Date: Tue, 27 May 2003 23:14:35 EDT
From: SLIPMAHONEY57@aol.com
Subject: "EVERYBODY FUCKS RAYMOND: PART 3" (celebrity)
OFFICIAL DISCLAIMER: "Everybody Loves Raymond" is a production of Worldwide
Pants Inc., and HBO Independent Productions. This story is FICTION based on
FICTIONAL CHARACTERS: it is NOT meant to imply ANYTHING about the sexualities of
Ray Ramano, Brad Garrett, and Peter Boyle. So, that bieng said, unzip and
enjoy some more Barone-style male-bonding!
One Friday evening a few weeks later, Frank, Robert, and
Frank were over at Frank's; Marie, Debra, and the kids had taken the LIRR
into the city to see some kiddy show at Madison Square Garden. They thought that
the guys would be hanging out at Frank's watching the basketball game. Well,
the Barone men were NOT watching basketball, but they WERE "hanging
out"....................literally!! The two
Barone brothers were down in Frank's basement, wearing nothing but boxer shorts,
sweatsocks, and army boots. Thier dad, Frank, had dug out his old marine
uniform from Korea, and was now wearing it. Sure, it was tighter, but the snug old
uniform showed off Frank's pot-bellied physique to a T, giving him the look of
a tough, weathered, ball-breakin' Marine. His eyes were hidden behind his old
shades, and his menacing look had both Ray and Robert hard as hell, thier
stiff shafts tenting the lube-stained crotches of thier boxer shorts.
Frank
went over to the cd player, and switched it on, and the theme from "PATTON"
blared out loud and clear. Frank, carrying a riding crop, growled,
"ALL RIGHT, YOU PISS-ANT FAG-BOY RECRUITS!!
WHEN I GET DONE WITH YOU SCUM-SUCKIN' CUNT EXCUSES FOR SOLDIERS, YOU WILL BE
REAL MEN........ALL RIGHT, YOU TWO SISSY-BOY ASSHOLES.....TURN AROUND AND DROP
YOUR SHORTS, AND BEND OVER THE FUCKING SAWHORSES...NOW, GODDAMMIT!!"
"SIR, YES SIR," Ray and Robert saluted, obeying thier
drill-sergeant dad's snarling orders. When the two men were bent over the
rubber-padded sawhorses, Frank felt his old cock pound against the fly of his old uniform.
Ray's bare buns were smooth and taut, Robert's buns were round, firm, and
hairy. Frank knew that very soon now these manly buns would be quivering and
criss-crossed with hot stripes. No longer was Ray a famous sports columnist; no
longer was Robert a police lieutenient; they were now about to be reduced to two
rookies, two sniveling recruits, about to face the wrath of a VERY pissed and
VERY HORNY drill sergeant!! "YOU TWO SHITS WERE
AWOL LAST NIGHT, " Frank growled, as he flexed the crop in his hands. "NOW
YOU'LL BE TAUGHT TO RESPECT THE RULES AND REGULATIONS OF THE MILITARY!"
With that, Frank
brought his arm back, and launched an all-out attack on his son's bare, vunerable
backsides. CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK
CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK Ray and Robert
gritted thier teeth, and tried to take thier well-deserved punishments like
real men, but thier dad was really lashing into thier upturned asses, really
thrashing them with an all-out vengance. CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK
CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK Again and again, the riding crop bit into Ray and
Robert's quivering rumps, and, before long, hot red stripes began to appear on
thier blistered buttflesh. As much as they tried to grit thier teeth and not
cry out, Frank's ass-assault proved too much for Ray and Robert. Both men were
soon moaning and yelping, wriggling thier manly asses, squirming like pussies
as thier dad striped thier butts with sharp, stinging blows. Tears streamed
down thier faces, but, the harder Frank thrashed thier asses, the more they
humped the rubber padding, the harder thier cocks pounded.
As the soundtrack for "PATTON" continued to blare in the
background, Frank threw the crop down, and his big, rough hands roughly squeezed
the sore, well-striped buns of his two middle-aged sons. Ray and Robert moaned
as thier dad's broad hand roughly squeezed and kneaded thier sizzling, striped
asses. Frank felt his old cock leak more lube into his boxers as he rubbed
Robert's round, hairy, blistered buns, getting really turned on when the big,
hulking, super-macho cop whimpered as he man-handled his hairy, abused ass.
Now,
Frank sat down in his old armchair, spreading his legs wide. The bulge behind
the fly of his old uniform pants was really obvious, a a big lube-stain was
spreading near his fly. Now, Frank was ready for more action.
"ALL RIGHT, YOU TWO SNIVELING
DICKHEADS," Frank growled "GET ON YOUR GODDAMN KNEES AND LICK MY GODDAMN BOOTS...I
WANNA SEE THEM SHINE........MOVE,ASSHOLES!!"
"SIR, YES SIR!" Ray and Robert
responded, dropping to thier knees, pulling up Frank's legs and starting to
lick Frank's old black boots; thier hot tongues slurping and licking along the
worn black leather. As Ray licked Frank's left boot, Robert rolled back
Frank's left trouser leg, exposing his garter-held sock. Robert licked his lips as
he started slurping away on his dad's sweaty sock, his hot tongue slithering
along the old-fashioned garter, getting it soaked with his saliva.
Without a word, Frank stood up, towering over his sons.
Without bieng told what to do, Ray and Robert started licking the hefty bulge
behind the fly of Frank's old uniform, thier tongues tracing the outline of thier
pot-bellied dad's hard shaft, getting the material soaked with thier spit.
Then Ray and Robert unbuckled Frank's belt and unzipped his fly. They pulled
Frank's pants down his legs to his boots, and Frank's thick, blunt cock
sprang out of the fly of his sweaty, lube-stained boxers.
"ALL RIGHT, SHITHEADS, " Frank
snarled, " NOW SHOW ME HOW YOU SUCK COCK LIKE REAL SOLDIERS!!"
"SIR,YES SIR!!" Ray and Robert responded, and they both started licking up
and down the thick, pounding length of their dad's fat old shaft, teasing the
sensitive underside, lapping the clear lube dribbling from the angry-looking
head, both virile men trying to suck Frank's sweaty old cock at the same time.
"HOLY CRAP," Frank wheezed, as
his two humpy sons took turns deep-throating his fat cock. "GEEZEALOO, THIS EVEN
BEATS PLAYIN' POKER WITH THE GUYS DOWN AT THE LODGE!"
For a
while the only sounds in the basement were the sounds of "PATTON" from the cd
player, and the sounds of two horny, virile men, slurping away on thier old
man's sweaty, sixty-something cock. Frank felt his old balls
churn.................................... A few moments later, Robert was on his hands and knees,
his hairy ass bieng brutally fucked by his grunting, growling, cussing,
wheezing old man. Frank's dangling nuts slapped Robert's hairy, red-striped buns
with each forward thrust. Frank's strong hand was wrapped around Robert's huge,
11 inch copshaft, pumping it in time to his fucking.
Ray was on all
fours in front of Robert, his smooth, tight, red-striped ass right in his hunky
older brother's handsome, rugged face.
Robert's hot tongue lapped greedily up and down Ray's sweaty,
sparsely-haired crack, really getting off on the aroma of sweat and soap. Ray whined and
squirmed as he rubbed his smooth ass into Robert's face, as he fisted his own
meaty cock. Frank
could not believe how tight Robert's hairy ass was...fuck, he thought, he'd NEVER
fucked anything THIS tight before!
With his younger brother's smooth tight ass in his
face, and his own hairy ass bieng royally screwed by his pot-bellied old man,
Robert could not hold back the hot, boiling cum-load that was churning in his
hairy, sweaty bull-balls.
"AAAAAAWWWWWFFFUUCCKKKK," Robert bellowed "FUCKFUCKFUCKAAWWGGAAWWDDDYYEESSSSSSSSS!!!!!!"
Frank's pumping fist did its job, and Robert's nuts
blew, his monstrous, thick cop-cock began spitting geysers of thick, sticky
jizz all over the floor and his dad's pumping fist. As he blew his nuts, his
hairy, sweaty chute started clutching at Frank's prostate-pounding cock.
"HOLY
FUCKIN' CRAP," Frank moaned as he felt the cum surge from his aching balls
"JESUS CHRIST YESSSS.......YEAHHHOHFUCK, ROBERT, TAKE YOUR OLD MAN'S LOAD UP
YOUR BIG HAIRY FLATFOOT ASS!!"
Robert could not believe how violently his old man was shooting deep into
his hairy ass, feeling his ass filled with the same sperm that created him and
Ray. He continued reaming Ray's quivering ass as his dad filled his furry butt
with hot, sticky spunk.
"YYEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!" Ray snarled, as he pounded his cock like a maniac
"OHHHHH,FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKYEAHHHHHHHHH......EAT THAT HOT ASS, ROBERT!!"
Ray's
cock exploded in his hand, splattering all over the basement floor. His
pulsating hole worked Robert's hot
tongue..............................................................Finally, Ray simply collapsed on the floor, his deflating
cock dripping cum down his leg. Robert stretched out on the floor on his bulky
gut, and Frank pulled his battle-scarred cock out of Robert's hairy,
well-fucked, ass, his hot load of jizz streaming out of Robert's cock-stretched hole,
trickling down his hairy, bloated balls.
As Frank sat down on the floor, his
fingers teasing Robert's cum-oozing asshole, Frank's develish mind was already
at work. Maybe he could get his chubby buddy from the lodge, Stan, to get in on
this.......he'd LOVE to get his hands on Stan's big, plump
butt...................or, maybe, just MAYBE, his hairy, macho, Italian pal, Marco.........Frank
had seen Marco naked before when they swam nude at the lodge, and Frank had
to try to hide his erection under his towel when he looked at Marco's
fifty-something hairy body......the hairy chest and tufts of black hair under his
arms.............the fat Italian sausage and hairy balls between his hairy legs,
and that nice, round, firm, furry Italian
ass.................................................................................................... THE END!
Hope you guys enjoyed this latest installment of the Barone men's hot orgies!!
Comments are always welcome!