Date: Fri, 16 Mar 2012 17:12:22 -0400 (EDT)
From: DOGG <nphillydogg@aol.com>
Subject: the hood-10

THE HOOD-10
A Place In The Home


Written by Eugene Marvin
(aka) NPhillydogg@aol.com


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WEST PHILLY


	40 yr old KaliQ Nelson sat behind his desk at work, staring at the
clock on the wall. He hadn't got much work done at all, sitting around
waiting for his shift to end. His dick lay rock hard in his pant leg, which
he made certain to keep sheathed under the desk. There were several women
on the prowl at work, who were already eyeballing him as a potential mate,
so showing off his tented manhood would only incite them and make them work
that much harder to try to get into his pants.
	KaliQ learned a long time ago not to shit where he ate. He tried
dating (fucking) women he worked with before, only to have them lose their
minds when it was over (wanting to fight, trying to get him fired,
spreading false rumors so no one else would fuck him, pretending to be
pregnant, etc). No, fucking and work did not mix. However, KaliQ had a new
fuck source to work with at home, one he was certain to enjoy.


	KaliQ had always heard horror stories of parents finding out that
their child were gay, but never thought it would happen to him. When last
he lived with Kaleb (his son), he was a NORMAL kid with normal hopes and
dreams. KaliQ recalled his son wanting to be a fireman, and cherished the
big red fire engine his father bought him for Christmas one year. KaliQ
couldn't help but wonder where they went wrong? Surely HE was partially to
blame, having moved out on Kaleb and his mother during the developing
years. Had Kaleb picked up too much of his mother's `bitch genes' after he
moved out? Was there not enough testosterone left behind for him to feed
off?
	Kaleb started to wonder about his ex-wife's new boyfriend
(Julio). He SEEMED like a cool guy, but could HE have somehow helped caused
Kaleb's homo-slip?


	At 5 o'clock on the nose, KaliQ started to clean up and punch
out. He had given his son a ultimatum, offering him the chance to MANUP and
become the MAN he was supposed to be by moving out and grabbing life by the
balls..., OR stay living with his dad and become his father's BITCH! KaliQ
knew no self respecting dude would stick around waiting to be manhandled
and misused. He was secretly hoping his son would do the right thing and
move out, even if it was just back to his mom's or a friend's house,
letting his ole-man know he wasn't willing to be bitch for NO ONE!
	Yet there was also this tiny part of him that wished his son would
still be there, waiting like a `good bitch' to be plowed. KaliQ;s dick
stayed hard all day thinking of the nasty, disgusting, depraved things he
would do to his son if he was still there. Any man willing to be another
man's BITCH, deserved whatever befell him. There was no honor in being a
fuck-toy, no way to say it aloud without sounding like a low-life. No kid
wished to be another man's BITCH when he grew up. There were no classes one
could take to teach you those skills, you had to be WILLING to learn them,
--to perfect them. Even women had more dignity than to be treated like a
fuck slave.


	KaliQ pulled up in front of his house in West Philly, then adjusted
his pant-leg before getting out of his car. A male neighbor stopped him on
the street, making small talk as KaliQ tried to hurry inside. They spoke
for 5 minutes or so, until KaliQ lied and told the man he had to take a
wicked piss. The married man looked down at KaliQ's crotch bulge, then
said: "so I see...! Go on, man..., don't let ME hold you up...!"
	KaliQ bee-lined it up his front steps, whipping out his keys before
stepping into the house.


"Hi Dad...!" said 18 yr old Kaleb, kneeling on the floor, naked...



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Q

	19 yr old Quest Winfield tried going on with life as usual
(attending school, hanging with friends, playing video games, etc), and not
dwelling on the fact that his unofficial boyfriend seemed to have dumped
him after his uncle's murder.
	Q tried being understanding, giving Tae his space to grieve, --but
when he noticed Tae didn't go to Korea with the rest of the family to bury
his uncle, he didn't understand WHY he didn't reach out to him? They were
supposed to be buls! They were supposed to be tighter than that!


	Q busied himself by burying his nose in his school work. Tae hadn't
even been going to class like he was supposed to, having took a leave of
absence in support of his family. No one knew of the relationship between Q
& Tae, except maybe Q's grandmother. Q was surprised to discover his granny
(whom he'd been trying to keep his secret double sex life hid from) already
knew about him and Tae, as she said: having been the one to wash her
grandson's underwear!
	Q was embarrassed that his granny (of ALL people) recognized the
cum stains in the back of his draws after Tae fucked him. She was a feisty
one if there ever was one.


	Hanging out with friends seemed about the best thing to keep Q's
mind off Tae. It usually worked until late at night while Q was in bed,
when his dick would rise hard and he'd fantasize about the last time Tae
sucked him, or the last time Tae fucked him, or the last time he sucked
Tae's dick. Thinking about Tae fucking or sucking him always got Q off,
making him shoot a huge wad across his bare chest and stomach. But now
fearing his grandma's snooping, Q knew better than to simply wipe the cum
off his chest with a rag (which he normally kept stored beside the bed for
just such occasions), now that he knew his granny was checking his clothing
(snooping for stuff), leaving a rag full of unused semen was just too
embarrassing for him to handle, so he simply scooped the cum up off his own
torso and ate it, --licking his fingers clean before falling off to sleep.



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	KaliQ was angry that his son was still home, wishing he would have
had the BALLS to stand on his own two feet and support himself like a man!
No one wanted to have a FAG for a son (a dick sucking pussy-boy who spent
his days on his knees in from of men). It turned KaliQ's stomach every time
he thought of his son slobbering on another man's penis, or bending over at
the waist to get pronged bareback up the ass like a bitch in doggy
position.
	The anger and frustration swelled inside him as he slammed and
locked the front door behind him, then walked over and stood directly in
front of his son.


	Kaleb waited on pins and needles all day, anticipating the moment
when his father came home and treated him like the bitch he was. Kaleb had
been worried about how his dad would perceive him if he ever discovered he
was gay? Kaleb worried that his father would disown him, or beat him within
an inch of his life, THEN disown him. He remembered that his father was
very stern with him as a kid, with little time to spend on helping with
homework or anything else fathers were supposed to do with their sons. He
was shocked to see his dad's dick bulge extending down his pant-leg after
he caught him watching gay porn on his laptop. Kaleb knew he was playing
with fire when he reached out and felt his daddy's bulge. It certainly
could have gone either way. Kaleb fully expected his father to knock him
unconscious, but was more than pleasantly surprised when he allowed him to
suck his dick, tasting the penis that created him.
	Kaleb rushed through the house, doing his chores all afternoon
(washing clothes, cleaning the bathroom, kitchen, living room and dining
room), hoping his father would notice his efforts and realize how much he
really wanted to be there. How much he wanted to please and serve him. To
make him happy.
	He counted the time down to the wire, jumping into the shower to
freshen up, then falling to his knees just as his dad was putting the key
in the door. His heart pounding a 1000 beats a minute, hoping his dad would
appreciate all his hard work.


	The first thing KaliQ noticed when he opened the door was his naked
son sitting submissively on his knees, his 7" dick standing at complete
attention, killing ANY hope KaliQ may have harbored of getting
grandchildren.
	Standing in front of his son, he could see Kaleb staring at his
crotch, his hungry eyes sending x-rays of his dick imprint straight to his
brain. Just seeing the faggotness oozing from his son's pores made him want
to HIT him. And before KaliQ realized it, he did.


	Kaleb saw his father enter the house, then immediately noticed the
big bulge in his pants (just seeing his father's huge erection made his own
dick brick instantly). Naked, he was unable to hide his excitement when his
father walked over. He couldn't take his eyes off the huge bulge tenting
across his thigh. When he stood in front of him, it was as if his father
was taunting him with his hidden dick. It was so close that Kaleb could
practically FEEL it in his throat. He could almost SEE it pulsing under the
fabric, TASTE the sweet sweat glistening along the ample shaft when he
suddenly felt his father's hand slap across his face.


"URHHG...!!" yelled Kaleb (caught off guard), falling to the floor like a
senior citizen without his cane.


"Get up!" yelled KaliQ, hating that his son was so weak.
	Kaleb held the side of his stinging face as he climbed back up on
his knees, fighting back tears swelling in his eyes. "Stop crying like a
lil' sissy!" ordered his father, fighting the urge to beat the bitch out of
him. "Whose BITCH are you...?!" he suddenly asked, as if yelling at a small
dog.


"yours..." said Kaleb timidly, feeling ashamed.


"WHOSE...?" asked KaliQ, demanding respect from his son. "Speak up! I can't
hear you!"


"YOURS...!" repeated Kaleb defiantly, staring back up in his daddy's
eyes. "I'm YOUR bitch!"


"That's right..." said KaliQ, standing upright with his hands on his
hips. "...now what are bitches good for...?" he asked, pushing his crotch
forward.
	Kaleb looked down from his father's eyes, to his groin. The bulge
was still there, causing Kaleb's deflated dick to stir. But the boy was
afraid to reach out, fearing another vicious attack.
	KaliQ got angry, grabbing his son's jaw, causing his full lips to
poke out like a fish. "I asked you a question, boy!" he said, not realizing
his own strength as he inadvertently squeezed his son's jaw. "What are
bitches good for...?!"


"Sucking dick...?" asked Kaleb, unsure what he father wanted to hear?


"Then get to WORK then!" ordered KaliQ, releasing his son's face.
	Kaleb reached up and began undoing his father's pants. KaliQ closed
his eyes, not wanting to see his own flesh and blood doing something as
unmanly as sucking dick. Kaleb unzipped his father's pants, revealing the
hard flesh underneath. It was totally exciting, like unwrapping a present
on Christmas.  The fat long prick spilled out into the open like black flag
pole, bouncing up and down like a diving board. Kaleb marveled at the sight
as he leaned forward and licked the tip, staring up into his father's face
to see his reaction. KaliQ continued to stand with his eyes shut. Sensing
no recoil, Kaleb took his dad's dick into his mouth, sucking gently on the
head. KaliQ shuttered warmly as the hot mouth wrapped around his
dickhead. Suddenly he felt all of his anger melting away, breathing life
into the belief that everything seemed better with a good blow job.


	Kaleb never felt more alive than when he had his father's dick
between his lips (the most important dick in his life). But sucking his
father after receiving such a slap across the face took some doing, as
Kaleb keep looking up to make sure his father was enjoying himself and not
plotting another surprise backhand.
	He bobbed his head back and forth in his father's crotch, slowly
sucking and swallowing more shaft. He wanted to make his dad feel good, but
was acutely aware of the danger that might ensue. Kaleb understood what
torment it must be for a guy like his father to have to admit he had a fag
for a son. Kaleb still struggled with it himself. It wasn't that he FELT
gay in particular, in fact, Kaleb wasn't sure about how he felt about it at
all. He didn't desire to be a girl, or to wear girl's clothing, or even to
marry another dude. All Kaleb was, was infatuated with dick. It all started
with his former drug boss Kane, who fucked Kaleb against his will one day
when he accused him of being short money. Kaleb fought from being turned
into a girl (a substitute pussy), but it was hard to keep his manhood about
him after being broken in by such a masculine guy. Kane wasn't the kind of
dude to fuck you once and leave you alone, he kept Kaleb on a string,
vowing to fuck him when and wherever he wanted until his debt was paid with
interest! Kaleb went to friends in the gang to help further his anal
education, hoping to make his next experience with Kane less painful, and
unwittingly set himself up to becoming the neighborhood's newest DL
undercover fag (events which took place in Roswell Heights).
	He bobbed his head in his father's crotch, successfully taking over
half of his dad's big thick black dick into his overstuffed mouth, sealing
his spit wet lips about the column as he used his slithering tongue to
slurp along the underside.


	Like most men, KaliQ Nelson LOVED head. He kept his eyes shut tight
as the mouth below worked along his shaft, gently/hungrily caressing the
long fat slick pole until it was glistening wetly with a heavy coating of
spit. Kaleb then pulled his mouth off his dad's hardon, then quickly licked
his way up and down the sides and bottom until he came upon the heavy ball
sac. KaliQ wasn't even expecting to have his nuts serviced, until he felt
his son's tongue licking over the hairy sac. Pushing the thick dick up out
of the way with his stroking hand, Kaleb lavished his dad's hairy hangers,
washing them over thoroughly before taking them one by one into his
mouth. Staring up his father's face (to keep certain he was enjoying his
BJ), Kaleb pulled all the stops and took both of his daddy's balls into his
mouth, sucking them carefully as he put them both on spin-cycle.
	KaliQ groaned involuntarily as his nuts felt as if they had been
put in a small washing machine. He could feel his son's wet mouth and
tongue swirling about his sac, his full lips pulling firmly at the root of
his balls as if trying to swallow the whole sac. Kaleb pulled the waistband
of his father's pants and underwear down further about his thighs to get
better access to the balls, completely consuming them like pastry
puffs. KaliQ bent slightly as the knee, giving his son better access to the
family jewels.


	After a few minutes of spit washing his father's testicles, Kaleb
spit the hairy orbs from his mouth and slowly licked his way back up the
underside, tickling along the cum-tube (urethra) until he came to the
head. By now KaliQ's dickhead was beginning to sprout pre-cum, which Kaleb
happily licked away. The pearly drops of his dad's dick juice only fueled
Kaleb's desire for more. He took his dad's dick into his mouth, then
quickly took as much of the shaft as he could. The dickhead crammed into
the start of his closed throat, as his lips sealed midway down the hard
shaft. Kaleb suctioned his mouth around the hard tube, then (using the flat
of his tongue as a slide) bobbed his head back and forth, creating a wet
tunnel for his father to fuck.
	40 yr old KaliQ had had his dick sucked by a myriad of single girls
and grown women in his lifetime. He'd had girls who acted like they never
sucked dick before, or like they didn't like doing it at all. He'd had
girls refuse to let him cum in their mouths, or let him fuck their faces,
calling it `disrespectful' (like his ex-wife Latrina). And he's had women
who sucked his dick like whores, swallowing his prick whole and sucking the
cum from his balls as if they were vampire vixens. But NEVER had he had his
dick sucked with more enthusiasm as his son was currently doing for him
now. KaliQ couldn't help opening his eyes and looking down at his son's
overstuffed face, his big dark dick hanging halfway out of the wet sucking
lips.
	KaliQ reached down and grabbed the sides of his son's head. Kaleb
stared up into his daddy's eyes as KaliQ started to thrust in and out of
his mouth, fucking his face. Kaleb's hands (which had been caressing his
father's balls and holding onto his thighs for support) rushed to his own
dick, jacking himself off as his father fucked his face.


	KaliQ Nelson wasn't staring into the face of his son. As the lust
grew inside him, he saw less and less of the boy he raised, and thought of
him as simply nothing more than a hot mouth and piece of ass to fuck. He
stared down at his dick disappearing between the hot lips as Kaleb's sucked
and munched along the thrusting shaft. Occasionally he'd pull his dick
completely from the wild wet orifice, then jack his own spit wet shaft
while aiming his dickhead down at the hungry mouth, his attention focused
solely on the fat lips and drooling tongue before ramming his dick back
inside and taking control of the bobbing head.
	Kaleb felt his dad's aggression getting stronger as he fucked his
face with long deep strokes, trying to work the shaft down into his
throat. KaliQ knew the boy could deep throat, no way could a mouth so
hungry for dick NOT be able to throat like a sonovabitch!
	He held onto his boy's head as he continued to fuck, working his
hips back and forth and driving his dick in and out of his mouth until he
felt the dickhead fucking into the throat opening. KaliQ knew he hit pay
dirt when his dickhead started beating into Kaleb's gullet, the warm wet
soft fleshy part in the back of the mouth that starts the journey into the
throat. He could see the lips inching further down his shaft as his
dickhead fucked deeper into the gullet, passing into the warm esophagus.


"Oh yeeeeaaahhhh..." moaned the father, pulling Kaleb's face into his
groin.
	Kaleb's dick bricked hard in his stroking hand as his dad's big
dick slowly slid down his throat. He could feel the fat mast sinking into
his esophagus, fitting down into his neck as if it were tailor made. He
felt his father's large hands tighten on his scalp before grinding his face
and nose into his pubic bush.
	Kaleb breathed in just as his nose buried in his dad's pubic hair,
smelling the deliciously masculine scent of his crotch and balls. The
intoxication of his father's musk filled his nostrils with the aroma of
man, causing Kaleb's brain to swirl lightheaded with an over abundance of
lust.


	KaliQ groaned aloud when he buried his dick balls deep in his son's
hot heated mouth and throat, the warm wet fleshy sensation attacking his
dick like good luck. He could actually feel his son's face grinding in his
pubes as his dick rested in his throat like a banana sheathed in its own
peel. Slowly did he pull back, withdrawing his dick from the depths of his
son's throat as his dick suddenly emerged like a python springing from a
cave. Kaleb sucked down some much needed air as his breathing passages
became unblocked, his hot mouth slurping along the shaft as his tongue
licked and lavished the underbelly.
	KaliQ pulled back until only the head remained inside, then quickly
changed directions and shoved back inside, sliding his dick back down into
the wonderful warm confines of his son's welcoming throat.


	Kaleb felt his dad beginning to throat fuck his face. He slurped
and sucked along the long thrusting shaft, then sucked feverishly about the
fat juicy head. He let his father take complete control as he held him by
the head and fucked, driving his dick in and out of his deep throat as if
fucking pussy.
	Kaleb loved how his father took charge. He could feel his hands
tightening on his head while he fucked. He could feel his thrusts coming
faster, more urgent as his dick throbbing and pulsed in his
throat. Occasionally (obviously to keep from coming too soon) KaliQ would
withdraw from Kaleb's mouth completely, giving his big pulsing dick time to
calm down before grabbing his son's head and resuming where they left
off. Kaleb loved getting throat fucked, giving into another man's desires
as he surrendered his mouth and throat for their pleasure. He could feel
his father beginning to pound into his esophagus like a madman, stepping in
closer as he titled his son's head back and fucked his face with maddening
strokes. Excess spit drooled down Kaleb's chin (in rivers) as his father
face fucked him. He jacked his own dick until cum spurt up from the flaring
head prematurely, shooting out across the floor and landing on the closed
down behind them. KaliQ was unaware that his son had just climaxed, as he
was solely focused on his OWN pleasures. He pounded Kaleb's open mouth and
throat with nonstop thrusts, holding his head like a basketball as he
rammed his throat with repeated depth. All too soon he felt his dick
suddenly swell, then start spitting cum directly down his son's throat.


"ARRRHHHH...!!" he yelled as the first wad sprung from his contracting
balls.
	Kaleb felt the first nut shoot directly down his throat, leaving
him unable to taste it. Then KaliQ yanked his spurting dick from the warm
depths, and jacked the rest of his load all over his son's face. Kaleb felt
the dick rip from his mouth, then felt the second wad burst onto his
tongue. His dad grabbed his big dick and started jacking as the third and
forth wads splat across his face. Kaleb swallowed the wad on his tongue,
then opened his mouth wide to capture the rest. KaliQ saw the hungry mouth
begging for more, and aimed his dick at the drooling lips, shooting his
fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth loads directly against his lips
and tongue.
	Kaleb felt the warm cum coating his mouth, and suckled and
swallowed as much as he could without missing a drop. The cum was warm and
salty against his taste-buds, satisfying his craving as if having ate a
four course meal. When his father finally removed his stroking hand, Kaleb
took his dickhead back into his mouth and sucked the remaining sperm from
his balls, savoring it on his pallet.
	KaliQ stood over his son with his eyes closed, feeling his
suctioning mouth drain the creamy liquid from his urethra. He waited with
his hands on his hips until his heartbeat and breathing regulated, then
slowly reached down and pulled his pants and underwear up, pulling his
dickhead from his son's sucking mouth...


"From now on..." he said coldly, totally drained and exhausted after the
first orgasm. "...THAT'S how you greet me at the door, naked and on your
knees!" he concluded, before walking away.
	Kaleb remained on his knees for a few minutes more, taking in his
new role as BITCH for his father. His own dick remained rock hard (even
after coming), his balls taut tight against the base. He saw the cum
streaks on the carpet and door, and made a mental note to clean it up
before his father noticed it. Meanwhile he still had work to do, as his
father's bath water still needed running, and his (TV) dinner needed to be
set on the table. Being his father's fulltime bitch was definitely
something he could strive for, it was certainly more fulfilling than
playing video games...



This story writing by NPHILLYDOGG#aol.com
aka EUGENE MARVIN
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