It was a long drive home after that, I had to stop and pick up up dinner, while balancing calls between my mother and brother. Stephen didn"t ask much of his son though, just have the house clean, and homework done. Lately however, it had been a completely different story he"d noticed. He"d scream and yell at his son, even kicked him out a few times. But his son, just wouldn"t learn, and Stephen just grew so enraged, and being sexually deprived, wasn"t helping anything. When he got home, he walked through the door with pizza, the house was a complete mess. Clothes everywhere, dirty dishes, not even a suitable place to set down the pizza. And there was my 18 yo son, making out with some random chick on the couch. "Get the fuck out, now." Stephen spoke loudly, and they immediately recongized his presence.

His son had his pants undone, and the girls hand down in them. The girl was so embarassed, she didn"t even think, but quickly complied, running out the door. I was so pissed at that moment, I knew what my body was doing and saying, but it was like I wasn"t in control. Like I was merely a observer of what happened next. Stephen tossed the pizza down on the table, making a slamming noise, as he practically ripped off his suit jacket. For being a man in his mid-fourty"s, Stephen had quite the nice physique, it was obvious by his masculine and muscular physique, that he"d worked out. "I don"t get to fucking have sex, and you can"t even fucking clean the house, and you think I"m gonna let you fucking have it!?" I yelled out loudly, as I approached my son and grabbed him by the wrist dragging him up from the couch. "Dad, what the fuck are you doing old man!? Get your hands off me!" My son yelled. And without thinking, the first thing I said was. "Or what? You"ll tell your mother? Guess what, she"s fucking gone."

"This is my house, and these are my rules damn it. You"re gonna respect and follow them." I was practically snarling at him when those words came from my mouth. It was something completely knew to me, if I had any control, I would of talked myself out of it, but I was too curious to even try and stop myself. "Well, I"ll get the fuck out of your house then. Mom wouldn"t fucking yell like that!" He shouted back, and before I knew it, my fist had came into contact with his smooth cheek. Sending him toppling backwards, and face-first down, half way off the couch. It was then that I noticed, just how much of his mother"s build he had. He wasn"t manly at all, His form had little to no muscle, and was very curvacious. He even had a bit of long dark black hair. I heard slight tears coming from him, from the pain, but didn"t care. He had to learn his lesson. "No, we aren"t playing that game again! You leave and then come back in a few days. Today, I"m ending it. And you"re gonna learn not to talk back, again!" I shouted at him, not sure even what I would do, but my body was moving on its own. Like I was completely out of control.

Before I knew it, one of my hands was on his back, holding him face down against the couch. He was flailing a bit, not sure what I was doing, and this only increased when he felt my hand pulling down his pants and boxers. His young, six and a half inch cock springing out against the couch. And that tiny excuse of a sack, following. I thought he was still hard from that chick, was all, but didn"t care. It was about his lesson. My large, experienced fingers, probed against his two cheeks. Feeling the soft hairlessness of them, it was such a natural hairlessness he must of gotten it from his mother. My masculine hand, trailed along those cheeks, groping them friskily, and it wasn"t long before I found my own buldging cock begging to be freed from my pants. And as if on tune, my hand moved to my pants and let it loose, that large, meaty, eight inch long erect cock of mine. Pre was already dripping down from the head. I took my finger and smeared it with some of the pre, and got it nice and wet, before putting it inbetween those two cheeks, up against my sons virgin, pink pucker.

The finger forced its way inside, making its way past that ring of muscle with ease due to my pre. And my son screamed out in pain. "Aahhh! Dad! That-- It hurts! Stop!" He was of plenty age to experience the consequences of his actions though, having turned eighteen months ago. My thick, meaty finger, pushed its self around, inside that little orifice. The lewd sloppy sounds of it being moved in and out of that tender little ass filled the room, as my sons moans came with in due time. He was actually liking this, and it was apparent by the pre that was dribbling down his cock. He"d been waiting forever to be held down by his "daddy" and had my meaty cock forced upon him. My instincts had finally acted on it, cause I was too blind to see it. As if control was returned to me, I now could really feel the warm insides, clamping around my finger like a vice. Convulsing around it and trying to pull it into his ass farther.

Now that I was back in control and had had my little epiphany, I knew what I had to do to get my son to be in his place. My finger popped out of his little ass, and soon enough, my cock"s head was in its place. Right up against that ring of muscle that had been loosened. It"s thick, meaty, pink, mushroom head, penetrated past the ring of muscle, stretching out those tender walls and bring a scream of pain and pleasure both from my son"s voice. His face was flushed pink, and he even had a bit of drool running down his chin from the sheer ecstasy of having my cock in him. I groaned out slightly in pleasure, as I forced myself farther inside that tight, little, virgin ass. Forcing those walls far apart, with my meaty cock between them, until it started to retract, which even caused a whimper of sadness to come from my son. However, it wasn"t long-lived, due to the immediate thrust back inside his tight little ass. My thick cock was swift with its pumps that started to move in and out. My son moaned like a bitch in heat, and I could feel him scraping his cheeks against my legs, every time I thrusted and sheathed my cock all the way inside of him. My balls slapping against his tiny sack, and showing them just what a real mans were like. It wasn"t long until my son, started to launch cum all over the couch and his own chest. Moans fleeing from him still, as I mercilessly stole away his anal virginity. My hand moved up and I grabbed hold of his hair, pulling it back as I wanted to look at his flustered, red and teary face. "Heh. Beg daddy to cum up that little ass. Beg him to fill up your sweet rear end." I said to him, putting him even farther into his place.

He appeared to be struggling for the words I had wanted to hear him speak, so I pulled tighter on his hair, and pumped harder. My cock was convulsing rapidly deep in his little ass. Hitting his prostate every single time, and he let out spurts of cum almost every other time that I pumped. "D-D-Daddy.. Pl-Please.. W-Will you cum up my ass..I n-need it, daddy.. I n-need your c-cum up there.. Pl-Please?" He managed to stumble out, as I smirked, and kept my tight grip on that sandy blond hair of his. There were tears still welled up in the corner"s of his baby blue eyes, as he stared back at me when he begged. "Heh. That"s more like it." I said, as I groaned out heavily, burying my cock as far into his tight little ass as I could make it go. Then, my cum erupted from cock in several large spurts as I grunted and groaned out in pleasure. Moans escaping fervently from my son, as it was obviously he could feel that hot liquid, lacing his insides. I felt overwhelmed with power and dominance, as I kept myself buried into my son"s tight little ass, though, it was only a matter of seconds before his body fell limp, and he had passed out from the sheer ecstasy. I laughed a bit and picked his little ass up, after pulling my cock from him, and took him upstairs to his room. Setting him down on his fuuton, before heading back downstairs, and eating a few piece of pizza, before falling asleep on the couch after putting a sheet on. I had my own bed, and room yeah. But, I had just made a new memorie here and plenty of old ones with his mother. So, it was just easier for me here..

That"s the end of part one. Hope you enjoyed.