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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Gravity_Falls
  Relationship:
      Dipper_Pines/The_Author_|_Original_Stanford_Pines
  Additional Tags:
      Pedophilia, Uncle/Nephew_Incest, Child_Abuse, Sexual_Abuse, Emotional
      Manipulation
  Series:
      Part 2 of Highly_Ethical
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-03-25 Words: 1411
****** An Excellent Protégé ******
by ricksdick
Summary
     With Dipper now fully devoted to him, Ford takes things a step
     further.
Notes
     This is seriously fucking gross. Don't come getting mad at me because
     you didn't read the tags.
     An unfinished second part to that other dipford thing I wrote. There
     was going to be more story to it but I got bored with the ship so I
     stopped.
     I'm just gonna post this and let you fill in the blanks.
See the end of the work for more notes
Dipper's thighs quivered as he lowered himself onto his uncle's lap. His legs
were hot and shaking as he crouched over the larger body below him. With eyes
fluttered half closed, his mouth hung open to let tiny, pained whines past his
lips that were swollen and red from kisses.
His hands shook with concentration. Every sensation was new and his mind was
fuzzy. Overwhelmed. The only things he felt were the burning hardness working
its way into his soft, newly stretched hole, and the unfamiliar pleasure
tightening in his stomach.
Ford held Dipper's hips, thumbs making soothing circles as he helped push him
down. Ford was too big. Too much at once, and Dipper was so tiny. The kid was
so small as he stretched around him, raw and slick. Ford groaned, feeling the
boy's hole squeeze the head of his cock while he struggled to get in.
Dipper looked remarkable, Ford noticed, all young and inexperienced, his body
blushing a warm red. Ford felt a surge of power knowing just how easy it was to
get Dipper into this state. How simple he was to manipulate and coerce into
what he wanted. The perfect companion. Young and curious. But naive and
insecure. Willing to do anything for his approval.
Finally Ford felt a pop as the head of his cock slipped past the constricting
ring of muscle and he immediately dropped his head back and breathed.
Above him he heard Dipper let out a gasp, a high pitched noise punctuated by
his muscles tightening. His nephew was breathing heavy, sweat drenching his
forehead and neck. One of his hands was clenched on Ford's abdomen as he leaned
forward to catch his breath, the other hand moved behind him and Ford could
feel Dipper's fingers prodding his cock where it disappeared inside him.
"Is, is that it?" Dipper panted through sharp intakes of air, already exhausted
from forcing himself to take Ford in.
Ford's eyes closed and he smiled, senses swirling.
"Still a ways to go." Ford's hands stroked up and down his nephew's thighs to
comfort him, pressing and petting the smooth, tender skin below his buttocks
and poking a callused finger around his opening, fingers brushing against
Dipper's own. As he felt how taut his hole was, already tense and strained,
Ford was infinitely thankful he put numbing cream on him. The kid would be
feeling this for days.
Shivering, Dipper tried to look behind him, to see just how much more there
was, but he was held in place by his uncle's cock, preventing him from moving.
The thickness was about the same as his own arm and he briefly worried just how
he would fit the rest.
A thrust of Ford's hips and he glided in another inch.
Dipper whined loudly at this then gritted his teeth, eyelids closing tight and
his breath coming out in a hiss.
"Relax. It's almost halfway in," Ford soothed.
"It's not even halfway?" Dipper looked terrified and balking at him with wide
eyes.
"Not quite, no," he stated simply. "Why? You don't think you can take it?"
"Yes I can! I swear!" Dipper pleaded. "Just let me..." Dipper cut himself off
and rolled his hips forward.
At last, Ford was greeted with a soft, erotic sigh from his nephew as he took
him in another inch. He chuckled at his reaction and smirked at the way his
erection bobbed against his belly.
Dipper's mind was drawing a blank. His uncle wasn't moving, but the sheer size
of him created an exotic pressure in his loins. It was intoxicating the way his
muscles clench around the intrusion, sucking him in deeper.
"Oh..." Dipper gasped again. A quiet little noise. His back was straight and
still while he continued rolling his hips over Ford's lap. He slid down, inch
after inch of his uncle's erection slipping smoothly in. It was getting harder
and harder to move but Dipper found himself unable to stop. He didn't want to.
His body was taking every bit of Ford's cock until finally he felt his tip
pressing into the walls of his colon and his balls right in the cleft of
backside.
"Am I," Dipper paused to catch his breath. "Is this good?" He swallowed, taking
a deep breath and exhaling a very shaky, nervous sigh. He'd done it all on his
own. Despite the pain and the initial strangeness, he'd taken his uncle inside
him. Now fully seated on Ford's lap, he moved back and forth, experimenting
with his newly filled body. Ford was massive and Dipper could feel all his
inner crevices stretched wide open in order to fit man's amazing cock.
"You're doing an amazing job, Dipper." Ford resumed the loving circles on his
thighs, enjoying the boy's tightness now completely surrounding him.
Dipper's eyes were closed softly, but a tiny smile crossed his features as he
tried to catch his breath. Ford was pleased that despite the obvious pain
Dipper wasn't crying.
However, Ford reasoned it would be remiss of him not to conduct a test while
the moment allowed. Just to see how much Dipper could take.
A dark look appeared on his face, one Dipper missed. His hands slowly stroking
Dipper's legs slid up to grip his spread cheeks, earning a squeak. Without
warning, Ford flipped them over so Dipper was underneath him, giving Ford a
perfect spot to watch his young nephew's face when he would pound himself into
him, hard as he could, over and over again.
Below him Dipper's eyes had opened, questioning Ford. Tears of pain prickled in
the corners of his eyes. Ford felt his cock twitch at the sight. The pain from
being flipped onto the bed was too much for Dipper being as inexperienced as he
was, and any movement of his body further spread his hole, already red and
painful from being stretched so much around his uncle's girth.
Gradually though, Dipper's face softened, lips parting to let out a shaky
breath. His eyes opened more to stare into Ford's eyes, totally unused to the
senses taking control of him, burning heat and wetness in all the special
places he'd been taught about. He was so young. So not ready for these
feelings. But as he breathed, his muscles relaxed once again, his bottom
loosening and he felt Ford's balls press more into the cleft of his ass as he
slipped in, bottoming out. Dipper, opening his legs further, bit his lip then
cried out in pleasure when his uncle rocked forward.
"What do you think, Dipper? You like the feel of getting fucked by your uncle?"
The boy's face turned an unimaginable shade of pink and he closed his eyes,
mortified beyond belief at his own noises. He nodded quickly, nervous.
"Nnnn," Dipper turned his head and clutched at Ford's shoulders. "It's big."
An astute observation. A smug look crossed Ford's face and Dipper felt a rumble
in Ford's chest, a happy noise of approval followed by a soft chuckle.
"You'll get used to it." he leaned in to touch his nose to Dipper's temple,
opening his mouth to leave a wet kiss by his ear, whispering. "You look
beautiful all spread open for me."
The half moan, half whine that came from Dipper was followed by a frantic
movement of his hips, a carnal need to be fucked open hard and fast. His mind
frazzled and sparked. The muscles in his body loosened, begging Ford to do as
he pleased. To teach him to be the best apprentice he could be and make him his
own.
"Say, Dipper? Did you know there's a long history of masters engaging in sexual
activities with their protégés?"
There was no movement. Not from Ford. Dipper's hips still rocked forward and
pleaded silently, his body wanting stimulation, his own cock standing and
dripping. He didn't want a lecture. He wanted to cum. He wanted to know the
heavy pull and slide of Ford's cock dragging in and out of him and feel hot
streaks of white painting his insides.
"Dipper I asked you a question."
Ford pulled out suddenly, making Dipper panic, and fixed him with a hard stare.
He missed the tightness around his cock but he wanted an answer.
"Ah!" Dipper was grabbing at Ford's back and arching his spine up into Ford's
chest. His neck exposed, head thrown back and creating a sinful display of
submission. "Y-yes. I've heard of that."
End Notes
     And that's it. Sorry for the abrupt end.
     As with the first part, this was written before the series ended and
     when there were a lot of "Ford is a bad guy" theories floating
     around. So Ford is very OOC.
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