Date: Sun, 24 Apr 2011 02:42:58 -0600 From: Jon Alaris Subject: Perv Family Chapter 4 Perv Family Chapter Four Jon Alaris alarisjon@hotmail.com This story contains sex between adult men and underage boys, as well as bestiality, incest and the use of urination and defecation as sexual acts. If this is illegal where you live, please do not read, likewise if you find this material offensive. Feel free to email me comments, suggestions or questions. A few hours later, Chris was back in his collar and tied to a leg of the table. He was still nude, with only his collar on. Josh, Matt and Jake were at the table, and ready for dinner. I brought over a bowl, engraved with the name Chris on it (bought it from Seamus) and placed it on the floor and then poured water into it. Chris crawled to it and started lapping up the water. "Good boy, guess you're ready for dinner too then" I said and smiled as he looked up at me, panted, and said "Woof" at me. The boys laughed. I walked over to the counter and picked up a bowl of spaghetti that I had set aside. I walked over to here he was and dumped the food onto the floor in front of him. He woofed at me and then started eating. I served the rest of the boys and ate while watching Chris bark at Curly to keep him away from his food. As we watched, I was absolutely certain that everyone at the table had a raging hard-on from watching him. Chris was the dog enthusiast. Josh, a year older, was definitely the one with an oral fixation, blow jobs and rimming were his favorite. Matt had a thing for pain, he enjoyed sex the most when it was rough and brutal. Jake loved pain too, but for him it was more in the realm of being severely spanked and punished. Coincidentally, Jake and Josh were bi. They loved men, they loved keeping it in the family, but they also had a thing for women. Matt and Chris were definitely gay. No girls for them. It was Josh's fantasy to eat a girl out until she came, while having a man plow him from behind at the same time. I had coaxed this out of him just a few weeks ago. Orgasm control was definitely an effective way of getting something out of someone. "Fuck" Jake said, and I was pulled out of my trance. I looked to see what had prompted this, only to see Chris finish the last of his food by giving the floor one very, very long lick. He looked at us while he did it, making sure that we all had the same image of him doing that to our cocks. I let out a breath and looked back to my food, definitely thinking about Chris and my cock. After a few minutes of watching him sit on the floor, I decided to do something about my hard cock and Jake's insubordination. "Jake, let the boys clean up here, and take the dog out. You come with me." I said. Jake looked at me, shuddered for a second and then his cock started to get hard. I laughed as I walked into the living room and through the door that led to the second living room. There were four rooms downstairs: the Kitchen, the living room, the large dining room are and the second living room, where I had all of my toys for the boys. This room was pretty much my torture chamber, I had all of my belts and whips and cuffs and belts hanging on the wall. And the couch was also accompanied by a custom designed table. It was designed to be adjustable, so that I could put one of the boys on it and have complete access to their holes and their cocks. It came in handy for spankings and enemas and other things. But today, I was going to use the couch. I walked over to the wall and pulled down a thick black belt and folded it, feeling the weight of it in my hand. Jake was sitting on the couch and looking at me nervously. I put the belt on one of the tables and sat down on the couch next to him, pulling him over my knees. He knew the drill, his arms stretched out and had his legs spread for me. Giving me access to his ass cheeks. He both hated this and loved it. He usually cried and was angry at me, but he would also always cum for me. I grabbed one cheek, massaged it gently, and then squeezed as hard as I could. He squirmed as I did it. I did the same to the other cheek and watched small red marks appear. I placed my hand flat on his cheek, brought my hand up and waited for a second while Jake tensed. Then, I brought down my hand hard. The sound of my hand hitting his bare ass echoed in the room. I watched as a red imprint of my hand appeared over his cheek. I smiled as I felt my cock get hard. I brought up my hand and brought it down onto his other ass cheek. His hard cock pressed against my leg as I spanked his ass again. As my hand came down on my son's reddening ass, I could hear him whimper and moan as he lifted his ass further up in the air, welcoming the blow of my hand. I massaged his ass again, finding spots where his ass was still unaffected. I began spanking his ass with my bare hand again, finding the soft spots and exploiting them. I stopped when his ass was a vibrant shade of pink. I stopped, turned him over so I could see his face. I smiled, his face was soft and relaxed, a few tears ran down his cheeks and his nose was a bit red. I got up, picked up the belt and moved the boy onto the floor on his hands and knees. I kneeled down next to him and brought down the belt onto his ass. "Fuck!" he screamed as the belt hit across his skin, making a welt, I did it again and felt a wave of satisfaction wash over me as a second welt appeared over his ass. I brought it down again, and again, ten times again as he screamed and cried and his body moved closer to the ground. I grabbed his balls and pulled his ass up into the air again, spreading his legs and then moving over him so that I would straddle him. I gently massaged the area around his asshole, still unaffected and white. I pressed my cock against his back and then brought the belt down as hard as I could. The belt his asshole and as it snapped, it caught his balls. "Whaaaaaaaaaaa! Aagghhhhhh uuuhhhhhhhhhh" He screamed as he fell against the floor and grabbed his balls as he curled up in a ball. I grabbed him, moved him back into position and hit him again. I kept going until my arm hurt and Jake was reduced to a boy crying on the floor. I turned him around and started to massage his balls, they were red and swollen. I grabbed his hard cock and squeezed it. "Does it hurt?" I asked, Jake moaned at me. "Yes, Daddy. It hurts" He whispered. Grabbed his head and pressed my cock against his lips, he opened his mouth and suckled on my cockhead. I kept playing with his cock and balls. I pulled out my cock and walked over in between his legs. I spread his legs and taking me belt, began to hit his thighs. He cried as the belt the inside of his leg. The sound of leather hitting his flesh and the cry almost made me cum. I grabbed his legs again and spread them wide. I looked down at his thighs and his cock and balls and then at the belt. I felt compelled to bring it down onto them. The look on his face as I would do it was very strong. I rose the belt up and ripped down onto his thigh, resisting the urge to really hurt him. Jake gripped the legs of the table and his entire body squirmed as I hit him, he moaned and cried and the sight of tears on his 17 year old face made me want to just fuck him. His legs tensed as he brought his genitals closer to me. I grabbed his balls and squeezed them hard as he moaned "Please do it Daddy and then fuck me please! Please Daddy!" I pulled on his balls hard, grabbed his leg to hold him still and brought down the belt on his balls with everything I could. His entire body convulsed in pain and as he collapsed onto the ground I dropped the belt and took his thighs. As his voice went raspy and the cries began to sound hoarse, I leaned forward and pushed him down as I pressed my cock into his cunt. He grabbed my hair with one hand and my neck with the other and held me very tightly as he cried into my shoulder and bit my collarbone. I slid my cock deep into his pussy and started quickly fucking him. Several thrust later I came inside him. He cried into my shoulder as I ran my hands down his back, sinking my fingernails into his back. I let the feeling of possession and dominance fill me as I thrust one last time into him and brought my son into orgasm. I let him go limp under me before I pulled out and stood up to look down at my boy. He was limp on the floor. His thighs and legs, from his crotch to his knees were red and several welts ran across them. I felt a moment of guilt. And then I saw the look of complete ecstasy on his face, and I felt good. Very very good. I got back down to my knees and lay down on top of him. His arms wrapped around me and he kissed me. "Thank you Daddy" he whispered.