Unlike my other stories, this one is totally fictional. It came to mind after finding a guy named Richard listed on the Texas Registered Sex Offender website. He is one fine looking dude in his early 20's who was convicted of Aggravated Sexual Assalt of a Child. It was a 12 year old boy.
I just wish this hansome dude would sexually assalt ME! If you like my story, let me hear from you!
A WEEKEND CAMPOUT WITH THE BOYS
I was married for a short time but left my wife and son for another man, when my son, Jonathan, was 2. His mother raised him. I supported him both financially and keeping him most weekends and every Wednesday night. I had left 10 years ago and he was now 12. There were 2 things that he did not get from me. The first was a smart mouth and cocky attitude. The second was the size of his dick. At 12, he was already bigger than I am.
We had gone on a fishing and camping trip for the weekend. There were 4 guys, my son and 2 other teenage boys who also had gay fathers. It was late and the grownups decided to do a little night fishing. We loaded the boat with beer, got our fishing gear and we were off.
We had been gone for about an hour and were back up in some woods, having a suck orgy ourselves. From off, in the distance, I could hear someone screaming, telling someone to stop, no. There was quite a vocal exchange going on so we started back to see what was going on. We were using a trolling motor so we were able to get near the campsite without being detected. We had a pair of binoculars and from a secluded cove, to see the campsite. Both of the older boys, 14 and 15, had my son bent over and Brent, the 15 year old was fucking him hard. To get him to shut up, Cliff, the 14 year old was making Jon suck his dick. Both of the other dads were ashamed and apologized for their teenage boys to be sexually assaulting my son. I told them not to worry about it, the smart ass little bastard was finally getting what he deserved. I suggested that we go back to where we were and drink more beer and get our rocks off. They agreed and we were gone.
That night, when we got back to our campsite, we found all 3 boys had put their sleeping bags together and were all sleeping together, completely naked. Jon was in the middle with both other boys with their arms around him. Then, I could see why they were all asleep. There were empty beer cans all over the campsite. They probably drank the beer and past out after they took advantage of Jon.
The rest of us sat up and drank beer until about 2 AM and went to sleep ourselves. The next morning, the men were all up but the boys wanted to sleep in. We were camped on land belonging to another friend we met at the Eagle. He had told us about having a building that he had used in the past to train boys to become a slave. Leaving the boys asleep, we made a quick trip to the beer store, since we now knew we were buying beer for 7, not 4, then we sat out to see if we could find this place.
When we came upon this building, we could not believe it was the place. We thought we were looking for a house, but what we found was an old dilapidated barn. Once inside, we knew we had found the place. There were hand and leg restraints well anchored into the walls. There were whips, toys, and a long urinal with straps to hold someone in it. There were also ankle and wrist restraints anchored to the floor. I was the first to say that I am game if they are. My kid was the only one likely to go home and tell momma what had happened to him this weekend. If he did, we were already in a heap of trouble. Our plan was to get them good and drunk then bring them here and fuck our own sons. The 4th dude was big into watersports. He wanted to use the urinal. He was the only one of us that had ever done that or probably even thought about doing it.
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