Turning A Dad: Part 4 By Damien James Send Emails or Questions to Hitln16@aim.com
I took my finger away from his dad's juicy cum filled cunt, and slowly shoved my two fingers into Jack's mouth. He wasn't expecting it, and tried to pull back, but I just forced my hand back further. He then started sucking my fingers, as I pushed in a third, completely filling his little perfect pussy mouth. He ate his dad's cunt juice, giving me more of his spit. Before he could get into it, I pulled his head down so that he bent over, and I could pull his pants down over his fat ass, and get my first look at the ass uncovered.
His body was pressed hard against the console, his elbows bent, as I searched for the cunt. I wasn't able to see in the dark, but my fingers were dripping wet from my cum, his dads cunt juices, and his own mouth. Jack panted loudly, as I entered in the tip of my finger.
"Oh my god, your finger is so big," he grunted, his head turned toward his father, who was rubbing along the ring of his pussy, probably wanting my cock in him so bad. But like a good bitch, he knew only I could enter his cunt. Mark rubbed the side of Jack's head and whispered, "Its ok. Just take it."I finger fucked him as hard as I could, but I didn't want to open him up more than I had too. His pussy was too nice to be opened up for the first time with my finger. I enjoyed the perfect feel of his warm hole along my finger sucking it up completely. I took my finger back, and told him to sit back in his seat. I sniffed in his hole from my fingers; it smelled like perfect sweet cunt. We got back to the house, and Jack looked like he was going to go to his room. "You're sleeping in our room," I yelled to him. "Ok," he responded, his big ass shaking as he walked. I knew I was going to love fucking that ass, but it would have to wait. I told him to keep his clothes on, because I knew I couldn't wait if I actually saw his hole. "You're not going to fuck me?" he asked surprised. "No, not tonight," I said. We got into bed, Mark undressing quickly. He wrapped his leg around me, so his cunt was touching my thigh. On my other side, Jack tried touching my waist, unsure of what to do. I pushed his hand away, he would just be watching tonight. Then he sat at the end of the bed, and I could see through the corner of my eyes that he was undoing his pants, as I slid my big long dick inside his dad. He tensed up, as I eyed him coldly. I pulled out mid-fuck and walked so that I towered my big manly figure above him, my fat man cock completely hard in his face. "You don't have a dick anymore," I told him. He looked at me confused. "You're only allowed to fuck me, and to me your dick doesn't exist. From now on you're only my pussy, you got that," I continued. He nodded and let go of his pants, his boy cock probably hurting as he watched a real man fucking a willing cunt. That night I fucked Mark three times, in every position imaginable. He didn't like having his son watch him, probably because he was such a cock whore, but there was no way for him to get around it because of his letting Jack fuck him. But I made sure that Jack saw he had nothing on me, even though I knew once I got my cock inside him, he would be my total bitch as well. The next day I had to work late. Throughout the day, about three guys tried to get my seed inside them but I didn't let them. I wanted to fill Mark with everything, so he would know what he was really missing if I didn't fuck him again. When I got home, Mark was lying on the bed like usual with his cunt waiting for me. "The kids are asleep," he told me, thinking this somehow made me want him more. It didn't. "Where's Jack?" I asked seriously. "He's in his room, he has school tomorrow," he said, watching as I turned to find Jack. He followed me from the room. "Come on," he said trying to take hold of my hand, which I shook off violently. When I got to his bedroom that he shared with Kyle, I threw the door open. The light fell into the pitch-black room. I couldn't mistake that fat ass, on the bed to my right. The door was open a crack, and I could tell Mark was there watching me. Jack woke silently, as I ripped his shorts down off his ankles. Through the small opening of the door, I could make out enough of what I wanted to see. "What are you doing," he asked, his hand on my head, as I lowered it between his legs. I stretched his legs back to reveal his perfect pink cunt hole, wet and winking at me. I lowered my mouth, and consumed his hole completely, as he buckled loudly, pressing my mouth into him harder. I never ate cunt before in my entire life, but his hole was perfect. I tried to force my tongue inside, but it was too tight, I could hardly even feel his hole. I guess his father and Kyle watched as I undressed and lifted Jack up around my waist. I was still on my knees, and spread my legs further so that he would open up wide for me. I took it slow for the first time. It wasn't because I cared if it hurt him, but because I wanted to enjoy how tight his perfect cunt would tighten around my fat cock. I slowly entered, his cunt trying not to let me. He screamed loudly, gripping my shoulders tightly as I forced my dick head inside. His cunt was perfect and smooth. It was like his dad's virgin cunt, only better. For about twenty minutes, I took it slow. I wasn't even halfway inside my virgin's cunt. We were both sweating, my burning body pressed hard against his, forcing him to allow me in. I finally came, shooting a thick juicy load inside his virgin cunt. My cock still hadn't gone all the way in, but with my cum already filling him from last night, I tried to take it in further. After I came, I sat there on his bed; his legs wrapped around me, his perfect wet cunt within view. His dad was gone by now, but could probably still hear our loud fucking. "I'm sorry I couldn't take more, Dad," Jack said feeling my chest and shoulders in his hand, while his fat ass cheeks were spread across my lap. I thought it was odd that he was calling me dad, but I liked it, especially because his real father was my total bitch. "I'll open it up completely tomorrow morning," I said. "But I have school," Jack said, still panting breathlessly. "Your new dad wouldn't let you miss school, you'll just have to hold my seed inside you during your classes," I said, feeling up his smooth sweat covered bitch body. "Now go to sleep," I said getting up from the bed, and leaving the room. I looked back, and saw his cunt starring at me, almost purposefully. I wanted to stay in the room so bad, but knew I couldn't, but I would make up for it in the morning. Mark was lying in the bed waiting for me. He seemed bitter about having to hear my cock go to his son. I didn't care though, and he loosened up when I didn't push him off the bed, while I slept. He woke me up early as I had instructed him. My cock was completely hard, pulsing tightly, and dripping a large drop of cum. "Are you going to fuck me," he asked, wishing I would say yes, even though he knew the answer. The sun was only partially out, and when I opened Jack's bedroom door, I could see the color of his tan skin and perfect cunt still wet from our fuck. I spread his legs, and just looked at his pussy for a few seconds, watching it twitch and shake under my hard and firm grasp. His ass cheeks were brilliantly hard in my fists. I didn't wait for him to wake up, but instead started shoving my way in. He woke with a loud gasp, as I fucked inside him harder. His cunt was lubed with my cum, so it was probably easier for him. Soon though, it would have the hot thick load it deserved, and stuffed all the way inside. He panted loudly, and lifted his legs to reach under himself. I didn't know what he was doing, but let him out of curiosity. He placed his hand around my large hairy balls and started feeling them. It felt good to have my balls rested in his fleshy hand. I started fucking him harder and deeper, meanwhile all the time he panted. As I worked my way in, he seemed to come up with an idea of his own. He placed his boy hand under my man balls, and began to rub my taint. It felt good, so I let him continue. However, then I felt his hand moving lower, as he tried to open up my man ass with his finger. I laughed loudly in his face, as I pulled his arms up above his head. "You think you want a real man's ass," I whispered cruelly into his ear. "I'm sorry, I thought you might want it," Jack said. I laughed again in his face. This boy had fuckin balls. I pulled out of his cunt and stood over his body. I turned, as he sat shocked with my ass clearly visible to him. Then I made sure I had his arms in my grasp, as I sat my hairy man ass onto Jacks face. He didn't mind, and just opened his mouth, revealing his boy tongue. I rode my entire asshole across his mouth, nose, and forehead. He sniffed in the hairy ass sweat of a real man, as I pulled his legs up to get a better looked at his wet pussy. His saliva started dripping sloppily over my asshole. He couldn't push his tongue in that well, so I started sitting on his nose, the tip entering my hole. Then I thought twice about it. "That's enough," I said, turning around and staring at his bitch face. I got up, and turned his body so his pussy faced me. I entered him again craving the feeling of his smooth cunt around me. He was on his back where he belonged, as my legs helped me plunge in deeper. "It's so big," he yelled. "You better fuckin take that fat cock," I yelled, as he nodded in agreement. We went on panting, as the sun came out further. Mark came to the door, and looked in on us. "Jack's got to be in school," Mark said quietly watching his son get fucked by a real piece of man meat. I never rushed myself, but it didn't matter because my bitch deserved the load he was about to receive in his perfect tight hole. My cock jammed all the way into his stomach, as he took the thrust with a loud breath, yelling as I pounded his sweet, little, and wet cunt. Then load after load of freshly made cum shoot deep inside of him, filling him completely. His mouth open wide, and his head fell back, as his body struggled to contain the invasion of so much cum. I fell back to the bed, my tensing cum shots ended. I gripped his sweaty head and pressed it into my chest, as I felt his cunt from behind him, completely filled and gushing onto the sheets. He looked up at me in amazement and said, "I get it now". He continued, "I know why you're a real man, I can't imagine living without you filling me up now". I laughed in his face, and shoved my fingers into his mouth, and finger fucked him, as Mark watched us worried. "Go to school," I said to him, slapping his fat ass hard, as he got out of bed. I loved watching my bitch walk knocked up with my seed inside his fat ass. I lay there in his bed, and Mark came in next to me and asked me if I would ever fuck him again. I told him to shut the fuck up, and that I would. With that he asked if he could touch my cock, and with permission took an already cunt tainted drop of warm cum and placed it on his cunt. I yelled for him to get the fuck in the kitchen to make me food.
(Preview to Chapter 5)
I was surprised to find out that Jack played football. Not because he couldn't with his strong muscular legs and shoulders, but because he never told me. Mark wanted to go watch him, but I told him to take his whore ass to the bedroom and wait for my cock like a good whore. I knew Jack wouldn't want a bitch dad at his games. Jack didn't even call him dad anymore, I was his father now.
It was neat watching him play, knowing once I got him home I'd have that big ass in my hands twitching at my hard touch. I could tell the coach was watching me, when Jack came up to talk to me after the game. He stared me down intently, as if he knew something. I stared back at the big fuck, letting him know what a man I was. I knew one of the players, the quarterback, was his son. Jack told me he kept asking why his father never showed up, and that he seemed strange about it.
"Well keep your whore mouth shut," I said mushing his face under my hard hand.
"I know Dad. I swear I didn't say anything?" he said panting in desperation.
"Just shut the fuck up, and go get your shit. I don't want you taking a shower either, just get your shit and leave or I'll go fuck your dad". He looked at me obviously upset.
"He's not my dad," Jack said. "You're going to fuck me tonight, right?"
"If you hurry the fuck up," I said. At that point, he hurried his muscular football uniformed body across the field to the school. I noticed the coach waiting and eyeing me, but decided to go to my car to wait for Jack.
After about 5 minutes, I looked up to the sound of a knock on my car window, and there was the big manly coach staring back at me his nostrils flared.
"Where's Mark?" he asked. "I'm Coach Keller," he said placing his hand out to shake. I took firm grasp of his hand, and looked directly in his eyes.
"He's busy," I said, leaving it at that.
"Well, who are you?" he asked.
"I'm his brother, Jack's uncle," I retorted.
"Hmm, Mark's brother huh," he said grinning devilishly, "I saw you dropping Jack off to school the other day. You know I like to keep an eye on my boys. And I noticed you doing something to him with your hand, and then him pulling his pants up when he got out of the car," he smiled down at me.
"I don't know what the fuck your saying," I growled at him.
"I'm not trying to catch you at something. We're both men, can't we have a conversation about your nephew," the Coach asked. As his wedding ringed finger wandered across the hood of my car, I realized that he wanted something.