Date: Thu, 8 Jan 2009 20:02:43 -0600 From: E R Subject: Marine Dad and I part 5 This Story is intended for a mature audience only. This is a work of fiction for artistic enjoyment. Well time again has passed and I am now getting ready to turn 18 years old. My dad and I have stopped working out a lot. He and I both got to be super muscular but it became too much. I wanted to continue but dad and I decided that too much muscle couldn't be so good. My birthday gift from my dad was once again a new car. This time it was a HUMMER. I also got a trip to Amersterdam. We would be leaving the next day. Dad also decided that we needed to get new clothes since we needed to be somewhat dressed. We went and bought shoes, shirts pants and of course he bought me some special underwear. We of course had all kinds of the usual and unusual underwear. I never thought that dad would have done this but he chartered a private jet for us. The Learjet had a bedroom, bathroom, living room and a small kitchen. Of course we joined the mile high club and I also got something my dad wanted to give me. He wanted me to tattoo my ass cheeks with his name. So Austin of course also came with us and he gave me a tattoo while we were at 30000 feet. This was fucking awesome. Dad and then Austin also fucked me and they decided that today I would take two cocks in my ass at once. Austin since then has gained muscle and has gotten his tongue split and split his ball sac into 2. This was fucking hot. I had never seen something like this. He asked me if I would ever let him play around with my body. My dad answered for me and said yes he would. My dad also said hell I will even let you do whatever you want to me. Once we arrived to our house that dad rented Austin went out and bought all the drugs he wanted. He was a usual pothead and he also did other drugs. He didn't do the hardcore shit often but he did enjoy them. All 3 of us enjoyed going out to the clubs and bars high and drunk. Fucking whenever we wanted was awesome dad even invited some German skinheads. They were fucking hot and had all kinds of tattoos and piercings. One of the guys had so many piercings that his friends called him the iron man. He had so many cock piercings that when he walked you could hear him jingle. The other guys had tats and piercings but the biggest surprise was when I saw a guy with no penis and balls. This was the first time I had ever seen this. The guy had a man pussy. I was given the chance to fuck him and I did. My dad even said that he wanted to show him what a real cock was and the guy was screaming in pain from the biggest dick he had seen or even felt inside of him. My dad showed him what kind of bitch he was. My dad and the guys also had their fun with me. When I wasn't sleeping or passed out I would usually be doing a few lines or fucking. Fucking like 50 times a day at least. I would pass out and they would fuck me until I woke back up or until they were done. I would wake up and be full of cum. I would have dried cum all over my legs and ass. Since I was doing lines I would hardly sleep or even eat. This was a good thing since I wouldn't have any time to take a shit. The whole time I was there I only ate maybe twice and it was either cum or very little food. I was constantly drinking alcohol, piss, cum or spit. I lost a totally of maybe 20 lbs. I didn't work out much so that was part of the problem too. The two weeks there were lots of fun. Dad was so happy with me that he asked me if I would ever want to see the guys again. Me being the horny slut that I am I said yes. So he invited them to come over and have fun whenever they wanted. He told them where we lived in the United States and our address and phones. Being home again was nice since dad and I finally got to be alone and we got to rest. The first week we slept at least 15 hours. Of course we would fuck a few times during the 9 hours of being awake. My dad said that I was now a man that I would be treated as one form now on. I could get whatever I wanted and I wouldn't need to ask for permission. I told him that I wanted him to tell me what I could and couldn't do. I loved the way he would always tell me what to do. I began to start liking to like hardcore heavy porn. I liked to see how guys were tortured and dominated. Dad saw this and he began to build a room where I would have my fun. If you have ideas about what the others should be like please let me know at wcu2012@live.com. Comments are more than welcomed.