Date: Thu, 16 Jun 2022 00:55:33 +0200 (CEST)
From: lucas_dwyer@tutanota.com
Subject: A Fathers Perdition part 12

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Author Note: Thank you all for your patience. This chapter was difficult
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When I wake up I don't feel Eric next to me, instead Oliver must have
decided in the night to crawl into bed with us and is now laying between
his two daddies.


Eric is already awake, he smiles when he sees my eyes open. I watch him
for a moment as he gently strokes my son... no, our sons' hair. I have
decide I need to stop referring to Oliver as mine. If Eric is going to
move in with us then he's ours.


Oliver is a lucky little boy too; I watch how Eric touches him, gentle,
loving, and very much acting as his father. I reach out taking his hand
in mine, stopping him momentarily to let him know how much I love him and
can't wait for him to move in with us.


Eric is exactly what we both need, he wants everyone to be happy, he's
playful, extremely friendly and the perfect contrast to my hard ass,
uptight demeanor. Goddamn did I turn into Dan?!


Oliver's eyes flutter open, he's facing me seeing that I'm awake he
excitedly asks "is it my birthday yet daddy?"


Both me and Eric chuckle, I stroke his hair off his forehead and say
"yes it is sweetie, happy birthday!" His eyes light up, he doesn't
know what I have planned today but it's quite a bit.


When he rolls over on to his back his little nail is pointing straight up
so I quickly reach out and tickle him right below his little marbles. He
giggles and squirms "daddy that tickles" he whines.


I tickle him again causing him to squeal and wriggle on the bed as he
tries to pull away. "Daddddyyyy" he whines again in protest.


Eric sits up and grabs his sides tickling him which now gets him
squealing even louder as he kicks his legs and tries to get away. As
he's laying there squirming I lean down and suck his little cock into my
mouth.


He lets out a soft gasp, "mmmm daddy" he moans. I love to hear his
pleasurable moans and whines, to watch him tense up when my tongue grazes
the underside of his little cock, to see that look of adoration in his
eyes when me and Eric show him how much we love him.


Eric has stopped tickling him now instead laying down next to him, gently
grazing his nipples with his to tongue, Oliver shudders from these
sensations, his moans let us know how good we make him feel and that's
something I enjoy, making my son feel good.


Eric moves closer to Oliver, planting his lips on the boy kissing him
deeply as I work on his little nail. I stop sucking him momentarily to
get my finger slicked up with spit then go back to sucking him as I press
my finger to his hole then push through his ring causing him to gasp and
his small body to arch slightly.


I find his prostate quick which gets him to settle down as I suck him
faster, licking his shaft and cock head then sucking on his small nuts.
Eric breaks off their kiss as Oliver gasps and whines "da-da-daddy" he
whimpers "f-feels g-good."


As I'm finger fucking my boy Eric gets onto his knees and straddles
Oliver's chest then begins to feed him his long thick cock "mmmm suck
it baby" he groans as he grips my boys hair pulling his head up onto his
cock. "Come on Ollie, let's get this cock down your throat" he grunts
as Oliver begins to choke and gag. I finger his little prostate faster as
I suck him harder while Eric feeds the boy more of his cock.


"That's it take your new daddy's cock baby" he moans as spit mixed
with his pre forms a slime that sprays out of the sides of his mouth each
time he chokes and coughs. This gets me more turned on which increases
the intensity of my fingering of his tight little hole.


I stop sucking him to tell Eric "go on bro, fuck our boys throat." He
lets out a moan and I watch as best I can as he grips Oliver's head
tight with both hands and pulls his head forward burying nearly all of
his eight inches down Oliver's bulging throat. His little hands fly up
to Eric's thighs as he pushes trying to get the man's steel rod out of
his airway.


Eric pulls the boys head back letting him gasp for air before pulling his
head back down the length of his cock. "That's it son" I growl
watching Eric force his cock back down our boys throat "you can take it,
I know you can." All I hear are muffled grunts like he's trying to say
something but then he removes his hands from Eric's thighs trying to
show me he in fact can take the throat fucking he's about to receive.


I pull my finger out of his hole then get on my knees next to Eric
wrapping my arm around his shoulder, he looks at me slightly apprehensive
but I tell him "it's time he get used to it bro besides I know you
won't hurt him."


I move myself so I can be next to Oliver, I stroke his hair off his
forehead as I watch Eric snake his cock into the boys throat. His little
eyes are bugged out, tears welling up I tell him "just hold you breath
and relax your throat sweetie, you're going to make your daddies feel
really good today."


As Eric's cock presses at the back of Olivers throat, I tell him "just
squeeze daddy's hand if it's too much okay?" He takes my hand as his
eyes flip towards me and he nods his head so I look at Eric signaling he
can start.


"Ok baby" Eric says "swallow hard" and when Oliver swallows Eric
pushes his cock head into the boys throat. His eyes widen as he begins to
gag and choke, he holds my hand but doesn't increase his grip, his other
hand stays on the bed with no attempt to push against Eric.


"You're doing so good little man" I say softly as tears start to roll
down his cheeks. I can see he's nervous, maybe even a little scared but
he's being really strong right now and I couldn't be more proud.


I listen as our son chokes and retches on Erics gorgeous cock. Watching
the boy's neck expand to take it is breathtaking and reminiscent of when
Eric would have Max's eleven inch cock forced into his small throat when
we were only slightly older than Oliver is now.


I feel him squeeze my hand and come back to the present and when I look
up at Eric he has his eyes closed and I can tell he's enjoying this but
I tap his shoulder quickly and he knows immediately Oliver needs air.


He apologizes profusely but Oliver is so polite he tells him "it's ok
daddy Eric, it makes you feel good."


He wraps his lips around the man's cock without even being instructed
and tries to go down on him all on his own. I place my hand on the back
of his head and apply pressure. As soon as his cock slips into

Olivers throat he groans "fuck I'm cumming Hen!"


I hold Oliver's head in place as he's forced to swallow Eric's entire
load. "Fuck baby swallow it all" he moans as his cock visibly pulses
inside Oliver's stretched throat. When he finishes he quickly pulls out
and falls back on the bed panting.


I pull Oliver close to me, holding him and telling him how great he did
and how very proud I am of him. His cheeks are still tear stained and his
eyes a little red but he beams as best he can at the praise.


He wriggles free and before I realize what he's doing his mouth is now
on my cock. "Oh fuck sweetie" I groan and as I'm about to tell him to
take a break I decide, fuck it I'll let him do what he wants.


"Oh damn your mouth feels so good."


He works his way down my cock and then I feel the head against the back
of his throat. He swallows which sucks my cock head into his throat
causing me to groan while he gags again. I'm so fucking horny though
I'm not going to last long so I grip his head and shove him down the
length of my cock.


"Fuck yeah" I scream "take daddy's big cock baby!"


I look down and see his eyes focused on me, he wants to know he's doing
a good job and I don't hold back telling him how amazing this feels. I
start pulling him up and down my cock, feeling his small throat squeezing
it tight, the muscles massaging it as if trying to milk my cum out of my
nuts.


"Oh fuck I'm gonna feed you baby" I grunt "you want another load?"


His eyes widen and he nods as best he can so I fuck his little throat
even more. His gagging and retching turning me on, his tears about to
drive me over the edge as I use my sons throat for my own pleasure.


"Take it baby" I cry out "take daddy's cum!"


As my cock spasms, his throat works overtime squeezing my cock as he
gulps down every bit of cum I can produce. I grip his hair and start
pulling him up and down my cock, fucking his small throat until my balls
are drained.


When I release him he flies up gasping for air as I lay on the bed
panting. When I start to come to my senses I realize how rough I was just
now and turn towards him asking if he's alright.


He slides closer to me and rests his head against my chest, he looks up
at me and says "it's ok daddy, I liked it a lot." I lay there stroking
his hair while Eric lays down behind him and kisses the back of his neck
telling him how much we both love him.


There's a knock on the door and when it opens Dan is standing in the
doorway with his usual shitty grin "sounds like someones got a full
belly and probably won't be eating breakfast huh?"


Oliver jumps up and shouts "no grampa I'm really hungry!" Dan rubs his
hand over his cock and says "oh are you now" but I look at him shaking
my head, he laughs and says "c'mon boys I have some food made." We all
get out of bed, throw on some shorts and make our way to the dining
room.


The food was amazing as usual and at breakfast as a little surprise for
Oliver and much to Eric and Dan's surprise I tell them about buying the
house outside Boston and how many kids there will be in the neighborhood
for Oliver to play with. Oliver looks at me quizzically and asks "why do
we have to move?"


I explain that with him going into school, being in a good neighborhood
with kids his age will be good for him, that he'll make some new friends
and it'll be good to be part of a community versus living in a city
where people don't really know one another as well.


Then I tell them I was thinking today is such a nice day we should go to
the towns water park and enjoy a day outside. Oliver starts bouncing in
his chair all excited so I tell him to go shower and get his swim trunks
and a shirt on.


While he's showering I go into Dan's bathroom with Eric to shower as
well. He spends some time soaping me down, every so often gently kissing
me on the lips. He tells me how he was apprehensive of moving in with me
and Oliver, to move to a big city but he loves that I'm buying a house
outside the city and that I'm doing all of this for Oliver's benefit.


I smile but correct him "I'm doing this not just for Oliver but for
myself too, I knew when I found the right person to spend my life with
we'd need a place to settle down" I push him back against the wall and
just as I'm about to lean in to kiss him I whisper "I just didn't
expect it would happen so fast."


I wrap my arms around him while kissing him deep, the water raining down
on my back we spend a few moments holding each other and kissing before I
hear a soft huff from behind us. I turn around to see Oliver standing in
the doorway to the shower, fully dressed and looking very impatient.


We both laugh when he tells us to hurry up, so we quickly finish
showering then go to the other room to put on some swim clothes. I spend
a few moments putting sunscreen on Oliver then Eric. When I finish he
spends a few moments applying sunscreen to me, while he does he says
"damn babe, your ass looks sexy as fuck in these shorts."


"Not as sexy as our little boys though right?" I flick my head towards
Oliver who is bent over digging through his suitcase looking for
something and his round little ass is aimed right at us. At this moment I
just want to yank his little swim trunks down and shove my cock in his
ass but I control myself, saving that moment for later this evening.


As we're finishing up to leave I ask Dan if he's going to join us but
he tells me he's planning on making Oliver a cake and doing a little
decorating for when we get home, plus he told Kyle to come over so they
can have some alone time today.


Once everything is packed in Eric's car we head out to the town water
park. A few years back the town, looking for a new source of revenue
built a water park that would hopefully attract people from the region.
From what I've heard it's been wildly successful, having areas for both
kids and adults. When we get there we find a place to park, pay our
admission and then Eric and Oliver run off looking for some slides for
him while I find a place for the three of us to lay down and relax.


Thankfully we're early enough that I am able to snag three lounge chairs
on the beach near the wave pool so I lay out some towels on each chair
then lay down on one so I can start getting a little bit of sun.


About ten minutes pass and I hear panting next to me, I open my eyes to
see Oliver standing there, wide smile as Eric takes a seat next to me.
Oliver starts rattling off all the slides he went down, from the sounds
of it there is nothing `thrill ride' about the place, it's pretty laid
back from what I can see having a wave pool, slides mainly for the kids,
some splash areas and a lazy river.


Oliver tells me he wants to go in the wave pool but I'm concerned he may
be too young, he's a good swimmer already having enrolled him in lessons
the previous summer but I don't want him to get hurt so I stand and walk
with him out to the edge.


I do take note of a few lifeguards working here, young, well built,
pretty good looking young men. I approach one with Oliver and ask if he
thinks he might be too young for the pool. He looks down at my son then
up to me saying he doesn't think the boy is ready for the big pool but
tells me to follow him so we walk along the beach to find a smaller
splash pool for the younger kids off to the side.


"I think this will be good for him" he says then crouches down next to
him placing his hand across my sons back he tells him "we just want you
to be safe little man, I'll bet next year you'll be ready for the big
pool."


Oliver looks back at me disappointed but I tell him we'll come back next
year and go in the big pool together. The lifeguard stands back up as
Oliver jumps into the pool and starts to splash around with the other
kids.


When he walks back towards me I take a moment to check him out. He's
nineteen years old, definitely a swimmer based on his build and about the
same height as me. "Cute kid" he says then he steps closer, then he
winks at me and says "takes after his dad."


I know I'm blushing a bit but manage to maintain my composure striking
up a conversation with him all the while observing him as he tries to
subtly watch Oliver splash around in the pool. I put my arm on his
shoulder and say "my boyfriend is right over there and can keep an eye
on him, why don't we find somewhere quiet to talk Mark."


His head pivots with such speed I'm surprised his neck doesn't pop
"how do you know my name." I smile at him and say "lets find somewhere
quiet to talk." He protests demanding to know how I know his name, who
am I, what do I want, the usual? I squeeze his shoulder and tell him he
will get those answers in private. He's looking around nervous now but
says he knows a spot, I motion for Eric to keep an eye on Oliver, he
looks at me puzzled but gets up and walks over to the splash pool.


I follow Mark to a spot that's shaded and secluded and most of all out
of earshot of everyone. "Ok man how do you know my name" he barks. I
step in closer to him in an attempt to unnerve him but also so I can
speak softly.


"Well Mark, I've known who you were for a few months now" I say evenly
"our trip today was two fold, to celebrate my boys birthday but also to
have a quick chat with you about your online activities."


His eyes widen "who the fuck are you man" he nearly shouts then looks
around to see if anyone is around that might see or hear us. "Do you
know the town police chief, Dan Parker" I ask. "I know of him" he
says.


"Well Dan is my father and like my father after college I too went into
law enforcement except a slightly different route."


He is about to say something but I tell him to let me finish then
continue "I'm a special agent Mark, after a few years doing grunt work
I found my calling, chasing sexual predators Mark."


"Dude I'm not a predator, I think you've got..." but I stop him again.
"Mark I've seen your online activity, it caught our attention and well,
I should say, you're lucky it landed on my desk." His eyes begin to
dart around nervously, probably looking for the guys who are going to
throw his perverted ass to the ground, cuff him and shamefully walk him
out of the park and to prison.


"You've got the wrong guy" he pleads.


I move closer to him, my body nearly pressed against his I say "no Mark
I don't, I'm very good at my job so unless you want to see the inside
of a prison cell you should accept this is happening."


"What do you want man, I have some money but not a lot, please don't
fuck my life up bro... I looked at some kiddie porn but fuck I just needed
to" he pauses for a second then hangs his head "I don't know what I
needed bro."


"I know you're not a predator, not yet and I gather based on some of
your activity you've never done anything with a kid, is that correct?"


"Nah man, I just read some stories and watch some of the porn" he says
sounding defeated "but I've never touched a kid, I swear!"


"Do you want to?" I can see the shock in his eyes when I say this
"what do you mean" he asks suspiciously.


"What you saw in those videos, do you want to do that with a little
boy?" I say, my tone firm.


He doesn't say anything so I lean in close "Mark, it's the truth or
it's prison, your choice." He hangs his head again then wipes tears
that are forming in his eyes.


With a tremor in his voice he says "yeah bro, I really want to fuck a
little boy." He sighs, wipes tears that are now flowing from his eyes
"I'm so fucked man."


I step away and take a seat next to him putting an arm around his
shoulder "you're not fucked Mark, nor are you fucked up for having
these needs" he looks at me puzzled so I continue "I came here to help
you, to keep you out of trouble but I needed you to admit what I already
knew."


"I want you to be able to reach your full potential in whatever it is
you want from your life but also to be able to fulfill those raw desires
you have" I squeeze his shoulder but this time making it less
intimidating and more comforting "I've studied you in detail Mark, you
have a great future ahead of you but you're well on your way to fucking
it up and I think what you need is someone to guide you."


"What do you mean guide me" he asks his voice trembling.


"You're making rookie mistakes and you're going to get busted, that's why
I'm here."


"You're going to guide me?" Mark seems almost taken aback.


"No, not me, Mark. But I know someone who will, someone who feels like
you, and who also feels like it's his mission to mentor the next
generation of pedophiles." I look straight into his eyes "But there is a
price, everything has a price Mark, the question is can you afford it?"


"I'll do anything, pay anything to not get busted, tell me what I need to
do."


"You'll agree to anything, not knowing what it may be" I ask with a
hint of disbelief.


"Anything Henry!"


"Well you'll find out the price when the time is right, but it won't
be paid monetarily, there's something else you have this man will
want."


He looks at me slightly confused, I can see he's trying to work out what
it may be but nothing is coming to him so I decide seeing he's also
relaxed a bit, to move the conversation along.


I tell him "when you get home tonight I want you to promise you'll do
something for me." He looks me in the eyes, wiping the last of his tears
away he says "anything man" so I tell him "well first, the name is
Henry, but when you get home I want you to destroy everything you have
stored on your computers or portable drives, take the drives from the
computer then start a fire and burn it all."


He's nodding his head profusely "I'm serious Mark, destroy it all
otherwise I may not be able to help you." I continue on telling him the
best ways I think he can manage his needs without doing anything illegal,
that when I get back to my office I will keep his file open for a few
more weeks, as long as I see no activity I can close the case.


He begins to thank me profusely, then throws his arms around my shoulders
hugging me, after a moment I break the hug and tell him "the man who
will help you will call you when he's ready, but I meant what I said, I
will be monitoring your activity."


He thanks me again and as I turn to walk away he asks if I want his
number, I look back at him smirking and say "already have it bro."


The rest of the day is uneventful, the three of us go a few rounds in the
lazy river, Oliver goes down a few more slides but we're all pretty beat
so we decide to head home. As we're packing up I notice Mark up in the
tower looking over towards us, I give him a brief wave then tell everyone
to head to the car.


Of course Eric's curiosity is piqued but I tell him it's nothing to
worry about and I'll explain more when the time is right. I text Dan to
let him know we're on the way, I get a picture reply of his cock buried
in Kyle's throat, the boys wet eyes looking right into the camera and
his mouth stretched wide around the mans thick meat.


Eric chuckles seeing it he says "he really loves putting a boy through
it doesn't he." I look at him and with a slight eyebrow raise say "you
don't even know the half of it." He nods and says "yeah I probably
don't."


When we get back to the house Oliver runs inside immediately while Eric
helps me bring our beach gear inside. We place our bags down inside the
door and walk upstairs to see the living room decorated in Paw Patrol
streamers, banners, and balloons. There's a few gifts wrapped sitting on
the coffee table and Kyle is sitting on the sofa surprisingly dressed and
playing a video game.


Dan walks into the room also dressed so I say "well that was fast." He
grins and says "just a quick load to keep the boy satisfied until we
have dinner which should be ready shortly." Dan turns around going out
the back door to the grill, while Oliver sits on the sofa next to Kyle
and watches him play what looks like a first person shooter.


A few moments later Dan calls out that dinner is ready so we go in the
kitchen to find a spread of hamburgers, hot dogs, buns, condiments, then
some vegetables and of course French fries. I can see the excitement on
Oliver's face, all his favorite things, minus the veggies of course but
he still puts some on his plate otherwise he knows I will.


We enjoy our early dinner, Oliver makes sure everyone knows how much fun
he had today which makes me very happy to hear. Dan brings out a cake he
made, again more Paw Patrol to which I say "over did the theme a little
don't you think?"


He laughs and says "nah Hen, the boy loves it and you know it." He's
right, Oliver is having a blast and he's still young enough to love the
show. After we eat the cake and open presents I look at Eric then Dan, I
know they can feel the apprehension seething off of me but I give my best
smile and say "well I think it's time for his big surprise."