Date: Mon, 21 Mar 2005 19:50:25 EST
From: NPhillydogg@aol.com
Subject: Dad's drinking buddies16b

Later that afternoon, I went by my dad's favorite bar to forefill a
promise I made. I walked around the back of the bar -like I was told, and
knocked hard on the big wooden door in the back alley. Mr Rosco opened
it, smiling from ear to ear when he saw me standing there.

"I was hoping you'd come by." he said, inviting me directly into the
storage room as he gave a quick look around outside to be certain noone
saw me enter.

"I told you he would." assured mr Becker, sitting in a chair smoking a
lit cigarette in one hand while holding a drink in the other. "A hot
cocksucking queer like HIM, why wouldn't he take on the chance to suck
our straight cocks? Ain't like he'd get a better offer."

"Guess you gotta point there, Andy." agreed Rosco, his dick already hard
in his black leathers. "We must be a cocksucker's dream come true. Stiff
standing hard straight dicks, ready for a hot dripping mouth like his to
fuck... We should probably make him pay to suck US off, eh?" he laughed.

"Or make the other patrons out there pay to GET sucked off." said mr
Becker, taking a sip of his drink.
Rosco's face expression changed from lust for sex, to lust for money as
he thought about all the cash he could make selling me out to his
customers.
"Meanwhile, why don't you make yourself useful and get over here and suck
this cock. Its been a long day." complained mr Becker.

I did as told and got down on my knees between Mike's dad's legs and
fished his limp cock out of the fly. I bent forward and sucked his
relaxed pud into my mouth, bathing the body and shaft with my tongue and
making it grow to full mass with my lips. Once hard, I bobbed my head up
and down in his lap, enjoying the feel of his hard wood as it touched
into the back of my mouth, the head lodged right up against the start of
my throat. Taking a deep breath and forcing myself to relax, I slowly
began to push his cock into my open throat, swallowing up inch after
thick inch as it crept slowly down into my throat.
Mr Becker sat back, allowing me full range of his manhood as I tried my
best to devour him whole. I ran my lips up and down the full length,
punching the head deep into my gullet time and again. His reactions were
slow and somber, no doubt due to the numbness of the alcohol. I sucked
and sucked his hard cock, the steely shaft piercing pass my windpipe. I
wanted that hot liquid load. Each time I came up off of it I could feel
it start to throb with life. I knew it was only a matter of time before I
would be eating his 100 proof nutt. Mr Becker gave no indications that he
was about to blow. Just as my lips were in mid-stride of his shaft, did
he suddenly release his torrid load of tasty baby makers right onto my
searching tongue. I quickly swallowed load after load of his possible
sons and daughters, feeling them slide down into the very pit of my
belly.

"Good job." said mr Becker, downing the rest of his glass.
I pulled my mouth off his upright cock, his towering column of flesh was
still jerking from the results of my mouth. I looked at it cross-eyed,
watching as a small pearly drop formed at the slit. I couldn't resist
leaning forward to recapture the cock in my lips. I used the suction of
my jaws to draw out whatever nectar may have been hiding inside the cum
tube. I wanted every drop of that seed in me, to lose a single drop would
be a total waste.

"Well, well, well, looks like the gangs all here." said mr Mack, walking
in through the door with mr Ray closely in tow. "Time to get this party
started." he said, taking off his work clothes even before mr Ray could
finish closing the door behind them.

"Hey, come over here and get naked." said mr Rosco, standing behind me
with his erection exposed and bobbing for my attention.
I got up and started removing my clothes, watching as mr Rosco laid down
flat on the floor, then motioned for me to come stand over him. I hadn't
been fucked since my dad filled me with his sweet nectars sometime last
night, so I knew my hole would be tight when I sat down on mr Ros' dick.
With him aiming his upright cock towards the ceiling, I spat into my hand
to moisten my dry hole, then squatted down on top of him until his felt
his cockhead bump up against it. Mr Rosco smiled a toothy grin as I felt
my anal ring slowly open, then swallow up his manhood inch by inch. I
adjusted myself a top him, feeling his entire rod sink into me as I
settled my butt cheeks in his leather lap.

"OOO what a terrific FIND!" he groaned, feeling my silky chute caress his
shaft at the root.

"Yeah, ain't he?" said mr Mack, standing naked in the center of the room,
his long black cock swinging back and forth like a giant pendulum between
his dark legs. "Poor Brian don't even have a clue what he's missing out
on right under his nose."

"Best he didn't." said mr Ray, removing his construction workers pants,
but leaving on the plaid shirt just as he did last time. "If he did know
what kind of fuck his son really was, he'd probably try to keep it all
for himself. We'd probably never get to use him."

"I say we tell him." suggested Mack, watching me bounce on Rosco's dick
like the whore I'd become. "I say we video tape the boy taking all of our
dicks, and mail it to his dad."

"And give Brian the evidence he'd need to go to the cops and have us all
arrested for statutory rape? Makes terrific sense to me." said mr Becker,
lighting another cigg.

"Brain wouldn't go to the cops." assured mr Mack. "He wouldn't want to
put his only son through that kind of humiliation. He would die before
he'd let his kid get that kind of reputation around town."

"Are you willing to bet your freedom on that?" asked mr Ray.
Mr Mack thought about it for a moment, then hunched his shoulders in
silence. It would be risky to do such a stunt, and would definitely mean
dire consequences if it back fired. As a consolation, he walked over to
where I was riding mr Rosco, and shoved his hardened cock into my open
mouth. I felt his dick snake between my lips, stretching my jaws wide as
he fucked himself in and out. From his vantage point on the floor under
me, mr Rosco had a grand view of mr Mack's big black cock sliding in and
out of my throat. He looked up with excitement as he watched the big
snake appear and disappear in my throat. I was in my own private heaven,
being filled at two ends simultaneously. The only thing better than
feeling a man get off from using your insides as a jacking machine, is
feeling TWO guys do it.
I was really being used, bouncing myself up and down on one cock, while
being choked by another.

"Hey Mack, remember last Halloween when Dan's dad passed out from that
spiked brew Rosco fed him, and we dressed him up as Ronald MacDonald and
let all the late night patrons take turns butt fucking him?" laughed mr
Ray, sadistically.

"Oh yeah..." laughed mr Mack, ramming his cock in and out of me faster
and faster. "...he had nearly 20 guys in that husky ass of his that
night. Even my boyz from the fire-house really liked ramming him good and
deep."

"They sure did." smiled Ray. "Remember when he started to wake up, and
you shoved your big horse cock all the way down his throat, then pinched
his nose closed until he passed back out from lack of oxygen?"

"Oh yeah... I almost forgot about that." laughed Mack, grabbing me
roughly about the head as he humped his pelvis into my face. "He nearly
ruined the plan. I hadda do something to keep him from waking up."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing about my dad. It was obvious that
these so called friends of his had been fucking him for quite some time
now without his knowledge. Just thinking of how 20 men took turns ramming
themselves in and out of my pops hairy hole, made me bounce up and down
on mr Rosco's slick cock all the harder. They noticed the change in my
aggression, as I fought to get their duel cocks to shoot off inside me at
the same time. Mr Mack held my head in place and fucked my open throat
with long deep penetrating thrusts. I could tell by the way his cock
thickened and throbbed that I was about to get another belly full of
juice. I was really getting a good throat pounding when he suddenly
moaned, then started filling my oral cavity to overflowing proportions
with his fresh semen. The sweet salty goo spilled out over my gums, teeth
and tongue like a creamy white syrup. Once his cock stopped throbbing and
I was able to removed the head and swallow the contents, It took three
big gulps to swallow the entire rich load of milk, giving my belly its
second load of the night.
I was still riding mr Rosco as I ate mr Mack's thick load. Mr Rosco had
been watching me eat the magnificent black man whom spermed my throat
with a delicious african american made meal. While he was still feeding
me, mr Rosco suddenly grabbed me by my hips and shoved his pelvis all the
way up into my plump buttock, burying his entire rod ball deep inside my
stuffed bowels. I was completely impelled on his cock. I could feel his
dick throbbing and jumping wildly inside of me, and I knew by the warm
liquidly feeling cruising through my rectum that he was hosing me with a
quart of hot bartender cum, filling me with 6 searing spurts of his hot
man seed.

"AAAAHHHHH!!!" he yelled, as he filled my butt with his goo.
I was reeling in the fantasy of a duel dosing of semen, when mr Mack
suddenly withdrew and pulled me up off of mr Rosco's still spurting cock.
He then dragged me over to the desk they had fucked me on before, amidst
protest from a short changed Rosco.

"C'mere bitch..." he simply said, roughly shoving me across the smooth
surface.
Mr Mack then stood behind me and pulled my plump ass cheeks apart. He got
himself a good eye full of the slick wet asshole mr Rosco had just
creamed, then shoved the entire length of his hard manhood into me. Even
with mr Rosco's cum lubing the passageway, I still had to yell at the
smart entry, trying to adjust to the size of the meat stretching me out.
I had been used to taking rough fucks from Tommy and his friends while
hookying school before, but while Tommy's friends were good for shoving
their hardons into me before I was ready, they didn't have the sheer
strength and man power these guys did when it came to taking complete and
total control of my ass. These guys didn't care if I enjoyed them fucking
me or not. I wasn't here for my pleasure, -just theirs. They didn't care
if they were hurting me, or to show off infront of their friends trying
to prove who had more stamina. They just wanted to stick their dicks in
me and fuck me until they busted a nut off in my ass. It didn't matter to
them if I got off or not. They weren't here to make ME feel good.
I was laid across the surface of the desk, taking Mack's hard thrusts
into my tender but firm backside, when I noticed mr Ray inching closer
from the other end of the table. His big hard pale pole was swinging back
and forth, seeking a nice warm wet place to lay until my rear end became
available.

I licked my lips with sluttish anticipation as it got closer to my mouth.
I quickly accepted the construction worker's gift without having to be
told. He simply slid himself in until my lips were enclosed around the
crown. I sucked tenderly on the nice head, loving the way it filled my
mouth like a big piece of spongy fruit. As my tongue attacked the
underbelly, mr Ray began feeding me more, pushing his shaft into my mouth
as he took to fucking my face at a steady in and out pace.
Meanwhile mr Mack was making quick work of my ass. Having already dropped
a load in me once, he could now relax and take his time fucking me,
slowly building himself back up to another intense climax. He held me
firmly by the hips, watching as his dark meat moved feverishly in and out
of me. I was again being fucked at both ends, and loving it. This was the
only way to fly!

I could feel both men taking total control of me, both of them taking
command of the holes they were fucking and claiming as their own. I gave
into their expertise, allowing them to fuck my tender orifices to the
speed, pace, depth, and technique of their desire. I was simply a canvas
in which they were to paint their seed. An easy hole for them to fill and
fuck. A convenient place for them to dump their cum. Nothing more would
be asked, desired, or given.
My thoughts turned to that of women, and how only 6 mere months ago I was
one of the biggest pussy chasers in school. Now, after being completely
turned out by the power of the penis, I was now a full fledged cockhound.
A mere shell of the guy I used to be. A piņata of my friends semen. I
knew I had crossed a new threshold, doing what no self respecting woman
would ever allow by letting these older men treat me like a whore. What
woman would let these men do this to them without payment or some hidden
agenda? Rather it was for crack to get high, for money or promotion, or
in the hopes at becoming one of these guys lovers. Only a lowly faggot
with no self esteem would allow himself to be treated like such a
subservant with nothing more to gain than an ass and mouth full of cum.

"uhh... I'm getting close..." I heard mr Mack say, his cock starting to
swell and throb with each inward ram of his hips.
The others all watched closely as he slammed himself in and out of me,
jamming his thick ethnic penis into me until I was nothing but a big
slobbering hole.

"Fuck em! Cream that little motherfucker's ass!" encouraged Ray, ready
for his turn in the sattle.
Spurred on by his buddy's shouts, mr Mack held onto my hips tighter, and
fucked into my open cunt with intensity. My ass was beginning to spasm.
Just as I was on the verge of losing my load all over the edge of the
desk, mr Mack suddenly shoved his cock in ball deep and unloaded.

"Fuckin mothafucka...!!!" he yelled, sending hot jets of scolding cum
deep into my colon.
I could feel the cock jump and jerk as it sprayed my insides full of
gunk. Mr Mack panted horsily as the last of his sperm was pumped into me.
The moment he removed his cock from my hole, did mr Ray turn me around
and flip me over on the desk until I was laying face up. He took hold of
my legs, placing them up on his biceps as he aimed his spit slick dick up
to my dripping anus, and shoved in.

"Ooowwwww...!!" I howled, feeling the cock bud me open. "Yeah, take that
dick!" mr Ray said, jamming himself all the way in as he began pumping me
immediately.
Looking up into his handsome face, and seeing his mad muscular body (a
gift from the heavy work he does in construction), made me want to please
him all the more. I forced myself to relax and accept his offering,
feeling his cock slice through me all the easier. I reached up and began
to run my hands all over his torso, feeling the bulging muscles that
pumped and beat as he worked over top of me. I could just look up and
admire his rugged beauty as he used me as his sperm bank.

"Oooh shit... Ooo fuck..." I moaned, feeling his cock dig in me deep.
Each time his rod would ram through me, I could feel some of mr Mack's
juice escape my hole, streaking down the back of my ass until it could
finally drop to the floor in wet drips.
A loud squashing sound would erupt from my intestines everytime Ray would
shove inside, and a wet sucking sound would echo when he withdrew. It was
like being fucked by a plunger, as he rocked himself in and out.

Mr Ray's fuck thrusts were becoming more and more frantic. He was driving
himself into me repeated, causing my entire body to jerk against the
power of his impacts. My cock lay rock hard against my stomach, leaking a
steady supply of ball juice all over my abdomen and navel. I knew it
would only be a matter of minutes before I would be showering myself with
a healthy spray of my own cum, splattering myself as I got fucked by one
of the sexiest men alive.

"YEAH!" called mr Ray, seeing my cock throb as he fucked me harder.
Unable to hold back any longer, my dick started to throb uncontrollably,
then started to hose my belly with several streaks of white diamonds. Ray
was happy to have made me cum without the use of my hands. He got an
extra added thrill by knowing that it was HIS cock, HIS amazing fuck that
titillated my prostate and made me shoot off without the benefit of
masturbating.
Seeing me cum made mr Ray pick up his pace. My hole was on fire as he
held my legs wide apart and hammered himself in and out.

"YYYYAAAAAAAAAAA.....!!!" Ray groaned, feeling his cock swell just before
it started firing loads of white hot spunk into my rectum.
Ray spent the next several minutes relaxing in my hole, his cock having
finally finished its long climax. When he reluctantly removed his spent
prick, I slowly got up from the desk and made my way over to where mr
Weiler was seated. In no time at all I bent down before him, and started
to freely suck his limp weeny. I didn't take long before I was bobbing my
head up and down in his lap, taking the full length of his ramrod as he
sat back and enjoyed it.

"So is this what you be doing for my boy, Kevin?" asked Weiler, watching
closely as I ate up his dick. "You be corrupting my son with your
cocksucking? Are you trying to turn him into a faggot like yourself? Make
him like to suck cock as much as you?"
I wanted to answer mr Weiler, to tell him to rest assured that Kev is no
closer to becoming a fag than the man on the moon. He simply liked having
his cock well taken care of, just like any other man would. Most guys
didn't care if it were a guy or a girl swinging on their dicks, so long
as they were good at it. Mr Weiler, mr Becker, mr Mack, mr Ray, Rosco and
Kennison fell in that boat, along with Eric and Kevin, Tommy, Kalif,
Chris, Shawn, and Berry. I had a wide array of guys fucking me that
weren't gay. Men who enjoyed fucking my willing holes, making me take
every inch of their cocks and fucking me in ways a woman never would
allow without calling it RAPE or ASSAULT. With me, these guys could open
up all their wide inhibitions. They could fuck me as hard, wild or rough
as they wanted, without fear of pregnancy or a lawsuit.

"Ooo... I'm about to cum you cocksucker..." moaned mr Weiler.
I sucked and slurped my way up and down his wet pole, taking his cockhead
into my throat over and over, slurping madly on the tip with my lips and
tongue. With every descent I was burying his cock well into the very back
of my throat, churning his shaft around in my hot gullet before backing
up with my pressed lips sucking at the swelling glands.
After about 15 minutes of intense sucking, mr Weiler finally let loose
with his torrid meal, flooding my mouth as I swallowed and savored his
sweet manly flavor.

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30 minutes or so later, I was walking up the family drive to my house
when I noticed my dad's car parked in front of the garage. I had been
hoping to beat him home, wanting to take a hot shower to get all the cum
off and out of me before our talk.
I slowly opened the door, hoping that he wouldn't hear me enter until I
was already upstairs in the shower.

"Danny, is that you?" I heard him call from the kitchen. At first I
didn't answer, wanting him to think it was just his imagination. But then
he came into the livingroom.
"I THOUGHT I heard you come in." he said, catching me at the foot of the
steps. "Come here for a minute, I think we should have that talk."

"uh, can it wait dad? I really have to use the toilet." I said, trying to
act as if I needed to pee real bad.

"This will only take a second, son." he said, striking my curiosity.
I followed dad over to the couch, where we both sat down. I was hoping
that dad wouldn't notice the smell of semen all over me. And hoping that
my ass wouldn't leak too much ball juice into the seat of my pants, and
stain the fabric.

"What is it dad?" I asked nervously, knowing he must have come to a
decision.

Dad took a deep breath, then got on with it.
"You left here this morning with the strangest request of a son to his
father. Do you remember what you propositioned me?"

"Yes, dad. I asked if you would be my lover."

"Yes, you did. But before I give you my answer, I want you to know that I
thought long and hard on this. I didn't dismiss it, or take it lite. I
put a lot of time and effort into it. Weighing my decision with the pros
and cons of what something like this could do to a boy your age. You're
just a kid, son. You're not able to foresee problems ahead as a result of
your actions. That's why you have me. I'm the one that is supposed to
look out for you. To make sure that I have your security and well being
in mind and protect you from making a big mistake.
"You're my son. My only child. I would lay down my life for you if I knew
it would guarantee you the right to live. That's why when you came to me
this morning with this proposal, I was against it. Yes I know we've gone
too far over the line already, and passed a threshold no man and his
offspring should ever venture. But whats done is done. We can't forget it
or take it back. I think it's what we both needed at the time. It's what
we both wanted. And I don't see no reason why we couldn't continue it."

My eyes beamed with joy.
"Are you serious, dad? Are you saying what I think it is you're saying?"

"Yes, son. I'm saying that my answer is -"yes".
Forgetting all about the smell of semen on my body, I jumped up off the
couch and landed into dad's arms. We laughed and hugged in relief,
squeezing eachother tight as we reeled in our mutual love for one
another.

"So what now, dad?" I asked, wanting to hop on the erection I saw tenting
the crotch of his pants.

"Well, I've been preparing a nice dinner in the over to celebrate our new
relationship. So why don't you go upstairs to the bathroom like you
planned, while I check on everything down here?" offered daddy.

"But..." I whined, my eyes dropping to his crotch. "...I want to
consummate our relationship, pop."

Dad laughed, chuckling at my horniness and lack of control.
"In time, Danny. There's no rush. We have all night."

"All night?" I asked, "Sounds promising..."
After hearing the good news that dad wanted to be my lover from his own
lips, I ran upstairs to shower and shit out the 3 loads of cum clogging
my colon. Mr Mack, mr Ray and mr Rosco from my dad's favorite bar had
fucked me earlier in the evening, making me pay off an old debt they've
been making my father pay before he got on the wagon and stopped
drinking.
Having dad tell me that we could be lovers was a dream come true. I
started off letting my best friends fuck me, dreaming that it was my dad
humping the dick inside of me instead. Now that we was going to be
sharing the same bed, I wondered what was going to happen when I told
Tommy and them that I could nolonger be their #1 pussyboy?

I showered quick, knowing dad had cooked a good meal to celebrate our new
relationship. I could smell the meat simmering from the moment I entered
the house. I dried myself off, then threw on something provocative. Some
shorts that I knew would hug my ass, showing the round curve and shape
when I walked. I knew I had a nice ass, every guy that's fucked me said
so. Even dad's told me that my ass reminded him of my moms. I always
beamed inside secretly when he said that, for it meant that dad was
checking me out long before that first incident when he exacted revenge
on me.

My stomach was growling, but I knew it wasn't for food. I was craving my
dad's cock and cum. It's been a whole 12 to 13 hours since I last had his
juicy load in me. Mikey had tasted my dad's cum more recent then I had,
when he sucked my pops load out of my ass in school. The thought of dad
adding another load to my bowels mad my cock tent out the front of my
shorts as I ran down the steps in search of my father. When I got to the
bottom step, I heard him talking to someone in the kitchen. At first I
thought I caught him on the phone, until I heard a female's voice
respond.
My heart jumped in my throat as I froze in my footsteps. Peeking around
the corner, I could see a woman sitting at the counter with her back to
me. She had long straight dark blondish hair. I approached quietly,
almost sneaking up on her as she and dad bickered softly. Dad was the
first to notice me, and motioned for the woman to be quiet.

"Now Danny..." he said, trying to cut me off in the doorway.

"Danny?" the woman said, perking up on the stool as she turned around to
see me.

"Mom..." I called, instantly recognizing her face the moment she turned
around.

"Yes, baby. It's mommy." she smiled, getting up from her seat without
stretched arms. "I'm BACK."

NEXT; dad's point of view