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 Title: Two men and one boy - Story 1
Codes: MMb, incest, rape, oral, pain
Outline: Set in the near future, where (due to some unexplained event)
corporal punishment, stronger parental responsibility and general obedience
to authority (including schools) have been reaffirmed/reintroduced into
society Mark and his young son Ricky meet with a examiner/teacher John
Suggestor: davies_michael10@sky.com (Mike)



   Times had been tough for Mark and his young son Ricky.  After the long
and costly sickness of Sally, Mark's wife and Ricky's mother, Mark had
finally lost his job.  Luckily he managed to get the odd job every now and
then, despite the economic downturn, and still managed to get Ricky through
kindergarten and the first years of primary school.

   But the letter he got last week seemed to be the straw that was going to
break his back.  The teachers had noticed a certain lack of respect in the
behavior of Ricky, his son.  Even while Mark had told the boy to listen and
do everything the teachers would tell him, he could never get himself to
actually punish the little boy physically.  Ricky, in all his youthful
boyish innocence, simply looked too much like his late wife Sally...  the
soft blonde hair, the smooth white skin, the big blue eyes...  it all
reminded him of her.

   Reading the letter from school again and again, he could not make
anything else of it.  Unless he paid the tidy sum of about twenty thousand
New Dollars, he simply was supposed to bring in Ricky to school the next
day and to perform the standard and extended obedience tests (as stated in
National Obedience Code - Chapter 4 - Section 5 & 6) with him.  Any failure
to comply from either him or his young son would mean the usual expulsion
from school.  Furthermore, the Bureau of Relocation would make sure Ricky
would get better parents, so Mark would be removed of custody.  Even with
Sally and Mark both working, their savings had never topped the five
thousand New Dollars, so paying the institutionalized bribe of twenty
thousand New Dollars was no option.  Later that afternoon Mark told Ricky
about the test and in the way only a seven year old boy can, Ricky told
Mark that he would be a good boy and obey every command since he could not
fathom to be separated from his father.

   So...  here they were that next day...  after the standard exercises in
the morning, they had a short break and enjoyed the provided small lunch.
Then Mark and Ricky presented themselves to their second teacher of that
day.  But, where the first teacher had been a skinny middle aged lady
between forty and forty-five who paid more attention to Mark as he worked
his son through the standard obedience test, this second one was quite
different.  The man looked about the same age and weight as Mark, but was
of a more stocky and shorter build.  His piercing dark eyes, rather large
hooked nose and short cropped hair gave him a somewhat vulture-like
appearance.  Still dressed in only their workout clothes from that morning,
Mark and Ricky both felt unpleasantly scrutinized as the teacher
approached. Suddenly Mark wasn't that confident anymore about the outcome
of the upcoming extended obedience test.  He also felt Ricky tense his
shoulders under his grip of his left hand.  "All Hail to the State!" Mark
greeted the teacher and raised his right arm in the now customary gesture.
"All Hail to the President!" added Ricky with a nervous high pitched voice.

   A quick smile seemed to slide over the face of the teacher.  "All hail!"
he returned their greeting.  After a quick look on his score-sheet he
continued.  "Ah...  Mark and Ricky...  yes...  I see...  so...  let's get
started, I suppose...  You can call me John for the rest of the day.  I am
more into results than into formalities" and while speaking he removed the
ceremonial coat that acknowledged his status as both teacher and
state-examiner.  Mark and Ricky were surprised that John only wore a pair
of shorts underneath the coat.  John explained: "As you are aware, I am
allowed to participate in and adjust the extended obedience test if and
whenever I deem it necessary...  and clothes usually get in the way of
this...  so why bother?" Mark swallowed as he saw the firm muscular body
the of teacher/examiner.  "Yes, Exami...  eh John." Another hint of a smile
slid over the face of John and as he seated himself on the couch.  Mark
could not help admiring the physique of the man.  While the pair of shorts
hid most of his cock, the visible bulge was about the same size as Mark had
in his own sweatpants.  With his legs comfortably spread, John relaxed on
the couch and faced the remaining chair.  "So...  let's get started!" With
a final, hopefully confidence inspiring, squeeze in the shoulder of Ricky,
Mark took his position on the chair and gave his his seven year old son the
first test: "Ricky, remove your clothes and perform twenty push ups!" This
part his father had not mentioned!  Ricky knew about the exercises but
doing them naked...  Of course, with their household, after the death of
Mommy, being just the two of them, they had seen each other naked often
enough.  And even if that had not been the case, the mandatory
state-prescribed twice-weekly family bath-time would have taken care of
that anyway.  So, while nudity in a family environment was no problem,
Ricky was surprised by the direct demand of his father to be naked in front
of another man.  But, quickly he removed his shirt and trainers.  Now
dressed in only a pair of white boy-briefs, he hesitated for a moment. 
"And face that wall as you do the push ups!" Mark pointed and hoped that
his additional command would cover up the failure of his son to respond
fully at once.  Ricky now removed his briefs and dropped them on top of the
shirt and trainers.  Totally naked he stood between the two adults.  His
young slender body had not yet begun to mature and develop any of the
muscles and body-hair like his father and the teacher, so, besides the wavy
blonde hairs on his head, he was hairless.  As Ricky dropped on all fours,
to begin his push ups, his small smooth boyish cock hung down a little and
pointed towards the floor.  From his own low viewpoint, on the couch, John
could see the short cock of the boy with an ample prepuce dangle below the
his slender body.  While looking at the boy doing his exercises, John felt
his own cock stir in his shorts.  The look of a young boys ass going up and
down always did this to him.  When the twenty push ups had been performed,
Ricky stood up again and panting somewhat due to the exercise he stood
straight up with a flushed face looking at teacher John.  Ricky now clearly
saw the increased bulge in the shorts of John, but obviously he did not
dare to mention it.  John smiled and ostentatiously slid his right hand in
his short to adjust his cock.  Mark looked at the back of his young son
Ricky and admired the slender boyish body.  Then, much to his
embarrassment, he felt his own cock twitch and enlarge somewhat as he
looked at the small pert ass-cheeks of his own son.  Suddenly John spoke:
"Come here, boy!" Ricky took a few steps forward and Mark could just see
that John removed his right hand from his trousers, before the teacher
slapped Ricky on his cheek with it.  "Commands from your father should be
done at once!  Without hesitation!" Another backhanded slap on his other
cheek made Ricky cry out once involuntarily in pain as his head spun round
from the impact.  Tears welled up in his eyes as he tried to stand up
straight again.  His father Mark never hit him, so the pain, surprise and
shame all tumbled through his head as he looked up to John.  "Yes, John!"
John looked at the tear stained face and considered his next move.  There
would be no use anymore in continuing the default exercise program.  The
boy and his father both needed to learn to obey, and if necessary punish,
on an instinctive level.

   John looked at Mark, who could barely contain himself when he saw his
young son being slapped by the teacher, and spoke to him.  "Mark, remove
your clothes as well and take your son on your lap!" Mark knew very well
that not accepting the command would be a disaster.  The only chance for
his son and himself was a blind obedience of everything John demanded of
them.  He could only hope that Ricky would follow his lead in this.  John
ordered Ricky to go to his father and to his surprise Ricky saw that Mark
removed his clothes without any argument or hesitation.  Due to the various
odd and usual physical jobs, Mark was still in good shape and when he
removed his shirt a solid chest and decent six-pack became visible.  One
moment later and the trainers and jockstrap from Mark joined the growing
pile of clothing.  Father and son were now both naked, and while there was
an obvious resemblance, the differences were present as well.  Mark's
partially erect cock hung now at about four inch long before a heavy and
hairy scrotum.  Only slightly embarrassed by this, he sat back on the chair
again and beckoned his son.  Ricky jumped on his lap and, not unlike the
occasional brunch they shared in the weekends, with his legs left and right
of the thighs from his father, he now faced John again with his legs spread
wide and his boy cock plain in view.  Because of his seven years his
scrotum was still minimal and in fact only a small tight rubbery pouch of
skin that hugged his small testicles.

   John liked the view of the father and son in front of him.  The young
boy with his wide-spread legs and then the semi-erect cock of his father
right below young ass.  Ricky wiggled that ass a bit when he felt the pubic
hairs of his father tickle the crack between his buttocks.  "Mark, grab
your sons right nipple and pinch it!" Before Ricky realized what John said,
he felt a searing pain surge through his right breast.  Only with all his
might he avoided screaming out again, but a small moan escaped his lips
anyway.  Slowly the pain subsided, but confused and hurt Ricky missed the
next command that John barked at his father.  What he did not miss was his
other nipple getting an even fiercer squeeze.  Again tears welled up in the
eyes of the young boy as now his whole chest felt painful.  Why did his
father do this?  At home it was so different...  slowly he started to
realize that his father did not have any choice...  all he could do as a
good son was to endure the ordeal that John was giving them.  Otherwise the
consequences would be even worse...  "Thank your father, Ricky!" this time
John spoke to the boy.  Ricky uttered a hoarse "Thank you, dad" as he
leaned back into his fathers chest.  Mark felt the smooth back of his son
press against his hairy chest and felt, despite the punishment he just
delivered, at ease.  In a way that surprised him, it actually felt good to
simply do as he was told.  That his own boy was on the receiving end of the
commands was only a minor aspect.  But still, instinctively he held the boy
close to him with one arm, while his other hand rummaged through the short
blonde hair.  to comfort his son somewhat.  In fact the slender, skinny
body of Ricky felt so good that Mark felt his cock rise higher and higher
until it poked obscenely upwards from between Ricky's legs.  From John's
point of view it now looked as if the boy had two cocks.  A little one with
the implicit firmness due to its small size and one big with its explicit
firmness due to the excitement of its owner!  "You can thank your father
even more...  just rub his cock!" Ricky now knew better than to hesitate,
so while Mark held him close and in position on his lap, Ricky used both
hand to massage the foreskin covered tip of his fathers cock!  It felt to
hot and firm and still soft...  A soft moan from behind him, told him that
his father liked what he was doing.  Looking at John, Ricky noticed that
the adult also liked the action in front of him.  The bulge in the shorts
of the teacher was now clearly visible.

   John took two steps and stood right in front of Ricky.  "Keep rubbing,
boy!" and with his nails he pinched Ricky's both still oversensitive
nipples until he drew blood.  With erratic movements Ricky tried to rub the
fully erect cock of his father, while John ravaged his chest.  "Nnng...."
the young boy moaned as the pain surged through his body.  But despite the
rough treatment, he would not scream...  he could not be separated from his
dad!  Finally John let go of the nipples from Ricky.  Pushing the arm of
his father away, John lifted the exhausted boy from the lap of Mark.  Mark
opened his eyes as Ricky was removed and felt both ashamed and excited by
the treatment of his own son.  He did not even make an attempt to hide his
erect seven-and-a-half inch cock that now even leaked some pre-cum due to
the masturbation by his own seven year old son.

   While Ricky kept on moaning from the pain, John dragged him over to the
couch.  "Mark, you get over here as well!" John threw the young boy on the
couch where he fell, face down, his legs half on and half off the couch. 
As Mark approached with his cock bouncing on the rhythm of his steps, John
finally removed his shorts.  John's cock slapped upwards against his belly
as the elastic band of the shorts finally released the fully engorged
mature cock.  Like Mark had earlier estimated, they were about the same
size...  John may have been half an inch shorter, but sure made up for it
in girth.  As Mark stood near Ricky, John instructed him.  "Keep his
shoulders down on the couch!  And let me take of the rest...  And
remember...  even an hint of interfering will get you two separated for
life!" Mark looked in the eyes of Ricky, as the young boy looked upwards.
Then he bended forward and placed his hands on the shoulders of the boy to
keep him pinned to the couch.  Due to this position the hard stiff cock
from Mark hung only inced away from Ricky's mouth.  Ricky started breathing
more heavily as his father kept him pushed down.  John moved between the
legs from Ricky that hung of the couch and kicked them even wider apart. 
As the boys ass split wider, his pink sphincter came into view.  John felt
a jolt through his cock as he realized what he was about to do!  Only his
years of experience prevented from penetrating the boy at once, thereby
most likely rupturing the unprepared boy-ass and leaving him an invalid for
the rest of his life.  But no need to make it a happy-go-fun-ride for the
boy as well...  With his index-finger he massaged the rubbery muscle. 
After only a few moments, the initial scare wore of and Ricky got used to
the finger rubbing his asshole.  Slowly increasing the pressure, John felt
the boy starting to push back with his sphincter, as if he was going to
take a shit.  Then, right before Ricky started to feel too comfortable,
John shoved the full length of his finger inside the warm and tight
backside of the boy.  The resistance of the boys rectum was no match for
the full strength of the grown mans stiff finger and with a painful groan
Ricky bucked on the couch, but was kept in place by his father and John.

   Mark's cock was kept at full mast as he saw his son being violated by
the teacher.  Slowly he moved closer to the couch and every now and then
the lips of the young boy touched the tip of his cock when Ricky shook his
head in an attempt to deal with the increasing pain in his ass.  Because
increase it did.  The index-finger was now joined by the middle-finger and
together the tight ass-muscle of the seven year old was painfully stretched
and stretched.  A comforting sigh from Ricky indicated that John removed
both his fingers, but Mark knew better than to release the boy.  John now
moved closer to the ass of Ricky and using one hand to place his rockhard,
wide (much wider than the two fingers) and tumescent adult cock at the
stretched entrance of the boy-cunt in front of his, his other hand gripped
Ricky's hip to keep his lower body in place.  Ricky only realized what was
going to happen, when it actually happened.  And that was when John plunged
forward and pumped the full length and width of his cock with one massive
stroke in the unsuspecting and unprepared rectum of the young boy.  The
pain was beyond believe and even if Ricky had wanted to scream he would not
have been able to...  because when his mouth opened wide, his body was
pushed forward by the impact of John's thrust.  And so Mark's stiff cock
penetrated the wide open mouth of his seven year old son!  The boy did not
even feel the tip of his father cock lodge deep inside his throat...  the
pain in his bottom blocked everything!  John now used both hands to grip
the slender hips of the violated boy beneath him.  Keeping him in place, he
roughly started fucking the boy.  Looking down he saw the sphincter moving
in and out for more than an inch before it actually started sliding over
his cock.  Damn, this boy was tight!  As he looked up again, he saw the
blissful look on the face of Mark and smiled wickedly when he saw the
spit-roast they performed together on the little boy.  Ricky tried to free
himself and bucked and wrestled like a mad man (well...  mad boy...  mad
from pain...), but the two adult males firmly held him in place while they
both each enjoyed the sensations in their cocks!

   While Mark was afraid to pull out and thereby losing the wonderful
sensations his young son was giving him, he only enjoyed the massaging
effect of Ricky's gagreflex kicking in as the cock of Mark penetrated his
esophagus.  John felt his balls starting to contract as he watched Ricky
gag on the cock of his own father and suddenly reached his point of no
return.  "Keep him pinned down, Mark.  I am about to cum and I am going to
fill that sweet boy-ass of your son with a lot of sperm!" After three more
thrusts that each send blinding bolts of pain through Ricky's body, John
moaned and emptied his pulsating balls of the collected sperm.  Six or
seven times he felt a wave of semen surge through his cock and feel it
spurt in the waiting colon of the young boy.  As soon as the last drops had
left his cock, John pulled out, leaving Ricky with an overstretched busted
sphincter and searing pain in his lower body.  With his cock dripping from
the mixture of man and boy fluids, John commanded Mark: "Pull out of his
mouth and fuck that ass one more time!" Through the haze of pain Ricky
could not believe what he heard.  But as his father pulled the cock from
his mouth, he knew his ordeal was not over yet....  Ricky coughed his lungs
out and nearly vomited as Mark withdrew his long hard cock.  He was simply
too occupied and weak to even move, while he felt his father move between
his legs.  When Mark placed his cock against the already ravaged asshole of
his son, Ricky almost felt as if the soft pressure soothed the raw pain
somewhat.  But then Mark pushed his stiff cock all the way in.  Even deeper
than John.  Ricky had no way to resist.  Only a barely audible scream of
pain and despair left his lips as his dad pumped even deeper inside his
intestines than John had done.  Mark felt the slippery insides of his son
with each firm thrust inside.  The involuntary shocks running through
Ricky's body as Mark bottomed out all the way in the young boy made him
reach his orgasm much earlier than he wanted.  But with the knowledge that
once they were home, this experience could be repeated again and again, he
felt no sorrow as his balls contracted too soon and almost painfully.  His
fatherly seed spurted out and was being mixed inside the boy-cunt of his
own son with the spunk of the teacher as it surged through and out his cock
in forceful jets.

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