Darkest Desires
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Robert has stayed late at school again today. He tries to participate in any school activity or help out some teacher with something. He even gets in trouble for detention if it comes down to it. And he does it because his father is always waiting for him. But today it’s different. As soon as Robert comes through the door, he finds the house seemingly empty.
He steps in, holding his breath. Usually his father is waiting for him when he steps into the house. Not this time. He drops his backpack on the floor and continues further in. He is shaking, and he has good reason to. Suddenly the boy feels pressure against his ass cheeks. Shocked, he jumps and turns around.
His tormentor—his father—has his cock out of his pants and is pressing it against the boy. Robert stutters and stammers. He backs away from the man, pressing himself against the wall. Robert shakes his head as his father presses against him again, guiding his naked prick against the boy’s clothed one. Then the pressure is off and Robert falls to the floor.
His father half pushes, half drags the boy from the foyer, through the hall and to the bedroom. Robert slightly drags his feet, quietly whimpering protests. When they reach the room, fingers grip tightly around the boy’s wrist and he is pulled inside. What Robert sees shocks him to his core. Lying on the bed and covered in blood is his mother.
While he stands there, transfixed at the sight of his mother and the blood, his father pulls his pants off. Robert stands there as his father unzips and removes his pants too, shoving them down the boy’s legs.
“I had to kill the bitch,” his father says, finally breaking the silence. “First she threatened to go to the police about what we have been doing. Then she tells me she’s pregnant. How dare she get pregnant,” the man sneers. “That’s all I want is some snotty nosed kid running around. I’ve got one of those already.” The tears come immediately, but the boy doesn’t get to mourn for his loss. His father, with a simple hand on the boy’s shoulder, pushes Robert to his knees.
Instantaneously Robert is doing everything the man asks of him. He tastes his father’s cock. He slurps the man’s balls. And he even takes it up his ass.
The boy grunts and half screams as his father’s prick pushes in and opens him up. Not but a foot away on the bed, right in front of him, is his dead mother. But regardless of what has happened today, the boy’s legs don’t waver. They stay open for his father. He cannot bring himself to look at the man, so he keeps his head to the side, sobbing steadily as he looks into his mother’s lifeless eyes.
He gasps harshly and grunts again as his father’s cock slides in further. The man moves slowly and steadily, letting the weight of his body lean into the boy and push himself inside. Robert has never felt so invaded and stuffed and repulsed. He has never felt so ashamed and vulnerable in his entire young life. His shirt is pushed up to his chest, exposing his belly. It is drenched in drool and his mother’s blood. The boy starts to pant steadily as his father slowly buries himself deeper. It seems an eternity until Robert feels the skin of his father’s hips against him.
“Your mother shouldn’t have betrayed me,” he father growls in his ear. “You’ll not betray me. Will you, Bobby?”
Robert lets out a loud sob and shakes his head. He tries to shift slightly. But the shift only let me feels the immensity of his father invading him. This isn’t the first time, but it is the deepest the man has ever gone. The boy’s inner muscles work the man and he groans in pleasure. Then the man begins to pull out slowly, only to work back in.
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