Date: Thu, 12 Nov 2020 13:02:26 +0000 (UTC) From: Ken Coomber Subject: Getting Caught Getting Caught By Ken C. Nifty.org runs this website free of charge. But it requires money to continue operating. Everyone who reads stories on Nifty.org should try and donate to http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html to enable the website to remain operating for your enjoyment. I can always be contacted to read any comments both negative and positive you may have. ****************************************************************** I was in the middle of pleasantly (but loud) fantasy, pretending that a lover was trying to make love to my 13 year old body, while I was dressed in some of my sister's sexy sleepwear, when I felt two large hands grab both my arms from behind without making a sound, while I also felt a warm and obviously naked body push up against my back with a very stiff cock being pushed into the back of the sleepwear's satin panties, centring exactly against my back door opening. Too frightened to wonder who it might be, the feel of the hard thick cock pushing in against my rear opening felt like a steel post had me subconsciously grinding back onto the stiff penis head, knowing the panty's fabric gusset would stop the strangers cock going any further inside me. But that didn't stop me feeling the tip of the unknown erect cock trying to enter me as I groaned loudly while lewdly grinding my arse back against and onto the cock trying to penetrate me, pleading with the stranger to take my virginity. "You're going to get your wish you dirty little faggot" my naked father's furiously angry voice announced, as I felt one of his strong arms now encircle my small frame, freeing up the other arm and hand to be able to pull my panties down below my thighs. Still in muted shock at who had discovered my secret, I felt the warm hard tip of his cock now trying to worm its way inside my uncovered bum. In needing to pull my panties down just enough, he had also forced me to lean slightly forwards and downwards against the side of my bed, which now meant I was in the same sort of position that I often saw on computer porn sites where a guy is forcibly fucking another guy from behind while standing up. Dad's cock tip was now beginning to painfully stretch my dry back door ever slowly wider, as I realised the futility of trying to overpower my dad's strength. So I simply let my body simply go limp and yield in submission, hoping that this first time at anal sex wouldn't be as painful as it was now beginning to feel. With my bum hole no long trying to struggle against penetration, it felt as if my dad must have wrapped coarse sandpaper around his cock, as he painfully shoved his unlubricated cock ever deeper inside of me. The pain became so intense that I started to scream out for him to stop, but quickly found one of his large hands smothering my mouth and muffling my painful screams. "Oh fuck you're tight you little scum sucking gutter trash faggot" my father uttered as he continued thrusting back and forth inside me now that I was starting to become more pliant with his own fluids inside me, greasing the way. Perhaps five or so minutes after being painfully penetrated, dad's cock lubricants had finally greased my opening enough to allow it to be less painful to be fucked and my body began starting unwittingly to push back against my rock hard intruder, causing my dad to begin thrusting even faster inside of me. A noise sounding somewhat like "fap, fap, fap, fap" soon began to be heard as my father picked up his speed fucking me. Between the rapidly accelerating pace of dad's thrusting's and my body's acceptance of his brutalising of my arsehole, it actually started to feel quite arousing inside me there. I had unknowingly but thankfully (considering the pain at first) discovered that sex between men wasn't that bad, (after a while) and I was now a completely willing and submissive to all of dad's actions. I was no longer tensing up and instead was totally relaxed while my arse was pushing back against dad's thick cock in support of his taking me. I was too frightened to tell dad about how I felt just now, so I simply leaned forwards and downwards until I was leaning on my bed's mattress, which unbeknownst to me allowed my dad to fuck me more easily and enjoyably from his point of view. Not even having kissed a girl yet and still not quite in puberty, I took my first time as being typical of all gay sex. I'd read often enough on the web about how the first time is often painful for both people, (especially between a boy and a girl, who I'd read had some form of thin membrane covering her entrance) and I told myself I'd been dreaming about wanting to be a girl for several years now, so the pain was nothing more than a girl might feel having sex for the first time. During this momentary lapse into fantasy, I hadn't noticed my dad's thrusting's beginning to slow down or start to become deeper and held in for longer between back and forth thrusting. I snapped back to reality when my father said "You're going to be a right proper slut in a few years judging by how easily your taking this rape. If it's any consolation and I never want to hear you telling your mom I said this, you're a better arse fuck then she is or ever will be" he told me honestly and quietly. "And I don't want you wearing any of your sister's clothes or even your mom's things ever again, or else I'll flog the flesh off of your arse" he told me in a strong dad voice meaning he was serious about me not doing those things. "I'll get you some pretty things to wear and you'll just have to make sure that you wash and dry them in private and put them somewhere your mom won't find them. I also want you and I to have a serious talk about sex things sometime next Saturday when your mom and sister are out shopping" he told me no longer angry but thoughtfully. "And I don't want you trying to have sex with any of your friends or adult men you know or might meet, get me son" he told me saying the last part in stern dad tones, to emphasise the importance of what he was telling me. I nodded into the mattress while verbally assuring him I wouldn't. Even from when he had first entered me, my back passage had felt completely stuffed and making me think I needed to poop. Each of dad's thrusting's had felt as if whatever was now inside of me was being forced ever deeper inside, and I was "farting" quite a bit too. Dad's longer and deeper thrusting seemed to bring matters to a head as I told him "I need to shit desperately now" dad. But instead of letting me go to the toilet, dad started speeding up his thrusting into me again. Soon he was breathing quickly and his cock was pistoning ever quicker inside me. The sounds of flesh slapping "fap, fap, fap became ever louder and faster, while dad told me breathlessly he was about to cum. I was now back on a high of my own as my arse told my brain it was enjoying this, which made me wriggle and squirm trying to find ways to keep dad's cock deep inside me, while I now found my body being pounded furiously and relentlessly till I felt dad push in deep inside me and stay motionless as he tried to catch his breath. During the halt he was describing to me quite proudly how he was shooting a big load of sperm into me and whitewashing the walls of my arsehole then telling me happily "I just wish that your mom's arse was as tight as yours is now son". I then felt him slowly pull his thick cock out of me and along with it, traces of white gooey sperm as well as a lot of wet farts. He told me to stay leant over the bed while he proceeded to take several photos of me with his phone, before saying he needed to get cleaned up and so did I as he left my room. I made my way into the shower and stepped into the stream. A few minutes later dad opened the glass door and stepped in next to me and began washing my back. It soon progressed to him washing my tiny cock and balls while behind me as well as slipping a soapy finger into my bum, quickly pulling it out to soap up several more fingers and trying to get them inside me. His slippery digits felt so good, I lean forward against the shower wall and allowed him his was with me. Shortly afterwards I felt his stiff thick cock inside me again, and remaining pushed deep inside of me without thrusting. Although I had had a huge shit and though I was empty back there, dad's cock still had me thinking I was packed solid. So it took a few moments before I felt and realised the warm stream now hitting my anal walls was infact my dad taking a long piss inside my arse. "Daaad" I told him meekly, to hear him chuckle and tell me he'd wanted to fuck me again but suddenly had to piss and it felt so comfortable inside me, he simply did what nature had intended. The felling in my tummy was one of being inundated in pressure as I tried to force out some of his piss while he was still inside of me. This saw both of our feet and legs quickly being covered by brownish coloured piss before he pulled his thick cock out of me entirely and catching my out, had my arsehole expel a lot of smelly shit onto the shower floor just behind me. Dad told me to turn off the water and hand him the wand. Once I had done this, he unscrewed the shower head before turning on the taps and allowing for a "just" warm flow of water to come through the shower tubing being carefully soaping it's rim before sliding the shower hose up inside my arse. Instructing me to try and hold the warm water in as long as possible, soon painful cramps forced me to expel the water from inside me, bringing about a lot more shit that was inside of me, that needed to be flushed out. When I was finally expelling only clear water, dad told me he was satisfied I was clean there and told me he explain all about douching to me on Saturday morning. After he shown me how to hose away the mess and saw I was following his instructions, he left me to tidy up while he dried off and went to get dressed. I was just getting dried off when he came back in dressed, before handing me a pair of my clean underwear with a strip of thin white padding in the crotch, which he told me was to catch any of the water trapped inside me so as not to dirty up my underwear. It felt really weird walking around later with a "cushion" wedged between my thighs. A quick check after a few inadvertent dribbles out of me, saw the white strip now somewhat damp and slightly brown stained, which I managed to get rid of afterwards into the wheelie bin along with the rest of the rubbish in the kitchen tidy garbage bag, before mom and sis got home.