New Jock Tales -- -Chptr 7

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



As I approached the field household to clean up from the beat down I just delovered to borecole Parker, Ricky, the bat boy was trodding not far behind. Entering the open doorway to the shower bath way, I almost bumped into him -- -DAD."Dad -- -- what are you doing here ?"“ What—ca n't come see my b o y work ball ?"“ Ya, I guess -- -you been here the totally game ?"“ Naaa—just rolled in this moment -- -the rig is right over there -- -need a lift abode ?"Ricky looks over at me and quanders"What about the pizza Matt ?"“ Sorry lil dude—you go on with the rest of the Guy. I do n't get to see my dad cept a couple of times a month -- - got ta jet"

"OK"As I slowly follow my dad across the green, to his rig parked on the side street, I was already skittish about the even Im sure I was about to have. I felt like diddlysquat for blowing off Ricky, and saying nothing to the guys 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 New Jersey. I was still pretty pumped up from the game, and the epic poem beat down I layed on colewort Parker. Dad looked at me for a moment and simply stated"dainty fuckin abs, son—got ur lil happy trail goin on"I just looked and sneered at him,"Ya, thanx -- -I guess you wan na beer ?"“ Sure son, that would be nifty. I got ta lease a piss—I 'll come across you down in your room."

I grabbed two beers from the electric refrigerator 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 windsock."Might as well loose those baseball game pants too, son -- -would n't wan na get anything on them that would n't lap 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 nice ! Got some hair 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 a good deal what was about to happen between me and my dad—I just hated that condesending ass-holeness that came out of his already stinkin mouthpiece. As I reached for a smoke—he kept it up."Oh, and the supporter now goes for a smoke—that 's real good for ya"“ Like I said -- -Im 15 now"“ Well, son, I thought the legal age for this shit was 18 ?"“ Ya—so you gon na stay home now and disaplin my hairy ass ?"

Dad gives me a swift back slap to the human face, and yanks the cig from my backtalk. He hit me so hard, that it made my back talk b l e e d. I just let it dribble, not touching it. The 'scene'had been getting a piffling rougher now over the survive few months, and I feared before long, I was going to give to set off fighting back."Well, being as how your all 15 now, I guess we can dispence with the 'soft'poppycock, and you can just crawl up here to ur ole man, and get on this pecker"Still comtemplating the beat down I just delivered to Dorothy Parker, seems that Karma was beating at the door, and I was about to get a taste perception of my own medicine.

I sucked down about half the bottleful of my beer, and jumping up on my bed beside him, grabbed his already intemperately cock with my left bridge player, and went down on him all the way. It was a big dick, and super thick. His crotch and orb were covered in stocky sweaty fuzz, and as I engulfed him, I could reek 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 huge powerful hand on the back of my head word, and f o r c e s his dick past my tonsil, into the rear of my pharynx. I start gagging and spitting up on him, and he just cocks me in the backbone of the fountainhead."Take it b o y, take it"He rolled me over on my side, and begins a stern pound of my throat with his massive truck driving pecker. Already, he 's reaching around, and now probing my sugared musky hole with his thick middle digit."Hmmm, got some haircloth up in that lil jock hole too, huh ? Guess you are a man now. Guess I 'll just have to pop out fucking you like a man"

With that dad raises up above me, yanking his dick out of my sass. He reaches for the nite stand drawer, and fishes out the lube -- -which was actually kept there for him. With a long squirt, perfectly landing in the crack of my hairy jock crack, 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 drink down 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. Slam after slam, as I grunt, under my breath, hardly able-bodied to produce a speech sound. He rears back now, and snaffle my by the backbone 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 vertebral column, and then button my human knee way back behind my spike. Holding me by my ankle joint, he continues the relentless pound of my Whitney Moore Young Jr. hole, slamming my head into the wall behind me. The sweat was dripping now from his overly bushy, and stinkin perdition, as well as from his forehead, and down his rear. His eyes were bloodshot, with the look of a deranged animal in them. In a few moments, finally he said"headed for place plateful now, b o y. Get ready for a deluge !"Picking up the pace, dad began to really let go, almost jumping up from the bed on the upstroke, then slamming back down, with full body free weight, into my now destroyed teenage sleep with hole. He gargled up a taste of snot, then delivered it to my cheek, mixing with my b l o o d y lip that was still dripping down my chin, and chest.

With just a few More moments of buffeting, he finally begins to drop in my ass. I feel the firstly two shots, as they hit the walls of my guts, almost with a force of having been film. Then, he pulls out, and jackin his dick, shoot 4 more across my aspect, chest, and belly. He raked his fist across his pecker, and slings the remainder of his jizz, and my ass slime across my face, and flat solid. In just a second, from the atmospheric pressure of the beer, I guess, dad lets go of a mightily hot watercourse of his nasty stinkin sot truck driving piss. He unloads forever, soaking me and my bed. As his piddle puddles around my pubes, and under my nether region, and behind my oral sex, he offers one More mouthful of prig to my face.

Turning around, now, and placing himself in a doggy above me, he commands me lo lick his superintendent hairy ass quip. He was ill-gotten, sweaty, and smelled like a pig."Eat"was all he said. With two of his crack thick fingers, dad shoved them into my oleaginous maw, still filled with his source. Scooping up a handfull of his cum from my belly, he grabs my now hard as fuck teenage cock. Squezzing me with un-relentless air pressure, he yanks my tool 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 thighs, and heaving so hard in my breathing I was sure enough to crack a rib. Dad did a few Sir Thomas More thrust into my ass, then jumping off me, and spinning around, he shoved his now dirty greasy fingerbreadth into my backtalk. Standing my dick straight up, still stroking it, I unload my own burst -- -shooting straight up nearly three human foot into the air. Dad keeps jabbing my pharynx, and jacking my vein engorged dick, while I shoot rope after rope of thick jock jizz into the air, now landing on my belly and thorax, making a plopping 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 fine piece of prime supporter 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 in force. dad 's proud of his lil title-holder tonight !

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

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