Chapter 4: Story 3: Hansel x His Father (Boy Love)
There once were two twins a boy called Hansel and his sister named Gretel, they lived with their father who was a woodcutter that lived in a small cottage in a forest. Their mother passed away shortly after giving birth two the twins. The father was devastated for his loss but he had to man up and raise his two kids. For milk he would go to town carrying the children and asking women for some of their milk, this went on for 2 years.
As the children gained teeth the father would go out hunting with his trusty axe when the children are playing at home, not alone of course but with a nanny, paying her with his body in bed. The nanny is unfortunately almost 2 decade older than him and he was nearing his 40s. Yes the father isn't the most cleanest person but he is doing his best for the kids showering them with constant love and adoration. When he isn't sleeping with the nanny for payment, he's sleeping with his two kids hugging them as they sleep in both of his arms.
Around 4 years later with the same nanny, on one particular day while hunting in the woods. He got terribly injured at night, thinking to himself this might be the last time he saw his two beloved kids again. Then out of the corner of his eyes he saw a black figure just standing there. He asked for help not caring what type of entity it is.
The black entity asked the woodcutter in a sinister manner, "why should I help you?"
The woodcutter replied, "please.....I want to go home.....and be with my two kids. I beg of you. I'll give you anything just please help me"
The black entity chuckled in amusement and said, "if I said I wanted your soul and humanity would you agree?"
The woodcutter replied, "I would if I could be with the kids again. I don't care who or what you are. Just please help"
The black entity laughed out loud, the voice sounding as if it was something straight out of hell. It said, "very well we have a deal! I will give you a brand new body and more but in exchange every full moon I want a sacrifice in my name, a living human sacrifice. Every 5 years I require a massive sacrificial ritual containing more than 100 human kids no more than 8 years of age and should you complete the big ritual you can carry on living with your children's. However should you miss the big ritual I take your soul. Remember my name it's Beelzebub"
The woodcutter agreed without hesitation. After 10 seconds later he blinked his eyes and once he reopened them the demon was gone and his injuries as well.
30 minutes later he arrived back home with his hunted prey and trusty axe. Went in the cottage and did what was required in the cottage and slept with his kids thinking about the event that happened today.
10 years later the kids have grown up into teenagers. Every time the father looked at his two kids the more disbelief he was in. His daughter Gretel looked just like him when he was younger but what really confuse him was, she had grown a mans beard just as thick as his right now. With her short blonde hair just reaching below her ears, her crystal clear eyes like the sky, tanned skin and her bushy thick braided beard dangling left to right was the exact image of a Viking warrior.
His son on the other hand really took after his mother. His straight blond hair reaching down his slim waist just below his upturned buttocks, dark blue eyes like the night sky, snow white skin soft still as a baby and pink to red colour small lip makes him look more like any other beautiful girls.
Despite his two children's appearance the father had the exact same look 10 years ago ever since that day. During this 10 years in contract with the demon he has done many atrocities and this week another big ritual is upcoming.
This past couple years he has been feeling strange every time he saw his son. The first time was when he was going to take bath but his son was their naked, smiling sweetly to his father if he wanted to join him in the bath just like in the past, the father turned and walked away fast. The second time was when he saw his son sleeping just outside the cottage where the sun was close to shining on his face, feeling and urge to kiss him but didn't when his daughter came abruptly to ask to hunt together as father and daughter should. The third time seeing multiple male adults surrounding his son with their lustful smile and tongue hanging out scaring his precious boy, something snapped in the woodcutter that day grabbing his trusty axe and started chopping on the strangers. The father not in his right mind killed the strangers in front of his son at the end of the killing the father turned to his son finding him fainted on the ground. The father panicked and rushed him home, the son remembering anything about what had happened that day.
Each day the strange feeling kept growing till his d**k got ere*ted just from seeing his son butt bending over to pick something up from the ground. He knew then and there he loved his son in more ways than normal. He always thought he would love both twins equally in a fatherly way but not this.
As each days approaches to the big ritual, he started going out more and coming home later giving excuses each time to his children. On the day of the ritual he started killing the sacrifice in cold-blood with his bare hands in the middle of the day in a cave by ripping their limbs, tearing out their organ, straggling some of them with their own organs, stuffing other organs in a different mouth to choke them to death and many more. He never destroyed the skin on the back as he engraved the word "sacrifice for Beelzebub" using his nails and pasted them on walls of town at night. At the end of the ritual he would wash himself off of blood, got changed and went home.
When he got home the light was still on which was strange since they were always off when he got home at this time. Approaching the door he realise the door is broken and inside the cottage it was trashed. He started looking around and thinking about what could possibly happen, then he heard sound coming from his room. He slowly approach his door and peeked inside there he saw something he couldn't believe his eyes, on the bed his sweet son is tied on the bed with another man. The man had blind folded his son and proceeded to rip his clothing off. The father heard the scream of his daughter upstairs and knew he had to hurry. Using his body he went inside his room and spread out his hand above the man head and crushed it, with blood splattering the bed and his son. He turned and rushed upstairs only to find his daughter in her room standing in between two mutilate male bodies with a dagger in her hand and blood dripping from between her leg. He knew he was too late for his daughter. He slowly approached her calling out her name to calm down and put the dagger down.
She didn't, turned and face her father and told him, "I've been sullied. I...I...ARGHHHH!" She screamed loudly and plunged her dagger into her heart before her father could react. Right there the father saw he couldn't of prevented her daughter life in time. He felt regretful, hate and anger. He knew he wanted to go on a killing spree right now for revenge but he also knew he had to avoid doing the inevitable. As he slowly calm down, taking his daughter body downstairs he remembered his son. He slowly put his daughter down and made his way to his son. He knew what he had to do to calm down give into his lust for his son.
Walking slowly to him while taking his own clothes off, appearing at the bedside fully naked and hard. He proceeded to ripped his clothes off and at that moment gave in entirely to lust. The next morning he couldn't what had happened. His sweet son cried out in pain as he penetrated him for the first time, his son Hansel begged him to stop otherwise when his father arrive he will pay. The father chuckled coldly and forcefully kissed Hansel as he was struggling and crying his eyes out. The father ignored Hansel pleas and increased the intensity of thrusting his hip into his beautiful Hansel. When it was time the father had crea*pie his son over and over again. This raped had lasted till the morning. His son voice had slowly changed somewhere after the 3rd hour of s*x, on the 4th hour his son started moaning for more and harder, by the 6th hour he or*asmed with just his butt. The father untied his son on the 7th hour but kept the blindfold on and started using different positions to please himself more and more as his son kept or*asming. His precious Hansel fallen into deep pleasure and would always belong to him. By the 12 hour the father stop and took his son with him outside the cottage, laid him down on the ground and went to retrieved his daughters cold body. Outside the cottage he burned his old home.
He took the two close to his cave where he performs rituals. He buried his daughter close by and took Hansel into the cave. He called out to Beelzebub to ask for a contract for his son.
Beelzebub appeared an hour later and said, "what do you want?"
The woodcutter, "I want my son to love me as a lover and stay true to my side till I die"
Beelzebub snickered saying, "impossible I don't hold that jurisdiction. But I can make him like you but weaker physically and you can always overpower him to submit to you"
The woodcutter was hesitant and said, "so I can't make him love me....fine let's do that but I want to live longer with him. What do you want in exchange?"
Beelzebub laughed and said, "has the power gone to your head now, well I like that. Fine then the new contract is every full moon I want 1 man, woman and child to be sacrificed to me like usual. Every year on Christmas I want 1 priest tortured in front of an audience of 100 people, every 5 years 200 kids, every decade 200 adult plus 50 kids and every century 10,000 people killed in anyway possible during the century.
In exchange I will give you a demons body and a half-demon body to your son. Your practically immortal unless someone kills you and your son. You two will keep your normal appearances but every 50 years your son will lose his memory of everything but you, in other words he won't remember anything else except for you.
Now tell me do you except this?"
The woodcutter replied with a smile and shining eyes, "we have a deal, let's do it. I'll be sure to make sure you get that 10k people sacrifice every century"
Beelzebub said, "this deal will last till your literally killed with your son. By tomorrow sunrise the deal will be in effect. See you next time corrupted former human scum. Hahahaha!!!"
The demon left.
The woodcutter returned to his slowly trying to wake him up and made up a story for him. Hansel believed everything his father told him. The father confessed to Hansel about how much he loved and proceeded to have intercourse with him again ignoring his son reply. Didn't take long till his son accepted his father and his lover/husband. The next morning the woodcutter and his lover took off with their new strength terrorising the people everywhere they go and having daily intercourse together in the end in their first 3 years together they married.
The End
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