[ WP ] `` Let the kids watch . They 'll have to do it one day . ''

`` Let the kids watch. They'll have to do it one day.'' And just like that, I had witnessed my first death. My father had just blown off the head of what I believed to be my best friend with a 12-gauge. I know I'm not supposed to be sad, Stephen was a traitor to the Lord of the Land after all, but he was the only one who ever talked to me. Due to my status of Lad of the Land, no one was allowed to talk to me unless on formal business, and no one ever had business with me. But, I was n't allowed to look away, so I watched and tried to enjoy the show. It was n't difficult, my dad always manages to put on quite a show, the execution is just the first part. After he blew off Stephen's head, my father slid down his trousers causing his fully erect 8 inch cock to spring out. I was a little disappointed that he had n't taken off his shirt to show off his rippling six pack, but i suppose his toned legs would have to do. My father then gingerly picked up Stephen's body, positioning his neck right at level with my dad's cock. He started to press the tip against the gaping wound causing more blood to spurt out. My dad took advantage of this, rubbing the blood on his penis to use as lube. Slowly, my dad's dick disappeared into Stephen's neck. My father softly moans as Stephen pleasures my dad from beyond the dead. My dad slowly picks up speed as Stephen's body begins to ragdoll from the amount of power that dad puts into each thrust, for he is passionate about his duties. My dad becomes a blur as he approaches the sound barrier. There's a boom as everyone watching is thrown back, yet my dad is still going to poundtown on Stephen's neck hole. I'm lying on my back marveling at this strange sight, i had no idea that my dad was so skilled. A pained expression comes over my dad as he exclaims `` I'M ABOUT TO COME, PREPARE YOURSELVES!'' I take cover behind the others watching this spectacle, peering out from over their shoulders. My father gives three more thrusts before letting out a primal cry and ejaculating like a water hose. This proves too much for poor dead Stephen as he explodes from the amount of liquid entering his lungs and stomach. Bits of Stephen and semen fly through the air heavily coating the crowd. Ladies moan and try to catch the semen rain in their mouth. Men weep as they're pelted with liquid shame. My dad, quickly grabs his electric guitar before the sex storm ends and everyone joins into a totally badass rendition of fa who dores from that Grinch movie. My dad, seeing my pride, hands me his guitar and I rip a totally sick ass solo. Everyone cheers as the storm ends. I was no longer sad, for I was to be the Sexecutioner, and for that, I was grateful.
