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A Family Affair
by dale10 (dale10gut@yahoo.com)
***
A very bigoted right wing preacher and his family are
punished for their views by a sexually liberated
group of terrorists. The family is forced to commit
incest in most creative ways. (Mb, bF, pree-teen,
ped, reluc, 1st, inc, oral, intr)
***
The press didn't know how to handle it. Neither did
the television news media. Almost every aspect of the
case was too obscene to even speak about. General
terms like abuse, rape, perversion, torture, didn't
even seem to apply, and certainly didn't come close
to what the Jacobs family had endured at the hands of
the terrorists.
Domestic Terrorists that is what they called the
assailants. Home grown vigilantes might be a better
term, but who could quibble over details when the
ultimate horror of what they did to the Jacobs family
was so totally bizarre and extreme.
Ken Jacobs was a thirty-five year old preacher in the
small town of Lancaster.
He was a conservative, right wing Bible thumper. He
did not believe in abortion. He felt an inner
revulsion at black people, and he certainly didn't
advocate equal rights for gays, niggers or women. He
did believe in the right of the individual to own
automatic assault weapons. He was running for mayor
in the town of Lancaster. If he won, he intended to
bring some good old fashioned Christian values back
into the life of the township.
Ken's wife Molly was a beautiful but mousy little
thing. One would never guess looking at her, that she
had nice big tits beneath her conservative clothing.
She was thirty-two, but looked much younger.
Then there was the boy, Josh All cute boys nowadays
seem to have names starting with J.
Josh was no exception. He was a beautiful fresh-faced
kid of twelve. He was a good student, a good
churchgoer, and a leading member of the church choir.
Everybody loved Josh.
The trouble stemmed it seems from Ken Jacobs
disparaging remarks. He publicly condemned a thirteen
year old girl who had been raped by a gang of red-
necked teens.
He said that it was probably the girl's own fault she
was now pregnant and that she should not be allowed
to get an abortion, as it was against God's will. She
said no doubt the girl was a "Jezebel" and had
enticed the high school athletes to fuck her.
The fact that six well built, well hung high school
jocks had fucked this thirteen year old girl against
her will for over twelve hours, made no impression on
Ken. The fact that they had forced her to not only
suck all of their cocks clean after they had fucked
her pussy and asshole, but also deposited load after
load down her thirteen year old throat as well as up
her cunt and rectum, left Ken Jacobs cold. After all,
he was close friends with many of the high school
boys' families. They attended his church. They were
good people.
They were respected middle class Christians, whereas
the girl who had been fucked almost out of her mind
was from a poor lower class Latino family.
Odd as it may seem, local support for Ken Jacobs and
his "righteous stand" swelled.
The poor thirteen year old girl explained how the
boys had not only fucked her with their big fat teen
penises, but shoved fingers, toes, bottles, and even
a baseball bat up her cunt and asshole. Ken Jacobs
allowed that the boys did get a bit carried away, but
he insisted that their insane lust and propensity for
violence simply proved that the loose-moraled girl
had enticed them to extreme behavior. After all, he
reasoned, the boys had all previously dated Lancaster
high girls, and none of them were every raped.
And then there was the Mortal Sin of Homosexuality.
Ken Jacobs preached against homosexuals almost every
other week at his church. He called them spawn of the
devil and damned for all time. He said a person
copulating with an animal was better than a person
who was a homosexual. He advocated long prison
sentences for anyone caught in a homosexual act. Ken
Jacobs would stand in front of television cameras
with one hand on the shoulder of his twelve year old
son, proclaiming that children like his son needed to
be protected from perverts.
Somebody thought justice ought to be served. Some
somebodies decided that Ken Jacobs needed to be
taught a lesson.
And so, one night, ten vigilantes broke into his home
and kidnapped Ken Jacobs, his wife and his son. Just
snatched them up in the dead of night. The Jacobs
family were drugged, and awoke to find themselves in
one room of what seemed to be a large warehouse.
Ken shook his muddled head to clear it, and found his
face rubbing into flesh...soft, pliable, silky smooth
flesh. At first he thought he was dreaming, and that
his face must be rubbing against his wife's ample
bosom. But then he realized there were legs near the
flesh his face was rubbing. Could it be he had his
face down between his wife's legs?
Nonsense! While he loved to have his wife suck his
dick, especially after a rousing Sunday Morning
sermon, he never sucked her pussy. He found a woman's
cunt foul smelling and even worse tasting. Then why
was his face between her legs?
The next two discoveries truly shocked him. He turned
his face to one side and saw his wife, naked, tied to
a wooden table. Her eyes were wide open and she
seemed in a state of shock. Her naked body trembled.
The second thing Ken discovered was that he was
strapped to a wooden table as well. His also naked
body was tightly bound, but there was this fleshy
thing beneath him. The perversity of the situation
slowly dawned on Ken. He was lying naked on top of
the bound and equally naked body of his twelve year
old son.
The boy's twelve year old genitals were pressed
against Ken's face, and the preacher's own huge penis
and balls were rubbing against the face of his young
son! Father and son were tied naked in a sixty-nine
position.
"Reverend Jacobs, how nice to have you with us. You
and your family are here to be taught a lesson." The
man speaking to him was large and muscular, and
although his face was masked, Ken Jacobs could tell
the man was an African-American.
"You will be taught many lessons. Lessons of
tolerance. Your limits will be tested and expanded,
and hopefully, you will come out of this a better
person. A more understanding person." Ken felt his
naked son move beneath him, as the boy shifted, his
twelve year old genitals rubbed back and forth on
Ken's face. Ken felt as if he wanted to vomit.
We are going to start with a little father and son
bonding. Ken you are going to suck on the cock and
balls of your son, while he sucks on your nice big
thick daddy dick. Your son confessed to us under some
duress while we were tying him to the table, that he
has just recently begun to shoot sperm when he
masturbates. Oh yes, did you know that your darling
twelve year old son beats his meat? To most of us,
that is quite normal, but I am sure to you that is a
terrible sin. At any rate, since your boy is no
longer shooting blanks, you will both suck each other
off until you shoot your loads into each other's
mouths and have swallowed the sperm."
"I won't do this. It's a sin. An abomination. It's a
filthy act, and you can't make me do it... not to my
own son... nor to anyone else." Ken, who was a well
built, muscular man, an athletic sort, struggled with
his bonds, rubbing his flat flaccid fucker all over
his own son's face in his struggle. Josh sputtered
and cried, as his father's thick dick mashed up
against the boy's nose and cheek.
"Oh, you'll do it, and so will young Josh. Let me
introduce you to Moses." Out of the darkness of the
warehouse walked a six foot seven black giant. Moses
was built like a champion body-builder. His hands
were larger than Ken's head. Moses was coal black and
naked. Between his legs swung a seven inch flaccid
dick as thick as a beer bottle. Each of his nuts was
the size of an orange. When he grinned, all you saw
were the sparkling white teeth against the black
backdrop of his face. Looking closer you saw that his
nose was flat and wide with huge nostrils. When he
walked the great slabs of his muscular ass globes
rolled.
"Reverend Jacobs... or Ken, may I call you Ken?
Unless you and your son suck each other's cocks, and
do a really good job of it, Moses here is going to
fuck your wife! His amazing dick erects to a full
thirteen inches. And he is a pretty brutal fucker, if
I do say so myself."
Molly's screams of terror filled the hollow room, and
salt tears filled Ken Jacob's eyes.
What could he do? What should he do?
"You see, in another time and place, you might
suggest that Molly really wants to feel Moses's fat
fucker in her cunt. You might insist that she enticed
him. But now, with our help, you are able to see the
situation from a different perspective."
Spittle foamed at Ken Jacob's lips. "God will punish
you for this!" When he spoke, the small fleshy penis
of his son rubbed against his lips.
'Perhaps. But then again, perhaps we are doing God's
work...showing you the light, as it were." The
thought crossed ken's mind that this nigger thug was
intelligent. He didn't speak like most blacks, with
that ridiculous street slang.
"What's it going to be, Ken... a suck fest with you
and your son, or your dear sweet wife impaled on a
thirteen inch black dick?"
"I...we'll... I don't know!" The very fact that Ken
didn't know shows what a fucking misogynist he was.
What damage is caused by a simple blow job? Yet he
hesitated?
His loving, devoted wife was about to have a beer
bottle thick nigger dick shoved up into her womb, and
he hesitated? Moses gave his fuck snake a few tugs
and the rolls of black wrinkled skin began to unfold.
The pink head of the huge dick unveiled itself from
the foreskin. Moses put one huge size fourteen foot
up on the wooden table, his fucker and nuts swinging
over Molly's pale white, trembling body.
"Wait, no... we'll do it. Josh, can you do this to
help Mom? We have to help Mom!"
The masked man raised one hand and Moses froze, his
fuck-meat now ten inches and dripping. "I want to see
a really good cock-suck from both of you. I want you
to lick the balls and really slurp on the dicks. I
want to hear the enthusiasm of your sucking.
Ken could feel his beautiful young son tremble
beneath him. "I... we have never done anything like
this." He pleaded to his captor.
"Don't worry, you'll take to it like a fish to water.
I'll be here to help and advice. But a warning. Once
you start...there is no stopping or backing down. No
second chances. If you stop, your wife gets fucked by
Moses! Are you ready?"
"Dad, what do I do?" young Josh's voice seemed
muffled with his face pressed into his father's large
fleshy genitals.
"Start by licking each other's balls. That way you
can ease into the actual cock-suck. Just lick each
other's nut sacks...just a friendly bonding between
father and son. "
Ken tried one last time for some kind of mercy. "My
penis and testicles are quite large... too big for
Josh. He's only twelve."
"Don't worry, I'm sure he'll adapt nicely. Remember
how that poor little Latino girl had to suck on all
that big fat white jock dick? If she could do it,
certainly your son can."
Josh started to cry. "PLEASE!" Ken pleaded.
"Better get started. If I tell Moses to go, there is
no stopping him. Last chance."
Reverend Ken Jacobs extended his tongue and lapped at
the small hairless ball sack of his twelve year old
son. "I love you Josh. We can do this..." he said
just before he started licking his boy's balls. The
scrotum didn't really taste so bad... it was the idea
of the sin he was committing that overwhelmed Ken
Jacobs.
The masked captor leaned over to peer at little
Josh's eyes looking up at him from between his
father's hairy legs. Ken Jacobs had a nice ass, full
and round and strong looking. Beneath his ass his
dick and nuts lay across Josh's face.
"Josh, you are not licking Daddy's balls. You better
get going or your mommy is going to get a big fat
black dick shoved up her cunt! Now start licking
Daddy's nuts you little bitch!"
Little Josh extended his innocent pink tongue and
took a swipe of his father's large wrinkly scrotum.
It tasted salty and smelled of sweat The boy's
breathing was ragged. He licked the fuck sack and
felt his dad's tongue licking his. He could do this.
He could help his mom by doing this. He lapped at the
scrotum and felt the large nuts move beneath the
fleshy bag. He also felt a strange tickle in his
loins as his dad licked the boy's twelve year old
ball bag. The tickle moved up through the young boy's
body. He licked harder at his father's fuck sack.
"Okay, enough ball licking, you boys are getting
carried away. Now start to lick and suck each other's
cocks!"
Ken kept telling himself that because he was being
forced to do this, God would forgive his sin. He
opened his mouth and took in his son's small pink
penis. He noticed a slight wetness at the head of the
boy's prick. He felt disappointed that his son
masturbated. He had taught the boy that jerking off
was a sin. But boys will be boys, and Ken remembered
that as a lad he had frigged his own dick quite
often.
The twelve year old cock tasted funny, a bit
acidic... perhaps he was tasting some of the boy's
piss. But if it would save Molly from nigger
dick...the most horrible thing Ken could think of...
so be it. Ken sucked on the little dick and found it
growing in his mouth. The child's cock got stiff
almost at once.
Little Josh felt really funny. His dickie got all
tickly like it did when he rubbed it in bed at night.
Just a few weeks ago, the white good had come
spurting out for the first time. It felt so
amazing... a little like tie stopped for a second and
he almost died...and then like he went over the edge
of some great waterfall. It felt so good that he now
did it three or four times a day, until his little
wiener was empty of juice. He knew it was wrong, Dad
had told him so, but he just could not help it. The
boy nuzzled the thick folds of his dad's fuck-meat.
He stuck out his tongue and lapped at the prick
flesh. The whole thing was so fucking dirty. Ken
prayed that his fucker would not erect, and yet he
knew it had to if they were to cum in each other's
mouths. He sucked harder on the boy's pricklet,
wanting it to be over and done with. He felt the
child's soft tongue licking his own still flaccid
dick. And then he felt his fucker begin to unfold and
grow.
He was getting a hard on from the tongue of his
twelve year old son. He loved it when Molly sucked
him. When they first got married, she had not wanted
to take his big dick in her mouth, and it had taken a
long time for him to persuade her that it was a
wife's duty to suck her husband's dick. Her loved how
sexy his wife looked with his fat dick in her mouth.
His cock grew stiff. Little Josh tried to pull his
head away from the dick above him. He had never seen
a grown man's erect dick. It terrified him. He felt
the masked man's hand reach down and slip under his
thin pre-teen neck gently but firmly pushing his face
toward the hard throbbing fucker. He opened his
twelve year old mouth and the fat cock head slid over
his tongue and into his little mouth. He had to
stretch his mouth open really wide to accommodate the
dickhead.
Sweat from his dad's balls dripped onto the boy's
face. The cock moved deeper and deeper into the kid's
mouth.
Little Josh began to gag. He couldn't take the
massive hunk of dick in his mouth. As he gagged he
tried to pull away, but the felt the masked man's
hand holding his head firmly on the cock. With his
other hand, their captor grabbed Ken's muscular ass
and pushed on it, forcing more and more dick into the
boy's mouth. Without meaning to, Ken's body set up a
kind of fucking rhythm. His ass mounds rose and fell,
each time sending more of his still erecting prick
into the mouth of his twelve year old son.
The poor kid tried to scream, "I can't take it all...
it's too big..." but all that came out was
"Iiiiicaaaatha... ith...ith... oooooiiiiggggg." The
kid's mouth was full of cock. Full of his dad's cock.
Little Josh felt a shock wave go through his lithe
young body. He was going to cum He came so damn
fast... just a few pumps of his little prick was
enough to make him spurt. His father's sucking mouth
was bringing him to the edge almost at once.
The boy's entire body shook and he arched up his
slender, boney hips, as his father sucked harder and
harder on the stiff little prick stem. Ken felt his
mouth flood with boy sperm...thick slop running over
his tongue and down his throat. The Masked man
laughed and pushed harder on Ken's ass globes,
forcing more and more dick into the boy's mouth.
While Ken swallowed his son's spooge, he fucked
harder and harder into the face hole of the boy
beneath him.
OH GOD, WHAT HE WAS DOING WAS SO AWFUL. HE WAS
FUCKING HIS SON'S FACE! USING HIS SON'S FACE LIKE A
CUNT! THE FACE OF HIS DEAR SWEET TWELVE YEAR OLD SON,
USED LIKE A CUNT!
What could he do? He heard his wife sobbing next to
him as she watched her son's face fucking. The fat
dick snaked down the boy's throat. Little Josh could
not breathe. The fuck-meat clogged his throat... his
air passage. His own little dick had stopped spurting
but was not dribbling cock slime into his dad's
mouth.
And then Ken Jacobs shot his load! His ass cheeks
tightened, his body arched and he pushed his dick as
deep into his son's throat as he could. The boy's
thin neck bulged with dick. Snot ran from his little
nose. His eyes bugged out, as his own father fuck
blasted his gullet. Waves of pasty thick sperm
sloshed down into his stomach... his own little
brother and sister sperms wiggled and slid over his
tongue, tonsils and throat. Backed up dick snot ran
from his nose and squirted from the corners of his
mouth. The pathetic little first time cocksucker
thought he would drown from the tidal wave of daddy's
fuck-slop.
Ken always shot very heavy. Often Molly would
complain that her husband's load was too big and
almost suffocated her in sperm. So imagine how an
innocent twelve year old boy felt. At last it was
over. Josh was too exhausted to move, and Ken was
always wiped out after he came. His breathing
labored, he kind of collapsed on top of the body of
his son. His thick dick, covered in cum began to curl
itself back up, still inside the boy's mouth.
Jizz dripped from Josh's chin and ran down his neck
onto the table beneath his head. The fucker got
smaller and now Josh's face was almost covered by the
relaxing scrotum of his dad. Ken prayed that it was
at last over and they might be released.
He prayed to God to keep his family safe. Ken forgot
that the spent dick of his sweet son was still in his
own mouth. And then his hopes were crushed!
"Very good. Very well done. Your son, Ken, will make
an excellent cocksucker. And now, after a few minutes
to freshen up... Round Two.
"Round Two will be lots of fun. You see, Moses here
has had no relief. He could not fuck your wife
because you and your son came to her rescue. So for
Round Two You Ken will now suck off Moses! You will
hone your cock-sucking skills on his nice thick
thirteen inch dick. Quite a step up from your twelve
year old son's pricklet, huh?
"And, while you are sucking on Moses cock... your
studly twelve year old son, Josh, will prove what a
fine young man he is, by FUCKING HIS MOTHER!
END