Ramrod

Graduating

Good riddance, thought Jimmy Swallows as the coffin containing his father's lifeless corpse was lowered into the cemetery's ground beside that of his wife. Gregory Swallows had died of a heart attack while doing what he loved best: raping his fourteen year old son up the ass.

When Jimmy was seven, his mother died in a car crash. The moment he and his father got home from the hospital, Gregory yanked down his crying son's pants and violated him for the first time. He had his first orgasm that day, pain and fear mixed with pleasure. After pulling his softened dick from his son's rectum, Gregory growled, "If you ever tell anybody, I will kill you."

Seven years of hell were now over. Never again would father's monstrous cock invade his body, shooting its seed inside and marking him as his father's bitch. Jimmy should have felt relief, but somehow he felt unfulfilled, as if there were something he still needed to do.

Jimmy had only two living relatives, his uncle Bill and his six-year-old cousin Max. Bill was his father's brother. After the burial, he went home with them.

Living with his uncle and cousin was completely different from his old life. While living with his father, Jimmy had spent nearly every moment outside school as his father's little sex toy. It felt strange to have whole hours without even the briefest contact with his father's dripping member. It should have felt freeing, but Jimmy only felt adrift and empty. Jimmy lay in bed that night, puzzling over his strange feelings.

The answer finally came to him a month later. Uncle Bill had to work late and Jimmy was left babysitting Max. Jimmy had to watch him. He had to cook for him.

He had to bathe him.

After dinner, Max and Jimmy went into the bathroom for Max's bath. Max had not yet reached the age where he learned modesty. Max took off his pants and underpants, revealing the twin globes of his young ass.

Max turned to his cousin. "Are you taking a bath too, Jimmy?"

Jimmy looked down and realized that he had undone the fly of his pants and his semi-hard cock was hanging out, right in front of his innocent young cousin. He hadn't even realized he'd been getting undressed.

"We'll take our bath together!" said Max. "It'll be fun!" Jimmy nodded wordlessly, his cock growing.

Jimmy climbed into the bathtub and Max sat down in front of him, between his cousin's legs. The crack of his ass lined up perfectly with Jimmy's cock. They were soft and smooth, yet firm. Max could surely feel his cousin's phallus swelling but he was too young and innocent to realize the perverted thoughts racing through his cousin's head.

Jimmy took the soap and began applying it to Max's body. He ran a hand across the younger boy's flat chest, belly, and sides. He did this far longer than he needed too, enjoying the feeling of his cousin's tiny body in his hands. Max was so small, almost like a toy.

Jimmy had made up his mind. He was going to rape his six year old cousin.

"Max?" he asked, making his voice as calm as possible. "Why don't you get on all fours?"

"Like a doggy?"

"Yes, like a doggy." Like the little bitch you're about to become!

"Why?"

"It'll be easier to clean your bottom," Jimmy lied. The unsuspecting young boy did what his cousin demanded.

Jimmy found himself staring at the hottest sight he'd ever seen. Max's pale white ass in the air, his little cock and ballsack dangling below it. Jimmy put soap in his hands and ran them over his cousin's cheeks, stroking and lightly squeezing. Jimmy then planted some light kisses on Max's buttocks, loving the feel of the soft wet flesh against his lips. He even ran his tongue over them. The innocent young boy did not suspect his cousin was doing anything wrong.

Was this what Gregory had seen when he looked at his son?

Jimmy got up onto his knees. It was time. Taking some lotion he lubed up his cousin's puckered little anus. The boy giggled at the feeling.

Jimmy guided the head of his cock to his cousin's opening and pushed.

Almost immediately, Max let out a scream. Jimmy grabbed the boy's underpants and pushed them into his mouth. When Max tried to pull them out, Jimmy growled into his ear "Don't touch it! If you take it out I will drown you right here in this bathtub!"

Jimmy seized Max's hips and pushed, his cock invading more and more of the young boy's innocent body. Max screamed through the gag, frightened and confused at his cousin's sudden betrayal.

Pure pleasure shot through Jimmy's loins. The fear and pain that had tainted Jimmy's previous sexual experiences had been purged, passed on to the screaming, sobbing young boy in front of him. Only pleasure remained. But even better was the knowledge that Max had no choice but to pleasure his cousin. Jimmy had become an unstoppable force in his helpless cousin's mind. Unquestionable. Dominant. He had conquered the young boy's body and would be able to do whatever he pleased with it for the rest of his life!

"You little bitch!" Jimmy growled, not caring if anyone heard him. "I'm gonna cum in your ass! I'm gonna cum in your tight little faggot ass and MAKE YOU MINE!" A mighty torrent of fertile white sperm rushed up Jimmy's shaft and poured mercilessly into Max. The boy's tight anus and his cousin's huge cock made it almost impossible for any cum to leak out, stretching Max's rectum to its limit.

Finally, the flood Jimmy released in his cousin's ass subsided. Jimmy took a moment to catch his breath before withdrawing his softening cock. The pressure in his rectum suddenly relieved, Jimmy's white sperm poured freely from Max's anus. Jimmy watched as his seed poured from his cousin's violated sphincter, making white swirls in the bathwater. He had only lasted less than a minute, but he knew that at that moment he had graduated from abused to abuser. From prey to predator. From submissive to dominant.

Jimmy seized Max by the throat and pulled him upright. His next words were taken right from his father's mouth. "If you ever tell anybody, I will kill you. Do you understand?"

Eyes wide with fear, Max nodded.

"Good boy." Jimmy pulled Max's underwear from his mouth and gave him a kiss on the lips. "Very good boy."

One month later

Jimmy stood by his father and mother's grave. Uncle Bill and Max were waiting in the car, intending to give him some time alone with his parents.

"Did you know, Dad?" Jimmy said to his father's grave. "Did you know that your son would grow up to be just like you?" Jimmy had heard that many abusers were themselves victims of abuse. Had Gregory experienced the same thing he'd put his son through? Had he spent his childhood nights on his hands and knees worshipping the cock of his father, Jimmy's grandfather? How far back did this bizarre heredity go, fathers passing their perversions on to their sons?

Now that Jimmy had graduated from victim to rapist, he looked back on his time with his father differently. "I'm not angry that you fucked me anymore," said Jimmy. "I'm proud. I'm proud to have given you so much pleasure in your life. I'm proud to have been raped by you, Daddy. You opened the door to a world of pleasure and now I get to show that world to Max. I just wish I could have realized all you did for me while you were still alive. The three of us could have had so much fun together.

"I always suspected that you cut Mom's brake lines so that you could have me all to yourself. I don't know if you did but, if you did, then it was worth it. Thank you." Jimmy planted a kiss on his father's grave marker and went back to his uncle's car.

As Jimmy climbed into his uncle's car, Max shrunk back in fear. Jimmy merely smiled understandingly. Max was too young to understand the gift that his cousin was giving him. But someday he would. Hopefully Max would someday find his own special little boy. And maybe, just maybe, Max would be willing to share.

The End