Piss Boy

“Dad, are you serious? I don’t think I should be sucking your dick. What about mom? It’s just not right?”

”All the sudden you’re concerned about what’s right? Ha! I don’t think so. Ora succhiami il cazzo, troia (now suck my dick, slut)!

”papà, per favore, non costringermi a fare questo (Papa, please don’t make me do this).”

“vuoi essere la puttana del quartiere, quindi sii tale, già ne ho abbastanza (you want to be the neighborhood whore, so be one, enough already)!”

Marco, still stunned by this turn of events, cautiously made his way over towards his father, Gianni, who by now was seriously stroking his raging uncut, thick 7.5” Italian sausage. Unlike his son, Gianni didn’t groom his crotch in any way. Thick, dark, wiry black dense hair covered his balls and wildly grew on his pelvic region. Marco had never seen a cock look so angry, it was almost a shade of purple. Hanging off the very tip was a small beaded pearl of his father’s nectar.

Marco went from scared to enamored within seconds, that small drop of nectar dialed up the subservient slut he aspired to be. He dropped to his knees and looked into his father’s eyes as he extended his tongue to taste the very seed that made him. Gianni ran his fingers through his son’s wavy curls and pushed down as Marco then closed his eyes and savored the taste and smell of his father’s essence. 

Marco was relishing this surreal moment. He’s jerked off in the past watching uncut  men being sucked off. Timothy and Matt may have slightly bigger and thicker cocks than his father’s, but they didn’t have foreskin. Marco swirled his tongue inside the helmet, new sensations in his mouth, before showing his father his developing oral skills. He opened his mouth wide and as his head lowered all the way down, his throat wrapped tightly around that rigid shaft. 

“oh cazzo figliolo, hai fatto un sacco di pratica, frocio  (oh fuck, son, you’ve had lots of practice, faggot)!”

Marco didn’t deny that his father was actually correct. His father nearly creamed down his son’s throat when his son bobbed his head up and down repeatedly. 

“tua madre dovrebbe prendere lezioni di pompini da te, stronza (your mother should take lessons from you, bitch)!”

The more Gianni shouted down to Marco in Italian slurs, the more Marco was fueled to get his father off. So turned on was he, he felt his cock growing in his shorts and attempted to place his hand inside his shorts to begin rubbing it. 

Gianni saw what was happening and abruptly whacked his son’s forearm away.

”No, non toccarti (no, don’t touch yourself)!”

Gianni rose up to stand while Marco remained on his knees. Gianni grabbed Marco on each side of his face and began to pummel his cock inside Marco’s skull. Marco was flailing for breath, and held on to his father’s hairy ass to keep from falling back as his father used his mouth like a pussy. 

“ingoia il mio seme homo (swallow my seed, homo)!”

Gianni grunted loudly as his dick fired off bullets of cum down his son’s throat.  Marco almost choked on it, so much dripped  down his chin he could barely swallow fast enough. His father’s cum tasted and smelled like bleach, it was not as thick as his neighbors’, but it was much more copious and flooded his entire mouth.

”Don’t you move, figlio, I feed you my piss now!”

Marco was somewhat disappointed his father didn’t give him more time to enjoy the taste in his mouth as he swirled and swished it around, moaning around that still semi-rigid cock.  Suddenly, the taste changed, a strong hard flow of dark golden piss poured down his gullet, the taste much more pungent than any piss he’d ever had before. Must be all that red Italian Chianti his father drinks all the time. Most men would run away from doing something so demeaning as to imbibe another man’s urine, but not Marco. Mid-stream, Marco, without touching himself, felt his cock spasm and a pool of thick wetness spread on the front of his shorts!

When Gianni was done using his son’s throat, he pulled his cock out of his son’s mouth and pushed it back into his pants. 

“I’m not through with you. Your mother hasn’t put out in weeks and I gotta lot of nut to feed your ass! You might wanna use one of your toys to get that pussy ready for me, troia.”

”Dad, I gotta get Timothy his lunch and help him with his physical therapy.”

”And you will, with a buttplug in your culo. Don’t let that boy fuck you, you’re mine now!”

Gianni walked away whistling, feeling like the king of his kingdom, the high of marking his property as Alpha men are prone to do, with the knowledge he’d conquered his son, exerting his dominance over others who covet his son’s holes. 

On the other hand, Marco, still dumbfounded by the fact he’d just ingested his father’s most private juices was in the process of lubing up a reasonably sized butt plug to wear as he walked across the street to assist his friend. His prostate continuously stimulated making this normally easy journey into one of more pleasure. 

“Dude, what took you so long? What did your Dad want to talk to you about?”

”Oh man, I’m not even sure I can tell you. It’s crazy!”

”What happened? Did he fuck you or something, ha!”

”Well, almost. You were right, there was someone watching us earlier. It was him! I told you he was acting funny this morning. He made me suck his dick and said my mom hasn’t put out in weeks!”

”Get the fuck out of here! You mean to tell me you actually did that? You swallowed his cum?”

”Yeah, I did, and then his piss! I told you it’s crazy. He wasn’t taking “no” for an answer! I’d never seen him like that before. He kind of freaked me out!”

”And, did you like it? You fucking perv, I know you liked it. You’re a fucking homo. Man, looks like you liked it a lot, you gotta huge cum stain on your shorts! Fucking sicko!”

“I won’t say I didn’t like it, bro. The evidence speaks for itself.”

”You could’ve changed your shorts you know. Didn’t need to be coming here showing off that gross stain. What’s the matter with you? Ahhh, man, I bet your dad had one of those Euro dicks, uncircumcised. I’m right, aren’t I? That’s what probably got you off. No need to answer I told you so many times already, I know you better than you know yourself!”

Timothy tapped his index finger on Marco’s nose to accentuate his point. 

“I’m surprised he didn’t fuck you. That tight fucking whore ass of yours don’t quit.”

Marco blushed. He was ashamed to tell his friend that he had a pretty decent sized butt plug up his ass and that his father was going to fuck him later.

Marco diverted his eyes from Timothy and tried to change the subject. 

“Come on, let’s get your exercise out of the way so I can fix you lunch.” Marco began to sweat, he was acting strangely and Timothy didn’t let it go unnoticed.

“What are you hiding from me? I can tell you’re lying to me about something. Spill it or I won’t piss all over you later!”

Marco blurted out, “I have a butt plug up my ass!”

”You have what? A butt plug? Right now? I don’t believe you? Turn around and prove it to me!”

Marco didn’t budge, he was paralyzed by his fears. 

“I said, turn around now. I promise, I’ll reward you later if you’re telling me the truth.”

Marco rotated his body 180 degrees, dropped his shorts, and bent over. The base of the butt plug rested over his hole, the two exposed ridges making a perfect handle.

”what would Gianni do if he knew you were here right now bending that ass over for me, huh boy?”

”I’m sure he would be angry with me, he’s doesn’t like me coming around here all the time.”

”I should pull that plug right out that pussy, fuck it, breed it, and then shove this toy right up that bitch ass!”

”Please no! Papa wants to fuck me tonight. He’ll kill you and me if you fuck me. Seriously, he’ll fuck you up, yo!”

”I don’t wanna start any beef with your dad today, come on then, come help me so some walking and then we’ll take a shower.”

TBC