Keep all three men & turn the house into a nest (dubcon)

((Content warning: dubcon))

Your next course of action is clear. This home will serve as your new nest. First things first, you go about building your nest and securing your new incubators. The man in the bed will be **** for a week with how much venom you pumped into his body, but your honey will keep him alive and well. The second man needs restrained for when he wakes, so will the boy in the kitchen. Their hands are put behind their backs as you secrete cementing honey to bind their wrists onto their lower back. You drag both of their bodies to a couch in the living room.

While you wait for the two men to reawaken, you go about creating honeycombs in the basement. You manage to build a more refine one by the time morning comes. Groans and creaking wood can be heard coming from the ground floor. The incubators, the man and boy, must be waking up. You head upstairs from the basement. Both of them are still getting their barrings as they come to. The boy is the first to speak, "Wha...? What happened?" He scans the room groggily before seeing the boy, "Dad! Dad! Are you alright?! What's going on!" The man, assumingly the boy's father, slowly blinking as he opened his tired eyes. He groans, "Wha-Lane!" Both of them are struggling against their bound arms to no avail of course.

Lane, the boy, begins speaking feverishly, "Dad, what's going on? Why can't I move my arms?"

The man speaks in a soothing voice, "It's okay son. We'll be alright. Everything will be alright."

You interject, "They sure will be." Their vision darts towards you. "I'm the one who's bound you both. I'm sorry to inform you that you're now mine."

The man barks angrily at you, "Who the hell are you?"

"You'll know me as 'Your Majesty'. Unless you want punished that is."

"The hell I will!" The man is strong. His courage seems to empower the boy. Lane is sitting upright, chest puffed out to match his father's posture. The man rises and tries to rush towards you. His knees buckle being he falls down on the floor. He groans from the fall. His muscular ass sticking into the air. Despite being awake, the venom still incapacitates their bodies for a few more hours. "Dad! Are you okay?!" Through a grunt he speaks, "Yea-yes. I'm alright, just a little tumble. It takes more than that to put me down." He has the audacity to chuckle.

Walking closer, you grab ahold of his hair, forcing him to look up. Your huge dick, still flaccid, droops between your thighs, "Ho-hh-holy fuck..." the man says. You smirk, "Oh? You like what you see?" Before he can respond, you lie your dick across his face. Its base on his chin and it's hooded head slumped over onto the crown of his head. He's speechless as he breathes in your fragrant pheromones. Deep heavy breaths brush against your balls. A smug smile forms across your face, "No man can resist a huge dick."

The son calls out, "Dah-dad?! Wha-why- what are you doing? Fight back!" The man is shaken back into lucidity and tries to yank away, but he soon stops and hesitates. He looks directly into your eyes. His voice quivering, "What do you want from us?" You quietly respond, but confidence booms in your voice, "I want to breed you." The man's face scrunches up in confusion, "Breed us?"

"Why of course." You slip your dick off the man's face. How brave the boy will be is directly linked to his father's courage. This is why the father must be broken first. You kick the man's leg apart, spreading them so that his hole is clearly displayed. His cock is half hard already, you chuckle to yourself. Its of an admirable size for a human, quite hung. He whinces as you grab it, slowly pumping it up and down. He tenses up as you play with his foreskin and head. Your pumps become stronger and faster as he fully hardens. He's gasps you prod a finger into his ass. Soon he's panting and moaning heavily as you milk him from both the inside and out. The boys calls out to his father, but to no avail. In a roar, cum explodes out of the man. This does nothing to stop you from jerking his dick and working his ass while he continues to cum. Jet after jet shoots out onto the floor into a white puddle. Once finished, his breaths are deep gasps for air, recovering from all of this. Your pumps are slow now, before stopping entirely. Standing up, you walking over to the sniffing son. He whimpers as you draw near. Oh, you're going to enjoy this.