The day after Mick’s wedding he has to report to his Dad and uncle for a discipline session

Mick knew he was in trouble when he walked in the door.
I was standing in the middle of the room and my brother
Ed was seated on the couch. We were both a bit hung
over from the wedding reception the night before. Mick,
my nineteen year old son, had gotten married to this
sweet little seventeen year old pussy. He was in love.
It was so fucking touching. Anyway, Mick came in kind
of hanging his head.

“You’re late. You’ll be punished extra for that.”

“Jesus Dad, it was my wedding night, can’t you cut me
some slack?” He was fucking cute. Always a little
punky, sassing back and such, and my military
background didn’t go for that. But I kept him in line.
I made sure he was a good student and a good athlete. I
kept his dating to a minimum in high school, one date
every two months. Christ, It kept him horny all the
time, I thought that was God damned funny. He would beg
me to let him go on a date with such and such a cunt
that he really admired. I’d tell him, “All right if you
don’t jerk off for three weeks, you can go out with
her.”

Watching him struggle with his sexual discipline was a
hoot. I know what you are thinking, how the fuck did I
know if he secretly jerked off in the bathroom or at
school. Well, Mr. smarty reader… He never used the
bathroom unsupervised. Either me or my brother Ed
always monitored him from the time he was twelve on.
And at school he wore a cock cage.! That’s right. He
even had to play basketball and baseball with the prick
cage on. I wasn’t going to have my boy grow up to be a
pervert. And the last thing I needed was for him to get
some twat pregnant and ruin our whole life.

But then he went to college and I lost a bit of
control. Oh he still lived at home, but he met this
bitch on campus and they fell in love, and the little
shit told me he was getting married. Married at
nineteen. And she was only seventeen, taking some
advanced courses at the university. Well, once Ed and I
saw the pretty little twat, we said okay, trying to
figure out a way that we could get into the cunt’s
panties ourselves. Still, if Mick thought bringing a
dick dump into his life was going to change things, he
had another think coming.

“Dad, it was my wedding night!” he said again.

“That’s no excuse to be late for your weekly
punishment. You have grown lax boy. We are very
disappointed in you. Maybe if you hadn’t had your prick
in her cunt all night, you would have remembered that
we had a punishment session scheduled for this
morning.”

“I honestly thought you’d let me skip just this one,
since I just got married.”

“Well you’ve got another think coming. Now strip off
them clothes!” Mick began to take off his tee shirt. He
was a hot looking young kid all right. Slender with the
short brush cut I made him wear. No long haired hippies
in my family.

“How many times did you fuck her?” Ed asked, rubbing
his crotch.

“Please, Uncle Ed, that’s my business…” Mick
answered, and my hand shot out to slap that pretty
little face of his. He fell to his knees and I stood
over him.

“You fucking asswipe. Your uncle Ed asks you a
question, you answer him! How many times did you fuck
the bitch?”

My son hung his head. “Four.” he said in a very quiet
voice. He’d been a virgin until the night before, at
least with girls. Ed and I had had fun with him ever
since he was twelve and my wife died. but he’d been a
virgin with girls. Mick crawled back to his feet.

Ed chuckled. “Do you like tongue kissing her better
than doing it with me?” Mick didn’t know what to say.
He continued to strip.

“It’s, its not the same. I love Kira.”

I slapped him again. “I told you boy… you want to
marry the bitch, then when we talk about her around
her, her name is Cunt! I don’t ever want to hear you
use that other name, unless she is present or you are
on the phone with her.”

Mick was naked, his big teen dick did look a bit raw
from all the fucking. It swung between his legs. It
brought back fond memories of how Ed and me had beat
the little fuck all through his junior high and high
school days. He got beat for every little thing. If he
talked back. If he got low grades. If he didn’t come
right home after baseball practice. If I drove by the
school and saw him talking to any girls.

“Does the cunt shave her pussy, or does she have cuntal
bush?” Ed asked. He had a really nice way of being
direct.

Mick thought about sassing back, but caught the glint
in my eye. “She…she has hair.”

“Fuck, I want her shaved…” he moaned.

“You heard uncle Ed, boy, you got one week to convince
her to shave her cunt. We want to start shooting videos
of the two of you next week. We got the motel all fixed
up and everything.”

“Dad, when can I move in with her. Her folks think its
really weird that I have to still live at home.”

“Oh, maybe six months or so, We’ll see how things go.
You just tell them with your school and all, we think
its better if you both live at your own homes for a
while. From now on you may fuck the cunt once a week at
the motel, like we arranged.”

“Her parents said I could come there and spend the
night…”

“No way, Jose. Get those underpants off. You will do it
my way or not at all. Look do you want to stay married
to this bitch?”

“Yes, sir, I really love her.”

“Then we’ll do things my and Ed’s way!”

“Damn straight!” Ed was pawing at his crotch, looking
at the kids hot naked body.

“Okay boy, bend over, we’ll start with the paddle.” I
worked his ass until it was bright red and blistered.

“Please Dad, what will I tell Ki… the Cunt?”

“You may tell the cunt anything you want. Tell her your
daddy spanked your butt cause you were a naughty boy.”
I kept hitting that ass until he was sobbing like a
baby.

“Now we’ll move to the belt and work your balls a bit
too.”

“Please Dad, not my balls.”

Stand up, bend over and spread your legs…let your
nuts swing. Shit look how empty they look Ed. This boy
really fucked up a storm last night. Did the cunt suck
your cock too boy?”

At first he didn’t answer, so I thwacked his ass hard
with the belt. “She licked it, she licked it a little.
She’s shy.”

Ed laughed. “Shy? Two three weeks from now she won’t be
able to get enough dick in her mouth. I know how those
bitches are. Once they get a taste of prick, they go
nuts. I can’t wait to get my fuckmeat into her pretty
little mouth!”

“Uncle Ed, how can you say that?” Mick yelled, and I
swatted him between the legs, catching the leather belt
right on his fucksack. He crumpled to the floor.

“You know what you promised boy. You promised that if
you could marry the cunt, you’d share! You said you’d
share! That’s the only reason we let you get married.
Now you just better convince that little whore to
spread those God damned legs for us whenever we want.
You got one month to talk the bitch into it. And boy, I
want her asshole opened too. I love fucking tight young
ass, as you already know!”

I was beating his upturned ass hard now and it was
streaked and welted and even cut. Every fifth or six
swat, I brought up between his legs, smacking his
scrotum with all my might. He was a quivering mess,
just the way I liked him to be.

“Now crawl across the floor and suck Uncle Ed.” The boy
was used to this. He crawled on hands and knees while
continued to beat his ass. He reached Ed , who already
had his dick out of his pants and leaned up to take the
prick into his mouth.

“What do you say, you cute little married groom asswipe
you?”

“Please Uncle Ed, may I suck your cock?”

“You didn’t think for one second, that just because you
was getting married, that our little sessions were
gonna stop, now did you? We just want to bring the cunt
in on our little family fun!”

“And the cunt’s younger brother… what is he ten…
perfect for assfucking. We gotta get him in on this
somehow too.” Ed was in cocksuck heaven. My boy
slobbered on the dick. I taught him when he was very
young that guys like piggy boys, boys who make animal
noises when they suck prick.

“Shit, can I fuck him?”

“Sure. Grooms love to get ass fucked on the day after
their wedding. I been opening up his hole for you with
my fingers.”

Ed began to ass plow my son. “Not too hard now…the
opening of the presents party is in three hours, and we
want this boy to be able to sit, although from the red
ass he’s got…he is going to be in terrible pain.”

Ed chortled. “You know me, I just can’t be gentle when
I fuck. Why do you think I lost all those girlfriends?
I ruined them. I like to fuck nice and hard, just…
like… this..”

He slammed in so hard that Mick slid across the low
table on which he was getting fucked. The boy grunted
as if he could feel the prick in his stomach. I could
hear Ed’s big nuts slapping against the boy’s bare
flesh. I walked around to Mick’s head.

“Mick jerk off while Uncle Ed fucks you. Show us how
much you like it.”

“Please, Dad, I’m empty after last night… I don’t
think I can…” SLAP!

“I told you to jerk off boy! You will jerk off and cum
four times before you leave this house. If you can fuck
that stupid cunt four times, you can jerk off for us
four times. Now jerk.” Mick cried a bit, but started to
play with his dick while his uncle fucked his teen ass.

I rubbed my cock all over the boy’s face, leaving a
trail of dick spooge. “Open up boy, and suck Daddy.” My
big fucking prickknob worked its way between the lips
that had been kissing his new bride all night.

Soon Mick was sucking hungrily on my dick, just the way
he did five minutes before the wedding service
yesterday. Just before the service he sucked off me,
Ed, Stan the best man, and the two buddies of mine
where acting as ushers. We made sure some of the cum
spilled out of his mouth and dripped from his chin onto
the front of his tux. We wouldn’t let him wipe it off
his chin or his tux. So when he kissed his bride at the
alter, his breath smelled I’m sure, of our cum.

He also had a seven inch butt plug up his ass for the
wedding. The whole fucking wedding was almost ruined
when I caught Ed in the toilet playing with the prick
of the six year old ring bearer. He had the kid’s pants
down and was gently frigging the boys tiny pricklet. I
told Ed to behave himself and get the fuck out, then I
had to talk to the little guy who was a fucking cousin
or something… to make sure he never told. We both did
eye the Cunt’s little brother quite a bit.

So there we were, just one happy family Me my brother,
and my son. Mick was going to provide lots of fun for
us in the future, with his new family too. Weddings can
open doors for so many of us.

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