Date: Wed, 20 Dec 2006 12:33:09 EST
From: Kristiantrey@aol.com
Subject: Finally series, part three

This story is a work of Fiction. Actually, it is a fictional biography of
my youth. names, places, dialogue changed to make it a good story but
otherwise true! let me know if you like it!

questions,comments,suggestions to

kristiantrey@aol.com


Finally, part three.


Love hurts. Especially when it's nine plus inches of hard daddy dick going
deep up my young 15 year old ass! I sighed as dad hit bottom, deep inside
me. This time it didn't hurt as much, I guess he was being more gentle. Or
maybe not. I opened my eyes to his ragged breath. Felt that big dick slid
in and out of me. My arms holding daddy tight around his neck. My ankles
over his shoulders as he drove deep into me.

His big cock penetrated my thin body. But it didn't hurt so much this
time. I guess I was opened by his last rough fuck. Wet and slippery from
the load of sperm he had shot into me. My daddies cum deep inside me lubing
his rock hard prick.

The same sperm that had made me 15 plus years ago now lubed my tight
butt. My daddies hot breath on my skin. His muscles tense as he rode me. My
mouth opened to take his burning tongue in. My body shuttered as dad made
me his.

"I love you, son!" dad huffed into my ear.

"Dad, I love you too!" I cried.

His dick fucking my tight ass hard, his strong arms moved my legs till they
were wrapped around his waist. Then he lifted me up. Us up as he sat up
straight. My arms clung to his neck. Most of my weight being held up by the
nine inch cock deep up my teen hole.

I gasped as he went in deeper. Deeper than I thought possible. As I slid my
skinny teen body down dad's thick cock, impaling myself on his hot dick,
stars exploded in my head. The intense pain as he dug in deep made me black
out for a second. My eyes rolled back in my head.

"Chris!" dad cried, "you ok son?"

I answered him the only way I could. The feeling as my whole body was being
supported by his dick deep in me too much to handle. Dad's beautiful cock
moving over my abused prostrate too much to take. My teen juice flowed out
of my dick, covering his flat, muscular stomach as I had the most intense,
violent orgasm of my young life!

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After that night, the night I first tasted my dad's hot dick and wonderful
sperm, things got real crazy. Dad avoided me for days. Wouldn't talk to me
at all. Left notes asking what we needed at the grocery store or telling me
to do stuff.

Early mornings he'd take off jogging to avoid me. Or work late until I was
in bed. I missed him. Started to worry about what happened. Blamed myself.

Finally figured he was avoiding me cause it was so bad. That I was bad. A
lousy lay. That he was disgusted by what we did. Disgusted with me. That he
hated me. I knew he liked doing it with guys so I ended up figuring that it
was so bad with me cause I was horrible. Skinny, ugly, useless. Stupid
thoughts I know now but I hurt so much from his rejection.

I emailed my on line buddy Jon in Texas. A hot older dude. Whined to him
about dad. He comforted me. Asked me if dad knew of the abuse at the hands
of my ex step dad. Jon is the only person I ever told about it. Met him in
AOL's chat room about gay incest. He is the one who explained to me that
what my step dad did to me was abuse. Though I still had a tough time
thinking that it wasn't something that boys just were supposed to do. That
I was supposed to just do as I was told. No matter how much it hurt.

Anyway, I told him that dad didn't know. He told me just to wait and let
time do it's magic. But I still was hurt.

Saturday morning I had left him a note practically begging him to talk to
me. Asking him to forgive me. That I needed him. That I loved him.

But he blew me off. Pissed me off that he ignored me. Even when I got right
in his face about it. He just walked out. Took off for the day. I lay in
bed crying the whole afternoon. This hurt. Being rejected by the one person
I loved the most.

By the time the sun set my mood had changed to anger. So he thought I was
horrible. That I was some kind of slut or something. I got pissed off that
he couldn't, wouldn't deal with it. With me.

Showered, put on a tight black tee shirt, button fly 501 jeans and
sneakers. Headed out. Headed to the mall. Saturday night and I knew it
would be hopping. Hope for, fuck who the fuck I knew what I was thinking. I
hurt! Deep inside.

Cruised the mall. Went into the men's room at the department store with the
same name as the one I met Randy up north in. Really had to piss. Pulled
out my dick and did just that as two guys came in.

One on each side of me. Quickly checked them out. The one on the left,
maybe 25 at most, tall, like almost 6 ft., muscular, strong body. Short
brown hair. Thin mustache. Black long sleeved silk dress shirt, open at the
neck to reveal a nice tanned chest. Dress pants, expensive shoes. Hardening
dick in his hand as he checked me out.

The one on the right, maybe 20 if that. Shorter than the other guy, but
still a few inches taller than me. Stocky, solid build. Like a football
player. Or maybe soccer. Wearing a rugby shirt. Tight jeans showing a nice
round ass. Stroking his dick as he looked at my now horny, rock hard teen
dick.

"Hey, cutie," the stocky jock said to me.

"You like to play?" His tall buddy asked.

"Yeah, sure guys," I quietly answered.

"Kid, your fucking beautiful!" the tall dude told me as he ran his fingers
through my long blond hair.

That was nice to hear, his compliment made my cheeks burn.

"He's blushing, that's so cute!" his jock buddy said.

"Want to come home with us for some real fun, kid?" the tall guy asked.

Now, I don't usually go places with strangers. Especially two strong young
guys like these. But their kind words and my anger at dad made me not
care. They liked me! That's all that mattered to my hurt pride.

We walked to their car. A really nice Bmw. I was going to get in the back
but the stocky guy had me sit on his lap. As we rode to their house, he and
I kissed. His hand up under my tee shirt exploring my body. By the time we
pulled into their garage, my shirt was off and my pants un buttoned.

I was going to re button them when I got out of the car, but as the garage
door slid shut, the stocky guy--Rick--just pulled them off me, laughing. I
left my shoes and clothes in their garage. Walked between them nude into
the house.

The tall guy and I sat on the couch as his buddy went into the kitchen. I
soon had his shirt unbuttoned revealing a hot, muscular chest. I was
running my tongue over his hard brown nipple when Rick came back with three
beers.

"Here, Chris, drink up!" He laughed. "Derrick, this kid is so damn cute I
could just eat him."

"Who's stopping you?" Derrick, the tall dude, smiled, "go for it, lover."

Rick took a long drink from his beer bottle. Then got on the floor between
my legs. He reached for my dick as I drank some of the beer he had given
me. I lay back against the soft leather couch as the hot jock sucked me.

Derrick got up and left the room. I shivered as Rick took another long
drink from his ice cold beer, then went down on me. The cold liquid on my
hot dick felt weird. And fucking hot. He sucked me hard. My dick felt so
good in his hot mouth. Then he got up and pulled me off the couch. Led me
by the hand to the bedroom.

"I was wondering if you guys were coming," a now nude Derrick said as he
lay on the big king sized bed.

The tall stud had a hot body. Tanned, muscular, defined chest and
stomach. No hair at all. Shaved smooth, right down to his balls. His dick
maybe 8 inches long, but really thin. Thinner than mine.

I put my beer down next to his on the night stand and climbed next to
him. His mouth met mine as I tasted his drink on his lips. Together we
watched Rick strip. His stocky body was just as defined as Derricks. His
silky black hair around his dick shining in the low light of the bed
room. Hair there and just a little under his arms. Otherwise he was as
smooth as Derrick. Or me for that matter.

Rick's dick was wet. Uncut, maybe six inches long. Shorter than my 7 inches
even. And thin too. But still damn fucking nice.

The bed rocked as he joined us. I was pressed between two hot
guys. Derrick's mouth on mine. Rick's roaming over my young body. I shook
as he sucked me again. Gently rubbed my balls. Derrick moved down my chest
until he was playfully biting my pink nipples. Rick went for my ass. I felt
his tongue enter me.

I stood on my knees on the bed. Rick behind me, eating my tight
ass. Derrick sucking my dick. This was hot.  They moved me on my
side. Derrick's hot dick at my mouth, his on my dick. We 69'd as Rick
licked my butt. Then the stocky jock had his dick pressed to my teen hole
and was sliding in me.

Rick's expert rim job had me wet and ready. Didn't hurt at all as he fucked
me. His arms around my neck as he kissed my back. Bit my neck softly.  Then
rolled both me and Derrick over. Rick on the bottom, me with his dick up my
teen butt in the middle, and Derrick on top with his cock in my throat.

I could imagine the view Derrick had of his lover screwing my tight
butt. Rick held me tight in his strong arms. Derrick moved around until his
tongue was licking my hole. My teen hole that had his lover's dick in
it. Being rimmed and fucked at the same time is just the most awesome
feeling.

Derrick got me good and wet, then climbed on me. His smooth body between my
legs. His hard dick pressing against my already full hole. I've heard of
this, hell, seeing pictures on the net of guys getting double fucked got me
to shoot big time. But to have it done to me?

I tried to relax. Hell, their two dicks together weren't as big as uncle
Mark's had been. And he had fucked my 5 year old hole till it bled. I knew
I could handle these two dudes if I just relaxed.

"Chris, baby, let me in, handsome." Derrick moaned. "Your so fucking
beautiful kid."

I don't know if it was his words or the beer, but I relaxed as he pushed
in.  His long, thin prick joined his lover's up my butt. He went in balls
deep, his testicles slapping Rick's as they double fucked my poor ass!

But I loved it. Ok, it did hurt. But the feeing of being part of two men
was so great. Rick's strong arms holding me tight. Not to keep me from
running, but to comfort and support me. And Derrick's tongue in my mouth
was wonderful.

The tall tanned stud on top of me slid his cock in and out. Rubbing Rick's
dick and making it slide over my prostate. Rick let out a loud moan, sank
his teeth deep into the soft flesh of my neck and exploded inside me. His
lover thrust hard and joined him in a hot frenzy of lust. My ass dripped
sperm as they filled me to over flowing.

They gently slid out of my stretched hole. Rick's mouth met mine as Derrick
went down and sucked the sperm out of my slowly closing teen hole.

"You ok, Chris?" Rick whispered.

"Yeah, more than ok, guys," I grinned at them.

"Fuck that was hot kid! Shit, Rick, look at the marks on his neck."

"Damn, sorry kid, gave you one nasty hickey." Rick said. "You going to get
in trouble over that, Chris?"

"No, no way. My dad doesn't give a shit about me anyway, guys, it's ok."

"You sure?" Derrick asked.

"Yeah," I quietly said.

"He cool with you staying out late?" Rick asked.

"Sure, why? It's only 9:30pm guys." I said.

"We're heading to a hot party later, want to come?" Rick asked me.

Did I? Usually I was home by 11:00pm at the latest.  But I was so angry at
dad still. And he didn't even talk to me anymore. Why would he give a fuck
if I was out all night? If I even ever went home?

"I would fucking love to go, guys!" I replied.

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The party was rocking. Hot guys everywhere in the big, water front
house. The two hosts, Karl and Trent, greeted Derrick and Rick with big
hugs. They were a little more friendly to me. Ok, Trent had his tongue down
my throat as Karl sucked on my neck from behind. Karl's hands roaming up
under my black tee shirt. Trent groping my teen dick through my jeans.

I wandered though the large house. Found the bar in the kitchen and grabbed
another beer. Men everywhere. Mostly older, my new buddies Derrick and
Trent the youngest I saw. Some well dressed in expensive dress shirts and
pants. Some in tee shirts and jeans like me. A few hot guys in tank tops
and tight shorts. All smiling and being nice to me.

I noticed a few things about all these gay men. Oh, they were all nice. And
most were in decent shape. But a lot of them smoked. Something I don't
like. And they all had short hair. Mine was by far the longest. Except for
the few 'bear' type men, most didn't have facial hair either.

I thought that being gay meant you could be yourself. These guys were as
polished and looked so alike, just like the tight groups of kids in
school. Not all of them, but hell, what the fuck does an 15 year old high
school freshman know anyway?

A little overwhelmed by all these guys, I took my beer out to the
patio. Sat by the canal that ran behind the house. Full of big boats. The
lights on the water from the other expensive homes such a contrast to my
quiet neighborhood.

Rick came out and sat with me.

"You ok, cutie?"  he asked me.

"Sure, just getting some air," I told him.

Truthfully, all that smoke bothered my asthma big time. I didn't want to
cough and had left my inhaler at home in my rush to go out tonight.

"Chris, Derrick and I are heading home in awhile, do you want a ride?" Rick
questioned me, "or Karl said that he could bring you home after the party."

"Oh, that's cool. I'd like to stay a awhile and see what's up."

"Yeah, you didn't get off, sorry about that, Chris, I'm sure you'll find
plenty of guys here to take care of that." Rick gave me funny look, "Kid,
just how old are you anyway?"

"15," I admitted quietly.

"Fuck! Damn, you're a beautiful kid, take care, Chris." he said.

He gave me a tight hug and a hard look before he left. Looked kind of
scared. Guess being with a guy my age freaked him a little.

I went back in to get another beer. I don't drink much but tonight I didn't
give a shit. Decided I better hit the bathroom too. Found one just as a hot
guy came out.

"Have fun in there, kid," he laughed at me.

I went in. There was a guy standing by the tub pissing. Into the
tub. Thought that was weird until I saw the guy lying down, getting soaked
from the dude's piss.

Young, almost my age maybe. Wearing a tight white wife beater tank top, now
soaked to the skin with piss. Soaked jeans, bare feet. The wet shirt clung
to his tight, hard body. Not jock-hard like Rick, but lean and tough. Long
greasy black hair tied back in a pony tail. Patch of dark fuzz on his
chin. Fucking hot I thought as I watched his mouth open to taste the man's
warm piss.

With a shock, I recognized him. A kid from my high school. In the 11th
grade. A rough, scary bastard with a nasty rep. Cuff, his nickname, the
only thing I ever heard anyone call him, even the teachers.

"Your turn, kid," the man said as he zipped up. "Don't worry, he loves it."

Ok, this was fucking weird. I had to piss bad but the hot guy in the tub, a
kid from my school no less, was turning me on.

"Give it to me," he growled, "let me taste it, stud."

Fuck, ok, I did. I pulled out my quickly thickening dick and tried to relax
enough to piss. His wet body spread before me was so hot. But the beer did
the trick and I had to fucking go!

I let go with a strong stream of hot liquid. Aimed at his chest. Moved my
dick back and forth as I soaked him good. I was pissing with a hard dick I
was so horny by now.

"Dude, man, in my mouth," he grunted, "let me taste it, stud."

I aimed at his open mouth. He brought his lips up to my dick and I shook as
I felt his warm breath on me. My piss flowed into his thirsty mouth and
down his hot throat.

I moaned as his hot mouth swallowed my teen prick. My piss stopped as he
sucked me. My rock hard 7 inches deep in his sucking throat. His dark black
eyes met my blue ones as he sucked me. My hand went down his undone
jeans. Gripped his dick tight in the wet confines of his pants.

Then I shuttered as my teen cum flowed into his hot mouth. Cuff sucked me
hard, swallowing ever drop. I almost fell on him I was so out of it. His
strong arms caught me. His lips met mine in a wet, spunk filled kiss.

As I left, two other hot studs were busy splashing there golden piss over
him. He gave me look that said he wanted more. From me?

After a bite to eat and another beer, I found Karl and Trent. Thought about
asking him to drive me home but his hot mouth on mine got me horny
again. The two well dressed hosts took me by the arm and walked me into
their playroom.

Dark, dank, hot. Windows blacked out. Full of half naked, sweaty guys
making out. They pulled me to a old dirty mattress lying in the middle of
the room. A spot light shone on it.

As Karl kissed me, Trent stripped me. My tee shirt, my sneakers. My jeans
down around my ankles. Then Karl lifted me as Trent pulled them off. No
shorts--they were still at Derrick's and Rick's place. In the garage I
think.

They positioned me in the light. My nude body for all these hot guys to
lust after. Sure, I was horny, my dick hard. But I was scared too. Hell, I
knew enough that I guessed I was about to be the main event of the
party. Getting gang banged may be a hot fantasy, but did I really want all
these guys on my young teen body? Up my tight butt?

Watching the men around me strip, I realized that I either had the choice
of joining them and having fun or get gang raped. My old habit, driven into
me by my step dad's violent insistence, of never saying 'no' took over.

Karl lay me on my back as his thick prick pushed against my lips. As I
sucked him deep, I felt Trent penetrate my butt with his cock. But he was
gentle and well lubed and slipped in easy. And Karl was down on my dick
with his talented mouth.

This wasn't so bad. Damn, it was great actually. Karl sucked me until he
shot in my mouth. Trent deposited his sperm up my teen hole. The other guys
were all going at it with each other. Sure, three more were quick to join
me on the bed, but they were fun. One sucked me. One shoved his tongue in
my mouth, the third was sucking on my nipples.

Strong hands lifted me and I felt a mouth sucking Trent's juice out of my
butt. Then a dick slid in deep. Pumped my tight ass full of man juice after
a few thrusts.

I was having a great time. No one forced me to do anything. They all
kissed, sucked, licked and played with my young body. These were real men,
guys who didn't believe in forcing themselves on another man. Or kid.

I sucked down maybe 10 hot loads of sperm. Took several guys up my
ass. Loved every minute of it but didn't get off for some reason. After
about a hour or so, I had to piss bad again. Walked nude to the bathroom
where Cuff had been. Was kind of disappointed he wasn't there. Pissed and
left, looking for Karl.

Found him and Trent with a now nude, freshly showered Cuff. He was so damn
hot standing there. I joined them and he put his arm around me.

"Chris, you want a ride home?" Karl asked me, "Cuff here said he'd take you
if you want."

"On your bike?" I asked, I loved riding motorcycles.

"Yeah, stud, sure," his low, sexy voice said to me, "let's go find my
clothes, and yours too, stud."

We found mine back in the playroom. Still full of guys going at it. I
followed Cuff to a guest bedroom. He shut the door and pulled me close.

His mouth met mine. My tongue went deep inside him. We moved to the bed. He
pulled me down on top of him. My hard dick pressed against his flat
stomach. His against my thigh.

I explored his hot body with my mouth. Sucked his nipples, then bit as he
moaned and squirmed under me. Took his nice 6 inch uncut dick down my
throat. Ran my tongue under the thin, tight skin of his foreskin. Tasted
his dripping pre-cum.

His legs spread showing me his dripping hole. Dripping sperm. I licked deep
up his hot, sweaty crack. Sucked cum from his used butt hole. Drove two
fingers in deep. Pulled them out covered in sticky goo. Put them in his hot
mouth. He let out a low moan as he sucked my fingers clean.

"Fuck me, Chris," he cried, "please, stud?"

"Sure Cuff, sounds fucken great!" but I was in a kinky mood and wanted to
do something else first. "You want my big dick up you, you gotta pay the
price!"

I was just kidding, sort of, but he just grinned and ran his tongue over
his red lips.

"Chris, what do you want, stud?" he asked me, "I'll do anything to feel
that hot dick in me!"

"First, eat my ass out, Cuff," I moaned as I sat on his face.

My butt was damn sore from all the hot dicks that had been up it. And full
of tasty cum. I guessed he'd like to taste it. His moans as his hot tongue
probed deep into me showed me how right I was. I relaxed my hole and let
all the juice slid into his mouth. He kind of choked on it, there was so
much cum leaking out of me. But he keep sucking until I was cleaned out.

"Second, stud, kiss me!" I cried as my mouth met his and I tasted all that
used cum on his lips.

I held him down by his thin wrists as I tongue wrestled with him. Not that
he couldn't break free anytime. But I wanted to be on top this time. To be
in control. And he let me.

"Third, why the hell do they call you 'Cuff'?" I asked him.

"Why? Cause I always carry these!" he laughed.

Cuff pulled a set of used police handcuffs off his jeans from where they
lay on the bed. They were closed around a belt loop.

"My dad gave them to me, Chris," he quietly told me. "Before he left the
force and took off."

"Oh, sorry dude," I told him.

"It's ok, Chris, really. Hey, you want to use them?" he asked me.

"You want to handcuff me?" I asked, suddenly scared.

"No, cuff me and then ride my ass, dude," he moaned, "Please, Chris?"

 I took the offered handcuffs. Pulled his arms over his head. Cuffed him to
the head board. His lean arms stretched over his head. The black fur wet
and dank under his pits.

He spread his legs and I lined my dick up with his wet hole. One shove and
I was balls deep. I bent forward to push my tongue back in his hot
mouth. We kissed as I rode his hot ass. Not tight, but wet and hot and my
dick just loved it.

My hands held his arms hard, holding him down, controlling him. He loved
it. I pulled off his hot mouth. A long string of sticky spit fell from my
mouth to his face. His tongue snaked out and licked it up.

I saw my chance and spit into his open mouth. His whole body jumped. Then
again as my wet spit hit his hard, smooth chest. His pale skin under my
tanned young body. I drove deep into his ass.

I must have hit the right spot. He jumped, swore and moaned as his dick
shot off. His ass tightened on my deeply buried teen prick and I joined his
orgasm as my cum exploded deep into his body.

I lay on his panting body. My nose in his wet, hot pit. I gently got the
hand cuffs off him. His wrists were raw. We kissed for what seemed like
hours.

4:30 am. Cuff dropped me off in front of my house. The ride with me
clinging to his hot body was so fucking great. He kissed me before he
left. I had his cell number and email. He had mine.

I walked into the dark house. Into the kitchen. Saw my dad sitting at the
table in the dark. A empty six pack on the cold table. My happiness at
finding Cuff turned to fear.  This big, strong, hard man, my dad, was drunk
and angry. At me!

"Where the hell have you been, Chris?" he snapped at me.

"Why, what the fuck do you care?" I snapped back.

Hell, I was still angry that he hurt me. Avoided me all week and know he's
mad at me? Maybe it was the beers, maybe it was the hurt still burning in
my heart, but I decided to fight back this time.

"What? Chris, it's 4:30 in the morning. Where the fuck have you been all
night?"

"I was out having fun. With guys who like me. Wanted me. Who are not
disgusted by me and who I am."

"Chris, I'm your father, don't talk like that to me!"

"Some damn dad you are. First you tease me with what I've only dreamed
about. Then you ignore me. Avoid me. Blow me off when I really need you the
most!" I was hurt and angry.

"Chris, don't talk about that ever!" he barked.

"Fuck off, dad. You know you wanted me. Was I so bad? Why didn't you just
take me! I wanted you just as much as you wanted me!" I cried.

"Chris, no , that can never happen again, son," he said.

"Was I so fucking bad? Am I so ugly that you get disgusted looking at me?
Being with me in bed? I know I'm not one of those muscle stud you bring
home and screw but I thought I gave you a good blow job at least,
daddy. Didn`t you like it?"

"Chris, it's not that..." he began.

"Then what? Dad, I know that some guys like me. Fuck, the party I was at
tonight had dozens of guys all chasing me, lusting after me!" I cried out.

"Chris, god, don't say that. That's disgusting!" dad said in a cold voice.

"They didn't find me disgusting! They loved me! Hell, daddy," I said softly
and sweetly, my tone making my description even more lurid, "I took a dozen
guys up my butt! And even more fed me their hot cum, right down your little
boy's sucking mouth!"

"Chris, no! Don't say that!"

"Why, cause they took what your not man enough too? That they enjoyed me?
Weren't disgusted by me?" I was sobbing now.

Dad glared at me. Rage filled his eyes. Anger that made me shake.

"You dirty little whore!" he yelled, "you're a fucking whore, Chris!"

"I am not! I don't take money from guys when I give them my body, daddy. I
take them cause I want them. I love it! Love having dozens of guys screw
me! Dump their loads down my throat or up my butt" I yelled back.

"You little sorry ass bastard!" he snapped.

He stood over me, his tall, strong body looming over mine. His fist came at
me. I fell to the floor as pain exploded in my jaw. Tears of pain, of
anger, of loss, running down my face.

Dad looked down at me, turned and stalked out. I heard the door slam as he
left. I crawled to my room. Climbed in bed. The pain, the fear, the beers,
I fell into a dark nightmare filled sleep.

The throbbing in my jaw woke me. It was dark. I looked at the
clock. 8:45pm. Felt something heavy on the bed. Sat up to see dad sitting
there, watching me.

"Chris, son, I'm so sorry baby," he began.

"Dad." I whispered.

"We have to talk. To figure this out. Oh god, Chris, you don't know...."

"Dad, please!" I said louder.

I was holding my left hand tight to my chest. As dad turned on the light I
saw why it hurt so much. My thumb was swollen, bruised, black and
blue. Guess I landed on it when I fell. Hurt like fucking hell.

"Chris, we have to get this settled, now. Before it gets any more out of
control."

"Daddy," I cried, tears from the pain in my eyes, "later! We have a bigger
problem right now."

He turned pale as he saw my hand. One arm went around my shoulder. Tears in
his eyes.

"Oh, hell, baby, daddy is so sorry!" he cried.