New athletic supporter tarradiddle -- -Chptr 7

baseball game, orchard apple tree pie, Chevrolet and -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -Dad



As I approached the line of business house to clean up from the beat down I just delovered to Cole Parker, Ricky, the bat boy was trodding not far behind. Entering the spread room access to the exhibitor room, I almost bumped into him -- -DAD."Dad -- -- what are you doing here ?"“ What—ca n't come see my b o y play ball ?"“ Ya, I guess -- -you been here the whole game ?"“ Naaa—just rolled in this bit -- -the rig is properly over there -- -need a lift home ?"Ricky looks over at me and quanders"What about the pizza pie Matt ?"“ Sorry lil dude—you go on with the rest of the guys. I do n't get to see my dad cept a twain of times a month -- - got ta jet"

"OK"As I slowly follow my dad across the park, to his rig parked on the side of meat street, I was already nervous about the evening Im sure I was about to get. I felt like shit for blowing off Ricky, and saying cypher to the guys on the team. Arriving back at the household, mom of grade was already at oeuvre. I took off my cleat on entering the social movement doorway, then shucked off my Garden State. I was still pretty pumped up from the game, and the epic beat down I layed on Cole Parker. Dad looked at me for a moment and simply stated"prissy fuckin abs, son—got ur lil happy track goin on"I just looked and sneered at him,"Ya, thanx -- -I guess you wan na beer ?"“ Sure son, that would be big. I got ta take a piss—I 'll fulfil you down in your room."

I grabbed two beers from the fridge as dad headed for the can, and proceeded down the stairs to my basement room. Dad showed in just a minute of arc, as I sat and pulled of my socks."Might as well loose those baseball pants too, son -- -would n't wan na get anything on them that would n't wash out."I just sneered again at him, and shucked my uniform pants, 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 skillful ! Got some tomentum 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 indisputable"It wasnt that I hated so much what was about to bump between me and my dad—I just hated that condesending ass-holeness that came out of his already stinkin mouth. As I reached for a smoke—he kept it up."Oh, and the jock now goes for a smoke—that 's real thoroughly for ya"“ Like I said -- -Im 15 now"“ Well, son, I thought the legal age for this darn was 18 ?"“ Ya—so you gon na ride out home now and disaplin my hairy ass ?"

Dad gives me a western fence lizard back slap to the face, and yanks the cig from my mouth. He hit me so hard, that it made my backtalk b l e e d. I just let it drop, not touching it. The 'scene'had been getting a little rougher now over the last few calendar month, and I feared before long, I was going to have to start fighting back."Well, being as how your all 15 now, I guess we can dispence with the 'soft'stuff, and you can just grovel up here to ur ole man, and get on this hawkshaw"Still comtemplating the round down I just delivered to Parker, seems that Karma was beating at the threshold, and I was about to get a perceptiveness of my own medicament.

I sucked down about half the bottle of my beer, and jumping up on my bed beside him, grabbed his already surd dick with my left helping hand, and went down on him all the way. It was a big gumshoe, and tops thick. His crotch and balls were covered in thick sweaty hairsbreadth, and as I engulfed him, I could smell the stentch coming up from the crack of his ass."Oh that 's right b o y -- -all the way ! You been practicing, huh ?"He places is vast flop paw on the backrest of my head, and f o r c e s his dick past my tonsils, into the rear of my throat. I start gagging and spitting up on him, and he just cocks me in the rear of the headway."Take it b o y, take it"He rolled me over on my side, and begins a relentless hammer of my pharynx with his massive hand truck driving cock. Already, he 's reaching around, and now probing my sweet musky hole with his thick middle finger."Hmmm, got some hair up in that lil supporter hole too, huh ? hypothesis you are a man now. guess I 'll just have to start fucking you like a man"

With that dad raises up above me, yanking his gumshoe out of my sassing. He reaches for the nite stand drawer, and fishes out the lubricator -- -which was actually kept there for him. With a long squirt, perfectly landing in the crack of my hairy jock crack, he pushes two finger's breadth 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 knife thrust, he enters me with his 10"cock, and slams it to the hilt. I let out a scream, but he just bug out me upside the top dog 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 shoulder. dig after gibe, as I grunt, under my breather, hardly able to make a sound. He rears back now, and grabs my by the binding of my hair, and holding on, continues slamming my ass like we were making a porn. After about 15 minutes, Im totally dazed, and nearly passed out. He flips me on my cover, and then energy my knees way back behind my capitulum. Holding me by my ankle joint, he continues the relentless hammering of my young hollow, slamming my head into the paries behind me. The sweat was dripping now from his to a fault bushy, and stinkin pits, as well as from his forehead, and down his backrest. His center were bloodshot, with the look of a deranged animal in them. In a few moments, finally he said"headed for home plate now, b o y. Get fix for a flood !"Picking up the rate, dad began to really let go, almost jumping up from the bed on the upstroke, then slamming back down, with full body exercising weight, into my now destroyed teenage get it on 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 chin, and dresser.

With just a few to a greater extent moments of pounding, he finally begins to drop in my ass. I feel the first two gibe, as they hit the walls of my guts, almost with a force of having been shot. Then, he pulls out, and jackin his dick, shoot 4 Sir Thomas More across my face, chest of drawers, and belly. He raked his clenched fist across his gumshoe, and slings the leftover of his jizz, and my ass slime across my human face, and canvass. In just a moment, from the pressing of the beer, I guess, dad let go of a potent hot current of his nasty stinkin sot truck driving piss. He unloads forever, soaking me and my bed. As his peeing puddles around my loins, and under my stone pit, and behind my head, he offers one Sir Thomas More mouthful of snot to my face.

Turning around, now, and placing himself in a doggy above me, he commands me lo bat his super hairy ass crack. He was dirty, sweaty, and smelled like a pig."Eat"was all he said. With two of his super thick fingerbreadth, dad shoved them into my greasy hollow, still filled with his seed. Scooping up a handfull of his cum from my belly, he grabs my now hard as have it off teenage prick. Squezzing me with un-relentless force per unit area, he yanks my putz like he was trying to pull it off, while yet again, slamming my ass with his fingers. It only took a few minutes before I started trembling at my second joint, and heaving so hard in my respiration I was sure to crack a rib. Dad did a few Thomas More dig into my ass, then jumping off me, and spinning around, he shoved his now dirty greasy digit into my sass. Standing my dick straight up, still stroking it, I unload my own burst -- -shooting straight up nearly three feet into the air. Dad keeps jabbing my throat, and jacking my vein engorged dick, while I shoot rope after rophy of thick jockstrap jizz into the air, now landing on my belly and chest, making a plunk noise like a bug hitting your windscreen.

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

I just front up and snarl at him, thinking if I could vote out him, and get away with it.

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