The Perfect Son Pt. 4
A few weeks had ed since Dave first took control of his son’s life, and things couldn’t be going better. A combination of personalized content and sales of Sam’s underwear had given Dave enough income to quit his job. Fucking and filming Sam had given Dave the freedom to stay at home and dominate his son every waking minute. Dave certainly couldn’t be any happier.
Sam on the other hand had completely given up. With Dave around all the time, Sam had no access to freedom or autonomy. Every single aspect of his life was completely managed by his Dad’s greed and lust. Sam would wake up in his fathers arms, make his meals, clean his house, and get him groceries. The menial tasks were by far the better part of his day. When he wasn’t doing house chores, his Dad was fucking him, taking videos, or forcing him to work out to keep in shape. The worst part of it all was that Sam could feel his own mind slipping. Every time Dave raped him, Sam could feel his dick get harder, and he was starting to get aroused just looking at his Dad’s body. Even the immense shame and disgust he harbored for his Dad couldn’t stop Sam from getting horny.
Sam was working out in the basement (which was how he was forced to spend most of his spare time) when he heard the doorbell ring. A few minutes later he heard his Dad yell for him, “SAM! Get up here right now. I have a present for you.” A sense of dread mounted in Sam’s mind because he knew for a fact whatever ‘present’ his Dad had wasn’t going to be something he’d enjoy. Despite the pit growing in his stomach, Sam’s body independently went for the stairs. Sam had tried countless times to resist, but he had become increasingly accepting of the fact that when his Dad wanted something, his body would make him fulfill the request. No exceptions.
As Sam reluctantly walked into the living room, he saw his Dad with a huge grin and a delivery box in his hand. “Don’t look so glum Sam. I’ve got quite the special gift for you,” Dave said with fake sincerity while ripping open the box. Sam’s face fell even further when his Dad pulled out a collar and leash, immediately ing their conversation from a few weeks prior. “Please, Dad” was all Sam could whimper out before being interrupted by Dave dropping the package and beckoning Sam to come and kiss him. Sam hated kissing Dad more than anything, even fucking. Dave’s tongue violating his mouth just made him feel so … dirty. Unfortunately for Sam, making out had become the de facto greeting in their house, and so Sam embraced his father and the two men locked lips.
The worst part of it all was that Sam’s dick was starting to strain in his pants while Dave’s tongue lapped against his own. Sam’s arms were wrapped around Dave while Dave’s hands slid down and squeezed Sam’s supple ass cheeks. One of Dave’s hands then moved to Sam’s growing bulge, groping his son’s hard cock through the fabric of his underwear. Feeling Sam’s rock hard dick, Dave pulled out of the kiss to taunt his son, “Well for someone who never wants to stop acting like they hate our new relationship, your dick certainly seems to enjoy what we’re doing.”
“You know that’s because you put that in my mind,” Sam countered angrily.
“Please, Sam. You’re well aware it’s more than that. You like this just as much as I do. In fact, I want you to tell me exactly how you feel about our sexual relationship,” Dave ordered.
“I hate that you’ve forced me into this. It makes me feel dirty and used. I’m not gay. You being my father only makes it all the more disgusting. And yet, I like it when you touch me. I like the feeling of arousal only you can give me. I hate it so much. I hate that I like it when you fuck me.” Sam confessed, drops misting over his eyes.
“You shouldn’t beat yourself up Sam. Let yourself really enjoy being my bitch. In fact, maybe my gift will help you accept your new reality.” Dave taunted as he picked up the collar and leash. He unclasped the collar and snapped it around Sam’s thick neck, making for a tight fit. Dave hooked the leash into the collar, holding onto the other end. “A perfect fit. Hope you enjoy it, boy. You’ll barely need to take it off.”
As the collar tightened around his neck, Sam felt his cock twinge a little, but he instantly attempted to suppress the feeling. Sam wanted to say something in defiance, but he knew there was no point. He was his Dad’s slave and there was nothing he could do about it. Worst of all, Sam knew there would come a day that he would love it. He was distracted from his thoughts by the sound of a camera click. Sam was forced to pose and flex while Dave took some photos of him, collar wrapped around his neck.
After a little while, Sam felt Dave tug, hard, on his collar, causing him to fall onto the ground. “Get on all fours like a dog and act like one too,” Dave ordered, with Sam complying. “Now shake your tail around like an eager little puppy.” Sam crawled around the floor, shaking his ass, while Dave watched, getting very hard at the sight of his son crawling around like a dog on a leash. “Now use your teeth to take off my pants. Get a nice good sniff of your Daddy’s cock.”
Sam looked down at the floor, utterly humiliated knowing that the videos of him would be posted directly to the internet. Still, Sam could not resist and so he crawled over to his dad’s feet and slowly used his teeth to unzip and remove Dave’s jeans. Once he had finally gotten them off, which took some time without hands, Sam felt his face press up against his Dad’s underwear. He could feel his Dad’s hard cock through the fabric and the smell of Dave’s dick was overpowering. “Good boy” Dave said slowly as he ran his fingers through Sam’s hair, “for being so obedient, you get to suck your daddy’s cock.”
Sam, again using only his teeth, pulled down his Dad’s underwear and started to lick Dave’s balls. His tongue ran over Dave’s testicles, slowly lapping at the sweaty balls. Sam then opened up his mouth and took his Dad’s balls into his mouth, running his tongue all over them. Sam felt like he was going high on his Dad’s musk, with his arousal growing with every sniff he took. The arousal only made Sam more eager, causing him to take both of the balls in his mouth, kissing, sucking, and licking on them as best he could.
Sam then moved upwards a bit, licking the underside of Dave’s cock and slowly sliding his tongue along its length. When he got the head, Dave groaned as his son ran his tongue all over his tip. Sam kissed Dave’s tip before slowly sliding into his lips, suckling on its end. Sam, hard as a rock, moved his lips down his Dad’s member until it was all the way in his throat, with Sam’s nose pressing right up against Dave’s sweaty pubes. For the first time, Sam could no longer resist his horniness and reached down, slowly stroking his own hard dick while he sucked off his Dad.
Dave watched with glee as Sam jerked off while blowing him, taking pleasure in Sam’s inhibitions being incrementally broken down. Sam continued to lick up and down Dave’s cock, running his tongue over its side while his plump, moist lips quickly moved along the fat dick. Dave, getting closer to climaxing, grabbed Sam’s head and roughly slammed his dick into Sam’s throat over and over. That only made Sam stroke his own cock faster and quickly, Sam’s dick, which hadn’t been jerked off in weeks, exploded with ropes of cum, covering his pecs and abs with his own semen. The sight drove Dave over the edge and he orgasmed just moments after, staining Sam’s face and hair with his Dad’s cum.
Sam, covered in both his and his Dad’s spunk, felt immeasurable shame at how easily he had given in and let his Dad push him to an orgasm. Dave on the other hand looked down at his son, collared and covered in cum with a sense of sadistic glee. His son might hate him, but Dave also knew that the day was coming close when Sam would willingly love his life as a slave. That thought pleased Dave as he pressed “” on another video of his perfect, obedient son.