The mother stroked her babyâ€™s hair. That is how she thought of Jason. He was her baby. Sure Kinjo was her family as well but she felt like Jason had been born from her. Plus she could tell the boys were attracted to each other. So no matter what they were both her sons. She kissed her little ones forehead. Nuzzling their foreheads together as she showed him much affection. Trying to show him as long as they were together they were not alone. That they would get through this together. The father mouthed the words kick his ass when Jason looked at him. Thumbs upping his son before just holding his wife and son to him. Smiling contently. â€œYes. We would love to have you there with us.â€ They said at the same time. Thus telling him he was sleeping with them until Kinjo was back. The mother stood and looked at the father who scooped up Jason. â€œThen it is time to go to sleep son.â€ They both said.<br/><br/>One after the other. The mother didnâ€™t let go of his hand as her husband carried him to the bedroom. When he set him down the mother took off his shoes and socks. Changing him into a pair of her husbands pajama pants. â€œScoot on into the middle my son.â€ She said the last word in a soft whisper. Not wishing to overstep his comfort levels. Sure he was a big boy and could have dressed himself in the pajamas but she was mothering him anyways. The father changed into pajama pants as well. The mother took a nightgown and went into the bathroom in their bedroom. Changing and came out. Climbing onto the bed and scooted into the middle Pulling Jason to her as she covered them. She started to sing to him a lullaby.<br/><br/><object height="360" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xVlPvaYgYz4"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><embed height="360" src="https://www.youtube.com/v/xVlPvaYgYz4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" wmode="transparent"/></object><br/><br/><br/>Omen continued to thrust in and out of James. Blood was coming out of his bud quickly and staining the bed and his skeletony pale skin. He did not care as he pounded as harshly and roughly as he could. Thrusting his hand up and down on the manâ€™s dick. He wanted the man to hate and love it like he had done to poor Kinjo. He continued to pound in and out of the manâ€™s bud. The manâ€™s sleepy slurs of please stop and the like told him he was making the man feel like he had Kinjo. He leaned over and whispered in his ear. â€œI will not stop...I like hearing your cries of pain. Your begging makes me enjoy this even more. Cry out and beg for mercy. I shall not stop until we have both enjoyed this.â€ He said in a dark and twisted sexual purr. Pumping his hand up and down fast and hard on Jamesâ€™s dick. Continuing to violently pound in and out of the evil manâ€™s ass.<br/><br/><br/>Kinjo blinked and giggled a bit as Teddy poked his tummy while tilting his head. He wasnâ€™t sure why he did that but it made him feel a bit better. â€œYes...it is quite hungry.â€ He said honestly. Patting his little friend lightly on the head. Stroking his head like you would that of a child who was clinging to you. Even if Teddy wasnâ€™t doing so. He watched in amazement as Teddy flailed his arms and a sheet began to form itself into a housecoat looking toga thing. He lit up as that meant he had something to wear. Though in the back of his mind he knew he wouldnâ€™t have it long he loved it all the same. He watched Teddy drag it over and hold it up to him. Taking it and picked Teddy up. Kissing him lightly on the forehead. â€œThank you Teddy. I love you and I love this.â€ he slipped on the toga housecoat thing. He didnâ€™t feel so prone and vunerable now. He sat with Teddy in his lap. Holding him close against his stomach. He felt a little dizzy and he didnâ€™t know why. It been a little over a week maybe two since the evil man raped him a second time. Though this last one hadnâ€™t hurt and made him feel so ashamed. He had reacted to the vines being down his pants and their gently raping of his ass. Then he reacted to the man gently fucking him in the ass. He hadnâ€™t wanted it or to do so but his body could not help but do so. Yet it made him feel horrible.