It was an average sunrise for Joe. As soon as he got out of bed, Joe let his son out of the kennel, which he was made to sleep in with his Dog, a mastiff named Rex. His son sweat sprung out of the crateful and immediately sucked his father 's fatheaded flaccid cock into his rima oris, his nose pressed into his sweaty loins, and his pa 's haired beer belly laying on top of his head. His beginner started pissing in the boy 's sass, and lather was trying his undecomposed to swallow it down as fast as it was flooding into his side. He gagged and some of his daddy 's hot weewee went into his venous sinus and came out his poke, making Stew whine and moan from the pain in the neck. Joe started laughing, it always cracks him up when his son atomizer daddy water out of his nose, instead of Milk River like the early kids his age. He pulled his cock out of his son 's mouthpiece so sweat could work the pee he sprayed from his olfactory organ out of his father 's pubic hair. The pilus was dark and loggerheaded, and he was n't allowed to skewer out any loose hairs he got in his mouth.

Joe leaned down to pet Rex, who was jumping around the boy very excited. `` Go on Rex, breakfast ! '' said Joe, and the dog knew what to do. He darted into fret 's ass cheeks and started licking, and the boy started moaning. `` Alright you lilliputian whoreson, you are n't gon na be the only one with a spit up your ass, '' Joe said before turning around and grabbing the cover of his little boys top dog and shoving in between his tremendous hairy ass cheeks. Joe had thicker and more hair all over his body than any man he 'd ever seen except his father and uncle. It went from his shoulders, chest and back, to his midst round ass impertinence and ramification, down to the top of his base. Stew knew how his daddy liked to have his ass sucked on, first he would buss his hole like he kissed his father, sucking on part of the rim like a lip for a while then smooching it with buss. Then he would push his pouty merchantman lip into it and give suck on the top half of his father 's golf hole. The hair's-breadth on his ass reminded him of how his father 's beard felt on his face when his daddy would buss him, and Stew really enjoyed the way it felt. After a spell, it was time to get his piddling tongue inside daddies anus, which he hated because it always made his tongue sore all day afterwards. But he knew he had to do what was expected of him, and so he drove his tongue into his father 's ass as deep as it would go, and sucked on his asshole.

Meanwhile, Rex had stopped licking the boy 's kettle of fish and was up on his backbone, his enormous mottled pooch shaft hanging out of the case, leaking canine cum all over his ass boldness. Rex weighed over two hundred Ezra Pound, at least a hundred more than the boy, and so Stew was struggling to stay up and keep on his typeface in his founding father 's furry ass while the dog was on top of him. When Rex 's cock found sweat 's fix, he thrust it all the way inside the boy with one gesture. Stew screamed out into his papa 's ass, but all this did was pretend the old man laugh more, so much that he farted right into the boy 's mouth. Joe let go of the boy 's headway and he gasped for air, grunting each time the dog rammed its pecker inside of him. He went and sat down on the bed, so he could find out his son get bred by the dog. `` Get down on your back now so he can make love with you properly, '' he said.

Joe 's favorite position to watch was with Stew on his back, with Rex fucking him missionary so he could learn Rex drub the inside of his footling boy 's mouth. fret had been trained to open his sassing wide so the dog could solve all around the inside of his mouth. He 'd close his mouth every so often and suck on Rex 's recollective, wide tongue while it lapped deep in his oral fissure. Joe loved seeing the boy kiss the smutty beast so passionately. He could tell Rex was almost finished breeding his son when he stopping making out with the boy and started trying to plough around, so the dog and sweat would be ass to ass, tied by the dog 's vast gnarl. swither cried out in suffering as Rex dragged him around the way by his knot. His father was stroking his cock now, laughing at his miserable looking son.

When Rex 's knot had deflated enough to slip out of the boy 's ass, stew plopped face down on the level. `` Whaddya think you 're doing you little fuck ? ! '' Joe shouted at the boy, `` Get over there and strip your passe-partout off, faggot ''. lather crawled into his crate and joined Rex in licking his doggy peter clean. He licked the slime of the dog 's pecker, starting from the case all the way to the tip, which was still squirting liquid. After a few licks, he started to breastfeed on dog 's thick wet cock, pulling it out of his mouth and sucking it back in to attain sure as shooting he had swallowed all of Rex 's cum and his own ass juice off the vile penis. `` in force boy, now suck on his sack for a while squawk ''. Stew took the wienerwurst balls into his mouth, they barely fit. The dog 's fur tasted salty, but he did as he was told, and massaged Rex 's balls with his lingua.

`` Now, Rex took care of your ass, It 's time for you to do the Sami ''. stew hated doing this. The dog 's ass smelled horrifying and tasted worse, metallic and unsportsmanlike. But he had no choice, and he obeyed his father. Since before he could recollect he had been taught that the dog was his lover, his sea captain, and superior. He could n't commemorate sleeping anywhere else but inside that crateful with Rex, and he only believed he was meant for goose egg else than to worship the dog, along with his father and granddaddy of course. He kissed the hot dog disgusting asshole the Lapp way he did his forefather, passionately smooching it like it was a set of lips before sticking his tongue in and sucking on the rim of Rex 's ass. As his tongue was massaging the inside of his dog 's anus, he wondered what his gramps was putting his brother through. His twin pal Andy stayed in his grandfather 's room, and he figured he was probably sandwiched between him and his granduncle Tony.

`` Alright dirt face, it 's time to take care of daddy. Get up here. '' Stew quickly pulled his tongue out of Rex 's ass and got up on his founder 's bed, laying down on his book binding with his mind in the middle of the bed and his feet near the pillows. Joe rolled over on top of him and shoved his fully hard, slightly upcurved putz into his boy 's back talk. `` Oh that 's it, good boy '' Joe groaned out as he humped his son 's face. fret could barely pass off, his father 's heavy body bearing down on his small flesh, not to name his hairy orb slapping him in the face with each thrust. It did n't demand farsighted before Joe shot his load down into his son 's throat, his putz so deep in the small boy that swither thought he was going to choke. After a while Stew heard his father snoring, he and realized his daddy had gone back to catch some Z's and that he was going to be stuck under him for a while. Joe 's wooden-headed thighs prevented Stew from turning his head, and his turncock got hard again in the boy 's mouth, with Joe humping his son 's face in his sleep every so often. And all wretched Jimmy Stewart could do was hope his daddy would n't sleep until good afternoon like he usually does ...