New Jock Tales -- -Chptr 7

Baseball, Apple pie, Chevrolet and -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -Dad



As I approached the battlefield house to clean up from the work over down I just delovered to Brassica oleracea acephala Parker, Ricky, the bat boy was trodding not far behind. Entering the undetermined doorway to the shower room, I almost bumped into him -- -DAD."Dad -- -- what are you doing here ?"“ What—ca n't come see my b o y play musket ball ?"“ Ya, I guess -- -you been here the whole game ?"“ Naaa—just rolled in this bit -- -the rig is right over there -- -need a lift home ?"Ricky looks over at me and quanders"What about the pizza mat ?"“ Sorry lil dude—you go on with the rest of the guy wire. I do n't get to see my dad cept a couple of fourth dimension a month -- - got ta jet"

"OK"As I slowly follow my dad across the park, to his rig parked on the side street, I was already aflutter about the evening Im sure I was about to have. I felt like shit for blowing off Ricky, and saying nothing to the guy rope on the team. Arriving back at the house, mom of course was already at work. I took off my cleats on entering the front doorway, then shucked off my jersey. I was still pretty pumped up from the secret plan, and the epos beat down I layed on cole Charlie Parker. Dad looked at me for a present moment and simply stated"nice fuckin abs, son—got ur lil happy lead goin on"I just looked and sneered at him,"Ya, thanx -- -I dead reckoning you wan na beer ?"“ Sure son, that would be great. I got ta necessitate a piss—I 'll meet you down in your room."

I grabbed two beers from the fridge as dad headed for the bathroom, and proceeded down the stairs to my basement room. Dad showed in just a minute, as I sat and pulled of my socks."Might as well loose those baseball game pants too, son -- -would n't wan na get anything on them that would n't wash out out."I just sneered again at him, and shucked my uniform trouser, leaving now only my jock underneath. I reached inside it and pulled the cup out, and just tossed it on the dresser."Damm, son, your fillin out prissy ! Got some haircloth on ur ass, I see"“ Ya, I figured u like that"I threw the bottle of beer at him, now reclined on my bed. As I popped the cap on my own, dad remarked"Oh—so the b o y is all grown up and drinkin too, huh ?"“ Im 15 now dad"“ Oh ya—your a man, for sure enough"It wasnt that I hated so practically what was about to happen between me and my dad—I just hated that condesending ass-holeness that came out of his already stinkin sass. As I reached for a smoke—he kept it up."Oh, and the supporter now goes for a smoke—that 's literal skilful for ya"“ Like I said -- -Im 15 now"“ Well, son, I thought the effectual age for this jack was 18 ?"“ Ya—so you gon na stay home now and disaplin my hairy ass ?"

Dad gives me a Jonathan Swift back smacking to the grimace, and yanks the cig from my mouth. He hit me so hard, that it made my mouth b l e e d. I just let it dribble, not touching it. The 'scene'had been getting a little rougher now over the last few months, and I feared before long, I was going to have to pop fighting back."Well, being as how your all 15 now, I guess we can dispence with the 'soft'stuff, and you can just fawn up here to ur ole man, and get on this dick"Still comtemplating the musical rhythm down I just delivered to Parker, seems that Karma was beating at the doorway, and I was about to get a taste of my own medicine.

I sucked down about half the bottle of my beer, and jumping up on my bed beside him, grabbed his already hard dick with my left-hand manus, and went down on him all the way. It was a big dick, and super thick. His fork and balls were covered in duncish sweaty hair, and as I engulfed him, I could sense the stentch coming up from the crack of his ass."Oh that 's rightfulness b o y -- -all the way ! You been practicing, huh ?"He places is immense right manus on the back of my head, and f o r c e s his gumshoe past my tonsils, into the back of my throat. I start gagging and spitting up on him, and he just cocks me in the binding of the principal."Take it b o y, take it"He rolled me over on my side, and begins a unappeasable pound of my throat with his massive truck driving cock. Already, he 's reaching around, and now probing my sweet musky hollow with his thick middle fingerbreadth."Hmmm, got some hair up in that lil jockstrap hole too, huh ? Guess you are a man now. Guess I 'll just have to embark on fucking you like a man"

With that dad raises up above me, yanking his putz out of my backtalk. He reaches for the nite tie-up drawer, and fishes out the lube -- -which was actually kept there for him. With a prospicient squirt, perfectly landing in the crack of my hirsute suspensor fling, he pushes two fingers in without stopping."Dad ! Dad ! !"“ Ahh now come on b o y, you know you can handle it"Then mounting me from behind, and with one thrust, he enters me with his 10"cock, and slams it to the hilt. I let out a scream, but he just pops me upside the head again, muttering"keep quite ”.

Instantly thrusting in and out of my tite jock hole, he 's now holding me down by the back of my shoulders. jibe after slam, as I grunt, under my breath, hardly able to form a sound. He rears back now, and grab my by the back of my hair, and holding on, continues slamming my ass like we were making a pornography. After about 15 minutes, Im totally dazed, and nearly passed out. He flips me on my back, and then thrust my genu way back behind my auricle. Holding me by my mortise joint, he continues the relentless pounding of my young hole, slamming my head into the paries behind me. The sweat was dripping now from his too bushy, and stinkin perdition, as well as from his frontal bone, and down his backbone. His centre were bloodshot, with the look of a crazed animate being in them. In a few minute, finally he said"headed for home base plate now, b o y. Get ready for a flood lamp !"Picking up the step, dad began to really let go, almost jumping up from the bed on the upstroke, then slamming back down, with wide-cut body free weight, into my now destroyed teenage fuck hole. He gargled up a mouthful of snot, then delivered it to my face, mixing with my b l o o d y lip that was still dripping down my Kuki, and pectus.

With just a few more bit of pounding, he finally begins to drop off in my ass. I feel the first two shots, as they hit the rampart of my guts, almost with a force of having been flash. Then, he pulls out, and jackin his pecker, shoot 4 more across my side, chest, and belly. He raked his fist across his dick, and slings the remnant of his jizz, and my ass goop across my face, and shroud. In just a instant, from the pressure of the beer, I guess, dad LET go of a right hot flow of his tight stinkin sot truck driving piss. He unloads forever, soaking me and my bed. As his weewee puddles around my pubic region, and under my infernal region, and behind my read/write head, he offers one Sir Thomas More mouthful of prig to my face.

Turning around, now, and placing himself in a doggy above me, he commands me lo lick his super hairy ass crevice. He was soiled, sweaty, and smelled like a pig."Eat"was all he said. With two of his super thick fingers, dad shoved them into my oleaginous hole, still filled with his seed. Scooping up a handfull of his cum from my belly, he grabs my now hard as fuck teenage shaft. Squezzing me with un-relentless pressure, he yanks my cock like he was trying to deplumate it off, while yet again, slamming my ass with his finger's breadth. It only took a few minutes before I started trembling at my thighs, and heaving so hard in my breathing I was for certain to crock up a rib. Dad did a few More jabs into my ass, then jumping off me, and spinning around, he shoved his now dirty greasy fingers into my oral cavity. Standing my dick straight up, still stroking it, I unload my own volley -- -shooting straight up nearly three feet into the air. Dad keeps jabbing my pharynx, and jacking my vein engorged tool, while I shoot R-2 after forget me drug of deep jock jizz into the air, now landing on my belly and pectus, making a flump noise like a bug hitting your windshield.

Finally he jumps off me, and makes one more sling of his ass juice covered hand into my face."God Damm B o y ! Oh God Damm, you have become one ok piece of quality jock ass ! ! Damm, you ai n't never made ur ole man get off like that. Do n't know who you been practicing on, but they done taught you upright. dad 's proud of his lil champ tonight !

I just look up and snarl at him, thinking if I could kill him, and get away with it.

Dad reaches for his jeans, and his filthy storage tank top, and while getting dressed, says he hated to fuck n go, but had another load to plunk up in the morning over at Ft smith."Tell ur mom hey for me b o y, and I love her"Ya, right .