Thread by @LordDynamite__

"Pathetic Boy" - #aftoncest , #willevan | William x Evan

CW // Incest, Underage, Rape/Non-Con, Abuse, Humiliation, Watersports, Bed Wetting, Minimal Blood

!! Evan wets the bed and William finds out and has his way with him !!

Slow, shuffling steps slid back the carpeted hallway, the soft clinks of ice hitting the sides of a small glass felt melancholy. William was tired. He’d been working for over 12 hours a day, and once he’d returned home, he was exhausted.

As he shuffled back the hallway, just wanting to escape into his office to finish off some paperwork, he was interrupted by a soft shuffling and sniffle coming from his youngest son’s room. It was way past Evans’ bedtime, almost midnight; so, this intrigued him.

Approaching the sticker-clad door, he leaned close to listen to the soft shuffling and whimpers. It was clear Evan was walking around the room, moving slowly and with ease.

Rapping his knuckles against the door, he didn’t give the boy a chance to speak or reply, pushing the door open. Shamefully standing in the middle of the room was his son. Naked from the waist down, a blanket and some clothes in his hands,

he found that Evans’ bed had a wet spot in the middle. William didn’t take long to connect those dots, Evan didn’t wet the bed often, but it enraged William when he had. “Evan.” William spoke, voice detached and cold,

calmly setting the glass of whiskey he’d been carrying on the dresser by the door. “What happened this time?” William’s bored expression bore into the small boy, leaving him trembling. “I’m sorry, daddy… I-I was cleaning it up—”

Quickly, Evan was cut off by the rough hand of his father back-handing him, the neglected wedding ring leaving an especially sharp sting in the boys’ cheek. “I did not tell you to give me excuses, I asked you what happened, boy.”

Teary eyed, Evan peered up at his father. “I… wet the—the bed, daddy…” He started, sniveling as he tries to form an apology for his inconvenience to his father. Ignoring the pleas for forgiveness spilling from Evan’s mouth, William peered over at the bed,

seeing a distinct wet spot that had pooled in the center of the left side of his bed, where his small form had been laying asleep not that long ago. Already exhausted and annoyed from his workday, William didn’t bother sighing and accepting that he’d clean up the mess.

He let the anger fester in the pit of his stomach before snatching Evan up by his hair. “Dirty, disgusting boy… Ungrateful. Can’t even control your own bladder? I ought to beat this stupid charade out of you!” William harshly berated him, pulling him over to the bed.

Evan had dropped the items he was holding as he was dragged, his small hands lifting up to defend himself, weakly grasping at Williams’ wrist. “I’m sorry, daddy! I-I’ll be better!”

His pathetic cries filtered through one ear and out the other, entirely ignored as William pressed his sons’ face into the quickly cooling wet puddle.

Evan cried as his father held him down into the mess, squirming and flailing his body all about, trying to wriggle to an escape from the frightening grip on his curled hair. He could no longer plead for mercy, face smothered in the liquid and cushion of the bed.

The palm of Williams’ hand met the soft round of the boy’s ass cheek, leaving an angry red handprint.

“Shameful boy… With your disgusting sobbing and your annoying little voice—You dare degrade my property like that, with your disgusting urine?! I should do much worse, I should throttle you with my bare hands and leave you on the road!”

Williams’ enraged words were held at a shouted whisper, not wanting to alert Mrs. Afton or one of his other kids, even if he knew they’d do nothing to stop him. William gave one last shove of Evans’ face into the puddle, and backing away slowly.

William grabbed ahold of the whiskey glass once more, taking a deep sip, rendering the glass empty, before setting it back down.

Evan timidly pulled his head away from the puddle, snot, tears and piss staining his face. William sighed, pulling the handkerchief from his pocket,

he stepped closer and dropped into a crouch, wiping at the disgusting mess that marred his son’s flesh. “You’re a messy boy, aren’t you, Evan?” William spoke, voice cool, far too collected for someone who was just shouting at him. Evan meekly nodded, too scared to oppose.

William softly helped Evan sit up, wiping off the mess. The constant back and forth left Evan dazed. “Hm…” William tossed the handkerchief to the side, before cupping the boys’ face. Bottom lip quivering, Evan looked up to his father, tears still welled up in his waterline.

“I’m sorry…” His voice was soft, cunt and thighs still slick with his mess. William didn’t respond, brushing Evan’s hair back, letting the hairs tangle around his fingers only to slam Evan back down into the bed.

His small, shaken body was maneuvered about until his ass was angled upwards and his face was properly smothered in the bed.

“I don’t know how you could have possibly come from me…” William began, using his freehand to go for his belt, struggling with it for a moment.

“You’re weak.” He continued, finally getting the extra length of the belt free and pulling it off. “You’re pathetic.” Slipping the belt from his waist he quickly released Evan’s hair, and started to bind his ankles together. Evan’s puffy cunt lips were squished together,

peeking out through the squishy parts of his thighs, only parted at the top where his clit was trying to peek through. “You are a sorry excuse for a child…” William looked down at the boy, who hadn’t yet tried to pull his head up, arms tucked underneath his body to hide them.

“But maybe you can be useful for one thing in your sad little life.” William groped at Evan’s ass cheeks with one hand, the other hand working on the fly to his trousers. With the position of him kneeling with one knee on the bed,

the slipper on his foot was dangling from his toes, before quickly falling and landing with a soft ‘pap’ as it hit the floor. William tugged his pants working on getting his cock out.

He shifted his pants down, letting his semi-hard cock struggle to spring around like a fully hard cock would.

“Sit up, Evan.” William’s voice was cold, yet there was a budding excitement boiling under the surface, aimed at the idea that his own son would be servicing him.

Evan pulled himself up onto his hands and knees, not knowing what was waiting for him. Meekly looking back at his father, his eyes widened. ‘That’s daddy’s grownup part! What was that doing out?’ was all Evan’s small mind could think.

His father’s hand once again smacked against the round of Evan’s ass, earing a soft cry. “You see this, boy? You see the shame you bring upon me, Evan?” William spoke, gesturing towards his semi-hard cock, that was only getting harder with each passing moment.

“Come here then, Evan. Fix the problem you’ve caused.” William moved his hand from Evan’s ass towards his upper arm, tugging him up and backwards.

Evan was met face to face with his father’s dick, the tip was pressed against his face, only making Evan cringe and pull back.

That didn’t work for William. “What? You don’t like it? You’re an ungrateful brat, aren’t you!” William once again smacked Evan across the face, lighter than before. Not giving the boy time to reel from the sudden hit, William grasped at Evan’s face,

using his thumb and middle finger to squeeze the boys’ cheeks until he opened his mouth. Stuffing his cock between Evan’s lips was a slightly difficult task, Evan choked upon the tip slipping past his teeth, eyes fluttering shut with the struggles.

William kept his fingers in place, not letting him close his mouth. Ankles bound, Evan felt helpless, unable to kick or fight, he was left with his cunt squished between his thighs and ankles aching for release. Once William had stuffed an inch or so into the boys’ mouth,

he released his face in favor for the wisps of hair that surrounded and framed Evan’s face. Grabbing ahold of two fistfuls of hair on either side of Evan’s face, William started to roll his hips. Slowly at first, listening to the melodic tune of his son gagging on the length.

Squeezing his eyes shut, Evan struggled. He tried to take it, he tried to swallow down the length as best he could, bile rising in the back of his throat. He was lucky that William pulled out to give him a moment to breathe; gasping, short heaves for air was all Evan could do.

Tears had gathered in his eyes, dripping from the corners of his eyes.

William let out a barked laugh, his smile finally growing on his face. Pulling Evan close to his cock once more, he demanded that Evan suck. “Go on, then! Wrap your lips around it! Service your father!”

William rubbed the now hard length over Evan’s cheek and lips, smearing spit all over his cheeks. “Or are you worthless like your mother? Can’t even take your punishment?” William berated him, watching as Evan hesitated, weary over the tone and threats.

Opening his small mouth, he struggled to encase the tip of the cock in his mouth, whimper reverberating through his throat and partially massaging William’s cock. William rolled his hips, watching Evan struggle and gag with each movement, but not pulling back.

Evan tried to take more into his mouth, tears continuing to slip down his face. A calloused thumb reached up to his face, gently wiping a tear away.

The brutality was mixed in with softness, kind caresses of the face and pets of his hair, yet it didn’t feel loving in the slightest.

William leaned further onto the bed, gagging Evan one final time before deeming this a useless endeavor.

Pulling his cock from Evan’s mouth, he didn’t give him a chance to protest or fight, only shoving him back onto the bed. Evan laid on his back, covering his face with his hands as quiet sobs wracked his body. William paid no mind to the quakes and tremors of the boys’ body,

only grabbing hold of his legs and shoving them up until his knees were inches away from his own face. With Evan’s bare cunt and ass exposed, William stroked his cock over the bare mound. He considered fucking his thighs, but wanted Evan to regret his mistakes.

William spit into his hand, stroking the barely lubed hand over the tip of his cock until it was coated with enough spit to possibly enter a hole. William released his cock, letting it bob between his legs, and he feverishly grasped Evan’s ass cheeks in both his hands,

pulling them apart to expose his puckered hole. He made a quick attempt to press the tip of his cock into the tiny, unprepared hole, but it slipped up between the lips of his pussy. “What a whore you are…” William muttered to himself, degrading him under his breath,

this time grabbing ahold of his cock and forcing the tip of it into the small hole. Evan choked on a sob, a loud cry escaping his mouth; so, William grasped ahold of the soiled bedsheets that were under them, quickly stuffing the wet spot into Evan’s mouth to silence his cries.

William struggled for a few moments to press his cock in, watching how Evan’s hole fluttered shut every time he pulled back. A grin stretched out over William’s face as he pressed in, this time not pulling back out; instead propelling his hips forward.

The loud cries were muffled by the wet sheet that was stuffed into his mouth, yet William was basking in his pain. “You deserve this… Disgusting boy, you made a mess of your bed, wasted my money and time, soiling your bed… Nasty little thing.”

Rolling his hips, he split Evans’ hole open, forcing himself in deeper and deeper, going inch by inch. He managed to sink in only about halfway, before finding the fit far too tight. He used his thumbs to pull Evan’s hole open more, and continued to push in.

Evan’s muffled cries echoed through the room. William only stuffed more of the sheet into his mouth, watching as his cheeks puffed with the filling. Continuing to press in, William groaned. His cock was being squeezed by the contracting walls of Evan’s tiny, virgin butthole,

leaving him without room for his full cock. Slowly rolling his hips, Evan’s walls were forced to accommodate him, the now open pucker fluttering around the shaft of his cock.

“Nasty boy…” William spoke, “Walking about with your little kiddie parts on display… You wish someone saw you through your window, huh?” He’d accuse, cut off by a groan as he bottomed out; balls pressed firmly against Evan’s backside.

“Yeah… You presented your holes, didn’t you? Tell me!” The demands had no evidence, nothing to back them up, but the frightened little boy couldn’t help but nod, tears falling into his hairline and causing the hair to stick to his skin.

William’s sweat was dripping onto his small body, making his flesh feel tacky and moist, only leaving him feeling even more gross. “Use your words, Evan.” William demanded once more, tugging Evan’s hole further apart again. Soft cries left Evan, words muffled by the sheet,

“’m an icky boy…” He cried, the slick from his cunt dripping down and coating where William’s cock was slowly edging in and out with each roll of his hips. “Yes, you are…” His father reassured him, slipping his cock further out and slamming back in.

Evan bit down on the blanket, feeling his tummy burn and ache. “I’m going to leave something deep inside you… You’ll never be rid of the feeling.” William pulled his non-dominant hand away from Evan’s hole, and pressed his fingers into the boys’ tiny stomach.

“It’s gonna ruin you forever…” William could feel the tip of his own cock beating against his fingers that pressed into the boy’s sensitive flesh. He was sure if he tried hard enough, he could bulge his stomach, but that wasn’t his goal.

Gliding his hands up Evans sweat-slicken body, he gripped onto his sides. Propelling himself into Evan’s tiny hole with a grip on Evan’s girly hips, he found that Evan was leaking arousal. His cunt was slick and sticky, shining in the dim light of the room.

“Disgraceful… Getting all hot and bothered by me punishing you?” William grunted, and stumbled to get the belt from Evan’s ankles, throwing it towards the ground and spreading his legs. Evan’s puffy,

tiny cunt spread open from the burning stretch of his legs being forced wide open. William slipped his cock out from Evan’s butthole, and stuffed it into his cunt, breaking his hymen forcefully. Evan wept, cunt throbbing around his father’s length,

that he’d managed to sink in over half way in only one thrust. Deep, rumbling groans and panting filled the air around them, William finally urging to hear his sons’ cries, he tore the sheet from his mouth; instantly earning a loud moan of pain. “nng—ah, hah!”

Evan’s mouth fell agape, although claiming to be in pain, his cunt remained wet, aiding William in his deep thrusts. “Dirty, messy boy…” William groaned, his own cock throbbing inside Evan, urging to fill a hole with seed.

Reaching down, William used his thumb to rub the boys’ bundle of nerves, groaning at the quick fluttering of his cunny.

Evan’s body was hot, burning up and his vision was blurred with tears, yet he felt aroused, his clit was throbbing and begging for attention.

William pressed his body against Evan’s, deepening the thrusts until he was bottoming out over and over again, only by rolling his hips. Humping his son, he groaned. Adjusting his hand, he quickly rubbed Evan’s clit, sending electric shocks up and down all of his nerves;

only to push him over the edge into his orgasm. A squirt of pee coated William’s cock; his small body too overwhelmed by the pleasure that was wracking it. Evan’s eyes fell back into his head, as he twitched through his orgasm.

The brutal pulsing of his orgasm left William almost helpless to the need to cum. Hips stuttering, he hilted his cock deep within his son; rope of thick potent seed splashing against the velvet walls of the little cunt.

Sweat continued to bead down William’s face and neck, lower half coated in the perspiration. “Pissed on my cock… Slut…” William grumbled through deep breaths, leaning back up. His quickly softening cock was letting cum pool out around it, freeing the seed from within.

Evan whimpered softly, the mess of cum, pee and his own slick pooling under him. Eyes partially open, he eyed his fathers disinterested face, before sobbing softly. “’m sorry… ‘m sorry…” he repeated to no one but himself, simply ignored by his father.

William pulled away, and cleaned himself off with the clean parts of the soiled sheets, wiping his cock and hands off for now, sure to get in the shower once he’d left. “Don’t worry, boy… You’ll be cleaning all of it up when you wake up tomorrow.”

William offered the weeping boy a final smile before focusing on himself. Tucking his soft cock back into his boxers, and situating his pants on his waist, he collected the glass of whiskey, that only held two half-melted ice cubes, as well as his belt off the floor.

It didn’t take much for Evan to fully slip into unconsciousness, his legs spread and coated with several body fluids. William flicked the last light in the room off, before closing the door behind him; quick to head to the kitchen to dispose of his glass.

Muttering to himself, he felt himself grin in triumph. “He’d be better suited for a hole, wouldn’t he…?” He spoke softly to himself, his grin only growing with those thoughts.

He’d make sure the boy was rendered useless for anything else, a toy perfectly suited to be wrapped around his fathers’ cock at all times. “Yes…” he mumbled, “perfect.”

Leaving the kitchen with a grin, hands freshly washed, he joined his wife in their bed, his cock satisfied with filling his sons’ hole for that night. He’d be doing this again soon enough, he was sure Evan would fail him once more.

___ END ___

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