Date: Sun, 28 Sep 2014 16:52:43 +0100
From: Finn O'Shea <osheafinn784@yahoo.ie>
Subject: NOT MY FATHERS SON....PART 7

DISCLAIMER; The following story is totally fictional and is intended for
strictly adult readership only. If you are under age or it is illegal to
read stories of this nature where you live, then STOP reading now.

 This story contains sexual contact between males, including incest,
domination, water sports and humiliation, so, if these themes offend you,
please STOP reading now.

FINALLY; Nifty, relies totally on your donations so, PLEASE support this
wonderful resource. It provides hours of endless FREE fun...

Many thanks guys, for taking the time to contact me. It is, much
appreciated. Apologies again about the delay with the new chapter, I will
try harder. I hope that you like it and that it was worth the wait. Again,
if you would like to comment, please do. It is always great to hear your
thoughts and suggestions. If you would like to read more of my tale,
please, let me know. I have a few more chapter ideas in mind. Many thanks
for reading...ENJOY... F


NOT MY FATHERS SON...PART 7


He pated my head like a well-behaved dog... he was my fucking Master. I
knew that I was nothing but a fucking pathetic animal. Father or not, I was
now nothing more than worthless piece of lowlife fucking scum to him.

`'Good boy... good little ass sniffing queer. You really are a total
fucking shit hound, aren't you boy'' his southern drawl once again became
very pronounced. `' Daddy fucking likes obedient hungry shit hounds'' and
he patted my head again, smiling. The smell of his ripe asshole still clung
to my nose hairs and I longed for more.

`'Yep, you sure are one fucking filthy shit hungry faggot'' he laughed,
pushing me back onto my haunches.

`' Stay pig, fucking stay queer pig'' he ordered. I remained fixed in
place. He turned, grabbed the Bourbon bottle and refilled his
glass. Slurping on his whiskey, he refocused his evil glare on me. Putting
his drink back down, he smiled and began to roll up his shirtsleeves
slowly, exposing his muscled lower arms. Then, unhurriedly, he began to
undo his remaining shirt buttons. Between each button, he leisurely took a
swig from his replenished glass, sneering down arrogantly.

`'Dirty fucking ass munching faggot, just can't fucking wait...can't
fucking wait to see what's under here'' he chuckled. Suddenly without
warning, he sneered, hocked up and spat on my lips.

`'Lick that up faggot'' he commanded, `' you know the fucking drill
shithead''.

Instantly, my tongue went to work. As I worked my father's gob into my
appreciative mouth, my eyes watched him longingly.

`'That's it boy, now swallow cunt'' then he continued undoing his shirt.
Finally, he slipped his shirt off his broad muscular shoulders and threw it
onto the sofa.

He just stood in front of me, only a few feet away, naked from his waist
up. He revelled in my obvious appreciation of his supreme alpha male
masculinity. He was a pure fucking god, he knew it and so did I... and he
was my fucking father.

`'Look at me faggot, look at your fucking Daddy's perfect body'' he barked.

Standing there, wearing just his tight fitting trousers and shinning black
boots, he was a fucking Adonis.

 He remained motionless for a few moments, allowing me to drink in his
flawless physique, his muscle bound arms hanging wide. Fine hair covered
his sculpted chest, circling his large protruding suck able nipples. Then,
gently, he deliberately began to massage his mountainous chest and tight
stomach. Starring down at me, he lightly ran his hands over his magnificent
torso.

`'You fucking love looking at my awesome body, don't you cunt. I'm a real
fucking god, and you'' he shouted `' you are FUCKING NOTHING. You are
nothing but a fucking piece of lowlife shit'' he laughed. `' Just fucking
look at you, kneeling there, fucking drooling like a dog''.

He raised his arms above his head, exposing his hairy armpits. Then, he
flexed, displaying his pure alpha male superiority and physical
prowess. Resting his arms behind his head, he continued.

`' Think that I should fucking allow you to worship this body faggot, do
you think that you fucking deserve to worship my magnificent body, you
pathetic queer cunt. Do you think that you are worthy of the fucking
privilege of worshipping and servicing this straight alpha male
god''. Moving, his hands down, he tenderly began to stroke his flat rock
hard stomach, grinning.

Patting his stomach suggestively, he vainly continued.  `'I fucking want my
glorious body and EVERYTHING that it fucking produces, to be fucking shown
the utter devotion and total respect that it so rightly deserves'' he
sneered, with total contempt in his ice cold eyes. His blatant inference
did not need explaining.

`'Do you think you really deserve the total fucking honour of worshipping
and consuming everything that this fucking glorious body produces, you
dirty queer cunt'' and he spat on my face again. I knew what I needed to
say and what he needed to hear...

`' I BEG YOU MASTER, DADDY...PLEASE, PLEASE, I IMPLORE YOU DADDY, PLEASE
ALLOW ME THE PRIVILEGE OF WORSHIPPING EVERY INCH OF YOUR AWESOME BODY,
SIR...I PROMISE THAT I WILL SHOW IT THE RESPECT AND DEVOTION THAT YOU
DESERVE, MASTER... AND PLEASE, PLEASE. I BEG YOU MASTER...PLEASE TRAIN ME
TO BE YOUR FUCKING TOILET SLAVE, SIR...YOUR PISS DRINKING, SHIT EATING
FAGGOT TOILET SLAVE, MASTER...I shouted, in total torment.

There was no fucking going back. I was a total slave to my father and to
his magnificent body. It was all consuming. My pure and utter desperation
showed in my voice, and it pleased him.

`'That's a good little fucking queer, you know your rightful place, you
fucking filthy toilet faggot '' he stated, still gulping on his
whiskey. Then he began to rub his ribbed six-pack, up and down.

Teasingly, his hand reached lower and then he gently slipped just his thumb
inside the tight waistband of his trousers. Running it proactively along
the inside of his trousers, he stopped right above his fly. Moving his hand
down, he began to unzip, slowly. All the time, his glazed never lost
mine. Slipping his hand through his fly, he rummaged around inside for a
few seconds before pulling his cock through the opening. My eyes only had
seconds to take in the view of his juicy flaccid uncut cock before his
hands obscured my view again. Carefully, he pulled his balls free.

Satisfied, he replaced his hands behind his head. His thick uncut cock,
hung down over his beautiful egg sized nuts. I starred at his delicious
cock and low hanging balls. The skin on the head of his cock was, slightly
pulled back. The tip of his dick was visible. I could clearly see his moist
piss slit. Drops of pre cum oozed and I longed to suckle it lovingly in my
mouth and savour its tasty discharge. Then, I noticed that his nut sack was
fucking hairless.

`'You love that, you little queer cunt, love looking at your fucking
Daddy's pussy stretching cock and my big shaved balls. I like my fucking
nuts shaved. I like them nice and fucking smooth, like a fucking babies
bottom'' he laughed.

`' There's a dumb cunt down at the club and she fucking begs to shave my
nuts for me and as a real treat, I sometimes allow the stupid bitch to lick
them clean after I've had a good hard game of squash'' he smirked.

He began to fondle his cock and balls with one hand, while he swigged on
his whiskey again. Then he reached for the ashtray, retrieved his cigar and
re-light it. Tilting his gorgeous manly head slightly backwards, he blew
cigar smoke towards the ceiling.

`' You are just desperate to fucking get your filthy pig mouth and toilet
tongue busy, aren't you boy `'he barked.

Quickly gripping his hardening cock, he began to wank slowly, right in
front of me. Sighing deeply, I shook with nervous excitement and I licked
my lips in anticipation. He saw me, and faking a caring voice, he
arrogantly continued.

`'Not so fucking fast, you dirty homo. I like to fucking take things
slowly, cunt.  Now, I'm all in favour of all this father son bonding shit,
so first, why don't you tell Daddy just how much that little piggy nose of
yours wants to sniff Daddy's big sweaty balls. Come on faggot, tell your
Daddy just how fucking badly you want to smell his sweaty nut sack'' he
laughed.

I began to beg with every ounce of conviction that I could summon up. `'
Please, please Daddy, please Master, I humbly beg you to allow this
worthless pig the privilege of sniffing your beautiful balls. I beg you
Sir, I know that I'm nothing but please, please, please Daddy, allow this
filthy lowlife faggot the honour of smelling your sweaty nuts. You are my
GOD, and I am here to worship you...Please, please allow me to smell your
nut sweat Sir'' stammering, I continued on for sometime.

When I had finished, all I could was hope that my pathetic ramblings had
satisfied his ego. He smiled down at me and putting down his drink and
cigar, he grabbed my head at the sides.

`' That's a good little pig...very good little fucking pig indeed, Daddy's
happy'' his tone almost sounded warm. `' Ok faggot, I'm going to allow you
to fucking sniff my sweaty nuts''.

I almost cried with gratitude. `' Thank you Daddy, thank you Master'' I
blurted out.

`' But just fucking sniff them, cunt, I'd better not feel any fucking
tongue, you understand queer boy'' he asked. Yes, Master, yes I
understand'' I responded.

`' Good faggot'' and he began to bring my face towards his sweaty sack.
Just as the tip of my nose was about to touch his sack, he stopped, holding
my face in place.

`' Now, just like when you had your fucking faggot face buried deep in my
ass, I expect to hear big deep piggy sniffs, cunt'' he ordered. `' Now get
sniffing, pig boy''.

I inhaled intensely. The aroma of my father's balls was like fucking catnip
and I was fucking high. My nose hairs tingled from the smell of his fucking
nut sweat. I was in fucking pig scent heaven. He moved my face around and
then began to push my face into his delicious nuts. His sweaty balls now
covered my fucking nose.

`'That's it cunt, smell my fucking sweaty balls, you dirty fucking faggot''
and he began to grind my face right into his moist nuts. I was fucking
stuck between heaven and hell. All I wanted to do now was taste his manly
sweat. I longed to fucking lick every fucking drop of sweat off my fathers
nuts. I fought to keep my fucking eager tongue locked in my mouth.

`' Yep, you fucking love the smell of your Daddy's balls, don't you
faggot''. All I could do was mumble and nod in response. He continued
grinding my face into his crotch and I obediently, did as instructed.

`' Right, you little shit eater, now I want to fucking feel that piggy
tongue of yours. Fucking lick your Masters balls clean, lick your Daddy's
fucking nuts clean, boy...show me just how fucking good you are with that
faggot cleaning tongue of yours'' he barked. `' Get to it, you queer pig,
get fucking licking''.

 It was like a fucking answer to my prayers and I didn't need to be told
twice. My tongue sprung right into action and I began lapping lovingly at
my fathers salty nuts. Fuck, they tasted good. I tenderly lapped up every
dried up bead of sweat off his balls.

`' That's a fucking good faggot. Let me fucking feel that tongue cunt, nice
fucking long licks faggot and fucking look at me while you lap, cunt. Let
Daddy see just how fucking grateful you are to be allowed to lick his
fucking sweaty balls clean''. I looked up and he starred right down into my
eyes.

`' Good little cunt'' he said as I began to attentively work my tongue over
each fucking massive ball. Content with my work, I then began licking them
both simultaneously, desperate to ensure that I had done a through job.

`' Now faggot, I want you to fucking suck on my balls. I fucking want both
my balls in your fucking faggot mouth at once, so open wide boy'' he
growled.

`'Fucking tilt your head back cunt'' and he push my head back by my
forehead.

Moving slightly forward, he rested his nuts on my mouth. I opened my mouth
as wide as possible, desperately trying to suck them in but they were just
too fucking big. I could sense that he was becoming annoyed.

`'I fucking told you pig, open that fucking homo mouth''. I felt him slip
his fingers into each side of my mouth and then he forcible began to spread
it wider. It really fucking hurt, then I heard him say...

`'Ah, that's it'' and I felt his balls begin to fill my mouth. `' Watch the
fucking teeth, cunt. Cut me.. and you will fucking know all about it,
faggot''. Then he relaxed.

`'Now, suck shit licker and I want to feel your pig tongue work my balls
while they're in your faggot mouth. Fucking do it'' he hollered.

With his balls filling every inch of my mouth, it was impossible to move my
tongue. He glared down at me. Anger filled his face.

`'I'm not feeling that tongue, cunt'' he shouted.' 'Maybe the little dirty
queer needs some fucking proper encouragement'' and he pinched my nose
closed.

Horror filled me, I couldn't fucking breath. My fear showed in my eyes but
he just smiled back evilly. My terror was fucking tuning him on. He had
complete and total fucking control. I could feel my face redden and I began
to choke.

`'I fucking told you already pig, I WANT TO FUCKING FEEL THAT TONGUE WORK,
CUNT'' he ordered. Moving my head slightly and I somehow managed to wriggle
my tongue beneath his balls.

`'There you go cunt, see you can do it. Keep it up faggot, that feels
really fucking great''. I did as commanded and kept my tongue
going. Finally, he released his grip on my nose. Air, thankfully, filled my
lungs quickly. Content, he slowly withdrew his huge nut sack from my mouth.

`'Now, that wasn't so bad...was it asswipe''. Then he continued. `'
However, you really need to learn to do as you're told cunt, or as you saw,
there will be fucking consequences'' he calmly stated.

I was still gasping for air as he tousled my hair and walked off to the
mini bar.

Nonchalantly, he strode back, his semi hard cock and balls swinging in
front of his trousers, beer can in hand. I was a fucking mess but he was
obviously indifferent to my distress. Looking down at me again, he grinned
and cracked open his beer.

`'You know faggot that since I've been home, well, I still haven't had a
fucking piss'' and he smiled. `' You see, what I'm thinking is now that
we've got that faggot mouth of yours nicely loosened up, that we might as
well get your fucking toilet training started, cunt. What do you think,
faggot''.  I knew that it wasn't a question. Before I could answer, he
continued.

`' I really need a wicked fucking piss and I fucking know just how thirsty
you must be cunt'' he grinned. `'And... I know just how much you faggots
love to fucking guzzle down a real mans piss, so what do you say cunt. Want
to drink some Daddy piss'' he asked.

`' Yes Sir, I want to drink your fucking piss'' I quickly
responded. Another, lightening quick back hander hit my face. I yelped,
like a dog.

`' I already told you...you queer cunt, that I want, doesn't fucking get''.

Pointing at the floor between his legs, he continued. `' So, get the fuck
over here and ask your Daddy to piss in that faggot mouth of yours...and do
it nicely, boy. Convince your Daddy that you really deserve to drink his
piss, you piece of faggot shit'' he ordered.

I shuffled across the floor to where he was pointing.

`' Lean back cunt'' he said, pushing my head backwards. Spreading his
powerful legs, he straddled my chest.

`'I need to get fucking comfortable, faggot. A real man likes to be fucking
comfortable when he takes a fucking piss'' pausing he grinned `' and more
importantly, when he takes a really good fucking satisfying dump'' and he
laughed.

He carefully positioned my face, right down between his legs. `' Fucking
perfect'' he smirked. His cock dangled just above my mouth. Reaching down,
he gently pealed back his foreskin a little more, exposing its bulbous
head.

 It hung there, teasing me, nearly touching my lips. He stretched
arrogantly and placed his arms back behind his head again. Glaring down, he
spoke.

`'Now, like a good little fucking queer faggot, tell Daddy why you think
you fucking deserve to drink his fucking superior alpha male piss. Tell
Master why you deserve to be his chosen little piss bucket. Why do you
deserve to drink my fucking God piss, you pathetic cunt'' he blasted out.

When I began to speak, his cock was so close that it brushed my lips. I
fucking wanted his piss, so badly, that it hurt.

`' I beg you Daddy, please, please piss in my fucking mouth. I know that
it's an honour Master to get to drink your delicious piss and I'd be so
fucking grateful Sir. So fucking grateful to be allowed to drink your
superior alpha male piss. You are a fucking God and I am nothing but
lowlife scum''.

I was beyond degradation. I would say whatever needed to have him fucking
urinate in my mouth. `' I will gratefully gulp your piss down Daddy, like
the queer cunt, that I am'' I pleaded.

`' Nice one, cunt. I think that I might just fucking piss in that faggot
toilet mouth''.  The condescension in voice was palpable.

`' First though faggot, I want you to fucking kiss my piss slit, cunt. Go
on, pig, kiss just my piss slit. Kiss that pisshole, faggot''.

He still had his arms behind his head as I brought my lips to his
cock. Gently, I pursed my lips and planted an adoring kiss right on his
pisshole.

`' That was good, now do it again faggot and this time let me feel your
fucking queer tongue in the fucking hole. Let me feel you clean out my piss
hole with your fucking tongue, you dirty little piss-loving cunt. I
immediately obeyed. Bringing my lips back to his cock head, I placed my
lips over his pisshole. Tenderly, I probed my Daddy's pisshole with my
devoted tongue. I probed deeper and I heard him moan. Keen to please, I
continued to work the inside of his fucking piss slit with the tip of my
tongue. His moaning increased and then abruptly, he commanded me to stop. I
immediately thanked him for allowing me to savour and clean his pisshole
with my tongue.

`' Good cunt, that was good and you're really starting to finally fucking
learn and show promise. I think that you've earned a fucking reward cunt, a
big huge fucking reward.

And, who says that I haven't got good fucking parenting skills, huh'' he
smirked. Good performance always deserves a fucking reward, so open that
fucking toilet mouth wide, you queer cunt. Daddy's going to fill that piss
thirsty fucking mouth of yours with his own tasty special brew. See how
fucking thoughtful and caring I am. Now... open your fucking queer mouth
wider boy. Show Daddy his new fucking piss pot'' he barked.

I opened my mouth as wide as possible. He lowered his arms and placed them
on his waist.

 `' Good fucking toilet queer, now keep looking up at your fucking new
toilet Master, faggot''.

His thick cock hung less than an inch above my open waiting mouth.

`' You better not fucking spill a drop, cunt, if you fucking do, I won't be
fucking happy. And... no fucking swallowing until I tell you, faggot. You
fucking understand, boy''.

`'Yes Daddy, I understand'' I said, nodding my head in compliance.

 Initially, it was a slow intermittent trickle but it quickly...


IF YOU WOULD LIKE ME TO CONTINUE THEN...LET ME KNOW GUYS...