Date: Mon, 14 Feb 2005 00:54:42 +0000
From: adam 812 <adam_812@hotmail.com>
Subject: NFL Physical Therapist Part 6

DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of
Sexual activities between teenage boys and a man. If you are not over 18
years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this
Material is illegal where you are, then please DO NOT READ IT!



"When you get over the hurt and start to get angry over all of this, Jr.
Blame your father!!  He is responsible for all of this."  Skip said.

"Let's go Adam! We're done here." Skip said.

Both Adam and Skip jumped up and found the clothes and ran out the door.

Papi and Jr. lay on the bed motionless.  The Jack Rabbitt Vibrator continue
to grind inside of Papi's hole.  Jr. was trying to catch his breath from the
pounding his virgin ass just took from Skip's cock.  Adam's cum dripped down
his cheeks.  He was in a daze.  He was totally numb from the entire night.
One minute, he and his father were fucking a hot surfer ass, the next he
found himself being violently raped by the same surfer.

Jr. didn't move even as his father was trying to get his attention.  Papi
still had the hand towel gag in his mouth.  Each and every time he tried to
speak or yell, he got a taste of cum from the towel.  Finally Jr. realized
that his Father wanted him to help remove the gag, since his arms were still
tied behind his back.  Jr. slowly lifted himself up and reach over and
pulled the hand towel out.

Papi spit and chocked out some of the cum that he had been forced to taste.
He gasped for air and tried to find his voice.  Jr. sat there and stared at
his naked father.

"Get that fuckin thing out of my ass" Papi yelled at his son.

Papi's arms were numb. He had no feeling in them; he knew even if his hands
were untied immediately, he would not be able to get the vibrator out of his
ass.

"Hurry Jr. That thing is driving me crazy" Papi shouted.

The Jack Rabbitt Vibrator was still on high speed and the antennas inside
were wildly hitting Papi's prostate.  Jr. slowly walked behind his father
and looked at his father's ass.  The base of the butt plug vibrator was
sticking out.  Jr. could hear the humming of the device as it continued to
tease the man below.

Jr. reached down and took hold of the base, but his hands slipped causing
his father to yell out in both pleasure and pain.

"Ughhh" Was the only sounds coming from Papi's mouth.

Jr. tried again to grab hold of the vibrator and remove it.  Each time he
was unsuccessful. Each time it slipped from his hands, his father would
grunt in both ecstasy and humiliation.  Papi lifted himself up on his knees
to help the boy remove the vibrator.

Jr. never thought he would see his father in this position.  His open ass
was completely exposed to him.  Jr. twisted and turned trying to get the
device to slip out.  His Father screamed out.  The antennas were hitting him
at a speed designed to force an orgasm.

"NOOOOOO" Papi cried.

The combination or Jr. pulling and twisting and the antennas were taking
Papi and his hard cock to the point of no return.  One final pull from Jr.
caused Papi's cock to jump and cum to fly out on to the bed.  As Jr. saw
this he pulled again and the vibrator was dislodged.

Papi lay on the bed panting for air.  This last orgasm was more intense than
anything he ever felt.  As he regained his composure, humiliation started to
come over him.

"Untied me you little Faggot". He shouted at his son.

"Hurry up you fucking queer". He added.

Papi continued to throw out insults at his son, in order to try to forget
about the orgasm he just had at the hands of Jr.

Jr. tried to untie the knots of the extension cord.  He was unsuccessful. He
was tired and his entire body ached.

"I cant get it undone, Dad". Jr. said.

"Go get a knife and cut it off, you little Fag". Papi shouted.

Jr. jumped off the bed and ran into the kitchen.  He searched for a knife
but found a pair of scissors first.  He turned and started walking back to
the bedroom.  He could still hear his father yelling insults at him.  He was
still calling him a Faggott, a Whore, a Cocksucker.

Jr. stood still and tears were rolling down his face, but he wasn't crying
out loud. As his father continue to yell the insults, Jr. remembered Skip's
parting words "When you get over the hurt and start to get angry over all of
this, Jr. Blame your father!!  He is responsible for all of this."

Over and over in his mind, Jr. would hear Skip's voice saying, "Blame your
Father". "Blame your Father".

"Get in here GOD Damn it, your little queer". Papi yelled.

Jr. slowly walked into the bedroom with the scissors, he set them on the
bedside table.  He stared at his father's hard naked body.  Papi's face was
pressed on the mattress.  He looked up at his son and saw the daze look on
the boy.

Papi knew to keep quiet.  The boy was scared.  Jr. looked at his helpless
father. The words in his mind said, "Blame your Father".

"I'm not a GOD DAMN Faggott" Jr. shouted down at Papi.

Papi didn't move a muscle for fear of what his 16 yr old son would do.

"DO You Fuckin hear me, Old Man??". Jr. yelled.

Papi just looked up at the boy.

"You're the fucking Faggot!". Jr. shouted.

"You're the one who loved having that vibrator up your Faggott ass so much
you shot a load all over the mattress". He added.

"Aren't you?" Jr. asked.

Papi knew not to answer the boy.  He closed his eyes to try to escape the
moment.  Jr. reached down and took a handful of Papi's hair and pulled his
head up.

"Do I have your attention, Old Man?"  Jr. yelled in his father face.

"Jr." Papi said.

"Shut up". Jr. yelled.  He grabbed the hand towel and rolled in up and
shoved it back into his father's mouth.  Papi tried to communicate with his
son but it was too late.  No words could be understood.  Just a few sounds
and grunts were audible.

Jr. walked around and saw his father's strong muscle butt below him.  He
took both hands and spread Papi's butt cheeks apart.  The pucker hole was
still puffy from the abuse it had taken from the vibrator.  Jr. just stared
at the pink button between his hands.  Papi tried to shift his body, but the
young teenager held him in place.

"Blame your Father" kept coming into his head.  With one hand on his
Father's ass and the other slowly stroking his boy cock, Jr. knew he would
put his father in his place.

The teenage cock waved nearly straight up in the air after a few moments of
stroking it.  He bent his knees until the head of this cock was at the
entrance of Papi's hole.  With one quick lunge, he said, "Take That,
Faggott". And he buried his dick deep inside his father's asshole.

Jr. fell completely on top of his father.  He used all of his weight to make
sure his father knew he was now the one being fucked, being raped.  Jr.
immediately started pumping and plowing his dad.  He was like a machine as
he forced his cock as deep as he could, without caring about the man below.
As he rammed his teenage dick in and out he started to cry.  The tears were
rolling down his face, he was gasping for air.  He knew he was close to
blowing his seed in the man that had created him.

This man who he adored, now he hated.  His pumping became crazy as he was
losing all control of his body as he felt the cum releasing from his boy
nuts and flowing out of his cock and into the bowels of his father.

Papi continued to try to communicate with the boy, but he knew it was no
use.  The teenager had unloaded inside of him as pay back.  Jr. laid on top
of the man for a few minutes.  He got up and wiped off his cock and picked
up the vibrator and shoved in back inside of his Father's ass.

He decided he would not help his father.  He would leave his father naked in
bed, with a vibrator up his ass, his hands tied behind his back and a cum
rag gagged in his mouth.

Jr. jumped on his bike and rode home.  As he walked in the house to his
bedroom, his mother was coming out of her bedroom.

"Good Morning Jr." She said.

"Mom". Jr. said.

"Yes, baby?" She asked.

"Dad just called. He said he had an emergency, he needs you to come other to
his place right away" He said.

"Oh, my GOD". She said.

Jr's mother ran into her bedroom to change her clothes and run over to see
her Ex-Husband.  She would have no idea what she would find when she walked
into his bedroom.

Jr. smiled to himself, walked into his bedroom and thought "Blame your
Father".


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