[JUNGLE SON]
"Honey, isn't that our son?"
You turn to where your wife is pointing. It is a poster.
It is a signage for a safari show at the city zoo.
"The Jungle Boy."
There is a man posing in tiger patterned bikini prints. His lean body is highlighted by the natural light from the sun and the nature behind him.
He is your son.
He left the house three years ago. He wanted to become a zoo keeper and a show man.
You forbade it. You needed your son to study business to be ready to take over their estate someday. And then he went away, nowhere to be found.
And now, in the middle of your vacation in another with your wife, you find him.
You raise your eyebrow, "well, it seems like he found his calling. He looks stupid like that. But he seems happy."
She shakes your shoulders, "you need to find him and bring him home."
You try to argue against it, as you have already disowned him because of his bad decisions.
But she pushed you.
That evening, you visited the zoo. There is no animal show, like what was promised.
But he did find a big hut with a signage, "the jungle boy."
He entered inside.
You find that there is a stage in front. It had nature in the background.
Your son is there, in the middle, in black briefs.
There are no animals, only old men in the audience.
Your son is grinding sexily on the forest stage. The men are hooting while throwing him money.
"Oh. This is a strip club?" you mutter.
One of the men gives a stash of cash to a waiter and climbs up the stage.
He pulls your sons briefs and starts fucking him.
Your son started acting like a deranged, lusty wolf. He makes primal noises like an animal in heat.
The audience cheers as the live action transpires.
"Ahhhh!" your son howls as his cock automatically spews cum.
The man keeps fucking until he cums in your son's ass.
You make a call to your wife, "I'm sorry honey. I think he's really happy here."
Then you drop the call and turn to a waiter. "How much to fuck him?"
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