New suspensor Tales -- -Chptr 7

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



As I approached the field house to clean up from the cadence down I just delovered to Brassica oleracea acephala Parker, Ricky, the bat boy was trodding not far behind. Entering the open air doorway to the exhibitioner room, I almost bumped into him -- -DAD."Dad -- -- what are you doing here ?"“ What—ca n't come see my b o y playact ball ?"“ Ya, I guess -- -you been here the whole biz ?"“ Naaa—just rolled in this minute -- -the rig is mighty over there -- -need a lift 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 span of sentence a month -- - got ta jet"

"OK"As I slowly follow my dad across the green, 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 shit for blowing off Ricky, and saying nothing to the guys on the squad. Arriving back at the family, mom of course was already at work. I took off my cleats on entering the front threshold, then shucked off my jersey. I was still pretty pumped up from the game, and the epic beat down I layed on Cole Bird Parker. Dad looked at me for a moment and simply stated"gracious fuckin abs, son—got ur lil happy trail goin on"I just looked and sneered at him,"Ya, thanx -- -I surmisal you wan na beer ?"“ Sure son, that would be great. I got ta aim 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 cellar room. Dad showed in just a moment, as I sat and pulled of my socks."Might as well loose those baseball pant 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 athlete 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 whisker 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 sure"It wasnt that I hated so often 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 practiced for ya"“ Like I said -- -Im 15 now"“ wellspring, son, I thought the sound age for this horseshit was 18 ?"“ Ya—so you gon na stay on home now and disaplin my hairy ass ?"

Dad gives me a Swift back slap to the side, and yanks the cig from my mouth. He hit me so hard, that it made my oral fissure b l e e d. I just let it dribble, not touching it. The 'scene'had been getting a small rougher now over the last few calendar month, and I feared before farsighted, I was going to have to start out 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 pulse down I just delivered to Bird Parker, seems that Karma was beating at the door, and I was about to get a perceptiveness of my own music.

I sucked down about half the bottle of my beer, and jumping up on my bed beside him, grabbed his already hard dick with my left field hand, and went down on him all the way. It was a big dick, and first-rate thick. His genitals and ball were covered in boneheaded sweaty hair, and as I engulfed him, I could sense 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 compensate hand on the back of my nous, and f o r c e s his putz past my tonsilla, into the back of my pharynx. I start gagging and spitting up on him, and he just cocks me in the book binding of the top dog."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 fix with his thick middle digit."Hmmm, got some hair up in that lil jock hole too, huh ? Guess you are a man now. surmise I 'll just have to commence fucking you like a man"

With that dad raises up above me, yanking his peter out of my sass. He reaches for the nite stand drawer, and fishes out the lube -- -which was actually kept there for him. With a long pip-squeak, perfectly landing in the gap of my hairy jock go, he pushes two fingerbreadth 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 driving force, he enters me with his 10"turncock, and slams it to the hilt. I let out a screech, but he just pops me upside the head again, muttering"keep quite ”.

Instantly thrusting in and out of my tite athlete hole, he 's now holding me down by the backrest of my shoulder. barb after sweep, as I grunt, under my breath, hardly able to make a strait. He rears back now, and seize 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 push button my genu way back behind my ears. Holding me by my ankle, he continues the relentless pounding of my young kettle of fish, slamming my head into the wall behind me. The sweat was dripping now from his too bushy, and stinkin cavity, as well as from his brow, and down his back. His heart were bloodshot, with the look of a crazed animal in them. In a few moments, finally he said"headed for home plate now, b o y. Get ready for a torrent !"Picking up the tempo, 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 shag hole. He gargled up a mouthful of prig, then delivered it to my human face, mixing with my b l o o d y lip that was still dripping down my chin, and chest.

With just a few to a greater extent moments of throbbing, he finally begins to unload in my ass. I feel the first two shot, as they hit the walls of my guts, almost with a force of having been guesswork. Then, he pulls out, and jackin his putz, shoot 4 more across my face, thorax, and belly. He raked his fist across his prick, and slings the remnants of his jizz, and my ass slime across my aspect, and sheets. In just a moment, from the force per unit area of the beer, I guess, dad Lashkar-e-Tayyiba go of a powerful hot flow of his nasty stinkin wino truck driving piss. He unloads forever, soaking me and my bed. As his piss puddles around my pubes, and under my colliery, and behind my caput, he offers one more than mouthful of snot to my face.

Turning around, now, and placing himself in a doggy above me, he commands me lo lick his super hairy ass quip. 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 greasy 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 rooster. Squezzing me with un-relentless pressure, he yanks my prick like he was trying to pull it off, while yet again, slamming my ass with his fingers. It only took a few moment before I started trembling at my second joint, and heaving so hard in my external respiration I was certain to break a rib. Dad did a few more poke into my ass, then jumping off me, and spinning around, he shoved his now dirty greasy fingers into my mouth. Standing my hawkshaw straight up, still stroking it, I unload my own burst -- -shooting straight up nearly three metrical foot into the air. Dad keeps jabbing my pharynx, and jacking my vein engorged peter, while I shoot rope after rope of heavyset jock jizz into the air, now landing on my belly and chest of drawers, 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 look."God Damm B o y ! Oh God Damm, you have become one hunky-dory piece of prime jock ass ! ! Damm, you ai n't never made ur ole man get off like that. Do n't recognise who you been practicing on, but they done taught you thoroughly. Daddy 's proud of his lil title-holder tonight !

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

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