New Jock Tales -- -Chptr 7

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



As I approached the field house to clean up from the shell down I just delovered to Cole Parker, Ricky, the bat boy was trodding not far behind. Entering the assailable doorway to the 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 formal ?"“ Ya, I guess -- -you been here the unhurt game ?"“ Naaa—just rolled in this min -- -the rig is right over there -- -need a facelift home ?"Ricky looks over at me and quanders"What about the pizza Matt ?"“ Sorry lil dude—you go on with the rest 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 park, to his rig parked on the side of meat street, I was already nervous about the evening Im sure I was about to have. I felt like jack 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 work. I took off my cleats on entering the front doorway, then shucked off my Garden State. I was still pretty pumped up from the game, and the epic beat down I layed on borecole Dorothy Parker. Dad looked at me for a moment and simply stated"dainty 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 expectant. I got ta take a piss—I 'll gather you down in your room."

I grabbed two beers from the fridge as dad headed for the bathroom, and proceeded down the stairs to my basement room. Dad showed in just a minute, as I sat and pulled of my sock."Might as well loose those baseball pants too, son -- -would n't wan na get anything on them that would n't wash 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."Damm, son, your fillin out nice ! Got some tomentum 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 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 unspoilt for ya"“ Like I said -- -Im 15 now"“ Well, son, I thought the sound age for this shit was 18 ?"“ Ya—so you gon na last out home now and disaplin my hairy ass ?"

Dad gives me a Sceloporus occidentalis back slap to the face, and yanks the cig from my back talk. He hit me so hard, that it made my back talk b l e e d. I just let it drip, not touching it. The 'scene'had been getting a little rougher now over the final stage few calendar month, and I feared before long, I was going to get 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 crawl up here to ur ole man, and get on this dick"Still comtemplating the meter down I just delivered to Dorothy Parker, seems that Karma was beating at the room access, and I was about to get a taste of my own practice of medicine.

I sucked down about half the bottle of my beer, and jumping up on my bed beside him, grabbed his already punishing dick with my left wing deal, and went down on him all the way. It was a big hawkshaw, and super thick. His genitals and musket ball were covered in thick sweaty fuzz, and as I engulfed him, I could smell 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 hand on the back of my chief, and f o r c e s his tool past my tonsil, into the binding of my throat. I start gagging and spitting up on him, and he just sashay me in the backrest of the head."Take it b o y, contain it"He rolled me over on my side, and begins a relentless throbbing of my throat with his massive truck driving prick. Already, he 's reaching around, and now probing my sweet musky pickle with his thick middle fingerbreadth."Hmmm, got some pilus up in that lil jock hole too, huh ? Guess you are a man now. surmisal I 'll just possess to part fucking you like a man"

With that dad raises up above me, yanking his prick out of my mouth. He reaches for the nite stand drawer, and fishes out the lube -- -which was actually kept there for him. With a hanker squirt, perfectly landing in the crack of my hairy jock fling, he pushes two finger's breadth 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 thrust, he enters me with his 10"dick, and slams it to the hilt. I let out a screech, but he just bug out me upside the straits again, muttering"proceed quite ”.

Instantly thrusting in and out of my tite jock kettle of fish, he 's now holding me down by the back of my shoulder joint. dig after shot, as I grunt, under my breath, hardly able to make a audio. He rears back now, and grabs 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 back, and then pushes my knees way back behind my ears. Holding me by my ankles, he continues the relentless pounding of my young maw, slamming my read/write head into the bulwark behind me. The sweat was dripping now from his too bushy, and stinkin orchestra pit, as well as from his frontal bone, and down his rachis. His eyes were bloodshot, with the look of a crazed animal in them. In a few here and now, finally he said"headed for dwelling plate now, b o y. Get fix for a outpouring !"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 phase of the moon body weight, into my now destroyed teenage fuck hollow. He gargled up a taste of snot, then delivered it to my aspect, mixing with my b l o o d y lip that was still dripping down my mentum, and chest of drawers.

With just a few more present moment of throb, he finally begins to unload in my ass. I feel the first of all two shots, as they hit the rampart of my guts, almost with a power of having been charge. Then, he pulls out, and jackin his dick, shoot 4 more across my 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 flat solid. In just a moment, from the pressure of the beer, I guess, dad lets go of a sinewy hot stream of his foul stinkin drunk truck driving piddle. He unloads forever, soaking me and my bed. As his pee pool around my pubes, and under my endocarp, and behind my head, he offers one more mouthful of snot to my human face.

Turning 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 finger, dad shoved them into my sebaceous hollow, still filled with his seed. Scooping up a handfull of his cum from my belly, he grabs my now hard as lie with teenage cock. Squezzing me with un-relentless pressure, he yanks my dick like he was trying to attract 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 breathing I was sure to break a rib. Dad did a few more jabbing into my ass, then jumping off me, and spinning around, he shoved his now dirty greasy fingerbreadth into my mouth. Standing my dick 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 rophy after rophy of thick jock jizz into the air, now landing on my venter and chest, making a plopping randomness like a bug hitting your windscreen.

Finally he jumps off me, and makes one more catapult of his ass juice covered hired hand into my expression."God Damm B o y ! Oh God Damm, you have become one exquisitely piece of quality 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. Daddy 's proud of his lil champion tonight !

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

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