THE HOOD-10 A Place In The Home
Written by Eugene Marvin (aka) NPhillydogg@aol.com
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WEST PHILLY
40 yr old KaliQ Nelson sat behind his desk at work, staring at the clock on the wall. He hadn't got much work done at all, sitting around waiting for his shift to end. His dick lay rock hard in his pant leg, which he made certain to keep sheathed under the desk. There were several women on the prowl at work, who were already eyeballing him as a potential mate, so showing off his tented manhood would only incite them and make them work that much harder to try to get into his pants.
KaliQ learned a long time ago not to shit where he ate. He tried dating (fucking) women he worked with before, only to have them lose their minds when it was over (wanting to fight, trying to get him fired, spreading false rumors so no one else would fuck him, pretending to be pregnant, etc). No, fucking and work did not mix. However, KaliQ had a new fuck source to work with at home, one he was certain to enjoy.
KaliQ had always heard horror stories of parents finding out that their child were gay, but never thought it would happen to him. When last he lived with Kaleb (his son), he was a NORMAL kid with normal hopes and dreams. KaliQ recalled his son wanting to be a fireman, and cherished the big red fire engine his father bought him for Christmas one year. KaliQ couldn't help but wonder where they went wrong? Surely HE was partially to blame, having moved out on Kaleb and his mother during the developing years. Had Kaleb picked up too much of his mother's `bitch genes' after he moved out? Was there not enough testosterone left behind for him to feed off?
Kaleb started to wonder about his ex-wife's new boyfriend (Julio). He SEEMED like a cool guy, but could HE have somehow helped caused Kaleb's homo-slip?
At 5 o'clock on the nose, KaliQ started to clean up and punch out. He had given his son a ultimatum, offering him the chance to MANUP and become the MAN he was supposed to be by moving out and grabbing life by the balls..., OR stay living with his dad and become his father's BITCH! KaliQ knew no self respecting dude would stick around waiting to be manhandled and misused. He was secretly hoping his son would do the right thing and move out, even if it was just back to his mom's or a friend's house, letting his ole-man know he wasn't willing to be bitch for NO ONE!
Yet there was also this tiny part of him that wished his son would still be there, waiting like a `good bitch' to be plowed. KaliQ;s dick stayed hard all day thinking of the nasty, disgusting, depraved things he would do to his son if he was still there. Any man willing to be another man's BITCH, deserved whatever befell him. There was no honor in being a fuck-toy, no way to say it aloud without sounding like a low-life. No kid wished to be another man's BITCH when he grew up. There were no classes one could take to teach you those skills, you had to be WILLING to learn them, --to perfect them. Even women had more dignity than to be treated like a fuck slave.
KaliQ pulled up in front of his house in West Philly, then adjusted his pant-leg before getting out of his car. A male neighbor stopped him on the street, making small talk as KaliQ tried to hurry inside. They spoke for 5 minutes or so, until KaliQ lied and told the man he had to take a wicked piss. The married man looked down at KaliQ's crotch bulge, then said: "so I see...! Go on, man..., don't let ME hold you up...!"
KaliQ bee-lined it up his front steps, whipping out his keys before stepping into the house.
"Hi Dad...!" said 18 yr old Kaleb, kneeling on the floor, naked...
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Q
19 yr old Quest Winfield tried going on with life as usual (attending school, hanging with friends, playing video games, etc), and not dwelling on the fact that his unofficial boyfriend seemed to have dumped him after his uncle's murder.
Q tried being understanding, giving Tae his space to grieve, --but when he noticed Tae didn't go to Korea with the rest of the family to bury his uncle, he didn't understand WHY he didn't reach out to him? They were supposed to be buls! They were supposed to be tighter than that!
Q busied himself by burying his nose in his school work. Tae hadn't even been going to class like he was supposed to, having took a leave of absence in support of his family. No one knew of the relationship between Q & Tae, except maybe Q's grandmother. Q was surprised to discover his granny (whom he'd been trying to keep his secret double sex life hid from) already knew about him and Tae, as she said: having been the one to wash her grandson's underwear!
Q was embarrassed that his granny (of ALL people) recognized the cum stains in the back of his draws after Tae fucked him. She was a feisty one if there ever was one.
Hanging out with friends seemed about the best thing to keep Q's mind off Tae. It usually worked until late at night while Q was in bed, when his dick would rise hard and he'd fantasize about the last time Tae sucked him, or the last time Tae fucked him, or the last time he sucked Tae's dick. Thinking about Tae fucking or sucking him always got Q off, making him shoot a huge wad across his bare chest and stomach. But now fearing his grandma's snooping, Q knew better than to simply wipe the cum off his chest with a rag (which he normally kept stored beside the bed for just such occasions), now that he knew his granny was checking his clothing (snooping for stuff), leaving a rag full of unused semen was just too embarrassing for him to handle, so he simply scooped the cum up off his own torso and ate it, --licking his fingers clean before falling off to sleep.
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KaliQ was angry that his son was still home, wishing he would have had the BALLS to stand on his own two feet and support himself like a man! No one wanted to have a FAG for a son (a dick sucking pussy-boy who spent his days on his knees in from of men). It turned KaliQ's stomach every time he thought of his son slobbering on another man's penis, or bending over at the waist to get pronged bareback up the ass like a bitch in doggy position.
The anger and frustration swelled inside him as he slammed and locked the front door behind him, then walked over and stood directly in front of his son.
Kaleb waited on pins and needles all day, anticipating the moment when his father came home and treated him like the bitch he was. Kaleb had been worried about how his dad would perceive him if he ever discovered he was gay? Kaleb worried that his father would disown him, or beat him within an inch of his life, THEN disown him. He remembered that his father was very stern with him as a kid, with little time to spend on helping with homework or anything else fathers were supposed to do with their sons. He was shocked to see his dad's dick bulge extending down his pant-leg after he caught him watching gay porn on his laptop. Kaleb knew he was playing with fire when he reached out and felt his daddy's bulge. It certainly could have gone either way. Kaleb fully expected his father to knock him unconscious, but was more than pleasantly surprised when he allowed him to suck his dick, tasting the penis that created him.
Kaleb rushed through the house, doing his chores all afternoon (washing clothes, cleaning the bathroom, kitchen, living room and dining room), hoping his father would notice his efforts and realize how much he really wanted to be there. How much he wanted to please and serve him. To make him happy.
He counted the time down to the wire, jumping into the shower to freshen up, then falling to his knees just as his dad was putting the key in the door. His heart pounding a 1000 beats a minute, hoping his dad would appreciate all his hard work.
The first thing KaliQ noticed when he opened the door was his naked son sitting submissively on his knees, his 7" dick standing at complete attention, killing ANY hope KaliQ may have harbored of getting grandchildren.
Standing in front of his son, he could see Kaleb staring at his crotch, his hungry eyes sending x-rays of his dick imprint straight to his brain. Just seeing the faggotness oozing from his son's pores made him want to HIT him. And before KaliQ realized it, he did.
Kaleb saw his father enter the house, then immediately noticed the big bulge in his pants (just seeing his father's huge erection made his own dick brick instantly). Naked, he was unable to hide his excitement when his father walked over. He couldn't take his eyes off the huge bulge tenting across his thigh. When he stood in front of him, it was as if his father was taunting him with his hidden dick. It was so close that Kaleb could practically FEEL it in his throat. He could almost SEE it pulsing under the fabric, TASTE the sweet sweat glistening along the ample shaft when he suddenly felt his father's hand slap across his face.
"URHHG...!!" yelled Kaleb (caught off guard), falling to the floor like a senior citizen without his cane.
"Get up!" yelled KaliQ, hating that his son was so weak.
Kaleb held the side of his stinging face as he climbed back up on his knees, fighting back tears swelling in his eyes. "Stop crying like a lil' sissy!" ordered his father, fighting the urge to beat the bitch out of him. "Whose BITCH are you...?!" he suddenly asked, as if yelling at a small dog.
"yours..." said Kaleb timidly, feeling ashamed.
"WHOSE...?" asked KaliQ, demanding respect from his son. "Speak up! I can't hear you!"
"YOURS...!" repeated Kaleb defiantly, staring back up in his daddy's eyes. "I'm YOUR bitch!"
"That's right..." said KaliQ, standing upright with his hands on his hips. "...now what are bitches good for...?" he asked, pushing his crotch forward.
Kaleb looked down from his father's eyes, to his groin. The bulge was still there, causing Kaleb's deflated dick to stir. But the boy was afraid to reach out, fearing another vicious attack.
KaliQ got angry, grabbing his son's jaw, causing his full lips to poke out like a fish. "I asked you a question, boy!" he said, not realizing his own strength as he inadvertently squeezed his son's jaw. "What are bitches good for...?!"
"Sucking dick...?" asked Kaleb, unsure what he father wanted to hear?
"Then get to WORK then!" ordered KaliQ, releasing his son's face.
Kaleb reached up and began undoing his father's pants. KaliQ closed his eyes, not wanting to see his own flesh and blood doing something as unmanly as sucking dick. Kaleb unzipped his father's pants, revealing the hard flesh underneath. It was totally exciting, like unwrapping a present on Christmas. The fat long prick spilled out into the open like black flag pole, bouncing up and down like a diving board. Kaleb marveled at the sight as he leaned forward and licked the tip, staring up into his father's face to see his reaction. KaliQ continued to stand with his eyes shut. Sensing no recoil, Kaleb took his dad's dick into his mouth, sucking gently on the head. KaliQ shuttered warmly as the hot mouth wrapped around his dickhead. Suddenly he felt all of his anger melting away, breathing life into the belief that everything seemed better with a good blow job.
Kaleb never felt more alive than when he had his father's dick between his lips (the most important dick in his life). But sucking his father after receiving such a slap across the face took some doing, as Kaleb keep looking up to make sure his father was enjoying himself and not plotting another surprise backhand.
He bobbed his head back and forth in his father's crotch, slowly sucking and swallowing more shaft. He wanted to make his dad feel good, but was acutely aware of the danger that might ensue. Kaleb understood what torment it must be for a guy like his father to have to admit he had a fag for a son. Kaleb still struggled with it himself. It wasn't that he FELT gay in particular, in fact, Kaleb wasn't sure about how he felt about it at all. He didn't desire to be a girl, or to wear girl's clothing, or even to marry another dude. All Kaleb was, was infatuated with dick. It all started with his former drug boss Kane, who fucked Kaleb against his will one day when he accused him of being short money. Kaleb fought from being turned into a girl (a substitute pussy), but it was hard to keep his manhood about him after being broken in by such a masculine guy. Kane wasn't the kind of dude to fuck you once and leave you alone, he kept Kaleb on a string, vowing to fuck him when and wherever he wanted until his debt was paid with interest! Kaleb went to friends in the gang to help further his anal education, hoping to make his next experience with Kane less painful, and unwittingly set himself up to becoming the neighborhood's newest DL undercover fag (events which took place in Roswell Heights).
He bobbed his head in his father's crotch, successfully taking over half of his dad's big thick black dick into his overstuffed mouth, sealing his spit wet lips about the column as he used his slithering tongue to slurp along the underside.
Like most men, KaliQ Nelson LOVED head. He kept his eyes shut tight as the mouth below worked along his shaft, gently/hungrily caressing the long fat slick pole until it was glistening wetly with a heavy coating of spit. Kaleb then pulled his mouth off his dad's hardon, then quickly licked his way up and down the sides and bottom until he came upon the heavy ball sac. KaliQ wasn't even expecting to have his nuts serviced, until he felt his son's tongue licking over the hairy sac. Pushing the thick dick up out of the way with his stroking hand, Kaleb lavished his dad's hairy hangers, washing them over thoroughly before taking them one by one into his mouth. Staring up his father's face (to keep certain he was enjoying his BJ), Kaleb pulled all the stops and took both of his daddy's balls into his mouth, sucking them carefully as he put them both on spin-cycle.
KaliQ groaned involuntarily as his nuts felt as if they had been put in a small washing machine. He could feel his son's wet mouth and tongue swirling about his sac, his full lips pulling firmly at the root of his balls as if trying to swallow the whole sac. Kaleb pulled the waistband of his father's pants and underwear down further about his thighs to get better access to the balls, completely consuming them like pastry puffs. KaliQ bent slightly as the knee, giving his son better access to the family jewels.
After a few minutes of spit washing his father's testicles, Kaleb spit the hairy orbs from his mouth and slowly licked his way back up the underside, tickling along the cum-tube (urethra) until he came to the head. By now KaliQ's dickhead was beginning to sprout pre-cum, which Kaleb happily licked away. The pearly drops of his dad's dick juice only fueled Kaleb's desire for more. He took his dad's dick into his mouth, then quickly took as much of the shaft as he could. The dickhead crammed into the start of his closed throat, as his lips sealed midway down the hard shaft. Kaleb suctioned his mouth around the hard tube, then (using the flat of his tongue as a slide) bobbed his head back and forth, creating a wet tunnel for his father to fuck.
40 yr old KaliQ had had his dick sucked by a myriad of single girls and grown women in his lifetime. He'd had girls who acted like they never sucked dick before, or like they didn't like doing it at all. He'd had girls refuse to let him cum in their mouths, or let him fuck their faces, calling it `disrespectful' (like his ex-wife Latrina). And he's had women who sucked his dick like whores, swallowing his prick whole and sucking the cum from his balls as if they were vampire vixens. But NEVER had he had his dick sucked with more enthusiasm as his son was currently doing for him now. KaliQ couldn't help opening his eyes and looking down at his son's overstuffed face, his big dark dick hanging halfway out of the wet sucking lips.
KaliQ reached down and grabbed the sides of his son's head. Kaleb stared up into his daddy's eyes as KaliQ started to thrust in and out of his mouth, fucking his face. Kaleb's hands (which had been caressing his father's balls and holding onto his thighs for support) rushed to his own dick, jacking himself off as his father fucked his face.
KaliQ Nelson wasn't staring into the face of his son. As the lust grew inside him, he saw less and less of the boy he raised, and thought of him as simply nothing more than a hot mouth and piece of ass to fuck. He stared down at his dick disappearing between the hot lips as Kaleb's sucked and munched along the thrusting shaft. Occasionally he'd pull his dick completely from the wild wet orifice, then jack his own spit wet shaft while aiming his dickhead down at the hungry mouth, his attention focused solely on the fat lips and drooling tongue before ramming his dick back inside and taking control of the bobbing head.
Kaleb felt his dad's aggression getting stronger as he fucked his face with long deep strokes, trying to work the shaft down into his throat. KaliQ knew the boy could deep throat, no way could a mouth so hungry for dick NOT be able to throat like a sonovabitch!
He held onto his boy's head as he continued to fuck, working his hips back and forth and driving his dick in and out of his mouth until he felt the dickhead fucking into the throat opening. KaliQ knew he hit pay dirt when his dickhead started beating into Kaleb's gullet, the warm wet soft fleshy part in the back of the mouth that starts the journey into the throat. He could see the lips inching further down his shaft as his dickhead fucked deeper into the gullet, passing into the warm esophagus.
"Oh yeeeeaaahhhh..." moaned the father, pulling Kaleb's face into his groin.
Kaleb's dick bricked hard in his stroking hand as his dad's big dick slowly slid down his throat. He could feel the fat mast sinking into his esophagus, fitting down into his neck as if it were tailor made. He felt his father's large hands tighten on his scalp before grinding his face and nose into his pubic bush.
Kaleb breathed in just as his nose buried in his dad's pubic hair, smelling the deliciously masculine scent of his crotch and balls. The intoxication of his father's musk filled his nostrils with the aroma of man, causing Kaleb's brain to swirl lightheaded with an over abundance of lust.
KaliQ groaned aloud when he buried his dick balls deep in his son's hot heated mouth and throat, the warm wet fleshy sensation attacking his dick like good luck. He could actually feel his son's face grinding in his pubes as his dick rested in his throat like a banana sheathed in its own peel. Slowly did he pull back, withdrawing his dick from the depths of his son's throat as his dick suddenly emerged like a python springing from a cave. Kaleb sucked down some much needed air as his breathing passages became unblocked, his hot mouth slurping along the shaft as his tongue licked and lavished the underbelly.
KaliQ pulled back until only the head remained inside, then quickly changed directions and shoved back inside, sliding his dick back down into the wonderful warm confines of his son's welcoming throat.
Kaleb felt his dad beginning to throat fuck his face. He slurped and sucked along the long thrusting shaft, then sucked feverishly about the fat juicy head. He let his father take complete control as he held him by the head and fucked, driving his dick in and out of his deep throat as if fucking pussy.
Kaleb loved how his father took charge. He could feel his hands tightening on his head while he fucked. He could feel his thrusts coming faster, more urgent as his dick throbbing and pulsed in his throat. Occasionally (obviously to keep from coming too soon) KaliQ would withdraw from Kaleb's mouth completely, giving his big pulsing dick time to calm down before grabbing his son's head and resuming where they left off. Kaleb loved getting throat fucked, giving into another man's desires as he surrendered his mouth and throat for their pleasure. He could feel his father beginning to pound into his esophagus like a madman, stepping in closer as he titled his son's head back and fucked his face with maddening strokes. Excess spit drooled down Kaleb's chin (in rivers) as his father face fucked him. He jacked his own dick until cum spurt up from the flaring head prematurely, shooting out across the floor and landing on the closed down behind them. KaliQ was unaware that his son had just climaxed, as he was solely focused on his OWN pleasures. He pounded Kaleb's open mouth and throat with nonstop thrusts, holding his head like a basketball as he rammed his throat with repeated depth. All too soon he felt his dick suddenly swell, then start spitting cum directly down his son's throat.
"ARRRHHHH...!!" he yelled as the first wad sprung from his contracting balls.
Kaleb felt the first nut shoot directly down his throat, leaving him unable to taste it. Then KaliQ yanked his spurting dick from the warm depths, and jacked the rest of his load all over his son's face. Kaleb felt the dick rip from his mouth, then felt the second wad burst onto his tongue. His dad grabbed his big dick and started jacking as the third and forth wads splat across his face. Kaleb swallowed the wad on his tongue, then opened his mouth wide to capture the rest. KaliQ saw the hungry mouth begging for more, and aimed his dick at the drooling lips, shooting his fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth loads directly against his lips and tongue.
Kaleb felt the warm cum coating his mouth, and suckled and swallowed as much as he could without missing a drop. The cum was warm and salty against his taste-buds, satisfying his craving as if having ate a four course meal. When his father finally removed his stroking hand, Kaleb took his dickhead back into his mouth and sucked the remaining sperm from his balls, savoring it on his pallet.
KaliQ stood over his son with his eyes closed, feeling his suctioning mouth drain the creamy liquid from his urethra. He waited with his hands on his hips until his heartbeat and breathing regulated, then slowly reached down and pulled his pants and underwear up, pulling his dickhead from his son's sucking mouth...
"From now on..." he said coldly, totally drained and exhausted after the first orgasm. "...THAT'S how you greet me at the door, naked and on your knees!" he concluded, before walking away.
Kaleb remained on his knees for a few minutes more, taking in his new role as BITCH for his father. His own dick remained rock hard (even after coming), his balls taut tight against the base. He saw the cum streaks on the carpet and door, and made a mental note to clean it up before his father noticed it. Meanwhile he still had work to do, as his father's bath water still needed running, and his (TV) dinner needed to be set on the table. Being his father's fulltime bitch was definitely something he could strive for, it was certainly more fulfilling than playing video games...
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