Date: Sun, 29 Apr 2007 00:04:23 -0700 (PDT)
From: Joe Storie <joejoe_75202@yahoo.com>
Subject: Defeating The School Jock Chapter 3 as told by Joey's Father Jack

Defeating the School Jock Part one As Told by Joey's
Dad, Jack

I am not much of a writer but decided to try my luck.
Hope you like it.
joejoe_75202@yahoo.com Must be of legal age to read
this.

	My love for my son Joey goes back to the first time I
saw his face in the delivery room.  He had deep brown
eyes that matched his mother's.  Joey's mother had
been the love of my life.  From the moment we met we
felt our love for each other.  I would say I was the
one of the happiest men at the office and the gym
where I worked out.
	I was crushed one day after coming home from work and
getting a phone call.  My wife had been crossing Main
and Charles when a car had turned right on a green
light just as Kathy had stepped off the curb.  I was
told she hit her head against the pavement hard and it
was all over in minutes.
	From then on it was only Joey and myself.  Yes I did
try to date but my heart wasn't in it.  I grew closer
to Joey and he became my world.  I was so proud of
him.  He was growing into a smart as well as a slim
tall muscular young man.  He worked out at school and
I worked out after I finished at the office.  I soon
learned to cook good healthy meals.  I was always
proud of Joey and when he took up wrestling I went to
most of his matches.  Everyone got use to me being at
most of Joey's matches that often people would say.
It's the J men.   Meaning Jack and Joey.
	""It's the big wrestling meet after school dad."
Joey said.
	""I know you told me about it the other day.  Don't
be worried I'll be there to cheer you on Joey."  I
said.
	""I wish you wouldn't dad.  I got the best wrestler
in school and at most I'm mediocre.  I was lucky to
get as far as I did."  Joey said.
	""Win or loose Joey you know I'm always in your
corner."  I said.
	""Okay dad.  I wish I could take him because he's the
most arrogant asshole in the school.  I think I've
told you about him before."  Joey said.
	""Yes I remember now.  Get your books Joey and I'll
drop you off at school on the way to the office.  I
have to be there early for a meeting so lets move it
Joey."  I said.
	I dropped Joey off at his school and watched as he
went up the laneway, up the steps and in the front
door of the school.  I started the engine and headed
to the office.  It was a long day.  Not a bad day,
just busy and I was glad to get away to meet Joey at
school.  I went in the back door of the school that
lead directly to the gym.  A bunch of boys and men
were sitting on the bleachers already.  I saw Joey
with one of his friends.  He looked so much like
myself at his age.  Same dark brown hair, brown eyes
just over six feet tall and well built.  I still was
well built because I worked out.  I saw Patrick the
boy Joey had to wrestle.  He was as conceited as he
looked.  He was sitting beside his father saying
something.  I knew it was his father because the man
looked a lot like Patrick same blonde hair, and
arrogant manor about themselves.  I really wish Joey
would take Patrick down a peg or two but I was happy
if Joey won or lost he had made it to the
championships' of the school.  	I watched as different
boys went up and wrestled.  They were all in great
shape.  I hadn't really thought of men as good looking
but when I watched match after match I had to admit
they were great looking guys and wouldn't have any
problems finding dates.  Joey had told me Patrick had
his pick of girls and he used them badly.  I had seen
Patrick's father a few times with a different young
woman every time.  So it seemed it ran in the family
the men using women and girls for their own means of
entertainment.
	At long last it was Joey and Patrick's turn to
wrestle.  I saw the coach flip a coin as he had before
the other matches.  I hoped Joey would win the toss
and at least have the advantage of being over Patrick
but just my luck Joey lost the toss.  I saw Joey on
his hands and knees with Patrick over top then in an
instant Joey had flipped Patrick over.  I applauded
along with everyone else in the bleachers.  It seemed
I wasn't the only one that hoped Joey would win the
match.  The match went on longer than I expected with
Joey tossing Patrick and Patrick tossing Joey.  If
Patrick won my son would give him a good go for his
money.
	I almost fell over when suddenly I saw Patrick's hand
at the top of Joey's wrestling suit and pulled it down
to his butt.  However Patrick didn't stop there he
pulled the suit down further and before I knew it or
anyone else in the bleachers Patrick had pulled the
wrestling suit down Joey's muscular leg and off his
bare feet and poor Joey was nude except his jock
strap.  I heard the others in the bleachers gasping.
Just when I thought all was lost Joey flipped Patrick
over and tugged Patrick's wrestling suit down over his
butt, down his legs and around his feet.  I was
expecting one of the coaches to stop the match but on
it went this time Patrick was on top and he was
pulling poor Joey's jockstrap off.  Now Joey was nude.
 I hadn't seen Joey nude since he was a baby.  He had
a fine body and his cock was rock hard.  He had to
have at least nine thick inches.  I gathered the match
would be called but to my surprise Joey flipped
Patrick over and pulled his jockstrap off.  Patrick's
cock was hard as rock and equally as long and thick.
Patrick had flipped Joey over his cock was inches from
poor Joey's mouth and was saying something. I hated to
think what he was telling Joey.
	Then Joey flipped Patrick.  I was in total shock when
I saw Joey aiming his hard dick toward Patrick's ass
and then he was in Patrick's ass.  With out thinking I
yelled. "Screw him son."
	My son Joey was really fucking Patrick hard now in
front of all the fathers and his fellow students.   It
was wild.  Joey suddenly stopped his cock was deep in
Patrick's ass.  I believe he was shooting his load in
Patrick's up turned ass.  Then Joey pulled his cock
out of Patrick's ass and went toward the far door that
led to the locker room.  Patrick lay on the mat I can
imagine completely humiliated.   I wanted to run in
the locker room and congratulate Joey but stayed where
I was.   Patrick finally crawled to the locker door
stood up and went inside.  The men and boys were
leaving the gym.  I got up and went outside.  I turned
to see Patrick's father running for the outside door.
By the time I had gone outside I saw Patrick's dad,
George, leap in his BMW start the engine and tear out
of the parking lot.  I guess he was as humiliated as
his son
	I watched as George speed down the road.  I was
hoping Joey would soon be coming out but still no
Joey.  I looked at my watch.  A good half hour had
passed since I had come outside.  Just then the gym
door opened up again.  This time Patrick came out.  He
didn't say anything as he passed me making his way to
the sidewalk and then heading down the street by foot.
	Still Joey didn't come out.  Where the hell was he.
It was a good hour after the wrestling match was over.
 Finally I got tired of waiting and about to go in the
school to get Joey but when I tried the door it was
locked.  I made my mind up if Joey didn't come out
with in the next ten minutes I'd go home without him.
Just then the door opened and out came my son.
	"What have you been doing?"  I asked seeing Joey come
out with his head bent toward the ground.
	"Didn't you see what I did to Patrick dad."  Joey
said.
	"Yes of coarse.  I'm not exactly blind.  All the
fathers and their sons saw what happened.  You taught
that big shot Patrick a lesson he'll never forget.
Good for you."  I said.
	"I'm not proud of myself dad.  How can you be proud
of what I did?"  Joey asked.
	"We'll talk about it more at home."  I said.  "Let's
go."
	Joey followed me to the car and we got in.  Neither
of us said a word all the way home.  At home I went to
the kitchen to prepare supper.  Joey had gone to his
room.  "Joey!"  I called.  "Dinner's ready."
	At dinner I decided to skip over what happened that
afternoon at the gym.  We ate in silence.  After
dinner Joey helped me clean up and we went to the
basement to relax.  Finally I had to say something.
"Joey what's the matter.  You stood up for yourself at
long last and you act like you it was you that started
this hole thing between you and Patrick.  He's an ass
hole just like his father.  If I had the chance I'd do
the same to George as you did to Patrick."
	"Dad you don't understand.  You just don't
understand.  How would you feel if you raped someone
in front of your entire school."  Joey said.
	"I'd handle it a lot different than you're acting."
I said.  "You discuss me Joey.  You call yourself my
son.  I think you just got lucky taking Patrick down
in the first place and even I can take you at my age."
I said.
	"Don't start something you know you would loose dad.
Just forget about it dad."  Joey said.
	"I won't forget about it.  In fact lets strip to our
boxers and I'll prove I can take you right here in the
middle of the reck room."  I said.  I kept in just as
good shape as Joey and knew with all the moves I had
learned over the years I wouldn't have any trouble
taking Joey down and was doing this to teach him a
lesson that he didn't need to act like he'd done
something wrong.  I figured if I acted as arrogant as
Patrick Joey would wrestle with me.
	"Okay dad.  But I'll take you down."  Joey said and
began undressing.
	I undressed and soon we were both down to our boxers.
 "I know I can take you son I'll even let you top me."
 I said.
	"If you say so dad."  Joey said.
	I got down on my hands and knees and Joey was over
top of me.  In seconds I had Joey flat on his back and
was about to pin him.  I don't know what happened but
suddenly Joey jerked his body up and pushed me to one
side.  He pushed me over and was now laying over top
of me.  I thought he would just pin me so was prepared
to flip him off.  How ever he grabbed my legs and
pushed them over my head at the same time grabbing the
top of my boxers and before I knew what was happening
he was pulling then over my butt and up my legs then
tossed them on the floor.  I couldn't believe I had a
boner and was only thinking how could I get a boner
wrestling with my own son.  I didn't think of anything
else for a few seconds and when I shook my head coming
back to reality I realized Joey had taken his own
boxers off and his own hard cock was aimed at my
virgin ass hole.  I tried to push him off but that
only helped Joey `s cock head to enter my ass.  It
hurt like crazy.  "Stop Joey."  I yelled.
	"You complained about me not being proud when I
fucked Patrick so get ready for a good screw dad."
Joey said and I could feel him slam his cock up my
ass.
	I thought like he had split me in two as his cock
went right up my ass.  "Son this is enough.  Stop I'm
your dad."  I yelled.
	"You asked for this dad."  Joey moaned looking
directly in my eyes.  He was with drawing his cock
from my ass and I was hoping it was over but he rammed
his cock in my ass again.
	I don't know what happened where there had been pain
there was pleasure and I pushed my ass up to receive
my son's cock.  "Fuck me son."  I caught myself
saying.
	"I am dad.  Take this cock.  Come on you want it
don't you."  Joey moaned.
	"Yes I do."  I moaned as Joey continued screwing me
harder and harder.  I was enjoying my son's
domination.  I wanted him to screw me harder.  "Fuck
me hard son."
	"I am dad."  Joey said ramming me harder and harder.
"Oh fuck dad I'm going to shoot my load.
	I could feel his cock expand in my ass and knew he
was delivering me his hot load. He was pulling out and
suddenly the last of his load hit my stomach.  "Oh son
that felt good."
	"Fuck yes."  Joey said.
	At that moment I knew my relationship with my son and
I would never be the same.  joejoe_75202@yahoo.com