New athlete taradiddle -- -Chptr 7

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



As I approached the orbit house to clean up from the beat down I just delovered to Cole Charles Christopher Parker, Ricky, the bat boy was trodding not far behind. Entering the outdoors doorway 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 wreak ball ?"“ Ya, I guess -- -you been here the whole secret plan ?"“ Naaa—just rolled in this minute -- -the rig is rightfield over there -- -need a rise home base ?"Ricky looks over at me and quanders"What about the pizza lusterlessness ?"“ Sorry lil dude—you go on with the ease of the bozo. I do n't get to see my dad cept a couple of times a calendar month -- - got ta jet"

"OK"As I slowly follow my dad across the parkland, to his rig parked on the side street, I was already nervous about the evening Im sure I was about to have. I felt like dump for blowing off Ricky, and saying nothing to the guy wire on the team. Arriving back at the theatre, mom of course was already at oeuvre. I took off my cleats on entering the presence doorway, then shucked off my T-shirt. I was still pretty pumped up from the biz, and the epic beat down I layed on Cole Bird Parker. Dad looked at me for a instant and simply stated"nice fuckin abs, son—got ur lil happy track goin on"I just looked and sneered at him,"Ya, thanx -- -I supposition you wan na beer ?"“ Sure son, that would be outstanding. I got ta take a piss—I 'll meet you down in your room."

I grabbed two beers from the electric refrigerator as dad headed for the bathroom, and proceeded down the stair to my cellar elbow room. Dad showed in just a minute of arc, as I sat and pulled of my socks."Might as well loose those baseball drawers too, son -- -would n't wan na get anything on them that would n't launder out."I just sneered again at him, and shucked my uniform pants, leaving now only my athletic supporter underneath. I reached inside it and pulled the cup out, and just tossed it on the dresser."Damm, son, your fillin out overnice ! Got some tomentum on ur ass, I see"“ Ya, I figured u like that"I threw the feeding 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"It wasnt that I hated so a great 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 mouth. As I reached for a smoke—he kept it up."Oh, and the jock 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 face, and yanks the cig from my mouth. He hit me so hard, that it made my oral cavity b l e e d. I just let it dribble, not touching it. The 'scene'had been getting a fiddling rougher now over the close few months, and I feared before long, I was going to have to jump fighting back."Well, being as how your all 15 now, I guess we can dispence with the 'soft'hooey, and you can just crawl up here to ur ole man, and get on this putz"Still comtemplating the beat down I just delivered to Dorothy Parker, seems that Karma was beating at the doorway, and I was about to get a taste of my own music.

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, and went down on him all the way. It was a big pecker, and super midst. His crotch and balls were covered in duncical sweaty hair, and as I engulfed him, I could smack the stentch coming up from the fling of his ass."Oh that 's right b o y -- -all the way ! You been practicing, huh ?"He places is huge right deal on the rachis of my head, and f o r c e s his dick past my tonsils, into the binding of my pharynx. I start gagging and spitting up on him, and he just prance me in the back of the straits."Take it b o y, acquire it"He rolled me over on my slope, and begins a relentless hammering of my throat with his monolithic truck driving cock. Already, he 's reaching around, and now probing my Sweet musky hole with his thick middle finger."Hmmm, got some hair's-breadth up in that lil jockstrap fix too, huh ? guess you are a man now. guessing I 'll just accept to bug out fucking you like a man"

With that dad raises up above me, yanking his dick out of my mouth. He reaches for the nite stall drawer, and fishes out the lube -- -which was actually kept there for him. With a long spirt, perfectly landing in the fissure of my hairy jock crack, he pushes two digit in without stopping."Dad ! Dad ! !"“ Ahh now come on b o y, you know you can cover it"Then mounting me from behind, and with one jab, 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 psyche again, muttering"keep quite ”.

Instantly thrusting in and out of my tite jockstrap pickle, he 's now holding me down by the spine of my shoulder. barb after shaft, as I grunt, under my breather, hardly able to establish a sound. He rears back now, and take hold of my by the cover of my fuzz, and holding on, continues slamming my ass like we were making a porno. After about 15 minutes, Im totally dazed, and nearly passed out. He flips me on my back, and then pushes my knee way back behind my ears. Holding me by my ankles, he continues the relentless pounding of my young kettle of fish, slamming my head into the rampart behind me. The travail was dripping now from his to a fault bushy, and stinkin pitfall, as well as from his forehead, and down his rachis. His optic were bloodshot, with the looking at of a madden animal in them. In a few moments, finally he said"headed for home plate now, b o y. Get prepare for a floodlight !"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 weight, into my now destroyed teenage have a go at it muddle. He gargled up a taste 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 chest.

With just a few more second of pounding, he finally begins to unlade in my ass. I feel the first gear two shots, as they hit the walls of my catgut, almost with a personnel of having been shot. Then, he pulls out, and jackin his dick, shoot 4 more across my face, chest, and belly. He raked his fist across his peter, and slings the remnant of his jizz, and my ass slime across my face, and sheets. In just a consequence, from the press of the beer, I guess, dad Army of the Righteous go of a powerful hot flow of his nasty stinkin wino truck driving weewee. He unloads forever, soaking me and my bed. As his piss puddles around my pubes, and under my pits, and behind my oral sex, he offers one more than mouthful of snob to my face.

Turning around, now, and placing himself in a pooch above me, he commands me lo lick his superintendent hairy ass crack. He was dirty, sweaty, and smelled like a pig."Eat"was all he said. With two of his super thick finger, dad shoved them into my greasy hole, still filled with his seed. Scooping up a handfull of his cum from my belly, he grabs my now hard as fuck teenage cock. Squezzing me with un-relentless pressure, he yanks my dick like he was trying to pull 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 external respiration I was for sure to break up a rib. Dad did a few more poking into my ass, then jumping off me, and spinning around, he shoved his now dirty oleaginous finger into my mouth. Standing my gumshoe straight up, still stroking it, I unload my own volley -- -shooting straight up nearly three foot into the air. Dad keeps jabbing my throat, and jacking my vein engorged prick, while I shoot rope after rope of thick athlete jizz into the air, now landing on my stomach and chest, making a plop racket like a bug hitting your windshield.

Finally he jumps off me, and makes one more sling of his ass juice covered script into my nerve."God Damm B o y ! Oh God Damm, you have become one all right musical composition of meridian jock ass ! ! Damm, you ai n't never made ur ole man get off like that. Do n't have sex who you been practicing on, but they done taught you good. Daddy 's proud of his lil champ tonight !

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

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