Date: Sat, 6 Jan 2018 02:04:57 +0000 From: revjpgibson@hotmail.com Subject: The Pervert's sons chapter 1 THE PERVERT'S SON By Rev Jesse Penfield Gibson, MDiv, DMin DISCLAIMER: This story is about a man who will have sex with just about anything that moves and corrupts his two willing young sons. If it has literary merit, then I am glad. If not, maybe it got you hard. It is fiction even though it is told in the first person. Complaints, compliments and comments to revjpgibson@hotmail.com Please consider donating to Nifty. I have and you should too. The should be a place on the web for this kind of story and Nifty is it. ONE I am the pervert that your mother warned you about. I admit it. At this point in my life, there is nothing I can or would do about it. It's taken awhile but I've learned to embrace it. Recently, my teen aged son accused me of having never done an honest day's work in my life. I defended myself by pointing out the running a booming internet porn business is actually a lot of work. Well, he's 14 and knows everything so he just dismissed it and countered that when his friend's parents find out about me they pretty much forbid their kids from hanging around with him. There is some truth in what he says. I have for the last 25 years made my living catering to people's vices: sex, drugs and booze. And respectable people do shun me and that's just for the stuff they know about. Imagine their horror if they knew about the other stuff. But he's also full of shit and he knows it. He's popular with a certain crowd – which happens to be the crowd he wants to hang with anyway – precisely because of what he has access to. They're horny, rebellious little fuckers and Adam is their god. He just wants to yank my chain because he is a chip off the old block, as they say. He is the son of a porn slut and me, the pervert. The kid has zero chance of winding up a solid, respectable citizen, not at the rate he's going. Not that he wants to, of course. His mother was Amber Dawn and she was prime pussy until she decided it was time to squeeze out a pup. Of course, she was more than a little psycho but, in a fit of bad judgment, I married the bitch. Stupidly, she insisted that we only work together as a monogamous porno couple. It was stupid on so many levels, not the least of which was that I was sucking a good bit of dick on the sly. Financially, it was a disaster. Her per scene rates went down when she became a one pole pussy. Mine didn't because as a man making straight porn, I was only getting 150 or 200 bucks anyway. At those rates, you need to rely on volume to make any money. You have to remember that this was the early 90's and pre-Viagra, so the ranks of guys that could reliably get and stay hard was pretty small. You might not make much per but you got all the work you could handle. So, at any rate, our finances led me to step up my fairly lucrative trade in mind altering substances, which in turn led to a certain lack of caution and my arrest. Pretty quickly thereafter, Amber takes little Adam and finds Jesus. I got the divorce papers in prison and signed them happily. Call it weak but I did send regular child support payments upon my release. Amber took up with some sort of preacher but they cashed each and every check despite the vile, sinful means that got the money. They wrote regularly to remind me that I was damned to hell and to update me on the progress of my spawn and his new younger half-brother Joe. Then I got a last letter to give me a new address to send the money. Even though there were no further updates, every check cleared and I was spared the monthly sermon. So I figured I was coming out ahead, or at least better off than before. I went on about the business of moral corruption in peace until the situation changed again. It was one of those August morning where it is like a blast furnace from sun-up onward. I woke up to the sound of Andrea in the bathroom puking. Her twin brother, Andrew, was still asleep next to me, his luscious 16 year old ass pressing against my morning wood. Banging them both together was a real pleasure and they both faced a fine future in the fuck field. She was totally amoral and he would fuck anything that moved. I tried to ignore her but she came out when she was done retching and pissing. The morning light caught her red hair just right and made appear maroon instead of fiery color it normally was. "I'm fucking pregnant" she announced. Andrew slumbered awake, stretching and yawning. He idly scratched his orange pubes and answered languidly, "Don't look at me" "Shut the fuck up" she snapped. "Of course it yours. And it's your fucking fault because he always wore a condom before we met you." I service a small clientele that paid premium money for semi-freaky shit. Real life, underage, twin brother and sister fucking bareback and creampie qualified. I regarded this as just an occupational hazard and little more than a nuisance. "You been taking the birth control pills like you're supposed to?" I asked back, a little pissed that I am getting blamed for this when the truth is that they have been fucking each other from long ago. "Of course I have" Andrea pouted. "Doesn't matter" I said. "We'll get you an abortion. You'll be back in the saddle in no time." "Yeah well, the pussy's off limits until the baby's dead" Andrea said with a huff, reaching down a putting a hand over her hairless slit. It's not like that's a fucking burden, of course, to me or to Andrew. They're not my fucking life partners or anything. I have a full and interesting sex life without her. As for Andrew, he's a fucking orgasm machine, happily screwing whatever comes his way. As it happened, I ended up giving the kid a blowjob to get him going for the day. He has the firm body of a boy just crossed over the threshold to manhood and a seven inch, thickly veined member arising from a bed of an orange-red bush. The scent of his musk as I took him whole was intoxicating. I have to say that there is something delightful about sucking off a teenager. They appreciate it so much and the writhing of their lithe bodies is a definite turn-on. And his cream has a wonderful slightly bitter taste. Even though sucking him off made me horny, I couldn't let him service me back. I'm 44 after all and have to limit myself to cumming no more than twice a day. Tonight I have arranged to give myself a little treat. On my gay site, I post content with boys fucking a female. Even though the sex is straight the content is gay since the boy is the star and the camera lingers on him not her. Since the girl isn't the star, I use a couple of them over and over again. One of them, Teri, is good looking enough to make a decent living as a whore and she is breaking in her young 12 year old daughter into the business. I will be her first paying customer, fucking both mother and daughter. You can't say that I didn't warn you about being a pervert. After Andrew blew his load down my gullet, the day went downhill. There was a cute and boyish but shy little thing named Nate that I was breaking in for the Nastyboyxxx.com site. Yesterday, we had done his solo and BJ videos and today he was to do two scenes: fucking ass and then getting fucked. I had the pairings all set up. David, a prime and popular piece of faggotry, was to take it up the ass. At 20, he was my best and most insatiable bottom having stuck his ass up in the air with regularity since running away (and falling into my net) five years ago. But he's unreliable and despite my instructions he choose last night to be gangbanged. Now he's refusing to bottom for young Nate as his ass is sore from last night's plowing. He'll top but not bottom. The other boy on tap claims to be gay for pay and demands extra to receive. We were through with the first scene when I got the call from the social worker. Even though it was an hour's drive, I had to go because those children's advocates can be pushy and are free with the threats. The building was a low-slung, non-descript government affairs painted in mute, flat colors. When I found the office, there were two boys sitting in the waiting area. The dark-haired one was an older version of the Adam I had seen in pictures that Amber had sent but was small for his age. Just to give a frame of reference, when he stood next to a door, the door knob would fall between his belly button and chest instead of down around the crotch where it ought to. He was no more than an inch or two above 5 feet but fit and solid. The blonde one was younger and shorter still but prettier, with blue eyes. Within seconds of my arrival, we were taken into an office by an overweight and poorly dressed man in a short sleeve shirt and tie. We all got a chair after some quick borrowing. The man, Mr. Talbert, confirmed again what he had told me on the phone: Amber was dead. I was to become their guardian. "I'm Adam's father, not the other one's" I protested. "His name is Joseph" Mr. Talbert corrected me. "Joe" Adam chimed in. "I'm not Joe's father." "You're getting two for the price of one" "Look, this is insane. You can possibly believe that I would provide a suitable home for two children, could you?" I argued, sensing Adam's hard stare of resentment against my neck. "Besides, she had a second husband, a minister or something." "That she left to become a stripper and a whore" Talbert replied, not even looking up from the papers he was shuffling through. "Besides, he's in Indonesia or bum fuck Egypt somewhere as a missionary. So he's not immediately available to assume responsibility." "There's foster care, right?" Talbert snorted. "We don't have enough foster parents as it is. Let's just cut to the chase, Mr. Collins. I've got a big caseload, a lot of kids. I don't make a lot of money and I'm not real motivated to do anything except to make my life easier. So, I've got a nice, neat solution: these two born troublemakers are going to live with you. I don't really care about your drug conviction. I don't really care about your involvement in pornography. That's pretty much the world they've been living in anyway. So, I'm going to sign the temporary guardianship papers and you are the proud papa of two sons. For what it's worth, I'm subscriber to your site. Nastygirlxxx.com. Keep up the good work." "Let me cut to the chase, buddy. I don't need a bunch of social workers crawling all around my life making fucking home visits while I'm trying to film my little fuck videos, if you catch my meaning." "Do you think I'm stupid, Mr. Collins?" Talbert leaned toward me. "When we are done, this file will be so misfiled it'll never be found. Do you have any idea how many kids we just misplace because we can't find the file. Look around you – do you see a lot of computers? This is paper everything, super low tech. I'm getting rid of this problem once and for all." "Doesn't this have to have a judge's order?" I asked with some desperation. I could tell that Talbert was seriously going to pawn these kids off on me. "For permanent guardianship not temporary" he answered, once again arranging the papers. "How long is temporary?" "As long as they can't find the fucking file" "What if they don't want to go with me?" "Listen, I don't give a shit. Besides living with you is going to be step up from the meth whore, trust me. As for the rest, 14 and 11 with an irresponsible adult, access to drugs and plenty of pussy? There's not a boy that wouldn't kill to trade places with them."