New suspensor story -- -Chptr 7

Baseball, orchard apple tree pie, Chevrolet and -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -Dad



As I approached the field 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 undecided threshold to the shower bath elbow room, I almost bumped into him -- -DAD."Dad -- -- what are you doing here ?"“ What—ca n't come see my b o y diddle ball ?"“ Ya, I guess -- -you been here the all game ?"“ Naaa—just rolled in this arcminute -- -the rig is right over there -- -need a lift household ?"Ricky looks over at me and quanders"What about the pizza flatness ?"“ Sorry lil dude—you go on with the rest of the hombre. 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 park, to his rig parked on the side street, I was already nervous about the eventide Im sure I was about to have. I felt like dirt for blowing off Ricky, and saying cypher to the Guy on the squad. Arriving back at the house, mom of form was already at work. I took off my cleats on entering the front doorway, then shucked off my tee shirt. I was still pretty pumped up from the game, and the epic beat down I layed on kail Bird Parker. Dad looked at me for a minute and simply stated"gracious 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 bully. I got ta guide a piss—I 'll foregather 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 elbow room. Dad showed in just a minute of arc, as I sat and pulled of my socks."Might as well loose those baseball gasp too, son -- -would n't wan na get anything on them that would n't wash away out."I just sneered again at him, and shucked my undifferentiated knickers, 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 much what was about to fall out 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 really good for ya"“ Like I said -- -Im 15 now"“ Well, son, I thought the sound age for this horseshit was 18 ?"“ Ya—so you gon na stay home now and disaplin my hairy ass ?"

Dad gives me a Swift back slap to the side, and yanks the cig from my oral cavity. 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 footling rougher now over the last few months, and I feared before retentive, I was going to have to start up 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 dick"Still comtemplating the rhythm down I just delivered to Parker, seems that Karma was beating at the room access, and I was about to get a tasting 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 concentrated dick with my exit hand, and went down on him all the way. It was a big dick, and first-rate thick. His crotch and globe were covered in thick sweaty haircloth, and as I engulfed him, I could smell the stentch coming up from the snap of his ass."Oh that 's right b o y -- -all the way ! You been practicing, huh ?"He places is huge right wing helping hand on the back of my head, and f o r c e s his hawkshaw past my tonsils, into the vertebral column of my pharynx. I start gagging and spitting up on him, and he just swagger me in the back of the head teacher."Take it b o y, take it"He rolled me over on my incline, and begins a relentless pounding of my throat with his monolithic truck driving cock. Already, he 's reaching around, and now probing my sweet musky trap with his midst middle finger."Hmmm, got some pilus up in that lil jock hole too, huh ? hypothesis you are a man now. Guess I 'll just have to set out fucking you like a man"

With that dad raises up above me, yanking his dick out of my oral fissure. He reaches for the nite stand drawer, and fishes out the lubricator -- -which was actually kept there for him. With a recollective squirt, perfectly landing in the cranny of my hairy jockstrap 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 thrust, he enters me with his 10"stopcock, and slams it to the hilt. I let out a scream, but he just pops me upside the head again, muttering"sustain quite ”.

Instantly thrusting in and out of my tite suspensor hole, he 's now holding me down by the spine of my shoulder. shaft after jibe, as I grunt, under my breath, hardly capable to piddle a audio. He rears back now, and grab my by the back of my hairsbreadth, 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 back, and then pushes my knees way back behind my ears. Holding me by my ankles, he continues the relentless buffeting of my Loretta Young hole, slamming my straits into the wall behind me. The elbow grease was dripping now from his overly bushy, and stinkin colliery, as well as from his brow, and down his back. His oculus were bloodshot, with the look of a crazed animate being in them. In a few moments, finally he said"headed for home dental plate now, b o y. Get ready for a flood !"Picking up the stride, dad began to really let go, almost jumping up from the bed on the upstroke, then slamming back down, with full consistency weight, into my now destroyed teenage do it hole. He gargled up a mouthful of snob, then delivered it to my aspect, mixing with my b l o o d y lip that was still dripping down my chin, and bureau.

With just a few more mo of pounding, he finally begins to unload in my ass. I feel the first two shots, as they hit the wall of my bowel, almost with a force play of having been shot. Then, he pulls out, and jackin his pecker, shoot 4 to a greater extent across my face, chest, and belly. He raked his clenched fist across his peter, and slings the remnants of his jizz, and my ass slime across my face, and sheets. In just a moment, from the pressure of the beer, I guess, dad lets go of a knock-down hot stream of his nasty stinkin drunk hand truck driving piss. He unloads forever, soaking me and my bed. As his pee puddles around my pubes, and under my pit, and behind my mind, he offers one more mouthful of snob to my face.

turning around, now, and placing himself in a pooch above me, he commands me lo lick his super hairy ass cranny. He was dirty, sweaty, and smelled like a pig."Eat"was all he said. With two of his first-rate thick fingerbreadth, 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 pecker. Squezzing me with un-relentless pressure, he yanks my hawkshaw like he was trying to pull it off, while yet again, slamming my ass with his digit. It only took a few minutes before I started trembling at my second joint, and heaving so hard in my ventilation I was sure to collapse a rib. Dad did a few more poking into my ass, then jumping off me, and spinning around, he shoved his now dirty oily finger's breadth into my mouthpiece. Standing my peter 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 vein engorged dick, while I shoot rope after rophy of thick athletic supporter jizz into the air, now landing on my abdomen and chest, 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 aspect."God Damm B o y ! Oh God Damm, you have become one OK piece of prime suspensor ass ! ! Damm, you ai n't never made ur ole man get off like that. Do n't live who you been practicing on, but they done taught you good. Daddy 's proud of his lil champion tonight !

I just look up and snarl up at him, thinking if I could toss off him, and get away with it.

Dad reaches for his blue jean, and his filthy tank top, and while getting dressed, says he hated to bed 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 .