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Burnt Cookies	By : Darkpen Category: +1 through F > Dexter's Laboratory Views: 8907 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Dexter cried out in terror as his father stormed into his lab, “Why didn’t you tell me about your lab?!”
The young boy could not answer as he was too terrified of how his father would respond to any of his answers, he made a garbled breath.
“WHY THE FUCK DIDN’T YOU TELL ME YOU LITTLE SHIT!?”
Dexter’s father grabbed him by the shirt collar and hoisted him off the ground, his face a deep crimson “You will pay for this you son of a bitch! Just like your mom paid for burning those cookies!!”
Dexter was crying now, “You killed mom?”
Dexter’s father released him from his grip and Dexter fell to the ground.
“That’s in the past now son,” Dexter’s father undid his pants, “it’s time you face the future!”
Dexter turned around and ran now into the labyrinth of his lab. He retreated deep into metal veins of his sanctuary, the feeling of safety suddenly leaving him.
Before he could sigh in relief he felt an iron fist wrap around his ankle and pull him away from all salvation.
Tears flew out of Dexter’s eyes as he gasped for air. His father held him upside down from an ankle allowing him to see the full fury of his father’s gaze.
“We could be rich right now,” his voice was heavy with anger, “we could have it all, but you…and that cunt Dee dee kept it from us!”
Dexter’s tears ran into his mouth, he wanted to say something in order to make sense of his father’s words.
“By us I mean your MOTHER AND ME!!!” he pulled him closer to his horrific face.
The world became a blur of tears as his father continued speaking, “We both worked so hard…we did so much for you and Dee dee. And all this time you were hiding this gold mine right under our noses!”
Dexter remembered how stressed his father had been in the months before his mother’s death, he was stressed and belligerent. He should have seen the signs.
“I was pushed and pushed so hard at work! All I wanted were some nice hot cookies, and you mother BURNED them! She had burned food 17 times that month! She was obviously stressed from all the work she was putting into raising you and your sister! So I bludgeoned her with a spatula to help her!” his father blinked insanely and started cackling, “the funniest part about this whole story is that I used that spatula to make stir fry tonight!! HAHAHAHAHAH!!”
Dexter bit back vomit, knowing deep down he had consumed his mother’s blood.
His father had tears of laughter in his eyes, “and my favorite part Dexter is that tonight you will burn just like your mother’s cookies!”
Once again he dropped Dexter to the ground with a wide grin. Dexter fell hard on his shoulder the pain immobilized him.
Dexter’s father came forward brandishing his rock-hard cock, his face darkening in a mad lust. Dexter kicked his short legs, desperately trying to stand. With his thick hands wrapped around Dexter’s neck, he pulled him forward.
Dexter felt the hot, smooth texture of his father’s cock on his lips, he shivered in terror.
“Taste it you little fucker!” he growled, placing a hand on the back of Dexter’s head.
Dexter came forward and licked the tip of the very tool that had once conceived him. His father’s salty precum dispersed over his tongue. Deep in Dexter’s subconscious, his psyche snapped, trying to protect Dexter’s now fractured mind from his father’s abusive onslaught. Dexter’s small prepubescent cock hardened to make the best of the situation.
He felt wet once he noticed the veiny contours of his father’s member and the contrast of his reddened cock-flesh next to his blonde pubes. Dexter opened his mouth and took his father’s man meat into him, loving its bitter-salty taste.
Dexter’s father gripped his hair, his leg muscles twitching in pleasure, “Your mother must have taught you this.”
Dexter moaned and opened his mouth wider taking more of him.
Dexter’s father rolled his head and sighed, “Or maybe Dee dee…”
Dexter’s father began to thrust his face, pistoning his cock in and out of Dexter’s tight little mouth.
Dexter’s eyes rolled, his mouth no longer felt like his, it felt like a property of his father, he loved his mouth being claimed by his very own creator.
Dexter sighed, reaching his hands down to his pants, freeing his own aching cock. He traced his palm over his dripping cock head dragging it down his shaft to lubricate his strokes.
Dexter’s breathing increased, his breath tickling his father’s groin.
“What are you doing?!” His father roared, shoving his cock into Dexter’s throat.
Dexter choked, his eyes watering again in panic, his hand freezing around his penis.
Dexter’s father withdrew his penis and slapped Dexter hard across the face, “You son of a bitch!”
Dexter fell to the ground, moaning and pain and yearning for more of his father’s cock.
His father stomped over to him, his cock bouncing with his steps, “Right now, this is about MY pleasure! NOT about yours! This is why your mother is dead, because YOU are so selfish!”
“I’m sorry father, I will never do it again.” Dexter said without even thinking.
“You’re damn right you won’t!” Dexter’s father lunged at him and hoisted him in the air again, his large hands nearly wrapping around his waist entirely.
Before Dexter had been afraid of his father’s rough treatment, but now he was beginning to savor each thrashing.
Dexter was turned around and bent over into his father’s waist, Dexter could feel his father’s hard, hot cock pressed up against his backside.
Dexter’s father held Dexter tight to him, breathing violently into his ear, “I’ll teach you how to be generous.”
Dexter’s father tore away his pants with one hand, and spread apart Dexter’s butt cheeks with his thumbs. He grunted and then spit into his son’s asshole. Dexter then at long last felt his father’s hard dick meat slide into his forbidden cavern.
Dexter cried out, hanging onto his father’s arms desperately.
Dexter’s father grunted again, his thrusts upping, his long ballsack smacking Dexter’s loins.
Dexter lost himself to pleasure, forgetting himself he began to drool, his head rolling back and forth with each thrust.
His father’s thrusts bashed Dexter’s hidden sweet spot. Dexter spasmed and cum flew out of his cock in wild bursts from his flopping as his father stilled fucked him hard from behind.
Dexter’s father pulled him to his chest, breathing into his ear again, his syllables in time with his thrusts, “You-see-how-gen-er-ous-I-am?”
Dexter hissed in approval, “Yes.” He turned his face into his father’s for a kiss. Their locked their lips as Dexter’s father slammed his cock deep into him unloading his hot jizz into Dexter’s tunnel. Dexter’s father crushed his mouth to his son’s as his orgasm raged through him.
For a moment they lingered, and then it ended.
Dexter’s father dropped him to the ground, and zipped his pants up, “I’m calling the military, the government will know about this, and it will be in my name.”
Dexter lay on the ground in bliss, he didn’t mind his life’s worth being taken from him, so long as it was by his father.
“I love you son,” was the last thing he heard as his father walked out of his lab.
Dexter felt split in half, and yet so very satisfied at the same time. He reached a hand to his ass, feeling the gooey results drip out of him. He looked at cum on his hand and said, “I know you do, Daddy.”
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