Date: Fri, 01 Nov 2019 16:24:46 +0000
From: whipped@protonmail.com
Subject: Reese and The Cowboy - Chapter 3

Category: Authoritarian/Incest

This story is total fiction. It is not based on any real people or any real
events. All characters are over eighteen and you must be over eighteen to
read it. If you've read the other chapters, you know this contains
derogatory language and is written for people who enjoy that kind of
thing. It also contains rough sex. Always obtain consent in real life and
always wrap it up.

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Reese

I was on my knees for hours. Not two or three hours, but what had to be six
or seven hours. My throat was completely raw, it hurt to swallow, and I
couldn't even speak above a whisper anymore.

I didn't think the frat guys would ever stop.

I didn't know any of their names. None of them said hello to me or anything
friendly. They just walked in, unzipped or took their pants off, used my
mouth, and left.

I started calling them by names in my head.

Dad bod. Horsecock. Skinny guy. Faux hawk. Mustache. Goatee. Babyface. Big
Feet. Drunk Guy. Muscles.

They came in the room, came in my mouth, left, and then came back.

For hours.

It was like an endless stream of young dick, fucking my throat and jizzing
in my mouth and on the gimp suit.

And I couldn't count on any of them staying the same.

One time, they would just unzip and stand there while I sucked their cock
and licked their balls. The next time, they would have zero mercy. They
would just grab the back of my head and slam fuck their cock balls deep
over and over as I gagged and choked.

Finally, I just sort of blanked out.

I stopped noticing if it was the fit athletic guy or the chubby guy. I
stopped caring about anything. All that mattered was the guy came and I had
that few seconds break before starting again.

I must have swallowed galloons of cum.

I thought my jaw was going to break or something from being held so wide
all night.

And then, hours after it started, it stopped.



David



I hadn't had a ton of luck since the divorce. I wasn't really fat, but a 63
year old with grey hair, a grey beard, a mediocre job, and a body turning
to fat wasn't exactly a catch. I weighed probably 223 and was 6 foot.

I had a nice thick dick, but nobody except for two strippers I paid for a
handjob had seen it recently.

Most nights, I was at the strip club.

That's where I met Dante.

At first, I was a little wary. He was big and black and came over and
bought me a beer. Not exactly normal behavior for strangers at a titty bar.

But then, he turned out to be all right.

He was with some kids from his old college frat, taking them to some kind
of overnight festival. He just wanted some adult company.

And he bought me a lot of lap dances. Blondes with big titties, brunettes,
even a black chick with a huge fucking ass.

I was horned up like I hadn't been in years.

Then, he told me about the kid.

At first, I was like fuck no. I had had a wife. I wasn't a fag. No way in
hell.

He didn't push it, but he kept buying me drinks.

And then, around closing time, I realized what I'd be missing.

Yeah, maybe it was a boy in the gimp suit. But it would be a mouth wrapped
around my dick. Maybe it would be worth it.

Then, he said the magic words.

Dante looked at me and said, "The kid is totally smooth and tight, if you'd
rather bang some asspussy."

My dick surged.



Reese



Big Feet pulled his wet cock out of my mouth, pulled up his boxers, and
practically jetted out of the room.

I had a minute where I thought, "This is it. It's over. I'm done."

Then I realized why he left.

The black man was back.

He didn't waste time, either.

He undressed completely, snapped his fingers, and pointed to his feet.

I crawled over to him and took his dick in my mouth.

He pulled my head off it and spoke.

He said:

You sucked all that frat dick and swallowed all that young nut because
you're a fag slave cunt, ain't that right? You're property, boy, here to
offer your holes to real men?

I nodded, then realized he wanted a verbal response.

I was barely able to answer, "Yes, sir."

Then he asked a weird question.

He said, "Where do you go to school?"

I hesitated, but realized he saw my shirt.

I replied, "Xavier Prep."

I heard a gasp.

And I turned and saw him.

My dad.

Naked.

Then my dad said, "Fucking queer goes to school with my boy Reese."



David



I had been on the fence about nutting inside of this gimp boy. Dante had
talked me into the idea of watching him suck Dante and then jumping in if I
wanted some.

The revelation the little shit went to Xavier Prep, though, that pissed me
off.

This queer might shower with Reese. He might be starting at him in a shower
or after class. He might be trying to turn my own boy or contaminate him
with all this fagshit.

My son was going to school with someone who had just spent hours being a
cum dump for frat boys and was about to eat an old man's black dick.

I decided I would teach the boy a lesson.

I spit on my dick and jacked it hard real quick.

Then I punish fucked him.



Reese



I was in shock. I thought I was numb before, but now I was almost
paralyzed. My dad was here. Naked. He just saw me sucking black dick. He
knew I sucked those frat guys. He saw me in the gimp suit.

Then my brain processed everything. He saw me in the suit. He said I went
to school with Reese. He didn't know it was me. I was safe.

Then I felt his arms under my arms. Then I was bent over the bed. Then his
right hand gripped my throat.

Then it happened.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

I felt his dick, my dad's dick, push at my hole.

I wanted to shout stop. I wanted to get away. This was my dad.

Then it was too late.

He rammed himself inside me.



David



I tried assfucking my ex once. I got two inches in before she started
crying and made me take it out.

That was my only experience with anal.

Until now.

There was no words for how good this highschool kid's asshole felt.

His cunt clinched my dick tight like a silk or velvet massage. His
thrashing, even while I held him down by his throat, made his butt clench
and suck my dick in and out.

It was a million times tighter and better than any pussy I had ever had.

And the fact he was a disgusting fag freak meant I didn't need to be nice
or take it easy.

By the third push, I felt my dick bottom out and my balls smack his suit.

I switched over then to laying my full weight on top of him, wrapping my
arm around his throat to keep him still, and rough and deep humping him.

His tears and whimpering turned me on more than I ever could have imagined.

The fact he was my boy's age just made it hotter.



Reese



I kept thinking he would realise it was me and stop. And I wanted him to
stop. It hurt so bad. Worse than the cowboy. And it was my dad. He wouldn't
do this to me.

I thought of telling him it was me, but I could barely speak after being
throat fucked and I didn't know what he would do if he found out.

So I fought him.

I tried to push him off and he just held me down. I tried to buck him off
and he just made me take it. Every thrust of his dick was like an iron bar
being thrust deep into my guts.

Finally, I surrendered.



David



I felt the second the slut gave up fighting and gave in. Dante was so right
about this kid.

His pussy was heaven.

I started going without any mercy or even awareness of the boy, just
treating him like a worthless fuckhole.

In. Out. In. Out. Slam. Out. Slam. Out.

I called him every name for a faggot I could remember and made sure he knew
what I thought of him.

I growled:

You should be out fucking pussy and instead you're a worthless little fag
bitch...a dirty fuck...useless faggot cunthole... filthy
cocksucker... you're nothing but a teenage dick ditch... I'm going to juice
your hole good, queer..take my daddy dick..

I couldn't see his face with the gimp mask on, but I knew by his whimpering
he was being taught a real lesson.

And then, things changed.

The little cunt moaned. Then his ass pressed back against me.

Fuck.

The queer was liking being treated this way.



Reese



I had become an animal. My dad rutting inside me had me in tears. It hurt
and I was humiliated and I just wanted to die. He was calling me every name
in the book and I felt him on top of me and in me and I knew I shouldn't
have come to the hotel.

He smelled like those stupid cigars he smoked.

And then, what happened with the cowboy, started happening again.

The pain started going away and I felt his dick hitting that spot inside me
that felt so good. I started leaking precum with every thrust.

I moaned. Not on purpose, but because it was so intense. It was like my
dad's dick was now the one jacking me off from the inside.

I pushed back and tried to get more. I wiggled against it and just
surrendered to nature.



David



I felt him change under me. His tiny little body no longer needed to be
held down. He wasn't bucking to fight me. He was bucking to get more of me
in him.

I flipped over on the bed, holding him on my dick, and pulled myself up to
the headrest. I relaxed on the pillows.

Then I looked up at him and said, "Ride me, fairy."

I could see his young dick was rock hard in the gimp suit and he didn't
waste a second.

He started bouncing on my fat cock over and over, taking it to the balls
every thrust.

I could see the pain and pleasure in his eyes.



Reese



I couldn't hardly look at him. I tried closing my eyes, but everytime I did
he slapped me hard to get my attention and my eyes back on him.

I rode him for what seemed like hours.

I came staring at my dad's hairy chest and fat belly with his dick deep
inside me.

He came seconds later.

For a minute, I just sat there as his dick softened inside me. I thought of
all my birthdays and Christmases passed and all the ones still to come. I
tried to imagine how anything could ever be the same. I would always know
this happened, even if he didn't.

Then he shoved me off him, got dressed, and walked out the door.