Phill later Brian

Change of Regime

Chapter 1

He was only seventeen years old when Mickey, his eldest son, had been born. He had been going out with Mickey's mother for almost a year and, after a party at a friend's house, he had slept with her for the first time. They were both virgins until that night. A month later Mark, who had not touched her since, was informed by his girl friend that she was pregnant. They got married before Mickey was born but the marriage was never consummated at that time. After Mickey was born Mark's wife tried every means that she knew of to try and have sexual intercourse with her husband but he could never get a hard on long enough for it to do any good.

When Mickey was six years old they went for a holiday by the seaside. Mark would take his son down to the beach to play and would watch the other children, especially the boys, making sand castles, paddling, playing ball and doing other things. Many of the young boys were naked and Mark loved to watch them as they played quite indifferent to their nakedness. He suggested to his wife that maybe Mickey should play on the beach and in the sea naked but she said no, the boy was too old for that. The naked ones were no older than four she said and many were much younger than that.

On the third night of their holiday Mark went to bed with his wife having had a good time watching Mickey playing with other boys on the beach. Many of his play mates had been naked as they played and Mark could not keep his eyes off them. That night his cock was rock hard and he fucked his wife for the first time in six years and thus consummated their marriage. For the rest of the weeks holiday he fucked his wife every night after spending the afternoons on the beach.

During that week his wife fell pregnant again. Once they returned home Mark never had sexual intercourse with her again. Young Joey, his second son, was born nine months later by which time Mickey had passed his eighth birthday.

When Joey was six years old and Mickey twelve, their mother was killed in a train accident together with twenty other passengers. As a result of this accident Mark found himself in receipt of a large sum of money as compensation for the loss of his young wife. Although both he and the boys missed her terribly the money meant that Mark did not have to work but could devote himself to bringing up his two sons whom he adored.

After mourning the loss of his wife for a year, Mark started to visit the occasional night club or bar in the hope of meeting girls. He met one or two but nothing ever came of it because they failed to excite him sexually. He resigned himself to a life with himself and his boys. When necessary he would relieve his sexual needs with his hands. He hated doing that because, as he wanked, pictures of his sons naked kept flooding his mind. He tried to think of other things but images of Mickey and Joey or memories of the naked boys on the beach would fill his fevered brain and he would then shoot his load.

Mark roused himself and found that he was as horny as hell. Remembering these past events always had that effect on him. He stood up and cleared up the bits and pieces laying around as his cock returned to normal.

He made sure everything downstairs was locked up and the lights all out before he started upstairs to his bedroom. He had already used the bathroom and was dressed in a pair of boxers only. He walked quietly along the corridor past the bathroom, then past the boys room when he heard voices. He stopped by the door of the boys room frowning as by now they should have been asleep. Then his eyes opened wide as he distinctly heard the voice of his seven year old son, Joey.

"Stop it Mickey I don't like you fucking me, it hurts too much," he heard his young son saying.

Mark threw open the door and stopped aghast. Seven year old Joey was kneeling on his bed on his hands and knees naked. Behind him with his cock up Joey's behind was his older son, thirteen year old Mickey.

"What the fuck's going on here?" gasped Mark.

He did not normally swear in front of his boys but this had taken him completely by surprise.

Mickey jumped back away from young Joey. The thirteen year old boy's cock was fully erect and stood out from his body a very nice six inches [15 cm] in length. Mickey had just a sparse covering of pubic hair and, apart from that, his body was still lovely and smooth. Joey was like a statue as he knelt frozen on the bed. His big blue eyes were fixed on his daddy's face.

"Well Mickey what the hell do you think you're doing?" Mark asked his older son.

"I'm sorry dad, I'm sorry we were just messing around," Mickey replied as tears started to flow from his eyes.

"Was he hurting you Joey, was Mickey forcing you to do these things with him?" Mark asked his younger son.

"Yes daddy, yes," Joey said as he started to cry, "I don't like him fucking me," he said.

Mark tried to calm down as he closed the bedroom door.

"Okay both of you stop your crying and let me get to the bottom of this," Mark said as he tried to move so that his fully erect cock did not tent his boxers. "First you Joey, what the hell does your brother do to you?" he demanded to know.

"I sometimes play with his willy or I suck it so that his cum comes out the end," Joey replied. "I don't mind that because it doesn't hurt but he sticks his willy up my poo hole and fucks me and that hurts a lot.

Mark's cock was throbbing with excitement much to his consternation.

"Right young man, now you explain just how all this started and when," Mark said turning to his trembling thirteen year old son.

"When I first started to cum," Mickey mumbled in a low voice.

"And when was that, how long ago?" asked his father.

"Just before I was twelve," the boy said hanging his head in shame.

"For fuck sake Mickey, Joey was not quite six years old then," Mark exploded. "Just how the fuck did you involve a young child like that in your games?"

"I was having a wank and it woke Joey up. He wanted to see what I was doing and then he wanted to rub my cock for me. After that, every night I would let Joey play with my cock and he would help me to cum. Then I got him to suck it and then I told him that I could stick my cock up his poo hole and make my cum go into his body. He let me try and I liked it a lot so I couldn't stop doing it to him."

Mickey was trying hard to hold back his tears of guilt and shame.

"And I guess I've been doing it ever since," Mickey said. "I'm sorry daddy, I am really and truly sorry," Mickey said as he started to cry.

Mark was feeling all sorts of emotions as he heard his eldest son's explanation and saw that both boys were speaking the truth. His own cock was throbbing with sexual excitement and a strong but strange urge came over him. He wanted to join in his elder son's sex games. He quickly pushed such feelings behind him although his cock was still painfully erect and throbbing.

"Go to my room you will sleep with me tonight Mickey, I can't trust you alone in here with Joey," Mark said.

Mickey jumped off Joey's bed and went to put his pyjamas on.

"Leave those where they are and get off to my room and get into bed now," snapped Mickey's father.

"Now Joey go to sleep, I don't want to hear another sound from you tonight," he said leaning over his younger son and giving him a goodnight kiss.

He left the room switching the light off as he went and closed the bedroom door after him.

When he entered his own bedroom Mickey was already under the cover. He watched his daddy but did not speak. Mark lowered his boxers and his cock was still fully erect. Mickey's eyes widened as he saw how big his daddy's cock was. It was a good ten inches [25 cm] in length and at least two inches [5 cm] thick.

Before Mark got into bed next to his eldest son he threw the duvet cover off it.

"We don't need this fucking thing, it's much too hot for that tonight," he said as he looked down at his naked son's smooth body.

Then Mark got onto the bed next to the thirteen year old and lay down. He did not turn off the lights. He lay on his back with his big cock sticking up in the air. Then he reached out and took hold of Mickey's hand and pulled it over to his cock.

"What you doing dad, what you doing?" Mickey asked trying to pull his hand away.

"Shut your fucking mouth Mickey, you're in enough trouble as it is," the boy's father replied. "Just take hold round my cock and start wanking it for me."

Trembling slightly Mickey took hold of his father's big cock. It was the first time he'd held one that was bigger than his own. He put his hand around it and then his dad put his hand around that of his son's. They both started to move their hands up and down the long hard shaft as Mark groaned with pleasure.

"So you like fucking Joey do you cunt?" Mark asked as he enjoyed the boy's hand around his manhood.

Mickey was shocked by his daddy's language. His dad never swore in front of the boys.

"I 3; I 3; I guess so," Mickey stammered.

"Has anybody ever fucked you Mickey, do you like other boys fucking you?" his dad asked as he increased the speed with which their hands were moving up and down his cock.

"No of course not dad, I'm not a fucking faggot. No bastard fucks me," Mickey said hotly forgetting that he was not allowed to use foul language.

"So it's alright for you to fuck your own young brother but not for the same thing to be done to you, is that what you're saying?" Mark asked as he let go of his son's hand.

Mickey remained silent not knowing what to say. He knew what his dad was saying was true.

"Have you fucked any other boys apart from Joey?" Mark asked.

"No of course not dad, you know we never see other people and I've not got any friends," Mickey replied.

Mark looked at his son and the strongest of urges came over him. He wanted to fuck the thirteen year old boy, not only wanted to but he was going to and he would do it there and then.

"Mickey I'm going to teach you a lesson. I'm going to let you know just how it feels to be fucked. I'm going to fuck you tonight so that you will know just how much you made your young brother Joey suffer," Mark said to his son whose mouth was hanging open and who had tears filling his eyes.

"NO PLEASE DON'T DAD, PLEASE, PLEASE DON'T. I PROMISE I'LL NEVER TOUCH JOEY AGAIN," the boy screamed.

"Too late for that Mickey and anymore noise like that will make me stuff a sock in your mouth to shut you up. You managed to keep Joey quiet when you fucked him so now you can keep quiet whilst I do it to you," Mark said as he got off the bed.

"Stay there you little bastard whilst I go to the bathroom, I'll only be a minute," he said as he left the room.

He returned shortly after with a tube of KY in his hand. He got back on the bed and, as Mickey watched fearfully, he spread the KY on his erect cock. He got it well lubricated because he guessed it would be a tight fit getting his cock up his thirteen year old son's pussy.

"You like doing it to Joey doggy fashion so that's how I'll do it to you," Mark said. "Come on Mickey, on your hands and knees and spread your legs nice and wide."

Mickey, gulping back tears of fear and shame, quickly knelt on the bed on his hands and knees. His dad knelt behind the teenager and placed a hand on each buttock. Then he spread them and saw for the first time in years his son's lovely little brown hole. The lips were closed and there was not a hair in sight. Everything was lovely and smooth. As Mickey shuddered at his dad's touch on his secret place, Mark spread some KY on the lips of his son's tightly closed shit hole.

Then Mark moved up close to his son. He held his cock in one hand and placed his other on the boy's back. Then he guided his cock to Mickey's hole.

"I guess you know what Joey has to do to let your cock enter him. You'd better do the same fucker if you don't want things to hurt more than necessary," Mickey's dad said.

"Please dad don't do this, please, please, please I'm begging you not to fuck me," Mickey pleaded.

"Shut your mouth cunt and take it like a fucking man," Mark replied as he started to press hard against Mickey's hole.

The boy did know that he should try and relax his arse muscle. He knew that he had to strain to do this. As he strained as if having a crap Mark pushed forward with his pelvis and, for the first time in both their lives, Mickey had a big cock in his shit hole and Mark had his cock up another male's arse hole.

Mark groaned with pleasure as he felt the vice like grip of his son's sphincter around his cock. Mickey started to scream as the most agonising pains passed through him whilst it felt as if his shit hole would split. As the teenager started to scream his dad put his hand over the boy's mouth.

"Stop that fucking row now, I don't want Joey disturbed," he hissed as he thrust deeper into his son's body.

"Oh god dad it hurts, it hurts, it hurts," Mickey cried keeping his voice low. "Ooh daddy please stop I think you're killing me," the boy said as his daddy's cock went deeper into his bowels.

"It might hurt you fucker but did you think of that when you fucked Joey," hissed Mickey's daddy as he thrust ever deeper into his son's tight bowels.

Now he'd got six inches [15 cm] of cock into the thirteen year old boy and still had a good four inches [10 cm] to go. Mark had not realised just how good it would feel to have his cock up his son's tight shit hole. It was marvellous and he knew that he'd have no trouble getting a hard on if the erection meant that his cock would be fucking his own son, or any other boy for that matter. He was now humping in and out of Mickey's arse as hard as he could. Each time he pulled out he thrust back a little deeper and loved the sensations he was getting from Mickey's back passage.

Mickey was crying as he felt as if he was being split apart. He was not enjoying this experience at all.

"Please, please dad stop," he cried in a very low voice. "Please dad stop fucking me. I've learnt my lesson dad and I won't fuck Joey again," the boy wailed.

"Shut up fucker," Mark snapped, "I'll stop when I've cum. I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget."

He continued thrusting in and out of the protesting teenager's hole until he was using the whole ten inches [25 cm] of his cock to fuck the boy. His big thick cock was massaging Mickey's prostate gland as he drove in and out of his son's cunt but that did not overcome the pain Mickey was feeling. All he wanted was for his daddy to stop.

It had been a long time since Mark had had a good fuck, much too long a time. Now he was going to make up for that period of abstinence by fucking the shit out of his eldest son. He fucked the boy with long hard strokes, he fucked him with long slow ones too. As his cum built up in his balls, Mark really started to fuck the crying teenager as hard and fast as he could. As he was driving in and out of his son's tight hole he could feel his balls tighten and knew that he was going to shoot.

As Mickey kept up his low pleading for his dad to stop fucking him, Mark exploded inside the boy. His cum shot out like an exploding volcano to fill Mickey's bowels with his sperm. Mark was puffing and panting as he drove in and out of his son shooting cum and more cum into the boy.

"Have my baby cunt, have my own new baby you bastard," Mark was growling as he floated on a high cloud of passion. "Feel my seed inside you faggot, that's the start of my baby you'll make for me," he panted as he shot his last drop of cum into the crying boy's body.

Still with his cock inside his son, Mark grabbed the boy around the waist and lifted him slightly before pushing him flat onto the bed. Then he knocked Mickey's hands from under him, hands which were holding the upper part of his body off the bed, and Mickey found himself laying flat out, face down, and with his dad's cock still inside his bowels.

Mark rested like that for several minutes as he kissed his son's neck and the back of his head.

"Fucking hell Mickey that was good, that was the best fuck I've ever had," he whispered to his son.

"Please dad get off me, please leave me alone," pleaded Mickey who wanted this nightmare to cease.

"I'll get off you now Mickey but just remember, this is what you put Joey through and he is only seven years old not thirteen like you," Mark said as he withdrew from his son.

He then rolled off the teenager and lay beside him.

"Go to sleep now, I've still got to decide what to do about your behaviour in the morning," Mark said.

He lay on his back thinking. One thing Mark was certain of, having tasted how good his eldest son was he would certainly be taking more of the forbidden fruit. Mickey would have to move in to his bedroom, he couldn't trust the boy alone in Joey's. He could hear Mickey whimpering beside him and the sound made him feel good. He would certainly have to punish Mickey for what he did to Joey and corporal punishment would seem the answer.

Mark's eyes felt heavy as he continued to think things out. Joey too would have to be punished for enjoying wanking and sucking his brother's cock. The sound of Mickey's half smothered sobs were very comforting to his father. Mark drifted off to sleep whilst Mickey lay whimpering by his side. Eventually Mickey also fell asleep with the feeling of his dad's cum still inside his sore bowels.

It was gone nine in the morning before Mark woke up. Mickey was laying by his side, eyes wide open, trying hard not to disturb his dad. The teenager's arsehole felt as sore as hell and he was not looking forward to the new day. Mark turned over and looked at his son and his cock started to stiffen.

"Time to get up Mickey. Go and use the bathroom, then get dressed and go downstairs. Put a pair of shorts on today and no fucking underpants," Mark ordered.

Mickey jumped out of bed and Mark could see the dry cum marks on his sons buttocks, thighs and legs and smiled to himself as he remembered how good last nights fuck had been. He knew that he would never go without a hole to fuck again. He rose more leisurely and used the en-suite bathroom that the boys were forbidden ever to enter.

Once he had finished he put on a pair of shorts only and left to go downstairs. As he passed the bathroom he could hear low voices talking and smiled to himself. He wondered whether Mickey was telling Joey how his daddy had fucked him the previous night. Despite having had a piss, Mark's cock was rock hard and his shorts stuck out in front like a bell tent.

Both boys came downstairs and the three had breakfast. The meal was unnaturally quiet and neither boy seemed inclined to talk. With the meal finished Mark told them to clean the dishes and then go into the living room where he would already be. Their chores completed the two boys entered the living room nervously and went to sit on the sofa.

"Stand where you are both of you," Mark snapped.

He looked at his two sons. Mickey was wearing a pair of white shorts and nothing else. He was young enough for his body still to be nice and smooth although it was now showing signs of muscular development. Joey was standing by Mickey's side. He was wearing a pair of blue jeans, a yellow T shirt and white socks with the Adidas logo.

"Go and get changed Joey, put on a pair of shorts and fuck all else and make it snappy if you know what the fuck is good for you," Mark snapped at his youngest son.

Joey scampered out of the room whilst Mickey remained where he was. Both boys were shocked by their father's use of bad language. Mickey was rubbing a foot against his other leg as he stood uneasily in front of his silent father.

"Dad I'm really sorry 3;" Mickey started hesitantly.

"Shut the fuck up the miserable little cunt until I tell you to fucking speak," Mark snapped cutting his son off short.

A very loud silence now developed between them as they waited for Joey to return. Then the boy came running back into the room clad only in a pair of red shorts. He stood by the side of his brother panting slightly having rushed to obey his daddy.

Mark looked at his youngest son. His small body, tanned a nice brown, looked so fragile next to the bigger build of his brother.

"Right boys," Mark said as he sat looking at his two sons, "I guess it's time to get things sorted out. Joey is it true that you like playing with Mickey's cock and that you like sucking the fucking thing as well?"

Joey looked nervously at his father.

"I didn't know it was naughty daddy, I thought it was alright," the boy whined in reply.

"That's not what the fuck I asked. Pay attention you little fucking faggot. Do you like playing with Mickey's cock and do you like sucking the fucking thing?"

"Yes daddy," the boy admitted, "but I don't like him fucking me," he added.

"You like the taste of his cum do you Joey?" Mark asked as he tried to conceal his hard on from the eyes of his sons.

"Yes daddy," the boy replied as tears of fear ran down the cheeks of his face.

"And you Mickey, you fucking little pervert, do you like having your cock played with and sucked by your seven year old brother?"

Mickey chewed on his lip. He knew that what he had been doing with Joey was wrong but he guessed that all he could do now was answer truthfully.

"Yes dad, but I didn't mean any harm. I don't want Joey to be a faggot or anything like that," he said trying hard to hold back his tears.

"So fucking him would be your way of NOT turning him into a faggot would it?" Mark asked his voice heavy with sarcasm.

Mickey did not reply but just lowered his eyes and stared at the floor.

Joey was staring hard at his daddy, or to be more precise, at his daddy's shorts. He could see how they were sticking up in front. He didn't say anything but couldn't keep his eyes away from the shorts that seemed to move slightly now and then.

"Well boys I've decided to some extent what punishment I'm going to give you. In the shed are some bamboo canes I use in the garden. I'm going to pick a couple and then I'll explain more. You will both wait here for me and don't fucking move one inch whilst I'm gone," Mark said as he stood up.

He no longer tried to hide the tent in his shorts as he strode from the room leaving two very frightened boys behind him.

"What do you think daddy is going to do Mickey?" Joey whispered in a frightened voice.

"Don't be fucking stupid all your life Joey, he's going to use the canes on us," Mickey hissed.

"Why me?" wailed Joey, "I haven't done anything. You did things to me."

"Balls," said Mickey, "you wanked me off hundreds of times and you sucked my cock and made me hard so that I could fuck you."

"You made me, you made me," wailed Joey.

"Shut up you stupid bastard or dad will hear you," hissed Mickey.

Joey lapsed into silence as both boys waited for their father's return. He walked into the room carrying two thin bamboo canes and laid them both on the table. He looked at his two terrified sons and then spoke to Joey.

"Did Mickey fuck you when you had told him not to?" Mark asked.

"Yes daddy," Joey replied sniffing back his tears.

"How often did he fuck you?" Mark asked.

"Lots and lots of times, ever since his last birthday," Joey answered.

"Did he stop when you asked him to or did he keep on fucking you?" the boy's father asked.

"He would never stop once he'd started, I always asked him to stop because it hurt me but he wouldn't," Joey said.

"Mickey take off your shorts," Mark ordered.

Mickey looked at his dad and was about to protest. However when he saw the scowling look on Mark's face he quickly lowered his shorts and stepped out of them. He was now naked and his soft four inch [10 cm] cock hung over his developing balls. There was just a darkening of pubic hairs above his cock.

"Lay across the back of this armchair with your body hanging down over the back and your belly resting on the top," Mark ordered.

Mickey, looking very scared, jumped up onto the seat of the armchair. He lay over the back so that his buttocks were laying over the top and his head and body down the back whilst his legs were hanging down the seat side. Mark went to the boy and pulled him along slightly so that he was near one end of the back. Then he patted Mickey's buttocks gently.

"Good I think that will do," he said.

Mark now handed his youngest son one of the canes.

"As Mickey fucked you although you told him not too I think that you must punish him. You will give him twelve strokes of this cane across his buttocks," Mark instructed. "Make sure you hit him hard, I want to hear the little fucker scream," he said.

Then Mark stood back away from the armchair as Joey nervously stood to one side. Joey was not quite tall enough to be able to reach Mickey's buttocks with the cane so his daddy pulled up a chair for him to stand on. He was now able to reach Mickey's buttocks with ease.

"Remember Joey, real hard strokes of the cane," Mark said as the boy looked nervously at him.

Joey raised the cane slightly and brought it down to hit Mickey across his behind. The blow was very gentle and it tickled Mickey rather than stung. The boy was feeling decidedly happier after receiving that first light blow.

"WHAT THE FUCK YOU PLAYING AT, ARE YOU SOME FUCKING PANSY WIMP," Joey's father exploded. "GET YOUR FUCKING SHORTS OFF AND GET UP ALONGSIDE YOUR BROTHER. I'LL SHOW YOU WHAT I FUCKING MEANT WHEN I SAID HIT HIM REAL HARD"

Joey was now crying as he dropped his shorts. He got up onto the back of the armchair alongside Mickey. Now Mark could see two sets of lovely white buttocks, both sets beautifully smooth. He picked up the cane and stood on Joey's side of the armchair. He raised the cane above his shoulder and brought it whistling down through the air.

"THIS IS WHAT I MEANT WHEN I SAID CANE MICKEY," Mark bellowed as he struck young Joey across his white buttocks.

The young boy shrieked from the stinging pain as a vivid red line was left to mark his skin.

"OW, OW THAT HURTS DADDY, THAT HURTS," Joey shrieked.

"Does it hurt as much as this one?" Mark asked his young son as he gave him a second hard stroke of the cane.

A second vivid red line marked where the cane had struck as Joey shrieked from the pain.

"STOP DADDY, STOP DADDY, PLEASE STOP," Joey screamed.

"Have you got the idea now Joey, do you understand how I want you to cane Mickey?" the boy's father asked as his cock throbbed with pleasure.

Mark had not realised just how erotic it would be to hear the cane connecting with a boy's soft flesh, to see the beautiful red lines left in the white flesh and last, but not least, to hear a boy shriek and scream as the cane connected.

"YES DADDY I KNOW WHAT YOU WANT, I'LL DO THAT TO MICKEY DADDY BUT PLEASE DON'T HIT ME ANYMORE," screamed the young boy.

Mark lifted Joey off the back of the armchair and stood him on the chair. He handed Joey the bamboo cane.

"Now Joey, twelve good hard strokes of the cane. Make sure they are hard enough to make that fucker of a brother of yours scream his miserable head off," Joey's father ordered.

Joey, standing on the chair showing two vivid red lines across his white buttocks, raised the cane above his shoulder. Then he brought it down as hard as he could across Mickey's quivering buttocks. There could be no faking, no make believe, no pretence on either of the boys part. As the cane struck Mickey's buttocks the boy screamed real loud and a clear red line was left to show that the cane had indeed bitten into the boy's tender flesh.

As Mickey screamed from the burning pain Joey raised the cane a second time and brought it down as hard as he could and now two red lines were marking Joey's progress.

"STOP JOEY, PLEASE, PLEASE STOP," Mickey screamed as yet a third stroke of the cane had his buttocks shaking and quivering.

"DAD MAKE HIM STOP, MAKE THE BASTARD STOP," screamed Mickey as the fourth and fifth strokes of the cane bit into his tender flesh.

"Harder Joey, try and hit him harder," Mark panted as his cock throbbed away inside his shorts.

The boys father was finding this magic, the screams of Mickey as his younger brother beat him was truly erotic and Mark found himself almost wanking over the scene.

Joey had administered yet another three hard strokes of the cane to his shrieking older brother.

"OH STOP, STOP, STOP," Mickey was shrieking as the ninth stroke of the cane bit into his buttocks.

They were now criss crossed with red lines as yet another one joined them. Only two more strokes left.

"YOW, OW, OW," shrieked Mickey as the eleventh stroke tore into his flesh.

"OH GOD STOP, STOP, STOP," the boy yelled as the twelfth and final stroke of the cane landed.

Joey, his arm aching, let the cane hang down by his side.

"I've given him twelve strokes daddy," the boy said.

"Yes," Mark replied. "Now a few more questions Joey. Did you enjoy sucking Mickey's cock? I want the fucking truth now?" he asked.

Joey hung his head and mumbled "yes daddy, I liked it a lot."

"And how about swallowing his cum, was that good?"

"Yes daddy I liked that a lot," Joey answered.

"Did you like playing with your brother's cock, wanking him off with your hand?" daddy asked.

"Yes daddy that was fun too," Joey replied nervously.

"Three things you liked so I can't blame Mickey for everything. I've got to be fair about this. Get back over the armchair by the side of your brother," Mark ordered.

Crying with fear Joey returned to lay over the back of the arm chair. The two red lines across his white buttocks stood out vividly. Poor Mickey's buttocks were a mess of red lines and the boy's behind was stinging and burning from the caning as Mickey lay over the back of the chair sobbing.

"You will have three strokes of the cane, one for each thing you enjoyed doing with Mickey," Mark stated in a flat voice.

However he could hardly contain himself with glee as he looked at the two lovely sets of buttocks.

"And you Mickey will have three more strokes of the cane for encouraging Joey to perform those sex acts with you," Mark said.

"OH GOD NO, PLEASE DAD DON'T FUCKING CANE ME ANY MORE, I'VE HAD TWELVE STROKES, I CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE," Mickey screamed out in alarm.

"You'd better get used to taking it cunt, I've decided you both need a lot more discipline," Mark said.

He stood alongside Joey, raised the cane shoulder high and brought it swishing down through the air. A third neat red line joined the other two across Joey's buttocks as the young boy shrieked his head off.

Mark smiled grimly, raised the cane again, and brought it down across Mickey's behind. Now Mickey's screams and shrieks joined those of his brother's as Mark gave his youngest son a second stroke of the cane. Then a second stroke was doled out to Mickey.

"STOP, STOP, STOP DAD, PLEASE FUCKING STOP," screamed Mickey as his legs moved backwards and forwards.

"DON'T HIT ME ANYMORE DADDY, DON'T HIT ME, PLEASE DADDY," Joey shrieked.

Joey's yells were cut short as a third stroke of the cane bit into his tender young flesh.

"YOW, OW, OW," the boy shrieked as his buttocks felt as if they were on fire.

A third hard blow bit into Mickey's buttocks. The boy's skin was broken in places now where more than one stroke of the cane had landed. Mickey was shrieking and screaming and his yells joined that of Joey as their father stood back with a grim smile on his face and his throbbing cock was leaking precum.

"Stay where you are you little fuckers," their daddy ordered his sons. "Don't fucking move or I'll give you each another dozen strokes of the cane."

He went upstairs to the bathroom listening to the boys crying and screaming. He took a bottle of lotion out of the medicine cabinet and returned to where the boys were.

He placed some of the lotion on his hands and then started to gently rub it into his sons buttocks and they felt the cool balm soothing the stinging pain. As Mark rubbed the lotion in he was enjoying the feel of the boys behinds under the palms of his hands.

"When I've finished doing this you can go out and play. I suggest you don't try to sit down for a while and don't put any clothes on. In fact, as of now, you will not wear any clothes unless I tell you to do so," Mark said.

After a few minutes he had finished tending to the boys sore bottoms. He lifted Joey down off the armchair whilst Mickey got down on his own. It was a lovely summers day and both boys went outside, walking rather gingerly it must be admitted. Mark went back to his household chores.

In the garden Joey and Mickey started to talk together.

"Daddy fucked me last night Joey," Mickey said.

"No!" exclaimed Joey his eyes wide open.

"Yes he did and he said he wants me to have his baby. He's going to keep fucking me and shooting his cum into me until I give him a baby," Mickey said.

"Can you have a baby, I thought only mummy's could have babies," whispered Joey.

"So did I, but daddy must know."

The thirteen year old boy sniffed hard.

"I don't want to have a baby," he admitted as he did his best not to cry.

"Does that mean that I could have your baby?" Joey asked. "Every time you fucked me you left your cum inside me," the boy said accusingly.

"I don't know, I don't know. I didn't think faggots could have babies," Mickey replied in a miserable voice.

"You'll have to ask daddy, maybe daddy was taking the mickey out of you Mickey," Joey said half laughingly.

Then, as so often happens with boys, something diverted their attention and soon they had forgotten what they had been talking about. Eventually it was time for lunch and, after the boys had cleaned the dishes they, together with their daddy, went back into the garden.

Chapter 2

"Come over here Mickey and sit down," he called to his son and Mickey joined him on the cushioned seat.

"How does your arse feel?" Mark asked.

"It still burns a bit from the caning and I'm still sore from last night," Mickey admitted.

"Tonight I want you go to bed with Joey and I want you to fuck him," Mark said as his son swung round to face him looking amazed at what he had heard.

"You want me to fuck Joey dad, you want me to fuck him!" Mickey asked hardly able to believe his own ears.

"Yes, you enjoy fucking the little bastard so you might was well continue to do it," the boy's father said.

Then he put his arm around Mickey's shoulder and gave him a kiss on his cheek.

"Later, when I go to bed, you will join me and I will fuck you, I still want you to have my baby," he said with a smile.

"Dad please not that. Look dad I promise I'll never touch Joey again so please, please don't fuck me. It hurts too much and your cock is so big, it's more than I can take dad so please leave me alone," Mickey pleaded.

"Mickey, you can fuck Joey or not, that's up to you. Whatever you decide, you will still spend each night in bed with me and I will fuck the shit out of you. I want a baby son and I want you to have him for me," Mark said as he watched young Joey playing at the bottom of the garden.

"Boys can't have babies dad, I'm sure that only mummy's can have babies," Mickey said, half repeating what Joey had said to him.

"You're in for a surprise one day I guess," Mark said to his son as he gave a short laugh.

"I can't fuck Joey anymore, he's frightened that I'll give him a baby," Mickey said looking fearfully at his dad.

"Tell the stupid young prick not to worry about that. Only a man who has already made a baby with a woman can then make a baby with a boy. And the boy has to be the man's son otherwise it won't work," Mark explained.

Mickey now firmly believed what his father was telling him, the boy had no way of doing other than that because he was taught at home. He never attended school so only knew what his dad taught him and believed his father was the font of all knowledge.

"Okay Mickey you can go and play now. Just remember, I want you to fuck Joey tonight. One other thing, when you're ready to cum I want you to shout out very loud that you're cumming. Have you got that."

"Yes daddy but I really don't want to fuck Joey," Mickey replied.

"Best do what I ask if you want to keep me happy. Maybe tomorrow I will try out one of my leather belts," the boy's father said. Then he went on, "now fuck off and play. I want to get a bit of rest."

Mickey wandered off to see Joey. He told him what his dad had said about babies and the young boy was reassured. Mickey did not mention that his dad wanted him to fuck his brother that night. That was something Joey did not need to know about just yet.

Eventually the afternoon came to an end. After the evening meal was finished Joey had a shower and then went to bed. Mickey was always allowed to stay up one hour later as he was the older of the two. When the hour had passed he too used the bathroom and then went to bed. Having closed the bedroom door he crossed straight to Joey's bed and got on it.

"What you doing Mickey, get off before daddy's catches you and we both get into trouble," he said.

"Shut up," hissed Mickey, "I'm going to fuck you, dad has told me to."

"I don't believe you," Joey replied, "if you don't get off my bed I'm going to scream for daddy."

"You fucking scream and I'll beat the shit out of you," Mickey threatened. "Now shut up Joey and get me hard, come on cunt start sucking my cock."

"You sure this will be alright Mickey?" Joey asked in a scared voice.

"Sure it will, now get my cock fucking hard cunt, start sucking or do you want me to twist your arm off?" Mickey replied.

Joey knew how painful it would be if Mickey started to twist his arm. He also knew that Mickey would stuff a sock in his mouth first so that he wouldn't be able to call out and alert his daddy. Mickey was kneeling on the bed and Joey twisted around and started to lick and then suck his brother's soft cock. The young boy did enjoy the taste of Mickey's penis and was soon sucking hard on it. After a few minutes of such treatment Mickey's cock was fully erect, all six inches [15 cm] now being ready for action.

Mickey pushed Joey away and then picked up a tube of KY that he had brought from the bathroom, the same stuff his daddy had used the night before. He started to smear it on his hard cock.

"This will help me fuck you and it won't feel so bad for you Joey. Dad put it on his cock when he fucked me," Mickey explained.

"I don't want you to fuck me Mickey, please don't do it," Joey said in a very unhappy voice.

"Get in position cunt, I'm ready for action," Mickey snapped at his younger brother.

Joey knelt on his hands and knees with his legs spread wide apart and Mickey got behind him. He placed his hard cock against Joey's hole and started to press forward as he held onto his brother's hips. Joey knew the he had to relax his arse muscle so started to strain as if having a shit. He groaned as Mickey's cock slid into his body but had to admit that it did not hurt nearly as much as when Mickey had not used the lubricant.

Mickey felt his cock slide all the way up his brother's back passage and he just loved the way it made him feel. He'd been fucking young Joey for a year now and each time he entered him it felt real good. Mickey was truly addicted to his brother's hole and he started to fuck in and out real hard.

Joey was groaning as he felt the cock moving in and out of his body.

"Please stop Mickey, please, please stop," he cried as his brother fucked him as hard as he could.

"Keep quiet piss head or dad will hear you and then you'll really be in the shit," Mickey hissed as he drove in and out of the tight little hole.

Joey's groans of pain were much lower now; he didn't want his daddy to walk in on them. Mickey was fucking his brother with long hard strokes, driving all six inches [15 cm] of his hard cock in and out of Joey's tight cunt. He fucked his brother for nearly thirty minutes and then his balls started to tighten. He remembered what his daddy had told him to do when he was ready to shoot his load.

"OOOH SHIT I'M CUMMING JOEY, I'M FUCKING CUMMING BROTHER," he shouted as he started to shoot his load.

He kept pumping in and out of his brother as his balls emptied themselves into Joey's bowels. As Mickey finished shouting with erotic pleasure the bedroom door was flung open and Mark walked in. For a moment Mickey stopped what he was doing but then continued to shoot the last drop of his cum from his balls into his brother's backside. Then he pulled his dripping cock from Joey's cunt and looked across at his dad.

"Go to my bedroom Mickey and wait for me there," Mark ordered his son.

"Close the door as you leave," he added as Mickey jumped off Joey's bed and started to leave.

As the bedroom door closed Joey started to get up off his hands and knees.

"Stay where you are Joey, don't fucking move," Mark said as he got onto the bed and knelt behind his son.

"I'm sorry daddy, I'm ever so sorry," Joey said as he started to cry, "I told Mickey not to do it, I told him to stop."

"Shut up Joey," Mark said as he placed his hands on the boy's bare buttocks and spread them.

He could see Mickey's watery cum leaking out of Joey's rather red pink hole. Without speaking he leant forward and started to lick the outside of Joey's anus scooping Mickey's cum up with his tongue and swallowing it. Joey gave a loud gasp as he felt his daddy's tongue on his arse. It felt real good to the young boy. Mark swallowed his older son's cum and loved the taste of the thin cream. He pressed his mouth closer to Joey's rectum and forced his tongue between the lips and started to lick the cum from inside his young son's hole.

"Oooh daddy that feels good, oooh daddy I love that," Joey groaned as Mark licked around inside the boy's bowels.

Joey's father was enjoying the taste of Mickey's cum flavoured slightly by the taste of Joey's bowels. He could hear Joey moaning and groaning with pleasure and his cock was throbbing and leaking precum. Mark now placed his lip hard against Joey's buttocks so that his mouth was covering the young boy's cunt. Then he started to suck. He sucked as hard as he could and Joey started to cry out with delight as he felt Mickey's cum being drawn from his bowels. As Mark sucked, his eldest son's cum slid out of Joey's bowels and into his mouth. Mark swallowed it all with great pleasure and then licked the inside of Joey's hole once again. In all Mark spent thirty five minutes attending to young Joey's hole.

When it was clear of all of Mickey's cum, Mark got off Joey's bed.

"Okay son go to sleep now. I hope you enjoyed what I've just done as much as I enjoyed doing it," Joey's daddy said.

"Gee daddy it was lovely, real lovely," Joey replied.

As the boy got under the duvet cover Mark leant over and kissed him on the lips.

"Goodnight Joey, have a real good sleep," he said.

"Night daddy, see you in the morning," Joey replied drowsily.

Mark went to his bedroom and found Mickey laying on the bed awake.

"Well Mickey did you enjoy fucking Joey?" he asked.

"I only did it because you told me to," Mickey answered defensively.

"I asked you whether you enjoyed it not why you did it," Mickey's father said in a mild voice.

"I do enjoy fucking Joey and it felt real good this time because I used some of your KY," Mickey admitted as he watched his dad slip off his shorts and get onto the bed.

"Play with my cock Mickey, suck it for a while. I'm not ready to fuck you just yet," Mark said as he lay on his back and his cock stuck up in the air.

Mickey got between his dad's legs and started to lick his cock as he played with Mark's big balls by squeezing and pulling on them. Mark lay back enjoying things immensely as he wished that he'd started these games with his boys much earlier.

"Suck it now Mickey, see how much of my cock you can swallow," Mark said to his eldest son.

Mickey's brother had sucked his cock frequently but Mickey had never sucked cock himself. He considered himself a real 'he man' and not some cock sucking faggot. Now he had his dad's ten inch long cock just under his nose and knew that he must obey the order he'd been given. He closed his eyes, opened his mouth and closed his lips around the cock head. Then he started to suck as his dad started to groan with pleasure. He sucked the precum from his dad's piss slit and enjoyed the taste as it slid down his gullet. As he continued to suck hard he could hear his dad groaning in the background.

Then Mark sat upright on the bed with Mickey still laying between his legs sucking on his cock head.

"Let's see just how good a cock sucker you are," Mark growled as he placed his hands on his son's head.

He started to push down forcing Mickey's lips down the shaft of his cock and soon the teenager could feel it pushing against the back of his throat. He started to gag as tears ran from his eyes and Mark pulled his son's head up slightly. It was enough for Mickey to get some air before his daddy pushed back down on his head. This time Mark's cock head entered Mickey's throat and the boy started to choke and gag. Again Mark pulled Mickey's head up so that only his cock head was in the boy's throat then, as Mickey recovered, Mark pressed down again and the boy was swallowing even more of his daddy's cock.

Soon Mark had worked up a nice rhythm and was pulling Mickey's head up and down making his son's lips slide up and down the shaft of his cock as the boy swallowed more of it inch by inch.

"Suck harder you bastard, suck fucking harder you cunt," Mark panted as he worked his boy's head up and down real fast.

Mickey was now swallowing all ten inches [25 cm] of hard daddy cock as Mark showed him no mercy but kept pulling his head viciously up and down. Mark loved the suction that Mickey was exerting as he sucked on his daddy's cock. He loved the feel of the boy's tongue on his cock and the tightness of Mickey's gullet as he drove in and out. This was almost as good as fucking the boy.

Mark felt his balls tightening but there was no way he could stop the action now. He was carried away on a wave of blind passionate lust as he drove his cock in and out of Mickey's mouth. He pulled the boy's head up until only his cock head was in Mickey's mouth.

"Suck you bastard, fucking suck hard you little cunt," Mark gasped as Mickey sucked as hard as he could.

Mark shot his first load into Mickey's mouth and it was a huge load of cum he shot. Mickey had to swallow in order to try and breathe and he felt the cum sliding down his throat. He hated the taste of the salty cream as it passed down his gullet and into his stomach.

"Suck you bastard, suck you little cock loving faggot," hissed Mark at his son as he drove his spurting cock back down Mickey's throat.

The unhappy teenager sucked as hard as he could whilst swallowing the sperm that his dad was shooting into his throat. He felt his head being lifted and now only the cock head was in his mouth, then his head was slammed back down and he had cock head and ten inches [10 cm] of cock down his gullet. His head was pulled up again but this time his dad pulled Mickey's head right off his cock. Then he lay back exhausted with Mickey still between his legs. The boy's lips were glistening from the sperm that was adhered to them and, without thinking, Mickey stuck out his tongue and licked them clean.

"Come up here and lay on top of me," Mark said to his son holding his arms up in the air as he spread them wide.

Mickey crawled up his dad's body until his face was looking down at Mark's and then his dad closed his arms around him holding him in a strong embrace. Mark could feel his son's genitals pressing into his belly and realised that Mickey's cock was stiffening.

"Kiss me Mickey, kiss me on the lips," Mark whispered to his son.

Mickey bent his head down and pressed his red lips against those of his father's. He could feel his dad's tongue pressing first against his lips and then, as his lips opened, against his teeth. He opened his mouth and his dad's tongue entered and Mickey started to suck on it. Mark could feel his son's cock, now fully erect, being squeezed between their two bodies. He kissed his son passionately before pushing his son's head away.

"Turn around and lay on the bed on your back," he said to his son in a thick passionate voice.

Mickey rolled off his dad and twisted around so that he was laying on his back and his waist was alongside Mark's face. Then Mark leant over his son and looked down at the thirteen year old's cock which was sticking up in the air. He bent his head and closed his mouth over that tempting looking teenage spike. His lips started to move up and down the shaft as he sucked and Mickey started to groan with pleasure.

"Yeah dad suck my cock, ooh god swallow all of it you bastard. Suck my cock hard you randy old fucker, oooh dad please make me cum," the boy was saying as his dad's mouth moved up and down the sweet tasting teenage cock.

Mark was sucking hard on his son's cock as he knew what he wanted from life. He wanted to be able to suck his sons cocks, fuck their lovely tight cunts and beat them when he wanted. As he sucked on the delicious morsel in his mouth his own cock was nearing full erection.

"I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMING, OOOH DADDY I'M CUMMING," Mickey yelled as his cock started to spew his watery cum into his dad's mouth and throat.

Mark was sucking hard as he swallowed the boy's cream. He loved the taste of the sperm that Mickey produced. It only took a few seconds for Mickey's balls to be drained and the boy lay gasping with pleasure on the bed as his dad licked his own lips clean of his son's cum.

"Fucking hell Mickey I'm ready to fuck you now. With your sperm in my guts I stand a good fucking chance of making a baby son with you," Mark said.

Mickey's father then sat up on the bed and started to smear KY onto his rampant cock.

"Please daddy don't fuck me, please daddy don't. I don't want your baby and anyway what if it's a girl?" the teenager asked.

"It won't be a girl," Mark replied complacently. "Anyway if you really don't want my baby I know how to deal with that. First though I must fuck you, shit boy, look how eager my cock is to get into your cunt."

Mark had finished lubricating his throbbing cock and the angry purple cock head was, once again, leaking precum. He made Mickey lay on his back and then got his son to put his legs up in the air and pushed down on them until Mickey's feet was either side of his head just above where his shoulders were flat on the bed. Now the teenager was lying with his buttock up in the air and only his feet, head and shoulders on the bed. Mark stood over him with his legs either side of his son's body. He fingered the boy's cunt rubbing the closed lips. Mark thought how provocatively sexy that lovely arse hole looked and he quickly placed his leaking cock head against it.

He then pushed down hard as he leant over the boy and Mickey, using his knowledge gained from fucking his own brother, relaxed his sphincter muscle. Once again his dad's thick cock entered Mickey's hole and the teenager gave a scream. Mark pressed down harder and forced more of his cock into Mickey's tight hole.

"STOP DAD, FUCKING STOP. OH PLEASE STOP IT YOU'RE HURTING ME DAD," Mickey yelled as his father forced all ten inches of his cock up his son's back passage.

"Shut up and enjoy it you lovely little faggot," Mark grunted as he started to fuck in and out of his own son.

He fucked real hard pulling almost all ten inches of cock out of his son's arse before slamming the lot back in. Mickey was screaming and yelling and begging his daddy to stop as Martin fucked the shit out of his son.

"You want my baby, boy, you want me to give you my baby?" Mark gasped as he fucked his boy as hard as he could.

"NO I DON'T WANT YOUR FUCKING BABY DAD, PLEASE STOP FUCKING ME. YOU'RE HURTING ME REAL BAD NOW DAD, OH PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE STOP," the boy screamed.

But Mark wouldn't stop, couldn't stop, didn't want to stop. All he wanted was to fill his son with his seed. He fucked in and out harder and faster as his son screamed and shrieked underneath him.

Along the passage young Joey could hear Mickey's screams and shrieks and heard him begging his daddy to stop fucking him. The young boy covered his head with his duvet cover in the hope of blocking out the sounds.

"I'm cumming, I'm cumming, Oh yeah my boy I'm cumming," Mark panted as he started to shoot his load into his son.

He thrust in and out, in and out, in and out, and each thrust in brought forth some more of his cum and Mickey could feel the warm cream filling his bowels. He shrieked and screamed and begged his dad to stop telling him that he really and truly did not want to have his dad's baby. After a few minutes of hard and fast fucking Martin had emptied his balls. He pulled his cock out of Mickey's gloriously tight hole and rested over the top of him for a moment. Then he rolled off his son. As he lay flat on his back his cock stood at half mast and covered in cum.

"Get of your back you little bastard and suck all the cum off my cock," Mark ordered.

Mickey lowered his legs and looked across at his dad's cum covered penis. It looked a horrible sight as the cum had streaks of shit in it.

"God Dad I'm not going to touch your cock with my mouth, that would be just too gross for words," Mickey said.

"Really," Mark replied as he reached out with his hand and grabbed hold of Mickey's genitals.

He started to squeeze them in his hand and Mickey began to shriek from the pain. Mark tightened his grip and his son's face turned ashen as his eyes started to bulge. Mark shook his son's genitals as he squeezed them and strangled shrieks of pain emerged from the teenager's mouth.

"You sure you don't want to suck my cock clean?" Martin asked his thirteen year old son.

"OK, OK, OK, I'LL DO IT, I'LL FUCKING DO IT," the teenager screamed as froth bubbled up at his lips.

"Good boy, I thought you might," Mark replied as he released his hold of his son's testicles.

Crying with pain Mickey leant over his father, opened his mouth and closed it around the cum covered cock head. He started to suck the filth off his dad's cock.

"Take the whole of my cock down your throat son, I want the whole shaft nice and clean," Mark said as he lay back enjoying the feel of Mickey's lips moving up and down his cock.

As Mickey started to suck on his dad's cock hating every moment of his ordeal he worried about the fact that his daddy might already have made him pregnant. The thirteen year old, shielded from all outside influences, had no way of knowing that his dad was talking a load of bullshit.

After about ten minutes, and satisfied that his cock was now clean, Mark pushed his son away from him.

"Time for sleep now, in the morning I'll take the necessary steps to make sure that you're not pregnant," he told a relieved boy.

Mark fell asleep very quickly but it was some time before Mickey drifted off. The boy's bowels ached as did his jaws, and his shit hole was red raw from the hard fucking.

Next morning he was rudely awaken by his dad who grabbed him by his cock and balls and shook them.

"Come on you lazy fucker get up," Mark said, "time to stop you having a baby."

Mickey gave a yelp as he felt his genitals being abused once again. As his dad let go of them the boy hopped off the bed. He started to go out of the room and was surprised when his dad followed him.

"I'm going to use the bathroom dad," the boy said.

"Good for you, that's where I want you to be," Mark replied.

He followed his son into the bathroom.

"Now Mickey you want me to get rid of any baby I may have left you with last night do you?" Mark asked.

"Yes please daddy, I don't want a baby ever," Mickey replied.

"Get in the bath and kneel on your hands and knees," Mark said as he started to lubricate his cock with the KY that he had brought in with him.

As Mickey climbed into the bath he looked at his daddy.

"You're not going to fuck me again are you daddy, please tell me you're not going to do that?" the boy pleaded.

"I've got to flush you out boy," was all his dad replied.

He got into the bath and knelt behind his son. Holding Mickey by the hips he placed his cock against the boy's sore shit hole. Then he thrust forward and with little or no trouble forced all ten inches [10 cm] of his cock into his son's bowels. Mickey gave a low scream as once again he felt the pain of being fucked. Just then the bathroom door opened and Joey walked in.

His father turned and looked at his naked seven year old son.

"Now you're here Joey you can sit on the toilet and watch," Mark said.

Wide eyed but silent Joey sat on the WC.

"Now Mickey I'm going to flush my seed out of you," Mark said to his crying son.

With his cock buried to the hilt in his son's bowels Mark started to piss. He'd got all last nights piss in his bladder so it was full and soon the piss was being transferred to Mickey's bowels. The boy had mixed feelings as his dad pissed into his back passage. The urine was hot and did feel good but his bowels were aching from the strain of the cock inside them. Soon Mickey's bowels were full of piss and it started to move into his guts. His belly started to swell as he filled up with his dad's piss. After a couple of minutes Mark's bladder was empty and Mickey's bowels and guts were full. The boy knelt in the bath with his belly sagging and felt as if he was dying.

"Please dad stop, please stop you're hurting me again," Mickey cried.

"Shut up boy you wanted me to stop the baby and that's what I'm doing," Mark replied.

Then he started to fuck in and out of the boy. As he pulled most of his cock out of Mickey's hole dribbles of piss came with it. Then, as he drove back in, it was like a tidal wave as the piss was forced into his son's stomach. Mark pulled out again and drove back in, out and in, out and in. He loved the feeling of the piss swirling around his cock and the pitiful cries of his son.

All too soon Mark was shooting his load and now his semen joined his piss in his young son's bowels. Mickey was screaming for his daddy to stop and Joey now joined in.

"STOP IT DADDY YOU'RE HURTING MICKEY, STOP HURTING HIM DADDY, PLEASE STOP," young Joey was yelling.

Having shot his load Mark was ready to pull out of his son.

"When I pull my cock out of your cunt you must clench your buttocks and hold my piss inside you Mickey," Mark said to his son.

"Please dad it hurts like hell, please let me get rid of the piss in my guts," Mickey pleaded.

"In a moment son, be patient and clench your buttocks now," his dad answered as he pulled his cock from his son's shit hole.

"Hold tight now Mickey," his dad said, "and keep those buttocks clenched."

Then he lifted his son from the bath and carried him across to the toilet and sat him down on it.

"Now have a good crap and relieve your guts of everything inside you," Mark said.

Mickey was only too pleased to be able to obey his father and got rid of the piss and cum as well as his own shit.

"Okay boys have showers and then go downstairs and I'll get you your breakfast but first I must also get myself cleaned up," Mark said.

He left the boys in the bathroom and returned to his own private one attached to his bedroom. Once they had all gone downstairs and eaten the breakfast prepared by their daddy, the boy's cleaned up in the kitchen and dining room. Then Mark called them both into the living room. He made them sit down on the sofa and he sat opposite them.

"Boys from today we start a new regime," he announced. "Everyday after breakfast I will spend at least one hour disciplining you. Yesterday I used a cane on you, today it will be a leather belt. I'm going to obtain a couple of whips and will then use them as well."

"But dad why?" Mickey asked close to tears, "if we aren't naughty surely you're not going to hit us are you?"

"Did you hear what I said or are you fucking deaf. At least one hour every morning will be spent in my dispensing discipline. You boys need a beating whether or not you are naughty."

Mark looked at both his sons then went on.

"As I told you yesterday, you wear no clothes at all unless I tell you to. From today if I want to play with either of you or both of you, you come running. You will do whatever I say. You Joey are going to start sucking my cock as well as your brother's," Mark said.

"Yes daddy," Joey replied not particularly worried by that.

"In fact Joey you can come and kneel down in front of me now. I want you to suck my cock whilst I continue to lay down the new rules," Mark said as his cock throbbed excitedly at the thought of his seven year old son sucking it.

Joey got off the sofa and went across to his daddy and knelt down in front of him as if saying his prayers. His head was just the right height to reach his daddy's waist.

"Do you want me to play with your balls whilst I suck your cock daddy?" asked Joey knowing that it was something that Mickey loved him to do.

"Yes Joey, you do that like a good little boy," Mark replied in a thick voice.

Next moment Joey's daddy was groaning with pleasure as he felt his son's tiny hands pulling at his balls and the boy's hot mouth close around his cock head. He felt the suction as Joey started to suck and decided that soon he would start getting his cock down his young son's throat. Then Mark cleared his throat as he prepared to continue laying down the new rules.

"Make sure you listen Joey whilst you suck my cock," Mark said and Joey nodded his head in agreement as he kept his lips firmly closed around the base of his daddy's strong tasting cock head.

"You Mickey may fuck Joey whenever you wish, his cunt is yours for the present. However one word of warning to you, if I want to suck your cock and you can't cum because you've been fucking your brother too much then I will certainly be punishing you."

Mark paused to run his hand over his younger son's head as he enjoyed the sensations the boy's mouth was giving him.

"At night we all sleep in my bedroom. All three of us. Sometimes I may want to suck Joey's cock whilst I fuck your cunt Mickey. Other times Joey may suck my cock whilst you fuck the shit out of him. I may even try fucking you whilst you're busy fucking Joey."

Again Mark paused as Mickey remained silent. Mark gave a groan of pleasure as Joey slid his lips a little lower down his cock. The boy was sucking as hard as he could whilst pulling and twisting his daddy's balls.

"I'm going to introduce you to water sports. That is another name for pissing in and on each other. It can be real good fun and, once you're both used to it you will certainly enjoy yourselves," Mark said as he pressed down on Joey's head.

His cock head pressed against the back of the youngster's throat but Joey swallowed as he sucked and Mark's cock entered his gullet. He immediately pulled it back out again and then pushed it back in. All the while young Joey kept sucking and Mark was finding it hard to contain himself. He groaned even louder.

"Okay Mickey that's about all for now, I'll call you when I'm ready to start beating you both," Mark gasped. "Till then go and play in the garden, Joey and me have some unfinished business to attend to."

Mickey, his head spinning from all that he heard from his dad, went out to the garden leaving young Joey kneeling in front of his daddy with Mark's cock moving in and out of his throat.

Mark placed his hands either side of Joey's head.

"Now Joey, your throat is so tight it just feels marvellous to my cock. I'm going to help you to see just how much you can take. Keep sucking hard son and make me cum," the young boy's daddy said.

Then Mark started to pull Joey's head up and down as the boy's lips moved up and down the shaft of his long cock. As Mark could feel his balls coming to boiling point Joey was managing to swallow seven inches [18 cm] of his daddy's cock. Mark pulled the boy's head right up so that only his cock head rested on Joey's tongue.

"Suck boy, fucking suck, make me come," Mark groaned as his young son sucked as hard as he could.

Then Mark's cock erupted and filled Joey's mouth with his cum. The young boy started to swallow it and found it much thicker and saltier than the watery cum he been sucking from his older brother's cock. As Mark's cock erupted he started to pull down on Joey's head and the boy felt the spurting cock enter his throat. The cum was sliding down his gullet as he sucked as hard as he could to draw it all from his daddy's balls. Mark was groaning with pleasure as his young son sucked him dry. Then he pulled his cock from Joey's mouth.

He bent over and picked his son up and sat him on his lap so that the boy was facing him.

"God Joey you did a wonderful job, you suck cock better than your brother. Did you enjoy sucking my cock?" the boy's daddy asked.

"Yes daddy and I loved the taste of your cum. It taste much nicer than Mickey's," Joey answered.

"I'll tell you what Joey," Mark said kissing the boy on the lips and managing to get the taste of his own cum from his son's mouth, "it won't be long before daddy starts to fuck you. I think your tiny cunt will be even better to fuck than Mickey's," he said.

Joey couldn't help shivering with fear when his daddy said that. Mickey's cock always hurt when his brother fucked him so he knew that if his daddy used his enormous cock up his cunt it would be even worse. Mark felt his son tremble and smiled to himself. He lifted the boy off his lap and told him to go and find Mickey and tell him it was time for the hours discipline.

He gave his son a pat on his bare buttocks and told him not to be long and make sure to come back with Mickey.

As the boy ran out into the garden Mark went upstairs to bring down a couple of heavy leather belts. He was humming to himself as he thought.

"Yes boys a new regime starts today."

The End