While Jake is deep in thought, he scans the room for ideas of what to do next. You really don't like the way he's eying you up, but luckily he doesn't seem to have any more interest in you at the moment. Looking across the trash filled room, his attention eventually makes its way back to Peter; more specifically, the 20" dick sticking up between his legs.
"Hey Daddy?" he asks innocently. "What do people do with their boners when they have them?"
"They usually use them for sex, son," your Dad explains. "It's almost like a game to try to make a person with a boner feel a good as possible. Once they feel really good, a ton of this white stuff comes out, and that's like the prize for making them feel good. Wanna give it a try?"
"Sure! What do I have do to to make you feel good?"
"Well, kneel down on the floor there and I'll show you." Your dad indicates the space between his legs, and Jake obediently does as he's told. The fat 8 year old gazes up at his father's towering, veiny cock and swollen, hairy balls in wonder, his mouth watering at the sight. You can't believe your dad is actually going to do this with him right now. "Now son, the main things people like to do when they want to make a man's penis feel good is to rub it and suck on it a lot. Have you ever tried rubbing your own penis when it got hard?"
"Oh yeah, sometimes," Jake recalls, looking down at his own throbbing member. "It makes me feel like I have to pee sometimes."
"Sometimes it will kinda make you feel like you need to pee, but that just means you're doing it right. Now, just do for Daddy what you do on your own, okay?" Jake nods eagerly, grabbing the fat meat pole with his chubby, greasy hands; even as big as they are, it still takes both of them to wrap around your dad's girth. Peter leans back and lets out a low moan as his young son's hands glide up and down his 20" tower, immediately falling in love with the feeling. Eager to make his father happy, Jake speeds up his pace slightly, resulting in louder and more frequent grunts and groans escaping your dad's mouth. "Oh fuck, son, that feels fantastic! Now try licking it up and down instead of using your hands."
Jake continues to follow instructions without question, removing his hands and leaning in to Peter's musky crotch to taste his shaft. His huge pink muscle glides all the way from his fat, hairy nuts to the swollen purple tip, picking up all the sweat, oil, precum, and loose pubes along the way. "It's like licking a big lollipop!" Jake giggles with delight, continuing to lap at the filthy tool. This is probably the closest thing it's gotten to an actual bath in months. "You taste really yummy Daddy! You're really salty and sweet!"
"I'm so glad you like it Jake," Peter continues to moan. "What you're doing down there feels incredible, almost as good as when your mom does it. Just keep licking it, you can even suck on the tip or my balls if you want." Jake, always curious, wants to try it all. He works his way back down the shaft into the dark bush of unwashed pubes and begins to focus on your dad's massive balls. He tries to suck on one of the melon sized orbs, but even his huge mouth struggles with its size. Nevertheless, Peter's wrinkled scrotum is soaked with saliva in no time as Jake indulges in the flavor of his sweaty sack. Countless curly hairs are stuck to his lips, tongue, and between his teeth as he comes back up to suck on the shaft, apparently not causing any irritation to him.
As Jake begins swallowing Peter's 20" sword, your dad realizes you're still on the couch next to him, too shocked and uncomfortable to move. "Oh Steven, you're probably feeling left out, huh?" he asks with a smile on his face, apparently misconstruing your looks of shock and disgust. "Here, you can make me feel good too..." The huge man reaches over and grabs you in his hands, lifting you up to his face.
"No, Dad, really, I'm not okay with-- MMMFFFHHH!" Completely ignoring your protests, your dad suddenly presses his huge lips into your face, still covered in grease and condiments from the burgers he was devouring. His hot breath smells awful, still reeking of breakfast as it flows from his slowly parting lips. He quickly turns the sickening kiss into a full on makeout session as his huge pink tongue slithers put from between his lips and begins licking you all over your face. The slimy, bumpy texture combined with the sickening smell of his saliva makes you want to puke, but any opportunity to do so is stopped by the massive muscle pushing its way into your mouth! Your mouth and throat are immediately filled by his tongue, the taste of everything he's eaten today filling every nook and cranny it can find.
This horrible torture goes on for minute after agonizing minute, stretched out into ages in your mind by the torment it's putting you through, before he finally pulls away, leaving you half drowned and wholly disgusted. "Mmm, I didn't know you'd be such a good kisser, son," he says, licking his lips as he looks you over. "Why don't you put that talented mouth of yours to work kissing a different hole...?" With a bit of effort he stands up from the couch, Jake's effort not missing a beat, and drops you behind him onto the huge sweaty ass print he left on the material. You can only stare in horror as the two massive moons known as Peter's asscheeks are spread apart, revealing a mass of dark, shit encrusted hair growing around his filthy anus. The two moons quickly begin descending upon you, with you trapped right between them!
PLOMF
Your dad sits right back down on top of you, squashing you in his sweaty, unshaven, unwashed asscrack. The curly, scratchy hairs feel like they're enveloping your whole body, tangling around you and binding you closer to this horrible place. Even worse, your face is directly up against his asshole, which feels like it could completely engulf your head with ease.
"Mmm, Steven, it feels great having you under there. You're gonna help Jake get that creamy reward in no time," your dad moans, grinding you into the couch with his ass while holding the back of Jake's head. "Yeah, eat my ass son. Get deep in there. That's a good boy." The more he presses your face into his sphincter the looser it seems to get, until, terrifyingly, it opens up wider than your own head! The horrible stench of what must be weeks old shit comes wafting out, threatening to choke you with its noxious fumes. You scream for him to stop, for somebody to help, but you find that you can even taste his vile gas, and it burns your throat to even inhale it.
"Oh fuck boys, I'm so close!" Peter growls, holding Jake more gruffly by the hair and reaching under his butt to push you harder against his ass. His ass has opened so wide by now that he can actually shove you inside up to your waist! Your entire upper body is now trapped withing the slimy, pulsating walls of his rectum, smearing your skin with his moist excrement. This must be how dildos and buttplug feel.
"Ohh, get ready, Jake! Fuck fuck fuck FUCK!" Peter roads in ecstasy as his gigantic balls tense up and begin emptying their contents straight into his young son's eager mouth. At first he's a little surprised by this new substance, but he quickly takes to the viscous texture and salty flavor and begins chugging it down as it's blasted into his mouth. But even Jake's voracious maw can't handle the sheer volume of semen Peter is producing, resulting in thick milky rivers flowing from the corners of his lips and down his fatty body. Whatever he can keep up with begins filling his stomach rapidly, even causing it to bulge out more than it already did. Eventually he lets Peter's fire hose of a dick slip from his mouth, and he giggles in pure delight as the last of the hot, pudding-like sperm is splattered all over his face and belly.
While everyone else had been enjoying this orgasm, you felt like you nearly died. In the pleasure of climax Peter clenched his asshole so tightly it felt like it might've chopped you in two like a log of shit, but luckily you remained intact.
After going through pure hell, your dad finally stands up, if only to wipe the last remains of cum on his son's face, letting gravity pull you out of his now relaxed ass. You fall in a sweaty, shitty heap on the couch, and make it your immediate initiative to get away from Peter's rear.
"So, how did you like your reward Jake?" Peter asks his fat son, gently stroking his softening rod.
"It's super yummy Daddy!" he cheers, licking thick strands from between his fingers. "And it feels so nice on my skin. It's all warm and sticky." The huge boy then sees you, defiled and defeated on the couch next to Peter. "Hey Daddy, didn't Steven help you shoot out your white stuff?" Your dad nods. "I think he should have some of the reward too!"
"Wait, wha--?" you ask, barely aware of what he's saying right now (be it shock, or maybe some turds in your ears).
"Open wide Steven!" Two huge fingers grab your lower jaw and force it open, and your mouth is suddenly filled with a huge, thick glob of something warm, thick, and horrific. As you try to adjust your vision, you realize Jake has just spit a wad of jizz into your mouth! Cum by itself would taste bad enough, but mixed with his nasty dick flavored saliva makes it far worse. "Swallow it, big bro! Swallow it!" Jake chants, shoving your mouth closed again with enough force to cause just that. The disgusting cocktail slithers down your throat, leaving a burning trail down your esophagus before dropping into your stomach as easily as molten lead. Peter simply looks on proudly as you clench your stomach, ready to vomit at any moment. What does he propose the three of you do next?
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