The Shop Keepers Son

This story series is inspired by Aaron Travis 'Beast of Burden' as well a some of his other stories set in Lebanon.

Aman Al Nasser was inside his shop Lebanon just outside the City of Riyaq. He was fuming shaking his heard, really annoyed at his youngest Son Rashad who in his opinion 'was a waste of space and energy'. Although he was 20 Fit and Healthy, he was just no bloody used to him as he was a hindrance. He was bemoaning this fact to his close friend an fellow shop keeper called Talib Zein, who a few years ago had the same problem with his son before a miracle happened and the young man change right before his eyes and became a responsible son who now lived abroad.　

"Hey what is the matter?" "Oh you know, my damn stupid lazy boy is driving me crazy again." "Why what has the boy done this time?" "I left him in charge of the shop and he received an order for the shop down the road instead and now I have to transport and pay for all of the goods to be moved". "Why did he not get it right?" "Who knows" he sighed. "Why am I being punished having to take care of this lazy good for nothing boy who should be married by now and helping me and the family."

Aman was 50 and had 4 sons and a daughter. His wife had passed 8 years ago and he had spoiled Rashad a bit too much, who took after his French side of the family and although he looked like his Father, he had hazel eyes and brown black hair cut in fashionable style. He was always being looked at by women just as Aman had at his age, but he was far more responsible. This young man was well filled out and was in the gym as much as he could building his muscles and his ass was a fine muscle bubble and he was hanging about with his friends always causing mischief.　

"Hey Talib how did you get your son to settle down he asked?" "Well "and at this point he went a bit quiet. "Tell me "Aman said as his friend was very secretive now days. "I don't know if I should tell you" he said. "Why not?" "Well as you can be...Well you know!" "What can I be?" "Well Bloody judgmental." "What do you mean", he cried and Talib gave him a few examples and he laughed saying "Yes Yes you are right, but I am desperate as I am unable to cope with this lazy boy."　

"OK" he said and took a deep breathe. "A few years ago you remember Fatin my youngest son , he was crazy and I was at my wits end, well one day a man called Claude came to my shop who was from England." "He was a tall light skinned Mixed Heritage Caribbean Man." "Yes I remember him, he was rich wasn't he?" "Yes this is true he is very rich but now arrogant with it, anyhow I was moaning about Fatin who was 18 at the time and he said let him come and live with me for a while." "I said what and refused, but he said that he would pay me for his services, as he could see that the boy was wild and he would fix him up.　

"I did not agree at first as I could see that he was after my sons big round ass, as he looked at him like man looks at a his woman." He went on to say, "Like I looked at my wife the first time I saw her and my prick was hard in seconds." "Oh I see" said Aman his mind imaging Claude's big thick prick pummelling out the boys big round ass which was like a basket ball and wobbled as he walked and ran to play football and then cumming in his tight hairy asshole" and he grew hard at the thought.

"Any how business was very bad, so I reluctantly agreed and I told Fatin that he had to stay with the man and that he had to do anything he asked to help the family." "He refused of course and I order him to go." "Well he did and when I never heard for him for a month, so I went to the man's Villa to find his fucking my boy in his Ass like a woman." My boys legs were around his waist as Claude pumped his seed into him for an hour and Fatin wailed like a 'bitch in heat' and he was crying for help."

　"What did you do?" Aman asked looking disgusted but was imaging it further which confused him as his dick was rock hard and he moaned softly to himself which did not go a miss by Talib. "I thought I need the money and the boy looked OK to stand up for himself and I left and drove home." What he did not say was that he wanked off for months at the memory of his son being taken like a woman and moaning like a bitch in heat. "My God Man, how could you leave him to suffer like this doing such unnatural things?　

"I know but the Fatin came to visit me the next week and I told him what I had seen and that he could come home if he wanted too. You know what he said to me, "No Papa you need the money and I can put up with Claude fucking my ass with his 11 inch prick, as I get off on it and cry and plead to make him feel like a big man." Besides he gives me lots of money and my freedom to see other women, so its OK."　

"Really how did that work?" Well Fatin went out and fucked women and came back and was fucked in the ass by Claude who clothed him and sent him to college and he eventually moved to England with him. "Are they still together?" "No as Claude came back here to live and Fatin married a lovely English Lebanese women and they have a young family now." "Wasn't he affect by all of the deep ass fucking?" "Yes and he still has affairs with men but Hey that's life." " Claude still send me money as does Fatin and my family benefit from it, so its a good situation Yes?"

"Well I could never do that too my son" Aman stated and Talib shrugged and was direct and looked at him in the eye and said slowly and loudly, "When you are desperate Aman, you do what you have to do" he said as he now regretted telling Aman his beloved son's story as he was a gossip and he was panicking with his blabbing to the community as this would bring him shame.　

He left the shop and they avoided seeing each other for few weeks. In that time Rashad really played up and his Dad was desperate and at his wits end as the police had called on him on several occasions as his son was getting into more and more trouble, smoking drugs and drinking alcohol and wanted to fight him in his own house, so at his wits end and felling really stressed, he went to see Talib to apologize regarding his earlier judgmental attitude.　

Talib hugged him and said "you are my good friend and I hate falling out with you, let us have some tea." They did and the subject of his son Rashad came up and Talib said, "look Claude friend is visiting a guy called Garrad, would you like to meet him." "Yes" he said. The next day a tall black man came to visit him and was making some polite conversation in perfect French and was very direct as Talib had explained the situation to him. He said "I will help you, tell me about your son's bad behaviour" and he did leaving nothing out.　

"Show me a picture of your son" and Aman produced a recent picture and Garrad had to hold his excitement down and pretended to study the picture but was excited and hard in an instant imaging fucking this insolent out of control boy in his tight hairy ass. This was not wasted on Talib who saw right through this and knew that once the black man got his hands on Rashad, that the boy would not walk straight for a week as he would take his Ass Pussy as soon as he could as he was practically drooling over the picture and he could see that his big prick was hard.

He was right. as soon as Rashad bounded in fresh and slight sweating fresh from the gym, he was wearing a pair of butt hugging white gym pants which left nothing to the imagination. He also wore a tight vest and his muscle tits were popping out of them, He bent down to put his gym bag down and his ass cheeks stretched and strained against the thin material and as he was wearing a black jock strap, that and his dark curly ass pussy hairs were clearly visible and Garrad had to catch his breath.　.

Gerrard was eyes were glued to him and he was doing his best to pretend not to be overly interested and he was suddenly perspiring although it was not to warm a day. This was not lost on the two fathers watching him closer than he realized. Aman called Rashad over and introduced him to Garrad, but the boy was rude and disrespectful and looked with the Black man with contempt and barely said hello to him and left the room saying he was late to met his friends.　

His father was embarrassed and angry but Garrad reassured him, that it was OK and that he would teach the boy to improve his attitude in no time. He did not say how but both of the older guys had some idea which they imaged and counted their blessing that the boy would taken to task. Talib more so as his was economical with the hard sexual acts that Fatin actually had to endure.　

Which included the hard daily spanking, the endless enemas to ensure that he was fully clean, the cock sucking, the cum eating, the eating of his sons ass pussy for hours leaving his trembling and his also having to rim Claude for hours. Fatin had numerous sized butt plugs inserted in his ass and some were large and uncomfortable. When they were pulled out by the man, he then had to endure hours and hours of hard ass fucking in all positions that stretched his boy ass cunt, out so that his pussy constantly gaped and leak the big loads constantly unloaded inside him.

Also he had to service Claude all day and night and keep himself greased up so that as soon as the man walked in and he wanted a hard quick brutal fuck, Fatin would bend over and touching his toes would be banged out for behind, not moving an inch and being held in place while Claude entered, exited and re-entered him full length and the hard guttural fucking left the boys farting loudly which made him blush and embarrassed him no end and the man laughed at him seeing his panicking face.

　His hair was grown and was pulled back as he was fucked, he was fully shaved and the he was naturally hairy. the growing hair itched him like hell and he was not given anything to resolve this and he itched as he was pummelled out begging for relief. The Boy endured all of this for his family and could not let them down and his father was forever grateful for him and look how he turned out now a credit to his family and he beamed.

Later on Garrad inquired "Where is your son?" Rashad came in and the man re introduced himself and he could barely control himself as he was immediately smitten with the lad. "Wow he's really something" and he was not wrong as the boys dark hair, hazel eyes and fit body was a dream. Garrad could not wait to be inside him and vowed to give Aman anything he asked for and Talib was well away of the ordeal that that cheeky rude son would have to endure. and smiled saying this naughty rude young man deserves it as it did my son the world of good".

　Garrard visited everyday for a month and kept on running into Rashad and after a while, the boy dropped his attitude and became more comfortable with the man and with his Father encouragement agreed to move in with him to help him with his business. He arrived at his villa set in secluded area and straight away was order to take shower and did so. He came out and was presented with some clothes which were too small and show off his gym tone body perfectly.　

Gerrard kept on touching him pinching his tits, squeezing his arms, touching his ass and stroking Rashid all over and he was becoming more uncomfortable with this behaviour. However the man continued to openly molest him and laughed when he protested. He hugged him and his hands were right inside his shorts and his fat finger breached his tight asshole tickling his curly ass pussy hairs and he squealed and was getting more and more worried and was chewing his lips in fear.　

He was told that he had to sleep in the same bed and the man insisted that he sleep naked and that he had to shower regularly so that he was squeaky clean. He was given some alcohol and felt a bit weird and said "I have to lie down and he was taken upstairs." Garrad hand and mouth were all over him and he protested loudly. He was pushed on the bed and Garrard hands were very busy and the Rashad was getting more and more upset. So the man said "I am only teasing you relax and think of how you can help your father as you have been a very rude and disrespectful son" and he fell asleep.

The next day he woke up and Garrad was a nice as pie and he relaxed but the man started to do the same as the day before and his hand were getting more and more bold and he kept on touching him, pinching his tits, squeezing his arms, practically fingering his ass and stroking Rashad's dick which grew semi hard and he was confused at this and protested "this is not right I am not a woman" and he was becoming more uncomfortable and upset. Again he was told that he was a very rude and disrespectful son and he should be think about the effect that his actions were having on his family.　

Rashad was ashamed to hear this and felt Garrard dick against his ass and he could not stop his hands reaching for his hole which was covered in black curly pussy ass hairs. The man's fat fingers touched his sphincter which jumped against him and was opening and closing with each breath. "No No No" the boy said protesting loudly. "Yes Yes Yes" the man said and pulled him towards him and as he had already greased his dick and lubricated the boys hot jumping twat, it breached the boys hole in an instant. "No" he struggled to stunned to speak. "Yes you little disrespectful whore" the man hissed in his ear tonguing it as he spat the words out.　

You rude disrespectful son and treating your father so bad. Also bringing police to the house and shaming him in front of the neighbours, as well as treating his important guests so rudely, you are a fucking disgrace to your family and will be taught a hard lesson in your ass right NOW he shouted. He held the boy down by laying on top of him and put his hand over the boys mouth to quiet him down. 

They struggled and his fingers penetrated the boys hairy sphincter, which tried to snap them off. "Get off me Rashad cried getting more and more frustrated as they struggled, but Garrad was bigger and stronger that than boy and entered his tight ass cunt steadily and despite his protests raped him hard all night long ploughing his big 11 inch cock in and out of the boys twat all night long..　

He manipulated him so that they changed position with his dick staying out of his sweet tight Boi pussy for a few seconds and he sighed. He had not has fucked such a sweet piece of strong tight Boy Cunt before and he came in him multiple times and tossed him about the bed having his way with him again and again. Each time Rashad Cunt felt sweeter to Garrad with every thrust inside of him and the boy felt every cum spurt ejaculating inside him, filling him with shame and frustration being taken this way like a female.

He and his friend had gang banged a few girls like this 'Wolf Pack Style' and he now felt shame at the memory of the women/girls helplessness as they started at them in shame being violated this way and their laughing cruelly at them, often leaving them pregnant and alone to deal with the shame. He felt exactly like they did in lesser way as thankfully it was only this man and not a gang of big cock guys leaving him violated at the side of the road , within an empty building or anywhere they would not be disturbed leaving the victims disorientated.

The man stayed in the boys ass cunt all night and in the morning fucked him again and again and again and fell asleep his dick still inside him. When he eventually arose the boy was gone running back to his father house and he laughed knowing that he would be back for more hard guttural punch fucking, as last night was only a taster for harder times to cum from Rashad as Garrad was Hard Task Master and would eventually break his boy or so he thought.

To be continued..