Congenital

Father´s dream

As a police officer, it was expected of Terry to take a hard line on the boys. His son, Jonah, watched him during the discussion in principal´s office, listening calmly to what everybody else had to say. He did not interfere with other parents´ lenient opinions, and some of the boys started to look cautiously relieved. Jonah knew that if it was up to dad, they were all in trouble, and he had it the worst.

Today, during the last recess, they had chased Amy Chen to a corner and groped her over the clothes until they realized she was crying. Jonah didn´t even know what he touched in the mayhem, but it was something round and warm and certainly exciting. Some boy, trying to feel the growing curves of the girl, had squeezed Jonah´s buttock.

In the principal´s, some fathers appealed to the effect that hormones had on 11-year-old boys. It had most likely been a misguided attempt to get the girl´s attention. Of course the boys had done wrong, but one had to remember that they were just kids. And kids were meant to act stupid.

Terry reminded everyone that they were talking about sexual assault here. His recommendation to the principal was that the boys should be suspended from school for as long as possible. The victim should be visibly protected, sending a message to everyone that anything like this was not tolerated. Personally, he would take Jonah to apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Chen, and naturally Amy.

Terry did not get his way. Out of uniform, he seldom did. The other families objected, mostly to get from the trouble of organizing their children´s schooling during suspension, he suspected. There would be some formal sanctions, but it would not drive the necessary message home. The boys would rationalize it as something harmless and blame the victim for being soft-skinned. Their parents would quietly approve.

He remembered some bad deeds from his youth. He would make sure to have Jonah experience the consequences of his actions. Meanwhile he wondered, what kind of shit his sister Judy would get herself into. It was always like that with the twins, if one got in trouble, so would the other one also. Had been so with his brother too.

Back home Terry left his son alone to make a difficult phone call to the Chen family. When Jonah had arranged a visit, they would talk.

He remembered the sobbing, naked girl from a decade ago. He had not taken responsibility for his actions back then, and a lot of bad had followed from that.

When Jonah emerged from his room, Judy was waiting for him. She had been to double Spanish class when the events had taken place at school yard.

“So, what did you do this time, bro?”

Jonah hesitated to tell her. She would hear about it from her friends at school anyway. Father came, looking serious.

“Go ahead, tell her.”

It was difficult. The cold anger in Mr. Chen´s voice had shaken him.

“Me and Paul and Ken, John… basically all the guys in our class, we got Amy in a corner of the yard, and we, you know, we touched her all over.”

“Jonah, what the hell?”

“I know, it´s just that I wasn´t thinking. It was supposed to be fun. But of course it isn´t.”

Judy watched him suffer for a while, then patted his arm a little before leaving. Terry sighed. She would forgive him murder.

“How would you feel if they did it to Judy?”

Jonah remembered last year when she had shown him a dick pic someone had sent her. It must have been some older boy, but if Jonah found him, he would kick his ass. He still checked out every boy´s penis he got to see in change room, but it was impossible to identify a boner from a bunch of soft dicks. Besides, what use was it for dad to keep on about this? He knew he had done wrong, and he had said he was sorry already.

“When will you go apologize?”

“Tomorrow. But Amy doesn´t want to see me.”

“Ok. But you will meet her at school. You must tell her you are sorry. What is it with this Amy anyway? Have you got a crush on her?”

They had walked into his room and dad had sat on top of his desk. A question like that out of the blue was probably some cop interrogation tactic. Got him off guard at least. In fact, he would take and cherish any female body he could get his hands on, but that was not bloody likely. Come to think of it, Amy had been a lot in his mind lately. He had sure blown his chances with her. Dad observed his silence like he could read his mind.

“You want to get on with a girl. I understand that. But terrorizing them is not the way.”

“Of course it isn´t. We weren´t trying to rape her, you know. And I did not come up with it, no one did. It just sort of happened.”

“I don´t care who´s idea it was. You are responsible for what you did. Before you were born, I did something worse. I took a girl in a dishonest way. You have had your warning now. You will not do anything like that ever more.”

“Yes Dad.”

“Let me tell you a secret. All this lust that you have, and your friends have, the girls have it too. They have been just as horny even longer than you guys, because they grow earlier. You get in friendly terms with the girl you like, and let her know how you feel, chances are she feels the same way.”

“And after today, there is no getting to friendly terms with a girl for me.”

“Now I won´t belittle what you all did, but this does not leave them many boys to choose from. They´ll have to let it go in time. Right now the main thing is to tell Amy you are sorry, but later you could say that you did it because she is irresistible.”

“Thanks dad, I guess.”

“You are welcome, son. I will take your PlayStation now until you earn it back, and I´ll cancel Internet package from your phone too.”

He remembered the desperation of being that age. He hoped he could get it across to Jonah that he was not the only virgin in his class. Whatever they said, most likely no one had had sex, and everybody wanted it.

His own first time could have waited, and everyone would have benefited. Or he could have had the balls to go to a girl and tell her he fancied her. Instead, he had cheated himself into bed with a girl.

From the get-go he had felt he was doing wrong. When she had opened her legs for him, marvel had pushed guilt aside. He had reminded himself not to be rough as he carefully put his finger into that soft cleft. Finding it all slippery and wet, he had clambered on top of the girl and pushed his already throbbing dick into her. Thrusting and feeling himself crossing the edge, he had not even realized her hitting and crying at him in anger. Already disappointed at shooting his load so soon, he had gotten back to reality to be lectured about going all the way without her permission. She had been untouched, in contrary to all the talk he had believed.

Terry tossed and turned in his bed a long time. Shame of his past deeds kept him awake until way past midnight. He had slipped responsibility then but lost a brother. This was not the first night he lost some sleep too.

Timmy never blamed him. He just became more reckless and got sucked deeper into shady business, until that fishing trip when he never came home. Terry got all decent, like a complete hypocrite. Work as a cop followed from that.

He found himself in a familiar room. The part of him that was still awake, knew that he had had this dream many times before. Nearing the bed and the figure of a girl on it, he let go of reality and embraced his subconscious. He removed the sheet covering the body of his daughter.

Judy slept in her underpants, curled on her side. He straightened her legs carefully and rolled her on her back. Her little tits were revealed to the rays of moonlight coming from between curtains. He examined them close, hovering his hands on top of them but resisting the urge to touch. He had seen hints of them under shirts for some time, but when he saw it bare, her chest had remained flat until now. Now there was no doubt of the small mounds pushing the nipples up. He inhaled greedily her familiar scent.

He moved his attention down her body, over her slender midriff, to her panty-covered groin. He took hold of the panties and pulled them slowly down. The descending waistline gradually revealed her pubic mound, then the top of her slit as fabric caught between her buttocks and the bed. Pulling a little harder, he got the panties to slide completely off her crotch. She never woke in this part of the dream. He paused to admire her little girl vulva, hairless and closed pussy lips. Then he pulled the panties completely off.

He traced her slit with the tip of his tongue, feeling the softness of her labia and a hint of the maddening taste he knew was waiting inside. Her body reacted to the touch by squirming and moving her legs a little apart. He spread the lips slightly with his fingers. It was dark between them, but he could see a glimpse of glistening pink. He pushed his tongue into that silky, warm groove and her legs parted to give him better access. Her even breathing of sleep got disrupted, she held her breath until he found her clitoris, then started panting. Her vulva pushed against him as he licked the little nub. From her squirming he knew she was on the verge of waking up. He pressed his lips against her clit and sucked, working the tip with his tongue. He felt her muscles tense and heard little whimpers, then she relaxed and laid flat down on the bed.

He looked at her, lying peacefully with a little smile on her lips and rosy color on her cheeks. Covering her with the sheet again, he turned to leave. A hand grabbed his hip.

“No, daddy.”

He turned around. She was wide awake and smiled at him. She took a hold of the collar of his pants and pulled him closer. She pulled his pants down and wrapped her fingers around his cock. Her warm hand started jerking slowly the shaft and the tip disappeared into her mouth. Wondering how far she would go, he kicked his pants off and caressed her head. She looked up at him, then let go of his dick and laid back down on the bed.

Terry looked down at the cool vision of beauty illuminated by moonlight. He laid his hands on Judy´s belly and slid them upwards to her chest. Feeling her budding breasts and pointy nipples in his palms, he became afraid the dream would end now. He located hastily the entrance to her love canal with his glans and thrusted into her. With equal urgency she wrapped her legs around his waist and pushed back. Both surrendered to animal heat. He pistoned in her tight canal until her face turned red and she started a continuous moan. Embedded deep inside, he felt her vaginal muscles milk his cock and shot his load. He moved gently in and out until they were both spent.

He woke up and found dry sperm on his pubes. Remembering the dream vividly, he felt dirty. He was well aware of his susceptibility to fantasies like this. From his work he knew some secrets of the village, and scenarios like that were uglier in real life. He had learned how to bury these urges. That started with a shower.

At the breakfast table he had regained his normal staid form. He acknowledged that the desire was in him, had most likely been inside his father too. The man had never said or done anything, but there had been a pained quality to the little closeness they had. It ran in the family, just like being a twin, and Jonah was at risk too. He had planned to talk to the boy, but how can you say something like that to children without scaring them? After what happened yesterday, he had to come up with something now. As puberty hit full force, he could hurt some younger child.

He realized he had finished his breakfast alone. Unlike other kids, the twins woke up early even on weekends. At last, he saw Jonah come to the kitchen. The boy seemed alarmed, Terry wondered if his expression betrayed his thoughts.

“Dad? There´s something wrong with Judy.”

She was curled tight on her bed, facing the wall. Memory of the dream made Terry´s head spin. He smelled sex. He could not approach her. Jonah whispered:

“She said there was an assault.”

“I was raped at night.”

Judy´s quiet words made it feel like the floor disappeared under Terry´s feet. There was that damn dream. And Judy was not easily shaken. This was not some imagined horror; this nightmare was real. His professional mind retraced his steps through the house. Were there signs of an intruder?

“You must go see a doctor. And don´t wash, evidence must be preserved.”

She turned her teary eyes to him.

“Daddy, it was you.”

Daughter´s truth

Judy woke up to someone pulling her panties off. First she did not quite understand where she was and what was happening. Was she a little girl again, had she had an accident in bed? When her legs were spread apart and something wet pushed to her private place, last threads of dream were shaken off her. She started kicking and squirming away from the frightening touch.

The intruder stood up to the moonlight. It was daddy. He stepped to her, his big boner dangling by her face. He was not done yet. She realized that whatever happened now, there would be no return to safe family life. Had she somehow encouraged him, maybe unwittingly paraded her developing body?

“No, daddy.”

Ignoring her plea, he held her chin open and stuffed his penis into her mouth. She had thought about possible assault and planned what she would do if someone tried to do this. She would bite, she would kick, and she would make noise. Now the girth of the thing forced her jaw open wide and she could only scrape the hilt weakly with her teeth. Screams became muffled moans, and she felt all helpless as his hairy crotch pressed to her face. The slimy, salty meat advanced deep into her throat. Her breath was blocked, vision went black, and pulse echoed inside her skull. As it pulled out, she could only register air filling her lungs again.

Before she realized, he was between her legs and pushing into her vulva. She tried to reach his gut with her hands and push him away, but it was no good. Holding her legs he had more force, and mercilessly penetrated her tight opening. So this was how it would happen to her. It hurt of course, and now she could never have her first time with some gentle lover, like she had dreamed. In her most secret musings, she had wished it would be somebody safe and strong like daddy. If she had such a perverted mind, no wonder so did he, but there was nothing safe and familiar about him now. When she was all full of him, the weight of his body crushing her, all fight drained out of her. He would keep hurting her until he was through, but he had already done the worst.

It took time. The biggest pain between her legs subsided somewhat, but the mass of him sweating and grunting on top of her disgusted her more and more. He had destroyed their home for her, and for Jonah. She did not know what would happen after tonight, but it would not be the same.

After what felt like forever, he deposited his slimy cum into her. Still his vile organ moved inside her sore pussy, until it slowly softened and slipped out. Without a word, he stood up and left. Judy curled herself into fetal position and stared at the wall, trying not to think about anything. If she kept quiet, he would want to do it again. Maybe every night. If she talked about it, they would become homeless. She could not remember her mother, and her grandparents had always been cold toward her.

In the morning Jonah came and wanted to talk about Amy. Ignoring her silence, he went on about how much he regretted what he had done, how Judy should talk to her on his behalf. As if she would care about the little cry-baby. To shut Jonah up, she told him that Amy Chen could stick a thumb up her ass and stop whining, she had been done much worse. Then dad came in trying to act like nothing had happened, and that´s when she knew that she could not live with him, no matter what.

He almost admitted then but insisted that she should go see a doctor and the police. He told her to dress in a loose jogging outfit and take a change of clothing with her. Then he drove her to the doctor´s. Jonah had to stay in the house until investigators had been there.

At the check-in he asked the nurse, which doctors were on duty today. He left her in the waiting area and went outside to make some phone calls. It was a long wait, even though there were not so many people. Seemed everyone else was more urgent than her. Judy did not quite know what to expect, but she did not look forward to it.

She was called in. First thing she saw was the gynecological examination table. It was to be expected, still her instinct was to turn around and run away. Behind a desk there was a woman she had not seen before. She introduced herself as Doctor Adams. She had been called from another hospital, so Judy would not be seeing her around after this. The purpose of the visit was first to check her for injuries, then collect evidence for the investigation. The doctor asked her to tell her how it had happened. She would be asked again by the police, but this interview would also be recorded.

“So, his penis was in your mouth, and in your vagina. We´ll have to check those two. And see if there is anything under your fingernails. Let´s start with your mouth, because that will feel easier. Then I´ll need to do a pelvic examination. I gather you have not had a gyno exam yet?”

Judy shook her head and sneaked a peek at the examination table. The doctor told her how she would be laying on the table, lower than one would expect, feet on the stirrups. Then the doctor would insert a speculum into her vagina and expand it to have a better view and collect samples with a soft brush. That could be uncomfortable, but it would only take about a minute.

After getting samples from her mouth, Judy had to undress her lower body. The clothes went into sealed plastic bags. She got to keep her shirt on the examination table. The exam itself was not painful, and it was over before it got too much for her. It helped that Doctor Adams told her in advance everything she did.

“Ok, now it´s done. You may use the shower back there and put on the clothes you brought. Leave your shirt in a bag too.”

Judy took her time showering. Feeling clean and fully dressed again, she met Doctor Adams one more time.

“There will be tests for sexually transmitted diseases planned for you in a few weeks, depending on each std´s window period. Some will be blood tests; some will require new samples. You will be summoned to be tested by your own doctor. Do you have any questions?”

“The tests with new samples… are they from down there?”

“Yes, we´ll need samples from your mouth and your genitals.”

“Is it possible that you could take them?”

“Of course. And I´m so sorry you had to go through all this.”

That sounded like it was over. But she still had an abusive father waiting to take her back home. She sat on the back seat, not wanting him next to her.

“We´ll drive home. A police detective will talk to you there… Listen, I don´t remember doing anything last night. But I trust the evidence, so I´m so sorry. The investigation takes a while, but I will make it safe for you today.”

The detective was waiting for them in their living room. Jonah was there too, sitting away from him, looking nervous. The policeman nodded to daddy, stood up and took Judy to her room, closing the door behind them. She was surprised to find all her bedding gone. He sat on her desk and gestured toward the bed.

“We have done our work in this room, so you may touch everything. Now I need you to tell me what happened and where the perpetrator was when you identified him.”

It was harder to talk about her ordeal to a male cop. It helped that she had already put it into words once. He asked her, how much light there was in the room at night, and where the attacker had stood when she identified him as her father. She started to feel that he did not believe her. Then she remembered how daddy had questioned her about some mischief before and given the same impression. It seemed to be the way their work personalities acted.

When the interview was over, grandpa had come to the house. Dad told her that she would go live with him and grandma for now. Jonah helped her pack some of her things. When they were ready, he stood in front of her shuffling his feet. Judy hugged him, and he hugged back long and hard. Dad turned away.

Her grandparents lived a half hour´s drive away. She had seldom met them, and now she realized that she couldn´t remember ever visiting the house. She was shown a room and given detailed instructions on how to keep it clean. They didn´t talk about what had happened – or much about anything. After one long day there, she had never been this eager to go to school. She met Jonah there.

“Hey bro! How´s life back home?”

“Weird. He had a lock installed to my door and told me to keep it locked at night.”

“Everything he does seems kinda creepy now.”

“Yeah, and he made me visit the Chens too. Talk about hypocrite”

“What did they say?”

“Pretty much nothing. I think they listened to me though.”

“Guess it was good thing you went then.”

Jonah looked around and took her a little further away.

“He told me that he had been attracted to children all his adult life.”

“Gross. Think about him alone with us when we were little. What if he…”

“He said he never did anything. Before, you know. He said it might be in the genes, that I should be careful if I had such thoughts. He used to have dreams of…”

Judy knew that the dreams had been about her. She shivered. Maybe it was not so bad to live with the grandparents after all. If only Jonah could move there too.

The results of the dna tests came faster than she had thought. It was clear that the samples found from her were from her father. When he got to see them, Terry turned himself in to the police. He was put to jail to wait for trial. He pleaded guilty and went to prison. Jonah moved in with Judy and the grandparents.

Visitors

Terry had told the kids not to come visit. He called them when he was allowed, usually once a week. First it was very awkward, and he made it clear that he understood if Judy did not want to talk to him. Their conversations became surprisingly easy, and he listened with great interest to what she had to tell him about her life. Jordan stopped answering his calls soon and was seldom present when Judy talked to Terry.

Terry was surprised, when a guard told him that he had a visitor. He was pretty sure it would not be Judy, but if it was Jordan, he would have to decline. The guard was not interested in his questions or whether Terry wanted a visit, his job was just to escort him to the visitor’s room. He was told to sit in a cubicle, and behind the glass there was a bald, bespectacled man. Terry waited for the guard to leave before talking.

“Timmy, long time no see.”

“Not surprised to meet me, bro? I can hardly recognize you, what happened to our good looks?”

Terry lifted an eyebrow on his bruised, swollen face.

“This? Sex offenders get often beaten inside, but what they really like is kicking a cop. As for the other thing, the minute I got the dna results, I knew.”

The visitor looked a little worried. He glanced around.

“You did? So have you laid some elaborate trap to get me? I should have been told if there are plans like that.”

“Don´t worry, I did not tell anyone. I know I deserve all this, after what I did.”

“No hard feelings for getting you locked in here as a toy for the inmates? Or raping your little girl?”

“Not for me. It was kind of a relief to let go of all that guilt. Judy did not deserve it of course. But if it wasn´t for you, I would probably have done it myself eventually. That desire runs in the family, you know. And since we are the same, I know what you did to Judy will haunt you forever.”

“I doubt that. I have not been a small town cop this last ten years, you know. I have done some shit and not lost my sleep.”

“How was it, you know, giving in to the urge?”

“You want me to tell you how I fucked your daughter? First it was probably the greatest turn-on ever for me. That´s a sexy little piece of ass you had there, bro. I was leaking so much precum I could just force it into that tight little cunt. But when she stopped struggling, it got a little lame. Kind of like jerking off in company. And she got dry inside, you know, it was a little painful. But then I got to fill her pussy with my cum, and knowing you´d get the blame, that was sweet.”

“And you wanted to come tell me how clever you are. Sorry if I spoiled that for you. The two of us are even now, but when it comes to Judy, you are the bad guy.”

The visit had not gone well for Timmy. On the way out, he was half expecting to be arrested. He knew that with his contacts they would not have been able to organize a set-up against him in the prison. Still, he was relieved to walk out. Terry had managed to shake his confidence.

Brother had always liked his mind games, and as a cop, that had been his livelihood. But fake or not, his contentment annoyed Timmy. Seemed he had been miserable before, and now enjoyed release from guilt. He could of course organize a stabbing in prison, but that would not serve the purpose. The man was supposed to suffer.

At least brother´s attempt to guilt-trip him on raping the little girl would not work. He liked his ladies young, and this had not been the first one he took by force. She had been the youngest by far, though. He found himself wondering how young Judy had recovered. Damn that Terry.

Judy tried to read a book. It was a part of a series that was her long time favorite. She could not get into it. Life in this house was such a pain. She was mostly ignored, but Jonah was actively hated. If there had been a cupboard under the stairs, that´s where they would have put him. Instead, he had been given a windowless closet next to her room. His internet package was never reinstated, so she kept her hotspot on for him as close to the wall as possible. She needed to move it to have her phone charged before going to bed.

She missed their former home, and she missed her father. Sometimes she wished she would have kept her mouth shut. If he was sleepwalking that night like he said, it might have not happened again. She could never tell anyone, but that night didn´t feel like such a big deal anymore. All those testimonials and medical tests did, as did living here and the strange looks she got at school.

She knocked on the wall carefully to signal that wifi would soon be lost on the other side. She heard her brother moving and wanted to give him time to finish whatever he was doing. Maybe masturbating. Grandma had said she could smell self-fornication on the boy. By the look on Jonah´s face he would jerk off every night after that. That´s what Judy would have done if the old hag insulted her like that. In fact, she had lost interest in touching her privates. She left that territory to Doctor Adams. Last visit she had reminded her that her periods would start soon.

Jonah seemed to get angrier at dad every time something happened to him. In a way he had a point there, but Judy liked to talk to daddy on the phone. It seemed she had more to tell him every time. Waiting for Jonah to answer her knock, she was surprised by a voice at the door.

Caged

Inmate called Jerome paid Terry a visit before the cells were locked. He had not been beaten up lately, and consenting to be Jerome´s bitch tonight, he hoped to keep it that way. He assumed the position he knew the other one liked, ass high up and face hidden under a blanket. When the thick rod of flesh was forced through his anus with some help from vegan spread stolen from dinner, he grit his teeth and kept quiet. Jerome would be angry if reminded that he was copulating with a male. He did not expect any more participation, just some warm flesh to ram his cock into.

Secretly Terry felt a little aroused. It was almost like being a child from his forbidden fantasies. Helpless and used, completely at the mercy of a bigger, stronger man, he took it quietly until his rectum was filled with warm semen. He wanted to be sure that Jerome had left, so he waited on the bed until he absolutely had to move to the toilet bowl and empty his colon.

After the cell doors had been locked, a loud ringing sounded in his cell. He found a mobile phone under the bedsheets. It was old, no touch screen, and all but the green answer button had been removed. Probably planted by Jerome, this could not be good news. If a screw walked by and heard it, he would be in trouble. He could of course break it, maybe get it wet to silence it, but it could still be found in his cage. And whoever put it there, would retaliate. He picked up the phone and pressed green.

“Dad?”

“Judy?”

The sound was low and distant, but it was her. Then he heard another, clearer voice that came closer.

“No, sweetie. It´s Uncle Tim. We have met, but I did not introduce myself then.”

“Judy! Run away! Call for help!”

Terry did not mind anymore, if a guard heard him. But there was no reaction, not in the prison corridor, and neither on the other end of the line.

“Uncle? Dad´s brother. But you are dead.”

“No, just been laying low for a while. Came back to meet the new generation of the family.”

Maybe the microphone of the phone had been broken too. Or Timmy had muted him. That meant he did this just to torment him. It seemed also that he could not monitor if Terry was listening. He could just put the phone down, and as it would work against Timmy´s plans, that´s what he should do. But he could not.

“I felt bad for getting my poor brother in trouble when we… met. I kept wondering, how could I make it right, and so it came to me: what if they were to find the same dna in similar circumstances while he´s locked away?”

“You want to do it… rape me again.”

“I did enjoy it last time, but now you need my sperm, so this time you would need to make an effort to get it inside you.”

Terry felt sick. He considered his options. The phone was unusable to summon help. He could try to raise alarm in the prison. Noise would be ignored by guards, and inmates would do anything except help him. Maybe he could get water from the toilet to the corridor floor? But even if he did get the screws´ attention, they would not listen to him, he would just end up in the hole. He could not even trust them to listen to the phone; Timmy had arranged this in advance, so surely he had his people on duty tonight.

“Timmy, bro, you listening? I´ll do anything, just walk away now.”

No response. If he really got out, and found the bastard, he would not arrest him. He was not after vengeance; Tim was just too dangerous for his family to be left alive. But the man would most likely disappear after tonight. And Terry would probably not get his job back, so arresting was not an option anyway.

He lifted the phone back to his ear and heard a commotion. Someone cried in pain and was swiftly muzzled.

“Good evening, Jonah. You need to be silent now. If you wake the old folks, I´ll just leave. Judy here can tell you why you don´t want that.”

“I heard what you want. We only need to keep you here, or your blood.”

“And that you won´t get. I can go through the lot of you unscratched just as easy as I managed you. And I know about the rifles. If they start now, they should get the glue out of gun cabinet lock someday next week.”

“Jonah, I got daddy in jail and he´s innocent, I must fix it.”

Terry knew he was not innocent. And now, about to be made responsible for more, he thought it could not get any worse than this. Then his son spoke.

“No. Judy has suffered enough. Do it to me if you must.”

“Really? I´m not sure if I´d like that. With your sister I already know what I´ll get… Maybe you should strip and show me the goods.”

“What, here? I don´t…”

“I can´t let either of you out of my supervision. Don´t want cops here too soon.”

There was silence. Terry strained to listen to what happened. Timmy´s chuckle felt like coming from inside his own head.

“See, Judy, what a cute brother you have. Turn around for us… what a beautiful butt! It certainly runs in the family.”

“Jonah, you don´t have to do it. It won´t be as bad for me as the first time.”

“No, Judy. If he touches you, I´ll scream to wake them up and try to stop him.”

“You leave me no choice. You must really want my cock up your ass.”

“Whatever. But must she really watch?”

“We´ll all stay here. But you may look away if you want, Judy. Except Jonah, I don’t fancy your shit into my cock hole. Go empty your bowel and wash your ass, boy. We´ll wait here and if something funny happens, I will hurt her bad.”

There was silence. Terry wondered what Jonah would do. He was a resourceful boy, and he did not like to be told what to do. What would Terry himself do in that situation? Maybe get some weapon and come back ready for a fight. A drop of Tim´s blood on the floor would be enough. But Jonah would not risk Judy. And remembering his own 11-year-old self, he too would just have followed orders.

“We are not that different, me and your father, you know.”

“I know you are identical. Other than that, he made me what I am and all you ever did was hurt us. And don´t tell me you are our real father, cause I don´t care.”

“No, Terry´s the one that conceived you. He has it in him to hurt people too. Do you happen to have any skin lotion here? No? It would just make it a little easier for your brother. So you found some? Thank you!”

Terry wondered if Timmy was really going to do it. He started to sound like a movie villain, with all that talk and preparation. There was hope that someone might hear and come stop it before really bad things happened.

“Oh, here comes the dish of the day. Come here, get on the bed, boy.”

“That´s right. Now get that boy pussy up high.”

There was a faint liquid sound of hand cream being applied to skin. Terry could not help imagining the scene in Judy´s room, her looking away, maybe covering her ears, Jonah´s butt up, shiny and slippery from the lotion. He felt something wet on his leg. Was he really getting aroused over this? There were some unidentifiable rustlings on the phone, then, loud and clear, Terry heard Jonah´s pained whine as the boy´s delicate butt hole was slowly penetrated. Father´s guilt brought tears to his face as he realized that he had an erection listening to his child being violated.

“That´s it, bitch. How does my cock feel balls deep in your boy pussy? Let me reach around here… Oh, you got yourself a stiffy! I can help you with that. A lovely, smooth prick it is too.”

Terry pulled his cock out and started rubbing. He hated himself for it, but if he came just listening, he could never live with himself. Better get it over with.

“Go on, let go, you know you like it… oh yeah, not very easy to nut with your ass full of cock. We gotta try a little harder… That a boy! Make daddy proud. I can feel your ass relax. Maybe your sister should do herself too, I know hearing you cum makes her horny. Now let´s get into it for real.”

Skin slapping against skin and Timmy’s heavy breathing in his left ear, Terry kept stroking with his right hand. A loud slap made him stop.

“Now now, I´m doing all the work here. Move that ass, boy.”

A desperate whimper from the boy followed by Timmy´s contented grunt.

“That´s it, milk the sperm from my cock. You need it for your dad, so fucking ask for it.”

“…what…”

Jonah´s voice was broken from sobbing.

“Think about your father and do it for him. Ask for me to cum inside your ass, boy!”

A moment of silence was broken by another loud slap. Terry´s dick twitched as he heard his son´s yelp that changed to a pained cry:

“Please uncle, cum in my ass for daddy.”

Sound of fast fucking started anew. Jonah let out a continuous wail like a wounded animal. Terry´s cock throbbed so hard it hurt. He resumed stroking it and shot a rope of sperm in the air of his cell.

“Here comes, boy. You gotta keep it in, remember, no use as evidence if you shit it away… Now take it deep, bitch!”

In his cell, Terry´s breathing returned slowly to normal as he listened to his son cry in pain and humiliation. In the background he could just make out Judy sobbing low. Looking at his still throbbing penis and sperm on his clothes and all over the floor, he knew that living with those two kids again would not be easy.