Date: Thu, 31 Jan 2013 12:50:59 -0600
From: J.E Frohn <freakquincy1@gmail.com>
Subject: A Son's revenge on Dad by FreakQuincy

A Sons Revenge by: freakquincy1@gmail.com

My Dad had a huge fucking cock and he was never shy about letting you know
it.  He was also a very arrogant and self-centered man, who often treated
those closest to him like dirt. The enormous size of his cock affected his
entire personality, making him feel superior to everyone else around
him. This was very true with his family, he treated my mom like a servant
most of the time and would often force her to have sex with him, no matter
how she felt about it. I was 16 at the time and my room was right next to
theirs and I could hear everything that went on in their room. First I
would hear my mom say "No, I don't want to", then I would hear struggling
sounds followed by the sounds of my dad fucking my mom and saying things
like "You love daddy's big cock don't ya, you like how it makes you hurt
inside". My dad would get so wild that the headboard would slam against the
wall, often I could hear the plaster cracking and breaking inside the
wall. This cracking of the plaster is what gave me my peephole which was a
small crack inside my closet. It gave me a great view right over their
headboard which to them only looked like a gap between the
wallpaper. Sometimes I couldn't resist and I would sneak a peek at them. I
have to admit it was exciting seeing my old man thrusting away with his
giant cock and ramming it into my mother. My own cock would get hard while
I watched but then I would hear my poor mom crying and moaning and remember
that he was forcing himself on her and that she wasn't moaning in pleasure,
she was in pain. His cruelty was not just limited to my mom though, he
would often take jabs at me as well. On Saturdays he and I would often go
to our local YMCA to swim. I loved swimming, it was what always happened
afterwards in the locker room that I hated. After swimming we would always
walk into the showers drop our trunks and rinse off the nasty pool
water. This is where my father would always choose to embarrass me, he
would look at my dick and say things like "Hasn't that little thing grown
yet?" or " You have a long way to go until your as big as your daddy" he
would often say these things when other men were present and they would all
laugh and I always felt like crawling under a rock. I would look at my
father standing there naked in the shower, his stocky muscular build, and
carpet of chest hair that traveled all the way down to his pride and joy,
his cock. It must have been 8 inches soft and so thick, it rested upon two
huge egg sized nuts that swung low and loose. I was so envious of it, why
couldn't I have inherited his size, instead I got stuck with a cock that
was only 8 inches hard max. That summer I turned 17 and my mom had to go
out of town to stay with her aunt that was very ill. Her absence was making
my dad quite anxious and fidgety, I could tell he was horny as hell. It was
after midnight and I thought my dad had went to sleep. So I snuck
downstairs to watch a porno tape that I had borrowed from a buddy of mine,
since I didn't have a VCR in my room. I turned the volume all the way down
so I didn't wake my dad and a started watching. Soon I was jacking my cock
in time with the pounding of the women on the screen. I was really getting
into it when I heard a creaking noise. I turned around and there was my
dad, stark naked on the stairs, stroking his massive tool. "I am so sorry
dad, I blurted out", "it's OK son, I'm horny too, why don't you help your
own man out and suck his cock". I just stared at him, I didn't know what to
say, "I'm not gay dad", "I know" he said "we're just helping each other
out. With that I said "OK, why not" and I got on my knees and wrapped my
lips around his cock. I could barely get my mouth open enough to suck it,
it was so fucking thick. Suddenly my dad starting getting very rough and
shoving his cock down my throat, I was gagging and trying to push him off
me but he would not quit until he filled my mouth with his salty cum. After
he was done I said "What about me?" he said "Why would I want to suck that
little toothpick?" He walked back upstairs and I jacked myself off,
shooting cum all over myself. This went on for about a month, he was
treating me just like mom in her absence. Forcing me to suck his big nasty
cock and humiliating me. Finally my mom came home for a weekend, which was
a relief for me. I was however very worried about my mom, she had been gone
for weeks and I know that dad was probably going to fuck the hell out of
her. I went to bed that night, waiting for the sounds to begin. Soon I
heard the familiar banging of the headboard and my mothers cries, at that
moment I knew what had to be done. I had to castrate my father and stop all
this hurting.

The next day I went to the library and checked out some books on how to
castrate farm animals and read about the various techniques that are
used. I did not want to have to cut anything, so I decided to use the
Burdizzo tool that they use on farms to crush the spermatic cords of farm
animals which will cause the testicles to shrink, soften, and eventually
deteriorate completely, which would be perfect for dad. Hopefully this will
reign in Dad's cock and his behavior. Now all I had to do was work out the
how and the when.

The next morning I went ot the farm supply store, which I had never sat
foot in before. I casually browsed around until I found what I was looking
for, a Burdizzo tool". I took it up to the check out, plopped down my money
and was out the door. I now had to devise a way to knock my father out,
without killing him. I had heard about something called "Rophies", that
guys used to knock out women and then have sex with them, I just didn't
know where to get any. It was rumoured that the local sex shop out on the
edge of town sold them "under the counter" but I was not old enough to go
in legally. So I decide I was going to try to get in and get what I
needed. I needed to look a bit older, so I snuck into my Dad's Closet and
pulled out one of his work shirts. My dad worked for the city electric
company and he had about 20 of these shirts all with his name "Jake" on
them.

Today I was going to be "Jake", so took put an old pair of my Levi's and a
pair of my Dad's old work boots and the shirt. I looked in the mirror,
something was still missing....."The cap!" I said to myself, my dad always
wore his work cap, which had the official city emblem on it. So I went back
to his closet and found one of his caps to complete the outfit. I looked in
the mirror again, I looked pretty good, kinda butch even,just another
worker buying some porn on the way home from work.

I drove out to the sex shop, it was called "Blue Moon: Adult Gifts and
Novelties" and it sat right on the edge of town. I sat in the car for a
minute until I built up enough courage to go in. I opened the door and the
little bell above it jingled as I walked it. The man at the counter said
hello, I said "Hi", trying to be as nonchalant as possible. I had made it
in and no one had said a word to me. I thought as long as I was there, I
just as well have a look around. So I looked at the endless array of dildos
and vibrators and cockrings, then I purused the VHS rental tapes with all
of their sexy covers. I was obviously getting excited looking at all those
tits and all that pussy because when I looked up, I saw a man looking down
at my crotch. He was standing by a sign that said "Video Booths" and
motioned for me to come back. I didn't know what to do, so I followed the
guy back into one on the little booths. He closed the door of the booth and
said "You want me to blow ya?" I was scared and excited and fasinated at
the same time, "sure!" I said. The man was in his probably in his 30's and
was quite attractive for a guy. He drop down to his knees and unbuttoned my
jeans and unzipped them. As he pulled my underwear down, my cock sprung
out. "Holy shit" the guy said "Your fucking huge". No one had ever said
that to me before, my dad also said I was so small and in my head I was
thinking "If you think I'm huge, you should see my Dad's". I said "Really?"
and he said "Fuck yeah" and went all the way down on me. My eyes rolled
back in my head because no one had ever blown me before. I was a total
virgin, except for sucking my dad off. I felt like I was getting close to
cumming so I pushed him off me and reached for his zipper. I undid his
pants and pulled the zipper down, then I eased down his underwear and
pants. His cock was alot smaller than mine and was very easy to suck
compared to my dad's. Soon he was pushing me off and going back to sucking
me, and it didn't take long until I said "I'm gonna shoot" and he sucked
faster and would not get off of it, so I shot a huge load in his mouth. I
could not believe how amazing this felt and I collapse against the wall of
the booth. The man then stood up and jacked himself off and shot on the
floor, thanked me and he left the booth. All those years my dad told me I
had a little cock, when I actually I had a pretty nice one. I pulled up my
pants and buckled my belt and walked back into the store. I had to ask if
they sold Rophies without looking like a total creep. So I walked up the
the guy at the counter and said " Would you have anything I could give my
girlfriend so she wouldn't be so resistant to sex?" The man looked at me
and smiled and said "I know what your wanting, I think I can help you
out". He pulled out a little bottle of pills and sat them down, "are those
Rophies? " I asked. "Not if you're a cop" he laughed. I paid the man and
headed back home, I had everything I needed now to carry out my plan.

When I got home my dad was out bowling with his work buddies. So I stripped
off all of my dads work clothes and put them all back where I found them
and waited. Tonight might just be the perfect night, it's Friday, he's been
drinking and he'll most likely be horny. So I laid on the couch and put in
another porno and prepared for my dad's arrival. When I heard the keys in
the door and pretended to be asleep, like I fell asleep while watching the
movie. I heard my dad walk in and put his keys down, I spang up like he
woke me up. "Sorry, fell asleep dad", "It's OK" he said. I got up and
headed to the kitchen "I'm getting a soda Dad, you want anything?", "Yeah,
grab me a beer" he said. Now was my chance, I had crushed up some of the
Rophies into a powder and hid them in the pantry. I got Dad's beer from the
fridge and opened it, I then poured in the powder and let it dissolve. I
then grabbed my soda and his beer and headed back out to the living
room. When I walked back in, my Dad had his pants pulled down and was
stroking his huge rod. "Come on and help your old man out" he said, taking
the beer out of my hands and taking a swig. "Sure dad" I said, as my Dad
leaned back on the couch drinking his beer as I starting sucking his
cock. He gulped down the entire beer in just a few swallows and soon he was
bucking his hips and shooting his musky load. "Thanks son, I needed that"
as he let his head fall back on the couch, soon I could see his eyes
getting heavier and heavier. After about 10 minutes he was totally asleep
but I had to test it, so I tried to wake him "Dad.....Dad.....Dad" as I
shook him...not even the slightest stirring, this was it.

I went upstairs and got the burdizzo tool I had bought, as I held it in my
hand I wondered if I was doing the right thing or not. Then I thought about
all the insults and the pain he caused my mom and myself and I knew it had
to be done. His pants were still pulled down and his cock and balls were
all spread out and waiting. I lifted his weighty cock to one side and grasp
his nuts, I searched around for the cord, found it. Next I took the tool,
positioned it accordingly and squeezed the handle. I heard my Dad let out a
little moan. I checked the cord, total disconnection, then I repeated the
process with the other side. My Dad was now castrated, I had done it, I
wonder how long it be until I start seeing the effects.

I then pulled up my Dad's underwear and pants and got them all zipped up. I
then put a blanket over him and I pillow under his head. Next I went back
to my room and hid the Burdizzo tool in the closet, I then went back
downstairs to sleep on the couch. I didn't want Dad to wake up alone and
freak out. I woke up around 8am and my Dad was still sawing logs. I
stumbled to the kitchen and started making some breakfast, eggs, bacon,
toast, all my Dad's favorites. Soon I heard my dad moaning and groaning, he
must be waking up. I walked into the living room and said "Good
Morning". My dad's eyes fluttered and slowly opened up. "Oh my God" he
said, "I feel like shit...how much did I drink last night?" I decided to
lie a bit here "You had that six pack in the fridge". "Oh man, I feel like
I've been punched in the gut" my dad wheezed. "I've made some breakfast,
bacon and eggs" I said. "Just let me lay here a bit longer" my dad said,
"OK dad, when you feel like it, I'll heat it up for you". I went back into
the kitchen, opened the fridge, took out that six pack and put it in the
trash. I then tied up the bag and took it to the trash cans by the garage.

My Dad slept half the day away in the chair, luckily it was Saturday and he
was off. When he did finally wake up he pulled himself up the stairs and
went to bed. I went to his room and asked him if he was OK, he said he just
felt like he had the flu and that he just wanted was to sleep. I told him
that if he needed anything to just tell me, I was feeling very guilty about
what I had done at this point. He slept almost all day the nextday and did
not wake up until around 5pm in the afternoon. He said he was hungry so I
made him some soup and a sandwich. He said he was feeling better, but still
a little weak and nauseous.

Monday came and the rest of the week just flew by and I hardly even saw dad
Every night after work he eat dinner and then go upstairs and right to bed.

Frday came and I was so excited, Dad would be going out bowling and
drinking again. It was time to see if my efforts had worked, so I sat up
and waited for my dad to get home. This time I decided to wait in my room,
I had a couple porn magizines and started casually stroking myself. I heard
the front door open and my dad climb the stairs. I knew that Dad would pop
his head in to tell me goodnight before going to bed. There I was with my
sweatpants pulled down, stroking my cock to a nudie magazine. How could he
resist not coming in for some fun. Then right on schedule my door creeked
open and my dad walked in "Having fun" he said "oopps, sorry dad" I
stammered, trying to act surprised. "It's totally natural at your age" he
said. I looked up at him and smiled and said 'You want a blowjob before
bed?" "Sure! Why not. Even though I haven't felt that horny lately, just
getting older" he said. I he undid his belt and dropped his pants. He cock
was soft for a change, usually it's already raging hard when he starts. He
sat down on my bed and leaned back "Get in nice and hard boy" he said. So I
got on my knees in front of him and lifted his limp tool to my mouth and
started licking it and slurpping it. After a few minutes it finally started
to stir and stiffen some but not to the crow-bar hardness that it used
to. I sucked for what seemed like forever, when he eventually dibbled a few
drops of cum down my throat. He made almost a growling sound when he came
and his whole body shuddered. "Wow that felt amazing" he said, still
breathing heavy. He got up, pulled his pants up and went to bed. I finished
myself off and did the same. After that encounter, my dad seemed to avoid
me entirely. All this time my Mom was still out of town caring for her sick
aunt, she would hopefully be able to fly back soon. A month had went by
since our last encounter and I was eager to see if the castration has had
any more effect. I got my chance early one Sunday morning, I had slept in
late when I was awakened by the sound of my dad cursing in the next room. I
went into my closet and looked through my peephole. There I saw my dad,
stretched out on the bed naked, trying to get his limp cock hard. I almost
laughed out loud but I contained myself, I didn't want him to hear me. He
was trying so hard, rubbing and tugging and pulling, but nothing was
working, he was flaccid as a little boy. So I decided to pay him a visit, I
walked to his room and opened the door, he looked up startled. "Oh my God,
sorry Dad...I heard you cursing and thought maybe something was wrong".

"Get the fuck out" he said, "What's the matter Dad? "Nothing, just get out"
he cried. "Would you like a nice blowjob, might make ya feel better" I
said.

My dad went quiet for a moment, then said "Please, I really need one son".

So I climbed into bed beside my dad and slowly traced my fingers down his
shriveled up cock and around his shrinking testicles, my dad moaned and
leaned back on the bed. I pushed my sweat pants down and released my
already dripping cock and went to work on my daddy. I lightly sucked on
each nut and tickled it with my tongue, then I worked my way to his once
proud cock which now looked like a sad balloon with the air let out of it,
all wrinkled and withered.

I slurpped his cock in my mouth and began to suck it, it felt cold and dead
in my mouth, there was no stiffening or movement. I must have tried for a
half an hour to get my dad hard, but it just wasn't happening. My cock on
the otherhand was ready to burst, the fact that I had destroyed my dad's
manhood was so fucking hot. I stopped sucking and stood up, I looked at my
Dad's face and there were tears streaming down his face...."Sorry Dad" I
said. I stood there and stroked my cock in front of him and just as I came
all over his limp little cock I said "Looks like that little thing won't
get hard anymore!". My Dad burst into tears as I pulled up my pants and
left the room.

My Dad and I didn't speak until the next weekend when my mom finally came
home, my poor aunt had passed away and my mom was coming back. I was
anxoius to see how my Dad would be with her now and I hoped for the
best. The day she arrived my Dad fixed dinner for her and bought her
flowers and spoke so gentle to her, it was really very nice to see the
change. That night when I went to bed I wondered what was going to
happened. I heard my mom say "Fuck me baby, I'm so horny for the big cock
of yours", so I raced to my little peep hole. What I saw made my cock
spring out of my shorts, there was my dad furiously trying to get hard
while my mom laid in front of him fingering herself. "Come on stud, fuck me
..get that limp noodle hard and fuck me!" My dad was huffing a puffing and
stroking with no avail. Next he was stradding her face having her suck it,
but it kept coming out of her mouth. "What the hell is wrong with you" my
mom whispered "Your cock won't get hard and it seems a lot smaller than
before" "If your not gonna fuck me, get down there and lick my pussy, make
me come" she hissed.... and he did, and I shot my load all over myself as
my mom let out a very load orgasm, the very first I ever heard from her. I
felt totally triumphant in that moment, I had destoryed my dad's big
cock.


The End.