

 

 

front of you? Do you think I enjoyed that? I was

embarrassed. But I knew

that I wanted to educate you properly, so I did it for you.

Remember when I

had you touch my dick. To feel how hard it was? And when I

felt yours. That

was not an act of perversion. That was a clinical sharing

of information. I

love you, Josh and I would never ever do anything to harm

you in any way.

Now give Dad a hug. I think we had better ask Joey to leave

our home."

 

 

 But that was not to be. Later that day, I called him

into my office.

 

 

"Joey, I am sending you away. We will find a nice play

for you to stay. I

think you are a bad influence on my family, so I would like

you to go."

 

 

He smiled that sexy smile of his, a baseball cap at a

jaunty angle on his

head. One hand ran over his naked chest.

 

 

 'I don't think so, Fuckface. I am staying right here,

and from now on, I

own this fucking house. Do you hear me? I own this house

and I own all of

you. And if you so much as raise your voice in protest, I

will fucking see

that you go to prison. I will have your name all over the

media as a fucking

child molester pervert. Do you fucking understand?"

 

 

I just stood there, a lump in my throat so large, I

could not swallow.

 

 

 "From now, on you and every member of your fucking

family will do

everything I tell them to. If you all obey, you can go on

in public as

before. If you fuck up, you will end up in prison, and your

family will be

ruined. DO YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND, PUSSYFACE?"

 

 

 "Joey, I am a man of God...."

 

 

 

 "Oh, Fuck you and Fuck your God! YOU WANT TO SEE MY GOD?

YOU WANT TO SEE

HIM?" he laughed and opened his jeans and flipped out the

biggest cock I

have ever seen. It was my first real look at it. As I said

before, I have

seen photos of guys with immense dicks, but this was the

first time I saw

one of those cuntstuffers in the flesh. MY jaw dropped

open. It was fucking

awesome. I found myself murmuring a prayer in my head. The

cock hanging like

that from the pants of that Latino thug looked like the

work of Satan. It

was so fucking big. The skin on it was loose and there were

folds in it and

I could not look away. He kicked off his pants and stood

there in blue

boxers with his prick hanging there only half hard and as

big as a salami.

 

 

"It is bigger than you little boy's? Is it bigger than

yours? Ha, ha!" He

flashe me a smile and flicked his fat cock so it swung.

 

 

"You...you put that into a young girl?"

 

 

His smile broadened. "Bet you would have liked to see

that, huh, Mr.

Child Porn watcher. Yeah, I put it in her tight little

pussy over and over

and up her tight little ass. I fucked into her guts until

she grunted like a

pig. I filled her insides with my fuckslop. I slapped her

face with my dick

until it was swollen and red. I worked my fingers up her

cunt while my dick

was in her asshole. I made her say prayers to my cock and

kiss and lick it

after it had fucked her ass. I pissed on her face and made

her drink it. You

like that Pastor Jensen?"

 

 

 "God help you, you fucking sinner."

 

 

 

 "And I went to prison for fucking the little bitch. But

what nobody knows

except you, is she wasn't the only one. I done it to at

least ten others,

some a little older and some a little younger." His muscles

rippled and

tattoo on his arm danced. He was so amazingly sensual and

handsome, it was

like he hypnotized me for a minute. He was pure animal. An

animal who lived

only to fuck. It was true, he was the kind of animal we

wrote and chatted

about on the porno websites. Muscular teenage thugs who

lived only for their

cocks.

 

 

"So, we are going to have a little talk with your

family, about how from

now on I am the boss around here and you all only exist to

serve me! Got

that, Shitface Preacher?"

 

 

 I was trapped. I didn't want to go to prison, and I knew

that I had stuff

on my computer that would send me there. I nodded.

 

 

"Well then to seal the bargain, Suck My Dick!"

 

 

"You want me to...oh, no, Joey. You don't understand. I

am not gay. I

don't do stuff like that. I never have."

 

 

 "Well then, it's time to learn. I have not had a decent

dick suck since I

got out of prison. There you get one or two really good

cocksucks every

night if you are tough enough. Get on your fucking knees

Preacher like you

was praying and open your fucking mouth. I want my big fat

dick sucked!"

 

 

 I was trembling as I fell to my knees, I don't mind

telling you that. This

was a nightmare. I prayed to God to deliver me from this

mess.I cursed

 

 

 

myself for not being more careful with my child porn. I

crawled across the

floor toward his huge fucking cock. He took his balls out

too. They were

smooth and hairless and his nuts looked like oranges. How

could he even walk

comfortably with a prick and nuts like that?

 

 

"Start out by kissing it. I'll have you worshipping it

and praying to it

before long, but for today, just start by kissing it. And

don't forget to

kiss the pisshole, I think I got some leak coming out."

 

 

Sure enough, pre-fuck was already running from his

pissslit. I learned

later, as I got to know Joey and his dick much more

intimately that he

leaked copious amounts. He can soak a bedsheet in minutes

with his pre-fuck.

The fucking sinful animal stood there with his big dick

swinging in my face.

He reached up and tugged at his nipples.

 

 

"Well what the fuck are you waiting for, start to kiss my

fucking dick!"

 

 

"Please, Joey, isn't there some other way to resolve

this? Couldn't we..."

WHAP! He slapped me across the face with his thick cock!

It hurt like hell

and I wondered how the little girl he had raped could take

it.

 

 

 "KISS MY DICK, MOTHERFUCKER, OR I CALL THE POLICE RIGHT

NOW! I DOWNLOADED

ENOUGH SHIT OFF YOUR COMPUTER TO PUT YOU AWAY FOR A LONG

LONG TIME."

 

 

 "Oh Jesus, God, no!" My eyes went over to my computer on

the desk.

"EYES ON MY FUCKING DICK, ASSWIPE. START TO KISS IT NOW!"

 

 

 What kind of youth was this? He wanted me a grown man. A

minister of God

to kiss his teenage cock! I could smell his cock. I could

smell the sex. My

 

 

 

mind was spinning.

What would happen to my life? To my Family? I stuck out my

tongue and

started to lick the meaty shaft of his pink Latino dick. He

was light

skinned down there, not darker brown as I had imagined when

I pictured in my

mind his brutal cunt and ass fuck of that little girl. The

dick did not

smell bad, just a bit sweaty, and a little soapy, and that

smell of sex.

Clear pre-fuck ran from his pisshole. I planted little

kisses on the cock

stalk, fighting back the humiliation I felt. I was not

queer! I loved cunt!

I was not a cocksucker!

 

 

 "Kiss the head. Get that pre-fuck onto your tongue."

 

 

I felt like I would pass out. I mean it. I could hardly

keep my balance as

I licked the head of his teenage dick. My tongue became

coated with the fuck

slime. It ran into my mouth and down my throat.

 

 

"Suck the head of my dick. Just the head!" I opened my

mouth wider to get

the entire head of his fat fuckmeat inside. It was so

fucking big, I had to

respect it. It felt like a huge cucumber in my mouth, only

warmer and more

meaty. And the fucking thing kept leaking. I had to swallow

every few

seconds.

 

 

'You and your family are going to be my sex slaves. I am

going to fuck

your wife, and your daughter and your son. The four of you

are going to

perform every fucking perversion I can think of, just to

please me. Suck my

dick harder if you understand what I am telling you,

Asswipe!"

 

 

 

 I sucked harder on his cockhead. His animal magnetism was

taking me over.

I knelt there in front of him sucking his cockhead. And

then my sweet

wonderful, trusting innocent wife walked into the room!

 

 

 

If the situation hadn't been so damned tragic, it would

have been

funny. There we all were in the living room, having a

meeting with our house

guest, Joey. Joey was explaining to us that from now on, he

was the boss of

the house and we were his total slaves in every way and

form including

sexually. The irony of the situation was not helped by the

fact that my son

Josh was eating a banana at the time.

 

 

How could I explain to them that I was not only a highly

respect Minister

of the Lord, but also an internet porn pervert who love to

look at child

porn? My beautiful wife Ellie looked at me like I was a

stranger. My

gorgeous thirteen year old daughter stared only at the

carpet..perhaps

because she was terrified by looking at Joey's enormous

Latino dick!

 

 

 I don't think Sara had ever seen a penis before, except

when I

intentionally left the bedroom door open when I changed. I

did that now and

then so that she would be gently exposed to the idea of men

and women and

not feel shamed or embarrassed by the male cock. You see,

I am a man of

advanced intellect and have always wanted to expose my

children to the right

things. So she had gotten glimpses of my dick from the time

she was nine or

so. I would for example walk from the bathroom to the

bedroom naked and

then leave the door open as I toweled off and dressed. I

would sometimes

call her in on some pretext..so she would learn to feel

comfortable with

 

 

 

nudity and men. My wife didn't approve, so I never did this

when she was

around Sometimes my dick would erect when talking to my

daughter, but that

too was only natural and I wanted her to accept that as a

part of life. As I

mentioned, I had not yet had that necessary talk with her

about the birds

and bees and the joys of female masturbation or her

developing teenage

pussy. Joey's intrusion into our lives had gotten in the

way of our usual

family interaction.

 

 

My wife was the first to speak after I had explained

that we could all be

ruined by Joey.

 

 

"I have been a loving and faithful wife to you Kirk,

trying to live in

God's light. But if you think I will sacrifice my children

to protect a

sinful perverted secret, you are wrong. I will call the

police."

 

 

She stood.

 

 

"Sit down, bitch!" Joey said fingering his fat dick

which was hanging

out of his boxers. "You ain't heard everything. You see, if

you try to go to

the police or tell anyone about this, I swear that your

children will

suffer! I will cut their fucking beautiful throats if I

have to, and I think

you know I mean what I say!"

 

 

Ellie grew pale and stared down at Joey who was slumped

in a chair. The

she quietly sat back on the couch next to Sara.

 

 

"Such beautiful children you have, Ellie. It would be a

fucking shame if

anything bad happened to them. Daddy exposed as a pervert

and your babies

 

 

 

with faces scarred for life. How horrible. Now if you just

all co-operate

everything will turn out all right. I'm going to have a

little fun here,

rest up, and then,after a few months I will move on and

leave you folks be.

Look at sweet little Sara there. Sara, honey, up until

today, you seemed to

like me. Why are you staring at the floor like that? Look

at me honey."

 

 

Sara slowly lifted her eyes to Joey and she saw him

playing with his fat

dick. She gulped. She was so confused. Poor little angel.

 

 

"What's the matter. Ain't you never seen a boy's dick

before?" She didn't

say anything to him about having seen mine, which was a

blessing, thank the

Lord. I didn't need any further complications at this

point.

 

 

"Little princess, dicks come in all shapes and sizes.

They are the things

that girls like you love most in all the world. All those

pop stars on the

posters on your walls...those guys all have dicks. And they

fuck girls just

like you with them. Fucking is the most fun thing in the

whole world."

 

 

 "Please don't talk like that in front of my children..."

Ellie said.

 

 

 "Please shut the fuck up, Cunt!" Joey snapped back. Then

he turned to

Josh my fourteen year old son.

 

 

 "Josh, get on over here. I want you to show your sister

your dick!"

 

 

I was numb with fear and shame, but my wife stood again

and walked toward

Joey.

 

 

"You leave my children alone, do you hear me, you

perverted monster.

You..."

 

 

 

 Joey stood too. I think he resented having to get up.

His fat dick hung

out of his boxers and swung as he moved. Sara looked at it

in horror, but

she could not take her eyes off it. Joey hauled back one

large hand and

slapped my wife hard. Very hard. She flew back into the

sofa like she had

been hit by a shotgun blast.

 

 

"Look, Cunt. I don't want to hurt you any more than I

have to. But you

better fucking get in line."

 

 

"Please..." I murmured sweat running down from my

armpits and staining my

shirt.

 

 

"Did you say something, Fuckface?" He turned to me. I

too stared at his

big Latino prick.

 

 

"Ahh...no...I...just...Please for the love of God, don't

hurt my family."

Yes, I felt guilty that my secret little fantasy perversion

was causing my

loved ones distress.

 

 

 Ellie curled up in a fetal kind of position on the couch,

but her eyes,

looking wild, never left Joey. He sat back down and now he

took his big

balls out of his boxers too. They were smooth and hairless.

Fat full soft

looking nuts and that beautiful penis. His shirt was open

and he rubbed his

chest and tugged one nipple. He has the softest looking

skin, smooth and

not a blemish. And his eyes were dark and

beautiful..dangerous eyes.

 

 

"Okay, now Josh, we were about to educate your little

sister. So, what say

no more trouble. Show your sis your nice big teenage cock!"

 

 

Poor Josh. He set the banana on the end table and stood

before Sara who

 

 

 

was trembling with fear. He reached to his belt with one

hand, then instead

unzipped his pants. He fished around inside for a bit and

then took his

fourteen year old prick out. It was shrunken with fear and

looked sweet and

boyish. He stood there shaking, with his dick hanging out

in front of his

sister.

 

 

 "Sara can't see it very well like that. It's too small.

How the fuck can

we educate her? Better drop your pants so she can really

see it."

 

 

 Josh looked at Joey. He had grown to like the Latino in

the short time he

had been with us. He had looked up to him as to an older

brother.

 

 

 "Joey I don't think I can do that. It's sick. Don't make

me do that."

Joey looked as if he could snort fire for his flaring

nostrils.

 

 

 "You got ten seconds to drop your trousers and

underpants or I slap your

mom some more. Do you want to see me slap her until her

fucking teeth fall

out? I can do that."

 

 

 Ellie curled up tighter on the couch and whimpered.

Sara sat with her

legs pressed close together and her hands balled in her

crotch. She rocked

slightly as if in a state of shock.

 

 

Josh undid his pants and let them fall to the floor. His

underpants

followed. Now he stood naked from the waist down in front

of his own little

sister.

 

 

 "That's better, but she still can't see it, your shirt

tail is in the way.

Better take off your shirt."

 

 

 

 I could at the time think of nothing worse for a fourteen

year old boy to

do than to have to strip naked in front of his own parents

and little

sister. I have since learned of far greater horrors. Josh's

fingers shook

so, he could hardly remove his shirt. His body was smooth

and pale,

delicate...tender. That wonderful age between little boy

and manhood. His

muscles were not yet developed but they were starting. I

say blushingly of

my own son, that he is a beautiful boy. He stood there

facing his sister on

the couch, his shrunken dicklet sticking out over teenage

balls. He had

grown quite a nice clump of pubic hair in just a few

months. Sweat also

trickled down from his armpits and ran down his naked

torso. His breathing

was heavy and the boy tits on his chest rose and fell with

each breath.

 

 

 "You see Sara. A guys's dick comes in all shapes and

sizes. Look how big

and thick mine is and how small and short your brother's

is. LOOK AT YOUR

BROTHER'S DICK, YOU FUCKING CUNT!"

 

 

 Sara instead turned to me, a pleading look on her face.

"Daddy!"

"Honey, you have to do what Joey says. Look at Josh's

dick, honey."

She turned her pretty head to stare at her brother's

fuckmeat.

 

 

 "Now, Sara, guys dicks are all small like that when they

get scared, and

young Josh here is very scared right now. But when they get

excited over

fresh cunt, a guy's prick gets all big and hard. Josh, why

not show Sara how

your dick looks when it is big and hard?"

 

 

 

 Josh turned to look at Joey. 'You want me to...you....in

front of her..you

want..." he stammered and looked even more scared.

 

 

 'Yeah..play with it. Jerk it. Beat your fuckmeat so it

gets nice and big

and your sister can see how that looks."

 

 

I could see Ellie on the couch staring now at Josh's dick

with a mixture

of horror and curiosity on her face.

 

 

Josh put one hand down and started to tug at his fucker.

I was praying to

the Lord for mercy and help. Sara was rocking and looking

right at the

teenage prick two feet from her face. When would this

nightmare end?

 

 

Josh tugged and pulled at his prick, but it didn't want

to get hard.

 

 

Joey grunted, gently fingering his own half hard dick.

"What are you some

kind of faggot. Would you get hard quicker if you looked at

my dick? Play

with your nipples, that might help."

 

 

"I can't help it, I'm doing the best I can." Josh was

frantic. Pulling

and yanking on his fourteen year old cock. Slowly the

fucker started to

expand. The skin pulled back, the stalk thickened, the

cockhead thrush

forward and my son sported a respectable hard on for

fourteen.

 

 

 "There we go. That's very nice Josh. You are the man!"

Joey laughed. "Now

Look Sara..that is how a boy's dick looks when it fucks

you. When he fucks

into your cunt or your ass or your throat." Sara

whimpered and moaned

slightly, but her eyes stayed on Josh's prick.

 

 

"My prick is twice the size of Josh's, but I am hung like

a fucking bull.

 

 

 

The cunts scream in pain at first when I fuck them,

especially the young

ones, but they learn to love it. They learn to worship my

dick.Josh, go over

and show your mother your hard dick! See, Ellie, see what a

big boy you have

now? How fast kids grow up nowadays, huh? Only yesterday he

was sucking on

your tit for milk, and now look at that nice fat big boy

dick!"

 

 

 Tears filled Josh's eyes. "Mom, I'm sorry.." He muttered

standing in

front of her with his erect prick swaying and bobbing over

his teenage sack.

 

 

"Ellie, look at your son's fucking dick. I won't tell you

again!"

 

 

Elle blinked, tears running down her cheeks and looked at

her beloved

son's fuckmeat.

 

 

 "Now Elle, show your daughter Sara what girls do when

they like a boy.

Show her how a girl makes a boy happy. Lean in and give you

son a nice big

kiss on his dick!"

 

 

Ellie looked at Joey across the room. There was no

violence in her look,

only a gentle pleading. "He's only a boy. Please!"

 

 

"KISS YOUR SON'S DICK, YOU FUCKING CUNTHOLE! PASTOR

JENSON, TELL YOUR

FUCKING BITCH OF A WIFE TO KISS HER SON'S FUCKMEAT!"

 

 

 "Ellie, do what he says. Kiss Josh's cock. Give it a nice

kiss. Please,

Ellie, don't make trouble."

 

 

 Ellie leaned in and puckered her lips. Her lower lip

trembled. Her eyes

fluttered. If I had been a pervert and she had not been my

wife, it would

have really been fucking hot. I mean, a woman forced to

kiss the cock of her

 

 

 

own son! Sara watched more in a state of shock than

anything else.

 

 

"I'm sorry Josh..." Ellie said, and she kissed the shiny

head of her

fourteen year old son's dick. This was really something for

Ellie. She hated

sucking cock. I have tried with her over the years, and it

always repulsed

her.

 

 

"Oh now, that wasn't a very good kiss. Do you want Sara

to get the wrong

impression? You know how much teenage girls love to kiss

and suck their

boyfriends' cuntstuffers. Give that teenage dick a nice

long kiss right on

the head. Right on the pisshole." Joey's dick was growing

thicker and

longer. He was turned on by the scene. My sweet virtuous

religious wife who

had never known any man but me, kissed the head of her

son's prick.

 

 

 "That's it, Bitch. A nice long kiss. You are going to

become very friendly

with that cock in days to come. But for now, show Sara how

a cunt kisses a

guys balls too. You see Sara, most guys don't like all that

smoochy mouth to

mouth kissing. They do that shit just to get the cunt

aroused. What a guy

really likes is to have his dick and balls kissed. To a

guy, the idea of a

goodnight kiss is to have the cunt's face between his

legs."

 

 

Ellie leaned in further and kissed her son's scrotum.

Josh moaned.

 

 

 "Ellie, Sara can't see clearly. Hold Josh's dick to one

side so we can

clearly see you kissing those nuts." My wife kissed Josh's

nuts.

 

 

 

 "Now lick them a little bit. Show Sara how a twat licks

her boyfriend's

balls."

 

 

At that, Ellie looked across the room at Joey with the

most hateful

expression I have ever seen on a face.

 

 

"He is my son, for God's sake!" Spittle flew from her

mouth. Her tits

heaved.

 

 

Joey smiled. "I know! Now lick his fucking balls or I

will cut them

off." Ellie started to lick Josh's scrotum. The boy rose

up on his toes. He

was turned on and could not help it. He didn't want to be,

but what could he

do. I mean, he was getting his nuts licked.

 

 

"You haven't fucked a girl, yet, have you Josh?" Joey

asked, gently

pinching his own prickhead.

 

 

"Ugh..no...not yet." Josh was breathing heavily and his

dick was leaking

now, pre-fuck all over his mom's cheek and hair.

 

 

 "Well, we're going to take care of that real soon.

Okay, Bitch, that is

enough ball licking, don't get fucking carried away. Now

move over Josh and

let your little sister try it!"

 

 

My wife wailed then and fell to the carpet. "OH GOD,

JESUS, NO. NOT HER.

DO WHAT YOU WANT TO ME, BUT NOT HER!"

 

 

 Still seated in his chair, Joey kicked Ellie. "I will

what I want to her,

and to you, and to Josh and to the Reverend here. From now

on, I own you

all!