The following is a work of erotic fiction. As such, it depicts graphic sexual situations. Only venture forward if it is legal for you to do so in your region.
Alex Johnson was just about to accept the offer of a beer from a few of his fellow construction workers at their usual haunt when he heard the ping of the cell phone in the rear pocket of his worn work jeans. His face clouded when he saw it was a message from his no-account eighteen-year-old son, Ryder.
“Git yer ass ovr 2 118 Laurel in a half hr & don’t b late dad-fuk” it said.
While Alex would like to have hung out with the guys, especially big Joe Wheeler---whose jock he’d wanted to get into for years---he knew better than to test Ryder. Ever since the rotten kid had discovered him getting fucked by a potential client at the sleazy Last Stop motel on the outskirts of town Alex had become his virtual slave.
Here he was, a big and brawny man of thirty-seven, catering to every perverted whim of his eldest offspring. The fear of exposure is what made him acquiesce. After nineteen years of marriage to Vivian, during which he’d successfully cheated on her with every Tom, Dick and Harry with half a decent bulge in their crotch, he still couldn’t fess up to his cock addiction. First of all, his father-in-law would kill him. And if Hank wasn’t successful, then Vivian’s father---and two brothers---would. There was also young sixteen-year-old Jaylen, his other son, to think about. Jay was a muscle-bound champ on the wrestling team, a real popular kid at school. Exposure to his father’s secret life would destroy him.
Ryder held him hostage. Not only had the errant boy caught him red-handed, he had snapshots on his device through the window of that no-tell motel of him and that Silverdad client. The guy was married, too. Longer than Alex had been. But he hadn’t been all that fazed by the interruption. When they finally did get together to seal the deal the older guy was aroused by the idea of son catching dad with his pants down and cock hard. He’d thrown Alex a worthy fuck. Most older guys did. Alex was a good-looking man with a nicely built body, a pliant asshole and a breath taking eight inch dick.
“Shit, guys, I can’t,” Alex told the crew. “My son’s got some trouble---car trouble. Go and have one for me.” The others all grumbled and waved him off. Big Joe put a large, calloused hand behind his neck and gave him a friendly shake. Alex just about popped a boner on site.
Laurel Street was in a pretty bad section of the city. Seemed whenever there was trouble in town, it was on Laurel. It was a run-down place of tenements, dive bars and questionable businesses. Alex hadn’t been down there in many, many years. As he traversed the pot-holed street he decided it was much worse now than then. He peeled his eyes for 118, but numbers weren’t apparent on most unkept buildings. Bums lounged on the sidewalk, propped up against brick walls sucking from a paper bag. Blacks, Puerto Ricans and white trash hung out on stairwells and street corners. What in hell was Ryder doing in this neighborhood, Alex wondered. On second thought, why wouldn’t he be?
He almost passed by when he caught sight of Ryder’s beat-up 2005 Dodge. Jamming on his brakes, he managed to back up and squeeze his Toyota pick-up into an available spot directly behind his son’s car. His soiled work boots hit the pavement. Making sure to lock up he hit the sidewalk and looked both ways. Flashing lights, even in the late afternoon/early evening caught his questioning eye. They came from 118 Laurel, an adult bookstore!
Swallowing hard, Alex approached the place. The large picture window in front was painted over in black, evidently to conceal whatever went on there. It wouldn’t have been Alex’s first time in a porn shop, but never here. He pushed his way through the door, entered a narrow hallway and followed it through to a beaded entrance. Heads turned when he entered. There he was, a handsome, butch and muscular man clad in a wife-beater t-shirt and dirty, loose-fitting jeans showing a day’s growth of beard on his chiseled jaw.
The proprietor gave him a once-over before going back to whatever he was doing behind the raised counter. Alex looked around, aware there were interested eyes on him. There weren’t many patrons, but every one was male. There were a few legally young, one or two middle-aged, one old dude, but mostly around his age. Alex was relieved that he knew none of them.
Suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, came his son, Ryder, shouting out, “Hey, Dad-fuck, over this way!” Alex fumed. He would like to have kicked the boy’s ass right there and then. Still, he followed him to the back of the room. Through swinging doors, like those in some old western saloon, they went to a narrow darkened hallway with three doors on each side.
“What is this, Ryder?” Alex asked angrily. “What exactly do you have in mind?” He was familiar with the peep shows. Throw a couple quarters in and watch a fuck flick. While it hadn’t been in a dive like this, Alex had frequented them over the years. He also knew about the glory holes cut in the walls of each “booth.” Back when he was much younger, he’d unknowingly sucked off the state’s closeted Governor in a similar place. With a mischievous grin on his face Ryder found a vacant one, grasped his father by the back of his solid neck and shoved him in.
“What in fuck do you think you’re doing?” Alex demanded.
Ryder grinned maniacally, squatted down in front of the hole to his right and ran his fingers along the crude rim. “Anybody in there? My dad’s here and he wants to suck some cock.”
“Ryder!” Alex admonished through clenched teeth.
“Is it really your daddy?” a harsh male voice came from not that hole, but the one to the right. Ryder scrambled over to the hole. “Fuck, yeah! My daddy likes to suck cock. Stick yers through and let ‘im have it.”
As Alex watched, his eyes widening, an anonymous dick dropped through the opening. It was soft, but looked chunky. “Well, what’re you waitin’ for, Dad-fuck? You know you’re a cock sucker. Go for it.”
“Ryderrrrrrrrrr,” Alex gave him a stern look while clenching and unclenching fists at his sides.
“Okay then, don’t do it,” Ryder said non-chalantly. Then, “But the conversation around our dinner table tonight is gonna be real fuckin’ interesting. Mom and Jay will prob’ly upchuck their meal when they hear about you and that geezer at the Last Stop.”
Alex was steaming. Ryder didn’t think he’d ever seen him so angry. For a moment he was actually frightened. But then Alex’s countenance changed. He knew his back was up against the wall, so to speak. There really was no other choice than to follow Ryder’s demands.
Dropping to his knees in front of the hole he reached out to take the awaiting cock in hand. It jumped excitedly at his touch. Leaning forward Alex took a swipe of it with his tongue. The unseen man behind the partition groaned excitedly. His small dick began to lengthen. Alex pulled the man’s nut sac through the aperture and fondled it as he continued with long, slow movements of his licker over the growing organ. A dense nest of crotch hair going to grey told Alex this was an older man, the type he usually desired.
It didn’t take long before the anonymous cock was fully erect. At about six inches it certainly wasn’t the biggest or best Alex had ever handled, but it was enough. Although a tad uncomfortable with his son watching, Alex wrapped his wet lips around the cock’s head and began the sucking. He was conscious of Ryder squatting down perpendicular to him, allowing himself a bird’s eye view of the action. As Alex sucked, his tongue came out of his mouth to tease the bundle of nerves under the crown.
“What the fuck you waitin’ for? Take the whole thing, cocksucker,” Ryder commanded. To emphasize his point he planted a hand on the back of his father’s head and forced his face down on the dick. Alex took it right to its hairy root. The man on the other side sighed his approval. “Listen to your son,” he gushed. “He knows how to train a daddy.”
“Fuckin’-A right!” Ryder agreed, shoving his father’s head back and forth on the dick. The stranger’s meat throbbed excitedly along the length of Alex’s flickering tongue. Before long Alex’s mouth was sliding up and down the shaft of his own accord, pausing now and again to lap at the guy’s hairy ball sac. Time and again he crushed his handsome face against the vile wall, watching Ryder out of the corner of his eye. His teenage boy had a look of demented glee on his otherwise handsome features. He was really enjoying humiliating Alex in this manner.
It didn’t take long for the donor to begin whimpering and breathing heavily. With a hearty shout he shot his load into Alex’s sucking maw. Ryder delightedly observed his father’s Adam’s apple bob as he gulped down each spurt. Alex always enjoyed the tase of an older man’s cum. It was rich, hearty and yummy. When he’d milked out the final drop he came off the cock and generously bathed it clean with his tongue. Turning to face his son he licked a stray gob from the left corner of his lips and said, “Is that what you wanted to see? Are you satisfied now?”
“Fuck, no!” Ryder snarled. “You’re just gettin’ started, bitch!” Glancing to the opposite wall he grinned when he saw that another cock was jutting through that hole. This one was much bigger than the one his father had just sucked. It was dark hued and uncut, the foreskin slimy with dripping pre-cum. Not dark enough to belong to a black dude, but Ryder figured it was one of those ‘Rican’s or Mex’s who made up most of this section of town. Probably a no-good illegal.
Snapping his fingers, Ryder directed his father’s attention to the heavily pulsing cock. Alex’s darkly lashed eyes flared when he saw the large, rigid shaft. Absently, he licked his wet lips. Ryder snorted with disgust. His dad was such a cock pig! Practically whimpering, Alex crawled over to that side of the booth and wrapped his fist around the slab of hot meat. The dick jumped at his touch. “Ay, Papi,” came a deep ethnic voice. “Chupa mi verga!” While neither of the Johnson’s knew a lick of Spanish it wasn’t difficult to understand what the stud wanted.
Alex practically salivated as he admired the dark, eight-inch beauty. While he knew he should at least pretend resistance in front of his son, he just couldn’t help himself. Moving in on it he licked the folds of foreskin. This was a first; in all his conquests he had never serviced an uncut cock. He chewed on the silky flesh, dug his tongue into the mouth and lapped at the buried head. The Spaniard was leaking profusely. Alex pulled back the hood, took the entire crown into his mouth and suckled while fisting the substantial shaft.
“Git the fuck down on it!” Ryder commanded, taking Alex again by the back of his head and shoving him forward. “You already got another one waiting at the other hole.” Alex made a garbled protest but, regardless, ate his way down the pulsating shaft. The leaky head was prodding at the back of his throat while the unidentified donor was muttering all sorts of unintelligible things in his native language. All at once he thrust forward and shoved his full length down Alex’s throat. Alex gagged, not because he couldn’t handle it but due to the suddenness of this man’s actions. He quickly rebounded. With one hand on the back of his father’s head and the other at the base of his neck Ryder shoved him flush with the wall, his mouth going through the hole, and made him an open trench for the Spaniard to fuck.
The ethnic man showed him no mercy, pounding his face with tremendous force. With little other choice Alex just held his face hole open and let the cock ravage him. With his nose mashed against the vile partition he could scarcely breathe. He thought of all the other pitchers and catchers who had been here in a similar situation against this same wall. He was certain he could smell their spent sex.
Eight inches of Hispanic meat soared through his stuffed esophagus while Alex pounded against the wall with his bunched fists. The man was enjoying himself far too much to heed his victim’s dismay. If he could have seen his son’s face Alex might very well have been frightened. Ryder was thoroughly enjoying his father’s crude defilement.
Alex thought it would never end. And wasn’t exactly certain he wanted it to. It wasn’t the first time he’d been manhandled. And wouldn’t be the last. He just didn’t care for the idea of his son being witness to his submission.
With a deep, breathy “Ay, dios mio!” the stud pulled from Alex’s throat and began pumping thick, creamy cum into his mouth. One spurt after another shot out to the back of his gullet, filling him with ejaculate. Alex had to continuously gulp to keep up with the flow. It was rich, tangy and filling. For a moment Alex almost forgot Ryder was there as he lavished his Spanish meal.
He was still coaxing cum from the uncut beauty when Ryder grabbed him by his hair and practically dragged him across to the opposite hole. Alex reacted as any man, especially a father, would. He broke free of Ryder’s grasp and stood before his son tall and threatening, Ryder had a moment of fear, seeing the muscular man in fight mood with an angry look clouding his handsome looks.
Pointing a thick and calloused index finger at the cocky teen, through clenched jaw he growled, “You’ve got me at the disadvantage and I’m doing everything you want, but don’t you ever---EVER---forget that I’m your father!”
“Oh shit, this is hot!” came a deep voice from the other side of the wall. Having heard it, Ryder’s alarm dissipated and he adopted a cocky smile and replied, “Course not, Daddy. Ain’t I the luckiest teenager in the world to have my sexy, butch father as my cocksucker and personal pussy?” He said it loud enough that all could hear through these thin walls.
“FUUUUUUUUUUKKKKK!” the patron in the next booth exclaimed, his happy dick leaking on their side of the partition.
“Shee-it! I want me some of that Dad, too,” another gruff voice in the hallway remarked. Ryder had timed things just right. This was when most men were getting off work and stopping by the bookstore to unload their nuts before going home to their nagging bitch. The supply of cock would be a-plenty for Alex to service.
Alex gave Ryder a tense look, whipped off his white wife-beater T, balled it up to roughly pitch it to his son, then turned to drop to his knees again before the next customer. Ryder grinned widely. Who did Daddy think he was kidding? He was in a cocksucker’s heaven.
The hairy cock poking through the gloryhole was nowhere near as attractive as the last but Alex gave it the royal treatment. Holding the man’s nuts he slurped up and down on it, almost oblivious to the appreciative moans coming from the stranger. It tasted of a day’s worth of sweat and faintly of piss, leading Alex to believe that this cock belonged to a blue-collar worker, much as himself. He opened his mouth wide and swallowed it all, milking the shaft with his throat muscles. For all he knew the cock belonged to one of his co-workers at the construction site. Just the thought of some of those macho guys, especially Joe, made him suck with a fervor. In his fantasies Joe had a much bigger, much thicker cock but, fuck, he’d blow that guy even if he only had a four incher!
He was sucking so aggressively that this man didn’t stand much chance of extending his good time. Shortly he was thrusting his groin against Alex’s face and shooting his wad into his slurping mouth. Without waiting for Ryder’s prompt, Alex quickly turned to the other hole only an arm’s length away and lustily worked on this new cock. This guy was holding himself by the base, affording Alex a clear view of his wedding band. Alex purposely wrapped his hand over it, displaying his own gold. “Fuck yeah, stud!” the stranger groaned and began fucking Alex’s mouth with gusto. From the material of his slacks Alex took this one to be a businessman. Maybe a lawyer. Or a financier. Even a real estate agent. Didn’t matter. Alex gave the guy as good as he got. In a matter of minutes the white collar stud was seeding the depths of Alex’s busy throat.
By now Alex was completely cock crazed. He didn’t need Ryder’s encouragement to do what he loved the most. Expectantly turning back to the opposite hole he was stunned to see an eye looking in at him. He gasped.
“Damn, you sure are one good lookin’ stud, ain’t ya? Had ta park my rig three streets over and walk myself on over here. But it sure looks like it was worth it.”
Ryder quickly intervened, dropping down in front of the gloryhole blocking Alex’s view and excitedly told him, “Hey, mister, you’re a trucker, right? Well my daddy loves to eat trucker asshole. Why don’t you spread your cakes and put ‘em right up here for ‘im.”
The eye in the chubby, bearded face widened. “That’s yer Daddy?”
“My daddy and my whore,” Ryder acknowledged. “Come on. Let ‘im eat ya.”
“Dang, I jest took me a long haul up from near around Texas and I ain’t even taken me a shower yet. My bungs kinda ripe.”
“That’s perfect. Daddy likes it that way. He’s into real men.”
“Well, awright.” The face disappeared. There was some rustling from the other side as the chubby man dropped his jeans and drawers. Positioning himself just right, he grabbed his cakes, pulled them apart and shoved his ass up into the hole. His hair-lined brown eye winked at the father and son.
Alex gave his son a harsh look before taking his rightful place. This Southern trucker obviously was a hefty man with a fat ass, only a portion of each cheek fitting against the opening. A ripe, pungent odor of sweat and pure funk assailed Alex’s nostrils. Using just the tip of his tongue he teased the wrinkled folds of the man’s asshole. It tasted a little gamey, but that was alright. That was the way a man was supposed to taste.
Consumed by animal passion Alex licked up and down the full length of the trucker’s ass split. “Aw, fuck yeah, buddy!” the bestial man growled. “Eat my shitty ass!” Thankfully, for Alex, it wasn’t all that shit stained. Although he was so far gone it really wouldn’t have mattered. Ryder had successfully placed him in his element. While he wasn’t entirely pleased with the boy’s domination, he wasn’t doing anything he hadn’t already done many times over.
Ryder was right down there beside him, almost face to face, watching gleefully as his parent ate out the fat trucker’s ass. He sure would like to have snapped a pic of this raunchy act but he suspected Dad wouldn’t react to that very well. He had the man right on track and didn’t want to halt progress. Besides, it was too dark in here anyways. There would be photo opportunities later. As it was, he only had that one through the grimy motel window; he needed to build up a library to keep his father in check.
Alex was really going to town on the man’s hairy ass, concentrating solely on the bull’s eye now. As Ryder excitedly watched, the fat anus spread around his father’s badgering licker. Alex wriggled his tongue into the now-gaping hole. He ate hungrily, forming his lips around the funky hole and thrashing his tongue around inside. Forcing daddy to eat him out at least once a day, Ryder knew exactly how awesome it felt. But it was a real kick seeing him do someone else close up. What a sick pig daddy he had!
There was a lot of restless commotion from the hallway. Some men were banging on the door, anxious for their turn at the hot construction worker dad. Word must have spread around the after-work crowd. Looking to the side Ryder saw another cock waiting for attention at that hole. Grasping Alex by his thick wrist he directed his hand to the lonely dick. At first Alex resisted, but when he touched dick meat he wrapped his fist around it and gave an aggressive hand job while continuing to eat the trucker’s ass.
Things had gotten hot and steamy in the small cubicle. Ryder fell back on the nasty floor, shoulders resting against the back wall and, unzipping his fly, hauled out his teen cock. With tongue hanging from one side of his mouth he jerked his eight incher while observing his good-looking, macho dad gorging himself on man ass. He sure hoped the other impatient men didn’t break down the door to this cubicle. One look at him and they’d want father and son, as well.
“Fuck, gonna make me shoot,” rasped the trucker. Pulling his fat ass from the gloryhole he spun around in just enough time to thrust his cock through and begin spurting onto Alex’s face. Alex stuck out his tongue and captured almost every heaving gob of fuck juice. When the cock ceased shooting he covered it with his mouth and siphoned off the remainder.
Through it all he had never let up on the other dick. Hearing those tell-tale sighs of a man about to lose it Alex turned to that hole just as that one began to cum. The first discharge splattered against his cheek. Alex hastily took the head in his mouth and sucked as his fist rammed up and down its length. He failed to release it until certain it had been drained. Smacking his lips, he groaned bestially and used a big, manly hand to wipe the cum from his face, then eat it from his fingers.
Alex was a cocksucker on steroids! It wasn’t quite what Ryder had expected when he summoned him to the tawdry place. He thought he would have to coerce his father, but it certainly didn’t take Alex long to get into the swing of things. He was acting on his own, as if Ryder wasn’t even there, making the boy wonder if this is what the family man normally did on his down time. Ryder watched breathlessly, stroking his teen cock, as Alex went from one hole to the other. Currently his muscular arms were fanned out across the width of the cubicle, a tan cock in each hand. Probably more Spic cock, Ryder correctly assumed. Were certainly enough of them in this neighborhood. While continually stoking both Alex sucked on one for a while, abandoned it for the other and then went back to the first. He sucked voraciously, noisily and sluttishly, giving each equal time. When one came he capped it with his lips and took the load, slurping up every bit of spent seed, then turned to the other just as it exploded. Sucking and slurping, his tongue whipped around the defined ridge of the spouting cockhead as the excess dripped from his mouth and down over his hairy pecs like a waterfall.
They were pounding on the door of the cubicle wanting in. Things had gone completely sideways. Even the proprietor of the place couldn’t seem to control the mob. All he could do was remind the stall occupants to drop their quarters into the viewing chamber. Ryder envisioned every impoverished local male from this seedy side of town lining up next to those off-the-clock day workers for a shot at the fabulous cock sucker. Ryder was tempted to unbolt the door and let them ravage his father but feared he, himself, might wind up being collateral damage. He was a good looking teen. With a healthy cock and a decent ass. In a sleazy viewing booth. These mongrels would be all over him, for sure!
As Alex was hog-sucking a beefy cock on one side of the stall, Ryder’s eyes flared when he saw the black cock which pounced through the opposing glory hole. It was the first of its kind to make an appearance on this late afternoon, which was a bit of a surprise since the African-American population here equaled the Hispanic. The dick was a real doozy! Ryder figured there must be, at the very least, a foot of ultra-thick nigger meat with a plum-sized head and full, bloated balls stuffed through the hole. Alex hadn’t yet seen it.
With jeans around his ankles, Ryder rose and approached his father from the rear. Reaching around his waist he undid the snap on Alex’s work pants, unzipped his fly and worked at pulling them from his father’s hips. Without taking his mouth from the cock he was working Alex aided Ryder in disrobing him. There was no way those jeans were coming off over Alex’s work boots, so Ryder had to remove them as well. Soon he had daddy totally disrobed, one breathtaking stud of a muscular man sucking cock while in the raw.
Ryder turned to the expectant black meat and back-handed it. “Yo, wat da fuk?” its deep-voiced owner exclaimed. Ryder squatted until he was face-to-cock. “Dude, ya wanna fuck my dad?” he asked. “Yo daddy in dere gettin’ fucked?” the black man inquired incredulously. “Not yet,” Ryder responded, trying not to giggle. “But he will be if’n you want to do him. He’s got a real hot, juicy pussy. Now back the fuck up so’s I can get him over here.”
The big black cock withdrew from the hole, leaving it temporarily vacant. “Git your ass up here!” Ryder order his father. Alex garbled a protest around the dick he was working in his cocksucking mouth. “I said lift up!” Ryder angrily repeated. Without releasing his tasty mouth tool Alex rose from the hips, smacking his construction worker hands against the wall in front of him for support as he continued to suck for cum. The space was narrow enough that it worked. Ryder lined up his father’s hips to the opposite wall. With his ass flush with the gloryhole he was ready for a fucking---even though he was as yet unaware.
From the adjoining cubicle black Leroy, a balding forty-six year old Janitor fresh off of work, eyed up the sweet butthole framed in the oval aperture. Light from the video currently playing on the monitor allowed him to see enough to know that it was a white man’s pussy. From the looks of him, he was a well-built cracka with a powerful, muscle ass. Leroy particularly enjoyed skewering white pussy, whenever he got the chance. Now that was his idea of reparations. And the idea that the other one in there claiming to be his son---whether true or not---was a definite enticement, knowing boy was pimping out daddy. It was almost shameless, the things these white folks did for kicks.
Leroy directed his colossal cockhead to the flexing hole. Excited pre-cum drooled from his deep and wide piss slit. He moved his dick around to coat the hair-lined pucker with his juice. Alex whimpered around the dick in his mouth as he realized he was about to get fucked. Never one to take white pussy easily, Leroy thrust with all his might. Alex’s ass lips were forced widely apart as twelve inches of black dick pervaded his wriggling rectum. A loud, masculine groan escaped his cock sucking lips as the huge man-hose was buried inside him. Alex had taken some impressive dick before, but nothing quite like this. It felt as if the huge head had reached up to the base of his sternum!
The anonymous dick in his gullet began to convulse, spurting its reward into Alex’s gasping mouth, temporarily distracting him. He was incapable of swallowing at the moment, allowing the heady seed to fill his mouth and drain down to the floor below. The big bull meat was drawing back now. Alex’s eyes were wide with panic. Ryder was heady with delight. “Too big!” Alex gasped, reaching out with one strong arm toward his son. As if he actually thought the deviant rascal would put a stop to it.
Ryder squatted down, grabbed a fistful of Alex’s hair so as to force the tortured man to face him and whispered into his ear, “That’s nigger dick you’re takin’ up your pussy.” Alex’s complexion paled and his eyes flared even wider. He’d never even considered making it with a black man. Ryder tittered hysterically, spit into his father’s astonished face and then shoved him down on the new arrival at the gloryhole in front of him. Another black one. Must be the time for them all to come out. This one wasn’t near as huge as the one now wreaking Alex’s ass, but it was big and juicy enough. Alex sought to protest, but Ryder held his head in place while this one thrust his meat in and out of his father’ s mouth.
Leroy grunted slavishly as he powerfully rammed his horse dick into Alex’s contorting pussy. There was only one way to take a white bitch---and that was hard and fast. His abundant hips humped wildly, pounding fuck out of the white fuck slave. Alex’s wrecked sphincter clenched around the beer-bottle thick invader but Leroy effortlessly tore right through. Alex felt as if a meaty baseball bat was being constantly shoved up his ass and reaching formerly uncharted depths. The other dick was equally savage, pounding his throat with fury. These blacks were indeed the unforgiving brutes his father had always claimed them to be. Donald Johnson would certainly suffer a coronary if he saw what they were doing to his son, Alex, right now.
Alex was in such distress he hardly noticed the sudden flash of light as Ryder took a short video capture with his phone camera. This was too good not to be documented. Ryder’s boy cock was leaking profusely as he delightedly watched his fag father getting battered from both ends. It was such a hot sight, Alex bashing his fists against the wall, tears streaming from his eyes, snot oozing from his nostrils and saliva seeping from his cock stuffed mouth. Ryder made certain to get a close-up capture of his father’s turmoil. But was it really such agony? Alex’s cock was hard as wood and leaking profusely.
Twelve inches of fat, dark meat had Alex’s butthole gaping open, his rectal sheath ravaged by the charging bull dick. The other cock was raping his throat raw. Alex’s muscular, manly body was dripping with sweat; his thick, dark hair was drenched, his armpits fetid pools of muck. Still, he hadn’t totally surrendered. For that, Ryder was glad. Daddy had been enjoying things far too much up until his introduction to the black guys from this side of town.
The humongous meat hammering his prostate had Alex bucking and writhing in spite of himself. The pain from that foot long truncheon was almost unbearable. Almost. But his dick didn’t think so. It was throbbing and dancing to its own tune beneath him. Major black dick never lost a beat fucking him as deep and hard as possible, making Alex’s man puss spasm. Now he wasn’t just an open face hole for the other, but was swirling his tongue around the battering cock and sucking up its juices like a parched man. The thrusts from those major twelve inches seemed to quicken, as it that was even possible. Alex felt his own cock pulsate and throb as he got slammed. With a guttural bellow he exploded, his cum blasts smacking against the partition in front of him. It was the most powerful release he could ever remember having. And it kept coming and coming, one hefty load after another.
“Ah, fuck! I’s cummin’,” the other black moaned. “Here it cums, white boy!” The piss lips of the black cock widened and a shot of creamy cum went straight down Alex’s throat. The man was fucking the hole---and Alex’s mouth---like crazy as he released his jizz. Alex remained an open receptacle, allowing the guy to unload his nuts unrestrained. It was his first taste of a black man’s cum, and it was delicious, indeed.
Leroy was fucking like a man possessed, totally tearing up Alex’s pussy. Suddenly, he froze. Things were so tight in his pussy that Alex could actually feel the rapid pulse of the huge cock, the cumload as it swiftly traveled up that thick tube on the underside and belched from the engorged head to flood his bowels. Alex’s insides spasmed as he was crudely inseminated . He reflexively milked each offering from the spurting cock. The black stud’s seed seemed to keep coming, unloading those large nuts into his mangina. Alex had never felt so full. He’d be disinherited for certain if his father ever found out he’d been spermed by not one, but two, black men. Or niggers, as his father would have called them. The family money would all go to his troubled younger brother, Drew.
It seemed that the withdrawal from his abused hole took an eternity. Leroy did it nice and slow, making sure the cracka felt every inch evacuating him. Alex fell to a heap on the floor. Leroy just had to squat down and take a peek. All he could see was the side of Alex’s face and his brawny male body. Hmmm, a real white stud. He also eyed the teenage boy jerking his dick with one hand and taking video of his fatigued father with the other.
“You be sure to bring your daddy back to this side of town soon, y’hear?” Leroy said. And then he was gone.
It had been a hot scene! Ryder certainly hadn’t expected this. He was all horned up after observing his father’s savage defilement. Crawling over behind his father on his knees between the spread of the man’s legs he frantically jerked his dick. In no time cum flew out and landed all over Alex’s beefy butt cheeks. Ryder rubbed it all over the man’s masculine cakes, scooped a good amount onto his fingers and injected it into his gaping asshole. There was already a stream of black man’s cum trickling out. Ryder made sure to capture the moment on his phone.
There were already two new dicks poking through the gloryholes. Ryder dragged Alex up and introduced him to them. Wearily, Alex went back to work. It went on for close to another hour. By the time Ryder called it quits Alex was so fatigued he could barely stand. His son had broken him.
As they were leaving the establishment the proprietor shouted out to them, “Come back again real soon. You’re good for business.”
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