Date: Tue, 8 Jan 2019 21:47:49 +0100 From: Hairy Beefy Beast Subject: my father the whore : chapter 4 Category : gay/incest/ chapter 4 of '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 I told father that he needed to be clean so he went into the bathroom in the gym and cleaned inside and out. I watched a he cleaned himself, it had this erotic effect on me, every time father moved I could see some muscle tense up and relax after the move. 1pm a knock on the door, father opens the door and there he is. Man number 4. He looks like a spitting image of father he must have been Turkish as well. Mid 50s excellent built, the jeans tight around his tree trunk legs and a package that promised to be well.....big. You could see by his rough thick hands that he must do some heavy labour. This man was used to handle heavy things. Father looks at the man and I can see the excitement grow. Both men undress, the man is built like a Gorilla a mountain of bulging muscle covered in thick fur. I start to undress and the Gorilla growls at me, YOU STAY DRESSED AND DON'T PLAY WITH YOUR DICK. I quickly button up again and go stand at the side. They start slow by making out. Both men are very tender and they French kiss for a long time. Gorilla is touching fathers perfect body with his sandpaper like hands. Building up the pressure of his hands I can see how father's skin is slowly turning red. Every now and then the man would slap father with his BIG hands. Leaving a mark. Remember father is a distinguished wrestler who can endure any pain, so he accepts his faith and lets the man proceed. Father is there to serve and he will do so to his best ability. By the time one hour has passed. The kissing is over and dad is lying over the pummelled horse. Holding on tight to it, Gorilla is beating father all over his back with his bare open hands. Every few seconds I hear Whack! from one of his hands landing on fathers back, followed by a scream from father. Father was clearly in pain, but did nothing to resist. Every time the hand landed on father first came the sound Whack!, then fathers grunt or scream accompanied with dads body tensing up making every muscle even more visible. Although father was not the one doing all the work it was clearly that all the tensing after each blow was hard on him. He was covered in sweat and his eyes had a distant look, you could tell he had withdrawn within his own mind to be able to endure the pain. After what seemed like forever, Gorilla stepped away form father, and I had a perfect view. The as was sticking out, but as it did not get beaten it still had the beautiful olive skin colour that normally covers fathers entire body. The back however told another story. From just above fathers perfect ass all the way to the upper part of fathers shoulders it was a fiery red. Father must be in quite some pain, and after about 10 seconds of complete silence I could hear fathers heavy breathing. That is when Gorilla called for my assistance. It was time to fuck father but he also wanted to continue fathers beating. So I had to beat father while he fucked him. The moment the man spoke those words father stood straight up, and with anger in his eyes he said to the man `NO my son is not going to hit me!'. The man looked father straight in the eyes and said..... You are a wrestler, I'll wrestle you for it. If you win I pay and leave and I win he beats you and I get whatever I want. Father, visibly pleased with this offer sure that he would win agreed. `How you want to wrestle' father asked? Gorilla answered `naked and covered in oil'. So I go to the kitchen to get olive oil and we all move to the little room that has everything covered in a black rubber. They started wrestling like their lives depended on it. Both covered in oil men have this incredibly arousing shine over their body. Father still relative hair less was shining like a price bull. Gorilla covered in fur looked like a mythical animal. Every time they moved it was a sight to be seen, all that muscle in one room fighting. I see muscles tense, men making animal like sounds it was a sight fantasies are made of. After about 20 minutes the Gorilla smacked my father in the face with a open hand Wack!. Father visibly angered by this move stands up and before he know what's going on the man tackles him, gives him a choke hold and waits for father to pass out. My sons were right Gorilla said, your father likes to lose so he does not mind some foul play. Now I know why I had a feeling he looked familiar... By the time father regains consciousness he is over the pummel horse again, and Gorilla says. Good you lost it's time for you to know who's the boss here. Father dropped his head in defeat and said something I had never hear him say before. In a very small voice, not the thunder he normally speaks with he almost whispers `yes Sir'. I can see al the tension leave his body almost like his body is trying to say `do whatever you want'. Gorilla tells me, every time I slide my dick completely inside him you beat him wherever you want. GOT IT? With hesitation after all it is my father and excitement I say YES!. He steps behind father, smears lube on his bare dick and BAM, slides in completely. Father makes a grouting noise, I land my hand on fathers shoulders and Gorilla tells me it needs to be harder. Gorilla fucks for a long time, I gain more confidence and every time I hit harder. My hands are tingling and father back feels incredibly warm to the touch. My dick is starting to hurt, it has never been so hard in my entire life. After a while Gorilla pulls out, lifts father off the pummel horse like he was a teddy bear, throws him on the couch and shoots is load over fathers face. Father just lays there, not moving. Breathing hard, his dick pointing to the ceiling. He wants to jack off, Gorilla tells him NO. Father stops, Gorilla gets dressed and pays me the money we agreed. Suddenly it's very quiet in the gym. Father is breathing hard, and I need to dump my load. I order father to turn over, and start to fuck him. His ass is so loose, his back so warm. I don't think I'll last long. Unfortunately within a minute I dump my load, turn father over and hold him for a while. Just before I go up to make dinner I whisper into his ear `you did well today' he whispers back `thank you'. I never felt closer to my father. I was in love and lust with this man. The fact that I whore him out only increases my feelings of lust. The more I understand father the more I love him and want to help him live this life he clearly needs. My whore to whore out to any man that needed a strong man that can endure............... More to come, please e-mail me with tips or what you think of the story, without your messages I'll loose interest in this story. HairyBeefyBeast@gmail.com