Date: Sun, 11 Sep 2005 13:35:33 EDT
From: NPhillydogg@aol.com
Subject: rick's anal ordeal -23

Chuck had just finished savoring the taste of his seventh cock, when
number ten suddenly lowered to his face. He licked his lips in lewd
anticipation. Blaine was stroking his monster dong back and forth, the
heavy foreskin stretched back to reveal the round bulbous and leaky head,
then came forth the cover the prize as the extra bunch of dark skin
closed up around the tip. Chuck's eyes crossed as the cock moved in
closer to his lips. Blaine aimed his cock up to the boy's face, then
began painting the thin lips with the head of his prick. Clear nectar
juice from his cock slit smeared across the boy's panting mouth, leaving
a gloss like coating which Chuck instinctively licked away.

"You want this big black DICK, don'tcha white-boy?" asked Blaine,
taunting Chuck as he opened his mouth to receive. 'Yes', nodded Chuck,
mesmerized by the healthy cock before him. "Then let me hear you BEG for
it!" teased his captor, pulling his cock away each time Chuck tried to
take it in his mouth.

"Please....can I have your cock?"
As Chuck began to humiliate himself for Blaine's dick, cocks numbers
eight and nine were removed from his dank hole. Chuck felt his over
stuffed innards suddenly go slack, leaving him with a horrible empty
feeling. Once both cocks were gone, it felt as if someone had removed a
part of his body that he desperately needed to survive. He felt his
enormously stretched hole hang open, unable to close properly after the
double damage it just encountered. Cum continued to ooze from his
insides. A steady stream trailed from his asshole, across his balls, and
down to the floor. Luckily he didn't stay empty for long, as black cock
number eleven suddenly pierced him deeply.
"PLEEEEASSEEE...!!" he yiped, as the cock pushed through him ball deep in
one shove.

"Please what, white-boy? What is it you want? Tell me, or I won't give it
to you!" teased Blaine.
Chuck felt cock number eleven fucking away at his upright butt. Black
hands held his pale white hips in place as the cock rocked back and
forth. His sphincter muscles were nolonger able to protect his anus. The
cocks were free to plunge in and out of him at any rate, speed, pace, or
length they desired. They stretched his anal cavity until it nolonger
resembled the once tight, taunt, bud, it USED to be. Now, all it was was
a new place for hungry cocks to dump cum. Chuck knew his life would never
be the same. He'd finally found his calling, and it wasn't to be the
sports-jock his dad had always trained him to be.

"I want YOUR COCK!" yelled Chuck, nolonger content with just eyeballing
Blaine's lengthy dick. His mouth watered for the flavor of the long black
sausage. His stomach craved the creamy hot sperms that would cum out of
it. His throat wanted to bloat from the throbbing shaft.
"I WANT IT IN ME! I WANT TO SUCK IT! TASTE IT! EAT IT! AND DRINK YOUR HOT
CUM! GIVE IT TO ME, PLEEEEASE!! LET ME HAVE YOUR COCK! I NEED IT IN
ME!!!"

"Is that so?" smiled Blaine, laughing at Chuck's demise. "Here you go,
baby. Eat it up!" he offered, placing his cock head up to Chuck's lips.
Chuck attached his greedy lips onto the bulb like head, and sucked at the
piss slit for any pre-nectar forming. He hummed and smacked his lips as
his tastebuds partied to the flavor of the semen. Then Blaine held him by
the sides of his head, and rammed inward, spearing Chuck on the thick
inches of his dark weapon. Chuck groaned as the dick punched in through
his tight throat ring, lodging itself somewhere in his throat and
stomach.

"Hey, what THE FUCK'S going on in here??!" asked Phillip Grover, standing
at the breeders gate, watching his son (Chuck) getting fucked front and
back by 2 big cocked blacks.
The 2 men fucking Chuck never stopped their stroke as they turned their
heads in dad's direction. Chuck never heard his father enter, as he was
too enthralled by the fuckings he was receiving. His body was being
pounded at both ends, see-sawing between 2 large dongs like a human
pendulum. Phillip Grover's first instinct was to run over and knock the
ignorant niggers off his son. His mind never conceived that his son may
have been a willing participant in this obscenity. It was obvious to him
that he was being raped. Just seeing the 2 huge sized dark dicks slicing
through his openings were enough to convince him that it wasn't
consensual. What man in his right mind would let another man stick his
dick in his ass or mouth (especially a black one), unless he was GAY. And
Grover just knew no son of his could possibly be gay. He didn't raise his
son to be no QUEEN. No son of his was going to be a cocksucker, not over
his dead body!

"What is this?" he asked, looking around the sea of black faces until he
saw me and Bud in the crowd. "What're you ASSHOLES doing to my son?!"

"What's it look like Phillip?" asked John, -my step-dad. Grover looked
over at him with a shocked, angry expression.

"You KNEW about this?!" he asked, pissed. I thought he was ready to hit
my step-pop.

"Of course I did." John boasted, just as Bud and I walked up through the
crowd.

"You BASTARDS!" he swore, angrily. "How could you do this to my boy?!!"

"You did to mine!" answered John, fairly. I walked up beside him, naked.

"And YOU! You're supposed to be his friend!! How could YOU be a part of
this?!!"

"After what the 2 of you did to me? You've got to be kidding!" I said.

"But YOU liked it, don't deny it!" said Grover, pointing a finger at me
threateningly.

"From the looks of it, I don't see Chuck complaining either." commented
Bud, causing Phillip to take a second look.
The black guy fucking away at his ass was going to town. He was ramming
his big cock in and out of Chuck's tight asshole, using his ass cheeks as
a trampoline for his pelvis. Phillip Grover saw the thick cock plunging
into his son's backside, causing a heavy stream of semen to ooze from the
planted hole and down to the straw and dust covered floor. His eyes
widened as he watched his son take the dick. He noticed Chuck wasn't
fighting or resisting. He noticed he wasn't trying to bite the cock in
his mouth as it fucked back and forth in and out of his face. Then he
started to notice how his son was arching his back up, sending his ass
upward to be fucked. How he spread his legs extra wide to accommodate the
man's body mass. How he bobbed his head on the cock in his mouth,
slurping and moaning like a cock contented cock whore in heat.

"Well, I'll be damned..." he sighed to himself, sickened by his son's
display of cock worship. All this time he'd thought he was teaching and
training his son how to be a REAL man, and here he had a little
cocksucker hidden under his own roof the whole time.
Unaware of his dad's presence, Chuck sucked and slurped all along the
length of Blaine's dick. He loved the way the cock felt sliding in and
out of his mouth, the way the shaft weighed down his slick searching
tongue and caused him to stretch his lips to capacity. He loved the way
the cock took control of his mouth, and fucked into his throat as if it
had ownership rights. He felt the guy fucking him from behind grip onto
his waist tightly. He was ramming his cock back and forth along his cum
slickened colon. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer, as
Chuck's packed innards were doing a number on his dick. The thug groaned
like a wombed animal, then shoved his entire cock inside and held it
there as his body went into convulsions. Everyone knew the guy was
cumming masses up Chuck's ass. Chuck groaned around the mouthful of
Blaine's dick as cock number eleven unloaded heavy tracks of boiling
semen into his bowels. Phillip Grover felt his own cock awaken as he saw
his son accepting the cum gift, hiking his ass up higher to get every
ounce of the hot liquid inside him. His hand reached down subconsciously
to stroke his growing crotch as he saw his son ravaged.

"Aww yeeah bitch, you gonna make ME cum next!" announced Blaine, fucking
at Chuck's face faster. Chuck couldn't help but groan and surrender as he
awaited the thick cream his stomach was craving. He couldn't believe how
delightful these black dicks felt inside him, fucking his ass and his
mouth into two quivering quacking cum dispensers. 'How ironic' -thought
Chuck, as he felt Blaine's cock starting to throb more between his lips,
that he'd never saw blacks as nothing more then drug dealers and murders.
Now he found he had a new found respect for the african gods, as they
fucked his aching body into a virtual paradise of sexual frenzy.

Blaine held the husky white boy's head in place while he fucked steadily
at his face. He could feel his dick starting to signal that it was ready
to cum. He fucked harder at the tender throat his dick dipped into. He
loved the way the tip dug deeply into the soft flesh of the white boy's
throat. In a few strokes, he was pumping fresh cum into the boy's gullet.

"AAAWWWWWW DAAAMMMMNNN....!!" bellowed Blaine, feeling his balls contract
as the cum forced it's way through the length of his cock. Chuck felt the
hot flood fill his throat as the cock continued to pump forth. He gagged
briefly, but managed to re-right himself as he devoured the fresh juice
fully. He gulped and swallowed as he sucked, panting hard for breath as
the salty semen slid smoothly into his stomach.

From a short distance, he dad grew even angrier. Seeing his son raped by
niggers was one thing, and enough to drive any father mad for
vengence....but to see his son getting fucked willingly, and greedily
accepting the hot loads they shot into his open holes, literally made him
sick. His first instincts had been to kill the niggers assaulting his
boy, but now all he could think about was beating the living shit out of
his nigger loving son!
Phillip Grover watched as the 2 black men removed their spent cocks from
his boy's body, their long fat dark dicks still shinning from his spit
and anal slime. It was like watching two black snakes emerge. When they
finally popped free, Chuck felt completely void and empty. He stayed in
position as the 2 blacks got up and awaited what would happen next. Chuck
looked around at the dangling dicks laying low before his eyes. He wanted
more of them inside him. He swallowed the last of Blaine's cum, then
licked his lips lewdly to entice someone to fuck his mouth. He arched his
ass, hoping someone would shove their dick in and fuck him like a slave.
That's what he wanted to be, a slave for them to fuck at will. From the
corner of his eye he saw someone approach. His eyes focused in on the
crotch of his new arrival. He noticed the bulge infront of the man's
trousers, indicating a stiff hardon just underneath the slacks. He opened
his mouth, giving the man some initiative to pull his cock out.

"You fucking DISGUST me!" he heard his daddy's voice say, snapping him
out of his lustful state as he looked up into his ole man's angry eyes.
"Look at you, sitting there like some whore DOG waiting to be fucked! Do
you have any idea how much of an embarrassment you are to me? To your
mother?"

"Dad, I...UUHHHHHH!!" grunted Chuck, receiving a viscous slap across his
slick face. Blood, sweat, and undigested cum flew across the room in a
spray as tears stung his eyes.

"Don't speak, COCKSUCKER!!" snapped his dad. "You don't have the RIGHT to
speak to me -ever again! You're not no son of mine! I denounce you as my
son! >From here on, my son is DEAD to me! Do you hear? DEAD!!"
It was heart wrenching hearing Phillip Grover go off on Chuck this way, I
immediately felt sorry for my half brother, and was instantly grateful
that I had not been raised in his shoes. Phillip Grover looked down at
his son cowering at floor level, his body wet with sweat and semen. He
felt a fire burning within him as he grabbed Chuck by a fist full of
black hair.

"You want to be a cocksucker?" he asked, unzipping his pants with his
free hand. "I'll make you into a cocksucker!" he said, fishing out his
hardon. Chuck tried to resist his father's actions, but was slapped again
into submission. "Suck it, Bitch! Suck your daddy's dick! After all the
things I've done for you over the years, the least you could do is suck
me like you did these niggers!!"
I saw more than a few eyebrows go up at the "N" word, but Phillip was so
engrossed in his actions that he didn't even notice his insult. Chuck
stopped resisting, figuring his father was right. After all, he was the
man responsible for him being here. Of all of us, his own dad deserved a
blowjob more.

We all watched with bated breath as Chuck closed his eyes and leaned
forward to swallow his dad's dick. Phil watched his son open his mouth,
then sink his lips down on his hardened shaft. Phillip didn't like the
idea of a gay son, but at least he could benefit off of it with a
blowjob, for payment of all the time, money, and effort wasted on raising
him. He sighed in lust and frustration as he watched his boy eat his
dick. To think, he had a cocksucker in his own home all these years. What
would he tell his friends when they find out? He had a reputation to
uphold around town. He had been a star quarterback when he was younger.
Everyone still remembered him as "Nado", from those years when he used to
tear up the football field like a tornado. Nado couldn't have a faggot
for a son, what would people think?

"Oh shit man, look at this shit...." choked one of the black guys
witnessing the sex act with his own eyes. "...dude's makin his own son
suck his dick! What kinda backwards HICK shit is that?"

"Whadda you expect man? We're in HICKsville USA! These crackers think
fuckin their own mothers is a hot date!" said another black guy from the
sidelines. I'd often wondered if THEY had a name for the white community
like we did for the black community. I mean, "Blacksville" had been used
for as long as I could remember. It was one of the first things we heard
about their community as children.

* * * * *

While Chuck got his face fucked by his father, just a short distance
away, Willis was being speared by the big bloated cock of Rex, -the
youngest dog. Rex climbed up on Will's sore scratched back, and started
thrusting until his cock easily slipped into his captive's ass. Willis
barely grunted when the cock bore into his slick, wet, sperm soaked anus.
By now his asshole was used to being fucked, and the slick semen of Rex's
brethren coated his insides well,  making fucking him a practical breeze.
Rex had no problem tearing into him like any other bitch, and fucked him
with the full intention of filling his gut with his specially laced
canine sauce.

Willis had been off to the side watching Chuck's ordeal while he got
fucked by the dogs. Willis was grateful that HE wasn't the one getting
gangbanged by the big dick blacks. He too thought it was disgusting to
see Chuck behaving in such a manner. Had he known Chuck had the same
tendencies as me, he'd have fucked him too, instead of making him his
ally. He was glad when he saw John walk in with Chuck's dad. He smiled to
himself when he saw Phillip hit Chuck, then feed him his own dick. He
wanted to laugh out loud, but was interrupted when Rex shoved his dick
full steam ahead. Now he sat there watching Chuck service his father,
surrounded by 11 limp niggers, 3 whites, and 4 dogs.

"UUHHH!!" grunted Willis, feeling a particularly deep thrust. A couple of
the guys returned their attention back to Will, having forgotten about
him briefly once Phil started to face fuck his son. They saw that the
dogs had changed positions, as Flint lay in a corner licking the slime
from between his legs with his tongue. Rex was in the saddle now, and
riding well. From the back angle, you could see Rex's cock sliding in and
out, forcing displaced semen to seep out of Will's loosened hole.

"I think this one's startin to like it too." said someone, reporting
Will's hardon pointing forward between his legs. "When'r we gonna fuck
him too?" asked the same man, heated by the display of Rex's cock working
him over.

"I have special plans for HIM." said Bud, causing me to wonder what.
"Just make sure he stays put." he added, walking out of the kennel.

* * * * *

Meanwhile, Chuck was choking on his father's cock as Phillip fucked his
face deep. He'd hold Chuck's head all the way down on his cock with his
dick head trapped in Chuck's throat while Chuck's lips was buried in his
groin. He'd hold him there for minutes, until Chuck was fighting for
breath. Phillip would release him only when he was ready, watching Chuck
pull fully off his wet cock to suck down air. A second later, Phil would
shove his cock back into Chuck's mouth and fuck it hard before shoving it
all the way in again to hold it there. You could see Chuck's throat
balloon out to house his father's cock mass. Thick spit dripped down from
Chuck's stretched lips, coating his dad's balls as he tried to hold his
breath long enough to please his father. But once his air ran out, he'd
begin to buck and fight to removed the clog in his throat. Once again
Phillip would let him go just long enough to suck down some much needed
air before ramming his cock forward again to torture him. He called Chuck
every vile disgusting name he could think of, humiliating him beyond
belief. Chuck just continued to service his dad, hoping if he did a good
job, his dad might forgive him. But Phil had already forged a plan in his
mind that his son was an outcast. After tonight, he would kick his son
out of the house to fend for himself. He didn't want any faggots living
under his roof. Chuck could sell his ass to the niggers to support
himself for all he cared.

I saw Phillip Grover hold onto the sides of his son's head, guiding it
back and forth as he fucked his face. Chuck fought to keep his dad's dick
in his mouth. He didn't want to chance losing the cock for a single
second, as he didn't want to risk missing the load and angering his
father more.
Phil tilted Chuck's head backwards, and fucked his face all the harder
and deeper. I knew from experience getting fucked by the man that he was
close to cumming. He squeezed Chuck's face together, then rammed forth as
he threw his head back and screamed.

"AAHHHHH DAAAMMMMNNNNNN, YYEEEAHHAHH!!!"
Chuck choked, coughed, and swallowed every ounce of Phil's cum load. His
dad shook in convulsions as he empties his balls in his son's throat.
Chuck was determined to catch it all, and did, as he quickly swallowed
load after mouth filling load.
Finally Phil relaxed his hold, and Chuck continued to clean his dad's
pipes. He sucked softly on the shrinking cock, wanting every ounce of
semen his dad created. He sucked on the sensitive head for a while, then
moved his lips up to the base to nurse the entire shaft. He sucked gently
until he was sure his father's orgasm was complete. Phillip had to push
his son off of his dick to get a rest. Chuck watched his dad's cock pop
free from his mouth, falling limp over his wet balls like an old sock. He
savored the taste of his dad's semen in his mouth, and looked up at his
father with a lusty gaze. Phillip didn't like the way his son looked at
him, and back slapped the arrogant faggot for having the nerve to eyeball
him as an equal.

"What the fuck're you looking at, Bitch?!" he yelled, swinging his hand
across his son's cheek. The slap echoed throughout the kennel as Chuck
fell backwards on his cum filled ass.
I felt so sorry for Chuck, seeing his dad's reaction to seeing him get
fucked. He cowered on the floor of the breed room, afraid of his own dad
as he ramped and raved above him like a madman. He told Chuck how
"worthless" he was, how he'd "never amount" to anything, and how much of
a "disappointment" he was as a son. Chuck was in tears by his father's
words. Seeing Phil's reaction to his son made me appreciate my
relationship with John all the more. Here we had a biological father that
didn't want anything to do with his son because he may've been gay, where
John loved and accepted me regardless. He raised me for 19 years as his
own, then still didn't turn his back when I told him that I was gay. I
suddenly felt very ashamed for the way I had treated him, and couldn't
help telling him how sorry I was for being such a bitch.

"Dad..." I said, touching his shoulder as we all watched Phillip curse
out Chuck.

"Yes, Rick?" he asked, turning towards me.

"...I'm sorry for how bad I've been acting, lately." I said, holding back
tears. "And I just wanted you to know how much I love you."
I could see the look soften on dad's face when he heard me say that I
still I loved him. He grabbed me in front of everyone, then gave me a big
bear hug, nearly crushing all of the wind out of me.

"I LOVE you too, son." he whispered in my ear, kissing me affectionately
on the neck.

"And look at these two BITCHES!" said Grover, turning from Chuck for the
moment. "I can tell Rick's your son, John. You're both just a like!
You're both COCKSUCKERS!" Dad broke his hug with me, and took a step
towards Phillip. I held him back, afraid of what Phillip might do to him.
After all, he had already beaten and raped him once in his life.

"Dad, don't..." I whispered, managing to hold him at bay.

"Yeah John, listen to the lil girl! She wouldn't want to see her daddy
bent over and fucked like the bitch he was 20 years ago, now would she?"
I could see dad's body tense.

"He's not worth it, dad." I whispered, holding him tighter.

"Why don't you both come over here and finish what my son started? I bet
yous both be sucking each other off in that house all day, don't yous?
Whenever poor Kathy's out, you both be going at it, right?" asked
Phillip, trying to get my dad's goat. "Wanna know which of yous have the
better pussy? While it was nice taking John's virginity, just as I did
his wife's all those years ago, fucking Rick's whorish lil' hole was by
far the better of the 3. Fucking into his cummy asshole after Chuck had
dumped in it, was the highlight of my day!"

"You fucking bastard...!" yelled my dad, racing up to Phillip and hitting
him square on the jaw with a flying hook. Phil looked stunned by my dad's
charge, and fell backwards in a daze. But dad didn't let up there, he
continued to hit, punch, and kick Phillip until he had him on the ropes.
All the guys standing around were chanting "Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
Fight!". When dad was finished beating Phil silly, he stood over him like
the victor from a Rocky movie. I was so proud of him, for I really had
expected the roles to be reversed. Then dad did something totally out of
character.
While Phillip Grover lay in a daze, dad reached down and began pulling at
the seat of his pants, exposing his pale white ass and hairy crack. At
first I was at a lost as to what he was doing, until I saw him unzip his
own pants and pull out his cock.

"Come suck my cock, Charlie. Make it good and hard so I can ram it up
your dad's ass!"

"YESSIR. mr Walker!" smiled Chuck, scooting over to my dad and swallowing
his soft cock.
I was stunned, speechless. Here my boring old mousy dad had beaten big
and bad Phillip Grover in a fair fight, was getting his cock sucked by
his son, and preparing to butt fuck the father up his unconscious ass.
This was too good to be true.

* * * * *

Willis grimaced as Rex fucked into him with hard thrusts. He felt the
"knot" swell inside his raw anus, bloating to the size of a huge fruit.
The knot moved back and forth within him, punching into his hairy ass
like a fist. He groaned as it buried into him over and over. He was held
prisoner by the straps of the metal table used for breeding. He couldn't
dodge Rex's plunging penis as he fucked in and out of his former handler.

"UUHHH, UUHHH, UUHHH, UUHHH..." he grunted with each pound. I was torn
between watching Willis get his ass punished, and dad getting his cock
sucked by my brother. Things really started to go wild when we heard the
cluttering sound of shoes walking towards us. A few of the guys turned to
the gate opening, just as Bud returned with one of his Stallion horses.

"What the fuck is THAT for?" asked Blaine, surprised by the edition of
the horse. The space was really getting smaller and smaller with each new
arrival. Noone knew why Bud had brought the Stallion into the breeder's
pen, but I knew, as well did Willis, whom started yelling into the wet
socks stuffed into his mouth.
Just then, Rex popped his cork, and filled Will's ass with a heavy dose
of cum. Willis felt the huge deluge filling him full, causing even more
cum to ooze from his ravaged hole. Bud pranced the Stallion around the
table, giving Will a good look at what was to come next. Will's eyes
bulged as Bud parked the horse in front of him, then reached under to
fondle the horse's cock.

"DAMN, LOOK AT THAT FUCKIN DICK!!" shouted one of the men, as the horse's
cock slowly slide out of it's sheath. Willis really started to yell, his
muffled words lost on the deaf ears of the room. Rex started to pull his
spent cock from Will's ass, but the knot too big to fall out freely. It
pulled and stretched his asshole outward, causing him to bite down on the
socks. Spit oozed from the socks and dripped down his chin onto the table
in a thick mass. Rex pulled and pulled until his knot finally shrunk
small enough to pop free. Willis signed in temporary relief as his
asshole gave up the dog's cock, spilling a huge amount of semen in the
process. He looked over at the horse and Bud, as Bud started to guide the
Stallion around back of him. Willis began to buck wildly, trying to bust
free from the straps keeping him prisoner.

* * * * *

Chuck was sucking heatedly on my dad's dick. He slid his lips up and down
my pop's hard shaft, burying his cock into his open throat whenever
possible. Dad just stood there, watching Chuck go as he sucked his cock
into a bonafide hardon. I'd never seen my dad's cock hard before, so it
was exciting seeing it emerge from Chuck's mouth, shinning with his spit.
I could tell Chuck really enjoyed sucking my dad off by the way his eyes
fluttered up into their sockets. He latched his arms around dad's hairy
legs, and bobbed his head like a man on a mission. I think he was hungry
to taste my dad's cum, he certainly sucked like he was. Dad finally had
to pry his dick from Chuck's mouth before he made him cum prematurely.

"uh...I'm sorry mr Walker." said Chuck, seeing the cock throb and pulse
before his face. He nearly forgot dad wanted to plant his seeds somewhere
else first.

"It's okay, Charlie." assured dad, trying to regain his composure.
Once free, dad started to pull off his clothes. Phillip started to
recover consciousness, but was quickly held in place by several of
Blaine's boys. He started cursing as he fought to break free. Dad climbed
down on top of him, and aimed his wet hardon up to his exposed crack.
Phillip felt dad's weight on his back, then felt his cock head kiss
against his hole.

"GET OFF OF ME, YOU FREAKS!!" yelled Phillip, trying to wiggle from up
under him. I saw dad's ass cheeks tighten inward, as he shoved his hips
forward and buried his cock into Phil's virgin hole. Both men yelled, one
from the tightness of the never before fucked hole clenching tightly to
his cock shaft, and the other from the searing pain erupting through his
screaming sphincter muscles.

"Fuck that bitch!" yelled one of the thugs, spurring dad on.
I stood there behind them, watching dad rape mr Grover, a strange
jealousy coming over me as I wished it were me receiving his cock
instead.

Mr Grover screamed and groaned like a raped woman. Despite all his
bravado, he was nothing more than a big punk, fighting and thrashing as
daddy tore him a new asshole. You would think he would've been a little
more immune to pain, as he was used to dishing it out. I remembered
taking MY first fuck with less fanfare. It was something kind of
satisfying watching his character reduced right before my eyes. In one
act, dad was acting a swift vengeance for our family, redeeming himself
after years of feeling inadequacy over what Grover had done to him, mom,
and now me. I could actually feel the balance of power shift with each
hump of his hips, diving his cock deeper and deeper into his long time
rival's buttock.
Fortunately (or unfortunately) for Grover, Chuck had worked dad's cock
into a frenzy with the blowjob he'd given him. That, along with the ultra
tightness of Grover's virgin hole, took daddy over the edge rather
quickly. He humped and humped at the ass beneath him, then clenched his
ass cheeks together as he sent wave after wave of cum into Grover's
intestines. Phillip felt the pulsating cock firing into him, and groaned
in beaten despair at his own deflowering. Dad panted and heaved as the
cum poured out of him in sheets. After nearly 5 minutes of injections, he
finally pulled out and got to his feet. Chuck immediately fell to his
knees before dad and started to suck the clinging cum from his cock. He
swallowed dad's semi-hardon, feasting on his thick baby makers. I walked
over to dad, and put my arms around his waist in support. Chuck took that
opportunity to latch onto my dick as well. He started sucking both me and
dad at the same time, as we laughed and smiled in each other's faces.

It was strange feeling dad's hardon touching mine as Chuck switched them
off and then pressed them both in his mouth at the same time. Behind
Chuck, the thugs holding his father down decided it was high time he
learned a little respect for "niggers". One by one they climbed onto of
his broad back, and shoved their long fat cocks into the newly fucked
hole spear headed by my father's trail. He screamed with each new
intrusion, but was forced to lay there and take them as nearly each black
man present fucked him until they filled his asshole with their
collective cums. After a while, they were sliding into him easily,
leaving gobs and gobs of heavy semen draining from his over fucked hole.