I've got more of "House On Hardy Hill" coming up shortly, but I 
managed to finish this one first. Read the warning before proceeding! 
I'm serious about that!





Title: Sins of the Father and Son
Author: Brooke
Email: evylbytch@hotmail.com
Rating: NC-17
Content: language from the muses, lewd suggestions and inneundo. See 
warning.
Disclaimer: The story, "Vince and Shane--the truth!", belongs to 
Malcolm Cowan. No disrespect is meant.
Distribution: ask and ye shall receive
Summary: Ummmm..

My muses can be found at http://www.geocities.com/brookiesboyz

Words in < >'s is the actual story.

Warning: This story contains father/son incest. If that squicks you, 
turn away. I honestly don't know how I was even able to read this 
thing, let alone allow my muses to have a crack at it. I'm warning 
you. This is seriously squicky stuff.


Roll call!

*Vince grumbles as he sits down*: What's on the agenda for today?
*Mark grins wickedly at him*: You'll see.
*Vince blinks*: What's that look for?
*Hunter gives him a identical grin as he plops down as well*: You'll 
see.
*Shane stares at them both as he takes his seat*: What is going on?
*Mark and Hunter look at each other*: You'll see.
*Shane looks at Vince*: Why am I suddenly very afraid of this?



<Vince McMahon sat in his luxury room backstage at another successful 
night for the WWF. Hearing a knock at the door he sat up.>

*Mark snorts*: Successful night, huh? When was this story written?
*Vince glares at him*

<'Come in.' He ordered.>

*Hunter bats his eyes*: Oh, Vince...you're so commanding.

<Vince remained seated as his son Shane McMahon walked in the room.

'What's up dad?' Shane asked seeing something was up with Vince. 

'Your mother is still in Europe, and I'm really horny. I'd fuck a dog 
right now.' Vince replied.>

*Shane and Vince both blink*
*Hunter starts to snicker*

<'Sorry dad, Terri already left.' Shane answered.>

*Shane grins*: Okay, that one was pretty good. I'll give this guy 
some credit.

<'Oh well. I suppose its back to self-indulgence. Leave me alone 
please.' Vince said.>

*Hunter lifts a brow*: Self-indulgence, Vince? Do you prescribe to 
that theory often?
Vince: Not as often as you do.

<'Sure dad.' Shane replied.

Shane started to leave: then he came up with one of the McMahon's 
notorious plans. He pretended to leave, opening and closing the door 
without leaving the room.>

*Shane blinks*: Wait just a damn minute...

<His dad started almost immediately, Vince unzipped his pants and 
slid them down to his ankles, soon followed by his underwear.>

*Vince starts to turn white*: You can't be serious...

<Out popped an already erect 8-inch penis, and his 
legendary 'grapefruits'.>

*Hunter and Mark start to snicker louder*

<Slowly Vince started to stroke his hard-on, looking to relieve his 
sexual tensions. He moaned softly. All the time Shane watched on, 
finding himself with a boner in his pants.>

*Vince and Shane look at each other in horror*

<He had yet to tell his family he was Gay, and he supposed now would 
be the time, all he needed was the opportunity.>

Hunter: He was Gay, as opposed to regular old gay like the rest of 
us. 

<Shane wouldn't be waiting long, as Vince closed his eyes to enjoy 
the sensations. Shane crept up quietly beside his dad. Vince didn't 
realize his son was there. Shane smiled as his father kept on wanking 
his penis right in front of him.>

*Shane starts to hyperventilate*: No...please...don't!

<Vince soon realized Shane was there, however. Vince felt another 
hand on his cock, and thought it was Linda.

'Linda? Is that you? Only you can make me feel that good.' Vince 
crooned without opening his eyes.>

*Hunter lifts a brow*: Excuse me, but didn't he just tell Shane that 
Linda was still in Europe?
Mark: She must have taken the Concorde back.

<'No dad. It's not mom.' Shane replied.

Vince opened his eyes in shock and looked right at his son, who was 
still working on his dick.>

*Vince and Shane both start to scream*
*Hunter and Mark collapse into fits of laughter*

<'Shane! Stop this at once. This is an outrage!' Vince demanded, 
although secretly enjoying the sensations.>

*Hunter fights through his laughing, doing his best Vince imitation*: 
Stop this, Shane...this is an outrage!
*Vince and Shane both glare at him*

<'I don't see you rushing to stop me dad.' Shane replied, sliding his 
other hand up Vince's expensive shirt.>

Mark: Can't forget that expensive shirt.

<It didn't take long for Shane to find his father's nipples.>

Hunter: Seeing as how they aren't located in the place where everyone 
else's are.

<He slowly massaged one of them while still wanking his father. It 
was obvious that Vince was enjoying this, reluctantly.>

Hunter: All right, if this guy uses the word 'wanking' one more 
time, I'm going to scream.

<'Shane. This is wrong.' Vince said weakly, he was too horny to argue.

'No dad. This IS wrong.' Shane replied.

Shane stopped wanking Vince, and slowly descended his lips toward the 
pre-cum soaked shaft.>

*Hunter starts to scream*

<'Shane, don't do this. I might be horny, but this is illegal.' Vince 
sounded worried, but content at the same time.>

*Mark lifts a brow*: Like it's the first illegal thing he's ever 
done.
*Vince blinks*: He was aquitted every damn time, thank you!

<'I don't care, and by the sound of your voice, neither do you.' 
Shane looked at his father.

But only for a moment as his tongue started probing his father's piss 
slit.>

*All*: Ohhhhhhhhhh...
Hunter: How gross.
*Shane stares at him*: How gross!?! You're saying how gross for the 
first time and we're how far into this disgusting thing!?! 

<Vince was now helpless. He needed this. But still, he shouldn't let 
Shane do this.

'I know you only want to help me, but you don't have to do this to 
me.' Vince said looking straight at his son.

'But I want to. I want to so bad. I love you Vince, not as a father, 
but as a virile man.'>

*Hunter and Mark start to whoop and holler*
*Hunter snickers*: Where in the world did he come up with that one?

<Shane opened his mouth wide, and moved down Vince's shaft, taking as 
much of it as he could. Vince couldn't believe it, his own son giving 
him a blowjob. He threw his head back in ecstasy as a whole new level 
of pleasure overwhelmed his body. Shane kept sucking eagerly; wanting 
to swallow his father's cum. As he sucked, he was still feeling his 
father's nipples. They had become rock hard, to match Vince's penis, 
which seemed to swell even bigger in Shane's mouth.>

Hunter: Don't choke!
*Shane smacks him across the back of the head*

<'Maybe this will help you son.' Vince said.

Vince unbuttoned his shirt and threw it to the floor, allowing Shane 
full access to Vince's lovely body. The combination of the sucking 
and the feeling up meant Vince wouldn't be able to hold on much 
longer, and Shane, realizing this, started sucking faster and faster. 
Vince let out a moan as he shot his first load into Shane's mouth. 
This was nothing like Linda's blowjobs; this was much, much better. >

*Vince and Shane scream*
Vince: Stop this! Stop this right now! I won't read another word!
*Mark clamps his hand down on Vince's shoulder*: Oh, yes you will.
*Vince gulps*
*Shane starts to get up* Well, I won't!
*Hunter grabs him by the wrist and holds him*: Where do you think 
you're going?
*Vince and Shane look at each other and start to scream again*

<He let out a few more loads of cum which Shane eagerly lapped up. 
Making sure he got all his father's semen, he let his tongue wander 
around Vince's 'grapefruits' and pubes, loving the combination of 
sweat and sperm. It was the most sperm Shane had ever taken in. He 
swallowed more sperm than the times he had with Pat Patterson.>

*Hunter and Mark start to whoop and holler again*
*Shane looks ill*: I would never...
*Hunter grins*: This isn't you. This is...SLUT PUPPY SHANE!
*Shane glares at him* 

<Vince was sprawled out on his chair, now completely naked. He had to 
say something to his son, who had done more for him than Linda ever 
had done.

'Shane. That was...amazing. Thank you.'>

*Hunter sniffs exaggeratedly and pretends to wipe a tear away*: 
You're so amazing, Vince.
*Vince glares at him*: Shut up.

<Vince stopped then.

'No. Words alone won't be enough.'>

*Shane goes even whiter*: No...you can't mean...

<Shane was standing there in front of Vince, with an obvious boner 
beneath his pants. Vince smiled as he spoke.

'I have to return the favor. Son, take off all your clothes.'>

*Shane tries to run again, but Hunter holds him in place*

<'But dad, you don't have to.'

'But I want you to. This has meant so much to me, it's only fair I do 
something.'

Shane didn't need another telling. He slowly peeled of his clothes. 
Vince stood up and helped Shane strip. It didn't take long for Shane 
to be standing there completely naked in front of his father. Vince 
looked down at Shane's 71/2-inch cock...>

*Hunter sings*: Not as big as Daddy...not as big as Daddy...
*Shane gasps*: SHUT UP, HUNTER!

<...although there was something more eye pleasing to Vince.

'It's nice to see you have inherited the "grapefruits" of the 
McMahon's.'>

*Shane makes gagging noises*

<Vince started to play with Shane's balls. Shane giggled at the 
ticklish feeling.>

*Hunter starts to say something but stops as both Shane and Vince 
glare at him*
Vince: Not a fucking word, blondy.
*Hunter blinks and scoots closer to Mark*
*Mark blinks* I'm not saving your ass.

< Vince kneeled down before his only son, and started to rub Shane's 
cock to its maximum length. Shane almost buckled at the sensuous 
feelings his dad was dealing to him.

'Now, I've never done this before. But I hope we both enjoy it.'>

*Mark and Hunter both look at Vince skeptically*
*Vince blinks*: What?

<Vince opened his mouth now, and guided it towards his own son's 
cock. He marveled at the strange taste, sort of a fishy taste.>

*Hunter and Mark both make gagging noises*
Hunter: God, shower much, Shane?
Shane: THAT IS NOT ME!

<'I know the taste is weird at first, but soon you'll learn to love 
it.' Shane said between moans.

Vince had a little trouble getting the rhythm at first, and Shane 
noticed this. He placed his hand on Vince's head and slowly guided 
Vince into an acceptable rhythm.>

Mark: Them ears ain't handles, boy.
*Vince, Shane, and Hunter blink at him*
*Mark blinks right back*

< Vince soon took control and started to suck away at the rhythm 
Shane always loved.>

Hunter: If this is the first time this has ever happened, how does he 
know the rhythm Shane always loved?
Mark: Maybe he asked Pat Patterson.
Shane: FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, STOP IT! 

< Shane was so taken with the pleasure his own father was giving him 
that he failed to warn him in time when he came. Vince was not 
expecting the huge wads of cum to shoot into his mouth.>

*Hunter and Mark both yell* DON'T CHOKE!

< Coughing a little, Vince continued to suck all the sperm out of 
Shane's penis. Vince couldn't get enough of the taste of his son's 
seed. He sucked and sucked until there was no more sperm to be had.

'How was that son?' Vince asked.

'That was the best ever, thanks dad.' Shane replied happily.>

*Hunter snickers*: Even better than Pat?
Shane: I SWEAR TO GOD, HUNTER, IF YOU DON'T SHUT UP...

<They were both spent, but the feeling between them concerning what 
just happened kept them horny, and wanting more.>

Vince: No...please...no more...

<'Shane. Can I ask you to do something?' Vince asked.>

*Shane and Vince both shout in unison*: NO!

<'Anything dad, I'll do anything for you.' Shane replied.>

*Shane pants*: No! Don't say that! Don't ever say that!

<'Bend over, I'm gonna fuck the life out of you.'>

*Shane and Vince both wail*: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

<The thought alone sent Shane into a frenzy of hormonal lust. He 
couldn't believe his ears; he wanted this since he caught his mum and 
dad in the act years ago.>

Huunter: Shane...you little voyeur!
*Shane glares at him*

< He wanted to feel the same pleasure his mum did as they fucked.>

Mark: Ohhhhhh...now that was just gross.
Hunter: I doubt his mother has ever felt what he's about to...

<'Fuck me. Fuck me hard dad. Please do it to me.' Shane bent over the 
chair and spread his legs wide to allow Vince full access to his arse 
hole.>

Hunter: Excuse me!?! Arse hole? This is not Braveheart slash! 
First, wanking now this! Will it ever end!?!

<Vince crawled up behind Shane, and stuck his tongue right up the 
hole.>

*Hunter and Mark start to gag again*

< Shane loved the sensation. But it wasn't what he wanted. After a 
couple of minutes he turned his head around.

'Fuck me now, I want it now. I'm begging you to stick your cock up my 
arse.'>

*Vince shakes his head and covers his eyes*: Someone...just kill me...
Shane: Only if you kill me first.

<Vince got his cock in position and slowly slid it into the hole. 
Shane almost screamed with the pain, but he knew that would soon turn 
to pleasure. Sure enough, as Vince got the hang of the fucking, Shane 
started to groan with pleasure as his dad's cock reached places 
Virgin to the world. Vince moved his hand round to his son's crotch 
and started to rub it in rhythm to his motions. Vince grabbed his 
son's cock and started to wank it stiffer than ever before. Vince got 
the motions down pact and soon was fucking and wanking in perfect 
time. It didn't take too long for them both to cum. Shane came first, 
covering all of Vince's hand in sperm, which Vince licked off with 
relish. And then Vince came, shooting a huge wad of cum up his son's 
arse.>

*Vince and Shane sit in dumbfounded silence*
*Hunter and Mark start to cheer and applaud*
Hunter: Encore! Encore!
*Shane glares at him*: Say that again and I'll kill you.

<Soon they were positioned side by side on the floor, licking the 
other's cock dry of sperm, and soon they were both satisfied. Shane 
turned to face his father, but it was Vince who initiated the kiss. 
It was a passionate kiss, the best either would ever receive.>

Hunter: Awwwwww...
*Shane and Vince stare at him* SHUT UP!

<'Thanks dad. You were the best.' Shane said happily.

'No Shane. You were the best, and I mean better than Linda. You've 
made me feel like no other person has made me feel before. Thank 
you.' They kissed again. Probing their tongues into the other's 
mouth, salvaging any remaining sperm there.>

Mark: These two really have a sperm fetish.
Hunter: I'll say.
*They both turn and look at Shane and Vince, each with a brow lifted*
*Shane and Vince blink* What?

<'Next time, let's get Pat Patterson to join us, huh Shane?' Vince 
asked.>

*All make gagging noises*

<'That would be great, as long as I'm fucking you.' Shane replied.>

*Vince blinks*: Now wait just a damn minute here...

<'Why wait.' Vince said as he bent over sticking his arse in Shane 
face.>

*Shane and Vince both start to scream*

<Shane didn't hesitate as the fuck fest continued, until very late 
that night. They both agreed that it was the best night of their 
lives.>

*Vince and Shane sob in misery*
*Hunter leans back with his hands behind his head*: Mission 
accomplished.
*Mark grins and sits back as well*: Let's go look for that sequel 
with Pat as a guest star.
*Vince and Shane sob harder*


THE END