A Horn Dog's Fate Chapter 6
A Horn Dog's Fate
By Randy MacAnus
©2018-2023 All Rights Reserved
This story is fantasy. I try to make my stories as realistic as possible, but none of this actually happened. I should be so lucky!
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Chapter 6
Jason sat at his desk, gazing with satisfaction at his naked son, Mike. He had the boy in the display position, and as was the case with all his sons, the 16 year old was breathtaking. And Jason had total control. The boy would do whatever Jason wanted--with no limits!
The boy's own ambition to inherit everything motivated him to submit to anything. And it didn't hurt that failure to please, would result in Mike being enslaved. Having this straight, aggressive, domineering son, so completely under his control had Jason's tube steak plumping!
Jason didn't want to give Mike a reason to be less than cooperative, so he didn't tell him that the inheritance was his to lose. He liked his gay son, Charlie and admired his dominance with other boys, but Jason wanted grandchildren to inherit--and to fuck! So the odds for Charlie were slim at best.
Jason got up from the desk, and walked over to his naked prey. Mike held his position, but was visibly trembling. He had never anticipated being in this position. Until Jack was sold to The Boss, Mike had no idea that his father fucked teen boys, let alone had the hots for his own sons!
Jason, put his hands on Mike's shoulders and slowly let them wander over his son's incredible body. He twisted nipples, let one hand wander down the flat abs, through the defined Vee, to the impressive junk between the sixteen year old's legs. The other hand wandered down the boy's back, cupping and fondling each ass cheek.
Then he stuck a previously lubed finger into that inviting ass! Mike let out a squeak of surprise, and jumped about a foot off the ground, but quickly settled down--though he was hyperventilating a bit. Mike couldn't see it, but Jason had a big grin on his face. Dominating his hot straight son was going to be a whole lot of fun!
Jason played with that awesome body for a good thirty minutes, before taking things to the next level. And by then, Mike was rock hard and dripping. He was also trembling with fear and lust. Even unrestrained, the boy was helpless--not to Jason, but to his own ambition. He wanted the family business! He wanted the wealth and power that went with it! And he would do whatever his father required of him, to get it!
Jason and Mike were the same height, so Jason decided to take the boy while standing. He had lubed several fingers and his eight inch cock prior to getting up from his desk. Jason had remained fully clothed, to make his son feel more vulnerable. And now, when the boy couldn't see the predator behind him, Jason pulled his rigid man meat from his pants.
He had been tempted to just ram his rod home, causing the boy as much pain as possible. But he decided fucking with the boy's self image would be more useful and enjoyable. He would make the boy love it. He would make Mike cum every time he fucked him. He planned to reduce the boy to a total submissive by the end of the summer, so he would submit to anything his father wanted, even after he was assured of the inheritance.
Jason slowly slid two fingers into his son's virgin hole. This time, Mike was more prepared, but the two fingers were more uncomfortable than the brief invasion of one. Mike managed to hold still, but his sphincter clenched down in an unconscious act of self defense. Jason took his other hand, and gave the boy's left butt cheek a hard slap.
"Don't ever deny me entrance into your body, boy! Unless and until I tell you otherwise I own this body! It's mine to do with as I please. Now relax that butthole!"
In a shaky, but determined voice, Mike said, "Yes, Father!"
After several deep breaths, the boy managed to relax his sphincter to his father's satisfaction. And the fingers slid in. Jason immediately went to work on his son's prostate, and allowed himself a satisfied grin, when the boy gasped and began to move his ass into the penetrating fingers.
After a few minutes Jason added the traditional third finger, causing Mike to both gasp and moan. The hot young teen was getting hotter by the minute, as his father expertly worked that stunning ass. Finally, Jason pulled the fingers out, and Mike whimpered and began thrusting his empty ass back toward his father, in hopes of further penetration.
With an evil leer on his face, Jason gave his son what the boy thought he wanted. He pulled his son's ass cheeks apart, and drove in his massive man rammer at a slow but continuous pace. The boy shuddered and moaned as his father grabbed his hips and pushed right through the sphincter.
"Relax that butthole and push back, like you're taking a dump boy. Invite me into that boy pussy!"
And Mike obeyed, as best he could. The mix of pain, pleasure, submission, and humiliation left the boy in a mindless fugue state. He literally did not understand all the feelings coursing through his magnificent naked body. But somehow he managed to hold the display position, as his father fucked him raw.
As Jason drew nearer to his orgasm, he slowed the pace, still pounding away at his son's prostate. He needed to allow the boy time to catch up! Nothing fucks with a straight alpha boy's mind more than cumming as a result of being fucked in the ass!
And that orgasm was fast approaching for Mike. He couldn't believe it! Was this why gay boys allowed themselves to be fucked?! The feeling was incredible! Mike had figured he would endure the pain and humiliation of his sexual submission through the summer. And being a straight boy, he thought he would never once get hard. But then he would inherit! And maybe his dad would share Charlie with him, before selling his little brother. But he never expected this!
Mike went into automatic hump mode, pounding back against his father's junk with every penetration. Mike didn't know it, but Jason had hidden cameras set up to record Mike's deflowering. Jason was not only looking forward to watching, but also showing it to Mike. Let the boy see how much he loved getting fucked!
The camera view from the front was recording the hot teen's large cock at full mast, without it being touched. As the boy was humped, the cock was slapping against his six pack, leaking pre-cum. And then it happened!
"Holy shit! I don't believe it!" wailed Mike, as he shot his load all over the floor. It was the most intense orgasm of his young life! Then he felt his father's cock expand in his ass, and breed him with a massive load. And he couldn't believe how good that felt!
The whole experience was beyond anything he could have imagined. He was now deeply afraid of what it all meant. Could he actually become addicted to getting fucked?! He had no idea. He only knew that after this, nothing would be the same. His life was changing forever. But he wasn't sure how!
"Get on your knees and lick up the mess you made, boy"
Mike replied with an automatic, "Yes, Father."
Dropping to his knees was easy. He might have collapsed to his knees in any event. Licking his cum up off the floor, was pretty darn disgusting. Swallowing it was even worse! But he wanted the business, and he didn't want to be sold! So he promptly obeyed his father's order.
"As long as you're down there, lick my cock and balls clean as well."
Mike knew as soon as his father announced his intentions this morning, that he would be doing stuff like this. And this part was just as gross as he expected. But the fucking was incredible!! On the one hand, Mike was glad it wasn't all going to be gross. On the other, it bothered the crap out of him, that a straight alpha, such as himself, would cum without his family jewels even being touched. And from being fucked in the ass!
Once Mike had cleaned his father's junk with his mouth, he expected he would be required to continue and give Jason a blow job. But his father surprised him.
"I can tell from your efforts to clean my big cock, that you are going to need training before you can suck it properly, and take it down your throat, without me feeling teeth. The servants aren't quite as well hung as you, and certainly not as hung as I am. So I'm going to have them train you in the ancient art of cock sucking. Rather than wait until tomorrow, I'm going to have them start right now. They will have the rest of today, and all of tomorrow, to make you into a deep throating expert. If I am not satisfied with your efforts on Wednesday, you will be severely punished."
Jason attached a leash to his son's slave collar, and called in the senior servant. After explaining what he wanted, the servant smirked, took the leash, and led Mike out to be trained by all six servants.
A very satisfied Jason, proceeded with the day's work. After all, it couldn't all be fun and games. He had competitors to humiliate and lives to destroy!
But two hours later, a servant came into his office. The man was very shaken and nervous.
Jason hated being interrupted. "What is it?"
Servant: "Charlie's missing."
Jason: "What the hell do you mean he's missing?!"
Servant: "He's not in his room, and we can't find him anywhere in the mansion or on the grounds."
Jason: "Well check the damn security cameras!"
Servant: "We did. Nothing!"
Just then the security man came in, completely out of breath.
Security: "Charlie hacked into the security system. He's had a video loop running on his laptop and being displayed on our monitor for the West side camera, instead of the live feed. There would be no reason for him to do that, unless he planned on running!"
Jason: "Check his emails. He's naked and collared, for fuck's sake! He can't have done this without help!"
Security: "He's erased all personal information from his computer. There's no way to recover it. He used DOD grade software. I've got Sam pulling the footage for this morning from the city security cameras on Harrison and Grant. If he went over the wall we'll see him. We didn't see any evidence he'd hacked the traffic cams."
Just then, Sam called down from the Security room: "He went over the West wall. Still naked and collared. He went up the alley toward Grant... Okay, I've found footage of him crossing Grant. He was still running through the alley, toward Franklin. Woah! Two big guys, probably late teens, or early twenties just got out of their car and started chasing him up the alley. He spotted them and picked up his speed. He definitely didn't want them to catch him!"
Jason: "Any cameras in that alley?"
Sam: "No. None on Franklin Street either. I'm checking the cameras on Edison... They didn't get that far. We have no way of telling what happened."
Jason: "That little bastard!! Any way to figure out who the two men chasing him were?"
Sam: "Sorry, Sir. There are cars parked behind their vehicle. Can't see the plate. I can't even be sure of the make of the car. All I can tell you is, it's white, and it's not there anymore."
Jason: "Can't you see it driving off?"
Sam: Sort of. The car left about an hour later. Different driver. All black clothes and wearing a hoodie. It's clear he was aware of the camera. I think he may have stolen the car. Went up the alley. The plate isn't readable and the car's look is generic enough I can't even figure out the make."
Jason: "FUUUCK!!! Was it a black guy that stole the car?"
Sam: "No way to tell."
Jason: "No one tells Mike about this. As far as he's concerned, his brother is still here and going through the same shit he is. I will see to it you all get to use him regularly, as long as he doesn't know. You do not want to know what I will do, if Mike finds out about this!"
Jason's sudden quiet demeanor, and cold dead eyes made it clear to everyone, that keeping the secret, was a life or death matter. Everyone would make darn sure Mike didn't find out!
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The Boss was just about to plow Charlie's ass, when his phone rang. He smiled, as he knew they would only interrupt him, if they had news related to Charlie's escape. The Boss listened to the caller, and relayed the news to Charlie.
"One of my men retrieved the car those two rednecks left behind when they chased you. Your father won't be able to trace it. And The boys' father won't find it, so he'll have no idea what happened to the boys--unless I want him to. So far, it looks like no one has discovered your absence. The video loop is still running on your laptop."
Charlie grinned, and said, "Excellent, Master!"
"I have some things to deal with, that I didn't anticipate, including those two rednecks. And, having looked at your butthole, I'm concerned that I might tear you up, if I fuck you right now. Don't worry, I will definitely get to it! But for now, I think a series of progressively larger butt plugs, to relax your hole is the way to go."
With a sigh of relief, Charlie said, "Thank you Master. I've been worried about that."
The Boss grabbed a medium size butt plug, lubed it up, lubed Charlie's butthole with his fingers, and slowly worked it in. Charlie did his best to stay quiet, but in the end, he did groan a little. This made The Boss grin.
"Don't worry Slave, you'll get used to it. I don't know if you'll ever actually like it, even when I get you off. But I don't think it will be as bad as you imagine. Don't worry. It feels good for everyone, if the fucker knows what he's doing and makes the effort to please. But not everyone is interested in being the fuckee, even if it feels good for them. Tops like us place more importance in control and dominance. So enjoy it if you can, and learn what it's like to be a bottom. If you do that, it will make you a better top."
Charlie nodded, appreciating the advice.
"Stay here on my desk. No one will bother you. I'll be back in a couple of hours."
Charlie: "Yes, Master."
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