Defeating the School Jock Part one As Told by Joey's Dad, Jack
I am not much of a writer but decided to try my luck. Hope you like it. joejoe_75202@yahoo.com Must be of legal age to read this.
My love for my son Joey goes back to the first time I saw his face in the delivery room. He had deep brown eyes that matched his mother's. Joey's mother had been the love of my life. From the moment we met we felt our love for each other. I would say I was the one of the happiest men at the office and the gym where I worked out.
I was crushed one day after coming home from work and getting a phone call. My wife had been crossing Main and Charles when a car had turned right on a green light just as Kathy had stepped off the curb. I was told she hit her head against the pavement hard and it was all over in minutes.
From then on it was only Joey and myself. Yes I did try to date but my heart wasn't in it. I grew closer to Joey and he became my world. I was so proud of him. He was growing into a smart as well as a slim tall muscular young man. He worked out at school and I worked out after I finished at the office. I soon learned to cook good healthy meals. I was always proud of Joey and when he took up wrestling I went to most of his matches. Everyone got use to me being at most of Joey's matches that often people would say. It's the J men. Meaning Jack and Joey.
""It's the big wrestling meet after school dad." Joey said.
""I know you told me about it the other day. Don't be worried I'll be there to cheer you on Joey." I said.
""I wish you wouldn't dad. I got the best wrestler in school and at most I'm mediocre. I was lucky to get as far as I did." Joey said.
""Win or loose Joey you know I'm always in your corner." I said.
""Okay dad. I wish I could take him because he's the most arrogant asshole in the school. I think I've told you about him before." Joey said.
""Yes I remember now. Get your books Joey and I'll drop you off at school on the way to the office. I have to be there early for a meeting so lets move it Joey." I said.
I dropped Joey off at his school and watched as he went up the laneway, up the steps and in the front door of the school. I started the engine and headed to the office. It was a long day. Not a bad day, just busy and I was glad to get away to meet Joey at school. I went in the back door of the school that lead directly to the gym. A bunch of boys and men were sitting on the bleachers already. I saw Joey with one of his friends. He looked so much like myself at his age. Same dark brown hair, brown eyes just over six feet tall and well built. I still was well built because I worked out. I saw Patrick the boy Joey had to wrestle. He was as conceited as he looked. He was sitting beside his father saying something. I knew it was his father because the man looked a lot like Patrick same blonde hair, and arrogant manor about themselves. I really wish Joey would take Patrick down a peg or two but I was happy if Joey won or lost he had made it to the championships' of the school. I watched as different boys went up and wrestled. They were all in great shape. I hadn't really thought of men as good looking but when I watched match after match I had to admit they were great looking guys and wouldn't have any problems finding dates. Joey had told me Patrick had his pick of girls and he used them badly. I had seen Patrick's father a few times with a different young woman every time. So it seemed it ran in the family the men using women and girls for their own means of entertainment.
At long last it was Joey and Patrick's turn to wrestle. I saw the coach flip a coin as he had before the other matches. I hoped Joey would win the toss and at least have the advantage of being over Patrick but just my luck Joey lost the toss. I saw Joey on his hands and knees with Patrick over top then in an instant Joey had flipped Patrick over. I applauded along with everyone else in the bleachers. It seemed I wasn't the only one that hoped Joey would win the match. The match went on longer than I expected with Joey tossing Patrick and Patrick tossing Joey. If Patrick won my son would give him a good go for his money.
I almost fell over when suddenly I saw Patrick's hand at the top of Joey's wrestling suit and pulled it down to his butt. However Patrick didn't stop there he pulled the suit down further and before I knew it or anyone else in the bleachers Patrick had pulled the wrestling suit down Joey's muscular leg and off his bare feet and poor Joey was nude except his jock strap. I heard the others in the bleachers gasping. Just when I thought all was lost Joey flipped Patrick over and tugged Patrick's wrestling suit down over his butt, down his legs and around his feet. I was expecting one of the coaches to stop the match but on it went this time Patrick was on top and he was pulling poor Joey's jockstrap off. Now Joey was nude.
I hadn't seen Joey nude since he was a baby. He had a fine body and his cock was rock hard. He had to have at least nine thick inches. I gathered the match would be called but to my surprise Joey flipped Patrick over and pulled his jockstrap off. Patrick's cock was hard as rock and equally as long and thick. Patrick had flipped Joey over his cock was inches from poor Joey's mouth and was saying something. I hated to think what he was telling Joey.
Then Joey flipped Patrick. I was in total shock when I saw Joey aiming his hard dick toward Patrick's ass and then he was in Patrick's ass. With out thinking I yelled. "Screw him son."
My son Joey was really fucking Patrick hard now in front of all the fathers and his fellow students. It was wild. Joey suddenly stopped his cock was deep in Patrick's ass. I believe he was shooting his load in Patrick's up turned ass. Then Joey pulled his cock out of Patrick's ass and went toward the far door that led to the locker room. Patrick lay on the mat I can imagine completely humiliated. I wanted to run in the locker room and congratulate Joey but stayed where I was. Patrick finally crawled to the locker door stood up and went inside. The men and boys were leaving the gym. I got up and went outside. I turned to see Patrick's father running for the outside door. By the time I had gone outside I saw Patrick's dad, George, leap in his BMW start the engine and tear out of the parking lot. I guess he was as humiliated as his son
I watched as George speed down the road. I was hoping Joey would soon be coming out but still no Joey. I looked at my watch. A good half hour had passed since I had come outside. Just then the gym door opened up again. This time Patrick came out. He didn't say anything as he passed me making his way to the sidewalk and then heading down the street by foot.
Still Joey didn't come out. Where the hell was he. It was a good hour after the wrestling match was over.
Finally I got tired of waiting and about to go in the school to get Joey but when I tried the door it was locked. I made my mind up if Joey didn't come out with in the next ten minutes I'd go home without him. Just then the door opened and out came my son.
"What have you been doing?" I asked seeing Joey come out with his head bent toward the ground.
"Didn't you see what I did to Patrick dad." Joey said.
"Yes of coarse. I'm not exactly blind. All the fathers and their sons saw what happened. You taught that big shot Patrick a lesson he'll never forget. Good for you." I said.
"I'm not proud of myself dad. How can you be proud of what I did?" Joey asked.
"We'll talk about it more at home." I said. "Let's go."
Joey followed me to the car and we got in. Neither of us said a word all the way home. At home I went to the kitchen to prepare supper. Joey had gone to his room. "Joey!" I called. "Dinner's ready."
At dinner I decided to skip over what happened that afternoon at the gym. We ate in silence. After dinner Joey helped me clean up and we went to the basement to relax. Finally I had to say something. "Joey what's the matter. You stood up for yourself at long last and you act like you it was you that started this hole thing between you and Patrick. He's an ass hole just like his father. If I had the chance I'd do the same to George as you did to Patrick."
"Dad you don't understand. You just don't understand. How would you feel if you raped someone in front of your entire school." Joey said.
"I'd handle it a lot different than you're acting." I said. "You discuss me Joey. You call yourself my son. I think you just got lucky taking Patrick down in the first place and even I can take you at my age." I said.
"Don't start something you know you would loose dad. Just forget about it dad." Joey said.
"I won't forget about it. In fact lets strip to our boxers and I'll prove I can take you right here in the middle of the reck room." I said. I kept in just as good shape as Joey and knew with all the moves I had learned over the years I wouldn't have any trouble taking Joey down and was doing this to teach him a lesson that he didn't need to act like he'd done something wrong. I figured if I acted as arrogant as Patrick Joey would wrestle with me.
"Okay dad. But I'll take you down." Joey said and began undressing.
I undressed and soon we were both down to our boxers.
"I know I can take you son I'll even let you top me."
I said.
"If you say so dad." Joey said.
I got down on my hands and knees and Joey was over top of me. In seconds I had Joey flat on his back and was about to pin him. I don't know what happened but suddenly Joey jerked his body up and pushed me to one side. He pushed me over and was now laying over top of me. I thought he would just pin me so was prepared to flip him off. How ever he grabbed my legs and pushed them over my head at the same time grabbing the top of my boxers and before I knew what was happening he was pulling then over my butt and up my legs then tossed them on the floor. I couldn't believe I had a boner and was only thinking how could I get a boner wrestling with my own son. I didn't think of anything else for a few seconds and when I shook my head coming back to reality I realized Joey had taken his own boxers off and his own hard cock was aimed at my virgin ass hole. I tried to push him off but that only helped Joey `s cock head to enter my ass. It hurt like crazy. "Stop Joey." I yelled.
"You complained about me not being proud when I fucked Patrick so get ready for a good screw dad." Joey said and I could feel him slam his cock up my ass.
I thought like he had split me in two as his cock went right up my ass. "Son this is enough. Stop I'm your dad." I yelled.
"You asked for this dad." Joey moaned looking directly in my eyes. He was with drawing his cock from my ass and I was hoping it was over but he rammed his cock in my ass again.
I don't know what happened where there had been pain there was pleasure and I pushed my ass up to receive my son's cock. "Fuck me son." I caught myself saying.
"I am dad. Take this cock. Come on you want it don't you." Joey moaned.
"Yes I do." I moaned as Joey continued screwing me harder and harder. I was enjoying my son's domination. I wanted him to screw me harder. "Fuck me hard son."
"I am dad." Joey said ramming me harder and harder. "Oh fuck dad I'm going to shoot my load.
I could feel his cock expand in my ass and knew he was delivering me his hot load. He was pulling out and suddenly the last of his load hit my stomach. "Oh son that felt good."
"Fuck yes." Joey said.
At that moment I knew my relationship with my son and I would never be the same. joejoe_75202@yahoo.com