Date: Sat, 20 Aug 2016 17:17:24 +0000 (UTC)
From: Wolf Pomo <pomowolf74@yahoo.com>
Subject: Breeding Kenny (Bisexual/Incest, oral, anal, b/FM

Bisexual Incest, oral, anal, b/FM

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their
sexuality.  It contains graphic scenes of sex between
consenting underage boy and adult males...  If this type of
content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not
read it.

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                      Breeding Kenny
                           By
                          Wolf

	My father was a horny young accountant that liked to
frequent bars after work looking for a good time.  That was
where he met my mother.  She was a typical blonde
'COCKTAIL' waitress in a local bar.  As it was told to me, he hit
on her.  He visited the bar many times and over tipped her
until she allowed him to take her home.  They got married
quickly and I followed nine months later.

	Mother continued working in the bar after I came along
for a while, which displeased my father.  I think Mom got
hooked on drugs while working at the bar and all the people
she came into contact with.  Mom had a decent figure, but
her breasts were on the small side of a 36-C, so he saved up a
little money and paid for her to have them increased to a
respectable 36-DD.  (Now I know he probably thought she
would bring home more money from all the tips)

	She eventually stopped working, and simply became a
stay at home drunken alcoholic.  The "usual evening" (if there
was one) Mom would make something called "supper" (what
a joke) and she would be sitting there drinking at the table in
her skimpy see through night gown.  Her breasts were very
big and you could see her nipples through the nightgown.  My
Dad told me repeatedly to never touch Mom's breasts, but I
couldn't resist playing with them while she was passed out.

	My father was a devious man, I think used meth and
was giving Mother 'downers' and maybe heroin.  I saw him
giving her an injection one time after supper while she was in
bed, putting her to sleep right away.

	Dad was also an "obsessive compulsive" - clean fanatic
and all that went with that.  I was left in my father's care
most of the time when he was home.  He was also slipping
testosterone in my milk to increase my growth.  He went so
far as to install a video camera in the bathroom so that he
could tape Mom and him bathing me.

	Mother eventually ended up staying home and had me
to contend with all day.  Dad had insisted on "home schooling
me."  I don't think he wanted me possibly spilling the beans
about what was going on at home.  I think my Mom picked up
on how much of a "disciplinarian" my Dad was and
deliberately sought ways to put me in positions that would
get me in trouble with my Dad.

	I remember one scenario when my Mom had been
drinking quite a bit and told me how Daddy always demanded
I be "clean" when he got home and so she put me in the
bathtub.  I remember fighting a few times, but, for the most
part just submitted and tried to comply with her requests.  I
remember her soaping me up.  	She insisted on making sure
my penis and asshole were clean, and then started splashing
water (deliberately) on her flimsy see through nightie, and
blaming me and she would have to take it off.  Of course, she
was then sticking her "tits" right in my face and had her hand
on the back of my neck smashing my face against her breasts,
and told me, "You shouldn't suck on my nipples!"  Of course,
you know what I did.  Suck, suck, suck and then, bit!  She told
me to dry off and get this mess cleaned up.

	At supper she sat there and told Dad what a nasty boy I
had been, getting her nightgown wet and biting her nipples.
Of course, he was pissed.  I've never seen his eyes look like
that.  He said, "We will deal with it after supper!"

	He didn't know that I saw him bring a needle to their
bedroom and inject my Mother who would then be "out" for
the night.  He returned to the living room to watch TV with a
beer in hand.  He yelled, "Bring me another beer!"  After
several beers, my Dad ended up telling me, "We have to deal
with what had happened earlier!  You have to be punished
for being a 'naughty boy' and there were going to be
'consequences!'  (That was a new word for me).

	 I brought him, yet, another beer and was setting it
down beside him and he deliberately shoved his hand
towards me knocking beer can over.  He overacted that he
was livid.  He told me to bend over his knee and proceeded to
spank my bare ass.  After several whacks my butt was flaming
red.  I was crying like a baby by then.

	I begged and pleaded, asking him to stop.  He just kept
on spanking me.  It continued, like forever...then... like a light
switch turning on he said, "I don't like to have to spank you
and I'm sorry!"

	My butt was burning.  He picked me up and took me to
my bedroom.  He repeated, "I'm terribly sorry, but, you had
been a "naughty boy!"  He left and came back with some
lotion and began to rub it on my butt, telling me, "I hope I'd
be a good boy now, and your butt is a hot to remind you!"

	While he was talking his greasy fingers were sliding
down the crack of my butt all the way to my hole.  He said,
"You're so hot I need to take your temperature with my
thermometer."

	I could feel his finger entering my asshole, while he
reached underneath me and started stroking my little penis.
My penis got very hard, and he told me, "I have to move it up
and down to get a more accurate measurement of you
temperature!"  I didn't know what to think.

	His own cock responded by getting stiffer while
continuing to take my temperature.  His dick was hard as
well.  He pulled his finger out and told me he didn't get an
accurate reading, and was going to have to use "the big
thermometer".  He had me lying on the couch, flat on my
stomach.  He let go of my very hard penis and spread my little
cheeks and slipped the big thermometer into me.  He told me
he'd have to slip it in and out to get a good reading, and
pumped in and out telling me what a "good" boy I was.

	That confused me, "Was I a good boy or a naughty
boy?"

	I felt his weight on my back and his hard cock slipped
into my ass, and he reached under my body to take hold of
my hard little penis.  He told me, "I'm going to put out the
fire."  He was in fact fucking my ass until he squirted his cum
into my asshole.

	From that evening on when he would put Mother to
bed he would take me to my bedroom and we would play
'DIND THE SAUSAGE and HIDE THE SAUSAGE.'

	When I was a good boy he would reward me by letting
me suck on his cock.  I don't even remember when he started
having me suck his cock it just seemed to be forever.  The
hormones he was giving me caused me to mature fast.  My
penis grew quickly and I sprouted pubic hair much younger
than most boys.  I learned that most boys start producing
cum between the ages of 11 and 12, but I was producing clear
pre-cum by 9 and was producing while cum before I was 10.
Dad enjoyed sucking me off and swallowing my cum.  Then he
would fuck me until he would squirt his load in my ass.



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