“Fuck… what have I done?”
   Benjamin looks on in vain as the last few dollars of his balance disappear, leaving him with a couple of circular zeros as a result of the ball falling down into the red 36 on the roulette wheel. Ever since he discovered the convenience of online gambling, the otter doesn’t even have to leave the house or drive hours away to the nearest casino in his area, the money in his pocket and account can just vaporize like water on a hot pan. So much so that, he’s gotten in debt so many times over from excessive gambling, yet luckily he’s always been able to get out of it through “some” responsible moderation. However, this time? Oh hohohoho no no no, not this time for poor Benji. He’s racked up so much debt that this time his wife might have to know of his fuck up. So much debt to so many people he knows, that as Ben otter turns off the phone and laments his stupid, truly STUPID choices that were made, all he can think of is how to apologize to all of them in the morning.

   When morning comes, the otter bites his teeth and speed dials the number for his older brother, Michael, praying to himself that said adult doesn’t become enraged over the phone or worse, not let him extend his promise. Two, three, then for beeps later, the call connects through,
   “Hello?” The slightly distorted voice comes out the phone speaker.
   “Michael? Hey, it’s me, Ben.”
   “Yeah, what’s up?” The other end becomes a bit wary of his caller.
   “Listen…
   Benjamin then goes on to explain what had happened, how sorry he is, how he needs some more time before he can pay some money back, how credit card companies are more strict, etc.
   …so if it’s not too much to ask, can I please pay you back after everything else? Please? I promise I’m in such a tight spot right now, I wouldn’t dare spend any more than I already have. Please I just need some time.”
   Michael pauses for a second, “already in a tight spot huh?”
   “Yes. I promise,” the otter pleads.
   Another few moments of silence goes by.
   “Are you home right now? Jenny and Kim are away right?”
   “Yes they’re out for vacation… why do you ask?” The remorseful otter take a second before he connects the dots, “are you coming over? Please… don’t do anything stupid…”
   The other end bursts out laughing, “HAHahaha no no no, we would never do anything to you. Trust, brother,” the man chuckles, “but yes we’re coming over.”
   “We? Is dad there?”
   “No, only Sebastian.”
   “Shit… I’m sorry Sebastian, I was going to call you too…”
   “No worries… you’re our little brother after all,” the identical voice replies, “but yes, we are coming over in twenty.”
   “O-Okay, sure!”
   The few byes end the conversation and hang up the call. Benjamin sighs some relief before putting his phone down, he has some breakfast to make for his hungry little boys.

   Benji and Jenny have been happily married for 13 years, and their eldest daughter, Kim, is just as old as the wedding certificate. The two younger boys, Tim and Jim, are another set of identical twins in his life, other than Micheal and Sebastian, his elder brothers, Sebastian being the oldest of them. This week, the women are out of the house on a girls’ only vacation, leaving daddy and his two boys at home to care for themselves.
   Like promised, his two older brothers roll up to his doorstep right as he places two bowls of cereal down in front of his boys, the doorbell ringing prompts Benjamin to answer,
   “Coming!!” As he rushes to the door and open them up.
   Standing in the door frame are his older brothers, the twins’ voices causing Tim and Jim to get up from their seat and turn around,
   “Uncle Seb!!”
   “Heeeeey man, how are you?” The oldest, Sebastian, walks to them and give them a hug.
   “Uncle Mike!”
   “Yeah you didn’t forget me too, huh? Come here you little rascals!”
   Hugs and head pats are given to both the kids as they cause them to giggle and laugh. Then all three adults leave the kids to their TV shows again as they head to the kitchen all on their own.
   Michael takes a seat at the dining room table, while Sebastian stands leaning against his twin’s seat.
   “Drinks?”
   “I’m good,” the oldest replies, “and a root beer for me,” says the middle brother.
   A can of cold root beer arrives in Mike’s hand,
   “So, gambled your life away huh?” the seated otter asks as he cracks open his drink.
   Benjamin sighs, “yes, I know, a raging addict and all that…” he avoids eye contact with his brother as he sits down at the dining table.
   “You gotta get your life together, man,” Seb shakes his head.
   “I know, I’m sorry guys, please,” the father pleads for mercy, hoping the reason they come over isn’t malicious or hurtful to his money plans, “I just need to pay off every other debts first.”
   “And how much do you owe everyone?” Mike takes a sip from his root beer.
   “28,000 in total…”
   “Jesus fucking Christ, man,” the eldest exclaims.
   “I know, I fucked up real bad this time…”
   “You know what?” Sebastian walks over to his poor little brother, “you don’t need time to pay off debt. You need to make money, man.”
   The eldest of the trio leans down to his addict brother, one arm resting on his shoulder,
   “Do you know how you can make money fast, Benji?”
   “How?” Ben replies, a bit afraid for what he’s about to be told. People don’t talk about exciting investment opportunities in the way he’s being cornered right now, but alas, his brother leans up to his ear, the arm on his shoulder gently tightens without his knowledge,
   “Cub porn.”
   “WHAT?! SEBAS--”
   The man yells out and jumps from his seat, but before he could make any sudden movements, his brother has already constricted his arm around his neck to keep him in place, the other hand grabbing his jaw and turning him towards the two children sitting in the living room, putting them in full view of their father,
   “Shhhh… no need to freak out, Benny… Listen, we know people who can pay big, big, BIG money, for some young new meat getting violated for their first time,” the otter grips his struggling brother in place, gently whispering and injecting the poisonous plan into his head, “what else of choice do you have, Benjamin? So much debt racked up in so little time, what would Jenny say? Do you want your credit score to tank and you’d lose the house and even your family? You’d be lucky if Jenny or any of us don’t send you to a rehab and make your credit payment even worse, truly you’ll be destroyed for life.”
   Unable to resist the other male locking him in place, Benjamin gives up and just grips his hands against his sibling’s arms instead. The offer slowly infects his mind more and more, fear of losing everything he’s ever had is too great to betray his brothers.
   “Look at them, Ben. They’re yours, and you’ve taken such good care of them,” Sebastian directs every adult in the room’s attention over to the naïve children, “isn’t it time the boys help daddy out a little bit? I promise we will be gentle, they won’t feel abused and won’t grow up resenting you, or any of us, and you get all your debt wiped off in one night, and maybe even some. What do you say, Benjamin?”
   Lost in thoughts and decisions, the father doesn’t even know what to say. The more he’s heard of his brother’s persuasion, the less reason he has of saying ‘no’ to them,
   “O-Okay…”
   “Good boy, Benji! You know what to do best,” Michael sighs and leans over, patting his brother’s back.
   “Then tonight we come over. Put the boys to bed, and we’ll come in with everything we need. Good?” the oldest of them asserts his plan over.
   “Y-Yeah…”
   “You don’t sound confident,” Seb probes, sticking his hand out, “promise?”
   Benji looks down at his brother’s hand. Just a normal otter paw, but why does it feel like he’s shaking hands with the devil?
   “Promise…” ashamed, yet reluctant, the father shakes his hand, sealing the deal for the night.
   “Great. Then we best get going,” Michael says as he gets up from his seat, both males leaving for the main door. On their way out, the boys catch them on their tracks,
   “Are you leaving?” says Tim.
   “Yes dear, we’ll be going now, see you later!” the twins walks over and hugs both the boys, enveloping them in their wide adult arms.
   “Bye bye!” The boys wave at the adults as they disappear through the main entrance of the house.
   After the door slams shut, Benjamin returns to his same seat in the dining room. Everything seems to stop dead in its tracks, sounds from all around are drown out by deafening silence as he sinks into quiet remorse. His own children! Children, for god’s sake! Yet, for some reason, the immense guilt he should be feeling right now isn’t weighing as much as it should be.

   “Come on, let’s go out today. I’ll get you ice cream!”

   “Daddy, are you okay? You seem sad.”
   “Hm? Oh uh… it’s nothing, sweetheart. Don’t… Don’t worry about it. Now go play with your brother okay?”
   As Ben watches on at his boys in the playground, he can’t help but go back on his earlier decision. Are they really going to make cub porn with them? Who are they selling it too? Are they going to get him arrested and imprisoned? And… and… and when Sebastian said,
   “I promise we will be gentle, they won’t feel abused and won’t grow up resenting you, or any of us.”
   It reminds him of when he was little, how the brothers did in fact have sex with the younger Benjamin, spitroasting him between the two horny 9-year-olds when the father was only a year older than Tim and Jim would be now. The couple of horny young teens spared no mercy on him, fucking him whenever they could get away with and used him like an underage cumdump. But… Ben never grew up to resent them, nor has he ever thought of making pay for their actions. Maybe this one time, the boys will do the same for his children?
   “Daddy! I’m bored, let’s go home.”
   He snaps back to reality. Oh gosh, is it that late already? The sun has already set, yet they’re still here in the park. Has our otter been so lost in thoughts? He’s very lucky another pedophile hasn’t decided to come by and kidnap one or both of his kids while the father wasn’t paying attention. Our small family of three leaves, both children holding on to their father’s hand as they walk to their car and out of the greenery.
   On their way home, the adult picks up a takeout order from their local diner, a double serving of fries, meatballs, and tater tots. He also cuts up an apple and dip them in some almond butter, all for his kids to be happy, but deep down, it’s all for his conscience to feel less guilty about selling his children out for pedophiles to pleasure themselves. As Benjamin sets the two plates of dinner down in front of his dear baby boys, the father grabs the TV remote and says,
   “Who’s up for cartoons tonight?!”
   The trio would watch TV and eat their dinner into late night, and lucky for him, spending the evening watching cartoons has allowed him to forget his sense of dread for the night, but as soon as they start yawning and becoming sleepy-eyed, all that misery starts setting in again,
   “Sleepy?” asks the saddened adult.
   “Yeah…” replied Tim.
   “Then brush your teeth and go to bed, okay?”
   “Nooooo I don’t wanna…”
   “Come on,” the father puts both boys on their feet, “you can’t sleep on the couch tonight.”
   “I’ll get to the bathroom first!” Jim exclaims.
   “Not if I get there first!” Tim shouts as both boys run away.

   “We have to sleep with you tonight?”
   “Yeah! Don’t you wanna sleep with daddy?”
   “Yeah!!” Both boys yell in unison.
   “Okay, you boys sleep first, I’ll join you in a second, okay?”
   After Benji tucks them both in bed, he waits for his brothers in the dining room downstairs. His heart races just by thinking about whether if he should bail out last second, save his children like the good father he is. But alas, he’s not. He’s racked up a huge debt and now he’s using his underage kids to pay it off. There’s no way out of this. Every second that passes by feel like waiting for a thousand years for his elders to show up. He sits with a drink in his hands, looking down at it with his mind heavier than steel, then as soon as the doorbell rings again he takes a chug to finish the glass, then finds in himself the courage to stand up and walk to the front door.
   Swinging the door open, the father finds his brothers standing there, with Sebastian’s arms wide open for a hug,
   “Hello, little brother. Good to see you!”
   “Yeah, hi…”
   “Are they asleep?” asks Michaael as they both walk inside.
   “Yes, they’re upstairs, in their room…”
   All three adults head upstairs and enter the adult’s bedroom, where both 4-year-olds are deep in slumber. The adults quickly sets up a camera around the bed, a connecting laptop and low lights, to illuminate the scene like a dark sexual deviant bedroom. After the adult twins have stripped all their clothes, Ben becomes too uncomfortable to bear the scene and leaves,
   “Hey,” he leaves a parting thought, “be gentle with them, okay?”
   “Promise, man,” the oldest otter brings them into a fist bump.
   The door clicks to a close behind Benji, and he brings himself to the bathroom. The faucet runs a pool of water into his hands, and he splashes them over his face,
   “Daddy sorry, boys… I’m so sorry… I can’t protect you…”
   Taking the towel in his hands and wiping his face dry, then dropping it down to look at himself in the mirror, who stares at himself in disappointment,
   “What have I done…?”
   Before Ben could continue his train of thoughts, his phone rings a text message. Checking out what it is, the guilty father sees a link to a website sent by his brother. Curious to see what it is, he clicks on it, and opens the browser.

   A livestream of the familiar bedroom shows up, both his brothers naked and half aroused, all of their faces blurred out,
   “What is this website?!?!”
   The website looks so well done and professional, there’s no way it could be fake. Clicking on the other homepage, he is presented with loads of other livestreams, some of them even feature children younger than Tim and Jim. Shocked and surprised from the discovery, Benji collapses on the toilet seat, flicking through the site’s numbered thumbnails. This can’t be real, right? There’s no way this kind of stuff is just available on the internet, no. Subconsciously, he is undeterred by the young boys, yet the girls on those thumbnails call to him. He test clicks on one of the thumbnails of a little girl laying down, no more than his son’s age, and it redirects to a live feed. Chatters cheering and complementing the adult man, whose cock is rock hard in view, hovering above the little child’s body. The camera seems like his own phone, even, moving freely in his hands as he slaps his cock onto the girl’s body. No! There’s no way this is real! But all doubts disappear as soon as a donation of $500 comes through with the message “Fuck her, balls deep”. Right before he can witness the action, the anxious male’s already panicked and backed out of the livestream, back to his brother’s original room. “Uncles and virgin nephews”, and the view count is ticking up quick as their’s hard cocks swing about while they undress the kids.
   “Mmmm young fucks”
   “Glad to catch another stream”
   “Your nephews? For real?”
   “Looks no more than 5”
   “Mmmmm”
   “So hot, are they drugged?”
   Comments fly in as the little brothers slowly wake up from being pulled around,
   “U-Uncle Seb?”
   “Uncle Mike? Hello, wh-where’s daddy?” Both boys babble their words from waking out of their slumber.
   “Shhhh…” Mike shushes the boys, “don’t worry, just relax and try to go back to sleep, okay?”
   The trio speaks so lowly and quiet, the microphone doesn’t pick up the noise, but by the way they move, anyone could guess the kids have woken up and are talking. Something about this scene entices Benjamin so much he can’t look away, much like how he was almost dragged in and hypnotized by the other livestream. Both the adults’ cocks are rock hard and proud, the male side of the family has always been endowed, so while everyone, including their own relative, can’t see the brothers’ faces, their cocks alone would separate them apart. Despite being otters, big dick genes also runs in the family, and while Mike’s cock is longer, at 14 inches, he also has less girth than Seb’s, whose cock measures 13 inches, but that meat is very thick. Unbeknownst to Benji, his brothers has extensive experience on stuffing underage children full of their massive cocks. When you have as much experience as feeling a baby’s heartbeat against your cock like Michael, or stretching a tight hole until the child looks like it has no pelvic bone like Sebastian, you know how to pleasure your oversized pedophile fuck stick.
   The adult brothers lube up their dicks, in their experience, child fucking always require lots and lots of lube to ensure penetration. Donations start rolling in, and the comments go crazy,
   “$50. Fuck, I love you boys”
   “Show us their holes!”
   “I can’t ever get tired of your cocks, such huge meats!”
    “$100. Spread their holes for us”
   They alternatively take on duty of reading the chat on the laptop, and from the donations, they both scoop the boys up in their arms,
   “Relax and just shut your eyes, okay boys? You’ll fall asleep soon when we’re done,” Seb shushes them.
   Both adults let the children lean on their bodies as they turn both tiny buttocks towards the camera and spread them, eliciting a reaction and flood of comments from the chat,
   “FUCK!”
   “Fuck that pink hole”
   “Fuck them all!”
   “I’m so jealous of you”
   Benjamin gasps. He’s never seen his own sons in this light. Seen them naked, of course, multiple times even. But to see them naked and sexualized? The situation makes his stomach drop like he swallowed a ton of steel.
   The adults’ erect penises brushes against the boy’s hole, and as they finally start to align the tight hole up with their dicks. One by one, each of them start lowering their respective boy toy onto their hard-ons, their hands spreading the boys’ butt cheeks apart, letting the weight of their own bodies sink the cock tip into their tight little holes,
   “Shhh, don’t squirm, boys… just relax and push your body out,” Mike urges as he tries to enter Jim’s hole, both little boys begging under their breath for it to stop.
   Meanwhile, the father is not having a good time. Not that he’s disgusted or completely in fight or flight mode to save his kids, but the scene of his dear babies, ones that are in the next room right now, are being violated live on camera, right in front of his eyes. Something about it is… stirring his mind. No guilt, no fear, no anger, no repulsion, nothing. In fact,…
   ben reaches down to his crotch. No. No no no. Nononononono. There’s no way. He’s got an erection, which has found its way down his pant leg, making him oblivious to its appearance until now. There’s… there’s no way! This is not enticing to him, in any way, but… “May-Maybe it’s just a random respond to seeing sexual acts…!” Ben reasons with himself before he makes a quick readjustment of the hard-on in his jeans, but tight jean crotches don’t help, and without thinking clearly he unzips his crotch and pulls his cock out.
   “Wait, fuck--” the confused father quickly realizes his mistake, “I’m not jerking off to this, why do I…”
   (B) hastily tries to put his cock back in, but like his well-endowed brothers, a cock of 14-inches is quite hard to put it back in its confinements once it’s out and standing tall in front of him,
   “Fuck it…” the disgruntled man mumbles as he ignores his needy cock.
   Back at the screen, the men are applying more lube to their huge dicks, and even squirting some into their boys’ assholes. Only their crotches are on screen right now, but you can tell as they’re trying to penetrate these boys, they’re definitely reading the chat,
   “$50. 50 more if you go balls deep”
   “FUCK that little asshole”
   “Holy fuck!”
   “Your real nephews? Glad daddy’s out of town then! Time for uncles to play”
   “$200. You guys are my hero, you helped me realized so many things about myself, and as a soon-to-be uncle, I thank you for all you’ve taught me”
   “Why be gentle? I’ll pay for you to rape them, hard”
   “Fuuuuuuuuck so hot man…”
   “$50. You guys help night shifts become bearable”
   “RAPE THOSE BABIES”
   The pedophiles starts thrusting their hips upwards, adding more force to their cock, completely adamant that they WILL get your cocks into those boy holes. More and more probing, finally makes little Jim’s sphincter loosen itself from all the poking, and Michael’s cock pop its way in. Shortly after, Sebastian gets lucky with his pedophilic thrust as well, and his fat cock tip stretches the 4-year-old open. At this point, the uncomfortable sensation causes the boys to rise again,
   “Uncle, it hurts…” Tim pleads.
   “It’s okay, baby. Here, I’ll bounce you slowly, okay?”
   Up and down, up and down, up and down, each of the boys get their rectum slowly opened up by their uncles with every thrust, and after either one has sunken half way down on the meat rod, their molester would bring them back to the bed and lay them down, so that the fucking could be a bit more forceful. After all, to rearrange someone’s guts with a hard cock, you would have to thrust with some force, and when you’re rearranging a child’s stomach cavity, especially one under 5 years old, you have to be extra careful with your thrusts. So, as Sebastian and Michael has Tim and Jim back down on the bed, with both boys gently pushing their uncles away, with weak bodies and arms, both the adults keep a steady pace, all while being mindful of how much the audience can see. For every minute that goes by, an extra inch would continue sinking into the little boys.
   Meanwhile, Benji is arched over in his seat, his elbows resting on his knees as his eyes become glued to the screen, unable to form a coherent thought. His hard cock is still throbbing and begging for attention, but he is unaware of himself, and as if he’s just watching normal porn, instinctively his hand reaches for the tip of his cock and gives it a stroke by the fingers. No, stop. STOP! Ben snaps back to reality like a car crash and pulls his hand away, looking down at his cock in shock, the thing throbbing and bobbing back and forth with each of his heartbeat. Fuck fuck FUCK! It’s demanding attention. It’s so hard it hurts. It’s making his heart race, pounding and pulsating in his chest. It’s…

   “… a one time occurrence.”
 
   The father wets his hand with lotion on top of the sink, then wraps all his digits around his leaking member and starts moving up and down, all the while becoming completely sucked in by his brothers’ essentially gentle molesting his own sons. There’s nothing but lust in the bathroom with him, no logic, no guilt, no reasoning, just a man, his rock hard cock, a livestream of otter children getting their asses broken in, and a lot of wet slicks,
   “Fuck… fuck them, Sebastian… fuck them… fuck them like you fucked me…fuck them little boys, Michael…” Benji mutters under his breath, his hand quickly become a blur of tight grip and fast strokes.
   Much like the horny father, the audience is having quite a feat with the live feed, and as more and more donations roll in, requesting for more and more control and actions of the scene, the twin adults have finally hilted their companion for the night. The boys, however, have stopped feeling so painful from the forceful stretching, but rather tired from trying to push their uncles away, and the relentless rocking back and forth from their hip thrusts. Sleepy yet not asleep, their fate is surrendered to the pedos whose cock is all the way up their rectum, and the strange yet somewhat enjoyable feeling of fullness pressing on the lower stomach.
   “$50. For hilting the boys”
   “$500. Show me a close up of you boys fucking those holes.”
   “I’ll pay $2000 if you cum inside and the cum leaks out”
   “$240. Got me gooning at work for those fuckers”
   Taking orders from the chat, the child molesters lift the boys up in their arms again, this time with all of their cocks facing away, and get in front of the camera, showing off the stretched out hole and their big fat pedo cocks pumping in and out of those forbidden holes. Lube and sweat drips down their balls, all these thrusts surely makes a man’s body heat up like a coal-fed fuck machine.
   “Fuck, man…” Seb exclaims, “virgins are always so tight, I can’t hold back when fucking them.
   “Same here, I don’t think I can hold any longer…” Mike moans, his upwards thrusts becoming more and more erratic than before.
   “$5000. Cum right there, close up, balls deep”
   “Woahhahaha… okay, if you ask for it, man,” the older twin thanks the donator for his generous request.
   Meanwhile, Benjamin isn’t having an easy time either, beating his cock raw to the footage,
   “Fuck fuck fuck, I’m… I’m close too… are they really gonna cum inside?”
   “Ready, boys? I’m soooo fucking close man…!!” cries Sebastian.
   “Count to 5, chat!! 1…2…3…”
   Both the men rest the weight of their little boy on their torsos as they use all their hands to spread the boys buttocks. Cum spurts out of their cock, the base of their cock visibly pulsating as they unload their pedophilic lust into their own nephews. Moans of pleasure and pent up horniness escapes their mouth, alternating between each shot of seeds. The audience goes crazy, while Ben’s eyes are glued to the action as he reaches climax himself, arching his body back and barely have enough time to pull his shirt up, though it isn’t necessary as his cock blasts cum all over his front, hitting the wall behind with a splat, then painting his own body white as he cum uncontrollably, his body twitching and writhing to the sheer pleasure, his eyes not leaving the screen for one second. Finally, when the pair lift their fuck toys up off their cocks, cum leaks out of their gaping holes and drips down onto their still hard cocks.
   “$200. FUCK YEAH”
   “Mmmmmm”
   “$500. MMMMMM FUCK”
   “$230. BALLS DEEP IN THOSE FUCKERS”
   “$50. Uncle’s cumdumps!”
   “So fucking hot bros”
   “$500. Holy fuck, you guys are the best!”
   “Fuck, you guys are so hot! I wish I was lucky as well”
   “$560. Like I promised ;) and some tips for the great nephew fucking. Buy something nice for them!”
   All the comments and donations roll in as Tim and Jim are laid down on the bed for the last time tonight, leaving their wet holes gaping and still leaking liquid lust,
   “Okay boys,” Michael gets up to the camera, “as much as we would like to keep going, as you can see,” hearing that, Seb joins his twin brother in swaying their still hard cocks around, “we can, and would love to keep going, but like we said before, only one shot tonight. See you in later streams, and don’t forget, cub sex is best sex!” the adult finger guns the camera before ending the stream, turning the live feed dark.

   Cleanup isn’t particularly easy for Benjamin, not that he doesn’t know how to clean up cum, but rather, now that he’s busted his load to his sons being sexually molested, what is he even doing with his life? Why did he let them do that? Why would he let his OWN BROTHERS fuck his sons, then broadcast that to let strangers watch? He wants to cry out of sheer stress, but no, no he can’t. Touching up his clothes again before leaving the bathroom, the guilt-ridden swears to himself, this, will NEVER happen again. He opens the door to see two naked adults, standing and waiting for him to finish, the aftermath of sex still imprinted on their crotch.
   “So? Did you enjoy the show, Benji?” Michael teases.
   “You disgust me. All of you,” a cut and dry response from the father.
   “Awwww, man don’t be too mad,” his older brother opens up his arms for a hug, “hey, like we promised, you’ll get your money by tomorrow morning even. No worries, yeah?”
   “Clean up and get the fuck out of my house.”

   After half an hour of sharing a shower like they sometimes do, the adult twins leaves. Before going, they give Benji one last hug and whisper,
   “Don’t worry brother. We promise they aren’t hurt. See you later!”
   Ben closes the door and after the car has left the street, he stands there in silence,
   “Fuck… What have I done…?”
   The father returns to his bedroom where the boys have been sleeping so soundly, their stomach somewhat deflated from the cock and cum filling them up, and most of the wet musky sperm have soaked into the bed sheets. Despite being a little grossed out, as he always sleep shirtless, the adult male only feel naught but guilt as he climbs in with the boys, pulling them close and falling deep in slumber.

~~

   The adult stirs himself away with a drunken mood, his mind not asleep, yet not awake. Eyes closed shut, he’s woken up with a morning wood in his crotch, and boy does it feel good to rub it against a pillow, humping it slightly to tease the hard-on a little before he would usually get up and jerk off to relief the morning horniness. “Exactly what I need,” he ponders, as a light-minded headspace in the morning is the perfect space to just close his eyes, and dream of beautiful women, including his wife, oh how he misses her, her sexy body and thighs,… only the lightest of thrusts and humping as Benji lies almost face down on his bed, teasing his cock to make it give him yearning pleasures of being touched. Images of sexual acts flashes in front of the dark void of his closed eyes. His beautiful wife, the sexy porn star he secretly follows on social media, the beautiful round butt of that one porn clip he found once, and Tim, and Jim,… Tim and Jim? Tim?? Jim?!
   He quickly opens his eyes and look down at what he’s been humping against, and to his surprise, it’s not a pillow, but it’s one of his boy’s actual naked buttocks. Repulsed yet unwise, Benjamin immediately closes his eyes again to erase the mental image out of his head, but to no avail. The boy’s soft, jiggly yet somewhat crusted with dried cum is pleasuring him too much, and through a lust drunk and irresponsible string of thought, he runs his fingers down to his cock, grabs it, and rubs it onto little Tim’s buttocks. As a reward for the stimuli, his morning wood throbs and opens the floodgates of dopamine to his brain, causing him to sigh in pleasure and lose even more of his conscience. “Fuck it…” the last coherent thoughts of the father’s mind before he pulls his pants down, leans over and guides his cock around to find the boy’s young little hole. The attempt is successful, mainly because you don’t have to search that hard for a 4-year-old’s anus between his rounded butt cheeks, and secondly, the hole is still puffy and loose from all the using of Michael’s cock, so as much as he hopes, Ben’s cock slides right in without a fuss, and he manages to sink in halfway before hitting a colon turn. At this point, all reasoning goes out the window, and he opens his eyes to look down at his awoken son,
   “D-Daddy’s sorry, baby. Daddy’s sorry…” he mumbles the last few words before going to town.
   Right after that, Benjamin fucks the boy like a rabbit in heat, thrusting his hips in the same fashion that his brothers did last night. He gets on all fours above the boy and just continues his horny morning relief. Sadly, when the lust-driven father shot his load last night, he didn’t cum enough, and as much as he denied it, his cock was still hard and wanting more, but he shoved as hard as he could, which turned into the adult just taking his jeans off, stuffed his cock down, then put the jeans back on, and when he changed out into more comfortable pants to sleep in, he ignored the best he could to his throbbing penis, and now, unable to distance himself from the morning lust, the otter has his cock deep inside his own son for himself,
   “Daddy’s sorry… Daddy’s sorry… Daddy’s sorry…”
   Useless moans of apology as he fucks his way deeper and deeper into Tim’s rectum, luckily for the boy it’s just another exercise of getting his guts rearranged, and not his first time like last night. Even then, the boy seems to be enjoying the action his dad is giving him, much like how the sensation made him feel near the end of his “play” last night with uncle Mike.
   “Oh… oh fuck… oh fuck… daddy’s gonna cum… daddy’s gonna--ah-- cum, baby…”
   Benji moans and grunts out loud as each of the noises he lets out corresponds to a deep thrust into little Timmy, and he hilts the boy fully. Gritting his teeth and letting out a deep, satisfied grunt, he blasts the first of his morning cum shot into the boy’s anus, the cum quickly fills him up as it travels up his intestine due to the sheer volume of liquid. The immeasurable pleasure makes him weak in the arms and knees, and he collapses lower above Tim, his cock punishing him with an unforgettable and addicting orgasm of his life, spurts and spurts of cum just keeps leaving his balls and into his own offspring.
   “Woaaaah, so that was how uncle Sebastian did it!”
   The adult snaps to the side where the voice came from. Jim is awake now, and he’s been watching this whole time,
   “It was fun last night with uncle, even though it hurt at first, but it was fun towards the end!” The innocent voice penetrates their father’s heavy breathing and panting, “can you do it for me too?”
   “No!” Yells Tim below him, “daddy does it for me because he likes me more!”
   “Nuh uh!”
   “Yuh uh!”
   Between all the boys chattering, all the man of the house did was focus on his own existence. His body. His place. His cock. It’s still hard and throbbing, and it wants more.
   Pulling out of Jim and pinning Tim right down, Benji wastes no time sinking his already wet and slimy cock into the boy’s anus. Slowly thrusting back and forth with no thinking, not even once does he blink while his hips meet Jimmy’s, nothing but a dead pan expression covering a face of desire and ignorance of morality. just more and more consistent thrusting, in and out, back and forth, until he become balls deep, once again, inside his own flesh and blood.
   “Can you go a bit quicker, daddy? Uncle Sebastian did it, and it felt good!”
   Poor little fucker didn’t have to say that, because that triggered Benjamin to go all out with his fucking, years of fucking his wife now spent on dicking down his own child into the bed instead. The same bed that he made them, the same bed of his happy marriage, and now the bed of guilt, confessions and sins. Of lust, pedophilia and regret. The father has no hesitations and just fucks the boy like a feral animal, his cock slick and wet sliding in and out of the boy’s hole as if they were made for each other, and once again, as Benjamin reaches climax and pumps another load of empty minded cum into his son, he can feel the little boy’s heart beating against the tip of his cock, ever so slightly, but just enough to lock the desire to experience and try again, to feel that sensation as he unloads his balls into a real tight and soft hole.

   Both the boys are now over bloated with cum from their father, and as they are comparing each other’s stomachs, Benjamin dismisses them to go to their room and play there instead. The boys, obeying their father, leave the man alone in his room again. Silence, once again sets in as his mind finally wakes up for the day, slowly bringing him to realization of what he has done. The otter gets up from the bed, grabs his phone from the desk on the way out, and stumbles towards the same old bathroom, all while keeping his eyes fixated on the ground, unblinkingly. As the lights turn on, and he looks at himself in the mirror, a mess of a man he wasn’t even was 24 hours ago, setting his phone down on the sink, Benji has nothing more to say to himself or anyone. All he sees is a disgusting father, a child molester, a fucking monster. And as he finally trails down from his body, down to the semi-hard cock, not knowing that the entire morning was just a relief of last night’s pent up lust, rather than him spending his morning to satisfy himself, Ben takes his slick wet cock in both hands and runs them down the length, then brings them up to look at them. All there is on it is cum, cock juice, and lots and lots of anal lube from the boys themselves. Sick to his stomach with repulsion, he collapses in front of the toilet, throwing up the very little he has in his stomach, disgusted with himself more than ever,
   “What… have I… done…?”

   Yet, his phone rings, and a notification of $36,000 arrives in his bank account, but his head is too deep in the toilet bowl to realize.

   And worse, he’s yet to decide if his addiction is going to be in gambling, or young cubs. And his cock has plenty to say about that decision.