Date: Fri, 11 Mar 2011 01:19:19 -0500 (EST)
From: hitln16@aim.com
Subject: Turning A Dad: Part 17

Turning A Dad: Part 17
By: Damien James
Email: hitln16@aim.com

This story is complete fiction, and is not meant to offend anyone.


	When I went to school today, my best friend Mike was waiting for
me, an angry stare screwing up his square jaw. His eyes were intense and
glaring. I was almost scared.


	"You fucked him?" he spit at me. He shoved my shoulders, and I
could feel anger rising in me, as my balls tightened in my sweat pants.


	"Who?" I said, not moving away from him as we both gripped each
others bodies, his clothes crumbling stiffly under my fists, are sides both
against the hallway of steel lockers.


	"My fuckin dad, man," he said. He seemed to lose some anger, as a
kind of sadness came over his face. For a moment, I could have felt bad for
him, but I remembered sliding in and out of his old man's asshole, wrapped
tightly around my fat dick, and I knew it was worth it.


	"No dude, I didn't. Why the hell would you think that". He let go
of my shirt and stepped back, rubbing his head in agitation.


	"I'm sorry, its just that he's been acting weird. Your the only one
who knows about him, and a couple of times he felt loose".


	"Well, I didn't fuck him," I lied. The truth was that I fucked him
a couple times, enjoying taking that man's ass.


	"Alright, I'm sorry then," he said.


	At this point, teachers were in the hallway, sending us to the
principal. No one heard our conversation, but I guess they saw us almost
fight. They made us sit apart, even though we were now cool. Mr. Jackson,
the principal was a pretty angry guy, always screaming in someone's
face. He almost got fired several times for hitting bad kids. But, at least
no one ever cursed at him again.


	I went into his office first, sitting across his desk, watching as
the veins in his forehead expanded over something on his computer.


	"Why were you fighting?" he asked calmly, more threatening because
of the knowledge of his explosive rage, which could reach across the desk
any minute. Normally I wouldn't have cared, but I'd already been in
conflict today, and just felt like going home and taking it out on some
nice juicy asshole.


	"Uhh, it wasn't really a fight sir," I said, until he cut me off
with an outburst.


	"You bein smart boy?"


	"No Sir, I'm not."


	"You better not fuckin be, I'm not in the mood for your shit," he
said adjusting his cock in the leg of his pants between his wide stretched
legs, as if to try to show me how much of a man he is.


	"Yes Sir," I said getting tired of appeasing this guy, spreading my
own legs wide to show off my cock through my sweat pants.


	"So what are we going to do about this boy, suspension. I'll have
to call your parents down," he said.


	"I don't know," I muttered not really caring. He stood up, walking
slowly until he was behind me. I felt the tense grasp of his manly hand
around the back of my neck.


	"You think your something special boy? I can break your little ass
in two" he said into my ear, as his hands gripped me harder. I grinned in
amusement.


	"Do it then."


	After the words left my lips, I thought maybe I should take them
back, but he already had me standing, my ass hitting the top of his desk
with all the force of his big body slamming me down. He ripped my sweat
pants, as he pulled them down my thighs. He didn't wait for them to be
fully off, before his his wet lips were between my legs, slurping at my
asshole. I was still mad, but his tongue was rough, big, and hard against
my taint and hole, and felt perfect drilling me. I held his face into my
head, shoving it in further, as I rode my hole across his nose, lips, and
tongue as he made my hole wet and juicy. My cock was rock hard, even before
he began licking. I took some precum, forced his mouth open by pressing his
cheeks, and slid it onto his lips. Once he had a taste he liked it. He
stared licking my own precum into my hole, the warm sticky feeling sliding
inside me.


	Then he stood, undoing his belt and sliding his pants down
underneath his dress shirt. He pulled his tie to the side, over one
shoulder. His cock was big and fat, but not the best I had ever seen. He
came at me, thinking I was going to take it. I stopped him, turning him
onto the table, taking his dick into my mouth. He was beginning to slam it
in, as I gagged on his rod. It took a little while, but soon I had him in
my previous position, with his legs spread. I didn't eat him though, as I
just wanted him wet for my cock. His ass was hairy, and his pussy was pink
in between his hairy man ass cheeks. I shoved my dick in before he could
stop me, fucking him until I shot load after load of cum inside his tight
hairy cunt. He took it all, the veins in his face throbbing against the
desk that I had him bent over. He was exhausted his body lying flat, after
I finished. I left his office, glad that I was out of trouble and minus a
load of cum in a possibly virgin asshole.