Chapter 1: Perverted Discoveries
Tom glanced down at his gas meter and swore. He was almost out of gas. He and his eight year old son Sammy were on their way back from a baseball game. They were almost home but he figured it would be better to be safe than sorry so he pulled into the next gas station that he saw.
The station was a little one horse operation located about a mile outside of town. It had only two pumps and the building looked like it had seen better days. It doubled as a garage as well and had a large junkyard out back filled with old cars, thousands of tires, and whatever else people liked to dump there.
As soon as Tom parked next to one of the pumps Sammy made it known that he had to go. Tom sent him inside to find the bathroom.
John Bixby or Biggs as his friends called him, sat behind the counter and watched as the big red F-150 pulled up next to the pumps. It wasn’t long before he saw a sandy haired, freckle faced kid hop out and begin walking toward the store. A man with the same sandy hair got out as well and began to pump gas into the truck. Biggs wasn’t interested in the man though. He watched the boy avidly as he made his way to the door, entered and asked where the bathroom was. Biggs raised a large, oil stained arm and pointed to the back of the store. The kid nodded his thanks and headed to where Biggs had pointed.
Biggs eyed the little boy up and down as he walked away. He drank in the site of the kids tender young legs and the way his cute little butt wiggled as he walked. As soon as the boy was in the bathroom Biggs turned to his friend and coworker, Josh Pullman, and told him to mind the counter while he took care of something. Josh wasn’t fooled. He knew exactly was on Big Biggs’ mind. Biggs was forty-two, muscular, and weighed three hundred and sixty-four pounds. He had been in and out of jail for most of his life, mostly on charges of child abuse and molestation. Josh had seen the boy come in and knew what was about to happen. Not that he had any inclination to stop it. He and Biggs had been friends for years and knew most of each other’s secrets. Even if Josh had wanted to stop Biggs, which he didn’t, there was no way that a his meager one hundred an fifteen pounds could do anything.
Biggs walked back to the smelly little room they called a bathroom and shoved open the door. The boy had just pulled down his shorts and started to pee. He looked up, startled, as Biggs pushed his hulking mass into the little room and closed the door.
“Hey I’m going to the bathroom in here! You can’t be in here!” the boy yelled.
Biggs just grinned down at his tiny little naked ass and pecker. Admiring the steady stream of yellow piss as it splashed into the porcelain bowl.
“Well kid I need to go myself so I hope you don’t mind sharing,” thus saying, Biggs pulled out his own cock and began to pee next to the boy. The boy’s eyes grew big and round and he became speechless at the sight of Biggs’ huge purple cock. He had never seen another man’s dick before especial one so big.
Soon they were both done and shaking off the last drops of pee. The boy was just about to pull up his pants when Biggs stopped him.
“Don’t tell me you’re not going to wipe the piss off your dick boy? We don’t allow that kind of thing here. Always clean up after you go.”
The boy looked puzzled and even more so when he looked around and could find no toilet paper. Confused he looked questioningly up at the big man.
Biggs just smiled and said, “Guess we’ll just have to clean each other up boy. We don’t have any paper so would you please just lick the piss off my dick with that sweet little tongue of yours? That should be good enough to get it clean.”
The boy was shocked and disgusted. He shook his head hard, “No that’s gross!”
Biggs smile suddenly vanished as he put his hands on the boy’s shoulders and forced him to his knees. The big purple head of his cock bobbed in front of the boy’s face.
“Lick it boy! Clean it up real good if you know what’s good for you!”
Scared, the boy began to cry as he shook his head no. Biggs slapped him hard across the face.
“Lick boy or I’ll kill you and your dad out there!”
Terrified the boy stuck out his tongue and began to lap away at the massive rod of flesh before him. He grimaced at the taste and smell of the disgusting cock. It was dirty, sweaty, and tasted salty and bitter at the same time. He could tell Biggs hadn’t bathed in a long, long time. Finally he managed to clean up all the pee from the cock and he thought he was done. He was wrong.
“Open your mouth boy. I’m gonna fuck that sweet little mouth of yours. Your little tongue felt so good I’m just gonna have to try out that mouth and throat of yours.” Biggs had given up all pretenses of ‘cleaning’. He was ready to just out and out rape the boy.
The boy tried to refuse but got hit hard across the face again and Biggs pinched his nose until he had to open his mouth for air. His mouth open, Biggs slammed his cock in. The boy choked and tears streamed down his face as the grease covered pedophile raped his eight year old mouth. The big, purple head forced its way down his throat until Biggs was buried up to his hairy balls. Thirteen inches of meat was stuffed down the little boy’s throat almost reaching his stomach. Unable to breath, the little boy panicked and began to beat his tiny fists against Biggs’ massive frame. Biggs slid out and the boy had just moments to gasp for breath before his mouth was again filled and Biggs forced his head up and down the shaft, massaging his cock with the boy’s lips.
Suddenly the door burst open and Sammy looked up to see his dad standing in the doorway with a look of shock and horror on his face at the sight of his little boy with a huge cock shoved down his throat. Relief flooded through Sammy as he was sure his torture was over. His dad had come to save the day.
Seconds passed by though and Tom just stared in shock at the scene as his son and the rapist stared back at him. He was shocked, outraged to see his little boy abused like that. His first impulse was to take a swing at the dirty fuck that was raping his son. But he just couldn’t take his eyes off the sight of Sammy’s little lips wrapped around the giant purple cock.
Biggs was the first to break the silence, “Well bub, I’ve got my cock shoved down yer little boy’s throat. What’re you gonna do about it?”
Then Sammy saw something change in his Daddy’s eyes, and it scared the shit out of him.
“Do? Oh um….nothing. Please, keep going. Um……can I watch?”
It was Biggs’ turn to be shocked. That was not the response he had expected, “You mean you want to watch me rape your little boy’s mouth like he was a cheap whore?”
“Um…..yah.”
“Make him slurp up all my cum and swallow it down like the little bitch he is?”
Tom started to breath harder as his cock pushed against his pants, “Yes.”
“Bend him over and fuck his baby ass as he screams and bleeds all over the floor?”
“Yes, yes I want to see you violate my son!”
“I’ll piss all over him and in his mouth and make him swallow that too…”
Tom couldn’t take it any more. He pulled out his hard throbbing cock and began to pump it wildly, “I don’t know why but I want you to rape my boy over and over. It makes me so hard just seeing your cock in his mouth! Please, please continue!”
Biggs couldn’t believe his luck, and the dirty talk with the boy’s dad was making him even harder so he continued to rape the now hysterical boy’s mouth.
Tears coursed down Sammy’s cheeks as all hope fled. His last chance of being saved disappeared with his dad’s betrayal. The big nasty man kept choking him with his giant cock over and over again as Sammy tried to keep from blacking out. Suddenly he felt the disgusting slab of meat jerk with spasms as something warm and thick was pumped down his throat.
Biggs gave out with a loud grunt as he came and pumped ropes of cum into the boy. Tom groaned at the sight. He was so fucking close to cumming and Biggs could tell. The big man motioned Tom closer. Timidly Tom complied and inched closer to the perverted scene. When he was close enough Biggs reached down and wrapped his massive fingers around Tom’s trembling cock. He began to jerk the other man off as he aimed it at Sammy. Having another man’s hand on his cock was too much for Tom. He suddenly let go and came all over his son as Biggs aimed his cock like a hose and wet the little boy down.
Once he was done Biggs kept a hold of Tom’s cock and kept massaging it’s limp form as he ordered Sammy to undress the rest of the way. Ashamed, Sammy did as he was told. Tom gasped at the sight of his naked little boy with pedophilic, incestuous thoughts he never knew he had.
“You need to go?” Biggs whispered into his ear.
The question caught Tom off guard, but he suddenly realized he really did need to go. He nodded yes.
Biggs grinned as he kept working the other man’s spent cock and balls, “Then why don’t you use your boy like a toilet? Spray your piss all over his innocent little body. Drench’im.”
Tom’s cock suddenly sprang to life again at the thought. He breathed hard as he took his dick from Biggs and aimed it at his seven year old son who had fallen to the floor and was whimpering. A golden stream arced through the air and splashed all over the little boy as his dad relieved himself on his defiled offspring. A second stream splashed down as Biggs spent what was left of his reserves. The two men finally finished wetting Sammy down and zipped back up.
Tom looked with wonder at his sobbing child, “Man what a mess.”
Biggs shrugged, “It’s all right. I‘ll make the boy clean it up while we go out into the store and talk.”
Tom nodded as Biggs pulled Sammy to his knees and hit him across the face, “Ok boy, I want you to clean up all the piss on this floor with your tongue.”
Disgust and horror spread across the boy’s face until Biggs hit him again, “Your dad and I are going right outside to talk. When we come back I want the floor clean and you better not use any paper towels. I don’t want to find any in the trash or hear the toilet flush. If you disobey or if the floor ain’t clean by the time we’re back then we’ll fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk or talk ever again. Ok?”
Terrified Sammy nodded mutely. He bent over immediately and began to lap the piss and dirt up off the floor. Tom watched him avidly until he and Biggs were outside with the door closed. After the door was closed Biggs led Tom up to the counter.
“So I’m Biggs and the guy behind the counter is Josh. What’s yer name?”
“Oh um, Tom. My name’s Tom.”
“So Tom, how long have you been into fucking and humiliating little boys?”
Tom shook his head amazed at himself, “Never! This is my first time. I never even thought about it before.”
Biggs and Josh stared at him for a few moments, “Ya mean you just all of a sudden decided you wanted to turn your loving boy into a whore?”
Tom nodded, “Uh yeah, I mean I heard some noises coming from the restroom. I knew Sammy was in there so I decided to see what was going on. At first I was going to kill you, but then I saw my boy with your cock shoved down his throat and, I don’t know, something just snapped. I couldn’t take my eyes of it. It was so perverted and I realized I didn’t want to stop you.”
Biggs and Josh nodded uncertainly, “Yer one strange fucker, you know that right.”
Tom just shrugged his shoulders.
“Well Tom what are you gonna do now? What we just did is illegal. We could be locked up if the kid tells.”
Tom shook his head, “I can keep control of my son. All I know is that I don’t want to stop. That was the best thing I’ve ever felt. I’ve never even done it with another guy. Never thought about it.”
Biggs gave him a strange look, “Well I like the guys, specially if they’re three foot tall. Josh here is straight, but he ain’t against doin’ it in the same room as another guy. Why don’t I have him call his favorite hooker and we’ll shut down the store while I teach you how it’s done between palls?”
Tom just nodded his agreement. He didn’t know where this would take him, but he wasn’t about to stop. Strangely he felt no sympathy for his pathetic child, who at this moment was lapping up piss and scum in the bathroom. He thought his shy boy would come around and start to like this stuff. Even if he didn’t Tom would enjoy breaking the spirit of the son he loved and yet needed so badly to hurt.
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