Although this wasn't the kind of attention Jeff wanted from his dad, it was nice to get any attention at all. Bill continued to play with Jeff the bare skin rug for a while. Jeff felt both his dad's feet stretch out his asshole.
Chandler also played with his son, the cock and ball trophy, "It's unfortunate I didn't get the chance to earn this trophy but oh well. A trophy is a trophy. I'll just have to make up a story. It's better than the story of the one that got away because I have the trophy to show people. How long do we get to keep the trophies again?"
Bill said, "We discussed this thoroughly. We want to be able to hunt our boys again next time we come up so we have to allow them some time as humans so they can train and become more challenging. But we all want to take our trophies home and display them so we can keep them for two weeks after we get home."
Chandler said, "I'll take this little guy into the office. He can hang on the wall behind my desk." Chandler had caused Chad to have a hard on. "Look at that. I'll make him hard just before a meeting to intimidate anyone in my office. I bet Chad will learn to enjoy that and soon will get turned on whenever he hears that a meeing will be held in my office."
Finally, it was time to hunt. Bill wrapped Jeff around himself like a cloak and they headed out. Jeff felt giddy being outside, naked and flipped about by the breeze. His arms were tied around his daddy's neck.
It took a while before they found their first prey and it happened to be Greg. With his Chronivac modified rifle, Bill took aim and shot his son. Greg fell to the ground writhing. He could still move but his muscles were too weak to stand or even crawl.
When they caught up to him, Greg asked, "Why are you doing this, Dad? I thought you liked me."
"I do like you son. When we get home, I still want us to fix up that classic car together. Your my favorite son."
Bill forgot that Jeff could hear since Jeff was just an object.
"I'll tell you what. I won't change you into an object like I did Jeff. But I still want my trophy. So I'll program you so you can handle being displayed like a trophy but leave you still able to go about your life."
"Thanks, Dad."
"Okay, now let's get you skinned out of your clothes and hanging from a pole so we can get a picture of me and my trophy. Then we'll get you tied to the rack of the car for the trip home. I haven't seen your cock recently. I hope it's big. It would make your dad proud that he bagged a boy with a big cock."
"Dad, no don't." But it was too late. Greg's pants were already pulled down and Bill was already stroking Greg's cock.
"Yes, nice and big. Even bigger than Chad. Probably the biggest of all the boys. Now get it hard for the photo. Maybe I'll remove it and mount it on the wall. Nah, I don't want to remove it. But men, come look at the set on on my trophy."