Saturday afternoon….

“PEE--JAY!!!” 

Responding to the near deafening bellowing coming from upstairs young Pete junior D’caht dropped the broom he had been sweeping with and ran off towards his father as fast as his hefty frame would allow. After running through the living room and up the stairs he arrived at his father’s bedroom out of breath and panting.

“Yer best time yet.” Pete laughed. 

“Th… thanks dad.“ Pj said panting. The younger man saluted then looked up shyly at his father. The older man was lounging on his bed as he had been all morning. He was naked save for his slippers and was happily drinking and smoking his usual stogie still very content after the several times they had, had sex. “What did you want me for sir?”

Pete leered at his son. The boy looked good in just them tight fitting briefs. The thin fabric clung very nicely to his backside. Answering the other man Pete smirked and said. “It’s lunch time boy and I’m hankering fer one ‘o’ them there subs you’ve been gettin’.”

Pj frowned he had been hoping for something more. “Oh… right…”

Pete snorted amused by the tone in his sons voice. It was obvious what he had been really hoping for. “He-he thought I was goin’ ta fuck you again didn’t ya?” Pj blushed and stared down at his feet as the other mans question. “Don’t worry slut well go again b‘for nightfall. But I’d be more ener-gi-zied if I had a full belly.”

Pj chuckled nervously. “If you say so sir.”

“Dammed right I say so! Now get moving I can’t wait all day.” 

“Yes sir!” Pj saluted again. 

(It certainly has been one heck of a morning for me hasn’t it. After we had sex down in the living room and I had cleaned up our mess my dad took me upstairs and… well let’s just say by the time we were finished I was more then a little worn out. Dad was rough and never gentle as he had sex with me and truth be told I really, really enjoyed that. Though I wish he would at least look me in the eyes during it. Well beggars can’t be choosers I guess. At least I’m not a virgin anymore. As I got dressed then walked down the street to Mr. Fraido’s deli I began to hum to myself feeling like nothing in the world could bring me down. That was until one of our neighbors called out to me.”)

“Hey you D’caht boy!” A loud voice called out to Pj as he walked down the street.

Pj groaned, he knew that voice and who it was attached to. “Oh hi Mr. Wey.”

“Never mind that kid. I want to ask you somethin’ come‘er.” Pj sighed at being forced to talk to the obviously perturbed older man. He had had enough of that in his home. But being a good neighbor he slowly walked up to Mr. Wey.

Mr. Wey was a large hippo almost as large as Pj’s father. And was know among the neighborhood as a very tacky person. Both because of his lawn ornaments and his taste in clothing. He was never seen without one of his trademark Hawaiian shirts and a huge grin on his face. Despite his jovial appearance however he was a grumpy man obsessed with his home and garden and didn’t like people bringing down the “property value“. Which is why the next sentence he spoke to Pj was…”

The hippo gave the young dog a curious look. “What the hell was all that yelling and moaning I heard this morning?” 

Pj began to sweat he hadn’t even thought about how loud they had been. The whole neighborhood must have heard them. He had to think of something fast. “Well we… My dad and I…. we… … we were listening to a movie, yeah that’s it.”

Mr. Wey raised an eyebrow for a few agonizing seconds acting like he wasn‘t going to fall for the lie. But finally he shook his head and muttered a curse. “Dammed must have been some flick.” He remarked. “Any who you two better keep it down in the future. Racket like that can damage the resale value of my house. People don’t like living next to bad neighbors. Still surprised the homeowners association allowed your dad to put up that giant dish. …If I was in charge I would have been sure to-”

“Hey lard ass! Stop harassing my kid!” Pete’s voice called out. The pair looked up to see Pj’s father leaning out of his bedroom window glaring down at them. He was still naked but luckily all the two men could see from the street was his upper torso. “He’s got my food to go and get!”

“For the love of god D’caht put on a shirt!” Mr. Wey shouted right back. “And for yer information I was only just telling your son here to keep it down over there!”

“What do you care!?”

“I care because someday I want to live my dream of moving far, far, far away from you! And I won’t be able to do that is I can’t sell my house because of you, you stupid so of a-”

Pj saw this as his chance to get away so as his dad and Mr. Wey argued he slipped away running down the street and away from the irate men. He didn’t need to remain in the middle of that whole mess. Before they were out of sight though Pj took one last look over his shoulder just in time to see his dad turn around and moon the flabbergasted hippo from the window. “Hope he doesn’t call the cops again.” Pj chuckled as he raced off.

(My dad and Mr. Wey… Hard to believe that two people so alike could be “mortal enemies” but that’s the way it’s been since the very first day we moved into our home after the divorce. My mom had gotten the old house so that meant me and dad had to find a new place to live. We spent a lot of nights in broken down motel rooms but finally we found our current house. Unfortunately as soon as we were moved in dad started making trouble. First he wanted to paint the house bright neon green; Mr. Wey nipped that in the bud quickly. Then he wanted to build a six foot fence around our house, Mr. Wey again. Then finally he wanted to put in the huge satellite dish, which he actually convinced the neighborhood to let him put in. Mr. Wey was decidedly unhappy about that. And my dad wasn’t about to let him forget it.)
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Spoonerville 12:30.…..

The bells on top of the door to Mr. Fraido’s deli chimed as Pj left the building. He had just had a very nice visit with the Rhino. The older male had spent nearly ten minutes describing his old life in Brooklyn to Pj as he fixed the sandwiches for him and his dad. Pj had always liked the man. He was so fascinating and always in a good mood unlike his father. Plus he seemed to like Pj an awful lot too. The young boy could still feel the larger mans hand on his shoulder as he handed him his order. The memory gave him butterflies in his stomach every time.

The butterflies were still there as Pj made his way down the street and back home. Unfortunately the butterflies were chased away when distracted as he was Pj failed to notice someone who was right in his path until it was too late. With a loud thud and twin gasps of surprise. Both him and whoever he had bumped fell backwards and landed on the sidewalk.

“Whatch the fuck where yer going… D’caht!?”

Pj rubbed his sore bottom and turned towards the source of the voice and groaned. The person who he had collided with was someone who he had wished he didn’t have to see until school next Tuesday.  “Sorry about that Moose.” Pj sighed. 

“You better be sorry fat boy.” Another voice huffed.

“Are you alright Moose?” Another slower voice sounded.

Pj turned away from moose to see the football quarterbacks’ two lackeys, Billy Hedstrung and Tony Tarn glaring down at him. Billy was a pudgy buffalo with a bushy goatee and a chipped horn whom was known for not being too bright. And Tony, Mr. Tarn’s son had an athletic build like his dad and an even meaner disposition. 

Pj was about to say he was sorry again when he was picked up by the shirt collar by Billy and lifted a good foot off of the ground. “What should we do with him Moose?” the buffalo asked.

“I don’t know.” Moose said as he was helped up by Tony. “That kind of hurt.” He glared at Pj. “Can’t believe you have the nerve to knock me flat on my ass like that. “ The gorilla stepped up to the dangling boy and flicked his nose. “And after I was nice enough to invite you to my party tomorrow.”

“You invited D’caht?” Tony asked. “Why the fuck did you go and do that.”

“A bit of charity s all.” Moose remarked not looking away from Pj. “Don’t worry the little shit said he was too good for my party.”

Pj gasped. “Um… Moose that‘s a lie what I said was--AHHHH!!” 

The young mans objection was interrupted when Billy slammed him into the nearby wall. “Quiet!’ He grunted.

Moose cracked his knuckles and advanced towards Pj “You know Pee-gay I think it‘s time I show you what happens to people who say no to me.” Moose laughed. Giving him a quick grin Moose raised his fist and swiftly struck Pj across the face leaving what would undoubtedly become a black eye.

“He-he that was a good one Moose.” Tony laughed. “Bet the butterball will be crying tonight in his bed cause you hit him.”

“Yeah crying.” Billy added.

“Now move it Moose I want to take a crack at him.” Tony said as he pushed the gorilla out of the way taking his place in front of Pj. The young bull was raising his arm about to hit Pj again when a cry broke their scuffle and made the three bullies turn towards whoever was yelling at them

“HEY YOU DUMB FUCKS LEAVE THAT KID ALONE!”

Pj sighed in relief. it was Mr. Fraido coming to his rescue. Seeing the older and much larger man coming towards them Tony grunted in annoyance. “Fuck looks like we gotta go Moose.”

“Yeah better not risk getting in trouble.” Moose agreed. He turned back to their victim. “Guess we’ll have to finish this later fatty. Heh, look forward to it.” He gave Pj a smirk and a wink as he and his henchmen left dropping the young dog on the ground in their wake.

Mr. Fraido was by Pj’s side almost as soon as he landed. “Hey Peeje, Peeje you alright kiddo?” he asked concern dripping with every word. He held out his hand to help the boy up.

“I suppose Mr. Fraido.” Pj answered as he was lifted to his feet. Standing up he was shaking a little. “I’m used to it.”

“I don’t care if you are or not Pj” Mr. Fraido chided gently. “Who knows what those three punks would have done if I hadn’t see ya out of my window.” The rhino took hold of Pj’s face turning it to the side. “That’s going to be on hell of a shiner kid. Why don’t you come back to my shop? I got a bed in back I use to rest on during the day. You should rest and get something cold on it as soon a possible.”

There were those butterflies again. Pj pushed the probing hand away gently. “It alright Mr. Fraido like I said I’m used to it. Besides I should get home my dad’s waiting for these subs. Don’t want him getting mad and giving my black eye a mate.”

“Guess your right.” The rhino said dejectedly. “But I want you to promise me you’ll do something about yer bruise when you get home.”

Pj smiled at him. “Alright sir.” he turned and started to walk away but he stopped after the first few steps and turned back. “Oh Mr. Fraido…?”

The older male had turned away but looked back at the young dog. “Yeah Peeje?”

“Thanks for saving me from them.”

“Yer welcome kid, anytime!”
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Pj’s house 1:00.…..

Pj was happy to be back at his house after his harrowing experience and entered with a deep sigh coming from his person. “If it ever so humble.” He muttered to himself as he went into the kitchen and took out the three subs he had gotten. “DAD! I’m back… with the food.”

Strangely there was no response. Where was his dad?  Looking around he could find no trace of him despite the usual empty cans and cigar stubs. Pj got his answer when he heard Mr. Wey’s loud cursing coming from outside and his dad strutted into the kitchen in a wife beater and pair of shorts with a manic grin plastered on his face. 

“OH your home…” Pete said noticing his son. “Bet you can’t guess what I just did.”

“I’m afraid to ask.” Pj responded fearfully.

“Well get this! I took them grass clippings from when you mowed the lawn and spread them real pretty like all over Wey’s stupid gazebo.” As he spoke Pete seemed very pleased and excited. “Old two tons was nearly as red as them crummy toe-mate-o’s he grows! Which I might add I threw at the side of his house.”

Pj cringed as he was told what his dad had done. “Dad don’t you think that was a little to much.”

“Shit bastard deserved it fer how he barked to me!” Pete rebuked. “Besides It’s a hoot doing it.”

“Alright then.” There was no talking to his father when he was like this. “Anyway I got those subs like you wanted sir. Why don’t we sit down and have them for lunch.”

“Naw I got a better idea boy.” Before Pj knew it he found himself pinned against the kitchen counter his father’s crotch grinding into his ass. “Drop them drawers boy I feel like fucking yer ass right now.” Pete said huskily.

“R-right now?” Pj gasped. He could already feel his father’s member through the flimsy shorts. The middle-aged man must have gotten hard from the sheer joy of pissing off his next door neighbor.

“Yes r…r…right now boy!” Not wasting anymore time Pete roughly pushed down his sons pants then fished out his own cock. Growling he pushed Pj’s chest down against the counter and shoved his large cock right into Pj no lube, no warning. An excited snarl coming from his lips the older man then began to pump into his son hard and fast. “Gotta get this one out real quick like then get to the food.” Was Pete’s only excuse as he fucked the surprised boy beneath him.  

The sex was hard and fast, Pete taking his son by the shoulders within a few minutes and jack hammering away at his ass. All Pj could do was clutch the counter in front of him and listen as the plates in silverware in the sink rattled from the force as he ride out the wave of sudden passion. He didn’t have to ride it long though, Pete was far too excited to last too long and soon the older male let out a loud grunt and deposited a warm load into his son.  

Once the fucking was over as always Pete pulled out and backed away. “Woo-wee! That was real good.” He said taking the hem of Pj’s shirt and wiping off his member with it. “Nothin’ like fuckin’ after you go and get all excited like.”

Pj stood there panting for a few seconds his pants around his ankles and his backside slightly reddened from the force his dad had used. “Yes it was good sir.” he said nodding his approval.

“Glad I can be of service boy, now go and get them sam-ana-whiches out I’m hungry.” Pj nodded again and turned around. It was at that moment that Pete took noticed to the blackened eye his son was sporting. “Hey, wait now. Where did you get that shiner? Don’t remember givin’ it to ya?”

The question made the younger man frown. He couldn’t let his father know what had happened. Last time he had told his father about him being bullied. The older man had forced him into learning how to box, With him as the teacher. Pj ended up with two black eyes after his first lesson. “It’s….it’s nothing sir.”

“Like fuck it is!” Pete growled. “Who did it boy!”

Pj shuffled from foot to foot trying to think of a way out without telling him. “It…” 

Before the young dog could say anything more Pete gave him a hard glare and pinned him to the counter so that they were eye to eye. “Now look here son yer goin’ ta tell me who did this and yer telling’ me now! Less you want me to use that big ol dildo you got the other day ta ream the answer out of you”

Pj didn‘t know weather to be excited or afraid by that threat but after seeing the dangerous look in his dad’s eye he decided the latter. “It was a guy I go to school with, Moose Clancy the quarterback.” He said flinching. “Him and his two friends did it.”

Pete let go of his son. The boy slumping down to the floor with a thud when he did. “Humm… I think I‘ve heard of this Moose guy.” Pete walked over to one of the drawers and opened it. After fiddling around with the contents he pulled out a small booklet. “Yeah here it is! I lost a big purse on him the last season. He did this to you?”

“Yes sir he did.”

“Alright then I’m goin’ to go over there and beat the living hell out.” Pete turned to leave the room.

“No dad wait!” Pj said grabbing his dad by the arm. “You can’t do that you’ll get arrested again.”

Pete tried to pull away from the younger man but then realized he was right. “Fine… But he ain’t going to get off easy fer hitting you.” He tapped his chin as if thinking. “You say this guy is the quarterback. Real mans man type”

Pj relieved that his father wasn‘t going to go kill Moose nodded. “Yeah he‘s got a new girlfriend every couple of days… why?”

“I bet he goes around the school like a strutting roster right. Bullying the nerds, callin’ boys like you queer and such?“  Pete asked. Pj nodded again. Smiling down at his son Pete chuckled then said. “I think I’m gettin’ m’self an idea boy. “

That sentence when spoken by the larger man always meant trouble. “Dad come on you really don’t need to do anything I’m not worth it.”

“Pssh, of course you are boy.”

“Really?” Pj asked his dad had never said something so nice to him.

“Of course you are! Yer Pete D’caht’s bitch now and iffin he goes and beats you to a living pulp I won’t be able ta fuck that fat ass of yers whenever I want to anymore.”

(I should have known)
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Sunday evening 10:00……

A lone care drove through the streets in a Spoonerville suburb at night. The entire neighborhood was filled with big expensive houses, with new fancy new cars in the fronts. It looked like it would cost a fortune just to stand on the sidewalks which made the car traveling down the street look even rattier then it already was. Inside of the vehicle Pj and his father sat in silence as they traveled to their destination. 

The younger man slightly worried about what he was about to go do was shaking nervously. “Dad are you sure this plan is going to work.”

Pete inhaled the cigar he was smoking the dim red light illumining his face in the darkness. “When have I ever let you down boy.” seeing a raised eyebrow he added. “Never mind those times! This plan is going to work trust me, I know. I was just like him at that age and what were’ going to do will bring him down a peg or two I reckon.”

“If you say so sir.”

“Dam right I say so boy.” Pete huffed. “Now yer wearing exactly what I told ya to… Right?”

“Yes sir I‘ve got on everything you told me to wear.” Pj pulled at the bottom of his shirt. He was wearing a tight fitting tee shirt which was a couple of years old. The fabric was so worn it was almost see through and it only just barely covered his pudgy belly. The shorts he was forced to put on were even worst. They were very tight and left nothing to the imagination. 

Seeing the boy fiddling with his clothes made Pete leer at his son. The little slut was actually looking real good to him. If they had the time he’d pull over behind a building and fuck him before their little revenge scheme. “ya ain‘t got underwear on too right??”

“Yeah just as you told me “Go commando”.” 

“Good, real good.” Pete said licking his lips. Within a few moments of their conversation ending they arrived at their location a large house with loud music coming from it and several empty bear cans lying on the lawn. “So this is the big football stars home huh. Kinda a dump if you ask me.” Pete said pulling up to the sidewalk.

“Well I suppose it’s in better shape most of the time.” Pj said. “Remember he had a party today.” as if to prove his point Billy and Tony came staggering out of the house just then obviously drunk. 

“See…hic you latter boss!” Tony shouted. 

“Yeah…hic later!” Billy joined in.

Pete observed the pair of men leaving the house. Kids today couldn’t hold their alcohol he supposed. “One of them that Moose fella you were talkin‘ ‘bout?”

“No dad he’s still probably inside the house. He makes them clean up for him after the parties are over.” The younger dog explained. “From what I heard that is.”

“Good then yer bully is alone then.” Pete chuckled. 

Pj sighed and answered. “Yeah Moose makes everyone leave after his parties. likes to sleep off the beer after he has his fun.”

The pair watched as Billy and Tony walked past them. The two drunks didn’t seem to notice them as they shuffled past hooting and talking about how much fun they had had. “Ok here’s yer chance take this-” Pete handed him a six case of imported bear. “-And go up there and offer it to that fucker in the house.”

“What sort of beer is this sir?” Pj asked. The writing on the cans was In German.

“The kind that will get you drunk off yer ass from half a can boy. Not shut the hell up and get going!”

“Ok sir.” Pj opened the door and was pushed out of the car by his father before he pulled off. “Why do I get into these messes?” He sighed getting to his feet. Hesitantly the young dog walked towards Moose’s house. The cold fall breeze ran across his scantily dressed body causing him to shiver. Or was it from the thoughts of what his dad was making him do. Taking a big gulp Pj stepped up to the door and rang the doorbell.

The dull chime and the music being turned off made the boys nerves skyrocket. He knew that now there wasn’t any turning back and this was cemented when the door swung open and Moose smelling of chlorine and booze poked his head out.

“Hey I though I told you two fuckers to go…” The gorilla began thinking it was his men. Upon seeing Pj standing there his eyes widened in surprise. “What the hell are you doing here butterball?” he walked out onto the landing and glared at his guest.

Pj couldn’t help but let his eyes roam over the older boy. Moose was only wearing a pair of swimming trunks his chest and slight paunch exposed and still wet from the swimming. He must have just gotten out of the water a few minutes ago. “I…I… I wanted to say I’m sorry for bumping into you earlier.” Pj said remembering his lines.

“Say yer sorry?” Moose asked. “Get the fuck lost fatty I don’t have time fer you.” He began to turn around and reenter the house. 

Pj quickly walked in front of him and held up his hand. “It’s true see… I, I even brought an apology gift.”

“A gift aye?”

“Yeah I took some of my dad’s fancy imported beer see.” Pj held up the six pack. “It’s real good too.”

The older man eyed the gift then Pj then the gift again. “Oh I see.” He grinned. “Alright then I’ll accept your present. I suppose… you want to come in and drink them with me, right.”

Pj thought it was weird the way Moose seemed to be going along with their plan. But he knew if he backed out now his now his dad would be furious. “Um… yes if that ok that is.”

“Come on in then dork.” Moss laughed pointing into the house. Pj smiled warmly and walked into the big building the larger male right behind him. 

“Nice house you have here Moose.” Pj remarked. “This your place or your parents?”

“Its mine idiot I haven’t lived with my folks for two years.” Moose snapped. “Dad bought me this place just to get me out of his house. Now shut up and fork over them beers you brought me.”

The shorter man handed the cans to his tormenter the gorilla quickly snapping one off and popping it open. He sniffed the liquid for a second as if expecting something then took a good long swig. “Dam this stuff should come with an octane rating.” He coughed.

“Well you don’t have to drink it if you don’t want to.” Pj said shyly. He hoped the older man would just drink one can then stop. His dad couldn’t get mad at him if their “mark” just stopped.

“Come on we can sit in my living room.” Moose said throwing the now empty can over his shoulder. He led Pj into a large living room lined with expensive hardware and a giant TV which dwarfed the big one his dad owned. “So what brought about this little visit Pee-Gay?” He asked sitting down.

Pj took a seat across from the gorilla. “Um, I don’t know just felt like it was time I tried to… be friendly like.” Pj had accidentally slipped into his fathers mannerisms during the last part of the sentence and he grinned nervously Moose. 

“Friendly like? …ok.” Moose then began to drink form another can quickly gulping down beer. “So friend what do you want to talk about?”

“Um… You know…Just stuff.” Pj chuckled nervously.

(I could do nothing but sit there and make small chat with my tormentor as he drank beer after beer getting more and more drunk with every sip. Moose was just as I expected he would be if we took the time to talk at length. Telling me about all of the things he did during the school week not letting me get a word in edgewise. Nearly every one of his stories ended with him either scoring the winning goal, beating up someone, or getting a date with some girl. After about the fifth beer I began to notice that Moose was slurring his words and trying to fight off sleep. I knew this was the time to do as dad told me and make my move.”)

Moose let loose a loud belch as he smashed the last can of the beer against his forehead and chuckled drunkenly as he rubbed the sore spot it left.  “You know-sh lardy ass yer not so-sh bad after all.” The intoxicated ape said. “If you can get me some more beer like that I might even consider letting you carry my books into school.”

‘Gee thanks’ Pj thought sarcastically. Out loud he said. “Well thank you Moose I’d be happy to do that for you.” the only answer he got was a loud snoring coming from the other man which signaled the next step in the plan. Looking up from Moose, Pj saw a large shadow and the glint from a camera lens which could only mean his father was in place. “Better get this over with.”

Pj stood up and slowly made his way over to Moose his fathers plan echoing in his ears.
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Earlier in the car…

Pj sat in the passenger seat of the car twittering his thumbs as he listened to his father explain his plan to him. “Ok listen slut yer goin’ to go and kiss up real good to that there bully of yers. I brought ya some beers that should lube the gears so to speak. Once he’s good and liquored up you go and yank out his dick and start sucking on it really good.”

“DAD!? I… I can’t do that. He’ll murder me.” Pj gasped.

“Never mind that boy the booze I brought is real good stuff. He’ll be trashed off of his ass in no time.” He laughed. “B’sides look at whet yer wearing if he is a bit lucid-abill. He’ll be so drunk he’ll just think yer some chubby girl giving him a good time and let you do what ya want!”
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Back in the present Pete stood by the one of the windows of Moose’s house. Digital camera in hand ready to take a snapshot when his son began sucking on the older mans dick. ‘Little shit’s going to be so humiliated when we show him the pic of m’ boy suckin’ his monkey cock. Having that hangein’ over his head will keep him good and peaceable like.

Pj began breathing harder as he neared his goal. Moose was out of it and seemed oblivious to his decent. His hand shaking the young dog reached out preparing to pull down the gorilla’s pants so he could fellate him. 

But just as his hand reached the shiny buckle Moose’s hand shot out and gripped his wrist painfully. “What the fuck do you think yer doing D’caht?” He growled.

‘FUCK!’ Pj screamed in his head.

“I’ll tell you what yer doing then.” Moose sneered. “You were trying to get me so drunk I’d let you suck my dick weren’t you?” he pulled on Pj’s arm yanking the shorter man closer towards him till they were nose to nose. “Unfortunately for you I’ve been drinking since twelve and I can hold my booze.”

Both Pj and his father listening from the window gasped. Moose knew exactly what was going on. “Listen Moose I can explain-”

“-Shut the fuck up fatty!” The football player fumed. “You think you’re the first queer who’s come mincing into my home trying this. I have one of them every year or so. Sissies trying to get into my pants and you know what happens to them Pee-gay?”

“You kill them and bury them in your back yard!?” the younger boy said shaking.

“No I do this!” Moose lurched forward his lips connecting with Pj’s and his tongue slipping inside of his gasping mouth.”

Pj’s eyes opened wide and a flash of light filled the room from the direction of the window. Moose however didn’t see the flash he had his eyes closed concentrating on kissing the younger man in front of him. “Now then what do you got to say about that butterball?” Moose said pulling away after what seemed like hours.

“You…you…you kissed me?” Pj sputtered.

The gorilla rolled his eyes. “Dam right I did and I’m going to give you a lot more.” shifting suddenly Moose pulled Pj down onto the couch and positioned himself on top of him. “I knew what you wanted the moment I saw you making goo-goo eyes at Mr. Brown. Then you came to my door in them slutty looking clothes. You were practically asking for this. I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll remember it on your death bed!”

“But you’re straight Moose why would you do that!”

“Hell yeah I’m straight but why fuck a girl and risk getting her knocked up when I can shove my dick into some queers nice warm hole. I even have a nice profile online so I don‘t have to look hard.” The gorilla informed as he ground his crotch into Pj’s “Besides fucking dudes can be fun sometimes. No fuss, you types practically beg for my jock inside of you.” He got off of the shorter man and stood up. “Now shut up and loose them pants.” 

Pj had to find a way out of this he just had to. All he was suppose to do was give him a blow job not this. “But, but, but!” The fearful stuttering was interrupted when Pj quickly found himself deprived of his tight fitting shorts the gorilla easily slipping them off of him. “Moose slow down! This… why don’t we just stop here. I promise I won‘t tell anyone.”

“Uh-uh, you wanted some of my dick and your going to get it! Good and hard.” The taller man yanked down his swimming trunks and stepped out of them. Pj gasped for a second time when he saw the long shaft the ape had. It was no where near as thick as his father but it was still very impressive. “Real good dick ain’t it D’caht? He said proudly. “Going to feel good to when it’s reaming your ass real god.” The older boy returned to the couch pushing Pj back down onto the seat and forcing his way between his chunky legs. 

“Moose let go of me plea-humph.” Pj’s pleading was drowned out when Moose lowered his head and started kissing him. The gorilla was overpowering and wasn’t going to take no for an answer it seemed. 

After stealing the breath from his new fuck buddy Moose trailed kisses down Pj’s jaw line and then began nipping at the dog’s neck. “You got a real fat body here D’caht.” He remarked as he assaulted him. He began exploring Pj’s chest squeezing the soft doughy flesh he found and pinching his nipples. “Your cans are almost a big as a girls he-he.”

“Moose…” Pj panted he was beginning to become lost in the sensations. Was he really doing this? Panting and squirming as the star quarterback of the Spoonerville high manhandled his body. He let out a nervous yelp then he felt the gorilla stubby fingers cup the side of his ass and work their way into his crack. “Your not going to fuck me are you?” Pj asked.

“Didn’t I just say I was stupid?” Moose snapped. He shoved his finger into the man beneath him slowly stretching him for the intrusion to come. First one finger worked its way deep inside of his ass then another Moose using them to scissor the passage open wider. “Dam nice and tight! I think your ready for my cock now fat boy what do you say?”

Pj could only moan and toss his head from side to side the fingers probing his backside felt really good. His dad had never prepared him like this before. 

“Good you fat slut. Hold up your ankles for me so I can shove this monkey meat into you.” Moose laughed. “Hope this is all you ever dreamed about.” finding the right angle Moose thrust into Pj hard in one solid motion. Pj only grunted to the penetration having grown used to abrupt intrusions like this in the day and a half being fucked repeatedly by his father .

“You know on second thought your kind of loose aren’t you fatty.’ Moose said as he began moving inside of Pj. “Bet you had someone guy fucking your ass earlier today right?”

“Yess… Yesss… I did.” Pj said mid delirium. Moose was a wild force pounding away at him with such vigor it would put his dad to shame. The pair was so engrossed in their coupling that they failed to notice the sound of the front door opening or the heavy foot steps of Pete as he walked into the lavish home.

When Pete entered the living room he grinned watching the ape on top of his son. The gorilla had his back to him giving the older man a good view of his ass as he pounding away into his sons fat ass. Moose seemed to be enjoying the whole event cursing and calling his boy a slut and a sissy for taking his cock. ‘Kind of an arouse-I-nating sight seeing him getting it like this.’ he thought as he watched. The coupled still hadn’t noticed him letting him enjoy the show for a few minutes. But is wasn’t enough he was getting hard and need to fuck something. Raising an eyebrow as he watched the round monkey ass move back and forth he shrugged his shoulders. Who said he had to fuck his son exclusively.

“Dam D’caht you’re a real good fuck you know that?” Moose grunted as he plowed. “How about we make this a permanent job for you. My little personal bitch” he suggested as he sucked on the dogs collarbone.

Pj had long ago gave up any semblance of coherent thought and was clutching at Moose’s back his as he squeezed he legs around the apes waist. He just had to push that wonderful cock deeper inside of his body.

Moose snarled and began rocking harder. “Come bitch tell me you’ll do it or I’ll stop.”   

“I…I…I-” Pj began. He was about to agree wholeheartedly to whatever the older man had said. That was until he saw his father slowly advancing toward shim. “I…I…I…I-”

“You what queer?” Moose laughed. The older boy got his answer when a heavy hand hit him dead center on the back and pushed him down against his victim. “What the fuck.” he looked over his shoulder seeing a large man who bared an uncanny resemblance to the chubby boy beneath him only much older. “Who, who the hell are you?”

“Who am I?” the man asked mockingly. “Well I’m the loving father of that boy you got yer filthy cock in, asshole.”

“You are!” Moose said panicking he had been caught raping someone’s son. “Listen dude let’s make a deal my dad is rich he can pay you.”

“Nope I ain’t exceptin’ cash fer once.” Pete said “My boy there has been telling me an awful lot about you boy and I got ta say I’m pissed off. He’s my property understand and here you are fuckin’ him. Well I think it’s time to learn you fuck Pete’s boy and Pete get’s to fuck you!” The older male laughed. 

The gorilla gasped. “What?”

“Just let me show you monkey boy.” holding Moose down Pete unbuckled his pants and let them drop to the floor. Like his son Pete wasn’t wearing any underwear. He had expected to fuck his son in the car after their scheme so he didn’t see any need to have them on. Grinning down at his captive Pete nudged his hard meet between the hairy ass of his sons bully. “Going to give you what yer givin’ m’boy.”

Moose began to struggle when he felt that thick cock working it‘s way into is ass. “Stop it you fat old bastard you do it and I’ll make sure you spend yer life in prison fucker.” 

“I don’t think so monkey boy.” Pete leaned over the younger mans back and held out his digital camera.  On the screen in the back of the device there was a clear image of Moose and Pj kissing. “You see while you were sucking face with my boy I was taking pictures and-” he clicked the next button a few times each new click showing the young gorilla in more and more perilous positions. “-and I kept on snappin’ pictures. Bet yer friends at the school would get a real kick outta see these.”

“Dam you.”

“That’s right-” Pete thrust forward his cock slipping into the football player’s tight virgin hole. “Dam me. But fuck you, aye boy? HA, ha, ha-ha, ha ha-ha!!!”

Moose gritted his teeth and barred the intrusion. What else could he do? With those pictures he was completely at the mercy of the larger man. “Son of a BITCH!”

The gorilla glared down at Pj who had remained quiet this whole time scared to death that Moose was going to choke him for what his dad was doing. But as soon as his father began to thrust into the man above him he started to moan. The powerful gyrations of his father’s hips were causing Moose’s body to move from the force making the ape’s long dick slid in and out of his now loosened hole. Pj was riding on the pleasure of feeling the twin thrusts from his father and his bully and enjoying every second of it. 

“Feels really good don’t it son.” Pete said as he fucked Moose. He looked Pj straight in the eyes as he fucked the man between them, making sure that he didn’t miss a single second of the joy on his boys face. “Hey monkey why don’t you give him a little kiss.”

“FUCK YOU!” 

“I SAID NOW DO IT!” Pete clutched the angry youths hair and forced him to face Pj. Moose resisted at first not willing to let the middle-aged man have his way but after a well aimed thrust to his prostrate he gasped and slid his tongue into Pj‘s mouth. “Yeah now that’s more like it. Now hold on boys big daddy’s gonna give the two of ya a real ride.” 

What followed the statement was a savage mounting Pete was so hard and horny after watching this gorilla fuck his son that all he cared about was his own release. After several minutes of the heavy assault he lowered his body till his chest was against Moose’s back and pulled the boys head away from Pj’s mouth. The older boy moaned and cried out as soon as his mouth was free and Pete so turned on by the sounds and warmth surround his dick lowered his head and kissed his son. Shocking Pj to the core and making him cum. Moose wasn’t far behind cumming inside of Pj within minutes of the younger boy. 

“Fuck kids! You don’t know nothin’ ‘bout holdin’ out fer long.” Pete said annoyed. He had wished the two younger men had lasted a little longer. “How about I show you how an old pro does things right.” Pete kept going with his frantic thrusting for several more minutes pounding and breeding the gorilla ass under him. But eventually the heat and moist slapping noises in the room got to him too and with a bellowing roar he came his seed whitewashing the ape‘s inner walls. 

Their passions sated the trio stood perfectly still for awhile all three of them trying to catch their breath and comprehend what had just happened. Finally Pete pulled away, his cock slipping out of Moose’s warm cummy hole. “Now wasn’t that just special.” He laughed.

Pj and Moose only nodded as they repositioned themselves sitting next to each other on the couch they had just used. “I’ve never been fucked before…” Moose said clearly in shock. “… I… I think I want to do it again.” he looked over to Pj. 

“Yeah dad does that to you.” Pj chuckled nervously.

The older boy raised an eyebrow. “You and him fuck?”

Pj cringed. Why did he just say that? “…Yeah we do but we only just started Friday night.”

Moose was quiet for several seconds before he said. “Cool.”

“Hey monkey boy!” Pete huffed. “Hate ta interrupted you two queers but I believe we’ve got somethin’ to discuses here. I liked fuckin’ yer ass boy. Almost as much as I like doing my son here. How about we make this…” He grinned evilly at the gorilla. “…how about we make this a permanent job for you? My personal bitch” 

Moose glared up at the older man he hated having his own words slung back at him. But why did he start getting hard again at the thought of being mounted again. He looked down at older man’s now limp cock  cum shining obscenely in the light. Even soft it was still large. Oh yes he wanted more.

Pj looked over to the other boy seeing the struggle in his eyes. “Dad Moose isn’t going to agree to that there’s no way he would-”

“-Alright Mr. D’caht I’m in.” Moose cut in.

“HA-HA! I knew you would be.” Pete crowed. “Now get dressed proper like and we’ll be off to my house and fuckin’ b’fore ya know it.“ He gave him a smug grin. “Hell I‘ll even let you fuck my boy some more b‘fore I nail ya again.”

Moose stood up his head lowered and muttered a nearly inaudible. “Yes sir.” before he left to go upstairs and get ready. 

“Now doesn’t that just beat all!” Pete bolstered to Pj as he watched the ape leave. “We come to get revenge and we end up getting’ ourselves a monkey sex slave.”

Pj shook his head not believing what was happening. This was surreal like something that happened in some dirty sex story. ‘I think I might be in over my head here.’ He thought to himself. “Dad do you really think this is a good idea?”	 he asked his father

“Dammed right I do boy!” Pete proclaimed yet again. “Dam right I do.” 

(Man… do I wish he would stop saying that. But he was right it was a good idea, but I’ll tell you about that later I suppose Mr. Diary.)

To be continued…..

Next time Pj and Pete take their new guest home…