Date: Tue, 9 Nov 2004 00:02:18 EST
From: PhillyranchHand@aol.com
Subject: MY Sons BEST mans BITCH  Part 2 (Gay fiction)

HOW I BECAME MY SONS BEST MANS BITCH PART TWO

Well what came next would change my life forever, when the limo dropped  us
off at the hotel the two grooms man said they were beat and heading up to
their room to hit the sack. I could not get the picture of Dinger pissing on my
hands over the toilet in the men's room my rod was semi stiff wondering what he
 had in store for me. John said he was in the mood for a nightcap before
turning  in and was going to the hotel casino for a drambuie. Dinger said that
sounded  good and would join him they started for the casino and I was about to
follow  when Dinger turned to me and said where you going?  I looked up at him
but before I could  answer he said you go to your room and wait for me to call
for you and whatever  you do don't fall asleep. John turned around and
shouted back you queers coming  or what? Dinger said yea wait up I looked at him and
said ya know john I think I  better go up I'm kind of beat see ya in the
morning. OK pop he shouted back and  then the two of them were out of sight
leaving me standing in the lobby with a  raging hard on in my trousers.
In the  elevator on the way to my room I had seven thousand second thoughts
what was I  thinking what was I planning on doing I'm married. As fast as the
thoughts came  into my head they left. I wanted to see that dick again I liked
the way he  talked to me I was away no one would ever know right I needed this
experience I  wanted this experience. Well I watched the clock an hour went
by then two it was  now 3 am and no phone call did he forget me? Should I just
lie down and try to  forget it ever happened. Then the phone rang I jumped a
mile I picked it up,  Hello I said the voice came back listen faggot I'm ready
for you now bring you  ass to me now. Then the phone went dead, this was it I
was about to find out  what this was all about. Last chance to back out I
thought to myself. I closed  my room door and headed down the hallway I passed my
sons room and got to  Dingers room I turned the knob and pushed the door open.
The  lights were all out except one on the desk table my eyes took a moment
to  adjust. When they did I saw him standing in the corner of the room his
shirt was  off I could see the hairs of his chest glisten in the light of the
lamp. He  spoke step in the room faggot he said. I walked towards him STOP there I
want  you to strip naked for me fold your clothes and put them on the floor
in front  of you. I did, as he wanted as I took off my clothes I couldn't help
but realize  how hard my cock was. I knew as soon as I took off my underwear
he too would  know how excited this was making me. I pulled of my boxers folded
them and put  them on top of the rest of my clothes. Again he spoke to me I
want you to get  down on your knees. He still didn't move yet he just watched
me I got onto my  knees. He took his right hand and ran it over his chest then
down to his crotch  squeezing the mound that was there. He walked towards me
looking down at me he  stood right in front of me. You like what you see fag?
He asked I was at his  crotch level and did not answer him. I felt his hand
grab my hair and pull hard  answer me fag DO YOU LIKE WHAT YOU SEE? Yes I said,
GOOD this is how this is  going to work. I'm about to make you my BITCH by
coming here you have told me  you want to be my BITCH so I expect you to do
everything I tell you to do  without question is that understood? This time I was
right on cue yes sir I  said. He let go of my hair and placed his hand under his
arm pit then held it to  my face and said show me how you listen fag lick my
hand lick the pit sweat off  my hand like a good dog. His hand was an inch
from my nose it smelt like guy  stink but my tongue reached out and licked at it
like taffy I was obeying my  first order. He walked away from me and went to
his case on the dresser he  pulled out what looked like a dog collar it was he
came back and put it on my  neck then attached a chain to it. And told me to
walk on all four behind him. I  did as I was told. He went to the chair by the
light I could see him better now  and the mirror on the wall showed me exactly
what I looked like on all four with  a collar and chain leading me around it
was humiliating. He sat in the chair and  told me to sit up like the dog I was
on the backs of my legs. Placing his work  boot on my chest he told me to
show him how much I loved being his new dog and  kiss his dirty work boots. He
put his boot back on the floor and gave my chain a  rough tug pushing me to the
ground his boots in my face I began to kiss the  leather then the taste
started turning me on and I got into it licking the laces  on both his boots
switching back and forth. You like your master's boots don't  ya dog man? If your
wife could only see you now, naked in front of me licking my  boots. I have
wanted you at my feet since I was sixteen. Now take them off fag  and smell my
sweaty socks. I pulled off his boots and then he stuck his sweat  soaked socks in
my face they smell was driving me wild my cock has never been  this hard
before.
Enough, he said we don't have all nightstand up now. As I rose to my feet  he
grabbed the hair on my chest. What is this he said I like my fags smooth only
 masters have hair on their bodies fags should be smooth as babies you going
to  remove this for me fag? I looked down at the hair on my chest and crotch
how  would I explain to my wife why I was now smooth. I must of taken a moment
to  think this over cause he yanked my chain pulling me right to him face to
face I  could his body heat his nipples touching mine my hard on rubbing his
through his  jeans. Answer me is this coming off for your new owner? YES I said
out loud  whatever you want I will do. GOOD boy I knew you would do what I
wanted. He  lifted his arms and said clean my pits with your tongue before I get
you the  razor boy. He put his hands behind his head and my mouth started
licking across  his hairy chest to his sweaty pit I licked and tasted each hair on
his torso  then the other side it was wonderful. He stepped back away from me
you do that  well fag you give good tongue baths. Look at what you did here
his hand went to  his crotch which had a huge bulge in it. Straining against
his blue jeans. You  want to see this faggot don't ya?  YES SIR I said Please
let me see that big dick. You going to let me stick  this in your tight ass fag?
YES SIR I said again whatever you want. You going to  suck my load out of me
and swallow every drop? Yes Master I want to taste that  big cock of yours I
said. He took off his belt dropped it on the floor then  pulled his zipper down
and let his jeans slide over his hips. Standing there in  his white Calvin
klines he looked better then any woman I have ever saw and I  wanted him more
then any woman I ever had. Come here queer and get your nose up  in here. I got
back on my knees in front of him and he pushed his crotch in my  face rubbing
his dick all over my face his nuts smelled so good through the thin  white
fabric I licked and licked for what seemed like hours hoping he would  release
his cock to me but not yet I still had a job to do.
Ok fag it's time to get busy first I need that ugly hair off your chest
crotch pits and ass. I only give my dick to smooth pigs now it's time to make  you
smooth.  He got me off my knees  and walked me over to his case he went in
pulled out a bar of soap and a razor  and said you ready to make me happy? I had
gone to far already I wanted to see  this through so I took the razor out of
his hand and looked down at my body. It  would grow back in time I thought. He
led me over to the bathroom door he  stopped in front of it and said listen
fag I know getting all this hair off your  body won't be easy so I got a
surprise for one of my other faggots will help you  get ready. Now open the bathroom
door fag. I pulled the door open standing there  with a collar around his
neck and the other end of the chain locked to the  shower bar was my SON JOHN
naked as the day he was born. Smooth from head to toe  eyes looking down. Dinger
spoke up See I told you faggot your dads just like you  he wants to be my dog
just like you are he wants to be my bitch and your going  to help him get
there. I was floored my son stood there like he was in a trance  it all made sense
now why he was always shaved why he was helping dinger on with  his boots the
thoughts swam through my head a mile a minute. He had been Dingers  bitch
since high school. Dinger handed my leash to John I want you to bring him  back
to me as smooth as you fag do you understand me?   YES MASTER John said without
 skipping a beat. You two are not to engage in any talk or playing around I
want  him fresh. Yes Sir john said again. Give me your underwear faggot he said
to  John. John reached down next to the toilet and picked up his underwear
Stick it  in the hairy dogs mouth. John finally looked up at me and without
stopping he  pushed his underwear in my mouth. Ya like that fag? Dinger asked me
your son's  dirty underwear in your mouth? Now I'm going to wait out here till
you bring me  my smooth new dog. He closed the door behind him leaving my son
and me naked in  the shower and he was about to shave every last hair off his
father's  body...

TO BE CONTINUED