New Jock taradiddle -- -Chptr 7

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



As I approached the subject field theatre to clean up from the bunk down I just delovered to kale Parker, Ricky, the bat boy was trodding not far behind. Entering the open doorway to the rain 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 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 pie Matt ?"“ Sorry lil dude—you go on with the respite of the hombre. I do n't get to see my dad cept a pair of metre a month -- - got ta jet"

"OK"As I slowly follow my dad across the common, to his rig parked on the face street, I was already nervous about the evening Im sure I was about to have. I felt like shit for blowing off Ricky, and saying nil to the guys on the team. Arriving back at the house, mom of course of study was already at body of work. I took off my cleats on entering the forepart doorway, then shucked off my T-shirt. I was still pretty pumped up from the game, and the epic beat down I layed on Cole Yardbird Parker. Dad looked at me for a moment and simply stated"nice 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 great. I got ta take 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 step to my basement room. Dad showed in just a moment, as I sat and pulled of my socks."might as well loose those baseball bloomers too, son -- -would n't wan na get anything on them that would n't lave 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 chest of drawers."Damm, son, your fillin out dainty ! Got some hair on ur ass, I see"“ Ya, I figured u like that"I threw the bottleful 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 for certain"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 mouth. As I reached for a smoke—he kept it up."Oh, and the jockstrap 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 diddly-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 facial expression, 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 drip, not touching it. The 'scene'had been getting a little rougher now over the cobbler's last few months, and I feared before foresightful, I was going to bear to start fighting back."Well, being as how your all 15 now, I guess we can dispence with the 'soft'hooey, and you can just creep up here to ur ole man, and get on this putz"Still comtemplating the beat down I just delivered to Parker, seems that Karma was beating at the door, and I was about to get a gustation of my own medicine.

I sucked down about half the feeding bottle of my beer, and jumping up on my bed beside him, grabbed his already hard putz with my left hand, and went down on him all the way. It was a big dick, and super thick. His fork and testis were covered in fatheaded sweaty hair, 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 right wing hired man on the back of my head, and f o r c e s his gumshoe past my palatine tonsil, into the back of my throat. I start gagging and spitting up on him, and he just sashay me in the back of the head."Take it b o y, take it"He rolled me over on my English, and begins a persistent pounding of my throat with his monumental truck driving tool. Already, he 's reaching around, and now probing my sweetly musky hole with his midst middle finger."Hmmm, got some hair up in that lil jock hole too, huh ? guessing you are a man now. guess I 'll just have to commence fucking you like a man"

With that dad raises up above me, yanking his dick out of my rima oris. He reaches for the nite point of view drawer, and fishes out the lubricant -- -which was actually kept there for him. With a longsighted squirt, perfectly landing in the crack of my haired athlete fissure, he pushes two digit in without stopping."Dad ! Dad ! !"“ Ahh now come on b o y, you know you can manage it"Then mounting me from behind, and with one thrust, he enters me with his 10"stopcock, and slams it to the hilt. I let out a scream, but he just bolt down me upside the headland again, muttering"keep quite ”.

Instantly thrusting in and out of my tite suspensor hole, he 's now holding me down by the binding of my berm. Slam after barb, as I grunt, under my breathing space, hardly able to arrive at a strait. He rears back now, and grabs my by the back of my fuzz, and holding on, continues slamming my ass like we were making a porno. After about 15 instant, Im totally dazed, and nearly passed out. He flips me on my dorsum, and then energy my genu way back behind my auricle. Holding me by my mortise joint, he continues the relentless pounding of my young hole, slamming my top dog into the wall behind me. The sweat was dripping now from his too bushy, and stinkin pits, as well as from his forehead, and down his cover. His centre were bloodshot, with the aspect of a madden animal in them. In a few instant, finally he said"headed for family plate now, b o y. Get ready for a flood !"Picking up the pace, dad began to really let go, almost jumping up from the bed on the upstroke, then slamming back down, with fully body weight, into my now destroyed teenage bonk hollow. He gargled up a mouthful of snot, then delivered it to my cheek, mixing with my b l o o d y lip that was still dripping down my Kuki, and chest.

With just a few Thomas More moments of pounding, he finally begins to discharge in my ass. I feel the number 1 two shots, as they hit the walls of my guts, almost with a military unit of having been scoot. Then, he pulls out, and jackin his gumshoe, shoot 4 more than across my human face, chest, and belly. He raked his fist across his cock, and slings the end of his jizz, and my ass slime across my face, and sheets. In just a instant, from the press of the beer, I guess, dad lets go of a sinewy hot stream of his nasty stinkin sot truck driving weewee. He unloads forever, soaking me and my bed. As his piss pool around my loins, and under my Hell, and behind my head, he offers one more mouthful of snoot to my face.

turn around, now, and placing himself in a doggy above me, he commands me lo lick his super hairy ass offer. He was dirty, sweaty, and smelled like a pig."Eat"was all he said. With two of his A-one thick finger, dad shoved them into my oily yap, still filled with his germ. Scooping up a handfull of his cum from my belly, he grabs my now hard as screwing teenage cock. Squezzing me with un-relentless 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 second joint, and heaving so hard in my breathing I was sure as shooting to crack 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 sass. Standing my shaft straight up, still stroking it, I unload my own volley -- -shooting straight up nearly three feet into the air. Dad keeps jabbing my throat, and jacking my nervure engorged dick, while I shoot rope after R-2 of thick jock jizz into the air, now landing on my stomach and breast, making a plopping racket like a bug hitting your windshield.

Finally he jumps off me, and makes one more sling of his ass juice covered hand into my case."God Damm B o y ! Oh God Damm, you have become one delicately piece of bloom jockstrap 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 good. Daddy 's proud of his lil champ tonight !

I just look up and embrangle at him, thinking if I could bolt down him, and get away with it.

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