I was at heights school when I became Dad's fag.

Mom had run off to L.A. a few month before, ineffectual to take the stress of Dad's drink and mollify any retentive, leaving me alone with him in our big household in New York urban center. Mom hoped to get in the movies somehow. She once even said she'd even suck some producer's member until it shot sea dog of cum into her mouth if it would get her a job on TV.

Things had been going OK. I had settled into a act of going to school, coming home and doing homework, and then cooking dinner. I would eat alone and leave some for Dad to eat when he finally got home from the bar he had grown fond of. Then I would go up to my room and do some more preparation or read Mad mag or something. I would then usually jerk off and go to sleep. When Dad finally got plate, I would often awaken up as a result of the noise he made, stumbling and cursing as he made his way drunk through the house.

The nighttime I became a fag I had woken up from Dad's din. I heard him moving around downstairs, followed by the profound strait of his footsteps on the stairs. I thought he was going to go to the room that he used to ploughshare with Mom like he usually did, but that night he decided to come to my elbow room instead.

Dad pushed my door subject abruptly.

'' Hey, pussy are you awake ? ``

I pretended to be asleep, but Dad staggered over to my bed.

'' Hey faggot, wake up ! '' he had pulled my bedspread back, revealing my underwear-clad body.

'' What is it, Dad ? '' I asked, pretending to be just waking up.

'' Man, I'm horny. I got ta get my Rock off tonight, or I'm gon na go crazy, '' he said.

I looked at him blankly, not sure what to make of this drunken man. His gray silhouette loomed with child in my room, visible as a result of both the moonlight and hallway light that seeped into my room.

'' Boy, I am gon na fuck your ass, '' he said suddenly.

I said nothing. I was speechless.

'' Yeah, I am gon na get me a musical composition of that little boy- trim. What do you guess of that ? ``

'' What are you talking about, Dad ? '' I had propped myself up on my elbows.

'' What are you fucking stupid or something ? I'm gon na fuck your rear. I need to fuck something, and here you are. It's about time you started to make your keep around here anyway. ``

'' You're drunk, '' I told him.

'' Yeah, and you're fucked, '' he answered, and reached for one of my legs. I pushed his manus away.

'' Stop it, Dad ! ``

'' Shut up and give me your ass, faggot. ``

'' I'm not a fagot, Dad ! '' I wasn't. I liked fille, especially one named Samantha from school.

'' fountainhead, I'm gon na make you into one, then. Now that Mom's gone I need someone else to help me rupture a nut, and you're it, so congratulations, you're a fag. ``

'' But I don't want to be a fag. ``

slap. The rear of his mitt hit me with such force on the leave behind side of my facial expression that I fell over on my back, stunned.

'' Listen, boy. You're gon na be a fag. Get used to it. You're a homo. You're gon na get butt-fucked and suck my cock. You're gon na satisfy my dick, and I don't give a damn whether you like it or not. You're gon na learn to pack my cum up your ass and in your pharynx. ``

'' But Dad, that's not compensate, you're my Dad ! ``, I said sitting up.

smacking. Another shock, and again I fell back on the bed.

'' You challenge me again, and I'll hit you again. You're a fag. And you're MY fag. I brought you into this humans, and you are here to serve my penury. Now get on your belly. ``

Realizing that it was purposeless to disobey, I complied. I felt Dad's fingers dig into the side of meat of my jockey shorts, and then he yanked them down and off over my legs.

'' Now that's a pretty ass, '' Dad purred lewdly. `` Is it cherry ? ``

'' Huh ? '' I asked. I really was that naïve.

'' Has anyone else fucked your boy jam ? ``

'' No, dada. No one. ``

'' commodity. I love to break in a virgin. ``

I watched Dad over my shoulder joint as he started to undress. He did so quickly but clumsily, nearly tripping over himself when he lowered his pants. I let out a pant when he lowered his underclothes and his massive hammer sprang out. It looked immense, but I was only twelve. It probably was no More than average size - six or seven inch or so, but it was twitching and looked furious.

Dad spits on his paw and then rubbed his saliva on his rod. He came over to the bed and yanked my legs apart before climbing between them. He grabbed my hips and pulled my ass into the air, exposing my x-year-old bunghole to the cool air of the summer's nighttime. He then poised his member against my hole.

'' OK faggot, this is gon na hurt like hell, go ahead and cry like a fille if you want, '' he warned. He then plunged his stallion shaft deep into me with one fell swoop, causing me to cry out in agony.

'' Ouch ! Oh, that hurts, delight stop it, Daddy ! ``

His just response was a deep moan as his groin pressed against my ass. He wiggled his prick from side to side, increasing my painful sensation while augmenting his pleasure.

'' Fuck, that's nice, '' he said and pulled his dick nearly all the way out before plugging it back in, causing me to cry out once again.

'' Ow ! '' I cried. `` That hurts ! ``

'' I don't give way a flying screw, faggot. Your ass flavor so nice around my dick. ``

He started to fuck me furiously while my ass ached. I grunted every fourth dimension he plowed into me and could experience tears burning my cheeks as they fell from my eyes.

Fortunately, he was so horny that he couldn't preserve it up for too long.

'' Fuck, I'm gon na shoot my load, take it, faggot, take my fucking load of sperm up your nooky faggot ass, oh fuck, screw, fuck, FUCK TAKE IT ! ! ``

I felt his hot liquidity spraying into my catgut as he came up my butt. He let out a deep guttural consonant moan and then collapsed on me, where he lay still for a few minutes.

He then pulled out of me and walked towards the door.

'' Good dark, pouf. Pleasant ambition, '' he said as he left.

And it was over as abruptly as it began.

I lay there in disbelief. My ass was on fervency, and to my astonishment, my dick was hard against the bedsheets beneath me. I turned over and overreach myself off, cumming after about five mo of rapid whacking.

I can't remember a time I came so hard. I was Dad's faggot from then on out.

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