Piss Boy

“Hello Matt!  It’s just what it looks like. I just fucked the boy. Seems only fair to me since the two of you have been fucking him, I’m just taking what’s mine. If the slut is whoring it up anyway, might as well.”

”Your boy does have a great mouth and tight ass. I mean, with Helen out of town, and Timothy laid up, Marco’s the next best thing next to pussy. Your boy is of age and offered up his ass to us. Certainly you can’t be mad?”

”I suggest you find other arrangements for your son because my Marco won’t be coming round here no more. While he’s living under my roof for the summer, he’ll be under my supervision 24/7.”

As Gianni puts his cock back into his shorts, Marco attempts to pull his shorts up from his ankles and gives a pleading look to his father. Gianni stops his son and puts that plug right back up his cum-flooded ass, then he assists his son in pulling up his shorts and a swift spank in the ass.

“Say good-bye to your friend, Marco. You’re coming home with me!”

Marco and Timothy were speechless. It all happened so fast. 

Gianni grabbed Marco by the nape of his neck and marched him right back across the street to their home, straight into Marco’s bedroom. 

“Dad, please, I’m a grown man, you can’t keep me here forever. I’m 20 years old, I’m not a child!”

”figliolo, basta così! (Son, that’s enough!) Giving your culo up to just anyone, I can’t allow it. From now on you’re my frocio (faggot), inteso (understood)?  You stay in your room and I’ll be back shortly. Don’t you leave this room if you know what’s good for ya!”

When Gianni left the house in a huff, Marco noticed Timothy had been texting. He made sure to tell his friend he was alright, but wasn’t sure what would happen next. Marco thought his dad would eventually calm down. Timothy agreed.

These boys underestimated Gianni. Italians are known to be overly stubborn and irrational (not all, but Gianni certainly fit the mold). His first stop was to the hardware store, he purchased a lock for Marco’s bedroom door. His second stop was to Best Buy, to purchase a few cameras to place in Marco’s room and in other areas of the house in case he tried to leave it, and his third stop was to the sex shop where he purchased a sophisticated cock cage for his son.

When he returned home, Marco was sleeping. Gianni saw Marco’s phone beside him and scrolled through his messages. He was quite angered by Timothy’s messages, calling Gianni a “crazy motherfucker”, and even more upset to see his son had agreed!

He put that phone in his pocket as Marco wouldn’t he needing it until his return to college in six weeks. Then he went and got his drill and that’s when Marco was awoken. 

“What the fuck are you doing, Papa?”

”Oh nothing, son, just being a crazy motherfucker. I saw what you said about me. I also took your phone. You won’t be needing it for the rest of the summer.”

Once the lock was installed, Gianni moved on to installing 3 cameras in Marco’s bedroom and 2 outside in a hallway and by the front door. He could hear Marco screaming and crying through his bedroom door, but it became like white noise to him after awhile.

He let himself inside Marco’s room once again this time with the box to the cock cage.

”There’s no reason to be upset, Marco. This can work out really well for you if you cooperate. All you need to do is listen to your Papa. Now, I bought you a gift, open it up and I’ll help you put it on.”

Marco saw what it was and protested immediately. 

“ Papa, no! You can’t make me lock my dick up! Why would you do this to me?”

”Don’t make me force you, son. You know I will win! Since you don’t use your worthless cock to fuck pussy, you no longer need it. You wanna be a whore, well, now you’re my whore living in my house with my rules. Now, I will not tell you again, open the box and put that dick in that cage!”

Marco didn’t argue, he knew there was no way out. He opened the box and saw a full metal cock cage, not a cheap plastic model. He pulled down his shorts and pulled out his cock. The metal felt cold against his warm skin. He was glad he trimmed his pubes and shaved his balls so the contraption wouldn’t pull on any stray hairs. Once the cage was secure, Gianni took over and secured the lock and took the key.

”Did I tell you your Mama left for a six-week course in California? She won’t be home to help you.”

Marco began to tear up. He was backed into a corner now, helpless, no where to go.

”Marco, Marco, no need for tears. I have something to cheer you up. I have what you need right here (pointing to his crotch). Be a good boy and help your papa. On your knees”

When Marco saw his father’s fat uncut cock spring out of his shorts suddenly everything was better. 

“Open up wide, son. I need to piss!”

Marco, being the piss lover he is, did so enthusiastically. Gianni must have been holding it for a few hours because the flow was strong, as it arched down right into Marco’s outstretched tongue and down his throat. Marco brought his head forward and formed a seal around his Dad’d cock, drinking that golden pungent liquid like juice.  Poor Marco’s little dick began to throb in its trap, restricted, blocked from springing to life.

Marco tried to ignore it, and instead focused on his father’s cock. When he finished taking a leak, Marco began to use his tongue all around it, really chewing on the foreskin and pulling it back to enjoy the flaring head.

Gianni wanted back inside that ass. He pulled the butt plug out of his son’s ass and had Marco straddle him. Gianni could see his son’s face as he impaled his son’s wet ass, he could really see his son loves to take dick, the pleasure he was getting from it…only a true homo could love having another man’s dick up his ass. Gianni flipped his son over on his back and with just a few more deep strokes, he once again filled it with another load of fresh Italian seed.

”You see, son. This will work out for you if you cooperate. I’ll give you all the piss and  cock that you need.”

He left Marco alone in his room and padlocked the door.