Date: Thu, 24 Oct 2019 18:23:27 -0400 From: Tagen Subject: Random Tails/ Monster Please donate to Nifty so the fun can continue for all of us. The following is a fantasy and the author does not condone or encourage such activity in real life. Monster by tagenhard tagenhard@gmail.com tagenhard@tutanota.com. tagenhard@protonmail.com "Fuck You, you'll hear from my lawyer." She shrieked as she slammed the door behind her and headed to the car to leave for good. I didn't want her to go but I was just too tired to fight with her anymore. Besides I wasn't so sure that losing her was such a bad thing in the long run. Sure I loved her when we got married and then the little things set in and you have to adjust, some couples grow stronger and others don't. When I wanted to be honest with myself I saw the writing on the wall that divorce would happen sooner or later. If we stayed together for the kid then I was sure it would be a long torturous descent into hell as day after day ticked by. Might as well just get it done and over with like ripping a band aid off fast rather than slowly. "Dad" I heard our only child yell. "In here sport." I called back to Nathan or as he preferred to be called Nate. "Did mommy leave?" Nate asked as he walked into the kitchen where I was sitting. "Come here bud," I held my arm out and he walked into my hug. I picked him up and set him on my lap. "Your mom isn't going to live here anymore and she and I are going to get a divorce. Now it isn't because of anything you did, it's because your mom and I stopped loving each other." I tried to explain. "Oh I know all about divorce." Nate stated with pride. "Do you now?" I chuckled. "Yea Tommy told me, his parents are divorced and his dad had to move out and he lives with his mom and the rest. Isn't mom going to live here?" Nate rattled. "Well your mom wants to move back east where her family is, so no I will be living here. You're also going to stay here until she figures out what she wants to do. So at some later date you may have to move to her, it will all depend on what the courts decide but for now you will be here with me." I explained. "Is Uncle Ted still coming to stay?" Nate inquired. My brother Ted was part of the reason my wife decided to leave now. He's being paroled in a few days and has nowhere to go so I offered for him to stay with us till he got back on his feet. She was totally against it and I had to decide between her and him. I decided, she left. "Yes he should be here in two days." I stated. Nate looked down at the floor and softly said. "Mom said he was a bad man." "I want you to listen very carefully, I'm not going to lie to you and I want you to understand what happened. When your uncle was 18 he got caught naked in bed with a 12 year old boy. Now they were doing sex stuff and since your uncle was an adult it was illegal for him to do that." I explained calmly. "You mean bad touch?" Nate asked. "The law says it was bad touch but the boy said he wanted it. But the law doesn't allow children to decide what they want so the law said it was bad touch and they sent him to jail. He wasn't supposed to do what he did and he should have known better. But he did not hurt that boy or make him do anything he didn't want to. I want you to understand that he's not a bad man and he won't hurt you." I rubbed my hand up and down Nate's back to calm him and his possible fears. "Will he want me to do stuff with him?" Nate asked still in an apprehensive voice. "No he won't, and if he asks you to do anything that you don't like or that you think is wrong, you tell me right away. I won't let him hurt you in any way." I soothed. "Now he's been in prison for 8 years and it will take him a little while to adjust to living outside of the prison. I want you to be friendly and helpful to him as much as you can but like I said if he does anything you don't like you tell me. Okay?" "Sure daddy." Nate smiled and seemed to be more relaxed now. Nate was born shortly before Ted went into prison so he has never meet his uncle. I stayed in touch with my brother over his 8 years on incarceration mainly thru letters and a few calls. I only visited him physically 3 times and felt guilty about that. He went in as an 18 year and now coming out as a 26 year old was going to need time to adjust. I thought it funny that my wife left because she didn't want a pedo in the house and around our family but when push came to shove she left and left her son behind to be around him. Two days passed and I went to the bus station to meet Ted and pick him up. Getting off the bus I saw a brother who had transformed from an 18 year old geek into a buff stud. He wasn't muscle bound, or over worked but a studly well developed man. Short cropped hair with a stylish stubble growth. We hugged a proper manly hug. "It's good to see you bro." "It's great to be here or anywhere other than there for that matter." He returned. "Do you want to go anywhere or do something first before we go to the house? Hit up a fast food place or quick mart for a snack you have missed or anything?" "Naw, I'm good for now. I got to register with the police department and the parole office but that can wait till tomorrow." Ted stated with slight frustration in his voice. "Okay then, I'm parked over here." I indicated to the brown jeep I had. "I really appreciate this man," Ted expressed. "I couldn't possibly go back to the home town and face all those people plus I just don't want to live with mom and dad." "I understand that." I sympathized. "Well it will be good having you around." "I'm sure this will put a strain on your home life, I'll try to be as inconspicuous as possible." Ted offered. "Actually the home life has changed, Kate walked out two days ago so it's just me and Nate." "I'm so sorry, I hope I didn't cause this." Ted's distress sounded sincere. "It's been building, it was bound to happen sooner or later so why not now." I expressed with a sigh. "But still." Ted started "Don't worry about it bro." I cut him off with a slap on the leg. "How's Nate taking it?" I chuckled, "He informed me he knew all about divorce and doesn't seem to be all that upset about his mom leaving. He's glad he gets to stay in his house with me for now." "Yea I'm sure you're glad to not lose him." Ted added "Well once the divorce starts and she has herself settled she might want custody and then who knows how it will go, the courts to seem to favor the mother after all." I pointed out. "But at least he's around now." Ted pointed out. "Speaking of Nate." I started and then paused. His mom told him you were a bad man and he asked me about it." Ted looked over to me. "What did you tell him?" "I told him the truth." I returned. "Was that really necessary? Now he'll be afraid on me." Ted said with exasperation. "I told him he had nothing to worry about and that you wouldn't be trying to do stuff with him as he put it. And that if you did anything that made him uncomfortable he should tell me." I defended. I looked over to Ted and he was looking out the window. "You're not fucking interested in a kid that age for sex are you?" "Nate is totally safe around me." Ted huffed. "I just wish you would have let me explain it to him or not told him at all." "I'm sorry but he asked and I thought it best to be honest with him. Hey wait you didn't actually answer my question." I shot back. "What?" Ted asked. "You don't find kids that age sexually interesting do you?" I repeated more firmly. "What I do or don't find sexually interesting is none of your fucking business, as long as you know I would never touch Nate or you, that's all that matters." Ted returned coolly. "Me? What the fuck bro? You think about me for sex?" I raised my voice. "Take me back to the station or drop me off here." Ted demanded. I pulled over to the curb and Ted started to open his door, "Stop, I'm sorry, I don't want you to go, I trust you, please accept my apology." I blurted out. "You're the only brother I have and I have missed so much time with you. I need to adjust, to learn that you think different than I do. I'm not saying it's good or bad but different. Maybe by talking you can help me understand or maybe not, but I do trust you to not try anything with Nate or me for that matter." Ted paused for several moments and then pulled his legs back in and closed the door. I took off and we rode in silence till we were almost to the house. "Of course after the wife has been gone for several weeks, maybe having a fag in the house won't be such a bad thing for me." I joked trying to break the tension. Ted punched me in the arm and called me an asshole. I walked into the house with Ted following behind and found Nate standing in the living room looking apprehensive. "Nate this is your Uncle Ted." I introduced. "Hello sir." Nate responded looking at his Uncle with uncertainty. I saw Ted sweep his eyes across my son with an appraising look and then a sigh. "I don't much like being called sir, especially by my own nephew. What else could we have you call me?" He smiled. Nate shrugged his shoulders and looked to me. "Uncle Ted or Uncle maybe." He suggested. "I won't mind just being called Ted." My brother returned. "No to familiar, to cozy." I interjected. "Stick with either Uncle or Uncle Ted." I stated with some firmness. "Let me show you to your room." I said changing the subject and walked on down the hall with Ted following. "It's nothing fancy." I announced stepping into the room. "It's a palace as far as I'm concerned." Ted replied as he plopped down on the bed. "I suppose we will need to get you some clothes to wear, but until then you can borrow from my closet. We're close enough in size so they should fit." Ted looked at me. "Yea your fat and my muscle should fill the same amount of space." He chuckled. I gave him the finger and walked out of the room. Dinner was meatloaf and mashed potatoes with peas, which I remembered as being Ted's favorite when we were kids. "Aw fuck bro you remembered." Ted spouted when he saw the spread. "Language." I tersely reprimanded but Nate giggled. "Oops sorry bro, old habit from the last eight years." Ted said giving an apologetic smile. Dinner was dominated by Nate telling Ted all about himself and school and his friends and anything else he could think of. Of course the conversation was one sided since Ted couldn't really go on about his day to day life. Ted listened very attentively and asked questions and made Nate feel like he was genuinely interested. Nate seemed to relax and open up more and more to Ted as Ted let him go on. For some reason this made me uncomfortable. I thought a typical adult doesn't take this much interest in a little boy's ramblings. Is my bro just catching up on lost time or does he have a plan in motion here? Is this how a pedo works? Then I felt ashamed of myself for questioning Ted's attentiveness. We sat down after and watched some TV with Nate snuggled up against my side, on the sofa, like he always does, Ted sat in a side chair. "Bed time for someone." I announced when I saw Nate's head dropping down. "Aw do I have to?" Nate questioned just as a kid does every time. "Yes you have to." I responded with a "don't give me any guff" tone. "Ok." Nate responded again with the disappointment of a kid's worry that he will miss something exciting. Nate got off the sofa and ran to the bathroom. "You sounded just like dad when we were kids." Ted mentioned with a chuckle. "Really?" I questioned never having made that connection. "Nite daddy." I heard Nate call out as he ran back into the room as he usually did in just his underwear. "Night son." I returned giving him a kiss on the cheek as we hugged. Nate surprised me by stepping over to Ted and moving in for a hug. I saw Ted open his arms and Nate lean into them as Ted kissed him on the cheek. I thought Ted hugged him a little too long, a little too strongly and the kiss lasted too long also. "Off to bed now." I kinda snapped at Nate. They broke the hug and Nate gave me a puzzled look but saw the expression on my face and knew better than to do anything other than obey. Nate ran from the room as I made a mental note to myself to tell Nate that he had to start wearing his pj's from now on. "Really?" Ted questioned. "What?" I returned. "It was a simple hug." Ted stated. "I need a drink do you want one?" I asked to change the subject as I stood. Ted just gave me a glare as he said "Sure whatever you have." Pouring the drinks I replayed the image in my mind and I was disturbed by the sight of his big hands on my son's smooth soft young skin. I would have to keep an eye out I realized, maybe I can't trust him after all. Turning the TV off, we went to the back porch and sat sipping our bourbons in silence at first. "How did you survive that?" I finally asked breaking the silence. "You just do." Ted replied simply. "But." I started and Ted cut me off. "What do you want to hear?" Ted replied tersely. "I attached myself to a lifer and became his bitch for protection. I had to suck cock and get fucked daily just to avoid getting gang banged in the showers by the others. There happy?" I felt like crap for asking, I wanted to lighten the mood, "Was he at least hot?" I asked. I got a face full of what remained of Ted's drink and a "fuck you" as he disappeared into the house and into the room he was staying in. I thought it was funny and he didn't have to go and waste good bourbon over it. Nate and I went thru our usual morning routine, he was in the bathroom brushing his teeth getting ready for school, and I ambled in and hefted my cock out of the slit of my boxers and pissed. When done I tucked it back away and rubbed my hand up and down Nate's smooth back. "How you sleep last night sport?" "Good daddy." He said as best as he could with his mouth full of toothpaste and a brush. I picked mine up and started to brush my teeth as he finished up. He then pushed down his underwear and let a stream of pee lose from that small boy prick of his. I found myself looking at it and wondered how Ted could find that sexually interesting. It's so small and smooth and won't even fill up a mouth, matter of fact I could probably fit all of his prick and balls into my mouth and still have room to swish my tongue around I thought. "What you looking at daddy?" I heard Nate ask and I realized I had been staring. "Oh nothing son, just realizing your growing up." I mumbled and then spit into the sink and rinsed my mouth. I put my hand on Nate's back and directed him back to his room before returning to mine. We dressed and had our breakfast. Ted's bedroom door was still closed so I figured he was just getting his first good night's sleep in 8 years. I dropped Nate off at school onto my way to work and gave him a kiss on the forehead and told him I loved him and to have a good day. "I love you to dad." He returned as he got out of the car and dashed to join up with some friends. It was late afternoon and I just realized that when Nate got home from school his mother wouldn't be there like usual but instead he would be alone with Ted. Mr. Brock from two doors down who was raising his grandson always gave Nate a ride home when he picked Gary his grandson up. They were in the same class and he was glad to help out. The idea of Nate being home alone with my bro suddenly made me nervous. I called Mr. Brock and asked if Nate could stay at his place and play with Gary till I got home, but he informed me he had already dropped Nate off and was now taking Gary to a dental appointment. He asked if anything was wrong and offered to go back and get him if need be. I told him the wife had left us and that I wasn't sure about Nate being alone but I was probably just being overly worrisome, but I'm sure Nate will be fine. I didn't tell him about my bro. The rest of my work day was a mess as I was constantly worrying about Nate and Ted being alone. In my mind's eye I pictured Nate doing his homework at the kitchen table like he always did after school and Ted sitting next to him telling him he was there to help him. As they talked the work through, I could see Ted putting his hand on Nate's exposed legs since he wore shorts that day. Ted was probably gently rubbing his leg up and down as he explained a math problem to Nate and helped him work it out. All the time his hand rubbing slowly higher and higher without Nate realizing how close Uncle Ted's hand was getting to his little boy package. My hand shook and I couldn't concentrate on my work as I envisioned my bro getting ready to molest my son. The work day ended and I speed home and thanked the gods that no cop caught me. I rushed into the house, agitated and expecting to see Ted ripping Nate's clothes off of him. Instead Nate was lying on the floor watching cartoons on the TV, fully dressed. "Where's Uncle Ted?" I asked in return to Nate's "Hello daddy." "I haven't seen him, he wasn't here when I got home." Nate returned oblivious to my state of agitation. "Is your homework done?" I inquired calming down as I realized I had let my imagination get the better of me. "Yes daddy, do you want to check it over for me?" Nate smiled. "Sure let's do that." I said. I sat down on the kitchen chair and Nate climbed up onto my lap and we went over his home work as I had my left arm wrapped around him and held him tight to me. My right hand rested on his leg as we went thru each question and answer, then I checked over his math work. "That feels nice dad." Nate stated. "I looked from the math paper, to him and then realized I was rubbing my hand up and down his thigh and coming within inches of his boy bits. I froze for a moment and wondered if I always did that or was this something new? I moved my hand away and ruffled his hair. "You got everything right you smart boy." I kissed him on the forehead and said I needed to get dinner started. Nate got off my lap and went back to his cartoons as I began dinner. I realized my hands were shaking slightly. Just as I was setting the table Ted came in the door. "What you been doing with your day?" I asked. "I got myself registered with the police and set up with the parole officer. He says he might be able to hook me up with a job. I gotta go see the manager at the grocery store tomorrow." Ted explained. "What can I do to help?" "Go make sure Nate washes his hands and dinner is ready." Just slipped out of my mouth. I couldn't un-say it but just told Ted to go with Nate to the bathroom. Well he couldn't do anything bad in a few minutes I rationalized and began to set the food out. Nate bounded into the kitchen a few minutes later and got on his chair. "Where's Uncle Ted?" I asked. "He had to pee." Nate replied simply as he looked over the dinner selection and wrinkled his nose at the sight of the Brussel sprouts. I was about to ask if Ted peed while Nate was still in the bathroom, if he hauled his cock out in front of him, but as I was about to Ted walked in and said how great it smelled. We had a good conversation during dinner and I didn't notice Nate acting any different so I decided nothing happened in the bathroom. Dinner was followed by TV again with Nate snuggled up to my side and my right arm wrapped protectively around him. Bed time came and I followed Nate into his bedroom and went over to one of his drawers as he stripped off his clothes down to his underwear. I sat down on the bed and handed Nate a Pair of pj's. `You want me to wear these?" Nate asked. "I think it best with your Uncle in the house for you to not be in just your underwear around him." I said. "But." Nate started to whine but I shut him down with that don't argue look. Nate sighed and stripped off his underwear. I looked at Nate's butt, so small and cute and firm looking. How could Ted even think it would be hot to fuck that tight little asshole? I did realize that my son was growing up though, gone was the baby fat and he had a lean slender build with a promise of muscle development. His coltish legs were smooth and his skin looked soft and warm. His butt disappeared as he pulled up the pj bottoms and I looked over his slender chest. I hadn't realized he had two larger pouty nipples instead of flat and small. He buttoned up his pj top and we went back into the living room. Ted didn't say anything about the change of attire but just hugged Nate good night and gave him a kiss on the cheek. That un-nerved me as I thought it was too close to the mouth, the forehead is fine but on the cheek would make it too easy for Ted to push his lips over to Nate's and tongue kiss him. How do I tell him that without making a big deal out of it? "Drink?" I questioned Ted after Nate went off to his room. "No I best not, want to make sure I have a clear head tomorrow for the job interview." Ted returned. "I'm surprised that you could work in a supermarket, they employee teens there." I stated Ted looked at me coldly. "The age of consent in this state is 16. I'm going to hit the sack early." Ted stood up and went to his room. I sat on the back porch and sipped at my bourbon and wondered if he had to tell the grocery store manager what his crime was, but then I figured if the parole office set it up it must be okay. The night was warm and a gentle breeze blew across me as I had a second drink. I felt the hand slid up my legs as I sat there with my head tilted back and my eyes closed as I enjoyed the night air. It rubbed firmly across my crotch. This was a man's touch so it had to be Ted I realized. The fingers pulled at my belt, the snap and the zipper till my fly was spread open and my boxers parted. My cock was fished out of the opening and I was hard for some reason. I felt the mouth engulf me and suck me down to the root. Fuck yea I muttered to myself as the blow job was administered by an obvious expert with years of training. "Fuck yea Ted suck your bro off." I verbalized as I felt my orgasm building, I gripped the arms of the chair. "I'm gonna cum bro." I announced but Ted stayed silent so I took that as a yes he wanted his big brother's cum in his mouth. I felt it build to the point of no return and my eyes flew open as I shot my first volley of cream. I looked down and no one was there, a second shot of cum came out. My clothes were all in place and I dropped another glob of cum into my underwear. "Fuck, fuck, fuck." I muttered as I realized I had a wet dream and messed the inside of my underwear. It was Friday morning and I ambled in to the bathroom to find Nate already at the sink brushing his teeth. I hauled out my cock and pissed into the toilet and took a quick glance in the mirror and saw Nate watching me piss as he brushed. "Why is he watching me? He hasn't done that before has he? Shit did Ted get to him somehow and now he's interested in me. No I`m sure I'm just imaging it. I looked in the mirror again and saw Nate just looking back at his own reflection. I shook myself and then tucked it back away. Just like I always did, I rubbed my hand on his back and asked how he slept. But of course this morning instead of his smooth tight skin I felt pj cotton. I didn't like it, dam you Ted, if you hadn't moved in I won't have had to make Nate wear pj's and I would be touching his bare back. Nate and I finished our routine and went to the kitchen to find Ted awake and making pancakes, or trying to make pancakes. He hasn't ever cooked and was trying to make sense of the directions on the box. It was a sweet gesture but he ruined it by being shirtless. He was showing off his built stud body to Nate and I'm sure hoping to get Nate interested in seeing more. I was just starting to realize what a monster Ted was. I didn't want Nate to see Ted's hard packed abs and that built chest with his big pecs and large brown nipples or that spray of soft brown hair splayed out between his pecs and running down and tapering off like a beacon pointing to what was hidden under his pants. "Geez you should have told me last night that you were going to do this." I stated. "But I promised Nate I would take him to McD's for breakfast today." "You did?" Nate spoke up with a puzzled tone in his voice. "Yes I did." I snapped back. "Get your stuff so we're not late." I ordered. Ted looked at me and then just shrugged his shoulders and went back to his pancakes. Nate and I were in the car headed to McD's, which I hate but now was committed to. "Does Uncle Ted work out in a gym or something?" Nate asked. Fuck I cried out in my head. That monster has gotten the first tentacle into my son's head. Nate noticed and was interested in Ted's naked torso. It must be one of the first steps in seducing a child, I thought. Well not on my watch. We sat in McD's and I kept an eye on every guy there to see if any were perving on my son. I dropped Nate off safely at school and watched the other kids run into the building. They looked so cute in their uniforms which conformed snugly to their little butts. I bet Ted would like to sit here and watch all these innocent boys wiggle their behinds. A rap on the window pulled me out of my thought and I turned my head to see the safety patrol officer signaling me to move on. When I got to work I called Mr. Brock and asked him if Nate could stay at his house till I got home, he agreed and I felt good at knowing that I had stopped any plans that Ted might have had of spending alone time with his nephew. The work day went fine and I was in a happy mood. Being a Friday I wished everyone a good weekend as I left work and headed home. I pulled onto my street and slowed down as I approached my house. Standing out in front of Mr. Brock's house was Ted with Nate leaning up against him and Ted's arm around him. Mr. Brock was standing there with his grandson Gary leaning against him and his arm around Gary. Why the fuck are they talking I wondered out loud. I pulled into the driveway and slowly got out of my car and walked over. "Hey Matt, why didn't you tell me you had a brother staying with you." Mr. Brock called out. "I think it's great of you for taking him in after all those years in prison." "Oh so he told you about that?" I returned. "Sure did and explained the whole situation. He figured I had a right to know since Nate and Gary would be playing together and Gary would be around your house sometimes. Mighty brave of him I say." Mr. Brock added with a firm punctuation. "Yea I guess." I returned. "Well I best start working on dinner." I added. "I got a big pot of chili going, why don't you boys join us for dinner." Mr. Brock suggested. "Can we dad, he makes really great chili." Nate pleaded. All eyes were on me and obviously I would be an asshole to say no, so I accepted. "Great come on over in an hour." Mr. Brock instructed. Nate stayed behind with Gary to play as Ted and I returned to the house. I went to my bedroom and left the door open as I stripped down and then walked naked to the bathroom to freshen myself up. From there I walked back to my bedroom and redressed, not once did Ted pay me any attention. As I sat there on the end of my bed it then dawned on me that Ted was playing it cool. It was the long game, he was going to worm his way into our psyche rather than push us for the short term pleasure. That's why he didn't show any interest in me. I had to admit that Mr. Brock's chili was great and I stayed silent for the most part as I watched Mr. Brock and Ted and Nate and Gary carry on a conversation and laugh and joke with each other as we ate. I was glad that I brought my bottle of bourbon with me to drink with the meal because Mr. Brock had no booze in the house to offer. Over dessert of chocolate cake and my third glass of bourbon I started to wonder why Mr. Brock would be so accepting of Ted. Sure he said it was because of his honesty but there had to be more to it than that. As we all sat around talking after, and I was having my fifth drink I realized the truth of it. Mr. Brock was in his 60's and a widower. His son and his wife were killed in a car accident and he took his grandson in to raise. That always seemed odd to me but now I saw it. He was a kiddie fucker just like Ted. That's why he was so accepting of Ted, he was kindred spirit. I realized there were monsters all around. Has Mr. Brock and Ted already brain washed Nate with the help of Gary and pulled him into their dirty little circle? "Matt." I heard my name called. "Matt." Someone repeated. I looked up to see Ted looking down at me. "Matt it's time to go home." He told me. "Oh okay." I replied and rose unsteadily to my feet. "Thanks for a wonderful meal." I said to Mr. Brock "Good thing tomorrow is a Saturday so he can sleep it off." I heard Mr. Brock say to someone. Ted helped me get home and to my bed. He stripped me down and as he did I figured here it comes, he's going to help himself to me. He got me drunk so he could take advantage of me I figured. He's a monster, I got to protect Nate from him, I remember thinking to myself and then I feel asleep. But I only pretended to fall asleep. I saw Ted leave and close my bedroom door. I waited there in my boxers and under the covers that Ted threw over me. I wanted to give him time to have his way with Nate so I could catch him in the act, I laid there and counted the minutes. I could see him return to the living room and sit on the sofa where I usually sat and pulling Nate in to snuggle against him as Nate did with me. They would watch some TV before Ted would mention he was hot and pull his shirt off and then pull Nate back into him. They will sit for several more moments before Ted says it feels so good having his shirt off and suggesting that Nate might want to try it. Nate of course being a gullible boy says sure and takes his shirt off also. They will sit there with Ted's arm around Nate and his hand on Nate's arm slowly stroking it. Teds probably standing up now and saying he has to pee and then disappears down the hall, he comes back wearing only his briefs now and sits back down. He tells Nate that he figured he might as well get comfortable and be ready for bed all at the same time. He's telling Nate that he can sleep in his underwear tonight since I'm passed out and won't know. He even suggests that Nate can get down to his undies now if he wants. Nate of course wants to be a big boy and so he takes off his pants and now the two are sitting there snuggled up with their flesh touching. I imagine Ted now has his arm around Nate and is gently brushing his arm with his fingertips and Nate is probably enjoying it, falling right into the trap. Ted will probably now reach over with his other hand and try to tickle Nate in the side, Nate will giggle and squirm against Ted's body as he intensifies his tickle attack. Nate won't realize it but this gives Ted the perfect opportunity to feel Nate all over, to touch and feel his soft smooth young skin. Ted is probably getting a full blown hard on now that is pushing out the front of his briefs. Ted's probably pulling Nate down onto the floor as he tickle/wrestles and rubs his man flesh all over Nate's little boy body. I imagine he is making sure his large lump also rubs against Nate's body. About now he has Nate flat on his back and is straddling his chest and Nate is saying he gives up. Ted stops and lets Nate catch his breath as Ted straightens up. And there it is right in front of Nate's face, that big bulge in Ted's underwear and Nate can't help but stare at it since it's right there in his face. I can hear Nate saying something like "what's in your underwear uncle." Ted will chuckled and say "that's me, see." And he will pull the front of his briefs down and out will come Ted's large hard man cock right before my son's eyes. And then Ted will say it, all pedos do, it's the classic pedo line, he'll say "Do you want to touch it?" Fuck why did I let this monster into my house I questioned myself. I should rush out there now and save Nate but no, he could still say it's all innocent. I better wait till they are doing something that can't be explained away. Right about now Nate has Ted's cock in his hands and is touching it and feeling it, he probably doesn't want to but you know how pedos get a boy to do something they don't want to by tricking them into it. Okay sure maybe Nate is a little interested, after all didn't I see him eyeing me when I pissed this morning. Just curious I'm sure, of course just curious Nate's no little gay boy, I'm positive, right? Ted's probably got a pearl of precum hanging at the tip of his cock by now from Nate playing with it, I can see in my mind's eye, Ted wiping it off with the tip of his finger and then licking it off with his tongue and saying something like "yummy". Another drop will form and Ted will wipe that one off also but offer it to Nate, Nate will stare at it uncertain what to do but then with some encouragement from my monster of a brother he will lick it off, "tastes okay doesn't it" Ted will say and Nate will probably agree. Nate will eat anything. A new drop forms and Ted will suggest that Nate just licks it right from the source. That's how they work, they twist the logic in the boys mind so he sees nothing wrong with what he's doing. Now Nate has his tongue wiping across Ted's bloated cock head and is probably feeling Ted's hand on the back of his head about now. Ted is saying softly that if he sucks it into his mouth he will get more of that good cream to eat. Twisting the logic, turning the boy into a cock sucker. I'm sure right about now Nate has Uncle Ted's cock buried in his mouth as Ted tells him what a great cocksucker he is and says "yea, suck your uncle's hard meat, you're a natural cocksucker." Ted is probably slowing thrusting his throbbing shaft in and out of my son's small mouth. Now is the time for me to rush out there and catch Ted molesting my boy, he can't explain away having his cock buried down Nate's throat. I get off the bed and make my way to the door, shit I must be a little drunk because I can't walk a straight line. But still I'm making my way down the hall using the wall for support, the living room is right ahead, why is it so bright in there? He must have every light turned on. I brace myself for what I'm about to see, and then I jump into the room, well stagger and trip. I land on my knees and holding onto the side of the sofa. Where are they? The room is empty, the TV off. Sunlight is streaming in thru the windows. What's going on? I hear a noise in the kitchen and get to my feet then make my way there. Ted is at the stove cooking eggs. Fully clothed and cooking eggs. "Why are you cooking this time of night?" I asked but hearing my voice crack and sound dry. "Night? It's 10 in the morning, I was wondering if you would ever wake up." Ted chuckled. "Drink some coffee, you look like shit." He added. I turned my bleary eyes to the counter to see the coffee pot half empty already. "And if you think I'm going to help you with that then you are sorely mistaken." Ted laughed as he slid his eggs out onto a plate. I didn't understand but then followed his gaze down to my front where I had a fucking hard on poking out of the boxers and waiving in the air. What the fuck? I don't understand. "Where's Nate?" I muttered as I stared at my cock as it throbbed. "He and Gary and some kid named Kelly, don't know if it's a girl or boy, but they went to the park." Ted returned. "Here these eggs are for you," He stated as he set the plate down on the table. Eat the eggs, drink some coffee and come back to the land of the living. I'm going to go for a run, I gotta get back into an exercise routine." Ted rambled off and then was out the front door. I sat down and rubbed my face. Did I dream that all of that was going on? How could I have fallen asleep? Did Ted turn Nate into a cocksucker last night while I slept? Shit was Nate and Gary down at the park now looking for other men to suck. You know, once a boy gets a taste for cock he will just want more and more. I shoveled the eggs into my mouth and then a thought struck me, why is Ted taking up running today. The boys are at the park, that's it, a perfect excuse to go to the park without it looking like he's going to the park. He probably has some pedo friends lined up to fuck Nate's little mouth or to find more boys to prey on. Oh those pedos love parks. I'm going to have to tell Nate he can't go there any more once he comes home I realized. The fourth and final cup of coffee made its way down my throat, I wanted more and went looking thru the cupboards only to find that we were out. Actually the cupboards were kinda sparse and I realized I needed to go grocery shopping. I gave myself a shower and felt much better. As I dried myself I heard the front door bang and feet clambering across the floor to suddenly find my naked self, face to face with Nate and Gary. "We gotta pee." Nate announced. "I'm not stopping you." I said and stepped aside but didn't leave the room. They both went to the toilet and pulled their little pricks out and soon were splashing in the bowl. Nate had his back to me but Gary had a side view of my naked body and I could see him glancing at my cock every now and then. Yea he's a cocksucker alright, I thought, I could see the hunger in his eyes for my meat. I probably can't save him, I'm sure his Grandpa has been using him ever since he moved in. You just never know who the monsters are. I realized my cock was starting to chub up and I figured why hide it, after all if he's a cock sucker he knows what they look like. They finished peeing and ran from the room but as they did Nate looked back and I thought he licked his lips. Well maybe not, maybe I just imagined it, but still, maybe Ted did get to him last night. "I'm going grocery shopping is there anything you want?" I called out. I heard Oreo's come back at me just before the front door slammed closed. Going thru the list at the store my mind kept wandering back to Nate and Ted. My bro's only been here a few days and somehow he's turned Nate into a cock sucker, I'm certain of it. Sure I have no proof but I can just feel it in my gut. How could Ted live in a house with a boy so young and sweet like Nate and not be wanting to molest him. I know he got caught with a kid already into puberty and the kid wanted it and Ted was only 18 but that still makes him a pedo monster and once you had young flesh could he truly be happy without it? As I shopped I noticed some of the shelf stockers and the bag boys and found myself wondering how safe they will be with Ted working there. Sure they were 16 or older but they were still tender hot studs with rosy plump lips. I imagined Ted would just love having them wrapped around his hard meat. Slurping back and forth on his shaft as he pumps himself into their pretty boy faces. As I looked at them I saw them give me that look back, sure they were being polite as you are supposed to do in a job like that but they acted more like their just being coy. Maybe they were already cock suckers and just looking for a stud like me to come along and make them happy. A man came into my line of sight stopping me from looking at stock boy who was bent over and stocking a lower shelf. "Sir I'm the manger and we appreciate your business and we have no problem with your type shopping here or even paying attention to the staff but could you please be more discrete, some of the boys are complaining and feeling uncomfortable." "Uh sure, sorry, I didn't realize." I stammered back to him but I didn't really understand what he meant. He walked away from me leaving me confused. I pushed on with my shopping and thought it must be break time because I didn't see any more stock boys, or at least not in the aisles I was in. In the produce section I picked up a small melon and squeezed it to see if it was ripe. This must be what a young boy's ass feels like, I thought and then it dawned on me that the ass would be next on Ted's agenda. Feeling and squeezing Nate's firm but soft little boy cheeks and getting him used to being touched there before then sliding his finger down thru the valley of flesh and touching the small tight pink pucker there. Ted was gonna fuck Nate, of course he was, that's what all pedos want, to sink their hard fucking man cock's into that tight hot tender tunnel. He's probably doing it right now as I'm here at the store, as they are home, maybe Mr. Brock is helping him, turning my son into a pussy boy. I'm sure of it, he's home right now fucking my son, taking his fucking pedo pleasure as he deep thrusts his Uncle cock into his sweet young nephew. I might have failed Nate on the cock sucking but I won't let him down now. I walked away from my cart and dashed out the front doors and to the car. I pulled up into the driveway to find Ted out front mowing the lawn, dam I'm to late I thought. "Where's Nate?" I barked. "I hope it's okay but as I was getting back from the run he came over from Mr. Brock's house and said Kelly's dad had offered to take them all to the movies. I gave him permission. I'm sorry if I over stepped." Ted explained. I looked at him and he seemed to be sincere but then again his type are good at lying. "Where are the groceries? I can help carry them in." "Oh ah, well." I stammered. "I got to the checkout line and realized I forgot my wallet." I forced a "oh stupid me" laugh and went into the house, counted to ten and then came back out. "Found it." I said as I waved my wallet in the air and got back into the car. Maybe they did it before I got there and the reason Nate is off to the movies is to give him time to have accepted what happened before I see him. These monsters are clever that way. I gotta make a point of looking at Nate's asshole tonight, then I'll know for sure if he got fucked. I wonder if maybe Kelly's dad is in on it, you never really know who is a pedo. Nate showed up after I returned with the groceries, which Ted helped unload, and I was half way thru cooking dinner. He rattled on all thru dinner about the movie they saw but I didn't really hear what he was saying but was more paying attention to his behavior. He seemed to be acting normal but I realized I wasn't sure what a kid who just got fucked acted like. I need to look at his asshole, yep that will tell me for sure, somehow I'm going to inspect his asshole, look at it close, run my finger around it and maybe have to slip my finger in to make sure it's still tight. We sat and watched TV with Nate snuggled up against me as usual and my arm around him. "That tickles daddy but feels nice." Nate stated and I looked at him. Somehow my hand had slipped down the front of his t-shirt and I was caressing his chest. I looked over to Ted and he gave me a puzzled look but then returned his attention to the TV. The show went on and then came to an end. Ted got up and announced first dib's on the bathroom. I went and poured myself a drink and sat back down next to Nate and pulled him back into me and draped my arm over him. We were about half way thru the show when Nate whispered loudly in my ear. "Dad what you doing?" I looked down to him and saw that somehow my hand was pushed down the front of his pants and I was fondling his boy bits. "Shit, what the hell?" I thought to myself. I nervously looked over to Ted who had a surprised look on his face. He got up and announced he was turning in early, but as he passed I saw he was hard. I also realized I was to. "Let's go to bed sport." I said pulling my hand out of Nate's pants. "But I got an hour yet before bed time dad." Nate whined. "I know but I need to talk to you about something so we are going to do that now." I stated with a firmness that Nate knew not to argue with. I took Nate by the arm and walked him into my bedroom and closed the door. "Take off your clothes." I ordered. "What?" "You heard me, take off your clothes I need to look at something." I repeated firmly. I thought the room was warm and figured since I would be going to bed soon anyway I might as well get comfortable and stripped myself down to my boxers. Nate stood before me naked but cupping his small prick and balls and looking very uncertain about what was going on. I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled him over to me and laid him down across my lap. "You're not gonna spank me are you?" Nate asked with some panic in his voice. "Only if you don't cooperate." I returned as I spread his ass cheeks apart. "Nate stayed quiet as I examined that little pink pucker. It look normal, no puffiness or redness. I traced my finger around it to see if there was any slipperiness or a sign that there had been lube. It was dry and small and so pretty I thought. "Has Uncle Ted or Mr. Brock touched you here?" "No daddy, no one has touched me there until just now and you doing it." Nate squeaked. "You're not lying to me, they didn't threaten you to not tell the truth?" I found my finger in my mouth and I was wetting it. "No daddy, honest, you're the only person to touch me there besides myself when I wipe." Nate stated as my wet finger wormed into the tightness slightly. "What you doing daddy?" "I want to make sure you haven't been fucked by some sick pedo, that your uncle hasn't pushed his hard big cock into you, you know he's a monster and that's what he wants to do." I informed Nate. "He does?" Nate questioned as a glob of my spit dropped from my mouth down to his hole and helped lube my finger more as I pushed it in knuckle deep. "Yes, just like that little boy that he got caught with and went to prison for, he wants to be with you, he wants to be naked with you and show you his hard cock and have you suck it and eat his cum and fuck your hot little boy cunt here." I explained as now two fingers were working in and out of his hole. "I need to check to make sure he hasn't already been here and told you to lie about it." "He hasn't honest daddy that feels so weird daddy. Are you finger fucking me daddy?" "What do you know about finger fucking Nate? Who taught you about that?" I questioned with intensity in my voice. "You, you left a story on your computer about a man finger fucking his son last week." Nate moaned out as I pushed in further with my two fingers. Oh, I forgot about that, I was just doing research to try to understand what might make Ted tick. I guess I forgot to erase that. "You shouldn't snoop on my computer." I snapped back. "Sorry daddy." Nate squeaked as I moved my fingers back and forth. "Daddy?" Nate asked. "What?" "Why is your thing sticking up hard and what's that dripping from it?" I looked down and my cock was hard and sticking up thru my opening of the boxers, there was precum bubbling up and running down the shaft and across my balls then dripping down to the floor. I moved Nate across my lap and onto the bed with my fingers still embedded in his asshole but now his face was by my throbbing bloated cock. "Has Uncle Ted showed you his cock? Has he had you touch it and lick it?" "No daddy he hasn't honest. Your cock is the only one I've ever seen." Nate stated. "Have you been spying on me? Have you been wanting my cock?" I barked. "No daddy but you pee in front of me every morning and you get out of the shower while I'm still in the room and when you dry yourself you sometimes get hard like this while watching me pee or brush my teeth." Nate tried to explain. "I, he, what, no, I don't believe you." I finally spouted having found my voice. "You want me to believe that you haven't sucked anyone's cock?" "No daddy I haven't." Nate's voice quivered. "Prove it, suck my cock, I'll be able to tell if you have sucked before or not." I demanded. "You want me to put it in my mouth?" Nate said with a raised voice. "Ah I knew it, you don't want to because then if you do I'll know you have been sucking cocks." I returned. "But daddy I haven't, I." Nate's reply got cut off as I pushed his head down onto my hard daddy cock with my free hand. "Fuck yea." I shouted out. I entwined my fingers into Nate's hair and bounced his head up and down on my shaft. "Suck daddies cock, watch the teeth, maybe you haven't done this before but since you're doing it now you might as well keep going. Fucking hell son what a great cock sucker you will be and I can't wait to fuck your hot little ass." My bedroom door burst open and there stood Ted in his briefs. "What the fuck you doing bro?" He shouted. "Why should you be the only one fucking with him, he's my son after all." I barked back. "I haven't fucking touched him you're the one molesting your kid, you're the true monster in this house." Ted shouted back at the top of his lungs. I saw his face was red with anger and spit flew from his mouth as he shouted, his body quivered with tension as his muscles strained against his desire to attack me. And he was fucking hard, his briefs were bulging out to the full extent of their ability. "Your fucking hard bro, your pedo cock is straining to get out." I barked. "Of course I'm hard you fucking idiot, I like sex with boys and I find my bro molesting his own son, of course I'm hard, but I would have never touched him, I was controlling myself." He shouted back. "Well there's no point anymore is there." I returned. "He's a cock sucker now." "That's not how it works fucker," He shouted directly into my face. "He gets a choice, he gets to decide, that's the difference between molestation and love you twisted fuck." His spittle sprayed across my face. Ted knelt down and pulled my hand from Nate's head and pulled his mouth off my cock. "Nate you don't have to do this, we can stop this." Ted said softly to Nate like he was the knight in shining armor. Nate looked Ted in the eyes, "I'm okay also long as you don't let him hurt me." Let him hurt me? I knew dam well the him was me. My own son was looking to the pedo monster to protect him from his own dad. I rammed my fingers harder into his asshole. Ted brushed his hand across Nate's cheek, "I promise I won't let him do anything you don't want to do." Ted's voice was soft and caring. He was twisting this, he was making me out to be the monster. "What do you want Nate?" Ted asked with tenderness. "Can I, ah can I suck your cock also?" Nate asked almost shyly. "You sure baby? I would love to have you suck my cock and to suck yours also. I would love to make love to you and not just use you." Ted shot me a dirty look with those last words. "Yes Uncle Ted, I want to do this, I want to make you happy, to feel you and taste you. I want to be your fuck puppy." Nate exhaled. "Fuck puppy? Where did you hear that?" Ted chuckled. "The story dad was reading." Nate spilled out. Ted stood up and peeled down his briefs as he did. He stood there my little bro but I realized bigger brother with his hard meat in front my son's face. "So dad reads dirty little stories about little boys." He chuckled as I saw Nate wrap his sweet lips around Ted's cock head. Oh fuck I thought as I saw my son swallow my bro's cock, I'm not the monster here my bro is. As I plunged three fingers now into Nate's boy cunt, my bro was the true monster, he caused all of this, he manipulated me. "Oh yea baby boy suck my cock." Ted expelled. This was his long term plan I realized, to get me to molest my own son so he could sweep in and show him love and endear Nate to him. Those pedos are smart and plan things in advance. "Fucking brother", I shouted in my head as I moved myself so my cock was at Nate's asshole and I pulled my fingers out and was ready to shove my hard daddy cock into that hot tight hole. "He's not ready for that." Ted spat out at me. "I'll decide what he's ready for." I snapped back as my cock head touched his hole. "You're going to hurt him, don't." Ted said now with a softer voice. "I'm not the monster" I screamed as I plunged my hard cock into my son's virgin asshole. "I'm not the monster I repeated with every hard thrust over and over again. Ted pulled out of Nate's mouth and dropped to his knees in front of Nate and showered his face with kisses. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He said softly. " I didn't save you from your dad, I'm sorry, I love you so much baby boy, I'm sorry." "I love you to Uncle Ted." Nate cried. "Your uncle's the monster Nate not me." I shouted. "Your the one hurting me." Nate shot back at me as my cum exploded into his now boy pussy. "Fuck, fuck, fuck" I repeated as jet after jet of daddy seed filled him up till I couldn't stand it anymore and pulled out and collapsed exhausted back on the bed. "Take me to your room Uncle Ted," Nate requested. "Get me away from daddy." Ted smiled at Nate and said "Of course baby boy." Ted spun Nate around and onto his back. I watched as Ted lifted Nate's legs and impaled him on his cock and then lifted him up instructing him to wrap his arms and legs around him. Nate did as he was told and I watched him carry my son, impaled on his pedo cock, from the room as he soothed into Nate's ear. "I love you baby boy not rape you like your monster of a dad." "I'm not the monster." I feebly replied to their disappearing backs.