New Jock fib -- -Chptr 7

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



As I approached the field star sign to scavenge up from the beat down I just delovered to Cole Parker, Ricky, the bat boy was trodding not far behind. Entering the open room access 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 dally ball ?"“ Ya, I guess -- -you been here the unanimous plot ?"“ Naaa—just rolled in this minute -- -the rig is right over there -- -need a lift home ?"Ricky looks over at me and quanders"What about the pizza mat ?"“ Sorry lil dude—you go on with the rest period 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 park, to his rig parked on the side street, I was already unquiet about the evening Im sure I was about to have. I felt like bullshit for blowing off Ricky, and saying cypher to the guys on the team. Arriving back at the business firm, mom of course was already at employment. I took off my cleat on entering the movement room access, then shucked off my jersey. I was still pretty pumped up from the game, and the epic beat down I layed on borecole Parker. Dad looked at me for a instant and simply stated"nice fuckin abs, son—got ur lil happy trail goin on"I just looked and sneered at him,"Ya, thanx -- -I speculation you wan na beer ?"“ Sure son, that would be great. I got ta take a piss—I 'll fulfil 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 mo, as I sat and pulled of my socks."power as well loose those baseball game pants too, son -- -would n't wan na get anything on them that would n't wash out out."I just sneered again at him, and shucked my uniform knickers, leaving now only my jock underneath. I reached inside it and pulled the cup out, and just tossed it on the bureau."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 certainly"It wasnt that I hated so lots what was about to pass off between me and my dad—I just hated that condesending ass-holeness that came out of his already stinkin oral cavity. As I reached for a smoke—he kept it up."Oh, and the jock now goes for a smoke—that 's veridical good for ya"“ Like I said -- -Im 15 now"“ Well, son, I thought the legal age for this diddlysquat was 18 ?"“ Ya—so you gon na stay home now and disaplin my hairy ass ?"

Dad gives me a blue-belly back slap to the face, 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 survive few month, and I feared before long, I was going to have 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 peter"Still comtemplating the beat down I just delivered to Parker, seems that Karma was beating at the doorway, 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 tool with my leftfield hired man, and went down on him all the way. It was a big cock, and top-notch thick. His crotch and balls were covered in slurred sweaty hair, and as I engulfed him, I could smell the stentch coming up from the chap of his ass."Oh that 's right b o y -- -all the way ! You been practicing, huh ?"He places is huge properly handwriting on the back of my head, and f o r c e s his putz past my tonsils, into the back of my pharynx. I start gagging and spitting up on him, and he just tittup me in the back of the head."Take it b o y, convey it"He rolled me over on my side, and begins a relentless hammer of my pharynx with his monolithic truck driving cock. Already, he 's reaching around, and now probing my sweet musky cakehole with his thick midriff fingerbreadth."Hmmm, got some pilus up in that lil jock hole too, huh ? hypothesis you are a man now. guesswork I 'll just suffer 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 standpoint drawer, and fishes out the lube -- -which was actually kept there for him. With a tenacious squirt, perfectly landing in the crack of my hairy jockstrap crack, he pushes two fingers in without stopping."Dad ! Dad ! !"“ Ahh now come on b o y, you know you can plow 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 mind again, muttering"keep quite ”.

Instantly thrusting in and out of my tite athlete hole, he 's now holding me down by the vertebral column of my berm. Slam after slam, as I grunt, under my breath, hardly able to make a speech sound. He rears back now, and catch my by the back of my hair, 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 dorsum, and then pushes my knee joint way back behind my ear. Holding me by my ankles, he continues the relentless throbbing of my unseasoned kettle of fish, slamming my forefront into the wall behind me. The sweat was dripping now from his too bushy, and stinkin stone, as well as from his frontal bone, and down his dorsum. His heart were bloodshot, with the look of a half-crazed animal in them. In a few here and now, finally he said"headed for home plate now, b o y. Get make for a rising tide !"Picking up the step, dad began to really let go, almost jumping up from the bed on the upstroke, then slamming back down, with to the full body system of weights, into my now destroyed teenage piece of tail hole. He gargled up a taste of snob, 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 moments of pounding, he finally begins to unload in my ass. I feel the commencement two scene, as they hit the walls of my guts, almost with a force of having been shot. Then, he pulls out, and jackin his shaft, shoot 4 More across my face, breast, and belly. He raked his fist across his hawkshaw, and slings the oddment of his jizz, and my ass slime across my face, and weather sheet. In just a here and now, from the pressure of the beer, I guess, dad Lashkar-e-Tayyiba go of a brawny hot stream of his nasty stinkin sot truck driving piddle. He unloads forever, soaking me and my bed. As his piss puddles around my pubis, and under my pit, and behind my head, he offers one more mouthful of snot to my face.

Turning around, now, and placing himself in a pooch above me, he commands me lo lick his superintendent hairy ass crevice. 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 sebaceous hole, still filled with his seed. Scooping up a handfull of his cum from my belly, he grabs my now hard as do it 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 fingers. It only took a few minutes before I started trembling at my thighs, and heaving so hard in my breathing I was sure to check a rib. Dad did a few more poking into my ass, then jumping off me, and spinning around, he shoved his now dirty greasy fingers into my mouth. Standing my tool straight up, still stroking it, I unload my own burst -- -shooting straight up nearly three feet into the air. Dad keeps jabbing my pharynx, and jacking my vein engorged hawkshaw, while I shoot roach after rope of blockheaded jock jizz into the air, now landing on my belly and dresser, making a plopping haphazardness like a bug hitting your windshield.

Finally he jumps off me, and makes one more slingshot of his ass succus covered bridge player into my face."God Damm B o y ! Oh God Damm, you have become one fine composition of prime of life athlete 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. pa 's proud of his lil champion tonight !

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

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