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 This is part six of an original story written by Dirk Carlor, a very horny
young adult.  It is fiction.  If you like this story and would like to chat
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   Get those dicks hard and wet, but don't cum till the end.

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   The game went into extra innings.  My three Gods sat on the couch, buck
naked except for Coach's sneakers, chugging beers and jeering at the
television.I was intently focused on their three cocks that hung limply
between their hairy thighs.  Dad sat in the middle, with the coach on his
left and Mr.  Davis on his right.They all sat with their knees wide apart,
so that their three heavy sets of nuts and slowly stiffening daddy dicks
were hanging like pieces of artwork in front of me.

   I sucked dick for 14 innings.  My jaw felt like it was ready to unhinge,
and by the seventh inning stretch I was so good at deep throating that I
could swallow even my own father to the hilt without gagging at all.  The
first few innings, however, were tortuous.

   During the game the men acted as if I wasn't even there, for the most
part.  I got the feeling that my mouth was just like the beer and the nacho
chips and the big screen TV to them; nothing more than a way to enhance
their enjoyment of a good ball game.As I said, I was mostly focused on my
own ball game, so I only remember a few incidences where they spoke
directly to me or about me.

   The first came when I was slobbering on my father's testicles during the
top of the third inning.  I had them both in my stretched mouth, and I was
bouncing them alternately up and down on my tongue.  Dad was loving it, but
when the game went to commercial he roughly pulled me out from under his
bull balls, pinching my cheeks and making me look him in the eye.

   "Listen faggot," he barked, cupping his glistening nuts in his other
hand and shaking them.  "I know you love these because they are your life
source, but we have guests.  You have to pay just as much attention to
their nuts and cocks as you pay to mine!Do you understand?"

   "Yes sir!" I responded, blushing and trying to hide my eyes.

   "Good.From now on you alternate each half inning.  When you hear the
players switching up, you switch up your fuckstick.And don't you dare let
me catch you trying to look at the game.  The only thing you should be
focusing on is us!Now finish up your ball washing before the end of the
commercial break!"

   Dad shoved me back into his nuts, and I started licking hungrily
again.Dad sure knew that the best way to get me to listen was to humiliate
me, and boy was he good at it!From that little lecture on I carefully kept
an ear out for the sound of the players switching sides of the field, and
obediently moved to the next cock in line.

   Coach, of course, was the one most excited about the game.I always loved
that about coach, how loud and argumentative he was when we were out on the
mats.He was always controversial, very aggressive.I saw him scare a referee
out of a bad call more than once.  I was now finding out that coach was
brutal while watching sports on TV too.He was rooting adamantly for the Red
Sox, and if there was a single slip up coach figured that the best outlet
for his anger was to punish my throat and mouth.

   During the 8th inning the Red Sox centerfielder dropped the ball that
would have given the Red Sox the edge.  I was working on coach's long meat
while it happened, and to my surprise coach lifted his hips hard and
grabbed the back of my face."OH COME ON!" he screamed as he jack-hammered
into my face with anger."YOU SHOULDA CAUGHT THAT!" he roared.He paid no
attention as I gagged and spit, and once he sat back down, he still face
fucked me harder than he had been before the bad play.

   Out of the three, Mr.  Davis paid the most attention to me.He had a huge
grin on his face every time I found my way between his hairy thighs.His fat
dick got hard the fastest, and he loved to have me work sucked on them,
like "That's where your girlfriend came from boy.And now you're worshipping
them."He forced me to look him in the eye, and I could tell he really got
off on how much my lips had to stretch to accommodate his girth.

   My lips were stretched so much I could feel them burning, like they were
going to rip if he grew even a millimeter harder.When his cock head hit the
back of my throat it was so fat it choked me, blocking all of the air
holes. I started tearing up and sputtering, and he released his grip on my
head to let me off.  I coughed and spit for a while, but the men only
turned up the TV to hear it over my noise.

   "I know what the problem is boy," Jenny's dad said, lifting my chin up
with his finger to meet his gaze.  "You're probably thirsty after slobering
so much on these dicks.  Hey, do you mind if I feed your boy some beer?"

   "Nah, go ahead," my dad grumbled, nonchalantly giving his beautiful dick
a stroke.

   Now that he mentioned it, I was pretty thirsty, and anxious to have a
taste in my mouth that didn't originate with an older man's cock.I reached
for a beer but he slapped my hand away." I'll give it to you boy.Wouldn't
want you getting drunk, would we?" He laughed, then pushed my head back and
pulled my jaw open.I shut my eyes and expected to taste the beer pouring
down my throat, when suddenly I felt and heard the slap of his heavy dick
on my tongue.My lips instinctively closed around it and started to suck
(yes, I was a hopeless cocksucker), but he wagged his finger at me and told
me to keep my mouth wide open.All three men's eyes were on us as we waited
expectantly for what Mr.  Davis had in mind.  Then Mr.  Davis opened a beer
and started to pour it down his dick.

   My girlfriend's father was giving me my first taste of beer after giving
me one of my first tastes of cock.  The men were all laughing as I hungrily
slurped at the beer cascading down his shaft, swirling around the head and
going down my throat.When the beer was empty he shook his dick into my
mouth like he was shaking droplets of piss from his dick into a urinal.My
dad patted him on the back, congratulating him on his creativity.

   Coach stood up suddenly, and gave his swinging nuts a scratch as he
said, "Watching that made me have to piss.  I'll be right back
gentlemanÉ.and bitch."

   My dad grabbed coach's thick arm.  "No need to go anywhere.  We've got
our urinal right here." Dad's eyes looked down at my still cum coated
face.I gave him a worried, pleading look.I still didn't want to drink the
piss of strangers, even though I was used to the idea of drinking dad's.He
just shook his head, and I knew there was no point in protesting.

   Agreeing that they all had to piss after all the beer they had finished
the three men stood.  Gazing from cock to cock in front of me, I was proud
to see that I had accomplished the task I set out to complete.  All three
dicks were harder then ever, and each were shiny and dripping with a
combination of my spit and their precum.I was swelling with pride at having
sucked three old men's dicks to hardness.  Who had I become?

   Dad leaned me back on my hands, so that I was able to get my head
completely horizontal.  I opened my mouth wide, trying not to cry.  I
remember the taste of dad's piss, and I think it had only tasted good to me
after a while because it was my father's piss.  But I was about to drink
the waste of two men I wasn't related toÉall because the man who owned the
cock that made me wanted it.

   "Stick out your tongue," dad barked.  I had been hiding it in the back
of my throat, but now I let it out.He really wanted me to taste it.

   The three men stood around me like they had before when the shot their
loads at me.  They held their dicks in their fists, I could just imagine
them standing at three separate urinals in a bathroom like that.  But
instead those cock heads, with bladders filled to the brim, were pointing
right at my gaping mouth.

   The three streams started almost simultaneously.Of course their aim
wasn't perfect, so I felt the hot streams splashing on my face.  I even got
some in my eyes, which burned but went away quickly.Soon enough they found
my mouth, and all three of their golden streams went cascading down my
throat.It had been hard to swallow all of Dad's piss, but this was
downright impossible!

   Gulp after Gulp--it didn't matter.I couldn't get it all.  Soon my mouth
was full and I could feel the piss running down my body, coating my chest
and abs, covering my hardening cock.The smell and taste was
overwhelming.The manliness of their three streams mingling in my mouth was
making me weak, but also making me want to swallow as much as I could.

   The three of them stared down at me, all proud to see how much piss I
was taking.  They had one hand on their dicks, and their other hands and
arms were draped around each other.  I could see the three men were
bonding, and I had a feeling that I'd be seeing this scene many times in
the future.

   Finally they finished their pissing, and shook the last droplets from
their cock heads into my mouth.  I closed my mouth, savoring the taste of
their piss as well as some of the cum that had been washed from my face and
into my mouth.I was about to stand when dad said, "Wait a minute son, I got
a little more."I opened my mouth again quickly.This is something I remember
from watching my dad piss so many years agoÉhe had a few more squirts after
the main stream.This time dad let me grasp is cock and point it at my
mouth. I watched his furry stomach push out as he let out the last few
squirts, that were moving at a mile a minute it seemed, right into my
mouth.

   While all of this had happened the game had finally ended, and I thought
that my night would be over.  The men all seemed dazed, having had their
cocks sucked and asses eaten all afternoon and evening.They were just
chatting idly while I still sat squatting between them all.  I was
exhausted, and felt like if I closed my eyes I was going to pass out.I
could barely feel my jaw and my poor little hole was still burning some
from the fingering I had earlier.After a few minutes of just sitting there
with three hard cocks bobbing above me I had the courage to speak up.

   "D-D-Dad?Can I go to bed now?"

   The three men looked at each other for a moment, and then I watched the
great hairy bellies heave as they laughed hard for a good minute.

   "D-D-D-Daddy pweeease?" Mr.  Davis mocked me.

   "Of course not, son!  Aw, you think you're done?  Poor baby.  That was
just an intermission.  We wanted to watch the game!  You're just getting
started!"

   "Yeah dirk, why do you think we're asked you to get this fat cocks hard
again?Cause we wanted to go to bed with blue balls?" Coach growled at me.

   "No son, now's the time we've all been waiting for.Now you're gonna
learn to take these dicks hard, rough and loooooooongÉup your ass."Suddenly
all three of the men seized me.Coach and Jenny's dad took my arms, and dad
swooped around to grab and control my already kicking legs.I was screaming
in protest as they dragged me towards the stairs.

   "NO!NO!ANYTHING BUT THAT!I'LL SUCK YOU ALL NIGHT!I'LL EAT ASS FOR DAYS!
PLEASE WHATEVER YOU WANT JUST DON'T FUCK ME!" I may as well have been
screaming at the wall.  My tormenters just laughed and discussed where to
take me squirming body.I watched my own dick, growing soft with fear,
flopping on my abs as they contracted.I knew dad was purposefully holding
my legs apart as he carried me.  I was screwed and about to be screwed.

   I was struggling harder than I had all day, even back when I was tied to
a chair and force-fed my father's cum.Back then I had though I was
straight.Now I knew I was a cocksucker, and that I loved my father's dick
obsessively.  But I wasn't ready to admit yet that even more than I
hungered to feel my father's dickhead tickle the depths of my throat, I
wanted to feel him hilt deep in my ass.As they carried me, all I could
think about was if I got fucked that made it officialÉI was gay and never
going back.

   Though I was totally overpowered, my kicking and screaming did do some
help.The three men were growing tired of trying to restrain me.  They were
carrying me towards the stairsÉ I remember looking up and seeing my
father's door hanging open.  His big, intimidating bed lay quietly waiting
for meÉ

   I gave one big kick that hit coach in the gut, and he roared in
anger.Finally when we reached the bottom of the stairs dad suddenly let go
of my feet.His muscles were bulging in anger, as was his dick.I recognized
the hunger in his eyes as he stared down at me, his wailing and thrashing
son.

   "Fuck it!" he said, and suddenly climbed up the first three steps.My
father then suddenly laid back on them.  He reclined like the Greek God he
is, stretching his rippling, tan and hairy body along the stairs.His
massive tool stuck up like a post, wavering at me.  It looked thicker and
longer than ever.I panicked as I realized what they were about to do.

   "Let's just do it here!  Fuck it!He's gonna protest like that he's gonna
have to learn the hard way!Just throw him down on it!"Dad was screaming at
his cronies, who still had my firmly by the arms.They slid their grasp on
me up my biceps, until they were holding me by the armpits.  I could feel
how it gave them more control over my torso, like choking up on a bat.I
watched my father shoot a big glob of spit from his mouth to his pulsating,
flagpole-sized dick.It slid down it slowly, mixing with his precum, until
he urged it along with one stroke of his fist.It only looked half lubed,
but my three captors were too intent on getting me on my creator's cock to
care.

   Dad lay back on the stairs, arching his hips so his cock jutted up even
more to greet me.  Coach and Mr.  Davis lifted me high as they ascended the
stairs.I couldn't get over how much it felt like being a Greek slave
presented to the God, my master, my father.

   Slowly they raised me above him, and then even slower they lowered me
down.Dad reached up to help guide me, taking the muscular globes of my ass
in each hand.He spread my cheeks wide, and ignored the kicks he was
enduring as I came down on him.  I could feel the heat from his cock head
before I felt the dull, slick head of it.  Pressed up against it, it felt
like it was so much wider than my ass hole could ever be.He wasn't really
going to do this was he?  It felt like hours that I hesitated there, his
angry cock pressing at my once straight hole.

   Then dad leaned forward, I felt his hairy torso on my smooth back, and
heard his growl in my ear.  "Your father loves you very much, you know
that?That's why he's going to take your virginity like this.Treat you like
the man I know you are.  I LOVE YOU SON!GO!"

   The order was given, and Coach and Jenny's dad gave me a short, rough
thrust downward.

   "OOOOOOOOOOH FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKKK!" My cry sounded so adolescent.  I had
made that same scream when I fell off my skateboard and bashed myself up.It
felt as though my dad's cock was turning me inside out.  The rough thrust
from the two men at my arms hadn't done the trick!Dad's cock was just too
thick to pop in like that!  I was squirming, still seeing my chance to get
off this dick and run like hell.I could tell Coach and Mr.  Davis were
worried that the plan hadn't gone perfectly.Now they were frantically
trying to shove me down, pushing on me like a jar onto a lid.  It wouldn't
pop, and the pain was so excruciating that it brought tears to my eyes. 
Finally dad put his hand up to calm the men trying to push me down.

   "Let go men!  Just let gravity do its thing!"

   Jenny's dad looked hesitantly at Coach, then shrugged and let go.Coach
let go too, and my hands grabbed wildly at them so I wouldn't slip.But it
was no use, they leaned against the banister and the wall and just watched
as slowly gravity pulled me down onto my fate.

   There was a loud POP as finally my father snatched away my virginity.I
couldn't make a sound at first, the pain had knocked the wind out of
me.Dad's cock head had slipped in at once, and I could feel my ass slowly
contracting around it, swallowing the head.In the back of my mind I knew
that must have made dad happy, but I could only scream as the air rushed
back into my lungs.

   "OH CHRIST!  OOOOOOOH SHIT NO TAKE IT OUT!!!!!"

   "Sh, sh, shhhh" my dad cooed, like he was soothing a crying baby.It
occurred to me that probably was how he soothed me, back when he held me in
his arms.  Now he was watching me slide down his dick.

   I realized the maniacal genius to my dad's "gravity" plan then.All he
had to do was lay back and watch, as the more I struggled the further I
impaled myself on his fuck tool.He had a prime view of my ass swallowing
inch after inch, while I wailed, beat and cried.

   "HELP ME DADDY!  MAKE IT STOP!PLEASE!"

   As I was screaming and wailing I noticed Coach and Mr.  Davis pointing
at my mouth and laughing.  Suddenly I was aware that the gobs of leftover
cum on my face must be stretching across my lips as I yelled.These men
didn't care if I was in pain, they were just happy to see their cum
slathered across my gaping, shouting mouth.

   "You'll enjoy it OH FUCK YEAH in a minute son.OH SHIT!  His ass is even
sweeter than his mouth!  Oh boys just you wait until you're in this!UGH
FUCK!  HALFWAY BOY!"

   HALFWAY?!?!?!?  I felt like I had a mile long dick inside me, and I was
only half way?I tried to gain some leverage by slinging my legs down, but
this only thrust 4 inches into me at once.I was literally impaled, and I
thought I could feel the dick pushing into my stomach!I could feel it
ripping at me, dividing me into two equal sections.  Just when I thought I
was going to pass outÉI stopped slipping.It was like his cock had hit a
wall inside me, and I just stopped

   I was whimpering like a little injured puppy.Tears were streaming down
my face, but even I noticed that I had stopped struggling already, and was
just sitting there stuffed with daddy dick.

   "Ahem," Jenny's dad piped.  I had almost completely forgotten there were
two men watching from the sidelines.My whole body blushed, to have these
men see me so helpless and in pain.Two men who I was supposed to impress.
"Ahem, but he's not all the way down.He's got another two inches at least."

   I whimpered helplessly.  Dad looked down.  "Well you're right, Hank! 
Here!"I felt dad's calloused hands on my shoulder, and he pushed me down
hard.This time the last few inches pushed into me.  I would have though it
impossible.  I thought there was a barrier he had reached inside me, but
like my father typically did, he didn't let anything get in the way of what
he wanted.Now his pumping cock was fully inside his son.His thick bush was
rubbing against my ass.  I looked back, my eyes wild and red, and I could
see the biggest grin I had ever seen on my dad.

   "Alright men, now once he stops his whining you can start pumping him up
and down on me again."

   I couldn't speak, but I let out a loud whine.

   "Stop his whining!  Here I'll stop his wining!" Suddenly Jenny's dad
lunged forward, and his fat prick was bobbing at my lips.With tears
streaming down my face, I instinctively opened my mouth and took him into
me.I gagged on it, choked and puffed out my cheeks, but the whimpering
stopped.

   "There!Now he's shut up!Let's get him fucked good, I want some of his
pussy!"

   My dad laughed, and as he did so I could feel the vibrations running up
and down his dick.  It shook me and gave me goose bumps.  "Well, not
exactly what I had in mindÉbut works for me.Alrighty, you keep him nice and
quiet there, and Coach you go ahead and start making him take his first
fucking.Don't be afraid to be rough!I can tell he likes it that way!"

   While still swallowing dick, I felt Coach come around behind me and
seize me from the armpits again.  My body screamed at me to protest, but
the giant tool plunged into my deepest hole stopped me from doing much more
than squeezing out another tear and accepting my fate.

   As if I was back on the wrestling mats, I was immediately aware of
exactly how strong coach was.  With a simple tug he lifted me up, and I
could feel Dad's cock sliding out slowly.Jenny's dad raised up on his toes
so as not to let his dick fall from my face.All I could do was give out a
protest "MMMFFF!!!" as Coach lifted me halfway up the dick, then slowly
began to push me back down.

   This crude form of my first introduction to the wonderful fucking power
of my father lasted for about 20 minutes.  With each pull and shove from
coach he took me a little further off the dick, only to scramble me back
down to the base.His pace quickened until soon I began to feel beads of
sweat dripping off coach and down my back.  I like to think that it was
some of coach's salty sweat that made me able to finally take my dad's cock
like a pro.

   Finally I heard a loud pop, and suddenly I felt a gaping emptiness at
the bottom of my spine.  Mr.  Davis' cock came out of my mouth at the same
moment, trailing a long line of precum and spit.

   "HolyÉshitÉ" I gasped, unable to come up with words to describe the
experience I had just been through.  The strangest feeling was coming over
me.  My ass was so sore and had taken such a savage first fucking, and yet
I felt so empty at that all I wanted was to be dropped back on his dick.

   Coach finally set me back down, but this time not on dad's dick, but a
few steps below him.  Dad didn't say anything, just grabbed a fistful of my
hair and titled my head back.Suddenly my face was buried under his big
nuts, and of course I opened my mouth to let them fall in as my three
captors discussed my cherry.

   "Hoooeeey, that boy has the nicest ass in three states!I haven't fucked
a hole like that since I was his age!  You are gonna have some fun reakin'
havoc on it.  And look at him!He's already done with his bitchen'!  The
next step is to teach him to beg for it!

   "Yeah," coach chimed in, "by those last few strokes there you were
sliding in and out as fast as a rocket.  It may have made him cry, but he's
gonna learn to love it.Pretty soon you won't be able to keep him off your
dick."

   "I just wanna know when I'm going to get a crack at it!" Jenny's dad
growled grumpily.

   "I promised you later tonight and I meant it!"I was so intoxicated by my
father's sweaty balls in my mouth that I barely heard him say this.Did he
mean both Coach and Jenny's dad were still going to fuck me tonight?  Oh
godÉwhat had I gotten into?  "But first I need to give him his first
breeding.  Let's take him back to the living room and I'll teach him how to
THANK me for fucking his brains out." Dad tugged his nuts out of my mouth,
and smiled down at me as he watched me chase after them hungrily with my
tongue.

   "My, my.  What a faggot you've turned into in such a short time!  Now,
are you ready for some more pounding?"

   "C-can it wait until later, Dad?  I'm really soreÉ"

   Dad's benevolent face transformed quickly into an angry scowl."GET YOUR
SWEET ASS INTO THE LIVING ROOM NOW BOY!"

   I peeled my smooth skinny body off the stairs in an instant and
scampered into the living room.  The three bears were behind me in pursuit,
and caught up with me quickly.Dad came up behind me in the threshold and
pushed me by the shoulders to that infamous space between the couch and the
coffee table.  He pushed down on me, and I fell to my knees.  I heard the
other two men take a seat on the couch as dad pushed me further, and I fell
onto all fours.

   Coach and Mr.  Davis were chanting "Fuck Ôim!Fuck your boy!Give it to
him good!" as I whimpered like a pup on the floor.  Dad was taking the head
of his slimy cock and tracing it up and down my crack, stopping every so
often to apply the slightest bit of pressure to my fiery hole.

   "You want this in you, don't you son?" my dad growled into my ear as he
pushed his fat cock head against me.  I looked back over my shoulder to see
my father hovering over me, his furry chest matted with sweat and his eyes
filled with lust.

   Though I knew it caused me pain, though I knew he would never be gentle
with my ass, I looked him in the eye and meekly said, "Yes, Daddy.  I
do."Dad gave me a hard slap on the ass.

   "Then BEG for it!  I want to hear you ask for my cock!"

   "I want your cock Dad.  I want it inside me."

   Another hard slap to the ass, this time on my other cheek.I winced."Come
on boy!You can do better than that!Tell us how you want your father to fuck
you!"

   "Please FUCK me daddy!  Put your cock up my ass HARD!" I couldn't
believe the words coming out of my mouth.  Why was I asking for that when I
had just been fucked so hard that I thought I was dying?

   "BETTER!" he barked.SMACK SMACK!Two more smacks to the ass, and it was
starting to hurt!  I had been spanked as a kid, and this was bringing back
those scary memories of being bent over dad's knee with the fury of his
hands on my little bare butt.I didn't want to be spanked anymore, so I was
going to give dad the serious begging he wanted.

   "PLEASE DAD!  GIVE ME YOUR DICK!I NEED IT NOW!I NEED YOU TO FUCK ME WITH
THE COCK THAT MADE ME!  I WANT TO BE FUCKED BY MY OWN, REAL, FATHER!  I
WANT MY FATHER TO FUCK ME!  I WANT MY DAD TO FUCK ME!  I WANT MY DAD TO
FUCK ME!  I WANT MY DAD TO--BOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!"

   I arched my back and howled like a wolf as my father shoved the entire
length of his massive tool into my hole.  I felt his heavy balls swing
against my ass as he filled me, and almost instantly he pulled back all the
way out.  I could hear his dick pop out of my ass, but it was only out of
me for a few quick seconds before he started sliding it back in, this time
with the slow precision that he was so known for at the construction
company.

   "OH OH OH OH OH SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!" I screamed as it slipped into
me.  I fell forward, my knees trembling and my elbows unable to support
myself as I got the dicking of my life.My dad just reached forward and
pushed my face into the carpet as he began to speed up his thrusting.  He
was really going at it, and smashing my face into the carpet when I heard
him say to his buddies "Oh yeah, look I bet I've got him completely trained
now.  WatchÉ"Dad shoved his dick in, but left the last few inches hanging
out.  "Is that good son?"

   "Come on Dad!"

   "What?"

   "Please dad?"

   "What?I don't understand!"

   "PLEASE GIVE ME THOSE LAST FEW INCHEST DAD!IF I DON'T GET THEM I MIGHT
DIE!PLEASE!"

   Bam!Dad thrust in the last few inches and kept his pounding steady after
that.All the men laughed as I took the hard, merciless fucking from my
father.  This went on for about ten minutes, until Coach suddenly shouted
out, "You know, seems like a waste to have his face pushed into the carpet
like that.I have an ideaÉsince he's so experienced with it lets give him
something familiar.Will you lift his face up?"I was so amazed at how these
men talked about me as if I wasn't even in the room.  Somehow it
embarrassed me and turned me on at the same time.

   Dad ran his fist through my curly blonde hair and yanked my face up out
of the carpet.  I could feel his dick sliding farther into me than ever
before, as coach came and lay down on the floor on his stomach.  Dad kept
thrusting as Coach scooted himself forward until his hairy ass was directly
under my face.  Dad wasted no time pushing my face back down, so that now
instead of buried in the hairy carpet, my face was buried in Coach's hairy
crack.

   Immediately I began slathering at coach's delicious hole as dad gave it
to me harder than ever.  Coach was moaning wildly, and dad sounded like a
roaring tiger.I myself was making quite the noise saying "MMMFFFF, DAD
MMMMM FUCK ME DADDY MFFF!" I heard a grunt from above as Jenny's dad
spurted another huge load onto the back of my head, which set dad off.  I
felt his dick grow just an inch more, and he shouted out "OH BOY HERE IT
COMES!I'M GONNA FLIP YOU OVER SO I CAN SEE YOUR FACE AS I BREED YOUR VIRGIN
ASS!"

   Without missing a beat dad flipped me over, leaving his cock inside me.I
could feel the head twisting around inside my depths as he pulled my ankles
onto his shoulders.Coach flipped over too so my head was cradled in his
hairy crotch.

   Dad thrust into me several more times.We locked eyes, father and son
staring each other down as he violently took away my virginity.  Dad looked
at me with such intensity, anger and love.I could see sweat dripping
through his matted fur and onto me, and I could feel every single
millimeter of his dick as it swelled.  My mouth was hanging open while I
moaned and grunted, and just before he shot dad spit a huge glob of his
saliva right into my mouth, thrust his dick all the way in and screamed out
"HERE YOU GO MY SON!"

   I could feel Dad's juices splattering the walls of my ass.He was filling
me up quickly as pump after pump of the very semen that went into my mother
to make me filled up my ass.  Coach and Mr.  Davis were cheering as Dad
grunted like a pig with each spurt, "UGH FUCK BOY UGH THERE UGH YOU UGH UGH
GO!"It seemed like Dad's cum would never end!

   This barrage of his sperm excited me so much that without even touching
my dick I exploded again, sending glob after glob of my own cum into my
hair, onto my face, and even some hitting coach in the chest.Dad was still
cumming so much that I could feel his cum squirting out of my ass around
his dick, but he just held fast and kept spraying me.  Finally after what
seemed like hours of cumming he gave a few last short thrusts into me, like
he was jiggling himself clean at a urinal, and pulled out.  A wash of his
semen spilled out of me, and he gave me a playful couple of slaps on the
face.

   "Now now, boy.What do you say?"

   I looked up at him with a grin on my face."Thank you, Dad."

   Dad gave me an appreciative nod.  Then stood up.  He put his hands on
his hips and surveyed his work below, then turned to Coach and Jenny's
dad."Well, it looks like you're going to need some time to warm up there,
Mr.  Davis.So Coach I guess you get to go first.Feel free to use my bed,
it's got a lock on the door.  I'm gonna go shower up.

   I looked up at Coach in horror.  My dad was really going to leave me
alone with him?What if he wanted to fuck me again?  I had just been pounded
enough for a lifetime; I didn't want to take anymore!Coach ignored my
expression.  He just spat onto my face, and as his spit dripped down my
nose he said, "Alright, Dirk.  HUSSLE UPSTAIRS AND GET THAT ASS MOVING! 
I'm about to work you over better than any of our sessions on the mat. 
HUSTLE HUSTLE HUSTLE!"