Date: Tue, 12 Feb 2019 20:02:12 +0100 From: Hairy Beefy Beast Subject: chapter 11 of 'my father the whore' Chapter 11 Category : gay/incest/ chapter 11 of 'my father the whore ( http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/my-father-the-whore/) This story is an entirely fictional work of adult erotic fantasy, involving consensual sexual relations between related persons. Copyright me 2019. If you're under the age of majority in your jurisdiction, please come back when you're of legal age. Nifty is free service that depends on your donations to survive. Please help them to keep providing this awesome resource for all of us by giving at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Email HairyBeefyBeast@gmail.com , by all means e-mail me with suggestions for the next chapter. --------------------------------- The next morning father was covered in bruises from the day before. It was now clear what a tremendous beating he got from Fighter. He came downstairs to have breakfast and I told him to completely undress. He did not ask anything, he complied and started peeling the thigh workout clothes he was wearing. I stood in front of him and asked how he was feeling, much better he replied. The bruises are very sensitive but he'll be ok. I pressed onto one of the bruises on his chest, I could see that was painful. But father did not say anything. So I kept going, pushing here, pushing there from one sore spot to the next. I tell father, you're doing good. His dick starts to get hard, he likes the pain. Every time I push a bit harder, just to see his reaction, his dick is now fully erect. And I say, fuck whore you like pain don't you? He looks at me with this puzzled look, and answers...yes sir. I grab one of his big thick wide hands, and use his own thick thumb to push into the sore spots. I tell him, continue hurting yourself whore. I step back and sit down. For the next 15 minutes father is hurting himself. While I see drops of precum form at the end of the piss slit, when they grow to big they fall on the floor. What a waste. I order him to make sure he does not waste his precum. Every time a big enough drop has formed he scoops it up and feeds it to me. As the minutes go by, he presses more intense into his bruises, and then I cant take it no more and order father to fuck me. I get on all fours, and order him to slide in in one go, no spit no lube just brute male force and his hard dick. You see I had to train my ass for abuse as I would join father into the business in a few weeks. I instructed father to fuck me pretty brutal, and boy did he do just that. For the next half hour all I could feel was his dick banging my prostate and his abs crush into my back. When he was almost ready to cum I told him to stop. He was so ready, it took all his willpower not to shoot. I told him to get dressed and to go to the gym, it was getting late and I was sure some regular customer would come by to use one of his holes. And off he went. About one hour after father left he had his first customer. I recognise the man. It was the butcher from a few blocks down. The man looked old school Arabic. Grey hair and a nice thick moustache. No beard. His build was that of a older bull. He had wide shoulders big arms and I remember how one day when I wanted to shake his hand I miss reached and held his wrist. It was to big for my hand to go around it. His fore arms, hands and fingers are covered in a thick layer of dark hair. Hi wears a black t-short that is just a bit to tight and shows his big muscle gut. You could see how this man had a powerful body, not through sports but form a lifetime of hard labour. Being a butcher is hard work. Father and butcher chat for a while, no doubt butcher telling father what he needs. Father drops to his knees and butcher places his big hands on either side of fathers head. Keeps father steady and slowly he starts to push his nice uncut arab meat into fathers mouth. I turn the sound of the speakers on, you see during the last weeks I have placed multiple cameras and microphones throughout the gym so that from my room I can follow every action from any angle I want. I also record all the action, love to see how father is being used my those men. Anyway, drifting off. After a while butcher is sliding his entire dick in and out of father slowly but surely he increases his speed. Father has trouble breathing but butcher does not care. He's been here before, he knows father will not struggle or complain. Father is the perfect whore there to please him. He then starts to talk dirty to father, yes whore you like this butchers dick don't you. From the first time you came into my shop with your wife I knew you were a whore. He then pushes his entire dick into father and keeps it there. Fathers face turns red and I can see he cant breath. After what seemed forever butcher takes his dick out and father can breath again. Butcher repeats this and while father struggles with the lake of air butcher starts to talk again. You whore, I should keep my dick in there until you pass out, then fuck you while you're out. He grabs father by his hair and keeps his head still and his dick locked in. The time keeps passing and I can see fathers check spasm because he needs to breath, but butcher does not care. He pushes his dick in a bit further and when father is almost passing out he pulls out, he keeps doing this for at least 20 minutes. I see the cycle of father turning red, his eyes watering up, his chest trying to breath and when he is almost out get to breath again. Then butcher says, fuck whore you are forgetting something. Sorry sir, thanks for letting be breath father says in a broken voice through his gasps of air. WHAT! I can't hear you whore. Father says again but now harder... thank you for letting me breath Sir. Good whore. Now open your mouth it's time to take your breath away again. Every time father gets to breath again I see big amounts of saliva drool out of his mouth dripping onto his nice light blue skin tight t-shirt. Butcher comets. Fuck whore see how I make you drool. You are made for this. Then suddenly butcher pulls out and pushes father away. Butcher goes to sit down on the couch and tells father to crawl over to him. Father does just that, crawls to butcher and places his head on the mans shoes. There he is for at least 10 minutes. Butcher just sits thee and father has his head on butchers shoes. Then butcher sais, well whore don't just sit there, clean my shoes. And before I know it father starts to lick the shoes of butcher. He makes sure he does not miss one single spot of the shoes, and when I think its over butcher tells father to kiss him. The 2 masculine men engage in a hot erotic French kiss. Then butcher says, fuck whore I love the taste of your mouth after you clean my shoes. He tells father to get up and to undress. Father undresses very slowly, he knows butcher likes that. He turns around and very slowly he pulls his skin tight t-shirt over his head. First unwrapping hos lower back, then slowly the middle part becomes visible and suddenly the t-shirt is pulled up so high that the shoulders are exposed. Father pulls the t-shirt over his head and folds it up. Butcher like a neat environment. Father turns around, facing butcher and pulls down his work out shorts. You can see how he makes sure they go over his bulge very slow, slowly the shorts are removed, folded and placed on top of the t-shirt. He keeps his sneakers on and stands before butcher. Who stands up, and also slowly undresses with the help of father. Butcher is musclebound so he needs the help of father to take his shirt off over his massive shoulders. Father folds the shirt and places it on top of his pile. Next are the shoes of butcher, then the socks and then the jeans. In the end butcher is left with his tight white jockey shorts that father also pulls down. I can finally see the entire body of the butcher. His belly is covered in black fur, his chest is covered in white fur that matches the hair on his head. His legs are also covered in black fur. Butcher starts to play with his bulge and keeps saying. You know what will happen don't you whore? Yeah you do know what will happen. Father makes no sound, butcher does not like that. He then instructs father to take his position. Father first picks the socks of butcher of the floor, makes them into a ball and gages himself with them. Butcher says, yea whore can you smell my feet. I have been wearing this socks for 5 days specially for you. Father inhales the scent and I can see how he gets a had on from the smell. Butcher pads father in the groin area, good whore you like my smell don't you...father just nods as he is not only not allowed to speak but he is also gagged by the socks. Father now takes position. He grabs butchers shoulders and takes a jump. His legs are now around butchers middle and his ass is totally exposed through the jock strap and due to the position his ass cheeks are wide apart. Fuck I need to concentrate or Ill shoot. Butcher spits on his hand and buries it deep into fathers ass, then he aligns his dick and slowly he slides in. For the next 30 minutes butcher fucks father while standing up. Very slowly like they are making love, all this time he licks fathers head and tells him that father is the best looking whore in the city and that he is glad they metal those years ago. The difference between the choking in the beginning and the way he fucks father is like night and day. After a while he takes one of his massive hands and removes the socks from fathers mouth. Father nods a thank you and they start to kiss. Not long after that butcher places father on the floor, father kneels down and butcher shoots 6 massive jolts of cum into fathers mouth. They then kiss and he makes father com into his mouth. After that the two man make out for a while and butcher gets dressed and leaves father money on the couch. I zoom in and I see it's one dollar. ONE DOLLAR, what the fuck. Father proceeds by thanking the butcher. Thank you sir, for the dollar I am not worth of your money. WHAT did I hear that correctly? Father essentially has been told that he was worth like 50 cents an hour, Butcher had been there just over 2 hours. And he thanks the butcher and tells him he is not even worth that amount! I really don't understand. Anyway I know by now there is no use in getting all excited about this. I had decided that the customers that father already had would be serviced under the same conditions as before except for the Binici brothers (chapter 9). Butcher left, and father stayed behind on the couch satisfied filled and drained. Slowly breathing, quite content.