Date: Tue, 22 Mar 2011 16:47:10 -0700 (PDT)
From: kevin b <b_kevin80@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Creator and Me part.3

 Alright guys I know some of you have been waiting for the 3rd chapter of
my story. I would like to remind you that this story is completely fiction,
and if you relate to this story is pure coincidence. I'll be working on the
last chapter soon...if you would like to add me on Facebook to keep on
track of my updates for the new chapter or any new stories just sent your
request to b_kevin80@yahoo.com just type on the message "story tracker" Or
a personal message including story in it...lol my name will be shown as
Izzy Rivera or as always you can reach me by email I will be happy to reply
back as always...ok well let's not waist any more time and find out what
happens next.  Enjoy it!!


			     My Creator and Me
				 CHAPTER 3
			      THE FALLEN WALL

"DAD!!" I jumped out of my dad's bed as soon as I saw him; I picked up my
clothes and covered my hard dick with them. I was so scared, I didn't know
what to do, I looked at my dad and I notice he was thinking but I couldn't
make out what was on his mind. Was he angry? Or surprised?  The silence was
cold and really empty.  My eyes filled with tears and before they started
coming down I said "Dad. I'm so sorry" he walked right up to me and stop a
few inches away from my naked body. I didn't know what to do, I was still
in shocked that he found me laying on his bed naked and jacking off with
his trousers on my face smelling his exotic and dirty man smell.  My heart
was beating so fast when he was so close to me, but then at that moment I
noticed his eyes. They were filled with tears as well, at that moment my
heart got crushed, feeling the pain he was feeling I reached out with my
right hand and touched his face and told him how sorry I was. "I'm sorry
too" he replied, I was confused what was he sorry for? And right before I
could tell him it wasn't his fault my Dad swung his arm back and forward
giving me a big blow to my face knocking me down to the floor.  I blacked
out for a few seconds, trying to figure out what just happened I realize I
was on the floor. I looked up and saw my dad standing next to me looking at
the wooden floor. "What the fuck were you doing?" he asked. I sat up on the
floor holding my face with both hands crying like I never have before. "Are
you a fucken fagget? Tell me right now!" "No" I whispered "I asked you a
fucken question mother fucker."  I stood up and in my dad's face I said
"YES!! OK YES I AM FUCKEN FAGGET! ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?"I yelled at my dad. He
grabbed me by the neck trying to choke the life out of me. "Don't you talk
to me like that you asshole" and slapped me with all his might. I should've
cry and beg him to let me go but I couldn't, feeling his hand choking me
made me feel even hornier. Feeling his man power over me made my dick get
hard.  I couldn't understand the strange feeling, it was freighting and hot
all at the same time.


Finally he let go of my throat and pushed me down to the floor again but
this time he got on top of my naked body and grabbed my hair, pulling my
head back with so much forced that even my neck made a small cracking
sound. I let out a small screech. "I'm sorry dad!... what else do u want me
to say?" ...he pulled my hair back way harder this time. "Aaaagh you are
hurting me dad, please stop I beg you" I cried out to him. "I don't think
you really want me to let you go fucker, your dick seems to have the best
time ever" he reached back and grabbed my hard cock. "Please dad I'm your
son" He got so close to my face, so close in fact that I could kiss him
right in that moment. "you are no damn son of mine, you are a mother fucker
cock sucker" the way he said does words made my dick and heart jumped so
hard, and at that moment I said something I could regret for the rest of my
life "Yeah, you are right, I'm a fucken cock sucker, a slut, a fucken
fagget. But I'm only all those things because of you, because I only want
you to fuck me, so I can move on and keep living my life." My dad's mood
changed from anger to surprise in disbelieve from the words that came out
of my mouth.  My chance to kiss my dad was right in front of me and I knew
that if I don't take the opportunity I might not get another shot again, so
I went for it.


I reached out putting my hand behind his head quickly pushing it forward to
my direction making his lips meet mine. When I finally kissed him he tried
to pull away but I didn't let him, at that moment I forgot about the world
and just kept kissing him, not caring if he was my father or that I would
end up living under a bridge after this kiss.  All cards were on the table
at that point and I had to play them right taking the risk I might lose
everything forever.  I had to open my eyes to see my dad's reaction; I
could see the horror in his beautiful light brown eyes. My dad was looking
at me with drops of water coming down his cheeks filled with sadness and
sorrow making me feel like the worst son ever. "What have I done? ... But
what's done is done and can't undo things now" my conscience was killing
me.  But for my surprise my dad slowly closed his eyes and opened his mouth
really gently returning my kiss by sucking on my lower lip with so much
care, then he let go of my hair replacing the strong grip with a soft
touch, pressing my lips to his.  Breaking our kiss my dad got up putting
his strong arms under my knees and back and pulled me up. He lift me up
with no problem what so ever, I put my arms behind his neck holding myself
against him like I used to when I was a child.


He carried me to his bed and lay me down on my back, he looked down on me
and notice my big hard dick, by that point I was so fucken horny and I just
wanted my dad to fuck me so bad. He looked to the side of the bed and lean
over to grab something; it was his dirty underwear, the same underwear I
took out of his dirty laundry basket, the same underwear I smelled and jerk
off from. He took a long look at it and then looked at me again. With a
quick movement he put his trousers in my mouth, forcing his underwear all
the way down in my throat, without any hesitation he turned me around
putting me over my stomach.  I heard the sound of his zipper and after a
few seconds I felt the tip of his cock in my ass hole. "Yes, this is what I
was waiting for "I thought.  But I was wrong, the fantasy I pictured in my
head at the coffee shop of my dad and I having the hottest sex ever it was
just that a stupid FANTASY!  Without losing any more time my dad pushed his
cock up my virgin hole without lube or spit, with only his underwear to
bite on every time his big juicy cock pounded my ass giving me the pain of
my life. My body felt weak from all that pain and pounding I was getting
from my dad, I never felt so abuse by my own father. I didn't want this
anymore but I couldn't say anything the pain was so overwhelming. I bit the
underwear so hard so it could help me deal with the pain but that didn't
help at all.  I couldn't stand it anymore, I let go of the underwear and
scream so loud "MOTHER FUCKER YOU'RE FUCKEN HURTING ME YOU BITCH" I tried
to get up but he pin me down pulling my arm back. "SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU
BITCH, YOU WANTED THIS MORE THAN I DID YOU LITTLE SLUT, NOW SHUT UP AND
OPEN UP YOUR FUCKEN ASS FOR YOUR DADDY, YOU'RE GETTING MY BIG FAT DICK, SO
JUST TAKE IT LIKE THE PUSSY BOY YOU ARE!"  "Please dad!" I cried out. "I
love you, and really wanna be with you, I wanna make you happy..." I said,
but I never thought the next words I spoke out loud would make my dad stop
"I'm begging you don't ruin the perfect image I have of you in my heart,
you are my hero, my everything, and you are the only person my ass will
worship but not like this."


I felt his cock sliding out of my hole. When he pulled it all the way out,
my ass jumped from the pain it felt after his dick came out completely, he
cleaned himself up and pulled up his zipper and walked to the dresser next
to the door, he took his car keys and walked out, I only could hear the
front door open and close immediately.


Still trying to erase everything that happened I went to my bathroom and
got in the shower to calm myself down, I let the hot water wash away the
pain that was cause by my dad's dick.  I wanted to talk to someone, I
wanted someone to just listen to me and comfort me, but who could I call? I
have no friends or family who I can really trust and tell him or her what
happened.  A little while after I got out of the shower i got dress and
then decided to continue on my assignment for school. I took my lap top out
of my backpack and flipped it open, when the screen turned on i notice on
the screen Adee's full name fallowed by his phone number. My face lit up
with so much happiness and without hesitation I walked to the table next to
my bed and grab my cell. With tears in my eyes I dial his number.  After 3
rings Adee finally picked up the phone. "Hello? ......Adee?" I asked
letting out a quick sob.