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Writing this faster than I thought I would. >u>
Other stuff will resume soon.", "writing": "[center][b]Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters depicted are fictitious and not related to nor inspired by actual persons. I do not condone child exploitation in real life.[/b]\n\nThe characters in this story are anthropomorphic foxes.\n\nIf you enjoyed, please leave a comment! Thank you for reading!\n\n\n------------------------------------------------------------------------- [/center]\n\nThe second week of summer vacation. It was Friday, but it's not like that mattered in the absence of any responsibility or schedule to keep. I decided to have pizza delivered again for the third time that week. \n\nI didn't even want to leave the house anymore. I wanted to spend all my time getting closer to Gregory. He loved all the things I let him get away with in his mother's absence, of course, but I needed him to truly crave me. I needed him to want to spend every waking moment with me. I needed him to love me like I loved him.\n\nThat night, once all the pizza was gone, we sat together on the couch and watched his mind-numbing cartoons for a while. His tummy was peeking out from under his shirt even more now, with his belly button almost showing completely; and his socks hadn't been changed all week. I loved how easy it was to manipulate and corrupt him.\n\nThe night waned and we eventually retired to bed. As we ascended the stairs to the bedrooms, I followed behind with my face only a couple feet away from his ass. It smelled intoxicating, and I lingered as long as I could before ducking away to avoid suspicion; left wondering what it would be like to feel his hot, sweaty ass against my nose and mouth.\n\n\"Good night, daddy.\" He peeped as he waddled into his room in front of me.\n\n\"Good night, little buddy.\" I replied as I walked past to my own room. As I did, I caught a glimpse of him taking his pants off to reveal his skid-marked undies. What a little slob. I immediately had a jerk off session in bed and thought about him the whole time.\n\nBut I couldn't just keep masturbating like that, day after day, knowing that I had the power to just go and get what I wanted. So I stopped stroking myself. I was done pretending. Done with the fantasy, and the facade. That veneer of a nice life we had.\n\nBut I wasn't a monster, no. I simply loved him, and one day he would see how much. We could be truly happy, not like we are now, but actually happy. He would reciprocate all my feelings if I just showed him what real love was. It would just take time.\n\nIn the morning, we went out for breakfast. The sun was harsh on our eyes and our skin since we hadn't left the house in almost a week. Then we visited the park, and I insisted that he leave his games in the car while he played. I wanted him to really enjoy his time outside.\n\nLater, we stopped at the mall and perused the toy store together. All he wanted was a new video game, and I couldn't possibly refuse. New game in hand, he followed me around the department store while I did some clothes shopping for him. New socks and underwear, and some shirts which were a little too childish for him. His blushing in reaction to the Blue's Clues shirt I picked out made my heart sing.\n\nOn our way out, he begged to stop for pretzels. As we sat on the bench beside the food vendor, he scarfed his whole pretzel down and licked the cheese dip container clean. He looked up at me in an ernest attempt to beg for another one. I couldn't refuse, knowing what was coming when we got back home.\n\nThe ride back was tense for me. My gut was churning, my thoughts were racing, and my dick was stiff as a board. I knew that Gregory would understand eventually, but I still felt bad about the inevitable confusion and shock he would feel. It pained me to imagine him recoiling in disgust away from me.\n\nWe arrived home and I placed my shopping bags on the couch while Gregory raced upstairs to try his new game. I followed suit and went to my own room. Opening the closet, I could see my implements awaiting their use. A length of rope, extra small bondage cuffs, dildos and vibrators. It was happening.\n\nIt was five o'clock. I sat on the edge of my bed in contemplation, listening to the joyful exclamations coming from his room. He must've been having fun with his new game. And so I waited.\n\nYouthful energy and fixation are amazing. Nearly ten o'clock before he finally ran out of steam for the day. Of course he would usually stay awake later, but all the activities earlier were designed to wear him out. I collected myself and set to work. My first move would be to restrain him. An unfortunate necessity if I was to make any progress.\n\nI entered his bedroom to find him spread out asleep, controller in hand and game idling on the TV. A cute scene I hoped he could experience again soon. It just depended on his level of cooperation with me. I approached, tools in hand, and rolled him over onto his stomach with a slight heave.\n\nNo reaction. I sighed in relief as I cuffed his wrists together with the bondage gear, then the same with his ankles. He was a heavy sleeper to be sure. Gently, I scooped him into my arms and cradled him all the way to the basement.\n\nThere in the bowels of our home, I had gone to set up his new bed the night before. Twin sized on an old frame, but it would have to do. I laid him gently upon it, then began spreading him out eagle style. Each of his limbs was pulled away from his body, and he was left exposed. There was that pudge sticking out from under his shirt again.\n\nBefore he woke, I had one more thing to take care of. I knew he would scream. It's in human nature to call out for help. To keep him quiet, i took a recently used cumsock of mine and forced it into his slavering maw. He jolted awake as i tied the sock gag into place, and his eyes alone bespoke fear. I had to act fast.\n\n\"It's ok Gregory, it's just me. It's just your daddy.\"\n\nThat seemed to calm him a little bit. I didn't want him panicking too much, otherwise he might hurt himself trying to escape. \n\nHe looked so vulnerable spread out like that, wriggling and testing the bondage. I couldn't help myself. He could only whimper as I rubbed his soft belly and grabbed his pudgy legs. I stroked his thighs, feeling the tensing of his muscles beneath the fat. \n\nThe odor from before wafted up from his underwear. Like his socks, they hadn't been changed in a week or longer. I relished in the smell, savoring the muskiness.\n\n\"Gregory...\" I said quietly, caressing his thighs. \"You're such a stinky little slob.\"\n\nHe was still trying his hardest to spit out his cumsock gag, but it was no use. His eyes widened and he fixated on my every movement.\n\n\"Gregory.\" My voice wavered. \"I need you to listen very carefully.\"\n\nHis eyes stared into mine, and I continued.\n\n\"I don't want to hurt you. You know that right? But daddy needs...needs you to...\"\n\nI paused, searching for the words. It was difficult to explain this to someone who didn't have a mind for these concepts.\n\n\"Daddy loves you, Gregory. As long as you remember that...\"\n\nHe began crying into the gag, tears welling up in his eyes. His thrashing subsided and his demeanor revealed a new emotion welling up within. Despair.\n\nI loved my son. But seeing him like this excited me beyond anything else on this damned planet. He was helpless, and I would keep him that way until he came to terms with what I needed of him.\n\nI'd been erect since i snatched him from his room, and it was time to finally take care of myself. I straddled his chest and removed his gag, then started stroking my cock right in his face. Despair gave way to confusion and disgust.\n\n\"Daddy why are you doing this? I'm scared...\" He crossed his eyes to focus on my small dick. \"Stop it...\"\n\nI ignored any and all questions or pleas and remained focused on my task. It was too late to go back now. My stroking increased in tempo and intensity. I leaned forward and pressed the head against his lips, then blew my pent up load all over his mouth and cheeks.\n\nI held his head down to keep him from moving out of the way, and the hot sticky goo spread over his cheeks and chin; some went in his nose. I could feel him trying to get his face away from the torrent, but my strength was too much for him to do anything.\n\nWhen he finally gave up shaking his head, I gave a simple instruction.\n\n\"Lick it all up.\"\n\nHe was crying again. I could tell that he hated being subject to such alien practices to a 7 year old. But I couldn't care less. It was something that he needed to experience, and he would come to love it. Even if he didn't, I would still love him.\n\nI watched him lick up every last drop of sperm from around his lips, gagging and sputtering the whole time between his confused begging statements. Nonetheless, he was doing what I asked. Once he finished licking everything off his face that he was able to, he pleaded some more.\n\n\"Please daddy, please let me go...\" He sobbed hoarsely.\n\nNever. I would never let him go. He was mine now and forever.\n\nI cleaned up the rest of his face with the cumsock, then went to place it squarely back in his mouth. Of course, he resisted with tears in his eyes and such a cute frustrated expression. It was no matter for me though, and I simply tickled him under his armpits until he squealed. His mouth was unsealed and my work was done.\n\nThe gag firmly secured again, I rubbed his belly some more to soothe him.\n\n\"It's ok... You're ok. You did very good, Gregory.\" I sweetly praised him. \"You can rest now.\"\n\nHe kept crying. I had expected this and I knew that he would be fine. It would just take some time for him to adjust.\n\nI stood up and examined him. Trembling and desolate, but none the worse for wear. I pulled the covers over him and turned to leave. As I ascended the basement stairs and switched the lights off, he erupted with cries, squealing and braying through the sock gag. He knew that he was trapped there all night sucking on my pedo cum.\n\nI smiled to myself and went to watch some TV in the living room to wind down. Tomorrow was a new day, I thought, and I was excited. For the first time in many years, I felt catharsis.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters depicted are fictitious and not related to nor inspired by actual persons. I do not condone child exploitation in real life.

The characters in this story are anthropomorphic foxes.

If you enjoyed, please leave a comment! Thank you for reading!


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The second week of summer vacation. It was Friday, but it's not like that mattered in the absence of any responsibility or schedule to keep. I decided to have pizza delivered again for the third time that week.

I didn't even want to leave the house anymore. I wanted to spend all my time getting closer to Gregory. He loved all the things I let him get away with in his mother's absence, of course, but I needed him to truly crave me. I needed him to want to spend every waking moment with me. I needed him to love me like I loved him.

That night, once all the pizza was gone, we sat together on the couch and watched his mind-numbing cartoons for a while. His tummy was peeking out from under his shirt even more now, with his belly button almost showing completely; and his socks hadn't been changed all week. I loved how easy it was to manipulate and corrupt him.

The night waned and we eventually retired to bed. As we ascended the stairs to the bedrooms, I followed behind with my face only a couple feet away from his ass. It smelled intoxicating, and I lingered as long as I could before ducking away to avoid suspicion; left wondering what it would be like to feel his hot, sweaty ass against my nose and mouth.

"Good night, daddy." He peeped as he waddled into his room in front of me.

"Good night, little buddy." I replied as I walked past to my own room. As I did, I caught a glimpse of him taking his pants off to reveal his skid-marked undies. What a little slob. I immediately had a jerk off session in bed and thought about him the whole time.

But I couldn't just keep masturbating like that, day after day, knowing that I had the power to just go and get what I wanted. So I stopped stroking myself. I was done pretending. Done with the fantasy, and the facade. That veneer of a nice life we had.

But I wasn't a monster, no. I simply loved him, and one day he would see how much. We could be truly happy, not like we are now, but actually happy. He would reciprocate all my feelings if I just showed him what real love was. It would just take time.

In the morning, we went out for breakfast. The sun was harsh on our eyes and our skin since we hadn't left the house in almost a week. Then we visited the park, and I insisted that he leave his games in the car while he played. I wanted him to really enjoy his time outside.

Later, we stopped at the mall and perused the toy store together. All he wanted was a new video game, and I couldn't possibly refuse. New game in hand, he followed me around the department store while I did some clothes shopping for him. New socks and underwear, and some shirts which were a little too childish for him. His blushing in reaction to the Blue's Clues shirt I picked out made my heart sing.

On our way out, he begged to stop for pretzels. As we sat on the bench beside the food vendor, he scarfed his whole pretzel down and licked the cheese dip container clean. He looked up at me in an ernest attempt to beg for another one. I couldn't refuse, knowing what was coming when we got back home.

The ride back was tense for me. My gut was churning, my thoughts were racing, and my dick was stiff as a board. I knew that Gregory would understand eventually, but I still felt bad about the inevitable confusion and shock he would feel. It pained me to imagine him recoiling in disgust away from me.

We arrived home and I placed my shopping bags on the couch while Gregory raced upstairs to try his new game. I followed suit and went to my own room. Opening the closet, I could see my implements awaiting their use. A length of rope, extra small bondage cuffs, dildos and vibrators. It was happening.

It was five o'clock. I sat on the edge of my bed in contemplation, listening to the joyful exclamations coming from his room. He must've been having fun with his new game. And so I waited.

Youthful energy and fixation are amazing. Nearly ten o'clock before he finally ran out of steam for the day. Of course he would usually stay awake later, but all the activities earlier were designed to wear him out. I collected myself and set to work. My first move would be to restrain him. An unfortunate necessity if I was to make any progress.

I entered his bedroom to find him spread out asleep, controller in hand and game idling on the TV. A cute scene I hoped he could experience again soon. It just depended on his level of cooperation with me. I approached, tools in hand, and rolled him over onto his stomach with a slight heave.

No reaction. I sighed in relief as I cuffed his wrists together with the bondage gear, then the same with his ankles. He was a heavy sleeper to be sure. Gently, I scooped him into my arms and cradled him all the way to the basement.

There in the bowels of our home, I had gone to set up his new bed the night before. Twin sized on an old frame, but it would have to do. I laid him gently upon it, then began spreading him out eagle style. Each of his limbs was pulled away from his body, and he was left exposed. There was that pudge sticking out from under his shirt again.

Before he woke, I had one more thing to take care of. I knew he would scream. It's in human nature to call out for help. To keep him quiet, i took a recently used cumsock of mine and forced it into his slavering maw. He jolted awake as i tied the sock gag into place, and his eyes alone bespoke fear. I had to act fast.

"It's ok Gregory, it's just me. It's just your daddy."

That seemed to calm him a little bit. I didn't want him panicking too much, otherwise he might hurt himself trying to escape.

He looked so vulnerable spread out like that, wriggling and testing the bondage. I couldn't help myself. He could only whimper as I rubbed his soft belly and grabbed his pudgy legs. I stroked his thighs, feeling the tensing of his muscles beneath the fat.

The odor from before wafted up from his underwear. Like his socks, they hadn't been changed in a week or longer. I relished in the smell, savoring the muskiness.

"Gregory..." I said quietly, caressing his thighs. "You're such a stinky little slob."

He was still trying his hardest to spit out his cumsock gag, but it was no use. His eyes widened and he fixated on my every movement.

"Gregory." My voice wavered. "I need you to listen very carefully."

His eyes stared into mine, and I continued.

"I don't want to hurt you. You know that right? But daddy needs...needs you to..."

I paused, searching for the words. It was difficult to explain this to someone who didn't have a mind for these concepts.

"Daddy loves you, Gregory. As long as you remember that..."

He began crying into the gag, tears welling up in his eyes. His thrashing subsided and his demeanor revealed a new emotion welling up within. Despair.

I loved my son. But seeing him like this excited me beyond anything else on this damned planet. He was helpless, and I would keep him that way until he came to terms with what I needed of him.

I'd been erect since i snatched him from his room, and it was time to finally take care of myself. I straddled his chest and removed his gag, then started stroking my cock right in his face. Despair gave way to confusion and disgust.

"Daddy why are you doing this? I'm scared..." He crossed his eyes to focus on my small dick. "Stop it..."

I ignored any and all questions or pleas and remained focused on my task. It was too late to go back now. My stroking increased in tempo and intensity. I leaned forward and pressed the head against his lips, then blew my pent up load all over his mouth and cheeks.

I held his head down to keep him from moving out of the way, and the hot sticky goo spread over his cheeks and chin; some went in his nose. I could feel him trying to get his face away from the torrent, but my strength was too much for him to do anything.

When he finally gave up shaking his head, I gave a simple instruction.

"Lick it all up."

He was crying again. I could tell that he hated being subject to such alien practices to a 7 year old. But I couldn't care less. It was something that he needed to experience, and he would come to love it. Even if he didn't, I would still love him.

I watched him lick up every last drop of sperm from around his lips, gagging and sputtering the whole time between his confused begging statements. Nonetheless, he was doing what I asked. Once he finished licking everything off his face that he was able to, he pleaded some more.

"Please daddy, please let me go..." He sobbed hoarsely.

Never. I would never let him go. He was mine now and forever.

I cleaned up the rest of his face with the cumsock, then went to place it squarely back in his mouth. Of course, he resisted with tears in his eyes and such a cute frustrated expression. It was no matter for me though, and I simply tickled him under his armpits until he squealed. His mouth was unsealed and my work was done.

The gag firmly secured again, I rubbed his belly some more to soothe him.

"It's ok... You're ok. You did very good, Gregory." I sweetly praised him. "You can rest now."

He kept crying. I had expected this and I knew that he would be fine. It would just take some time for him to adjust.

I stood up and examined him. Trembling and desolate, but none the worse for wear. I pulled the covers over him and turned to leave. As I ascended the basement stairs and switched the lights off, he erupted with cries, squealing and braying through the sock gag. He knew that he was trapped there all night sucking on my pedo cum.

I smiled to myself and went to watch some TV in the living room to wind down. Tomorrow was a new day, I thought, and I was excited. For the first time in many years, I felt catharsis.", "pools_count": 1, "title": "Gregory Part 2: Burden of the Son", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/rtf", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" }, { "content_tag_id": "5", "name": "Strong Violence", "description": "Strong violence, blood, serious injury or death", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "f", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "2", "views": "1646" }