Daddy's Milk

The last chapter of Daddy's Milk. Thanks for reading!

My kitchen broke into applause as I dropped a lit match into the sink, burning the wedding photo that lay inside. I watched in satisfaction as the image of my wife blackened and curled.

The gang was all there: Mike, Jesse, Eric, Adam, Benny, and me. I was, at last, divorced from my wife Amy and free to fuck young boys all I wanted. All our plotting and scheming had finally paid off.

I'd started acting cold and distant towards my wife, which was not the least bit difficult. At the same time, Eric began courting Amy, making her feel beautiful while I made her feel ugly. It wasn't long before Eric and Amy set up a "date" at my house. I "coincidentally" came home early and snapped several pictures with my camera phone.

Divorce proceedings were swift. My lawyer took Amy to the cleaners for a reasonable fee (plus a little "bonus" from Adam and Benny). On top of that, Amy was sent to prison and forced to register as a sex offender. I almost burst out laughing in the courtroom at the irony. The judge forcing Amy to register as a sex offender was handing her sons over to a man whose jizz they'd tasted hundreds of times!

I turned away from the ashes of my wedding photo and took Jesse, my new wife, in my arms and pulled him closer. I felt his twelve-year-old cock hardening against my own as I kissed him deeply. The boy wore only a white thong, which showed off his big round ass and the bulge of his young package, tight white leggings, and a bridal veil. He looked beautiful.

Adam wore a pair of briefs and a tight, thin T-shirt, the same outfit he'd worn when he first seduced Eric. My son sat next to the teenager, rubbing his own crotch with one hand and his lover's crotch with the other. Mike held Benny in his lap. The infant squirmed in his lap, exciting lust in both the them.

"I planned a party with drinks and food," I said, "but I think we all want to skip right to the fun."

"I have an idea," said Mike. "Since it's a special occasion, why don't we do something really kinky?"

"We're gay incestuous pedophiles," I said. "What could be kinkier than that?"

"Well," Mike put his hand over Benny's stomach, "I always wanted to see how much cum this little bitch could swallow at once."

I nearly creamed myself right there. Using my infant son as a cum dumpster? Watching his cute little tummy bulge with sperm? I quickly nodded my agreement.

"Well then, Jack, why don't you do the honors?" said Mike. He set the baby down in Adam's lap. Benny's mouth opened and I slid my boner past his lips as I had so many times before. I slid my cock down Benny's throat, the baby's experienced throat sending waves of pleasure through my crotch. All the cum I'd built up that day began to churn in my balls and rise into my shaft. I'd only been inside my son for a few seconds but I didn't care! I wanted to cum NOW!

"Fuck, baby, I'm CUMMING!" I fired ten thick, creamy spurts of liquid love right into my baby boy's belly. The child didn't cry one bit and when I pulled my softening cock from his mouth, his lips formed into a grateful smile. I left a little trail of cum on his lips, which he licked up greedily.

"Damn, that was fast," laughed Mike.

I smiled at the friendly ribbing. "Let's see you last any longer," I said as Mike unzipped his own pants and slid his cock down his baby boy wife's throat. Barely thirty seconds later, he too was groaning in pleasure as his balls emptied themselves down my son's throat.

Eric followed, then Jesse, then Adam, each emptying ample loads of fertile cum into Benny's stomach. By the time Adam finished, I had recovered and once again shoved my hard cock down my baby's throat, again fertilizing the inside of his stomach.

We each had him three times in a row, never stopping to give the boy a break. He never once cried in discomfort. The beautiful smile we saw each time we pulled out of his mouth only grew bigger and brighter with each load of cum he sucked down. Soon the boy passed out from pleasure but that didn't stop us from each fucking his face one more time.

I marveled at how big and round Benny's cum-filled stomach was. I had no idea that a baby's tummy could bulge out that far. I'd thought he'd throw it all up, but all that cum stayed inside him as if his stomach were a natural place for it.

"He looks pregnant," Mike said in a voice that contained amusement, awe, and lust.

"That reminds me," said Eric. "I have news. Amy's pregnant!"

"Really?!" I said. "Boy or girl?"

"Boy," said Eric, his mouth forming into a perverted grin. "Amy's not considered a fit parent, so they'll probably put him up for adoption." Possibilities flooded into our minds.

"We're going to have two baby boys to take care of," I said, licking my lips.

"I have some friends who might be willing to babysit," said Jesse. "And some of them have little brothers that you could 'babysit' too." I put my arm around my twelve-year-old boy-wife and kissed him on the forehead. I wondered just how big our secret "club" would grow.

THE END