New Jock fib -- -Chptr 7

baseball, Malus pumila pie, Chevrolet and -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -Dad



As I approached the field house to make clean up from the beat down I just delovered to Cole Charlie Parker, Ricky, the bat boy was trodding not far behind. Entering the open doorway to the shower way, I almost bumped into him -- -DAD."Dad -- -- what are you doing here ?"“ What—ca n't come see my b o y bet ball ?"“ Ya, I guess -- -you been here the totally game ?"“ Naaa—just rolled in this instant -- -the rig is right over there -- -need a elevation home base ?"Ricky looks over at me and quanders"What about the pizza pie Matt ?"“ Sorry lil dude—you go on with the respite of the guys. I do n't get to see my dad cept a couple of metre a month -- - got ta jet"

"OK"As I slowly follow my dad across the car park, to his rig parked on the slope street, I was already unquiet about the evening 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 business firm, mom of course was already at work. I took off my cleats on entering the movement room access, then shucked off my island of Jersey. I was still pretty pumped up from the biz, and the epic beat down I layed on cole Parker. Dad looked at me for a moment and simply stated"nice 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 smashing. I got ta read a piss—I 'll meet you down in your room."

I grabbed two beers from the electric refrigerator as dad headed for the toilet, and proceeded down the stairs to my cellar room. Dad showed in just a minute, as I sat and pulled of my wind sleeve."Might as well loose those baseball knickers 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 pants, leaving now only my jock underneath. I reached inside it and pulled the cup out, and just tossed it on the dressing table."Damm, son, your fillin out nice ! Got some fuzz 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 much what was about to hap between me and my dad—I just hated that condesending ass-holeness that came out of his already stinkin oral fissure. As I reached for a smoke—he kept it up."Oh, and the jock now goes for a smoke—that 's real good for ya"“ Like I said -- -Im 15 now"“ well, son, I thought the legal age for this shit was 18 ?"“ Ya—so you gon na stay home now and disaplin my hairy ass ?"

Dad gives me a Jonathan Swift back slap to the cheek, and yanks the cig from my mouth. He hit me so hard, that it made my mouthpiece b l e e d. I just let it drop, not touching it. The 'scene'had been getting a little rougher now over the cobbler's last few months, and I feared before long, I was going to have to bug 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 hawkshaw"Still comtemplating the beat down I just delivered to Charles Christopher Parker, seems that Karma was beating at the door, and I was about to get a perceptiveness 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 shaft with my entrust hand, and went down on him all the way. It was a big dick, and super thick. His crotch and orb were covered in thick sweaty hair's-breadth, and as I engulfed him, I could reek 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 manus on the back of my head, and f o r c e s his dick past my tonsil, into the back of my throat. I start gagging and spitting up on him, and he just cocks me in the back of the chief."Take it b o y, take it"He rolled me over on my face, 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 hole with his thick middle finger."Hmmm, got some fuzz up in that lil suspensor hole too, huh ? Guess you are a man now. speculation I 'll just ingest to start fucking you like a man"

With that dad raises up above me, yanking his shaft out of my mouth. He reaches for the nite sales booth draftsman, and fishes out the lube -- -which was actually kept there for him. With a farsighted squirt, perfectly landing in the cracking of my hairy jock offer, he pushes two finger in without stopping."Dad ! Dad ! !"“ Ahh now come on b o y, you know you can manage it"Then mounting me from behind, and with one jab, he enters me with his 10"tool, and slams it to the hilt. I let out a scream, but he just come out me upside the drumhead again, muttering"keep quite ”.

Instantly thrusting in and out of my tite jock hole, he 's now holding me down by the rear of my shoulders. Slam after slam, as I grunt, under my intimation, hardly able to make a sound. He rears back now, and grabs my by the backrest of my hair, and holding on, continues slamming my ass like we were making a porn. After about 15 min, Im totally dazed, and nearly passed out. He flips me on my book binding, and then pushes my knee joint way back behind my ears. Holding me by my ankles, he continues the relentless pound of my young hole, slamming my headland into the bulwark behind me. The sweat was dripping now from his overly bushy, and stinkin stone pit, as well as from his frontal bone, and down his back. His middle were bloodshot, with the look of a crazed creature in them. In a few moments, finally he said"headed for dwelling dental plate now, b o y. Get ready for a deluge !"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 body weight, into my now destroyed teenage fuck mess. He gargled up a mouthful of snob, then delivered it to my case, mixing with my b l o o d y lip that was still dripping down my Kuki-Chin, and bureau.

With just a few more moments of pounding, he finally begins to unload in my ass. I feel the first two slam, as they hit the walls of my guts, almost with a force of having been shot. Then, he pulls out, and jackin his dick, shoot 4 more across my boldness, pectus, and belly. He raked his fist across his dick, and slings the remnant of his jizz, and my ass slime across my cheek, and sheets. In just a mo, from the pressure of the beer, I guess, dad lets go of a potent hot stream of his foul stinkin drunk hand truck driving piss. He unloads forever, soaking me and my bed. As his piss puddles around my loins, and under my Hell, and behind my head, he offers one Thomas More mouthful of snob to my face.

Turning around, now, and placing himself in a bow-wow above me, he commands me lo lick his super hairy ass crack. He was soil, sweaty, and smelled like a pig."Eat"was all he said. With two of his tiptop thick finger's breadth, 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 fuck teenage cock. Squezzing me with un-relentless force per unit area, he yanks my tool 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 external respiration I was sure to snap a rib. Dad did a few more thrust into my ass, then jumping off me, and spinning around, he shoved his now dirty greasy finger into my mouth. Standing my dick straight up, still stroking it, I unload my own volley -- -shooting straight up nearly three base into the air. Dad keeps jabbing my throat, and jacking my mineral vein engorged cock, while I shoot rope after rophy of thick jock jizz into the air, now landing on my belly and chest of drawers, making a plump down noise like a bug hitting your windscreen.

Finally he jumps off me, and makes one more slingshot of his ass juice covered hand into my face."God Damm B o y ! Oh God Damm, you have become one exquisitely piece of prime jock ass ! ! Damm, you ai n't never made ur ole man get off like that. Do n't jazz who you been practicing on, but they done taught you good. daddy 's proud of his lil champ tonight !

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

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