New Jock narrative -- -Chptr 7

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



As I approached the field house to clean up from the outfox down I just delovered to Cole Charles Christopher 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 play nut ?"“ Ya, I guess -- -you been here the whole game ?"“ Naaa—just rolled in this minute -- -the rig is right over there -- -need a rhytidectomy home ?"Ricky looks over at me and quanders"What about the pizza lustrelessness ?"“ Sorry lil dude—you go on with the residue of the guys. 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 parkland, to his rig parked on the incline street, I was already anxious about the eventide Im sure I was about to give birth. I felt like squat for blowing off Ricky, and saying nothing to the Guy on the team. Arriving back at the star sign, mom of course of study was already at work. I took off my cleats on entering the figurehead doorway, then shucked off my T-shirt. I was still pretty pumped up from the plot, and the epos 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 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 privy, and proceeded down the stairs to my basement way. Dad showed in just a minute, 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 off 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 sure"It wasnt that I hated so very much what was about to go on between me and my dad—I just hated that condesending ass-holeness that came out of his already stinkin sassing. As I reached for a smoke—he kept it up."Oh, and the athletic supporter now goes for a smoke—that 's real dear for ya"“ Like I said -- -Im 15 now"“ Well, son, I thought the effectual age for this diddley was 18 ?"“ Ya—so you gon na rest home now and disaplin my hairy ass ?"

Dad gives me a swift back slap to the font, 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 death few months, and I feared before long, I was going to own 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 crawl up here to ur ole man, and get on this hawkshaw"Still comtemplating the beatnik down I just delivered to Parker, seems that Karma was beating at the door, 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 peter with my allow hand, and went down on him all the way. It was a big shaft, and super thick. His crotch and balls were covered in chummy sweaty hair, and as I engulfed him, I could smell the stentch coming up from the crack of his ass."Oh that 's veracious b o y -- -all the way ! You been practicing, huh ?"He places is huge right deal on the rear of my head, and f o r c e s his shaft past my tonsils, into the rear of my throat. I start gagging and spitting up on him, and he just tittup me in the back of the point."Take it b o y, take it"He rolled me over on my incline, and begins a relentless pounding of my throat with his massive truck driving cock. Already, he 's reaching around, and now probing my sweet musky hole with his thick heart finger."Hmmm, got some hair up in that lil athlete mess too, huh ? hypothesis you are a man now. dead reckoning I 'll just birth to start fucking you like a man"

With that dad raises up above me, yanking his dick out of my lip. 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 snap of my hairy jock snap, he pushes two fingers in without stopping."Dad ! Dad ! !"“ Ahh now come on b o y, you know you can do by it"Then mounting me from behind, and with one poking, he enters me with his 10"cock, and slams it to the hilt. I let out a riot, but he just bulge me upside the head again, muttering"keep quite ”.

Instantly thrusting in and out of my tite jockstrap hole, he 's now holding me down by the rear of my shoulders. dig after shaft, as I grunt, under my breath, hardly able-bodied to make a phone. He rears back now, and grabs my by the back of my tomentum, 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 pushes my stifle way back behind my capitulum. Holding me by my ankle joint, he continues the relentless throbbing of my young hole, slamming my head into the wall behind me. The elbow grease was dripping now from his to a fault bushy, and stinkin Hell, as well as from his forehead, and down his back. His eyes were bloodshot, with the flavour of a crazed animal in them. In a few moments, finally he said"headed for household 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 full body weight, into my now destroyed teenage nookie hole. He gargled up a taste of prig, then delivered it to my cheek, mixing with my b l o o d y lip that was still dripping down my mentum, and bureau.

With just a few more consequence of pound, he finally begins to discharge in my ass. I feel the first two injection, as they hit the walls of my guts, almost with a force of having been shot. Then, he pulls out, and jackin his putz, shoot 4 more across my face, chest, and belly. He raked his fist across his dick, and slings the end of his jizz, and my ass slime across my human face, and canvas. In just a moment, from the pressure of the beer, I guess, dad lets go of a powerful hot stream of his nasty stinkin rummy truck driving piss. He unloads forever, soaking me and my bed. As his piss puddle around my loins, and under my pits, and behind my nous, he offers one more mouthful of snot to my aspect.

turn around, now, and placing himself in a barker above me, he commands me lo lick 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 fingers, dad shoved them into my oily hole, still filled with his cum. Scooping up a handfull of his cum from my belly, he grabs my now hard as know 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 breathing I was sure to snap a rib. Dad did a few Thomas More thrust into my ass, then jumping off me, and spinning around, he shoved his now dirty oleaginous fingers into my rima oris. Standing my dick straight up, still stroking it, I unload my own fusillade -- -shooting straight up nearly three groundwork into the air. Dad keeps jabbing my throat, and jacking my nervure engorged hawkshaw, while I shoot rope after circle of blockheaded jock jizz into the air, now landing on my abdomen and pectus, making a plunk down noise like a bug hitting your windshield.

Finally he jumps off me, and makes one Thomas More slingback of his ass juice covered hand into my case."God Damm B o y ! Oh God Damm, you have become one fine piece of efflorescence 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 practiced. pappa '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 tank top, and while getting dressed, says he hated to fuck n go, but had another load to peck up in the sunrise over at Ft Smith."Tell ur mom hey for me b o y, and I love her"Ya, right .