Date: Mon, 21 Mar 2011 13:07:13 -0400 (EDT) From: hitln16@aim.com Subject: Caught Inside: Part 2 By Damien James Email comments to hitln16@aim.com This is a work of fiction and is not meant to offend anyone. All characters are of legal age. Thanks for the comments, I'm sorry I can't get back to everyone but I appreciate them. I will try releasing parts of this story once a week. Alex stared back at me in shame, his blue eyes piercingly pained. His mouth was stretched wide and dripping sloppily onto my dick. "Where the hell did it come from?" "I'm sorry," he mumbled, taking my dick in his hand to suck me down again. I was angry as hell, but when his sweet warm wet lips wrapped tightly around my cock I could only shove it further down his begging throat. I would have shot deep in his throat if I didn't remove his whorey lips from my cock. "Where the fuck did it come from?" After I said it I saw Alex's father Mark heading steadily to my car. He knew I was here now. He was angrier if that was even possible this time. It was too late to run, he opened the door of my car and looked down at me threateningly. My cock still hard in his son's hand, the cum from his ass all over his face mixed with his saliva and my pre cum. "Get out of the car," he said sternly. I could have ran, but I knew if he was going to hit me he already would have. I was interested to see what he would say or do. I loved having his son stretched out in my car, cum on his face. "You just couldn't stay the fuck away. Could ya boy? Had to get your dick wet in my son," he said gripping the side of my neck in his large hand. His neck was hard and wide on top of his hugely broad shoulders. It was dark, but still surprising as he pushed me down flat against the ground. I kind of crawled across the grass unsure if I wanted it or not. My asshole was tensing wildly with my fat cock, but I was also a man and didn't want to be turned into a used hole. He ripped my pants, my underwear completely shredded except for the band which rose around my stomach. He spit quickly, pushed my muscular ass cheeks up, as he slammed into my body. He held onto my mouth, keeping me quiet. He didn't care if I wanted his cock, he was giving it to me. I moaned under his hand as he fucked my body into the ground, his body like a ton of brick pounding into my entire body and knocking the wind out of me. He smacked my ass hard, and continued working it roughly in his free hand, as his cock slid in slowly. Mark forced his cock in roughly as my virgin hole gripped him hand tight. "Damn you got a sweet pussy," he growled in my ear. "Don't you bitch?" I couldn't fight back tears as my asshole stretched around the grown man's fat cock. "You think you can be a man, but your just a boy aren't you? Huh? Just a faggot pussy boy," he said, uncovering my shaking mouth as he fucked the air out of me. He hit my ass hard waiting for an answer. In the moment something happened and completely changed me. His cock was so hot and warm, and the pain felt good. "Yes sir," I moaned, my mouth flat against the grass. He slapped my ass hard, before lifting my hips, and moving a big arm underneath my body to play with my taint. "I'm gonna use this ass faggot," he said. "Yes sir, use it. It's yours," I said. I saw Alex watching his father fuck me but didn't care. I began to push back my spread ass and still tiny asshole on the man cock entering me. He began to pound me as hard as he could, the force of his entire man body fighting the tiny hole he was entering. My body ached as my bones and muscles slammed into the hard wet dirty ground. My nails ground into the dirt, as mud spread on my skin and face, and my hair became messy. "Fuckin slut, spread that ass," he growled into my ear before spitting on my face. I could hear the slapping of his heavy balls beating violently against my taint and spread ass and his animal like breathing. The smell of his big sweaty body beating into me. The lights of a random car came floating down the street. "Get up," he ordered, gripping me tightly in place. He moved my whole body into the back of my own car removing his cock for only a moment. I was now facing him, staring up at his large approaching body. My legs spread, my pants fallen somewhere on the ground outside. He forced his body on me again, bending my legs to allow him room to force his massive cock in my fighting hole. I felt the muscles of his shoulders and back tensing tightly along with his ass, fucking me open. Alex still sat in the front seat, sitting quietly. "Ahh, I'm gonna fuckin blow," he moaned holding me down with even more force, as he fucked his shooting cum deep inside of my virgin hole. He didn't bother to ask me if I would take his cum, he just forced it inside me. I moaned myself when I felt the hot wet liquid sliding deep within me, shooting massive squirts of his dad sperm. He then collapsed his big body on top of me. He laid motionless, breathing deeply, as his cock dripped the last remaining drops of cum deep inside my asshole. I moved slightly in discomfort, and he grabbed my face mushing it between his tough fingers. "You don't fuckin move until I'm finished with you whore," he said slapping my face. "You understand?" "Yes sir," I said feeling my little hole wincing along his softening cock, keeping his cum inside me. "Yes what?" "Yes I understand," I said. He then got up from his position, leaning the weight of his body on my head, forcing my face into the seat cushion. He then left me, Alex having gone at some earlier point. I couldn't move. I stayed in the position for what felt like hours recovering from the fuck. I felt between my legs at the gushing of cum inside my battered hole. My whole body hurt, but I liked it. I couldn't see well, and my ass ached against the seat. I just wanted to get home, and get some rest and maybe cum myself the following morning. What happened that night with Alex was kind of a blur. I walked into my house bruised, hard, and my clothes ripped. My underwear was destroyed, shredded somewhere around my raw red muscular ass. When I closed the door behind me, I felt the cum overflowing the pucker of my asshole. "What the fuck!" my dad jumped, as the sound of the door woke him. He normally wouldn't wake all night, and was still out of it drunk. "I just... I'll go to my room," I said, avoiding his angry stare as I walked passed him. "Get your little ass back here," he muttered sternly. "I want to know where the fuck you were and why you left," he said. There was a slight gleam in his eye, as he grinned cruelly about to shake in rage. I could smell the sweat coming from his manly muscular body, my hard on beginning to ache as the smell filled my nostrils.