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Subject: A Father’s Perdition part 21 I made dinner for Kyle and Oliver, then the three of us went back to bed and snuggled together while Dan, Eric, and Mark did whatever they were doing with Jason and Evan. The three of us ended up falling asleep together, Kyle on my left with his arm thrown over my chest, while Oliver on my right has his arm laying across my abdomen. I think about how truly lucky I am. A son I love dearly, a much younger brother who can be a little shit but also just as sweet as Oliver, a partner who shares the same love for my son that I do and I’d fight anyone who says otherwise but the best father any boy could ever have; I drift off to sleep content in the fact that my life right now is pretty fucking amazing. The next morning I wake up to the smell of coffee and pancakes wafting into the bedroom. Both boys are still sound asleep so I gently wake them instructing them to put some shorts on so we can have breakfast. When I get out of bed I put on a pair of briefs, I pop my head into the other guest room but don’t see Eric. The master bedroom door is cracked open so I poke my head through and see him laying in a tangle of sheets out cold. I decide to let him rest, pretty certain he had a long and fulfilling night last night. I make my way down the hallway, when I get to the end I see Mark sitting on the sofa, his cock, soft and hanging between his spread legs and there’s Jason snuggled up to him, his brown hair tousled and messy as he lays on the sofa with his head on the older boys thigh. When I walk into the kitchen I’m stopped in my tracks though. Dan is standing in front of the stove flipping pancakes on the griddle, bacon frying in a pan along with another pan of eggs and hash browns; but I’m more surprised to see little Evan sitting up high on the mans shoulders, a wide grin as he looks down watching Dan cook. “What do we have hear” I chuckle, both of them look towards me grinning. “I’m helping mister Dan” Evan chirps. Dan flips his head upward towards the boy, a sweet smile spreading over his face he says “yep, Evan’s my new sous chef!” Holy shit, I think to myself, Dan has a crush on this boy and I think the feeling is mutual. I shake my head and just then Kyle walks in and seems a bit shocked as well seeing Evan on his dad’s shoulders. “Hey son!” Dan says cheerfully, then motions the boy over. When Kyle walks over he leans down to kiss him deep on the lips for a moment before breaking it and going back to cooking. I walk through the kitchen and dining room into the living room and ask Mark if he’ll come outside with me to talk for a moment. He tells Jason he’ll be right back then follows me out onto the back deck. We both take a seat facing one another and I begin to explain what it is I actually do for a living, both of my jobs. When I ask if he knows who Darien Rutherford is, he shrugs his shoulders and says “I’ve heard the name before but not really.” I take a moment to explain who he is, a little about each company but the one that grabs Mark’s interest is the mention of his airline, AEROjet. Mark is currently in college but has also been taking flying lessons for a few years now and this is where Darien comes in. He seems very taken with Mark and the young man’s intense desires. Darien wants to help him fulfill his dreams of flying commercial jets as well as his intense desire to fuck young boys. I explain that we are to go to an airfield nearby where Darien will meet us, that we’re to take his brothers with us and from there, I’m not sure what will happen. He seems both nervous and excited at the prospect of this meeting even though I haven’t offered him any insight into what I think may happen. He hops to his feet and says he’s going to shower, then bolts inside to the living room grabbing Jason and pulling him down the hallway to the bathroom. I go inside as well, telling Dan after breakfast I will be taking Mark and the brothers to meet Darien. His mood suddenly shifts from happy go lucky to this fierceness I’ve seen before. “The fuck you will” he snaps “Evan stays with me.” I take a small step back and tell him “Darien wants both boys” but before I can finish he snarls at me “I don’t care what that man wants, Evan stays right fucking here.” I raise my hands not willing to fight but also unsure what the fuck is happening right now instead turning and walking down the hall. The water is running in the guest bathroom, steam is beginning to fill the room when I pop my head in and say “ummm looks like just you and Jason are going, ummmm Dan wants Evan to hang out here with him.” All I get in response is “sure whatever bro” then hear him moan and whisper “yeah Jase, suck that fucking cock” as I pull the door closed I hear the boy gagging. I go into the master bedroom where Eric is still sleeping soundly, then close the door to the master bath and start the shower. After about twenty minutes of scrubbing and letting the warm water flow over me I shut everything off and step out. Once I’m dry I go back to the guest room to find something to wear, I see Eric propped up in bed rubbing his eyes still looking half asleep. “Hey babe, I have to head out for a bit. Will you be ok watching Ollie and Kyle? Dan will be here too.” He smiles at me and says “yeah that’s cool, is everything okay?” I nod telling him quickly where I’ll be then head to the other room to dress. Oliver is still sleeping hard so I gently kiss his head then walk to the door. Once finished I come out to find Mark and Jason dressed in what they wore when they first got here, shorts, tank tops and flip flops. I grab the keys to Eric’s car and motion for them to follow me. It’s a little after eleven in the morning and his jet should be arriving soon but I suspect we’ll get there before he touches down. When we arrive, I tell the guard at the gate who I am, handing him my identification gaziantep escort and when he checks his log, opens the gate and instructs me where to go. I’m able to drive on the tarmac out to an empty hanger where I assume the plane will park. I look at the clock, eleven thirty two, we sit quietly waiting for the plane to arrive and shortly after I see the red jet, a Gulfstream G800, on final approach. When it touches down there’s a small puff of smoke from the rear wheels connecting with the pavement, the nose gear touches down and the plane begins to slow. We watch as it taxi’s back toward the hanger where we’re parked and comes to a stop mere feet from the car. I step out with Mark as the door to the plane begins to drop down until it rests on the tarmac. A moment later a man steps out, his uniform crisp, the epaulettes prominent on his shoulders signifying his rank as a captain, aviator sunglasses hiding his intense eyes, his strong jawline covered in a five o’clock shadow. I hold my hand out behind me, instructing Mark to stay put while I approach the jet. I meet the man at the bottom of the staircase, he throws his arms around me squeezing me tight. “Long fuckin’ time Henry but damn you are looking good!” I embrace him just as tight then slap his back “hasn’t been that long Aaron, we just got back from Thailand less than a month ago” I say recounting a recent and quite eventful trip we made to Southeast Asia to pick up a boy for one of Darien’s pals. I first met Aaron on that trip, at thirty nine he’s still insanely handsome, extremely fit, cocky, his cock is fucking impressive and when he fucks, the man has no limits. He releases me, standing back he says “well it seems like forever buddy, glad to see you and can’t wait to meet this new guy that Darien won’t shut up about.” We both laugh knowing how the man can get when he has his sights set on someone and right now that someone is Mark. I look him up and down “still look good as ever bud, but what’s going on here” I remark as I motion to his facial hair. He grins then waves his hand at the plane, “when you have to be up before the sun and fly half way across the country so the old man can get some boy cunt, well… that leaves no time for the morning routine.” He then cocks his head towards Mark, “so are we doing this?” I turn facing the young man, I can see his excitement and his apprehension as he stands there waiting to be called on. I wave my hand motioning him to grab Jason and come on over. He opens the back door then taking Jason by the hand walks over to the stairs. As he does Aaron asks “thought there was another boy?” I roll my eyes which causes him to smirk so I tell him “yeah he’s back with my dad, don’t know what’s going on there but he wasn’t letting that boy leave the house.” Aaron raises an eyebrow, smiles and says “well I guess we’ll see how this goes over” before turning around and climbing the stairs back into the jet. I motion for Mark and Jason to follow, as they climb the stairs and disappear into the jet I follow suit stepping inside. As the cabin door closes behind me, Darien is sitting in one of the leather seats behind a table watching us as we move closer. He gestures for Mark and Jason to take a seat across from him, when he looks at me he asks, his tone slightly annoyed “where is the other boy?” “Long story but he’s back at home with my dad.” He gives a sly knowing grin and says “I’m not surprised after what I saw last night.” Mark looks at me confused but it doesn’t take long for him to figure out what I must have done; he doesn’t seem bothered in the least either. Darien shrugs and says “no matter” then turns to face Mark “the reason I brought you here Mr. Miller is that I’m intrigued by you. As I’m sure Mr, Parker filled you in, we’ve come across some materials that I find quite captivating, you are a fine writer but we’ve also found that you’ve… shall we say, dabbled in some more elicit material. Material that could get you in quite a bit of trouble with someone like Mr. Parker.” Mark hangs his head shamefully but Darien will have none of it. “Oh don’t you fret Mr. Miller, your sins have already been forgiven, your slate wiped clean… for now” he says smugly. He continues “I had Mr. Parker approach you because I’m a benevolent man and am always on the look out to help young, like minded men like yourself stay out of trouble while fulfilling desires they never imagined they had.” Mark seems to have perked up a bit hearing this but I can sense that apprehension and now reluctance as he hears what the man has in store for him. “As with everything in life though, there is a price” he turns to face Jason and it clicks for Mark what the man wants. He wants his most prized possession, the boy he’s meant to keep for himself. I watch as this realization washes over him, he looks over his shoulder only to see the door to the jet is now closed, he turns facing Darien and says “sir, I.. I can’t… he’s my brother” he croaks out suddenly having difficulty with his words. Darien gives a wicked chuckle “oh dear boy, is Evan not your brother too” he asks rhetorically not giving the young man a chance to speak he continues “I watched three men ravage that boys young body and you didn’t seem to care one bit, in fact I distinctly remember hearing you say you would rent him out to buy little Jason all the things the boy desires.” I kind of feel bad for Mark, he’s cornered with no real way out other than to give this man what he wants and right now he’s conflicted on doing just that. As they both sit quietly staring at each other, Jason looking between the two men confused as to what’s happening, the engines roar to life. Darien smirks and I quickly take a seat buckling the seat belt as he says to Mark “why don’t we take little Jason here for a ride.” The young boy beams as his head flips to Mark he suriyeli escort begins rattling off questions “we’re really going in the air, how high are we going, will I be able to see our house, can I sit by the window Mark? Pleeeease?” Mark does his best to smile at the boy then wave him into the aisle so he can switch seats giving him the window seat; the plane taxis to the runway and moments later we’re in the air. Jason squeals with delight as we pull away from the ground rising high into the air, I look out my window and sure enough can see Dan’s house from up here as we race off towards the west. Once the jet settles into a cruising altitude, the door to the flight deck opens and Aaron steps out into the cabin. “Autopilot is set sir, I have the comms patched into the cabin audio in the event someone radios us” he turns his attention to Jason whose head is literally in the clouds right now, Aaron says “lets get down to having some fun sir.” Darien moves out of his seat standing in the aisle he walks to the back of the plane where there’s a sofa. He presses a button and moments later it’s folded down into a bed, Aaron steps up next to Mark placing his hand on the younger mans shoulder he says “are we going to have any trouble?” Mark’s head hanging slightly, he shakes it indicating there will be no trouble then stands in the aisle. Aaron reaches over grabbing the young boys wrist and says “come on kid, time pay your brothers debt” he drags the boy from his seat into the aisle picking him up and carrying him to the back of the plane where he tosses the confused boy onto the bed. I stand behind Mark, I can see he’s feeling defeated watching these two men paw at his brother, tugging the boys shirt off, then his shorts while Jason looks to him, his eyes pleading for help. I place my hand on his shoulder “can you live with what’s about to happen Mark” I pause but get no response, “they will use him much like you did last night and when it’s over you will get something you desire…” I pause again, feeling him begin to shake as he watches the men molest the boy he favors the most. I continue “your dream is to be a commercial pilot, when this is over you’ll be well on your way to fulfilling that dream but remember what I said when we met, the price you’ll pay is steep.” A moment passed, both men well past molesting the boy I grab Mark’s attention when I raise my shirt revealing a side arm and tell him “I can stop this.” He stands quiet, contemplative as Jason begins to cry out for him, he shakes his head no. Both men have fully embraced their animalistic nature; Aaron sucks the boys cock into his mouth then jams three fingers deep into his tight boy cunt. Darien has straddled the boys chest, his hard cock aimed right at the kids mouth he hisses “open wide” he grabs the boys head and pulls his small mouth onto his cock. “Henry” Mark says with a dismal whimper “why Jase?” I squeeze his shoulder as the men become more rough with the boy, Aaron flicking his fingers against the kids little marbles then jamming them back inside him; Darien now face fucking the boys mouth as tears stream down his cheeks. “Why not” I say rhetorically “Darien could get any boy from anywhere in the world but the boys he really truly wants are the ones others hold dear and in your case that boy is Jase.” He turns towards me, his voice low and nearly cracking he asks “Oliver?” I shake my head “he will never feel what it’s like to be inside my son. I’m sorry Mark but I’m much stronger than you and while he may be rich there’s nothing in the world he could offer me, including my freedom, that would ever convince me to share my son with him.” I know it must sting hearing that, the realization that you’ve sold your soul to the devil, he drops down into the seat then stares blankly down the aisle as Aaron kneels on the bed with the boys legs resting on his chest, he unzips his slacks then pulls out his hard eight inch cock and moments later he’s balls deep inside the young boy whose arms are flailing as he’s fucked from both ends. I look on knowing that Aaron is holding himself back, the man has far fewer morals than I do, he knows if I felt Jase was in any danger I would step in and ruin his fun so right now he’s going hard but not too hard. Darien on the other hand is balls deep in Jase’s throat, at six inches his cock is not as impressive as Aaron or Marks but nothing to laugh at either and right now it’s buried so deep the boy gags and retches while trying to free himself for much needed air. Right about the moment I feel I may need to step in he pulls his cock back giving the boy a chance to breathe. Jason gasps for air while Darien reaches next to him picking up a bottle of champagne he pops the cork. Darien drinks from the bottle before he holds it over the boy and says “drink up” then tilts the bottle pouring champagne into the boys mouth. Jason, still gasping for air, sucks the liquid into his airway and begins to choke. Darien laughs maniacally while continuing to pour. This prompts me to take a step closer at which point Darien lifts the bottle upright and puts it back in the icebox next to the sofa bed. “Oh Henry, you can be such a buzzkill sometimes” he says snidely. Aaron, still ramming his cock into the boy laughs and says “you have no idea Mr. R.” He lets Jase catch his breath, coughing up what I can only imagine is some pretty expensive champagne before shoving his cock down into the boys throat once again. Aaron has gotten to a point where he’s ripping his cock out of the boy then ramming it to the hilt, the force of his body slamming into Jason fills the cabin with the sounds of skin meeting skin that nearly overpower those of little Jason choking on cock. Almost twenty minutes into this Darien finally succumbs, flooding Jason’s throat with his billionaire rus escort pedo seed; he screams, pounds his fists against the ceiling as he pumps a load right into the boys belly. When he finishes he pulls his cock out of the kids throat with a wet, sloppy pop then collapses back against the arm rest; Jason coughs and chokes, cum sprays from and runs down the side of his mouth. Aaron is showing no signs of stopping anytime soon; hell I wouldn’t be surprised if he didn’t rub one or two loads out on the way here just so he’d last longer. Darien calls for Mark who reluctantly stands and walks past me to where Jason is laying. He kneels down next to the boy who is sobbing and sniffling, occasionally yelping when Aaron rams his cock hard and deep. “Hey buddy” he says softly, brushing some of the boys brown hair off his forehead “you can do this for me right? You can help me get this job, then I can get you all the cool things I promised and it’ll just be you and me, no more sharing… okay buddy?” Jason sniffles, wiping his face he nods his head, “y-yes M-M-Mark… I, I c-can d-do it” he whimpers. Mark now lets his inhibitions go, he’s resigned to the fact that what’s done is done, he can still have Jason but right now, to get what he wants most he’s going to have to allow these men to have him too. For the next two hours the three men take turns fucking Jason in every conceivable position although Mark doesn’t have the same enthusiasm as he did the day prior. For Jason it’s two unrelenting hours of nonstop sucking and being fucked, somehow the boy manages, especially when Darien shows Mark just how brutal he can get. Aaron has to go to the flight deck a few times to make some course corrections; as for me, your inflight buzzkill, I choose to watch ensuring they don’t go too far with the young boy. Around three in the afternoon the plane touches back down at the airfield, the next twenty minutes consists of shoring up Mark’s future. Darien insists the young man will receive all future flight lessons for free and once he’s qualified will become a commercial pilot for Darien’s airline. This seems to put Mark in a better mood, especially when Aaron volunteers to help him along, although I doubt this offer is made out of the kindness of his heart, if he even has one. That leaves the price Mark has to pay in return for this opportunity. Mark is to make Jason available to him or his VIP friends whenever the need arises. Mark seems taken aback by this, he looks down at the boy who is now sleeping on the seat next to him with his head on the young mans lap then back to Darien and asks “why Jase?” Darien smiles, almost wickedly then says “my first choice would have been precious little Evan, but Henry’s father seems to have other plans for the boy.” Mark’s head spins toward me, seething rage building but all I can do is shrug. Darien grabs the young man’s attentions again continuing “having access to a child like Jason isn’t as easy as you would think, even for someone of my means. I have very discerning friends who would pay handsomely for just an hour with your brother…” he watches Mark seeing this anger begin to build “they would pay considerably for something more, shall we say, extreme” the man says now chuckling as Mark begins to fume. “I know he’s your favorite Mark, that is very clear, but for this opportunity I’m offering you… don’t you think it’s a small price to pay?” “Can I set some ground rules” he asks, the anger in his voice apparent, only to receive an immediate and curt response “you may not.” There’s no more discussion, Mark begrudgingly accepts the deal all unbeknownst to the young boy sleeping next to him. Hands are shaken, the cabin door open and Mark carries the sleeping boy back to the car and we head out. When we arrive back at the house, I open the door to a chorus of whimpers, whines and moaning; walking up the stairs I find Evan on his hands and knees being gently fucked by Dan with Kyle standing in front while the little boy sucks his young cock. On the sofa Eric is sitting back with Oliver impaled on his thick meat, his hands holding the boys thighs as he raises and lowers him onto his cock. Mark takes Jason by the hand leading him down the hall while I take a seat next to Eric and watch my son ride the man’s cock. Eric turns his head towards me, a look of euphoria, as my son slides up, then down his cock. I lean closer kissing him deep, my tongue entering his mouth which he quickly sucks on. After a few moments he breaks our kiss, looking to Oliver he asks “do you want to suck daddies cock?” His face lights up as he nods his head excitedly. Eric holds Oliver down on his cock while changing position on the sofa so the boy is on all fours, his head now positioned over my groin. I unzip my pants, pulling my cock out and watch as my son drops his head and devours half of it in one swift motion. “Ahhh damn son, that feels amazing” I moan as he bobs his little head up and down my cock. Eric has gotten back into fucking his ass, I watch as he struggles to be gentle with the boy. I give him a sly smile and say “go on babe, fuck him” then wink. He smiles back at me and asks “are you sure?” I nod my head then watch his hands tighten around the boys waist and his speed increases as he pounds his cock deep into my son. I gaze across the room at Dan, I think Eric was taking his cue from him as he’s currently giving Evan one of the gentlest fucks I’ve ever seen him give. Kyle is in heaven with the boy sucking his pre-teen cock; I’d venture to guess they spent the morning teaching the young boy how to properly suck dick and now he’s putting his mouth to use while Dan gets another piece of ass. Oliver whimpers and whines into my cock as Eric’s thrusts become more powerful. He raises his head momentarily, my cock still standing firm waiting for him to go back down on it “you can take it son.” He’s panting now, I don’t think he’s in any pain or discomfort, in fact I think he’s enjoying this now. He whimpers “d-does it f-feel g-good?” I place my hand on the back of his head, gently pushing him back down on my cock “it feels amazing sweetie.”