Jaxon had put his younger brother, diesel to sleep a few hours ago. Normally diesel and Jaxon were supposed to be in bed at around 8:30pm to 9pm. But on days like these, with his father being god knows where. Jaxon would stay up till around 1AM to 3 AM watching TV. The boy had no idea where his father could be but chances are he was probably off to some bar with his junkie friends or at Megg, mogg and owl's house, getting high. Whatever the case may be, he knew that he had to stay up. On nights like these Jaxon's father would stumble into the house and probably fall on the floor or slump onto the couch. 90% of the time Jackson would have to shift his father's position to ensure that he wouldn't choke on his own vomit and as much as Jackson would like to see his father die while choking on his own vomit, he didn't want to leave his younger brother without a father.

It was around 2:30 in the morning when werewolf Jones finally stumbled through the front door. "Mnrhhhhhghhhh.........meeehgggg....." Jaxon couldn't quite understand what his father was saying, some incoherent spiel about Megg? Whatever the case may be, it wouldn't matter in the long run. werewolf Jones slumped over to the couch where he plopped down next to Jaxon, his eyes slowly scanning the boy in a way that made Jaxon uneasy. As Jaxon was about to get up from his spot on the couch, werewolf Jones yanked him by the bottom of his shirt, back down onto the cushion. "Mnrhhhhg... where dooo youu thinkk yyyYOURrr... goin'..." Werewolf Jones slurred almost incoherently. "Dad, stop what are you-" werewolf Jones paid no mind to his son's protest as he held the boy down, forcefully taking his shirt off. "DAD STOP!" "N-nooo itch okayyy megggg...." Jaxon put up a fight for a good few minutes but of course, werewolf jones was far too strong for Jaxon. Jones flipped Jaxon onto his stomach, making it far easier to overpower the boy. "Shhh shh shhhhh... itch okayyy meggg...I-I'll be gentleee..." 

Jaxon looked back at his father with I mix of fear and rage in his eyes. If Jaxon hadn't completely hated his father before, he could safely say that he absolutely loathed the man now. "GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME." Jaxon screamed at the top of his lungs. Werewolf Jones responded by pushing the boys head into the couch cushions, muffling any further attempts to scream or cry. Jaxon pitifully tried to squirm away from his fathers advances, but it only seemed to make things worse. Werewolf jones quickly and forcefully ripped Jaxon's red shorts and underwear off, exposing his sons nude lower half to him. "NO DAD PLEASE!" Jaxon sobbed brokenly into the couch, his body trembling under his father's weight. Jaxon's ears perked in horror as he heard the unmistakable sounds of his father undoing his belt and pulling his pants down. Jaxon only let out a choked sob in response. "Dad... please don't do this... please..." 

Jaxon yelped as he felt something hot and wet poke sloppily at his butt. He knew what it was, he didn't want to admit to himself that he knew, but he did. He knew that this was happening. He knew that he couldn't escape. He knew that he couldn't fight. Jaxon felt a wave of despair hit him like a truck. Of course Jaxon wouldn't be able to dwell on his fear for too long, as he felt his father violently slam into him, earning a loud, sobbing scream from the boy. "G-gooood girlll megggg..." Jaxon couldn't speak, he couldn't move, it hurt too much to do so. It hurt, god it hurt. Jaxon couldn't even squirm. All he could do was to pray for the pain to end. The room was full of sobbing, screaming, and wet squelching. "Nhhhhg... h-holy shhhhiiitt meggg your schooooo weeeetttt..." unbeknownst to werewolf Jones, the wetness he felt around his shaft was his sons blood. He had raped his son so violently that his son was now bleeding around his cock. Of course, werewolf jones was too drunk and high even notice, hell he didn't even realize he was raping his son. 

Werewolf jones could feel his body tense up, he knew he was going to cum soon. Werewolf jones roughly grabbed his sons head, turning the frightened boy towards him. "Nhh fuuuckk you readyyy meggh..." Jaxon didn't answer. Werewolf jones responded to Jaxon's silence by shoving his tongue into his sons mouth. Jaxon tried pulling away from his father. His 'kiss' tasting like beer, vomit and rot. Werewolf held his sons head in place, keeping the boy from pulling away. Jaxon screamed into the kiss as he felt his fathers knot ram into him, followed by a sudden burning feeling in his inside. jones slowly pulled away from the kiss looking blankly at the wall above Jaxon. "Damnnn... youuu Schtill gott ittt meeeegggg..." werewolf grumbled before collapsing on top of Jaxon, falling asleep almost immediately. Jaxon was stuck to his father, Jones's knot still inside the boy. It took a few minutes but eventually Jaxon was able to break free. The pup slowly limped his way to the bedroom that he shared with his younger brother, leaving a trail of blood and cum in the process. Jaxon weakly climbed to the top bunk of the bed, trying to be as quiet as possible. But of course diesel woke up anyway. "Jaxon?" "...go back to bed diesel....." normally diesel would put up a 'fightk about going back to bed, usually to fuck with his older brother. but judging from the tone and his brothers voice, he knew something was wrong. "okay...goodnight Jaxon...I love you..." Jaxon sat at the top bunk silently for about 30 seconds. "....i love you too..."

Werewolf Jones let out an annoyed grumble as he felt a small hand tug at his shirt. " mnhhgg... Diesel, What did I tell you about buggin' daddy while he's hung over?" "sorry daddy... normally I wouldn't bug you, but I saw blood on your shirt and on the floor, are you bleeding?"  "What? Bleeding? I'm not..." Jones looked down at his shirt and realized a large streak of blood was visible on his shirt and down to his crotch. "No..." jones muttered to himself before looking down the hallway to diesel and Jaxon's shared bedroom. His eyes widened in visceral horror at the very visible trail of blood and cum leading to the bedroom. "Shit oh god OH SHIT!" Werewolf Jones ran like a madman the pups bedroom. He looked up at the top bunk to see his son, Jaxon, sobbing into his pillow. Dried blood caked into the boys leg fur. "...hey bud..." Jaxon didn't respond. "Hey, um... how about I take you boys to maccy-D's?" "FUCK OFF..." werewolf Jones nodded in response, leaving his son alone. Werewolf Jones went off to his own bedroom to hastily change his clothes. As he stepped out of his room, making his way to the front door diesel tugged on his shirt once more. "Daddy? Where are you going?"  Werewolf Jones looked back sadly at his younger boy before kneeling down in front of him. " look diesel. I don't know how to explain this to you, but daddy did something bad really really bad. I'm going to be going away for a while but I promise you'll be in good hands." "Who's gonna watch us?" "Mike or owl.." werewolf Jones opened the door slowly before turning back to diesel "maybe Dracula Junior..." and with that werewolf Jones shut the door behind him.



Epilogue

(For refrence: owl, werewolf jones, Mike)

Werewolf Jones, Mike and owl were sitting at a coffee table at Megg mogg and owl's house. Megg and mogg had left about an hour ago to see booger.

"What is this about jones, I have work in like... an hour."

"look, I'm sorry for gathering you guys over here like this, but this is serious."

werewolf Jones paused for a moment, not knowing how to really approach the two.

"Look whatever it is I'm sure it's not that big of a deal. Just spit it out man."

Werewolf Jones let out a long sigh before looking towards the two.

"Look I... I... fuck I'll just spit it out now... last night... I accidentally... i accidentally raped Jaxon...."

The silence in the room was loud, Owls face converted from annoyance to pure horror. After a couple of minutes, the silence in the room was broken by Mike's chuckle.

"Pfft your kidding, you have to be joking." 

Werewolf Jones only looked back at Mike solemnly.

"Jesus...jesus fucking christ... your... your serious." 

Mike's voice cracked as he spoke. another long drawn out silence filling the room before being broken again.

"Jesus Christ you fucked up big-time Jones I didn't think you could ever stoop this low but.... Jesus fucking Christ. I'm calling CPS."

"Owl I hate to be the bearer of bad news but Jones has dodged CPS so many times that they don't take calls about him, or his kids seriously anymore."

"Fuck your right..."

" look I'm gonna be going to an inpatient rehab facility for a while I know I can't fix this, but I need to try to do something, anything to make this at least slightly better. Can either of you watch the pups while I'm gone?"

I will let out a somber sigh

"Jones, I'm sorry I work full-time. I can't I-l"

"I can watch them. I get home from work about an hour before the kids get out of school. I can watch them..."

"What about Mrs Mike?"

"She'll be fine."


