Date: Fri, 15 Dec 2023 23:09:00 -0700 From: Nasty Slut Subject: My son becomes my sex toy-14 Ok guys. Obviously not everyone reads this shit up here, but I'll say it all again. This is a hard-core story involving all kinds of kink and debauchery. Including incest, underage, bdsm, raunch, drugs, and more. For most of you that have read this far, it's no surprise. I told you from the beginning it was going to get nastier and nastier. However, some of you are apparently pretty stupid and continue to send me whiney ass emails complaining that they don't like this or that. TOUGH SHIT. Don't read any further then. This story is not for you! It's for us freaky, disgusting perverted pigs. For those who are enjoying it, thanks for the kind words. Sorry if I haven't responded to everyone. Also, remember this is all just fantasy. I don't condone this behavior in real life. Well, not all of it! As usual, don't read this if it's illegal where you live. And give Nifty some fucking money! THAT'S AN ORDER, PIGS!!! ______________________________________________ Chapter 14 "So what's next?" Travis wanted to know as he stuffed his more than ample teenage dick back into his camo pants. "You certainly are an eager beaver." I laughed. "Fuck yea! This shit rocks! I mean you get to totally abuse someone and they love it! I've seen shit online, but I've never actually done it. At least not extreme shit." "Well I don't imagine girls your age get into too much wild stuff." I said, trying to feel him out. "Naw, I don't fuck around with teenage cunts. Too much hassle. And they suck in bed. I go for the older chicks. They know what the fuck they're doin. And they looooove having Big Travis pound the shit out of them. That's what I call my cock. Big Travis. Cause it's big." He boasted. "Yea." I laughed. "I kinda figured that one out. You ever fuck boy pussy before?" "I ain't never done that fag shit before." He said a bit too defensively. "But then dad explained how you can fuck and use a fag but not be queer yourself." "Well, thats true. Sexuality is a very wide spectrum." "And he said he and his brothers and grandpa used to fuck you years ago. And they're not queer. And you married a woman. So you're not queer. But all the guys in your family fuck each other." "Don't try to over think it." I told him. "Just go with what's fun. What feels good to you." "Oh I am." He grinned. "I think a whole new world has opened up for me!" "Oh it definitely has, my boy. And just wait till you're balls deep on my son's hot, juicy boy pussy. You'll be in heaven." "That's so fucked up that it's your son. But so fucking hot at the same time." Travis was practically drooling as he stroked himself through his pants. During our little conversation, Earl had set up the portable picnic table he had brought. "Would you do the honor of getting our whore on his back on the table?" I asked Travis. "Shouldn't it wash off first?" He inquired. "No. It's a filthy little pig. So it should look and smell like one." I said. "Gotcha!" He said, giving me two thumbs up. He walked back to Marky and gave him a swift kick in the side. "Git a move on faggot!" Travis ordered him. "Git your bitch ass up there. We ain't got all night!" I was liking this kid more and more. Marky scrambled to the table and was soon tied down to it, spread eagle, leaving his body fully exposed. His balls were a little swollen from their beating, but they would be fine. Earl popped a blue pill into Marky's mouth and placed a gas mask over his head. He gave us all a blue pill and the fun was ready to continue. Suddenly, glass pipes and baggies appeared out of nowhere it seemed. Everyone had their own. Pipes were loaded, lighters were lit, and soon Marky's face was obscured by a thick white cloud as everyone exhaled their hits into the air tube. After the first round, everyone slowed down so Marky was getting actual oxygen as well in between second hand hits. Didn't want him to suffocate after all. I'm not exactly sure how many hits Marky got. But with seven guys, each hitting at least 6 times, he got at least 30 second hand hits. He had to be way fucked up. Good. It's what I wanted. Earl produced a ziplock with a bunch of safety pins in it. "What are those for?" Travis asked me. "We're going to pierce the dumb fag." I grinned. "All twenty of them." "Hot damn!" He said excitedly. "I've seen this shit online. I can't believe I get to do it!" He leaned down to Marky's ear. "Get ready for some real pain faggot." Marky didn't say a word, he just trembled on his bonds. "I like to see the fear in your eyes, bitch. It turns me on." Damn this boy was really discovering his sadistic side. "I think Travis should have the honor of the first one." I suggested. Earl handed him the baggie and some hand sanitizer. "Now sanitize your hands and the area you're going to do first." I instructed him. Travis looked at Marky's displayed, vulnerable body before deciding on the right nipple. He squirted sanitizer on his hands and the nipple and took out a pin. I of course was recording everything. He took Marky's nipple and squeezed it at the base, making it stick out better. Then, as if he had done this before, he deftly pushed the pin through it. Marky cried out as his entire body went ridged then spasmed from this new pain and a sheen of sweat covered his skinny, hairless body. The guys all clapped. I looked at Travis' crotch and could see he was rock hard. Of course, guess what little pain pig was also rock hard? Travis gave Marky's cock a hard slap. "You fucking sick faggot." He laughed. Marky just groaned. "Can I be next?" Asked an excited Trent. "Of course you can." I told him. "Why don't you pierce its other nipple." Trent took a pin and the sanitizer, squirting some on Marky's other nipple. "Wait a second." Travis paused him. "I really want to see this faggots face as we torture him." My dick throbbed in my own shorts as I took in just how much Travis was enjoying this. He pulled the gas mask off, revealing Marky's sweat covered head before buckling the ball gag onto him. Kneeling down, Travis turned Marky's head so they were making direct eye contact. Then he motioned his brother to proceed. He was almost tender as he wiped the sweaty hair from Marky's forehead. "Look at me faggot." He said in a low authoritative voice. "I want to see your eyes as you suffer." I suppose I should have been maybe a little bit worried just how into this Travis was getting, but I was way too aroused. I just watched as Trent pinched Marky's other nipple then plunged the pin through in one forceful thrust. Marky screamed into the gag as his body bucked in his bonds. "Oh fuck that's hot." Said Travis, as if in a trance. "I can see your pain, and that you fucking love it. You worthless faggot." And he did, as evidenced by his rock hard boy cock. "Wait till you see this." I told Travis. "Hold its head up so it can watch, and feed it some of this." I instructed him, handing him the brown bottle. Travis got behind Marky's head and held it up, putting the bottle under his nose. I took a pin and used the sanitizer on Marky's cock head. He trembled in fear as he realized where the next pin was going. "Oh yea faggot." Travis growled into his ear. "Your daddy's about to pierce your little clit. I bet that turns on a sick little fuck like yourself, doesn't it faggot?" He taunted my son. "Your own daddy is torturing his faggot son, and you fucking love it, don't you." Marky just nodded his head. I grabbed Marky's hard little dick and carefully inserted the pin into his peehole. "Watch carefully faggot. Watch while your daddy inflicts pain on you for our amusement." Travis held Marky's head tight as I pushed the pin through the sensitive skin below his cockhead, giving him a temporary p.a. Marky screamed more and thrashed about as much as he could. But the proof of his enjoying his torment was the copious amount of precum that leaked from his boy cock. "Hoo boy there faggot." Exclaimed Travis. "You are one fucked up queer!" "Yes it is!" I said proudly. "My own personal little fuck toy. Now, let's finish the job!" I stood back to watch the show and record as the rest of the men took their turns and pierced my little boys sweet, but no longer innocent flesh. I could tell after the 5th piercing went through his taint that Marky had passed on to another plane of existence. One that only true masochists experience. He no longer screamed as each new pin passed through his flesh, but rather moaned and panted and whined as his body writhed in extasy as he was stuck over and over while his cock continued to leak. Finally, all twenty safety pins were in my son. Two in each nipple, criss crossing. The rest decorated his genitals. Two criss crossed through his cockhead, seven went down his shaft, and the rest decorated his little ball sack. Travis wanted one to go through his balls, but I wanted to save that special torture for the future. The men were enjoying tormenting Marky by flicking and pulling the pins stuck through his body, laughing as he twitched and jerked at their manipulations. Marky never went soft. "Do you really want to see the faggot dance?" I asked. Of course the men all wanted to. So I blindfolded Marky and produced several red candles. "Watch this!" I said as I lit one. After letting it burn for a few seconds, I carefully tipped it and several drops landed right on Marky's cockhead. Marky let out a muffled shreik as he practically convulsed. The men all laughed and cheered as my son suffered for their amusement. "Let me!" Exclaimed Travis as he took a candle and lit it, expertly dripping the hot wax right on Marky's left nipple. Marky thrashed back and forth as he desperately tried to escape this new torture. "That's right little faggot." He said laughing gleefully as he dripped on the other nipple. "You can't escape. You suffer for our pleasure!" God damn this kid was really into this shit! The men then passed the candles back and forth. Marky never knew where the next drops would land, leading to constant shreiks of surprised pain. And I knew that the hot wax was extra painful on the pierced parts. He never stopped thrashing around the entire time. Soon, he was covered in the red wax. No part that was available was ignored. His chest and stomach, his legs, his armpits, and especially his cock and balls were completely coated. Even the soles of his feet were covered. The men only stopped when the candles ran out. "Well men, I suppose we should get down to what you're really after. Fucking some sweet, young boy pussy!" I declared as the men cheered. "Let's clean it off!" The guys started peeling all the wax off Marky, enjoying his further moans as they weren't being delicate. When the wax was all gone, they started pulling out the pins. While certainly not as painful as going in, they managed to illicit quite a few squeels from the bitch. Then just as the last pin was being pulled from Marky's semi hard cock, Earl walked back from his truck carrying something. "I've been hoping to use this." He said as he handed it to me. I examined the cock cage he had given me as he fetched some ice. It was a beauty. Metal, with a hefty weight to it, it held a couple little surprises. First, it opened down the shaft, spreading apart to reveal the entire thing was studded, even the head of it. Not sharp enough to do real damage, but definitely enough to cause pain. Second, there was a catheter attached that was about 5 inches long. It had a cap on the end that could be closed off. "Pretty nice, huh?" Earl asked as he encased Marky's cock and balls in the ice, forcing another shocked squeel from the slut. "Can't wait to get it on this fags clit. I expect this will keep its attention where it belongs, on its two holes!" I laughed as I watched Earl expertly attach the cage to Marky's now deflated cock and balls. I smiled as Marky let out a long, low moan as the catheter was pushed into his urethra, stretching it a bit. I imagined how hot it was going to be when I inserted a real catheter into him one day. I snapped back to reality as Earl closed the locks on my son's new confinement. "Well, let's just hope the little fag gets hard again so it can really appreciate the contraption on its clit." He said. "Oh, I don't think we'll have to worry about that." I smirked. "The faggot is always horny. Plus, that little blue pill will help!" I assured him. "Now let's get it up. And remember the rules, no marks, and all loads go in its pussy." I reminded them. "Otherwise, anything goes!" We untied Marky and let him sit up for a few moments as he regained his bearings. But it didn't last long as these men were more than ready. Even so, I had them line up as we loaded fresh pipes. I told them to line up by cock size, smallest to largest. It was no surprise that Duke was first. Then it went Bo, Trent, Earl, Travis, then Clay. I was a bit surprised that Travis was larger than Earl, as Earl had a pretty hefty 8 1/2 inches. But considering he's Clay's son, and Clay has a fucking monster, I shouldn't have been. I whispered instructions to Marky as I steered him toward the men and pushed him to his knees in front of Duke. "Sir." Marky began, "May I take out your precious cock and suck it? I'm just a lowlife faggot." He begged. Duke just laughed as Marky reached up and unzipped his pants. Out popped Dukes already hard cock. It was just about 6 inches, but with a good girth to it. I kneeled next to Marky and lit up a bowl. As soon as the smoke started swirling, I held it to Marky's mouth and he took a big hit. Then he engulfed Dukes cock and started bobbing on it. White smoke started flowing out of his nose as he sucked on Duke. Then Duke took a big hit on his pipe and blew it down onto the teenage slut, totally engulfing him in the cloud. Now, it should be mentioned that these aren't exactly clean guys. And not one was circumcised. A point that was made clear to Marky as Duke pushed his head off. His slid his foreskin back all the way to reveal a ring of dick cheese around the crown. I could tell Marky gagged a bit from the smell. "Clean it off faggot." Duke told my son. "I know faggots like you love a nice, dirty dick!" Marky didn't say anything as he just took a deep breath and opened his mouth. Duke grabbed the back of his head and forced his cock back in. He held it, keeping the foreskin fully retracted as Marky did as he was told. "Oh yea bitch. Clean that nasty cock." Duke encouraged him. "Use your tongue. Lick it all off bitch!" Marky gagged a couple times as the flavor engulfed his mouth. But soon, Dukes cock was as clean as a whistle. "Oh that's so nasty!" Giggled Travis. "What a fucking gross pig!" I just smiled as I pushed Marky toward Bo. "Sir," Marky began, "I'm just a pathetic piece of shit. Do I have your permission to suck your cock?" He begged again. I had told him he had to beg each man using different degrading things, and he couldn't repeat anything. "Sure faggot." Bo laughed. "That's all your good for anyway!" Marky unzipped his fly and released the next hard dick. Seven inches of dick popped out as I fed another big hit to Marky. As soon as he had inhaled all he could, he dove onto Bo's waiting cock. "Oh yea, you fucking whore!" Bo exclaimed as he hit his own pipe. Smoke escaped Marky's nostrils as he sucked Bo's dick before Bo exhaled a big cloud onto the cocksucker. "That's right queer." He said as he pulled out of the wet hole beneath him. "Take a look at that dick cheese." He proudly exclaimed as he pulled his foreskin all the way back. "Eat up bitch!" Marky obeyed, as expected, and soon had Bo's pole clean as well. Then I moved him to Trent. "Please Sir. I'm just a dirty, dick sucking bitch. May I please suck your cock?" Marky pleaded. I was really enjoying my son debasing himself. He released Trent's throbbing teenage cock, and even I got a whiff of his crotch. After I fed Marky his hit, he devoured Trent. Trent had a nice 8 inches with a fat mushroom head that strained against his foreskin. As soon as he peeled it back revealing his smegma buildup, Marky was instantly on it, using his tongue to scrape off every bit. As I moved him toward Earl, I knew that Marky was really in for it. Earl was definitely the dirtiest in the family, and I knew it might be too much for even a budding pig to take. So I had him hit the poppers a few times. "Please Sir." Marky pleaded, sounding genuinely desperate for cock as he huffed the bottle. "I'm just a degenerate pig. May I please suck and worship your beautiful Masters cock?" And beautiful it was. If you find a fat, veiny, gnarly, cock beautiful. Which judging from Marky's surprised little sound as he freed it's fat, 8 1/2 inches from its confines, he certainly did. "Yes faggot, you can. AFTER you've taken two big hits from your pipe." Marky just stared at Earl's monster as he took one, then another hit from my pipe. Then, he slowly put it in his mouth. Earl groaned as my son started sucking it like a madman. I held the bottle under his nose as he slid up and down. "Oh fuck yea bitch! This big ole nasty dick is sure gonna feel good tearing your pussy up!" He growled. Marky grunted in agreement as he pulled his mouth off of Earl's cock. Gripping his thick shaft, Marky slowly pulled back Earl's foreskin to reveal a hefty amount of cheese buried beneath. Marky looked up and smiled as he stuck out his tongue and started licking off all the putrid smegma that had collected there, moaning as he did so. When Earl's cock was totally clean, I moved Marky toward Travis. Now, secretly I wished Travis was last, because he was really the one most into the scene and I would have loved to see how he finished up this particular game. And of course, the young sadist didn't disappoint. He placed his boot on Marky's chest and gave him a hard shove, pushing him onto his back on the ground. "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue!" He demanded. Marky obeyed and Travis fished out his half hard cock and started pissing. He aimed at Marky's face and mouth first, drenching him in gold. Marky's face was one of pure lust as he panted and tried to catch as much piss in his mouth as he could. The men laughed at my pathetic son. After he drenched the pig in fresh piss, Travis dropped his pants and bent over. "Get in there faggot!" He shouted. "Eat my fucking shithole!" Marky scrambled to his knees and buried his face between Travis' lightly hairy butt cheeks. He went to town devouring the swampy teen hole. "Oh fuck yea." Travis moaned. "Eat my shitter you fucking queer! Goddamn damn that feels good!" Marky munched away, not even pulling back when Travis ripped a big fart right into his mouth. This made the men laugh more and call Marky even more names. After a couple minutes, Travis finally stood up, leaving a desperate Marky breathing deep and fast in his lust. "Now, let me hear it." Said Travis icily. "Please." Marky pleaded with a desperation that surprised even me. "Please, Sir. Give me your cock. Please give this disgusting pig your dirty, smelly dick. Let me clean it for you. That's what I was born for." His pleading made my dick throb. I bent down and fed Marky another hit as Travis pulled the skin back on his 10 inch pole, revealing a nice amount of cheese. He grinned as he took his finger and scraped a nice big chunk off and held it under Marky's nose. "Smell that, pig." He whispered. Marky breathed deep and moaned. "That's a good piggy. Now stick out your tongue." Marky did and Travis wiped his funk onto it. "Good boy. Now lick the rest off." He hit his pipe as Marky licked all around his head and under his loose skin like he had been doing it his whole life. Travis just grinned evily as my boy licked off every last bit. When it was clean, I moved Marky to the last one. "Go ahead and feed him his hit." Clay told me as he fished something out of his pocket. "I wasn't sure if I should use this, but something tells me this cunt can handle it." I watched as Clay proceeded to insert a ring through his cock head. A thick one. I didn't know he had a p.a., but it was a pleasant surprise. Marky exhaled his hit as his eyes grew big. Then Clay held the bottle under his nose until Marky was visibly wobbly. "Go ahead faggot. Take a hold of it, you know you want to." He encouraged Marky. Marky wrapped his hand around it as if in a trance. His 13 year old hand wasn't even big enough to go all the way around it, and it stuck out a proud 11 inches. "Please Sir." He began as he pulled back the hood. "Please let this nasty little slut suck your cock. Please let this worthless cunt worship your God like dick." Marky started licking the dick cheese as he continued. "Omg Sir, your filthy cock tastes so amazing." He continued as he slurped all around the monster. "Oh fuck Sir, it's so fucking beautiful. This pig isn't worthy of such a magnificent cock!" Clay smiled as he watched my pig of a son lick every last bit of the chunky white substance off his rock hard pole before he gently placed his hands on the back of Marky's head. Then, he grabbed Marky's hair before he brutally slammed his monster down his throat in one hard shove, burying Marky's nose on his pubes and holding him tight. Marky let out a muffled squeel as his arms and legs flailed about him. But he was no match for Clay's muscular arms. Clay held him tight as he gagged and wretched. When Marky's movements became more desperate, Clay pulled him off and Marky gasped for air as he spit up vomit. But Clay only gave him a moment before impaling him again. He held Marky longer this time until the boy was very visibly panicking before pulling him off. More spit and vomit sputtered out of Marky's hole. Then Clay grabbed the sides of his head and rammed his cock again to the hilt. This time he pulled off right away and slammed back in. 10 times he did this before he pushed Marky backwards onto the ground. Marky layer there panting like a bitch in heat as slime flowed from his mouth and down his chest. His eyes were glazed over like he was possesed. "That's just the beginning kid." Clay laughed as he spit on Marky. "Now let's get to fucking this dumb faggot piece of shit!"