Date: Sun, 24 Apr 2011 02:44:04 -0600 From: Jon Alaris Subject: Perv Family Chapter 5 Perv Family Chapter Five 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. I woke up to the sound of a small scream. Although this was usual here, I still got up to check, because you never knew. As I walked out of my room I noticed that Jake's light was still on, so was the one in the living room. I took the stairs two at a time and walked into my living room o see my pervy little boy on the floor, on his back and the dog in the same position. Both of them connected by the ass. I smiled as I walked over to them and noticed that small tears ran down the cheeks of my boy. Curly's legs were spread wide, same as that of Chris. His balls were tight against his rock hard cock and a small whimper came out his lips when the dog moved slightly. "He knotted me, Dad" he whined. I chuckled, "But you love that boy" I said and knelt down in front of them. "I know, but this time I wasn't ready. He went too fast and I passed out" He said. I looked down at him, from his stretched out ass to his arms stretched out over his head. I ran my hand down his body and came to rest where the dog was pumping him full of cum. I very slowly wiggled my finger into his hole, making him wince in pain. I pulled my finger out, and stuck it into his mouth. He looked up at me and started sucking it hungrily. I kept doing this until the dog suddenly flipped over and pulled his cock out. Chris gave a small gasp and closed his eyes. I stood up over him and taking him by the armpits, picked him up to his knees. He was shaky and weak and barely able to stay upright. I leaned down and whispered into his ear. "Push it out" He looked up at me, and I realized just how tired he was, there were bags under his eyes and his face was covered in sweat, making his hair clump. But nonetheless, my fucking little perv of a son did as he was told. His face contorted for a second and then nodded at me as I heard a loud farting sound. I stood and picked him up the rest of the way. I pulled him over the small puddle he had made on the floor and pushed him down to it. He knew what to do. He leaned down and sniffed at the mixture of his own juices, dog cum and small little chunks of shit. His lips found the floor rather quickly, and in the time that it took me to get around him and kneel in front of his ass, he was almost done. I slipped two fingers into his gaping hole and gently massaged his prostate. He gasped and pressed his ass back against my fingers, his legs spread and his face went to the floor again, making his back arch down raising his ass up further into the air. "Does my little bitch boy want to get fucked by a man?" I teased as I played with his prostate and slipped a third finger in. he moaned back at me and pressed his ass back as he licked the floor. I stood up and slipped my fingers out, massaging my cock and then getting down to my knees and took his ass cheeks, massaging them and squeezing them, making him give out a yelp from the sudden pain. I stuck my cock into his loose hole and heard him moan. I smiled as I slid all the way in, feeling his ass muscles struggle to tighten around my cock. I thrust a few times, and then topped. Although fun, he was not as tight as I would have liked for the moment. I pulled out and got back to my knees. I slipped three fingers into his ass and started massaging his prostate and stretching out his hole. He shifted his legs and braced himself. "I'm ready daddy" he said and after a deep breath, I placed my fingers on his ass and then pushed my hand in. "Ahhhghhhh" Chris moaned as my hand stretched out his hole and the ring of his ass muscled came to rest around my wrist. He let out a small scream and went loose. His entire body became limp and for a second, the only thing holding him up was my fist in his pussy. After a bit he helped himself up, still on his knees and pressed his ass back again, motioning me to continue. I made a fist with my hand and pressed in, making Chris shiver in pleasure. I kept doing this, flexing and letting my fist relax, pulling out almost all the way, then pushing back in. After a few cycles, Chris moaned up at me: "Harder, Daddy. I wanna cum" I put my hand on his back, holding him still, and with the fist I Had inside him, I started furiously and brutally fucking him. The sound of Chris crying and whimpering as I worked him further turned me on, I grabbed his hips with a hand and positioned him for a harder fisting. His body shook as I fucked his sloppy cunt with my fist, sending it all the way against his colon. I stopped, with the beginning of my forearm inside his ravaged pussy. "Do you like it little perv?" I asked and gently moved my arm in circles, making my crying boy wiggle and moan. I pulled out and pushed back in again, laughing when I felt his ass contract and I felt his orgasm. I pulled my fist out, leaving his wide gaping cunt exposed to the air. I walked around to the front of him, pulled his head up by his hair, smiled at the combination of snot, tears, dog cum and drool on his face. I stuck my cok in his pretty little mouth, watching his thin pink lips struggle to wrap themselves around his daddy's big cock. He managed and he sucked as he grasped at everything, still in pain from being brutally fucked like the little perv wanted. I held his head down until I started feeling the pressure build, and as I held him down and he sucked as hard and as fast as he could, I thrust my hips forward into his face as the first load of cum exploded from my cock. I held him hard while I shot again and again into his mouth. Finally, when he had swallowed every last bit, I pulled my cock out, put his collar on, and then tied him to the leg of the counter. Taking one last look at my ravaged angel, I went back upstairs to bed. "Thank you Daddy!' I heard him say. I really did not have the energy to keep with four boys. . .