Date: Tue, 16 Nov 2010 14:07:17 -0500
From: plutoinchains@gmail.com
Subject: Teabag Part 01

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	My name's Caleb. My dad and I rent a house together not far from
the oldest part of our town. We both pay half the rent and my girlfriend
Amber used to live with us. Back then we used to party all the time, my
dad included. He's been friends with my friends since he came back into
my life when I got outta high school. For a while there he wasn't apart
of my life at all because when I was twelve he got busted for beating
the fuck out of a cop. No shit. Judge gave him five years. After he got
out, he said he wanted to start over and we got close again. Less than a
year later he was sellin weed to my friends and eventually he started
growing the stuff. Never smoked any of it though; said he was done with
all that shit- for good, but I guess he still needed the money.
      I, myself, love gettin high, especially with Amber cause it gets
her horny every time. Amber's amazing, but she's a crazy slut. One time
I blew off plans we made to go do acid with my friends and she threw out
all our food and broke all the light bulbs. The thing about crazy girls
though is that they usually wanna fuck more often than the average bitch,
except I guess the ones that collect cats, but who knows, maybe they
masturbate like fiends to make up for the fact that they spend most of
their adult lives alone.
      Amber may be crazy, but she's also wicked fucking smart too. I
swear sometimes she can read thoughts. She solves puzzles all the time
and she's so damn insightful. One day outta nowhere when we were
cleaning out the bongs she said to me, "You ever notice how your dad
still lives like he's in college."
	"What do you mean?"
	"He drinks every night and he's always looking for pussy. The dude
eats pizza every day," she said.
	"He also runs faster than any other motherfucker we know. He's got
a real job and shit too."
	"Yeah but he still parties with his son's friends. Everybody
talks to him like he's your roommate rather than your dad. I don't mean
nothing by it, it's just kinda weird, y'know?"
	My dad had never really been like a father to me. When I was
growing, he came in and out of my life whenever he and my mom were
fighting, sometimes like a stranger who always asked me what I was up to
and how I was doing in school. I never really felt like I was missing on
out on a father or nothing, but sometimes I wanted him around to help
me out. He was still a good guy though. Since we've been living together
he's always been teaching me stuff and always loans me the rent money
when I can't pay it that month.
	There was this one time I was looking through my dad's stuff to
see if he had my digi, and found this stack of Polaroids of balls. I had
completely forgotten cause we were so wasted, but one night Amber shaved
my balls and took a bunch of pictures em to touch herself to when I was
at work, which I thought was pretty hot, but I couldn't figure out what
they were doin in my dad's room. I lifted em up and found a used cum
rag underneath em.
	I thought, `this is just too fucking weird. There must be some
kind of mistake.'
	I've seen my dad checking out Amber before when she gets out of
the shower or when she gets drunk and ditches her top so I knew he
wasn't gay, but then again, what if bein in prison for those five years
got him to start liking dudes.
      So I told Amber that I found the Polaroids in his room on top of
a cum rag. Her eyes got real big and then she snickered.
	"What?"
	"Your dad found those in our room one night when you were at work
and I told him they were Tommy's! Your dad gets off to pictures of his
own kid's balls and he has no idea! That's fucking hilarious! Dude, your
dad is gay for you!"
      "My dad's not gay. If he was gay, how would he have made me?"
	"I dunno. Maybe he's just curious or something. Either way it's
hilarious."
	I guess it was pretty funny. I've been told I got a fucked up
sense of humor, but looking at the situation objectively, it was
actually too bizarre not to laugh at. My dad digs my balls and, if
genetics hold true, basically digs his own balls, and he doesn't even
know it. My dad and I have almost walked in on each other bustin a nut a
few times, but been lucky enough to knock first most times. Just a few
days before that I had knocked and almost walked in to his room but
heard him zippin his pants back up and just yelled through the door to
tell him that his phone had gone off. It seemed kind of funny now
thinking that he'd probably been thinking about my balls then.
	For a few days, Amber couldn't stop makin jokes about it. She
started callin my nuts the family jewels. When she does shit like that
though to try to fuck with me, she gets horny if I don't get
uncomfortable. So I started playin along by the second day just to be
able to have another way to get her wet on command. I got the impression
that she was really into thinking about my dad's appreciation for my
ball sack.
      She's twisted though dude. She got me to say shit like, "You
wanna make some more Polaroids?"
	And she rubbed my dick and said, "Yeah hide em under his pillow
for me baby."
	"Yeah, you want my dad?"
	"I think I do baby."
	"Yeah?"
	"You could take some Polaroids of us for him."
      She fucked me harder and moaned more that day than she had since
we moved in together. I started to figure that if I wanted the sex to
stay this good I was gonna have to play along with her fucked up
fantasies for a little while.
      Between the sexual madness and my crazy work schedule, we were
trying to have some of her old friends from college over one night and
so we bought a nice bottle of rum. They ended up canceling on us and so
we just tried to see how much of the bottle we could drink on our own.
We ended up watching this slasher movie, and we were pretty drunk. It
was one of those twist at the end kind of deals, but she was wearing
this tank top that showed off her tits, so drunk as I was I wasn't
really payin much attention to the movie. She said the killer was the
quiet guy and I was sure it was the cop. We ended up placing bets.
If I won she had to clean my car but if she won I had to teabag my dad.
      If you don't know what teabagging is, it's when drunk dudes at
parties lay their nuts across the faces of other dudes who pass out
early in the night. Guess I'm somewhat a fratboy at heart. Fuck it.
      Well, the twist at the end of the movie sucked and the killer
turned out to be the quiet guy. At first I tried talking her out of the
bet, but she was dead set on me drapin my nuts on my dads face, and I
thought at least I might get laid out of this.
      She goes into her room and comes back with the camcorder. She
promised she wouldn't put it on the internet. If I hadn't been so drunk
I might've negotiated the camcorder out of the deal, but as luck would
have it, we were both on the edge of bein tanked.
      So tryin to be as quiet as possible, but still clumsy as fuck, we
sort of stumbled our way into my dad's room. This wouldn't have been
possible if he wasn't a really heavy sleeper, but he is and he's
prescribed sleeping aid.
      She turns on the camera and I get over to the other side of the
bed, watchin his face to see if he twitches or moves. I guess I was kind
of stalling too, so Amber cleared her throat real quietly and I looked
up and she's gotten this dumb smile on her face. She points to the bed
like she's telling me to get on it. We were both giggling most of this
time. So I ease one knee onto the bed, and the bed sinks down a bit, but
not enough to move him, so I put a little more weight on. After it
looked like he wasn't gonna wake up, I eased my other knee onto the bed.
I was wearin a pair of exercise shorts. I slipped em down in the front
with my boxers, and bein drunk as shit, I wasn't nervous til I looked
down and saw my dick and my dad's face in my view at the same time. I
looked down at my balls, and noticed all the hair had mostly grown back
since a few weeks ago when Amber had shaved it off. I liked the way
they'd felt smooth but the hair had grown back so slow I didn't even
notice the change.
	I took my little guys into my hands and rolled em around a bit,
and looked up at Amber one last time to make sure she was still serious.
She had the camera level with my dad's face pointing up at me so my face
was in the shot too. She whispered to me, "come on."
	I guess I had this kind of now or never feeling and so I leaned
down a bit until my balls were over his head. I put one hand on the head
board and pushed my hips and was able to stop geekin until I actually
felt the bottom of my junk graze his forehead. We laughed pretty hard
but I kept it under control enough keep us from rousin him out of sleep.
So I push my hips just a little bit more and my balls dropped onto his
forehead. I remember it tickled a little bit when I could feel the hairs
on my balls mesh with the fuzz of his buzzcut. I looked up and Amber had
this smile on her face that made me just wanna jump off the bed and fuck
the life out of her. I should've known she had bigger plans.
	"Put your balls on your dad's mouth," she says. Any other state of
mind but trashed I would've been creeped out to the point of no return,
but I was drunk as shit and happened to think that sounded hilarious in
the moment and I hate to admit it, but I think I liked the idea of
humiliating him. Might be the more fucked up part of me that I realized
I was doin it somewhat because I like to flex my dominance sometimes. So
I move my left knee over bit further towards his elbow and I felt my
balls just float along the ridges of his face, across his brow, down his
nose, onto the stubble on his upper lip, and finally straight onto his
closed lips. I could feel each individual breath through his nose as he
was breathin blowin through the hairs on my sack. Made me wonder for a
second if he could smell em in his sleep and if he'd get turned on like
he did to the polaroids.
	I look over and I see Amber proppin the camera up on the
nightstand so that its angled a little upwards. She sneaks over real
quiet like with that same smile stuck on her face, and she reaches out,
snickers for a second, and then pinches my dad's nose shut. At first
I'm grateful thinking at least I'm not gonna feel his breath on my
balls. Then dad's lips opened and one of my guys fell in and she let go
of his nose. I remember I was in shock that she'd be so twisted. My face
must've shown it too. Felt warm on the ball. I laughed out loud for a
second, a little too loud, and she looks up and she shushed me like a l
ibrarian. I stood there partially still from the shock for a second and
she moved back to the camcorder so she could start filmin hands on
again. That warm feeling on the ball that slipped into his mouth started
to feel a little warmer. Then it started to feel like it was being
stroked real soft and I realized that this had just reached a new level
of fucked up. Really slowly, my dad was licking my ball that had slipped
in his mouth in his sleep.
	Amber gasped for a second and said, "Is he-?"
	I was unable to process what was going on and was just staring at
her with my mouth open like a retard. I heard the zoom mechanism on the
camera moving and I knew she was zooming in on this shit. And I felt the
impulse to just pull my sack out of my dad's mouth and just end these
shenanigans right then and there, but also, I was black-out drunk and I
gotta say, it felt kind of good.
      "Baby this is turning me on," she says to me.
      "Really?"
      "Yeah. Mmm..."
      I laughed for a second, and I looked over and she was touching
herself. Instantly my cock jumped up a bit and then I started gettin
hard. I guess I was a between a rock and a hard dick cause the sex
between us lately had gotten stale a little bit before all that shit
with the polaroids and I was wonderin if she was getting bored with me,
especially since I'd started gettin a bit of beer gut lately. I hadn't
seen her look so turned on that she had to touch herself in ages. Bein
as drunk as I was I guess I started feelin like I had to keep this weird
shit up for a bit to win her interest back. So I said, "Take off your
dress."
      She gave me this sly drunken look and started to slowly pull her
dress up her legs before she grabbed the waist of it and threw it off of
her body. She's got one hell of a body. Nice ass, tits are a little
small for my taste, but a seriously beautiful ass. She runs one hand up
her leg and her other hand down her chest. One meets her pussy while the
other meets her nipple ring. I started to sort of imitate her motions,
but I was really drunk, one hand lazily runnin across the shaft of my
half-hard cock, the other pullin the one ball out of my dad's mouth to
switch it out for the other ball.
      Honestly, I don't even know where my head was. I've been told I
have a tendency to take things way too far, but when I'm drunk, it's
pretty fucked up sometimes. I'm just not gonna be one of those people
who gets to die without regrets, this night as an example. Come to think
of it everything that happened as a result of this night is too.
      She lifted her leg up a little bit so I could watch her finger
herself, reading my mind. I was totally in a trance. My balls were
getting licked slow, I was jerking it as slow as I could, but I was
starting to want to hurry this up so I could just fuck her.
      "Twist your dad's nipple," she says.
      "What?"
      "Do it."
      A few weeks before that we'd both listened to my dad drunkenly
rant about how he needs a woman who's not too shy to twist his nipples.
It was way too much fucking information, but she'd been making fun of
him every chance she could since it happened, partly to embarrass him,
but mostly to make me uncomfortable. You'd have thought we were the
perfect match.
      I looked down at my dad's hairy chest though and thought
simultaneously as I said, "Nah baby that's just too fucked up."
      "I'll suck his dick if you do it."
      Sorry to pause this again for back story, but as I'd been tryin to
get her to fuck more often, we'd been telling each other about shit we'd
always wanted to do, but never did it. She said she'd always wanted to
fuck me up the ass with a strap-on, but I'd thought that was just her
fucked up sense of humor. I'd told her that I wanted to see another dude
fuck her, especially that I'd wanted to see her suck another guy's dick.
I couldn't explain it, but she said it had something to do with the fact
that I'd always wanted to suck my own dick, which was something I think
my ex-girlfriend told her. It's true, I always have, but there isn't a
guy who wouldn't.
	Amber kneeled beside the bed and started pullin the covers down a
bit, and we both saw that made dad had boned up. I lifted my sack out of
his mouth carefully and felt it drag against his lips, which made me get
a little harder against my will. I knelt down beside the bed to get a
good view of this. We'd video taped her suckin my dick before but
somehow this seemed sweeter. She lifted up his waistband, springing his
dick out, and pull his boxers down so she could tuck the waistband under
his balls.
	"Damn, looks just like yours."
	"Whoa, weird." I'd never noticed but, she was right; our dicks are
fuckin identical.
	"I dig it," and with that she shoved my dad's whole dick in her
mouth and my dick sprang instantly to attention. From this angle it
looked like she was suckin my dick, but my head was off center to my
body. I moved down a little closer to get a better view, watchin her
lips ride up and down the shaft of his cock. I could smell it. I could
smell him I guess. I watched his balls contract up to his crotch, and
the skin of his sack got that pruned texture that guys get when their
balls pull up. I startin stroking one out, I know it's weird but I was
crazy turned on. After a minute or so she let off his dick for a second,
licked her way down his shaft giving it a wet sheen, and started lickin
on his balls. His dick sprang up for a second and dripped some of her
saliva just below the hair around his belly button.
	When Amber moves from my dick to my balls, I always start stroking
myself to keep the sensations in my dick going. It just feels better
that way. Somehow seeing her move to his balls translated in my brain to
some kind of vicarious need for stimulation, and I can't believe I did
it and it must've happened because I was so fucking drunk, but I reached
up and started to use my hand to pick up where she had just left off and
stroked him off a few times. Just a few times. I felt the wetness from
her spit as lube and I swear it felt like my own dick was on a different
body, I didn't even stop jerking myself off. I came to my senses real
quick though and pulled my hand back, soon enough for her to not seem to
notice what I'd done, but not soon enough to keep him from waking up.
	"Mmmmm, Amber?" he mumbled half asleep. Then he opened his eyes a
bit and we froze. "Wha-? What's goin on?"
	"Run for it!" she said and we bolted half-naked, leaving her dress
on the floor. Thankfully the adrenaline rush woke me up enough to
remember to grab the camera.
	Once we got upstairs I was still half-hard and she was laughing
madly once we closed our door behind us. I filmed her masturbating on
our bed and set the camera aside to fuck the life out of her, but I was
in such a hurry I forgot to set the camera up to capture it, which is a
shame cause as drunk as I was, I remember it being a damn good fuck.

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