Peter was undergoing a rather uncomfortable little game. He had done something to piss off Mr. Charlston. He couldn't even remember what it was exactly. Shit, it seemed as if he was always doing something to get punished. It could have been something as simple as Mr. Charlston finding a urine stain on the porcelain of the Executive Washroom. Or maybe the sadistic boss had run a piece of toilet paper up under the rim of one of the toilet bowls and it had come away a bit dirty. The worst part of each day for Peter was at the end, after he has spent all day cleaning the entire bathroom using only a small toothbrush. Before he went home, Mr. Charlston made Peter brush his teeth with the toothbrush. Peter literally shook with fear at the very thought of that.

Of course, there were worse things, like when Mr. Charlston had a "session" with one of his sons or with his wife. For some reason, watching Samuel Charlston fuck his wife bothered Peter even more than when Mr. Wilson fucked her. Peter and Maggie had been so happy together, so happy with each other and with their children, until all of this had happened. Now each day was a Hell beyond imagining. Both of Peter's sons were becoming accomplished cocksuckers. What a horrible thing to say about your eight and ten year old boys. Jared went to school each day with a plug up his young ass. Imagine how he felt. He was terrified to even move wrong, and he was in continual pain and discomfort all day long. Little James has thus far been spared any anal torture, but he had learned how to suck and lick Wilsons' big black dick. When Wilson finished fucking Maggie, the eight year old boy had to clean first his mother's fuck filled cunt with his mouth and then Wilson's scum coated fuckmeat. Peter noticed that the boy had developed a permanent tremor in his lower lip. Even at eight years old, he was becoming a disturbed mess.

One day Samuel Charlston had shown up at the boys' school. He presented a signed note from Peter and Maggie saying he was the boys' uncle and he had to have a bit of time alone with them. He took both boys into a private counselor's office where he made them strip naked. The boys stood there bare assed naked in their own school. Samuel made Jared remove the plug from his sore butt. Then he ordered little James to clean the ass plug with his mouth. James pleaded that he would get sick and puke. Mr. Charlston said that if he puked, Jared would have to lick it up. He said brothers had to help each other. Samuel got a iron hard erection watching the sick face James made when he smelled the butt plug. Both boys started to cry. Samuel produced a larger plug from his leather briefcase bag, and informed Jared that he had now graduated to a larger size plug.

Young ten year old Jared protested that the other one already hurt so badly he could hardly stand it, and he walked funny and some of the other kids were starting to notice. Samuel reminded the boys that everything they did was to help their mother and father. James, with the cutest sour face, sucked his brother's ass slime off the first plug, while Jared painfully worked the larger one up his ten year old boy asshole. Then, Mr. Charlston ordered both boys to climb up on the counselor's large desk and suck each others' dicks.

Have you ever watched two little boys suck each other? It is the cutest thing. No, really...the cutest thing. Little undeveloped baby fuckers inserted in darling little boy mouths. Little pink tongues lapping at stiff little prick meat. Mr. Charlston watched until he grew bored. Then he ordered ten year old Jared to do a sexy dance with the plug up his ass. At the same time, eight year old James had to lick Mr. Charlston's big saggy balls and suck on his dick.

The head of Mr. Charlston's dick would hardly fit into the little tyke's mouth. You should have seen how cute James was this eyes wide, his tiny mouth stretched until it almost tore around the swollen cockhead of Samuel's fuckmeat.

He worked more and more dick into the little boy's mouth. Poor little James could not even protest that he was unable to take any more...he had no choice. He was fed more and more fucker. Samuel fingered the little boy's baby nipples and with eyes glazed with sexual euphoria, watched naked Jared do his sexy boy dance.

Jared did the best he could. It was not easy to dance with a large, painful plug up your little boy asshole. Every time he swiveled his hips, pain shot through his slender pale little boy body. His friends were at gym class this hour, playing dodge ball, while Jared was dancing naked for a nasty man. Samuel admonished the boy to put a little more into the dance. Jared's tight flat little tummy fluttered as he moved his hips and ass, and another jolt of pain coursed through his little body. Meantime, James was gagging on Samuel's massive dick.

Now I know full well, you probably know lots of eight year olds who suck dick, and they do quite well at it too. But in little James' case, the dick was huge...not only long but thick as well. As thick as a man's wrist or thicker. I know a darling eight year old girl who sucks her daddy off each morning before school, but Dad only has seven inches of dick, and the girl has been sucking it since she was six. In James' case, the fucker was much larger, over nine inches I'd guess, and whereas little eight year old Mindy's father was a loving dad who fucked his little girl's mouth gently, Samuel was a mean, rough skull fucker. Little James knew he dare not let any dick leak drip on to the floor.

Soon, the combination of ten year old Jared's sexy naked dance and eight year old James' inept but well intentioned cock sucking brought Samuel to the point of ejaculation. He called Jared over, and holding the boy's handsome pre-teen face in is hands, he unloaded his balls all over the boy's nose, mouth, and cheeks. Rope after rope of fuck scum crisscrossed the child's countenance and dripped from his nose and mouth. His full, sensual pink ten year old lips were coated with fuckwad. Samuel shot a lot. He always seemed to produce copious amounts of baby batter.

Jared stood very still, trying to control his shaking limbs, his face coated with Jizz. Samuel quickly took out his phone and snapped a few pics of the boy to send to his father. He wouldn't want Peter to miss seeing this. Then he dragged little James by the hair over to his big brother and ordered the child to lick the fuck from Jared's face.

Samuel delighted in the sight of baby boy James extending his tiny pink licker and scooping the fuck sauce off of Jared's nose and cheeks. The first few tongue swipes he had the boy swallow, but then he ordered him to hold some of the thick slimy jizz in his mouth and kiss his brother on the mouth. He made the crying boys pass the sperm back and forth from mouth to mouth. He took some pictures of that as well. Strings of cum connected Jared's face to his little brother's. It was really quite a beautiful sight.

But that was then, this was now. We were talking about Peter's uncomfortable game. He was lying naked on a table, his wrists and ankles fettered. His large pouty nipples were attached to clips and thence to wires going to some kind of automatic pulley contraption in the ceiling. Likewise, his scrotum was also tightly encircled by a wire going to the same contraption. Peter's muscular body was covered with a coating of sweat. In Peter's right hand, he held a kind of remote control device. Samuel, sipping a scotch on the rocks explained the game.

"The object, Peter is for you to raise your body up off the table and hang suspended by only your tits and sack. You need to be careful, because if you jerk too much or move in the wrong way, you could tear your scrotum off or rip off your nipples. The control for this exercise lies in your hand. When you push the red button, the wires will pull your body up off the table. When you push the green button, you will be lowered back onto the table. The goal of the game is for you to hand suspended for thirty seconds. I might add, that you should try to accomplish the task as soon as possible, as each time you have to try again, you place added "wear and tear" upon your nut sack and nipples. My Japanese friend and his son would love to have been here to witness your challenge, but they have asked me to make polite excuses for them. They need to get ready for tonight's event of fucking your sons."

"You God damned sick motherfucking son fo a bitch!" Peter screamed at his boss. Samuel laughed.

"Yes, I am their mother fucker. I just fucked Maggie this afternoon, as a matter of fact. She thinks I am a much better fucker than you. She doesn't like to admit this of course, you being her darling husband and all, but I can tell. She has more orgasms impaled on my giant fucker than she ever had with you. I know how to fuck a girl, Peter. I am an expert fucker, as you are beginning to realize when I plow my fat prick up your asshole. Now shall we continue with the game? Remember thirty seconds. I know your mind will be on other things, so I'll let you know when thirty seconds is up. Okay?"

Somewhere in the middle of this awful game, Peter lost it. He screamed and screamed and screamed until he was hoarse. His scrotum stretched beyond belief, his nipples ugly and distended, He writhed and twisted in unbearable pain. Somewhere during the game, Samuel gave the young employee an option. He would reduce the time to fifteen seconds if Peter would beg Mr. Charlston to fuck his sons in the ass. Peter swore that he would not do it No matter how much pain he had to endure, he would not do it!

"PLEASE FUCK MY SONS. PLEASE, SIR, FUCK MY SONS IN THE ASS, ONLY STOP THE PAIN. I CAN'T TAKE ANY MORE. PLEASE, MR. CHARLSTON FUCK MY SONS IN THEIR LITTLE ASSHOLES. FUCK JARED AND FUCK JAMES, ONLY PLEASE, NO MORE PAIN. I CAN'T STAND IT! FUCK MY SONS! FUCK MY SONS! FUCK MY SONS!"

How long do you suppose you could hold out before you begged your sadist boss to shove his thick fucker up the asses of your little sons? How long? For the rest of your life, you would have to carry the guilt around with you...the horrible fact that you offered the rectums of your little boys to a monster to escape your own pain. Samuel Charlston was going to fuck your sons. He was going to let two Japanese creeps fuck them as well. Your own dear sweet precious boys were about to get fucked in their asses! They were about to be mentally and physically scarred for life. And just to escape some pain, you agreed to it. No, you begged your twisted boss to shove his swollen leaking fuck meat up into the tiny asses of your two sons.

Peter's nipples and sack felt as if they were being ripped to pieces. He pleaded with Samuel, begged him, implored him to fuck Jared and James, to stick his dick as far up the boys as he could. To fuck them balls deep Peter sank deeper and deeper into the world of sexual degeneracy.

Meanwhile at Peter's home, his two sons sat very stiff and very quiet, as they watched Wilson fuck their mother. The boys were naked of course, and had been ordered to jerk their little peckers as they watched their mother get fucked. The two kids were getting quite a sexual education of late. They had learned among other things that negroes have exceptionally large dicks as a rule. They had learned that although their dear mommy did not like the huge fucker plowing into her, and although she moaned that it hurt her, lately she seemed to be getting into the fuckings more and more. She would have what Wilson called an orgasm. He told the boys that that meant their mommy loved "nigger dick."

On this particularly afternoon, Wilson was not alone. He had brought his brother Tyrese along. Tyrese shocked the two pre-teen boys beyond belief when he stripped off his baggy jeans and boxer underpants. Tyrese didn't have a dick like their dad or Mr. Charlston or even Wilson. Tyrese had what looked like and elephant trunk hanging between his legs. Jared actually wondered how the young muscular negro could even walk around with that thing hanging between his legs. It was thicker than Jared's arm and longer than his forearm too. It hung limp and thick, and Tyrese laughed when he heard the boys' mother gasp at the sight.

"Oh my God, No!" Maggie protested when Tyrese knelt on the bed with his fat fuck sausage hanging over her face. "It's not possible!" She had never seen a dick like this in her life. It must have been twelve inches and it was still flaccid. The testicles were equally grotesque.

Wilson who had his huge fat fuckmeat balls deep in Maggie's cunt laughed. "Yeah, Momma...most bitches can't take Tyrese' big fucker. He hurt more than one bitch for life. It's jus' too damn big. But don't worry, we gonna go real slow with you. We gonna' open you up nice and easy. Soon you gonna' be able to take Tyrese magic fucker in all three of your holes."

Maggie felt her eyes fill with tears. She gasped as Wilson battered her cervix with his fuckmeat. Tyrese knelt over the head of the fucked woman and masturbated his elephant trunk dick until clear, slimy pre-fuck ran from the large pisshole and dripped onto the woman's face.

"Don't hurt my mommy..." little James yelled, his mouth twisted into an anguished grimace.

Wilson's head snapped toward the boys. "You two little bitches shut your fucking mouths and just sit still and watch. Keep those fucking legs spread as far as you can. And don't stop jerking your little boy meat! Tell you what...reach over and jerk each others' meat. That's what brothers should do for each other. Go on...grab each others' dicks and start jerking. The two terrified little boys hesitantly grasped each other's tiny male fuck meat and began to awkwardly jerk each other.

Tyrese was masturbating a long string of pre-fuck onto Maggie's face. He ordered her to open her face cunt. Maggie opened her mouth and felt the stream of pre-fuck coat her lips and tongue. The gigantic dick in Tyrese's hand was getting hard. Wilson pulled his meaty fucker from Maggie's cunt. It made a sound like a vacuum cleaner sucking up dirt. She gasped and her large tits heaved. Wilson chuckled and with one thrust plunged his cunt coated coke can thick dick into her asshole. Maggie made a sound like the dying gasp of a wounded animal.

Both boys almost jumped out of their chairs, hands tightly clenched around each others' little dicks. Tyrese cooed, "Oh yeah...." and wiped his wet dick head under Maggie's nose, so she could smell as well as taste his fucker.

"Yo, Jared, get your ten year old ass over here," Wison barked. Jared pulled away from his scared brother and ran on big bare boy feet over to the bed. "Lick my balls boy, while I fuck your momma's asshole. And you better do a good job, or I gonna' fuck your ass instead!" Jared plunged his face down between the black man's legs and began to hungrily lap at the huge sweaty balls. They tasted unusually strong today. Wilson must not have washed recently. It was a wretched taste, both salty and sour. And the smell almost made him faint. He prayed that he would not have to lick the negro's asshole. He hated that part.

"Tha's right little white boy bitch, lick those nuts. Yu lick 'em real good, an' maybe I put in a good word for you with Mr. Charlston. You worship those big fuck eggs. Lap 'em with your tongue, honey. Lick those eggs real good, while I fuck your momma's ass. You boys got a big night ahead of you. Tonight's the night you boys gonna get fucked in the ass too."

James started to cry, his hand once again working at his own little baby pecker. This wasn't just a little sniffling cry, oh no, it was a full blown wail. It was kind of sexy. His little chest heaved up and down and his tiny pointed titties danced. Tyrese began to feed Peter's wife his fuckmeat. He knew that it would have to go all the way down her throat into her gullet in order to give him any pleasure. But that was just fine with him. Bitches had to learn to take it. Bitches and little boys!