The Price

Allen had been having sex with his cute plump blonde mother ever since he was thirteen. They had been attracted to each other from the time he was any age at all, and once he started to develop into a young man his mother was no longer able to resist the temptation of breaking the taboo against fucking her only child.

Allen’s father, Robert, suspected almost from the beginning that there was something strange about the relationship between his wife and son. They conducted themselves more as a couple than a parent and child, spending a great deal of time talking with each other and doting over one another’s wants and needs. Clearly not homosexual, when Allen showed little interest in girls his own age, but seemed fascinated by attractive heavier women between 30 and 50, Robert became convinced that his wife was fucking their son.

It wasn’t long before he confronted his wife with his feelings and she denied his accusations vehemently. Still, Robert found it hard to believe her, there was no change in their odd behavior, and he wanted answers.

It wasn’t long before the issue began to impinge on the stability of their marriage, and Robert didn’t want to risk losing Wendy. She was weird, but she was a fantastic partner in almost every other aspect of their marriage and he doubted he could improve on her. Additionally, the thought of his son continuing to fuck her brains out while he paid the bills; desperately searching for a new partner, sickened him. So, Robert resolved to endure, hoping that he would find some way to break them of their vile habit.

Things went on tentatively in much the same way for the next three years until one fateful Wednesday when Robert left work early and came home to the sounds of what he was sure was Allen fucking the shit out of Wendy in their own bed. Enraged, Robert threw down his briefcase and stormed into his bedroom where he was confronted by the sight of a sweating and flushed Wendy grinding away atop his horny 16-year-old son who seemed to be enjoying every minute of it. Robert swore at the top of his voice causing Wendy to jerk her head around towards him and let out a short terrified shriek as she hopped of her stunned son and dashed into the bathroom.

Momentarily stunned, Allen lay on the bed covered in sweat, his legs still splayed, prominently displaying his big thick cock and sizeable balls. Losing all restraint, Robert’s reason was utterly obfuscated by rage. He reached into his pocket, fishing out the big pocketknife he had carried since he was a young man, pulled out the longest blade from within it and charged towards Allen. Allen clumsily tried to escape, but was quickly pinned to the bed by his larger and stronger father who knocked him into a daze with a hard swift punch to the chin. Taking advantage of Allen’s temporary malaise, Robert quickly seized hold of his son’s still turgid dick and big ball sac, pulling them as far out from Allen’s body as he could stretch them. Wasting no time, he proceeded to saw away at his son’s genitals from the underside of Allen’s huge nut sac, severing Allen’s entire sac and balls as well as his big cock.

Peeking out of the bathroom to see what all the commotion was, Wendy was just in time to see Robert holding the entirety of their son’s severed manhood in his left hand, a maniacal grin on his face. Screaming hysterically, she ran to the other room past her oblivious husband and called the police.

II

Robert was not a poor man, and in the end escaped prison with aid of a skilled lawyer who played up the issue of Wendy and Allen’s incest for all it was worth.

Summarily divorced from her husband, Wendy left the country with Allen and took up residence in Calgary, Canada.

By the time Allen had turned eighteen, Wendy had scraped together enough cash to allow him to undergo plastic surgery at a renowned American clinic to free what was left of her son’s once magnificent penis from within his body in the hopes that he might be able to function as man again.

The surgery went well, and Allen was in possession of a very thick but very short phallus that measured only three inches in length when completely erect.

Completely healed he returned to his mother in Canada, and attempted to resume their perverted relationship where they had left off a couple of years earlier. Wendy, thinking her ample charms and experience would be enough to rouse the desires of even a eunuch, was sorely disappointed when her voluptuous body and expert oral efforts still left Allen totally flaccid.

Desperate to restore her boy to anything resembling his prior state, Wendy arranged for Allen to start a regular regimen of testosterone injections. After about a week of this chemical therapy, Allen’s little dick returned to life bringing about tears of joy from Wendy. She voraciously sucked his tiny turgid pecker, using every trick she’d ever known to inflame a man’s desire. Soon Allen was rock hard and eager to slip his little dick into his mother’s hot cunt for the first time in over two long years. Although disappointed at how little stimulation her son’s now diminutive cock provided, Wendy still burned with desire for him, and relished the feeling of his tiny manhood within her, viewing it as personal victory of sorts. Her passions fueled more by the perverse concept of fucking her offspring than physical reality, Wendy was able to ride his stump of a penis to several intense climaxes before finally having to roll off his hot young body in exhaustion. Completely sated and drenched in sweat, she looked to the welfare of her young stud and saw that he was furiously masturbating his still rock hard little dick.

Although she tried every thing she could think of to get her son off over the next two hours, it was clear that Allen would never ejaculate again. The doctors in America had warned him that this might be the case, sighting extensive damage to the nerves in his genitals due to anoxia from all the blood he’d lost during his emasculation.

Utterly depressed, Allen resigned himself to the fact that his days as a man were over, and refused any further injections, stating that he’d rather be limp and free from desire than permanently horny owing to an unrelievable erection.

Thus Allen paid a hefty price for his incest. He would never experience sex with a woman again for the rest of his life.

End