The mystery rock
Bobby's house was always a place to regroup for the Supernatural family. When things got rough for John Winchester and his two hot young sons, Sam and Dean, they could always count on Bobby. The man knew a lot about the world of demons and ghosts. He also was into having sex with men. You could say that the Winchesters and Bobby were a match made in heaven. They looked out for each other and banged each other's asses.
Bobby was like John's little gimp bitch. During the times when John would have sex with his sons, Bobby would only watch until John said it was okay to join in. He always needed permission. He was useless, with his dick limp until John gave him say-so.
Today the four were all gathered on Bobby's property because a strange object had fallen in the field. The men hiked out to investigate and of course John got horny and demanded his boys strip down. Bobby watched, stroking at his peen, waiting for John to say he could take one of the boys. He's gonna choose Dean. He always chooses Dean.
"There, I'm coming" said John as he pumped his pelvis into Sam's ass. "I'm done. Bobby, I want you to fuck Dean after we check out this space rock or whatever."
The men got dressed and walked up to the smoldering chunk of rock and metal.
"I can't wait to fuck you, Dean" chuckled Bobby, now hard at the anticipation.
"Well, we still don't know what the fuck this thing is yet" retorted retarded Dean.
"It looks like some kind of meteorite" snapped Bobby as he pressed his cock into his leg with his hand.
"But what about the slit going down the middle?" asked Sam.
John fired back with a smile, "You better worry about your own slit going down the middle, boy."
The slit in the rock began to widen. Steam flowed out of what appeared to be a bay door. With a whoosh, out rolled what looked like trash cans with a plunger on one side, an egg beater on the other and a glowing blue vibrator at the top. There were four of them. They were like robots, but more gay.
"HUMANS DETECTED. DO NOT MOVE. WE ARE DALEKS. WE DEMAND YOUR SURRENDER" came a shouting gay-ass voice from the first trash can.
"Oh, John, did you get me a sex robot for my birthday? Thank you so much" shouted Bobby.
"Those aren't from me" replied John, turning to the trash cans. He unbuckled his pants exposing his cock, still glistening from cumming just minutes earlier. "Hey robot! Why don't you surrender on this!"
The Dalek's vibrator looked down at John Winchester's cock. "THE DALEKS WERE GOING TO EXTERMINATE YOU, BUT NOW WE SEE THERE IS A BETTER USE FOR YOU. WE WILL PERFORM THE DALEK MATING RITUAL ON YOU."
A second Dalek spoke, "WE WILL PERFORM THE RITUAL ON ALL OF YOU EXEPT THIS ONE" it said motioning toward Dean. "WE SEE THAT THIS HUMAN IS OF TOO LOW INTELLIGENCE. THE DALEKS WOULD BECOME RETARDED IF WE FUCKED HIM."
"Hey, fuck you" replied Dean. It was too late. The Dalek vibrator shot his laser at Dean and killed him.
"My boy!" cried John. But the Daleks rammed their plungers and vibrators in his ass. "WE WILL RAPE NOW" yelled the Daleks.
Then they raped Sam. Then Bobby. The rape was rough, but the men were used to it.
The end.