Date: Wed, 19 Oct 2016 17:16:12 +0000 (UTC) From: Barry Edmund Subject: my-life-as-a-male-slut-30 My Life as a Male Slut Chapter 30 This is loosely based on "My Son In The Bar" with permission of the writer. Please remember to Donate to Nifty to help them with expenses. barry97_97@yahoo.com "Take it easy dad." I said pulling my T-shirt on heading for the door. "See you super time." "Where are you heading for Shaun, first thing in the morning?" Dad asked. "I would have thought after last night you'd be worn out." "You know I always head over to the No 8 Police Station Saturday morning Dad. Why should today be any different and big Ralph's on duty this morning." I said. "This will be the last time I get to be with the hot police men. I leave for Washington State first thing Wednesday morning." "Don't remind me Shaun. I'm going to miss you. I was hoping at the last minute you'd change your mind and go to one of the colleges closer. I guess it's too late now that you've registered, paid for as well as your dorm paid for part of your gymnastic scholarship. "Well have a good day, the guys are going to miss your Saturdays with them." Dad said the same time I opened the back door to head down stairs. "I know you're going to miss the police fucking you Saturdays as well. I bet you're glad you're high school is providing the two days of summer to prepare you all for College and University. You get one last week to be with your high school buddies. Remember to remind them this will be your last Saturday and you'll be leaving for Washington State first thing Thursday morning. I still wish you were going to school closer to home." "I know but Washington State has offered me everything, free tuition and free room and board in their dorm. I can't pass that up. I'll have to do my best not getting my ass and throat being banged when I get to Washington State. That is, unless I find away of providing some hot action." I smiled imagining all kinds of possible scenarios when I get to Washington State. Yes your right about being lucky about my high school providing the last couple days of the summer to prepare us for College and University. I have to run, I don't want to be late the last day at Police Station No 8 dad." "Well enjoy your morning Shaun." Dad said as I left to go the No 8 Police Station. "I was going to miss my Saturday's servicing the hot police men of police station as much as they will probably miss me. I've been going to No 8 police station ever since the first night at "The Frog." Dad had been stopped by the police on the way home, one thing led to another and in the end the two policemen ended up fucking me. The policemen had me come to the police station first thing in the morning to do community work instead of giving dad a ticket. When I got to the police station I found out what the community work ended up being. I've been servicing the hot muscular police men of the No 8 police station ever since. I walked around to the side door of the no 8 police station heading for the back room. "Good to see you guys." I greeted kicking off my runners, pulling my T-shirt off and undoing my jeans. "Did you guys remember this will be my last Saturday. I leave first thing Thursday morning for Washington State. I called the train station and they told me they are holding my train ticket for six-thirty am Wednesday morning. "Unfortunate yes I remember, the gangs going to miss your Saturday morning visits, Shaun." Mac said sitting coming back from the filing cabinet. I looked beside Mac and was surprised to see Matt one of the guys from the night before. "I didn't know you were working here Matt. How long have you been here?" I asked panicking not wanting anyone to know about the night before. "Matt's from Station No 10, he's filling in for Tony who asked for the weekend off to attend a son and father get together of some sort. It's amazing you two know each other. I was telling Matt about how you drop by every Saturday morning to do community service. Matt's getting ready to head out on parole. Take your time Matt, the men and I like to keep an eye on Shaun so he doesn't goof off and does his community service work as instructed." Mac said smiling and winking at me when he didn't think Matt was looking. "How come you didn't tell me about Shaun? You only told me some kid comes in Saturday mornings and works around the office. You said the kid was picked up for some kind of driving offense and was doing community work instead of serving time in jail. Glad to see you again Shaun. You sure put on a hot show last night, I'm glad I got to be invited to the special event last night. Shaun put on quite the show Mac." Matt said running his mouth. The last thing I wanted was it getting out about Friday night. I was surprised Matt even mentioned last night. The guys invited were given strict orders not to tell anyone about what took place at the barn. (Details about Friday night in Chapter 29) I gave Matt a stern look upset he was giving out information he was suppose to be keeping to himself. "Show. You put on a show last night? What kind of show was that Shaun?" Mac asked. Before I had a chance to answer Mac, Matt budded in. "It really wasn't a show, it was more of an audition for the Christmas pageant for the club I belong to. Matt put on a great audition and the guys have decided Shaun's perfect for the part." "My goodness you're full of surprises, you have acting skills among your many talents Shaun." Mac said just as Sid walked in. "Good morning Mac. You must be Matt the guy taking Tony's place for the weekend. Welcome aboard. My name is Sid." Sid said holding out his right hand introducing himself. "I can see you work out by the size of those muscle Matt. What do you think Shaun? Do you think Sid's hot?" "Sid!" Mac said clearing his voice. "Shaun has his work to think about, he hasn't the time for comparing muscles and work out routeens. I was just finishing giving Matt instructions for his morning parole before he heads out." "Like I was showing you Matt." Mac said holding map of the community and pointing at it. Like I was telling you before Sid and Shaun arrived, our police station puts our selves out as police that care about our community. That's the reason we have our police walk the beat instead of driving around. Follow the rout I drew and you won't have any problems Matt." Matt stood up just as Lenny, six-three, twenty-four walked in. Even in full uniform there was no mistaking how well Lenny was built. He took off his hat revealing his short sun bleached blond hair. Lenny is a true hunk. I couldn't wait for Matt to head out so I could get into Mac, Sid and Lenny's pants. I could tell Mac didn't want Matt to know what my duties really were. If Mac, Sid and Lenny only knew the performance I really did Friday, they'd probably disown me. They would probably think I'm a real pervert enjoying ponies fucking me. It was really a laugh Mac doing his best to keep the guys using me for sex when Matt knew first hand I got fucked by four ponies. "There a lot of nice people on your rout Matt, don't let them talk your ear off." Mac said and laughed. "Take your time. Drop by Martha Smith's Eatery for lunch. She has a special everyday and they're delicious." The door opened and in walked Greg wearing his gym gear. Greg is real hot at age thirty nine. Six-two, great build, there was no doubt Greg worked out five days a week at least four or five hours each day. He had dark red hair. "Is Matt the police officer taking Tony's place this weekend?" Greg asked. "I can see Shaun is impressed with him." "Hush up Greg and head back to the locker room and get changed." Mac said raising his eye brows. I gather Greg didn't catch on because he said. "Why Mac? I'll just be taking it off. I can see Shaun's ready to get down and dirty." "Shaun! You never told me "The Frog" wasn't the only place you're a man pleaser. Forget about the parole Mac. I didn't get much action last night. Don't just stand there Shaun, strip down. Times a wasting." "Fine Matt, forget about paroling the streets. Knowing Shaun the way I do, he won't mind another stud in on the action. Go ahead Shaun, strip down, lets have some fun." Mac said kicking off his shoes, unbuttoning his uniform shirt. "Lets really make today count. This is Shaun's last Saturday. Shaun will be off to Washington State first thing Wednesday morning." I looked around the office as hot muscular body after hot muscular body appeared as Matt, Mac, Lenny and Sid took off their clothes. The back door opened Pete and Jeff walking in. Pete is thirty short dark hair, hazel eyes six-two and yes a hot built body. "I see you guys are starting without us." Pete said kicking off his shoes tossing his hat on the filing cabinet. "It won't take me long to catch up." Pete the youngest is twenty one and has only been at the N0 8 police station going on a year. He got into the work out routeen right away and his body was already nice and beefed up. He has dark blond hair six-four and the most dreamy blue eyes. He kicked off his shoes unbuttoning his uniform shirt. In no time the hot six police studs and I were nude with Mac's thick foot long beer can cock in my mouth. I felt Sid's large hands massaging my bubble butt. "Dam your ass cheeks are red. You must have had quite the night at "The Frog." He was spreading my ass cheeks wide open. "Holly fuck, I never saw so much cum in my entire life." Sid shouted. "Shit I forgot to shower last night and this morning to clean out my ass." I said pushing my ass back. The only thing on my mind was Sid fucking me. "Come here guys and have a look." Mac pulled his cock out of my mouth getting up and joining the rest of guys behind me. "The last pony blasted a big load in Shaun." Matt shouted. "Oups, sorry I let the cat out of the bag Shaun." "Did you say pony, Matt. Shit I've heard everything now." Sid yelled. "Man I got get my dick in that ass. Just think I'm going to fuck the hot hole Ponies fucked." Shoving his cock in my cum filled ass. I let out a breath of releaf none of guys wanted to disown me knowing I got fucked by ponies the night before. "How many ponies fucked you Shaun?" Pete asked sounding impressed. "I wish I could have seen that. Hurry up and fuck him Sid, I got to get my dick in that cum filled hole." "Me too." Mac whispered. "But right now I want to fuck his hot throat." Walking around and sitting down pushing his cock in my open mouth. "Hot dam. What you going for next time Shaun?" Greg asked. "Stallions?" Mac was gripping my head ramming his cock down my throat. "Don't count on anything like that. Shaun's leaving for Washington State first thing Thursday morning." Mac grunted. Mac pulled his foot long dick out of my throat before ramming it down my throat. "I really need this, the wife was on my back all last night about the boys working out with me and not spending much time with her. Dam I'm going to miss our sexual workout with you Saturdays." Shit I'm close." Sid shouted. "You're not the only one that's going to miss out Saturday morning sex workouts." "I'm cumming." Sid shouted, I couldn't feel his load shooting in me because it was stuffed with Trigger's big load from last night. "He's all yours Jeff. Make it count it will probably be your last for a long time. Hopefully you'll come back for Christmas holidays Shaun." "I'm cumming." Mac yelled. I felt his cock growing bigger and vibrating in my throat before he pulled out dumping a nice big load in my mouth. "I needed that." Tugging his cock out of my mouth four big spurts spewing across my face. "You're up next Pete." Jeff was behind me ramming his nine inch thick cock in my ass in no time at all. He fucked me a good fifteen twenty minutes shooting his load in my cum dripping ass. Pete fucked my throat just the way I like with his nice size eight inch cock, shooting his load in about twenty minutes. The last two Matt taking my ass and Lenny my throat. I took a nice long shower, Mac jamming his hand up my ass doing his best to clean my ass out. That's enough Mac. I can't take any more of you pushing your hand in my ass." I said hoping my ass was cleaned out. "Okay Shaun. I guess that will have to do. Would you like to lie down in the back and rest for awhile before heading to the gym for your daily work out?" Mac asked. "If it's okay with you Mac. I'm bushed." I said following Mac to the back room where there was a small bed. I flopped down closing my eyes. That's all I remembered until being shook awake. "Are you rested up, I let you sleep a couple of hours Shaun." Mac said bending over me. "That was great." I sat up feeling refreshed. "I'm going to miss you Mac." "I'm going to miss you as well Shaun, surprising me pulling me close and giving me a bear hug. "Okay Shaun. Take care of that ass." He said slapping my ass while I walked out heading for the gym for a good work out. Five hours later I was heading for home getting ready to go to "The Frog" the second last time. Monday night would be my very last night at "The Frog." I knew I'd be busy getting organized to leave fore Washington State Tuesday. I wanted to make sure to go to bed Tuesday night to be at the train station by six for the six-thirty train. Anyone would believe I'd have enough cock to last me for a while, especially after four ponies fucked me Friday night and them three hunks fucked my ass and another three my throat. However I was raring to go when I got to "The Frog" It was the usual crowd on a Saturday night. A lot of the construction workers that worked under dad was there. The guys looked angry probably known this was the last night I'd be at "The Frog." Dad and I had told the guys last Saturday, Monday would be the last time I'd be coming to "The Frog." I wouldn't be surprised the guys were piss they didn't get some action yesterday. The hot hunks were nude sitting around drinking beer when I arrived, dad was sitting at the bar talking to Joe. There was no pretense why I was at "The Frog." especially now that the police from Station No 8 were banging me every Saturday. I headed to the bar and took off my clothes handing them to Joe to put them away for me until I went home. "Enjoy your selves boys this is Shaun's second last night at "The Frog." You've all worked it out who and places your going to fuck Shaun's throat and ass. Lets not waist any time and have ourselves "The Frog's" "You will still make it down Monday evening. Won't you?" Joe asked. "You bet I will. It won't matter if I fall asleep during class, after all Tuesday is my last day of school and I'm off to Washington State first thing Wednesday morning. What place and position does the first hunk want me?" I asked willing to get fucked any where in the bar and in any position. "That's me." Hank the twenty seven year old construction worker working under dad. He looked hot his hard cock pressed against his washboard stomach his big balls swinging side to side. "Over the table over here fag boy." Hank called. "I hope that ass is ready for some good hard pounding. I have a lot of frustrations to take out on your ass homo. Jesse don't fuck around if you still want the fag's throat." "You bet I do." Jesse shouted heading to table I was laying over. Jesse may only be five-eight but what a fucking body. It looked like he lived in the gym his body being so hard and muscular. His dick wasn't small by a long shot. I remember the times he pumped his nine thick cock in my ass. He used every muscle in his body to plow my ass. I was now looking forward to him doing the same with my mouth and throat. "Sounds great to me." I said making my way to the table Hank was standing beside and laying over the table. I had a feeling my ass and throat were going to be getting a real workout the way the guys cheered. Some even shouted. "I'm really going to plow that ass after leaving us in the lurch last night. I got myself two days of packed balls boy and I don't get any more of this ass until Monday. I want to make Monday special since it will be the last chance of nailing this ass until Christmas vacation." "That goes for me as well." Hank said slapping each of my ass cheeks good and hard. Hank didn't slide his nine inch cock in my ass. He punched it in my ass like you'd punch someone in the gut, not stopping until his big balls smacked below his cock. I barely had my mouth open when Jesse grabbed a hold of my head between his hands pushing his big cock head in my mouth and throat. "I need this fag. So don't fuck around." I looked up at Jesse lust enveloping my entire body. That look of pure anger combined with aggression on his face was such a turn on. "Swallow that cock fag." Jesse coughed up a mouth full of fem letting it drip on my face. This is what I missed this morning the cops not being half as aggressive as these hard working construction me. They work hard, pumped iron five days a week, at least four or five hours at the gym. Now they were taking their family problems and other frustrations out fucking my throat and ass. I have to admit the four ponies infinity pounded my ass last night especially Trigger with his eighteen inch massive cock. "Fuck I'm getting ready to dump my load." Hank complained slapping my ass as if it was my fault his balls were going to give up his man juices. "It's all your fault fag for having such a hot ass." Shoving his cock deep in my ass. "I'm cumming." He shouted pulling his cock out of my ass, stepping aside making way for the next hard bodies, angry stud to take his turn at my ass. "He's all yours Rick." "I'm cumming." Jesse shouted. "Dam wish I didn't shoot so fast. This throat is just too hot to give away." Jesse shouted filling my mouth with a couple of loads before pulling out spurting five or six load landing on my head dripping down my face. I was already covered with sweat that had dripped off Jesse and Hank fucking me. "Good I'm horny after missing out on Shaun's ass last night and this being the time I get to fuck his ass for a while." Bend over the table and lets get down and dirty." Rick said walking beside me and waiting while I bent over the table shoving my ass in the air. "Who's next to claim Shaun's mouth and throat?" Jesse asked. Rick must have been really horned up because he hadn't been fucking my ass any longer than five minutes when he shouted. "I'm cumming. Your up next Zac." "I'm really going to miss this ass." Zac shouted ramming his big cock in my welcoming ass, slapping it good and hard. "What are you going to do without us hard bodies construction workers pounding my ass and throat Shaun?" "Shove out of the way." Frank Little shoved Jesse standing in front of me his huge cock pressing against my lips. "Where's your dad Shaun?" He asked. "He's at the bar talking to Joe." Someone shouted. "Good no need for him to know I'm going to work Shaun's mouth and throat for my pleasure." Frank Little whispered. Open your mouth Shaun." I opened my mouth. He shoved his cock head in my mouth. "Frank Little gripped my head and shoved his cock down my throat. In no time he was giving my mouth a good hard fuck." He grunted and groaned but didn't say a word as he continued plowing my mouth and throat. I felt his big cock expanding in my throat and knew he was dumping big load directly into my stomach. He pulled his cock out and stepped to one side. "Carry on guys." I lost all track of time while stud after stud fucked either my ass or throat all over the bar, over tables, chairs, stools and even the pool table. When I grew tired of one position I got to lay on my back for a while then back to my hands and knees or other positions. "Closing time guy." Joe shouted after Clem shot his big load in my ass and Aaron pumped a big load down my throat, mouth and across my face. "Don't forget Monday evening is Shaun's last night at "The Frog." Joe shouted standing at the bar. I headed out nude my body covered in cum and sweat. It was late enough no one was walking around. Like usual I had put plastic over the driver's seat knowing I'd be driving home. Dad and I were making our way to the car when Frank Little came up behind us. "Hold on Mike. I want some time, just Shaun and me. Monday at noon. Send Shaun to school with a note excusing him because of doctor's appointment." Frank Little said to dad, more like ordered dad. "I don't know about that Frank. Shaun shouldn't be skipping school the last couple of days of school and it's his last night at "The Frog." Dad said. "Listen Mike, I'm not asking. Make sure Shaun's waiting for me at noon. I want one on one time with him. I want something to remember when Shaun's out west attending school." Frank said raising his voice. I could see he was scarring dad. "It's alright dad. It will be okay to spend some one and one time with Frank Little." I said feeling excited. Frank Little was even hotter than his son and really built. Spending some one on one time with Frank Little sounded hot. "Okay Frank. Shaun will be waiting for you at home noon Monday." Dad said walking with me to the car while Frank Little headed in the opposite direction. I got dressed and with dad sitting in the passenger seat we headed home. Dad wasn't drunk by any means but we felt even a after a few beers it wasn't a good idea for dad to be driving. Dad allowed me to shower first seeing how tired I was. The twenty hard bodies construction workers had at either fucked my ass or throat at least four times if not more. It seemed each new time they got to claim my ass or throat they fucked me harder than the time before. I knew I'd have a few bruises by morning especially my ass cheeks. I said good night to dad heading for my room. I must have fallen asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. I have no idea how long I had been sleeping when I felt someone on my back and his cock rammed deep in my ass hard. I pushed my ass up without thinking, enjoying the sudden intrusion. I heard dad banging on my door. "You can't just barge in and fuck Shaun, Rob. You're going to kill him. Don't fuck my son so rough." "Shut the fuck up Mike, when I'm with Shaun I own his ass and he's sure not complaining. You have to learn this is the way Shaun likes to be fucked." Rob yelled banging into my ass even harder. It seemed dad never learned. You would think he'd know by now I loved it rough and hard. He'd seen me getting fucked enough, especially the ponies fucking me Friday. I guess with Rob's sudden intrusion through a scare into dad. Ron didn't let up pounding my ass, grunting and groaning as he took my ass. I guessed dad gave up and went to bed because he had stopped pounding on my door and yelling. Ron must have dumped a load before showing up because he fucked my ass over a half hour before shooting his big load in my hot ass. As soon as he dumped his load he pulled his cock out, got dressed. "See you Monday Shaun." Ron said getting dressed, slapping my ass before walking out my bedroom closing the door behind him. I didn't bring up about Ron bursting during the night giving me a good hard fuck and neither did dad. Maybe he was finally realizing I loved sex rough and he was going to keep his mouth shut. Thank goodness the next day was Sunday. I had the entire day to relax. I kept thinking about Frank Little coming over around noon Monday and kept springing boners. Frank Little was even bigger and hotter than his son Jimmy Little. Jimmy Little hasn't got a small body, that's for sure, anyone could tell he worked out at least five days a week, four hours a day. That wasn't the only thing big about Jimmy Little, so was hit dick and balls. I felt excited, Frank Little with his even more muscular body and huge cock would be plowing my ass Monday, just him and I. I knew I'd see him one last time at "The Frog" Monday night but this was a chance of a life time to be with Frank Little alone. I could see dad was getting as board as I was so we headed to the gym together for a good workout. Dad and I had a strenuous four hour work out pumping iron, push ups, sit ups, running around the gym before we headed home. One thing no one could call me a limp wrist fairy. I worked my body good and hard, while studs worked my ass and throat. Dad didn't seem to be horned up and so my throat and ass had the day off. I had seen Washington State's huge gym when I visit for my interview so knew I'd have some place to work out. "Have a good morning at school Shaun. I don't know about you but that was one hot weekend." Dad said. "Remember tonight will be your last night at "The Frog. I don't know about you but those were two hot nights, Friday and Saturday." "How could I forget dad." I said. "That was some hot surprise Joe laid on me Friday, taking us out to that barn. I'll tell you I won't be forgetting Friday night any time soon. I enjoyed Saturday with the police men pounding my ass and them getting a great gang bang at "The Frog." I'm surprised how angry they were "The Frog". I guess they were pissed off Joe closed down the bar Friday, especially when Saturday was my second the last night at the bar. Monday will probably be the hottest night I'll ever spend at "The Frog." I haven't had a Saturday night like that in a long time. I loved the way they smacked me around and calling me all those degrading names was music to my ears. I was surprised even you and Joe got into pissing, spitting and calling me degrading names. It was truly a wonderful night. I do have to admit Friday night was amazing, I hope we get to go back to the barn when I'm home for Christmas holidays. I dropped my books off at my locker before heading to the janitor's room before heading to the washroom. I was sure Mr. Faro, our hot janitor and his new assistant Pedro would both be glad to see me. I know I'd be just as happy to get in their overalls. I opened the janitors door without knocking, knowing Mr. Faro and Pedro would probably be expecting me. "Good to see you Shaun. I'm going to miss you when you're off to Washington State." Mr. Faro our school janitor for the past five years. Mr. Faro is in his mid to late thirties and it takes no imagination to see he worked out at least five days a week, at least four hours each day. He said it was one of perks working at our high school all the staff and workers had free access to the high school gym in the evenings. Pedro is an exchange student from Al Salvador in his late teens. Every year out school heirs an exchange student to be Mr. Faro's assistant. Pedro was in pretty good shape when he started working under Mr. Faro the beginning of the year and I was hot for him the first time I saw him. Mr. Faro always made sure his new assistants worked out at least four hours after their work day. It sure showed on Pedro, if I didn't see the change in him day after day I probably wouldn't recognize him. He sure had beefed up since then taking advantage of the school gym and Mr. Faro's work out instructions. "I'm surprised you and Perot are still dressed. I thought you both would be nude waiting for me." I said smiling. "You both know how I look forward to starting my day out with a good work out with the two of you." "We had a flood in the washroom first thing, when we got to work," Pedro said. "or we'd be ready for you Shaun." Pedro unbuttoned his dark blue overalls revealing his smooth dark muscular chest and stomach. His eight inch thick cock was already rigid, tugging his overalls down his muscular legs before pulling them over his work boots. I looked over at Mr. Faro's hot dark brown muscular chest, arms, stomach and legs, his overalls laying on the floor beside his large feet. I kicked off my runners, pulling off my T-shirt and tight jeans in seconds flat. My ass hole and throat were starving for cock, having no cock since early Sunday morning at "The Frog." Pedro walked beside me and slapped my ass. "I'm real lucky today Shaun. Mr. Faro told me I get to pound your ass instead of your throat since it's the last time I have a chance at your fine ass. Not that I'm complaining your throat is hot and tight." Pedro said standing behind me. Your hot ass and throat would be constantly plowed. I don't know of any guys like you in Al Salvador and the women are always using sex over us men, getting us to spend our money on them just for a piece of fine ass like yours." Pedro smirked slapping my ass even harder. "The guys starting at age fourteen in my country would really smack you around fag and use you only for sex." Mr. Faro stood in front of me his big cock drooling pre-cum pressed against his washboard stomach. "You've been fucking either the fag's throat and ass for the past year Pedro, you should know by now that's what the fag lives for. You must see the big smile on his face and the way his eyes light up the more you smack him around and treat him like the fucking slut whore he is. Too bad there wasn't a way to take Shaun to Al Salvador for a week or two, he'd probably never want to come back. In Al Salvador there's nothing out of bounds sexually if you look for it including bestiality. "Yes Mr. Faro I know what you mean." Pedro said slapping my ass even harder before grabbing my hips and ramming his ten inch cock deep inside my ass. "Oh yes Pedro fuck me, fuck me hard. I'm your slut whore. If you did take me to your country you would own me, sell me to men that only want to pound their big cocks down my throat and ass. Fuck me Pedro. OH yes fuck me." I moaned I didn't need to beg Pedro to fuck me. He pounded his ten inch cock good and hard in my ass before pulling out and ramming it in my hot ass over and over. "Shut the fuck up fag and open your mouth." Mr. Faro the hot black muscular janitor whispered. "We don't want the entire school to hear us." I opened my mouth wide Mr. Faro ramming his big cock head in my mouth shoving it down my throat. "Fuck I'll never get tired of this hot throat. I'm going to miss it when you go off to college. I'll have to go back using my hand like I did before you introduced yourself. Dam that was something else, I'm glad I had been horny and angrier than I had been in a long time. I had a rotten night listening to the wife bitching about something. I forget what she was bitching about now, so I was angry when I got to work. Then Principle Cook was on my back something to do with mess in the women washroom. I made sure no one was in the washroom and posted a closed sign on the outside of the door so I could clean up the mess. The mess was only a puddle of dirty water. The way Principle Cook carried on you'd think the washroom was a lake of mud. I just start cleaning and someone knocks and starts yelling she had use the washroom. I told her to use the washroom upstairs. But no she keeps yelling and screaming. Finally it got on my nerves and let her in. She kept yelling and carrying on like I was forcing her to piss in the jungle. She took forever just taking a piss so I could finally go in and finish cleaning up the little puddle of mud. I remember I felt like blowing up and when I get worked up my dick gets hard especially when I don't have sex in a while. I had gone the entire week without sex. I didn't even get to jack off the wife kept hanging around all week, man I was horny. I was so horny I was ready to duck in my janitor room and take things in hand. If you know what I mean." Mr. Faro went on talking never missing a beat pounding his cock down my throat. Retro didn't say anything working his big cock in my ass. I remembered the day Mr. Faro was talking about. "Any way I was heading to my janitor room and dammed if neither of us were watching where we were walking. You never did tell me what you were thinking and not paying attention to where you were walking. Running into you did it and I don't even remember what I said or did blowing up loosing all control. When I came down from my angry high you were standing with the biggest smile on your face and your eyes were all lit up like a Christmas tree. You were starring at my big bulge in my in my coveralls. That pissed me off all over again, but this time I remember everything I said. "You fucking homo what the fuck are you looking at? Do you think it's funny your janitor is hot and bothered?" It was a good thing no one was around. I remember all I could think about was my hard cock and cum filled balls. You didn't move starring at the bulge in my overalls. "Fuck you fag." I said angrier than ever, my balls felt like they were ready to burst. Before I knew what I was doing I had unbuttoned the front of my overalls and shoved my shoulders back. Did you ever stare when my overalls dropped falling on the floor. My jock strap was jutting out smeared with pre-cum. One minute you were staring at my bulging jock strap the next you were on your knees between my legs yanking my jock strap down. You looked at my cock drooling pre-cum, having flipped up, pressed against my wash-board stomach. The next second I feel your hot mouth wrapped around my cock head. It was unbelievable and with only my cock head in your mouth my balls felt hornier than ever. I remember grabbing each side of your head and ramming my entire cock down your throat. What was amazing you didn't even choke, you were looking up into my eyes. You looked so defenseless staring up at me. For some reason the way you looked turned me on. I plowed your mouth like a run away locomotion. I was getting hotter and angrier plowing my cock in and out of your mouth and throat. You didn't cry or anything, simply kept looking up. That's when I saw that sparkle in your eyes and knew you were as turned on as I was, if not more. I didn't last very long, shooting what felt like a gallon of cum down your throat, in your mouth and all over your face. I cooled down after shooting my big load, coming down from my sexual high. All I could think of how discussing I had been, forcing you to suck my dick. I didn't know how to apologize for what I had done. I was ready to apologize when you spoke first. "Thank you Sir. Thank you very much." You reached up starting to massaging my soft cock. "You're so hot and muscular Sir. I'd love to worship your body while you rammed this beauty in my ass." My cock was getting hard again. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I had raped the kids throat and instead of crying and carrying on, you were stroking my ten inch thick cock, begging to worship my body and for me to fuck you." Mr. Faro kept fucking my mouth and throat as he reminisced the first time we met. Pedro never missed a beat ramming his big cock in and out of my ass. " The more you begged and pleaded the angrier I got. You weren't suppose to be acting like some kind of slut, you're a good shaped stud, not some pantie. "Fine if that's what you want follow me." I said and led you downstairs to my janitor room. As soon as I closed the door you were kicking off your runners, taking off you T-shirt and tight jeans in what seemed like a flash. I didn't have time to say anything you were laying across my work bench on your back, your legs pulled pressed against your stomach, your hot bubble butt pushed back wiggling side to side. "Don't stand there stud fuck me. Fuck my ass with that big cock." I sure didn't need to be asked angry and horny again. I smacked your ass cheeks as hard as I could, but instead of yelling or screaming you shoved your ass back. "Yes Sir smack my ass. Smack it real good and ram that big cock in my ass. I need that cock in the worse way. You were worshiping my body with your hands massaging my chest, stomach and arms as I pounded my cock in your fine ass. I had to have been fucking your ass a half hour. I rammed my dick all the way in your ass and you went on begging as well as worshiping my muscular body. "Fuck me, fuck me hard." That's when I really started laying it into your ass. I pounded that ass of yours good and hard. It felt like it was taking forever to build up my second load. I kept smacking your fine bubble butt harder and harder not slowing down pumping my cock in your ass. I heard the first bell go off warning students to get to class before second class. I remember looking at the clock when I entered my janitor room. It had been not quite eight thirty. I had been pounding your ass a good half hour. At long last my balls exploded filling your hot ass with my load. I pulled out shooting all over your face, chest and stomach. You started hurrying to get dressed. I pulled up my jock strap and put on my overalls I had dropped on the floor when I had come in my janitor room nude. I was doing the front of my overalls the same time you pulled your T-shirt down. "When can we do this again Sir?" You asked. "I don't even know your name. My name is Shaun. Can I meet up with you tomorrow the same time as today?" "My name is Randy Faro. You can call me Randy, Shaun?" I said. "You better get going before second bell." "Calling you Randy wouldn't be respectful Mr. Faro. You didn't answer my question Mr. Faro can I meet you down here only a half hour early?" You asked. "The two guys I was suppose to blow are going to be furious with me." "Sure why not." You were just leaving when the second bell went off. "I'll be looking forward to seeing you tomorrow, around eight Mr. Faro and hope you fuck me again." That was what you call the beginning of a beautiful friendship, or rather sex ship. I almost forgot you had dried cum on your cheek and your T-shirt was sticking to your back with my last load. Do you remember that Shaun?" Mr. Faro asked. "Fuck I'm Cumming." Mr. Faro shouted blasting a nice big load down my throat. "I'm sorry I can't stick around but have to meet one of the guys in the washroom cubical upstairs." Licking my lips I headed upstairs to the washroom. I went inside. Patterson and McCoy were leaning against the wall neither looking very pleased. "Your fucking late bitch. Working the janitor I bet." I nodded my head following Patterson and McCoy to the last stall. As soon as we were inside Patterson's opened his jeans shoving his jeans and boxers to his knees. I wrapped my lips around his cock Mark taking a hold of my head ramming his cock down my throat. He only took less than five minutes to shoot his load down my throat. McCoy had been standing beside Patterson stroking his cock once in a while to keep it hard. While Patterson was pulling his jeans up I went to work on McCoy's big dick. It didn't take him very long to shoot his load in my mouth. McCoy was pulling his jeans up when the first bell went off. The three of us exited the washroom. Patterson and McCoy heading right and I headed left to my home room. As soon as my last morning class let out I went to my locker, tossed my books inside and headed home to meet up with Frank Little. I peddled my bike as fast as could, racing home, excited Frank Little was going to fuck me. I ran upstairs, opening the door and running inside the living room, through the kitchen. Frank Little wasn't in my room only dad and I feared Frank Little had changed his mind about fucking me. "You haven't heard from Mr. Little, have you? He's still gonna be here, isn't he? Why are you here?" I asked, rushing past dad going in my bedroom. "I guess he will be, he seemed damned definite about it last night. And I just...I don't know, I just kind of wanted to be here..." Dad answered. "Well, that's fine with me, Dad," I said more interested in Frank Little showing up than dad. I took my clothes off as fast as I could, taking off my socks, T shirt and jeans tossing them on my chair. I grabbed a big tube of KY out of dresser drawer. I began to panic, what if Frank Little didn't want dad in the way, he did say he wanted me one on one. "But...but, well, Dad, what if he's like Ron was last night...what if he wants privacy?" "Well..." Dad starting to stammer. "Then that will have to be the way it is, I guess. Is that the way you feel about it?" I was surprised dad asked if that's the I felt, he must have known I'd be looking forward to Frank Little coming over all morning. "Yeah, it is. I like it when men are in charge of me, Dad...and thanks for understanding." I leaned against dad my nude body pressed against his giving dad a quick kiss on his lips. I hoped getting on the good side of dad would persuade dad to get lost so I could have Frank Little to myself. "It was great with Ron last night. Not that I even knew who it was at first. I mean, I was asleep and all of a sudden there was this big dick slammed all the way up my butt. And I know you were worried, but you just gotta understand ..there's nothing to worry about. I can take it...and I love it!" "Oh, I know, son, I know," Dad said pulling me closer to him close to me just as I hear a loud rap at the door. I turned away hopping on my bed. I wondered if dad was staring at my bubble butt but didn't really care one way or the other. I watched dad heading for the door. I didn't hear dad say anything but heard Frank Little snarl. He sounded angry probably because dad was home. I then heard Frank Little add. "You gonna substitute for kid today?" "No...no, sir. He's in his bedroom waiting for you. I just...I just happened to be home this afternoon, and I was hoping I could...I mean, whatever you want, but I thought maybe..." Dad's voice trailing off. "You wanna watch the master at work? I don't give a shit...I may even let you help me out a little bit too. Who knows? Where's the slut?" Frank Little smirked entering my room behind dad. I looked up sprawled across my bed, not taking my eyes off Frank Little as he walked in my room "Hello, Mr. Little. Good to see you." I said smiling glad to finally get to be with Frank Little. "It'll be even better to FEEL me, kid...and you will soon enough. I was surprised Frank Little turned to dad and briskly ordered looking at dad. "Get me undressed." I could see dad's hands shaking slightly unbuttoning Frank Little's shirt and taking it off him hanging it over my desk chair. Dad tugged Frank Little's undershirt out of his pants and pulled it over his head revealing Frank Little's muscular hairy chest. Dad glanced at me, I was surprised how he was obeying Frank Little. I looked at Frank Little's hot, muscular hairy chest and felt the lust in my nude body. Frank Little kicked his own shoes off while dad undid his belt, unzipped his pants, and let them drop to the floor. Frank Little hot standing with his dress pants around his axles nude except his bulging underwear. Frank Little leaned on dad bending down pulling his pants from his feet then taking off his socks. He stood up placing his pants over top of his shirt. He looked at dad and said. "Shorts." his I wasn't really sure where to go from there, but Frank put his beefy hand on my left shoulder and made it clear I was to kneel down in front of him. I couldn't believe what I saw. Frank Little placed his big hands on Dad's shoulders forcing him to his knees. Dad's hands were trembling slowly lowering Frank Little's boxer shorts. Dad's hands went behind Frank Little who was standing in the position I saw dad's hands brushing over his solid, beefy butt. He pulled the shorts over Frank Little's butt cheeks. Frank Little thick eleven inch cock pulled out slapping dad's face while he was stepping out of his undershorts. I looked at Frank Little nice big thick eleven inch cock and caught myself licking my lips in anticapation Frank Little ramming his beautiful cock in my ass. Frank Little grabbed dad by his hair pulling dad to his feet. I just watched what was going on in front of me thinking how good that big cock would feel in my ass. "Fold those pants neat and lay them over the back of that chair. Then you get your clothes off, too. I want you naked while you watch me fuck your son, but I don't want you playing with your cock. You got that?" Frank Little ordered looking at me before looking back at dad. I felt excited that dad would be nude forced not to jack off while Frank really layed it into me nice and hard. I bet dad wanted to be in Frank Little's place fucking me. "Yes, sir," I answered in a meek tone of my voice with a shocked look look on his face. I was surprised dad's dick was standing out straight, hard as a rock, quite obviously turned on the way Frank Little was ordering him around. Finally Frank Little stood beside my bed looking down at me. "You already lubed up, kid?" He asked gruffly. "Yes, sir." I answered looking up into Frank Little's rugged great looking face. "How does your Dad like to fuck you?" Frank Little asked. I wondered why Frank Little was asking me how dad liked to fuck me. "On my back sir." I answered showing Frank Little the respect he deserved. "And what is your favorite way to get fucked, slut?" He asked still looking in my eyes. I had a feeling Frank Little didn't give a fuck about fucking me in a position I enjoyed but probably do the opposite. I had a feeling Frank Little didn't give a fuck about fucking me ina position I enjoyed but would probably do the opposite. I decided to answered truthfully enjoying admiring a man's muscular chest, stomach and arms while he fucked me. "On my back, sir." "Then roll over on your STOMACH, you fucking faggot, and stick that ass up in the air!" He bellowed. I quickly rolled over and assumed the position my Frank Little demanded. At that moment all I wanted was Frank Little to give me a good hard fuck and I would have hung from the ceiling if that's the way he wanted to fukc me. Frank Little walked to the foot of my bed feeling him climb on top of me. He pressed himself on my back feeling his eleven thick inch cock pushing deep inside me. Wow it felt great to have the hot dominate stud's thick eleven inch cock inside me. I gathered dad hadn't moved but really didn't care where or what he was doing. "Oh yes Sir this is what I've been looking for all morning." I moaned softy only Frank and I could hear. Not that I cared if dad heard me. I just needed Frank Little to fuck me and fuck me good and hard. "So have I." Frank Little grunted pulling his big cock out of my ass. He started pounding his cock in and out of my ass, my body and mind enjoying every hard thrust. before starting to pound his cock in and out of my ass. "Pound my ass Sir." I whispered shoving my ass in the air every time Frank Little pounded his cock deep inside me. My ass felt like it couldn't get enough of Frank Little pounding my ass as he continued pumping his big cock in and out of my ass. Frank Little was pounding a good ten minutes when I heard load knocking at the kitchen door, Frank Little didn't move his cock barred deep inside my ass. "Fuck." I thought to myself. "Who's the fuck's at the door while Frank Little is pounding his wonderful cock in my ass where it belonged." "Davis." The guys at school often called me by my last name when they were pissed off with me. "You asshole! Open this fucking door! Saw your bike in front so we know you're in there, cocksucker!" "Shit what are they doing here?" I wondered but didn't say anything. Frank Little was holding my body tightly in place below him. "Jesus Christ, that's my son! What the fuck gives here...shit, is he doing you, too, punk?" Frank Little asked sounding angry. I couldn't blame Frank Little for being angry, I wasn't exactly pleased myself. Sure I wanted the hot guys to fuck me but after Frank Little was finished fucking me. "Yes, yeah, he and other high school buddies. Have been for years. But they shouldn't be out of school yet! Christ...." I whispered upset Jimmy Little showing up. I really enjoyed Jimmy Little fucking me but right now all I wanted was his hot dad to fuck me. Frank Little pulled his rock hard thick eleven inch cock out of my ass. Already my ass felt empty without Frank Little's cock inside. I felt like begging Frank Little to fuck me anyway, his son could just watch but I knew better than to tell Frank Little what I wanted so kept my mouth shut. "Grab my clothes over there." Frank Little ordered dad. "Get your own clothes, too. We'll get in the closet. You go let 'em in, kid." At least if I have to give up Frank Little fucking me for now I'd get to fucked by his hot horny son. Frank and dad, both bare-ass naked, scurried over to the closet door. I shakily rose from my bed heading for the living room and the increased pounding on the door. I wondered what to say to Jimmy Little when I got to the door or what he would have to say to me. Jimmy Little shouted as soon as I opened the door. "You're gonna pay for this, fucker!" Shit I'm in for it now. I thought to myself. "What the' fuck UP, man?" Jimmy demanded standing just inside the living room. "Hell, I know you sucked off Peterson and McCoy between classes this morning, but I had four more BJ's lined up for you this afternoon...and then you just fuckin' disappear?" I had forgotten all about the other four studs I was supose to suck off this afternoon. My mind had been on Frank Little and forgot about everything else. I was scared and relied on the excuse about having the doctor's appointment to tell Jimmy Little. "Sorry...sorry, Jimmy, I meant to tell ya, I had a doctor appointment at noon...had to take off...shit, man, sorry. But why are you guys here this early, school hasn't let out yet," I stammered, wondering just why Jimmy Little and the other guys were here so early. "The five of us cut last hour...just study hall anyway. But why you bare ass naked, faggot? How did you get done with some doc this fast and get your saggy ass back home? What, huh, doc just need a quick piece of your butt? HEY, let me see that butt! Shit, man, you're all fuck-lubed...goddamn, DID the doc screw you??" Jimmy bellowed sticking a couple of fingers up my ass. I couldn't help moaning knowing my ass would soon be rammed with cock. Then Jimmy Little smacked my ass real hard, dad and Frank Little probably could hear the slap from my closet where they were hiding. I had to think fast and said the first thing that entered my mind. "No! No, Jimmy, I just came home fast as hell and started lubing up for ya. I knew you'd be here after school." I tried to explain, hoping Jimmy Little would believe me. "Well, whatever, let's get that pussy hole of yours into the bedroom...come on guys," Jimmy said walking behind me heading to my room with the rest of the gang following behind him. Just as I entered my room Jimmy Little smacked my ass. "Get on all fours," Which I quickly did wondering if dad and Frank Little were watching from the tiny slits in the closet door. I felt excited hoping Jimmy Little was angry enough to give me a good hard fuck. The three other guys that Jimmy Little were soon undressing tossing their clothes all over my room. Jimmy Little, with his thick cock, not quite as long as his dad's was pressed against his muscular stomach spewing a ton of pre-cum. He pressed it down so it was sticking out straight kneeling on my bed in front of me. I opened my mouth wide just as Jimmy Little rammed his cock in my mouth and down my throat. I enjoyed Jimmy Little's forcefulness, as he rammed his big cock in my mouth and down my throat. It was perfect the way Jimmy Little was taking control just like his dad. "Don't just stand their Knobby, shove your black cock in Shaun's ass." Jimmy Little ordered the hot six-two muscular black stud sporting a good nine inch thick dick, standing beside my bed. While Jimmy Little had been ordering Knobby to take my ass Jimmy Little pulled his cock out of throat. He waited a couple of seconds before ramming his big dick down my throat. Wow I was going to rammed up my ass by Knobby's thick nine inch cock. I felt like shouting. "Ram that big cock up my hungry ass Knobby, really give it to me nice and hard but of coarse I couldn't say anything with Jimmy Little's nice big cock in my mouth. I felt Knobby climb up behind me his cock sliding between my ass cheeks. "Fuck him hard, Knobby. You were supposed to get a BJ this afternoon, so you get to be the first one to bone the fag." Knobby rammed his big black cock all the way in my ass, his big black balls smacking my balls. He didn't waist any time pulling his big cock out of my ass beginning to throw me a good hard enjoyable fuck. One thing about Knobby he sure knew how to use his big thick cock to pound my ass. I wondered if dad and Frank were doing in my closet while Jimmy Little fucked my throat and Knobby fucked my ass. They were fucking me so hard my entire bed shook. It was perfect kind of fuck two hard bodies jocks fucking me the same time. "Hurry up, goddammit," Jeff, six feet tall, dark blond, one of the most hottest, muscular teenagers in my gym class moaned. "I want that queer ass next!" "I want you fucking my ass or throat as much as you want to pound that cock in me but wait until Jimmy Little and Knobby finish giving a good hard fuck Jeff." I thought to myself. "Shit, I want one of his superior rim jobs. You gonna be a good little girl and clean my ass out, Davis...like you always do?" Jason the most popular hunky football player growled. I couldn't answer, of course with Jimmy Little's big dick gagging me but managed to be moan. Trying to convey to Jason as soon as Jimmy Little was finished fucking my throat I'd be glad to Jason one of my famous rim jobs. I thought about dad and Frank Little watching from my closet wondering if they were getting a good view of Frank Little's son fucking my mouth and throat. Also getting my ass plowed by Knotty. I was thank full what ever they were doing in the closet they were quiet about it. I hoped they'd keep good and quiet and wait for the hot studs to finish with me and Frank Little would carry on before he was interupted. Jimmy Little rammed his cock down my throat. "Hohhot, faggot, you took that first load good. Swallow it all now, cocksucker, and I'm gonna turn around here and you're gonna get that long tongue of yours ALL the way up my ass...got that, queer?" Jimmy Little shouted pulling his softening cock out my ass and turning around presenting me with his bubble butt. I spread his ass cheeks sticking my tongue inside wiggling it around. "That's enough." He whispered crawling off my bed. Knobby rammed his cock deep inside my ass. It grew thicker inside my ass. "I'm cumming." He shouted spewing a nice big load in my ass. He held on to my hips huffing and puffing his cock blasting load after load in my welcoming ass. The only thing I could think about was another hot stud taking Jimmy Little and Knobby's turn fucking my ass and throat. Greg one of the hottest muscular six foot football hunks got on my bed laying on his back. I knew exactly what was expected. I stood up my feet on each side of him squatted down grabbed his thick eight inch cock pushed it in my ass. I leaned forward just as Blake another hot muscular six-two, dark haired football player got behind me. With Greg's thick cock in my ass, Blake shoved me forward shoving his nine inch cock along side of Greg's cock and shoved his cock deep inside me. This wqs turning out better than I expected, double fucked, I loved it. Terry our football running back, at least six-two, trim slim built for running leaning over Greg shoved his eight inch thick cock in my open mouth. Jimmy Little stood in front of my bed watching the action working his king size cock in his fist. Joey another football stud standing on the left side of my bed was strocking his eight inch cock. Terry shoved his cock down my throat when my closet doors busted down. I couldn't believe what I saw. Frank Little was sprawled on my dad's back, pounding his huge eleven thick inch cock in dad's ass. Dad looked around before looking directly at me. I forgot instantly about Greg and Blake pounding my ass and Terry's cock head in my mouth, shouting without thinking. "Jesus!" ... "GodDam!" ... "Dad!" ... "What the Fuck?" ... "Look at that!" The room suddenly went silent, no one moved. Blake's cock along side of Greg's cock were berried in my ass. I felt Alex's cock down my throat while Jimmy Little stood facing me at the foot of my bed. Joey had stopped stroking his cock starring at the floor. It didn't seem to faze Frank Little falling out of my closet on top of my dad when the closet door crashed to the floor. He kept fucking dad as me and my hot muscular teenager's watched Frank Little fuck pounding in and out of dad's ass. He had to be fucking dad a good ten minutes, finally moaning loudly indicating he was shooting his load inside dad's ass. No one moved in my room for what seemed an eternity, but probably was only a few minutes. Frank yanked his cock out of dad and stood up. "Well, boys..." Frank Little said looking around my bedroom at all the teenage muscular hunks. "Looks to me like you've got a couple of family members here to work with. Can't ever get too much pussy, can you? Will be good to have Mike sharing the loads with Shawn, don't you think? Hell, I know better than most...can't always get a woman to put out...so faggots like these guys come in handy, don't they?" Frank Little must have forgot I wasn't going to be in town much longer heading to Washington State Wednesday morning. I was grateful for that. The last thing I need to see was my dad making a slut of himself. At least he could take my place at "The Frog" while I was at Washington State. I felt angry dad I'd have to share the hot studs with him. I'd much rather they screwed me and left dad out of it. However it looked like I'd have to share the studs with dad. Frank Little chuckled reaching back in my closet grabbing his clothes, and started dressing. Blake and Greg pulled out of my ass the same time Alex pulled his cock out of my throat. All of them shooting big loads probably the shock of seeing dad crashing out f the closet Frank Little fucking him. Jimmy Little started walking toward dad slowly. "Yeah, thanks, dad. Hell, had no idea the father is a cocksucker too. How is he? Good a fuck as Shawn?" "Well...he will be pretty soon. Just needs a little more experience. By the way, son, I'm proud of you...you sure broke Shawn in good. And by God, you got a prick on you ALMOST as big as your dad's!" Then he started walking toward my bedroom door. Dad jumped up following Frank Little to the door. "Frank! Frank!" Dad shouted sounding frantic. Frank turned around and had a smug look on his face, looking at dad. "Frank...you won't...honest to God, please...you won't say a word about this to any of the guys at "The Frog," will you?" Dad actually started begging following Frank Little into the living room. I didn't want Frank Little telling the guys about dad my last night at "The Frog". I wanted to enjoy a good hard fucking my last night. After I leave dad can enjoy the guys fucking him every night if he wanted. "No! Hell, don't worry about that, old buddy," I could see and hear Frank Little responding looking out my bedroom door. "Thistle just be between us...well, us and Jimmy and his buddies. 'Course I would guess that you're gonna have to keep them quiet with a little mouth and ass...you're gonna have to help Shawn handle the "load," so to speak, pal. But, shit...you'll enjoy doing that, right?" Frank Little started laughing as he turned and headed out the front door, closing it behind him probably forgetting I wouldn't be around, heading to Washington State in less than a couple of days. Dad stood staring from just outside my room in the living room at the front door before slowly turning around standing in front of my bedroom doorway. All the naked high school jock sex buddies stood looking at dad slowly jacking off. That is except Tyrone six-two, one of the most built black football players at school rolled me over on my stomach slowly, very slowly, pumping my butt with his big dick. Tyrone was fucking my ass but my thoughts were on dad. I watched Dad walking in my room. My admiration for dad changed to one of discuss, I knew I would never look at dad the same every again. Dad looking like he was in a daze walked in my room. Jimmy Little (of course) said in a surly voice, "OK, 'daddy,' I'm first...get down on your knees and let's see if you're really as good a cocksucker as your boy." Dad stood staring at Jimmy Little for a few seconds before I saw his eyes stare down at Jimmy Little's big dick he was jacking. Dad, to my shock knelt down in front of Jimmy Little and started sucking his cock. "Dam you dad stealling my hunks, sucking them off not carring about stealing the studs away from me. Paul one of my hot muscular teenage buddies muttered. "I want his ass." Jason knelt down behind dad and rammed his prick into dad's ass. "Fucker." I thought. "I was suppose to be enjoying Jason fucking my hot ass not you dad." It wasn't long before my ass and throat were being plowed forgetting all about dad. At one point my buddies had dad and me lying on our stomachs side by side for a while, hopping back and forth between our two hungry holes. They finally got worn out and got dressed and left. "Dam you dad." I thought but didn't say it out load. "The guys would be pounding my ass and throat at least another hour if it wasn't for you. Jimmy Little had instructed me on who he was scheduled to suck off in the school johns my last day at school. The next day, Wednesday I'd be on the train on my way to Washington State to finished regerstering. I also was taking a few classes to make sure I would be ready for the regular school year. I knew the next day after school even though I should be preparing to take the train I'd enjoy one last afternoon of getting fucked. The five studs assured me that tomorrow after school they would have at least eight...maybe ten...guys stopping by the apartment. Jimmy made it clear that he expected dad to be home, too. Dad told him he would be. For a fleeting moment I thought about leaving for Washington State early Wednesday morning. At least every thing was packed. All I'd have to do is get up bright and early and head to the train station. I was only taking one suit case the rest I had sent ahead. leaving in the looks of things I better get packed tonight because I wasn't going to have very much time tomorrow. Thank goodness we were being dismissed early being the last day of school. Dad and I slowly wandered around the apartment, not bothering to dress...what was the point? We started eating some supper at the kitchen table. Dad finally broke the ice. "So, uh...so, son, you want to go to the bar again tonight?" Dad asked. "Maybe," I answered not so sure I wanted to go to "The Frog.", after the way dad embarrassed me this afternoon. The phone rang, and dad picked it. I could only hear dad's end of the conversation. "Well...hang on a minute, Joe," Dad said, turning to me raising his eyebrows. "It is your last night Shaun." I kind of figured Joe was asking if I'd still be coming to the bar one last time. I knew I couldn't break my promise coming to "The Frog." my last night, so nodded my head. "OK, Joe, we'll be there...maybe half an hour." Dad said before listening to what else Joe was talking about. "That son of a bitch," Dad yelled into the phone. "He promised me...." Joe must have interrupted dad because he stopped in mid sentence and listened. "This is bullshit, Joe...I can't..." Stopping in mid sentence and listing once more. Dad was quiet a long time. "Yeah...ok, Ron...whatever you say." Dad said. I gathered Ron was close by and was on the phone. "Well, uhh...I guess we better throw on some clothes and get going, son...ok?" Dad finally said. "Yeah. OK." I said knowing I didn't sound respectful answering dad, but why should I after the spectacle he made of himself earlier. "But first I gotta take a piss." I said. "Oh...sure, well, run into the john and then we'll take off." I thought to myself. Dad treated me badly the last time we were in the bar. Besides he has to learn sometime his place since I wouldn't be around to teach him. I might as well teach him his first lesson. "I don't think I need to go in there, Dad. Ya know, Dad, you gotta learn how to do everything I do. You've done a lot of it, but not everything...." Dad looked lost in thought for a few seconds I suppose he was letting things sink in just what he really was from now on. I was kind of surprised when he slipped down on my knees next to the kitchen table. I walked in front of dad. He had his eyes closed and opened his mouth as I slipped my cock between my dad's parted lips. Lips. My cock began to harden but I knew we were expected at "The Frog." "Let's go dad. I have a feeling tonight will be all about you." I said walking out the door, closing it behind me. Shaun's last night at "The Frog." will be continued in the first chapter of "Mike and His New Life." The spin-off of "My Life As a Male Slut." End of Chapter 30. Chapter 31 will be my last night in "The Frog" Starting in Chapter 32 Will be "My Life As a Male Slut Chapter 32" "Washington State-Part 1" Don't forget to look for the spin-off "Mike and His New Life." Chapter 1. It will also be based loosely on "My Son In The Bar." With permission of the writer. barry97_97@yahoo.com