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Dad’s Basement Part Thirty Five


  As we walked in silence to the set, I couldn’t help but think about the basement, wanting to be in it right now, playing with the other members and Dad. The first meeting of Dax at the house was so misleading, instead of being decent, he was a complete ass hole. Dad’s head was looking down as he walked, I could see the guilt now on his face. 

I reached over and put my hand on his back, a silent gesture of assurance that it was okay. He half faked a smile back at me. We arrived at the set, which looked like a typical teenager’s room. There were other men, naked, standing around waiting, not on us but on Dax.

 “Okay fuckers we had a change of plans.” Dax’s loud voice said from behind us.

 I could see the expressions on the men’s faces as if they were annoyed by this news.

 “Instead of a porn shoot, this is going out live on our site” he said, “And wipe the fucking attitudes off your faces” 

 I didn’t wait for any instructions, I stripped off all my clothes and went on set and got onto the bed. I looked out at the men, the cameramen were slowly getting hard seeing my naked body. 

“Okay Daddy,” Dax said with a smart ass tone, “Get in there and rape that ass” 

Dad quickly stripped off his clothes, I stared at his hairy, muscular body still in awe of how hot Dad was. His cock was slowly getting hard. 

 “I want you to get in there, pin him down and ram your big cock up his ass” Dax said slapping Dad’s ass. 

“Oh and make it hurt, for real” Dax said, “OR ELSE” 

 Camera’s were up and I could see myself in monitors, as well as on their website. The count of how many were watching was quickly climbing. 

Dad moved in and jumped on the bed. He grabbed my arms and twisted me around, then slammed me face down on the bed. My eyes widened. I had never seen him like this. He had a look of hatred on his face and rage in his eyes. 

HIs legs pinned my legs together and held them there. He slammed his body down on my back, knocking the wind out of me. As I tried to catch my breath, he twisted my head to the camera. His hand gripped the back of my neck hard as his other hand lined up his hard cock with my hole. Without saying a word, Dad rammed his cock deep into my hole, fast and hard. I screamed as he pulled out and slammed back into me. 

“Excellent” Dax said as he watched. 

The camera men were moving about getting the fucking from different angles, as the site manager worked to get the three camera views up for all those watching to see. 

Dad had dropped his head behind mine as his hips pumped his cock in and out of my hole. Using his feet he pushed my legs open wide, spreading his with mine. I felt someone get between our legs and knew right away that it was a camera man getting a good close up of my hole stuffed with Dad’s hard cock.

“I’m sorry” Dad softly whispered in my ear. 

The pain was gone and I was enjoying the fuck from Dad, it was a new side of him, I liked it. My cock was hard between me and the mattress, which was squeaking from Dad’s thrusts. I tightened up  my face, as if I was in pain. Shit I was going to give Dax and his perverts a good show. 

Dad grabbed my hair with his fist and pulled my head up some. He released my neck and slid his forearm around my neck, pulling in tight. I could feel him choking me a bit, not cutting off my air supply, but just showing me he was in control. 

I fought the urge to push my ass up to meet his cock as he fucked my hole. I was sure that Dax wanted this to be as realistic as possible. I cried out in pain a few times, instead of moaning in pleasure.

The slapping sound of Dad’s hips hitting my ass, echoed through the warehouse. His cock was rock hard slamming into me, harder and harder. I rolled my eyes up as if he was choking me out, thinking about Garrett, Coach and everyone else at home watching this live, stroking their cocks. 

“Your faggot ass is going to get filled with AIDS” Dad screamed at me.

“No” I said crying a bit. 

I started to think about the saddest thing  I could and the tears began to flow. 

“That’s it faggot, cry! Your life is over” 

He pushed my face down into the mattress as if he was trying to suffocate me. He pulled me back up moment later, I gasp for breath and was soon face down in the mattress again. I could smell the piss and sweat in the fabric. He pulled up and again I gasp for breath, as convincingly as possible.

Dad cock continued to assault my  hole, slamming in and out of it. I really started to panic when I could feel something run down my balls. I knew I didn’t have any cum inside me, not for two weeks and Dad didn’t use any lube or spit as he entered my hole. It was dry. I really started to panic as I thought about blood running down my balls. 

Dad sensed this and put his mouth down by my ear, whispering:

“Relax baby, Daddy will take care of you”

I don’t know how the mics or Dax didn’t pick up his whispering but no one reacted.

“Hope you are ready for death” Dad said.

He slammed his cock deep into me and held me tight. I could feel his cock shoot deep inside me. Dad was grunting, cussing and breathing heavy. He released me head and hair as he pushed himself up, putting his hands on my shoulder blades. He had me pinned this was for a moment and then started to pull out.

“Get a close up on his cock, especially if it’s bloody” Dax ordered. 

Dad’s cock popped out of my hole. He gripped it by the base and held it tight as two camera men zoomed in for a close up of his cock. Cum hung from the piss slit. His cock head and shaft was smeared with a little blood. The other camera man zoomed in on my hole. It was red from the pounding and a small amount of blood. Cum was leaking out.

I watched the whole thing play out in the monitors until they went black. Show was over. 

“It was good, but it could have been better” Dax said. 

I just laid on the bed as Dad stood at my feet.

“Fuck cleaning up, get dressed and get out” Dax said, “I will let you know when you need to be here again” 

I jumped from the bed, pain shot from my hole. I didn’t want to give Dax the satisfaction of seeing me in pain. I quickly redressed and started for the door. The cool night air felt good as I stepped out. I had no idea where Dad was, I didn’t wait for him. 

I was leaning against the passenger side door as Dad exited the warehouse and made his way to the truck. The horn blew twice as he unlocked the door and I went in. Dad got in and started up his truck. 

“I’m sorry” was the only thing said as we drove home. 

I went straight to my room and shut the door. There was a soft knock on the door, followed by Dad saying:

“I’m so sorry son”

I laid down on my bed, plotting. I was going to get Dax, one way or another.

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Grandson plotting revenge on grandpa ..... great twist!    I can't wait to see what you have planned ..... seems like grandpa needs to do something so he can be blackmailed into becoming a slave to the father and son, and the star in some of his own studio's productions.   Unless this was all a ploy the father and grandfather concocted to get the boy to comply with everything until they turn him into the biggest money-making POZ cum-loving slut the studio ever saw .....  hmmmm, a number of possibilities ....... again, I can't wait to find out what you have in mind.

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On ‎20‎.‎07‎.‎2017 at 2:15 AM, pozpuppy said:

 

He bent over, grabbing my chin in his hand, locking his eyes on mine and announced “Your first HIV load, Son.”

Without touching myself I shot my load in the air.  It was washed away with the hot water from the shower. 

"Soon you won’t be shooting neg loads, Boy.”

HOLY FUCK, man! Your stories are so HOT! Love that twisted shit!!! ;)

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Dad’s Basement Part Thirty Six

  I’m must have fallen asleep because when I woke up the house was quiet, but it was still dark outside. I stripped naked, then quietly opened my door. The hall was eerie quiet and dark. I slowly made my way down to Dad’s room. As I got closer, I could hear him softly snoring. His door was wide open. I stopped and stood motionless in the doorway, just watching Dad sleep. 
He was just barely covered by a white sheet.

  His hairy muscular chest, rose and fell with each breathe he too. A big mound, just under the edge of the sheet, indicated his cock and balls. He was soft, but it was still erotic seeing the mound. 

  I quietly, but quickly moved to his bed. Gently I lifted the sheet and climbed in, sliding next to his body. He stirred a little causing me to freeze. I slid my hand under the sheet and wrapped my fingers around his cock. Still asleep he quietly moaned.

    “Daddy I need it” I whispered in his ear.

  He mumbled something I didn’t understand.

    “Daddy, I need your cock bad”

  He still didn’t wake. I moved my face closer and could smell the Scotch on his breathe. His cock was slowly growing in my fist.

   “Slide your cock into my boy pussy”

  His hips were moving slightly, fucking my hand.

   “It’s so empty without you inside me”

   “Can’t, hurt you” he mumbled.

    I turned my ass towards him, reached back and put his fingers near my crack. They soon were rubbing up and down my crack.

  “Mmmm boy pussy”

  “Yes Daddy, my boy pussy needs your hard Daddy dick”

  “Mmmmmm”

 “Please Daddy, please”

  He flipped on his side, his cock was rock hard. I aimed it towards my crack, then started to rub it up and down.

  “Your so hard Daddy, slide it in me, pleeeaaasse”

  He pulled me in closer, which caused his cock to press against my hole. I spit in my hand, reached back, and rubbed it on my hole. 

  “Fill me Daddy, fill me with your cock”

 He slowly pushed forward, his cock head pressed hard against my hole. I pushed out and his head popped in. I bit my lip to keep from crying out from the pain. Taking a deep breathe, I pushed back, swallowing his hard cock with my hole.

  “Oh Daddy, I love your big cock feels good in my hole”

  “Oh son!”

  I felt more pain as his hard cock stretched my hole open. I didn’t stop I kept sliding back on it.
Dad moved in closer and I could feel his breathe on my next.

  “Daddy, fuck my hole”

  He slowly moved his cock out until his head was just inside. He pushed back in slowly. I moaned through the pain that shot through my body. 

  “We don’t have to, son”

  “I want to Daddy”

  “If you are sure”

  “Fuck me Daddy, fuck me like you did earlier”

  He pulled out quickly, reached around and put his hand at my throat, squeezed as he slammed back into my hole. My cock jumped as he slammed in. I grunted loudly as he continued to pull out and slam in.

  “That’s it Daddy, rough fuck my hole” I yelled

  “Daddy is going to rip you open boy!”

  His fingers tightened more around my throat, as his cock slammed in and out of my hole. I could feel my hard cock bouncing, hitting my stomach and leaving pre-cum. The pain was quickly turning to pleasure. 

  Daddy pushed the sheet off us and lifted my leg high. I could see in the mirror of the dresser that was across from the foot of the bed, Daddy’s big cock quickly moving in and out. His balls were moving up and down in his sac as he pumped my hole. 

  “I need your big thick toxic load Daddy”

  “You are going to get it boy”

  “Seed me deep Daddy”

  “Oh fuck buddy”

  He pulled his hand off my throat. His arm slid under me, the wrapped around putting me in a choke hold. He now free hand slapped my ass hard. I jumped. He grunted loudly as he thrusted into my hole. 

  “You sure you want Daddy to dump his load into you”

  “Yes Daddy, recharge me”

  He pumped fast and faster, squeezing my throat tighter. I felt a bit panicked as he tightened his forearm against my throat. I started to breathe shallow, quick breaths. He pushed deeper and deeper with each thrust. 

  “Can’t hold it son, you going to get my poz load” 

  He rammed in deep into me, pressing his hairy crotch and hips against my ass. 

  “Take it son, recharging your strain!”

  His cock twitched, as my hole tightened and pulsed as I shot my load without even touching my cock. He released my throat as we finished shooting our loads. 

  “Damn son, you know how to work Daddy up”

  “I know Daddy”

  His cock slowly slid out as he softened. 

  “You’re really into rough sex huh boy”

  “Yeah, a little”

  “Let’s not let Dax know, he will exploit that”

  “I’m going to get him some how, some way”

  “I don’t know how we can get away from him”

  “I’m working on something, maybe with the help of Garrett’s cop friend we can”

  “We have to be careful”

  “Yeah I don’t want you in trouble”

  “Let’s get some sleep, I will call Doc tomorrow to set up an appointment to check out your boy pussy”

   He wrapped his arms around me, held me tight until we fell asleep, my mind plotting away.

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Dad’s Basement Part Thirty Seven

     Dad was up and out of bed before I even woke. I found him sitting naked in the kitchen drinking his morning joe. 

  “Need some cream for that” I asked him.

  “I’m good, black is better” 

  “I heard that too” I said, “we need to try”

  “Already called Doc, he wants to see you at one, don’t worry I will take you”

  “Okay, but I think I’m okay. Seriously”

  “You’re still going” 

  “Okay, I’ll go, may get the answers I need”

  “Answers?”

  “It’s best you don’t know right now” I said walking away.

   I wanted a shower and Dad’s was the best in the house. I turned on a few heads to warm the room up and stepped under the hot water. It felt good running down my body, warming me as it traveled down. I grabbed the soap and started to wash my smooth skin, moving the soap around and sliding it up my crack. 

  It stung a little as the soapy water ran across my hole. Taking a deep breath I slowly massaged my puffy hole, then slid my finger in. My hole felt like it was on fire, but that sensation quickly subsided. I worked my finger in and out of my hole. My cock responded to the stimulation of my hole, growing hard under the hot water.

  “Nothing gets Daddy hard, then watching my sexy boy finger fucking his pussy”

  I spread my feet wider and bent over, sliding another finger into my hole. No shame putting a show on for Dad.

  “That’s it son, finger that pussy”

  “Your cock would feel better Dad. Got to make sure there is a load for Doc to discover”

  “Why don’t you slip your boy dick up Daddy’s hairy cunt”

  As Dad walked to the shower, I pulled my fingers from my ass, expecting to see blood but they were clean. I grabbed the soap and started to lather up my cock. Dad backed up to me and bent over.

  “Fuck me son” he said.

  I lined up my hole and rammed in. He pushed back and I popped in. I pushed in driving deep. Dad tried to pull off my cock, but I grabbed him and pulled back.

 “Damn son, take it easy on your old man”

 “Shut up and take it bitch” I said getting more aggressive with him.

 I started to pull out, then ram into his hole. Dad took some deep breathes as I rough fucked his hole. I could feel my balls swinging as I pumped his hairy hole. I was grunting loudly as I rammed my cock into his hole. 

  Dad had braced himself by putting both hands on the tile wall in front of him. His clock was swinging back and forth between his legs. I was fucking his ass hard and fast, jack rabbiting his hole. 

  “Not going to last much longer bitch” I said smacking his hairy ass. 

   I pushed in hard and shot. My cum load felt huge. My cock twitched at least a dozen times. 
I collapsed onto Dad’s back, breathing heavy. 

  “Shit Dad, I needed that”

  “Feels like you flooded my hole”

  “It was a big load, haven’t shot that big in a long time”

  “But what was with calling me a bitch”

  “Payback” I said laughing.

  “Guess I deserved it”

  “Let’s clean up and head to Doc’s place”

  I pulled out of his hole and we soaped each other up, teasing one another. We stayed in the shower longer than we should have and had to rush to get dressed and head over to Doc’s. I had never been there before. 

  Once in the driveway, Dad pointed to a set of stairs on the right of the garage door. They went down to the basement. My cock grew in my shorts, thinking about our basement and wondering if his was like ours. 

  Dad slapped my shoulder, bringing me out of my fantasy and telling me it was time to get out and head in. 

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