concerned dad going to check on his boys⊠finding his youngest pinned under his big brother, thrusting into him like an animal while his little boy cries and moans under him, tears staining the pillow underneath his head. dad stops in the doorway, horrified at watching his baby boy being raped by his big brother, his big brother who he thought he raised to be a good man, to protect his younger brother. big bro looking up and making eye contact with dad, smirking and pulling baby bro up off the bed so dad can watch his sonâs cock plunge in and out of his boys cunt, watching his little boy gushing around his older brotherâs cock with tears still running down his cheeks.
âwanna put on a show for dad?â
itâs the first time little bro seems to register that their dad is in the room with them. he starts to struggle harder against his big brother but heâs held so tight against him he barely moves. âno, no, you said he wouldnât find out, that itâs just be our secret-â
big bro lets go of one of his brothers legs just to shove his fingers into his mouth. âgod, always has been a whiner, hasnât he?â he says, while his little brother is moaning and crying around his fingers and still his cunt is clenching around his big brothers cock. âcmon, pops, donât you want a taste? iâve trained him so well, he barely even fights back anymore.â
dad knows he should leave. knows he should turn around and leave the room, hell maybe even call the police, his little boy is being raped in front of him-
but his little boy is crying so sweetly, and his little hole looks so tight and wet, and he can see it squeezing around his other sonâs dick.. and his boy, god damned if he doesnât take after his father, heâs back to pounding into his little brotherâs hole again, one arm pinning his brother to his chest with his fingers still in his kids mouth, and the other holding his leg up while he fucks him. heâs keeping his brothers legs spread open on purpose, so their dad can see every clench, every drip, every twitch that his sons make while they fuck.
he doesnât leave. the pit of guilt in his stomach doesnât go away either, but he can feel his own cock rock hard through his jeans. he makes no move to relieve the pressure, instead taking slow steps over to the bed. big bro smirks at him, and stops his ruthless thrusting for a second.
âyou wanna be the first one to fuck his virgin ass?â
he canât say no to that.