Nfl Physical Therapist

By adam 812

Published on Feb 14, 2005

Gay

DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of Sexual activities between teenage boys and a man. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this Material is illegal where you are, then please DO NOT READ IT!

"When you get over the hurt and start to get angry over all of this, Jr. Blame your father!! He is responsible for all of this." Skip said.

"Let's go Adam! We're done here." Skip said.

Both Adam and Skip jumped up and found the clothes and ran out the door.

Papi and Jr. lay on the bed motionless. The Jack Rabbitt Vibrator continue to grind inside of Papi's hole. Jr. was trying to catch his breath from the pounding his virgin ass just took from Skip's cock. Adam's cum dripped down his cheeks. He was in a daze. He was totally numb from the entire night. One minute, he and his father were fucking a hot surfer ass, the next he found himself being violently raped by the same surfer.

Jr. didn't move even as his father was trying to get his attention. Papi still had the hand towel gag in his mouth. Each and every time he tried to speak or yell, he got a taste of cum from the towel. Finally Jr. realized that his Father wanted him to help remove the gag, since his arms were still tied behind his back. Jr. slowly lifted himself up and reach over and pulled the hand towel out.

Papi spit and chocked out some of the cum that he had been forced to taste. He gasped for air and tried to find his voice. Jr. sat there and stared at his naked father.

"Get that fuckin thing out of my ass" Papi yelled at his son.

Papi's arms were numb. He had no feeling in them; he knew even if his hands were untied immediately, he would not be able to get the vibrator out of his ass.

"Hurry Jr. That thing is driving me crazy" Papi shouted.

The Jack Rabbitt Vibrator was still on high speed and the antennas inside were wildly hitting Papi's prostate. Jr. slowly walked behind his father and looked at his father's ass. The base of the butt plug vibrator was sticking out. Jr. could hear the humming of the device as it continued to tease the man below.

Jr. reached down and took hold of the base, but his hands slipped causing his father to yell out in both pleasure and pain.

"Ughhh" Was the only sounds coming from Papi's mouth.

Jr. tried again to grab hold of the vibrator and remove it. Each time he was unsuccessful. Each time it slipped from his hands, his father would grunt in both ecstasy and humiliation. Papi lifted himself up on his knees to help the boy remove the vibrator.

Jr. never thought he would see his father in this position. His open ass was completely exposed to him. Jr. twisted and turned trying to get the device to slip out. His Father screamed out. The antennas were hitting him at a speed designed to force an orgasm.

"NOOOOOO" Papi cried.

The combination or Jr. pulling and twisting and the antennas were taking Papi and his hard cock to the point of no return. One final pull from Jr. caused Papi's cock to jump and cum to fly out on to the bed. As Jr. saw this he pulled again and the vibrator was dislodged.

Papi lay on the bed panting for air. This last orgasm was more intense than anything he ever felt. As he regained his composure, humiliation started to come over him.

"Untied me you little Faggot". He shouted at his son.

"Hurry up you fucking queer". He added.

Papi continued to throw out insults at his son, in order to try to forget about the orgasm he just had at the hands of Jr.

Jr. tried to untie the knots of the extension cord. He was unsuccessful. He was tired and his entire body ached.

"I cant get it undone, Dad". Jr. said.

"Go get a knife and cut it off, you little Fag". Papi shouted.

Jr. jumped off the bed and ran into the kitchen. He searched for a knife but found a pair of scissors first. He turned and started walking back to the bedroom. He could still hear his father yelling insults at him. He was still calling him a Faggott, a Whore, a Cocksucker.

Jr. stood still and tears were rolling down his face, but he wasn't crying out loud. As his father continue to yell the insults, Jr. remembered Skip's parting words "When you get over the hurt and start to get angry over all of this, Jr. Blame your father!! He is responsible for all of this."

Over and over in his mind, Jr. would hear Skip's voice saying, "Blame your Father". "Blame your Father".

"Get in here GOD Damn it, your little queer". Papi yelled.

Jr. slowly walked into the bedroom with the scissors, he set them on the bedside table. He stared at his father's hard naked body. Papi's face was pressed on the mattress. He looked up at his son and saw the daze look on the boy.

Papi knew to keep quiet. The boy was scared. Jr. looked at his helpless father. The words in his mind said, "Blame your Father".

"I'm not a GOD DAMN Faggott" Jr. shouted down at Papi.

Papi didn't move a muscle for fear of what his 16 yr old son would do.

"DO You Fuckin hear me, Old Man??". Jr. yelled.

Papi just looked up at the boy.

"You're the fucking Faggot!". Jr. shouted.

"You're the one who loved having that vibrator up your Faggott ass so much you shot a load all over the mattress". He added.

"Aren't you?" Jr. asked.

Papi knew not to answer the boy. He closed his eyes to try to escape the moment. Jr. reached down and took a handful of Papi's hair and pulled his head up.

"Do I have your attention, Old Man?" Jr. yelled in his father face.

"Jr." Papi said.

"Shut up". Jr. yelled. He grabbed the hand towel and rolled in up and shoved it back into his father's mouth. Papi tried to communicate with his son but it was too late. No words could be understood. Just a few sounds and grunts were audible.

Jr. walked around and saw his father's strong muscle butt below him. He took both hands and spread Papi's butt cheeks apart. The pucker hole was still puffy from the abuse it had taken from the vibrator. Jr. just stared at the pink button between his hands. Papi tried to shift his body, but the young teenager held him in place.

"Blame your Father" kept coming into his head. With one hand on his Father's ass and the other slowly stroking his boy cock, Jr. knew he would put his father in his place.

The teenage cock waved nearly straight up in the air after a few moments of stroking it. He bent his knees until the head of this cock was at the entrance of Papi's hole. With one quick lunge, he said, "Take That, Faggott". And he buried his dick deep inside his father's asshole.

Jr. fell completely on top of his father. He used all of his weight to make sure his father knew he was now the one being fucked, being raped. Jr. immediately started pumping and plowing his dad. He was like a machine as he forced his cock as deep as he could, without caring about the man below. As he rammed his teenage dick in and out he started to cry. The tears were rolling down his face, he was gasping for air. He knew he was close to blowing his seed in the man that had created him.

This man who he adored, now he hated. His pumping became crazy as he was losing all control of his body as he felt the cum releasing from his boy nuts and flowing out of his cock and into the bowels of his father.

Papi continued to try to communicate with the boy, but he knew it was no use. The teenager had unloaded inside of him as pay back. Jr. laid on top of the man for a few minutes. He got up and wiped off his cock and picked up the vibrator and shoved in back inside of his Father's ass.

He decided he would not help his father. He would leave his father naked in bed, with a vibrator up his ass, his hands tied behind his back and a cum rag gagged in his mouth.

Jr. jumped on his bike and rode home. As he walked in the house to his bedroom, his mother was coming out of her bedroom.

"Good Morning Jr." She said.

"Mom". Jr. said.

"Yes, baby?" She asked.

"Dad just called. He said he had an emergency, he needs you to come other to his place right away" He said.

"Oh, my GOD". She said.

Jr's mother ran into her bedroom to change her clothes and run over to see her Ex-Husband. She would have no idea what she would find when she walked into his bedroom.

Jr. smiled to himself, walked into his bedroom and thought "Blame your Father".

Comments and ideas are welcome. Should I continue???? Let me know!

Adam_812@hotmail.com

Next: Chapter 7


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