The police car turns on the siren for a brief moment, signaling for the half-drunkChesnaught to pull over his car.
“Ah fuck, now I reeeally won’t be home for dinner. Bitch’s gonna eat my guts thistime…” Thought John, stopping in a parking spot.
“Dad, are we in trouble?” The little Chespin in the back seat asks.
“Don’t worry, son. Cop’s probably just gonna ask your dad some questions.”
“I kinda need to go to the bathroom…”
“Hold it in there for a bit. I don’t think this will take too long.”
A buff Typhlosion comes out of the police car, wearing sunglasses despite thedarkness, and knocks on the dad’s window.
“G… Good night, Off icer.” John says with a shaky voice.
“Driver’s License.”
The Chesnaught fumbles around trying to fi nd it in the glove compartment. As hehands it over, he notices the emblem on the Off icer’s shoulder.
“Thought GRUNT was for child support, not night patrols.”
“The City is short-staff ed. Plus, isn’t that a child in the backseat?”
“Hmm, yeah, that’s my boy.”
“You were above the speed limit.”
“Hah… You know how it is… Just stopped for a cold one after picking the boy fromsoccer, and when I realized what time it was… hahah… Can’t get home late, right?Otherwise it’s
“The
Sofa” for me again…” The dad tries to explain, putting hisshoulder on the car window.
“Hands on the wheel, Sir.” The cop walks around the car, inspecting it, butinspecting the boy inside even more…
He’s small, barely hanging onto the seat belt. Doesn’t look older than 7. Wearing asoccer uniform. Legs squeezed together.
“Are you drunk, Sir?” He asks the dad, opening the back door.
“N.. no? What a-”
“Hands in the wheel, Sir. Don’t make me pull you out of the car…”
“What’s your name, kid?” The Off icer bends down to look at the little Chespin.
“Uhhm, Chester.” He replies, a bit frightened by the Off icer’s size. He wasdefi nitely taller and more muscular than his dad.
“Is your dad drunk, Chester?”
“No, Sir…” He replies, avoiding eye contact.
“Oh yeah? Get out of the car…”
“Hey! What the f-”
“HANDS IN THE WHEEL, SIR! DON’T MAKE ME REPEAT MYSELF! Bend over,brat.” The Typhlosion demands, menacingly looking down at the boy.
“Dad…” The kid starts to tear up, but does as he’s told, not wanting to make thecop angrier than he already looks.
The big cop then pulls down the boy’s shorts and underwear in a fell swoop,exposing his small, redish hole as he gasps in surprise. The boy shakes in fear ofwhat he thinks will come next and starts pissing himself involuntarily.
“Why are you so afraid, kid? A law-abiding citizen doesn’t fear a cop unless he didsomething wrong… Did you do something wrong, Chester? Did you lie to meabout your dad? You think it’s ok to lie to an off icer, you little fag?” The cop leanscloser.
“He drank, Off icer. He was at the bar and I was waiting in the car playing videogames please don’t be angry at my dad…” He sobs uncontrollably.
“So now you changed your story? It makes it hard for me to trust you… Let’s seewhat your dad has to say about it…” The Off icer turns towards his dad.
“Unzip
it.”
He picks the boy up and holds his small, exposed rear towards the driver’swindow, mere centimeters from the half-drunk, half-panicked Chesnaught.
The dad hesitantly obeys, struggling to open his zipper. As he does, the off icerlicks one of his own fi ngers, soaking it with saliva, and with a hard thrust, pressesit deep inside the boy’s anus, making him cry even more.
“Yeah… Now beat that sorry thing between your legs, Dad!” The Off icer demands.
Despite the pain of seeing his boy getting abused right at his side, he complied,eventually getting hard.
“Now tell me something, you mother fucker…” The cop says, shoving anotherfi nger inside the boy’s already sore hole.
“Are
you hard because you‘re drunk, or isit because you are a fucking pedophile getting off to your son’s ass, huh?”
“I… I am drunk…” Says the dad, with tears in his eyes. Embarrassed and confusedabout his own emotions.
“Well, Dad… To be honest, I’m not sure I believe you…” Says the cop as he takesboth fi ngers out of the boy’s tight doughnut.
The tug is enough to make him lose it. Not being able to hold himself anymore,the abused and scared Chespin let it loose right there at the window, shitting allover his dad’s cock and pants.
“Tsk, dirty little asshole! I was planning on punishing you for lying to an off icer, butI have a better idea…”
He grabs the boy up once more and opens the driver’s door, thrusting the littleChespin all the way down his dad’s cock, making the poor boy scream in pain.
“You better not take your cock out of that shithole. Fucking hell… Dumb ass fagot!”The angry Typhlosion cleans his fi ngers on the dad’s shirt.
“Fuck, you must be really drunk to be raping your underage son in front of anoff icer… Unfortunately, I don’t have a breathalyzer to know if you’re really drunk orif you’re just a pedo who likes to rape the shit out of your own son. But I do havesomething else you can blow on, and maybe that will help you convince me thatyou really are drunk…” The cop grins, watching the boy hugging his dad in fear,shit slowly drenching the dad’s balls and underwear.
The cop unzips his tight pants, letting his huge slab of meat fall right between thetwo.
The dad understands the gesture and starts sucking it.
“Hmm, I don’t know about that. I can’t tell if you drank or not… Maybe I have to godeeper.”
He slams his balls around dad’s lips, forcing his entire member inside the poorman’s fat stomach and making him gag.
Almost out of air, the Chesnaught rolls back his eyes, like he’s about to faint.
“No, no, no. Who said I’m done?” The off icer grabs him by the nose with his stillshit-stained fi ngers as he starts cumming inside.
Not being able to take it in anymore, he starts vomiting a mix of bubbling hotcum, beer, and partially digested food from both mouth and nose, letting it fallbetween his and his boy’s belly.
The cop slowly takes his dick out, inch by inch, fi lling the extra space with evenmore cum, and right when the dad is about to pour it all out, the cop slams bothof their faces together, forcing the little Chespin to eat his own dad’s vomit.
“Damn, you kiss your boy with that dirty mouth, you damn pig?” The cop remarks,grinning at the sick, depraved, and incestuous act he’s forcing the dad and son topartake in.
He slams his dick on the car’s roof, taking some of the mess out before zippinghis monster back inside his pants.
“Vomiting, pissing, and shitting all over the car. And I’m pretty sure some of that isbeer, too. I guess you were drunk after all. I’ll let you go this time with just a traff icticket, but I better not see you drunk and driving around town anymore.” The copslams the car doors closed and hands over the ticket, walking away, entering hiscar, and driving away like nothing out of the ordinary happened.
Meanwhile, the two of them are still sitting in the car, sobbing and drenched inthe leftover mess.
The dad looks at his son, the boy is barely conscious. He then realizes his dick isstill fi rmly lodged inside the 7-year-old’s dirty rectum.
He didn’t cum inside the boy at all, and how could he? His poor little baby, heloved him so much. He would never have the courage to invade and abuse his
son’s peachy bun cheeks. But now, in the middle of the whole mess, and with hisdick already inside, what diff erence would it make anyway? He hugs the boytenderly and starts humping.
“Daaaad…” The Chespin barely manages to form a single word, but his eyes arepleading for his dad to stop.
“It’s ok, baby… It’s ok… It will be over soon, I promise.” The dad forces himselfinside the boy even harder. Shit splashing on the dad’s balls as the boy’s smallhole slides all the way down the shaft and up again, over and over.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” He hugs the boy even harder, almost leaving him out of breathas he fi lls the boy's hole with his seed.
The boy faints, not being able to stand the pain of it all. After a while, the dadfi nally takes his dick out, the entire mess falling out of his son’s now gaping andabused hole.
“What have I done… What the fuck…” He starts sobbing, fi nally realizing thegravity of the situation.
At that moment, a grinning fi gure with red eyes emerges from the shadows.
“Wow, looks like someone had a lot of fun, hehehe”
The dad fi nally notices the thing standing right beside him.
“Don’t worry, Daddy… I’m here to help… I can make it all go away… You know… I’mpretty good at cleaning these sorts of messes.”
“W… who the fuck are you?” The dad asks with a shaky voice.
“I guess you can call me Janitor. And boy, do I have a lot of cleaning to do here,hehehe. Oh, but it won’t come for free, of course…”
“What do you want from me?”
“The way I see your situation right now, you have two options… Option one: you goback home, drenched in vomit and shit, if you can even manage to get home likethat, and drunkenly explain to your wife that a cop forced you to rape your ownson. Could have worked, but cumming inside him? Huff , that was the nail in thecoff in! Kind of hard to explain that part… Best case, you’d still be charged for rapeof a minor, hehehe…”
“And what’s option two?”
“Option two is… I’ll clean this mess for you as the good guy I am… I’ll give you anice punch in the face, maybe a black eye to help with your story, you go backhome by foot and tell your wife someone stole your car. Of course, we can’t let hersee the cute little guy like that, right? So to solve that problem… HE STAYS WITHME!”
“WHAT? NO! I’M NOT LETTING YOU TAKE MY BOY!”
“Ah… This is what I get for trying to be nice… Fine. Good luck then. And by theway, I already called the cops. Let’s see if you get Kevin again or maybe a real onewill show up to deal with you…”
“FUCK! Wait!” The dad thinks for a moment…
The boy was awake, and the cop had left when I was... Even if I tell him that I wasforced, the cops would still... Drunk and robbed is not as bad in comparison. Fuck, Idon’t want to let him go with this creep, but if I go to jail, who’s gonna take care ofthat bitch and the other boy… Kurt. Fuck! What am I gonna tell a 9-year-old whenhe asks where his brother is? Wh-
“I don’t have all night, Daddy…”
With pain in his eyes, he lifts the boy up and hands him over to the stranger. Hisgrin widens even more as a long, disgusting tongue comes out of his mouth andstarts to inspect the fainted boy up and down, tasting even the mess coming outof his ass.
“Hmm… So good… We’re gonna have so much fun together…” The stranger hidesthe boy under his jacket. Wet sounds can be heard from within, as some twitchesunderneath.
“I
could have just picked him up from the start and left, you know?But I’m not the type of person to just push someone from the edge. No,whispering
“jump”
inside their head until they can’t take it anymore… That’s whatrealy turns me on!”
A strong miasma starts to invade the place. The dad begins to loseconsciousness.
“Well, that’s half of your debt paid off . The other half I’ll pick later this week. AndI’ll make sure to tell him it was his dear daddy who sold him off to the biggestpedophile in town… But don’t worry, at least you won’t have to explain to himwhere his brother went, hehehe”
“F… fuck…” The Chesnaught faints as the ghost walks away.
“C and Q… C is for Cheese for sure. Q… hmm… I’ll think of something, hehehe…”