Saturday (The next morning)……

The incessant buzzing of his annoying alarm clock once again greeted Pj D’caht as he slowly wok up from his pleasant nights sleep. As he stirred and began coming to the first few moments of consciousness were pleasant his mind still fuzzy from sleep. But as he yawned and sat up memories of what had happened to him the previous night came flooding back to him like a hard slap in the face.

Clutching his head he curled into a fetal position. “Oh this is bad, bad, bad, bad, bad!” The young man bemoaned. “Wait… maybe it didn’t happen.” Sitting back up strait Pj let his eyes travel around his small room searching for the items he had bought yesterday. Happily both of the dirty things were no where to be found. Meaning that maybe he had dream the whole sick episode. “Oh, Thank god it was only a- AHHHH!” A sharp pain went through the boy’s body instantly telling him that, no what had happened was no dream. “Crud.”

The acrid fog of dread only intensified when a loud bellowing of “Boy you awake up there!” Came from downstairs. 

(Oh-no dads awake and from the sound of the gruffness in his voice he’s plenty mad. I did nothing but sit there as I heard the heavy footsteps grow ever closer to my small room. This was bad! He has to be absolutely furious about what we did and really I can‘t blame him, I took advantage of him. There’s no way my dad, a strait man would have had sex with me in his right mind. He had to be drunk or delusional or something and thought I was one of his girlfriends. Now that he’s realized what he did he’s going to blame me and do who knows what to me. Is he going to throw me out on the streets, Is he coming up here to kill me, Or is he going to do something worst?)

The door to Pj’s bedroom flew open and in came his father dressed in his robe and slippers. “what the hell is yer fat ass still doing in bed?” Pete demanded. “Ya sick or somethin’?”

Pj sighed a little relieved. His dad was using his usual mean, cranky, vicious tone of voice. Answering the older man. “Um… no sir, I, I‘ feeling ok.”

Pete put both his hands on his hips and leaned down growling at his sons face. “Then why the hell ain’t you downstairs fixing my fuckin’ breakfast yet!”

“I…I’ll get right to it sir!” Pj said jumping to his feet. It was only then that the younger man realized that he was still only half dressed only wearing his white tee-shirt and no pants. Blushing he cupped his privates trying his best to bashfully hide them from his dad’s eye. “S, sorry dad let me get dressed first and I’ll get right to fixing your food.”

“Never you mind that.” Pete snapped pulling his sons hand away from his penis. “I saw more then enough of yer body last night so there‘s no reason you got to be shy. All you need is an apron son.”

‘Crap he didn‘t forget.’ Pj cringed mentally. Out loud he said. “ Are… are you sure sir? It wouldn’t take me long to…”

Pete rolled his eyes as the boy spoke and turned his back to him. “You heard what I said sissy boy.” he said over his shoulder. “Not a stitch of clothin’ on! Just get yer ol’ naked ass downstairs and get ta cook-I-natin’.”

Pj could feel himself begin to sweat. Taking a big gulp of air he mumbled a “Of course sir” and did as he was told pulling off his tee-shirt and following his dad out of his room. The cold draft blowing across his backside as he left the warmth of his room making him shiver as they padded down the stairs.
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A little bit later…

Pj chuckled to himself nervously as he stood there in front of the stove in just an apron and cooked his dad some bacon and eggs. As he scraped and flipped the food in the frying pan he would look over his shoulder every few seconds seeing if he was still being watched. Unlucky for him. Sitting in the living room in his big sluggish boy recliner was his father. Pete had turned the large chair around and was watching his son intently through the kitchens entryway as the boy cooked for him. He was smoking one of his big cigars and mumbling to himself as if trying to think of what to say.

(Man that was an awkward morning if there ever was one. The way my dad was acting was stranger then usual. But giving what had happened between us in the last day and a half… I remember wondering back then what was going through his mind at the time. Was he angry with me? Was he going to send me to some military camp so he didn’t have to bother with me anymore? Oddly enough I got my answer though I would have never expected what came out of his mouth next.)

“You know something son?” Pete began “Ya got a nice ass there.”

Pj cringed at what his father had just said to him. “Ex… excuse me sir.”

“Yer ass… it’s nice.” Pete said again matter-of-factly. He made squeezing motions in the air. “Kinda doughy and it jiggly-nates a little, Just how I like‘um. Going to be a lot of fun doin’ what I got planned.” 

“Um… mind if I ask you what exactly is it you’re going to do?” Pj asked spooning the eggs and bacon onto a plate. He carried the food over to his dad and placed it in front of him handing the older man a spoon. 

The older man took a few bites of his food before deciding to answer his son. “What I’m goin’ ta do?” Pete said around a spoonful of food. “Fuck sakes boy haven’t you figured it out yet? I’m goin’ ta use you to release-ify all of ‘m sex-u-all needs from now on of course.” At Pj’s surprised look he smirked and added. “What!? You think you can have me fuck you like the stallion I am and that be the end of it? Shit no! you opened my eyes to a whole world ‘o’ Poss-a-bill-ities! Why bother kissing up to some greedy bitch when I have an ever willin‘ and ready bitch here ta fuck till they scream.”

“So your not mad at me?” Pj asked a little afraid.

Pete snorted. “What? Hell no.” He said. “Yer a sissy and I guess that’s alright… and iffin my sons going to be a sissy then who better to get it up the ass from then his dear ol’ dad. And your going to get it to. Any time I feel like it understand… yer goin’ ta beg and plead fer more.”

“I…I am!?” Pj asked his excitement getting the better of him. Seeing his fathers satisfied look he lowered his head ashamed. He shouldn’t be happy at the thought of being his fathers’ sex slave. 

“Yer such a queer!” Pete sneered. “Just the though of dick and your fat ass starts ta wigglin‘. Bet yer hard right now.” The older man clutched at Pj’s apron and ripped it off of the stunned boy.  Pj‘s proud but stubby erection stood erect the beginnings of precum forming on the tip. “AH-ha! Knew it!”

“Sorry dad guess I can‘t control it.” Pj muttered.

Pete comically cupped his ear as if trying to hear Pj better. “What was that son?”

Pj lifted his head trying his best to look his dad in the eyes. “I said I can‘t help it sir.” He admitted. “After last night… last night… it was just so good.”

“Ha, not only is my son a sissy but he’s a little slut.” Pete sr. mocked. “Well iffin yer going to talk like a slut then you better get ta actin‘ like one.” The older man tossed the plate he had been eating from off of his lap and opened his robe. To Pj’s shock his dad was completely naked underneath. “Well… get to work! You can have a nice big sausage fer your breakfast.”

Pj looked down at the hardening member before him. Now that mortal fear (For the most part) wasn’t blinding him he got a real good look at the cock which sired him. It was large with a bright red gleaming head that was slicked with oozing precum. His father must have been hard and leaking the whole time he had been watching him. There were also a pair of heavy looking balls under the shaft nestled between two powerful looking thighs. The entire sight mad his mouth water.

“Stop yer gawking and get down there bitch!” Pete growled. Pj instantly snapped out of his daze and fell to his knees crawling over between his fathers’ legs. Giving the older man one last fearful look he lowered his head and began to run his tongue along the large organ. “Fucks sakes boy! My dick ain‘t no ice cream cone boy. Come on do it right like ya did last night.”

Pj stopped his incessant licking and obeyed the larger male immediately it being programmed into his mind and opened his mouth wide taking the shaft before him slowly into his mouth. As he lowered his moist mouth on the pillar of flesh the young man actually hummed in pleasure the taste instantly making him salivate and the slow hiss coming from his senior’s mouth urging him on. 

The instant that, his sons sucking maw surrounded his cock Pete was in heaven. The boy was actually good for something after all. Leaning back Pete began to massage the boys head urging him to keep going. “Fuck yer doin’ good boy.” he remarked. “Bet I could loan you out to some of my ol’ war buddies and make a fortune.” 

Pj backed away Pete’s cock slipping from his mouth as he did. Thinking that his son was about to complain about is little half-joke Pete began to speak but the words died on his lips as his son began to nibble and play with his balls. “Hoo-wee that sure is nice. Yer really getting’ inta it now ain’t you son.” ‘

“Yeah I am dad. “

Pete smirked and leaned back. ‘This is wonderful’ He thought as his son worked on him. ‘The boy is pracka-tilly worshiping m’ meat.’ The older male was about to close his eyes and relax fully when he felt the boy move even lower lifting his ball sack slightly and moving on to the area between his balls and ass hole. “Hey, Hey now stop right there boy!!”

Pj instantly backed away sitting on his haunches and looking up at his father. “What? What did I do wrong!?”

“My ass is a no go zone.” Pete growled. “GOT IT!!”

“Ah….of course dad sorry.” Pj said

Pete leaned forward and slapped the back of his sons head. “I guess I can let it go this once but don’t let it happen again.” He leaned back again arms supporting his head and grinned at the sight of his now wet cock shining obscenely in the rooms dim light. “Well now ain’t that a glorious sight! You know since you seem so interested in asses boy how about we do something with this here cock’o’mine. You got any idea what I’m talking’ about son?” He asked.

Staring at the same site Pj sighed. “I… think I do sir.”

“Tell me.”

Pj looked up at his father. He had a smug overly satisfied look on his face which drained any self-confidence the younger man might have had. “You, you could… could…”

“-SAY IT!” Pete roared. “BEG FOR IT! I wanna hear how much of a whore my dear baby boy is!”

Pj squeaked. “Please fuck me sir!”

“I’m not convinced.”

Pj opened his mouth to start begging but then realized that he needed to do better. Standing up quickly Pj gave his dad a shy smile and turned around bending over slightly while he pried his ass cheeks apart exposing his hole to his father‘s eyes. “Please dad fuck me.” He said meekly. “I need you inside me sir.”

Pete could actually hear is heartbeat in his ear when his son offered himself to him so submissively. The sight of his boy splitting his ass and showing him where he wanted to be fucked was surprisingly, for him a “strait man” a major turn on. In fact he had never been so horny this whole situation was so new and erotic to him. The slut wanted it good and hard and wasn’t going to make him work one bit for it. “Fuck, you really want this dick up inside yer fat ass? “ Pete chuckled. 

“Yes sir.“ Pj whined. The younger man felt this was no time for teasing. He needed to be penetrated and he needed it now. 

“Then come on closer boy and let yer daddy give you what yer beggin‘ fer.” Pete placed on of his hands on Pj’s hip and aimed his dick strait up with the other one. Using very little strength he pulled the boy’s backside closer to his throbbing penis. After a few agonizing seconds the leaking tip hit the bull’s-eye and sank inside after a very, very brief bit of resistance. Pj let out a low mewling sound as he was entered and wiggled his hips. “Well what do you know the boys a squirmer!” Pete declared as he entered his boy. Deciding that he couldn’t wait any longer the large man tightened his grip and rammed his son downward hard letting out a joyous growl as they were fully bounded. 

Pj had let out a muffled grunt when his father had hilted himself but didn’t voice any other objections. He just stood there bent over trying to control his breathing as his dad began to move inside of him. Pete was in no way gentle as he held onto his sons hips lifting and lowering him on his manhood. As he fucked the willing younger man in his lap he looked down to where they were connected watching with perverse glee as his cock slid in and out of his son’s tight channel. “Dam yer tight, almost like you was a virgin or something.” Pete said as he trusted. “Though we both know that ain’t true no more. You enjoying this boy?”

“Yes I am sir!” Pj moaned. “Fuck yes sir!!”

“He-he well ain’t you got a little potty mouth on you slut.” Pete remarked. “Wonder iffin I can get you cursing up a storm by doing this…” The older male reached around his son and took hold of his nipples and painfully twisted them. He knew that some women like this and wondered if his son would to. 

To Pete’s great pleasure he did Pj moan again and leaned back against his father a letting out a slow strangled sigh of “Dad.” as he wiggled his hips. 

“That’s right it yer daddy’s doing this to ya! his fat cock id up inside of ya poundin’ away while his hands squeeze them big boy boobs of yers. And yer lovin’ every ever lovin’ minute of it ain’t ya, you big fat slut. But ya’know I’m gettin’ a little tired here how ’bout you do some work and go about grind-i-rating on that rod of pleasure in your ass.”

“Oh god yes sir!” Pj began to grind as hard as he could on his father twisting his hips right and left trying his best to find just that right angle that would give him even more pleasure. Then there were the hands on his chest pinching and groping him and the filthy things being huffed in his ears. Pj himself wasn‘t being quiet as he was thrust up into he moaned and screamed. “Oh, sir,” “Fuck sir” “OHHH FUCK YESSSS SIR!” all of these curses slipped through Pj’s mouth as all of the boys senses were being over loaded and he edged ever closer to orgasm.  

“Dam it boy yer goin’ to make me cum if you keep talking like that.” Pete said the older man could feel his orgasm building too. His balls boiling over from the warmth surrounding his dick and the loud sloshing and slapping sounds accompanying their sinful rutting. Finally it was too much for either father or son to control with a twin howls of pleasure they both came Pj’s cum landing on the carpet in front of them and Pete’s spurting up into his son breeding the younger man and leaving the mark of their passions inside of him.

“The lust subsiding and his heart rate returning to normal Pj laughed from the content happiness he was feeling. Smiling he looked over his shoulder at his dad seeing that he to was tired. “Thanks dad, that was so great.” Pj said. “I love y-Omph!” 

Pj heartfelt confession was interrupted when his dad roughly pushed him out of his lap and took out a cigar. “Look boy don’t you be getting all queer with me got it.” He snapped lighting the stogie.

“Getting queer with you?” Pj asked confused. “Dad we just had-Omph” once again the young dog was interrupted this time by the plate of food that his dad had been eating from shoved at his face.

“Look just because I fuck yer fairy ass to high heaven and you got ‘m seed dripping down yer leg don’t mean anything. I’m just enjoyin’ the slut ass offered to me.” Pete sneered. “Nothin’s changed and you got chores to do.”  He shooed Pj away.

“Al…alright dad.” Pj said sadly. He had hoped that them having sex would have meant something more, like a new path in their relationship. Grimly he gathered some of the food that had falling off of the plate and stood up. “Ok sir I’ll get to work then.”

“Dam right you will.” Pete stated. After Pj had taken a few steps the older man coughed. “Um… hey boy how about for lunch you go pick me up a nice big sub or two from ye deli. Never got ta enjoy the ones from yesterday… … and why don’t you go… and get one fer yerself to.”

Pj blinked a few times not believing what he had just heard. “Really? You really mean it.”

Pete didn’t respond to the question just crossed his arms and flipped the television on. “Get those chores done.”

Pete junior couldn’t help the happy smile that crossed his face. Maybe this was the start to something new.

To be continued……………

Next time Pj gets fucked by a football “star”…