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title: 'The Family Business'
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### The Family Business

Date: Thu, 20 Jan 2000 02:12:31 CST
From: Mr. gloryhole JUNKIE <cum2gloryhole@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Family Business (pts 11 & 12)

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The following is based on ACTUAL events in my own REAL life.  I have sucked
and swallowed over 13, 000 cocks'n'cumloads since I first wrapped lips to
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And now onto our story.


THE FAMILY BUSINESS
By Mr. GloryholeJUNKIE (aka: Jack Doegh)


Part XI: The Exchange


Although I was only thirteen, I'd already sucked most every variety of cock
hanging between mens legs.  But, still, dad's cock was startling.  It was
big but that I'd guessed from glimpses of him in the bathroom or just
judging from the hefty bulge inside his Eddie Bauer khakis.  And, of
course, Max had told me he'd also guessed my dad was hung.



But now that I was holding it and tasting it, dad's penis seemed to be the
center of my teenaged universe.  It's not merely that it was long, perhaps
closing in a solid nine inches, and thick, I could barely get my small hand
fully around it's girth, but it just looked menacing.  It thrust solidly
upward and was seemingly fuller of engorging blood than most men's cocks
I'd felt and sucked.  In a sense, it seemed to have a life of it's own.
Like it was looking at me as it approached my young but well-used lips.

Dad stood in the darkened shadows of the living room, slowly milking his
cock and lightly rubbing its head along my lips.  I could almost hear my
heart and his in nervous competition as we both knew that what was
happening would forever alter our relationship.

"You like my cock?", he leaned into me and whispered.

I nodded my head afraid to utter a word.  I knew he'd jump down my throat
one way or another but I preferred it to be by utitilizing his penis and
not words.  I kissed the slick slit of his cock to show him how much I
liked his cock.

"You know what that all it, don't you?". he asked quietly. His demeanor
seemed to soften as he became fascinated with my lips on his penis.

I must have looked up at him in a quizzical fashion.  `Sure I know what it
is.a cock', I thought to myself.

Dad leaned in real close to my left ear as if afraid the neighbors or the
couch might hear and said, "that's precum.you're tasting your daddy's
precum."  His voice was a whisper which almost lost its breath.  I knew his
heart was beating vigorously and almost thought I saw his t-shirt jump out
a bit.

I lapped up all the precum he was oozing.  "Yeah, eat it all, son", he
whispered. He milked his long shaft again producing even more amber sap.

"You know what's in there", he muttered. "There's some sperm in that.I'm
putting some of my sperm into your mouth."

I lapped it up and more coated my lips and stuck like a string of honey to
my chin.  "You're a good boy eating it.even though you're nothing but a
cumpig now", dad added.  "Now you'll always know you're nothing but a
cumpig since you're such a slut as to eat your own father's sperm."

Dad's voice was a whisper but well modulated.  He spoke almost as if in a
trance.  It was sensual but scared me.

"Dad, I.I.", I tried to break the strange tension between us.



"SHUT UP, YOU BABY CUMPIG", dad ferociously interjected. "I TOLD YOU TO
SHUT YOUR MOUTH."

"I'm sorry, dad.", I trembled but still kept hold of dad's heavy ball sack.

"Your mouth is for ONE thing from now on," dad stated. "I don't want to
hear any more words from you tonight.  Understand?"

I nodded.

"Good.", he said. "by your outrageous display this afternoon and the
perverted thing you're doing right now, I know what you're all about."

Dad milked up another string of precum and told me to open my mouth wide.
"That's it.open it wide open.WIDER.now stick out your little tongue.yeah,
that's right.just like that.like a baby chick."  He rested his mushroom
head onto my tongue and let the oozing precum pump onto it.

"Eating sperm.", he whispered. "That's what your baby mouth is for."

I tasted his sweet precum and had to swallow as it trickled down my throat.

Dad lifted his t-shirt up to expose a muscled torso.  He worked out several
times a week and although he didn't have a gym-body, his natural physique
was well-sculpted and brawny.  Dad's chest and stomach were coated in
black-brown hairs. Through the hair I traced his abs with my eyes.  Despite
all the cocks I'd sucked, I'd actually seen very few chests of adult men.
There was the man in the alley and now dad.  Seeing the way his torso was
built made sense of his enormous erection.  I was learning more about adult
bodies and it dawned on me suddenly why all those men who sucked my teenage
dick thought it was big.  It was pretty big, especially compared to any
other kid's dick at school but it must have appeared huge in contrast to my
wiry 13 year old physique.

"Feel that on your tongue?", dad asked.

I nodded with my mouth wide open.

"That's parental juices," he muttered with a lascivious grin. "You're
getting a taste of what went into your mother's pussy.made he cunt all
slick and wet for my cock.and now it's making your mouth all slick and
wet.again for my cock"

Dad slapped my tongue with his large meat. " I'm gunna fuck my son's throat
like I fucked your mother's cunt.use it like a cunt.maybe shoot my sperm
into it, too", he whispered and laughed.


I was nervous and tired but also hungry for my dad to fuck my throat.  I'd
learned to love that feeling.  Some men liked their cocks sucked on
especially the head and undershaft but then there were other men who liked
to use my mouth to fuck deep.  Some of those men were hung like dad but I
was glad they'd taught me how to swallow an adult's erect penis.  Maybe dad
would yell if I made my throat open to him and he enjoyed fucking it.

"See this?", dad asked, pulling his cock off my tongue and standing erect
before me.  He held his cock at the base and wagged it a few times. "See
this big thing?", he said, "Look at my cock.this has made sluts.FEMALE
sluts.scream.some can't take it all up their cunts.some say its too thick
to suck."

Dad held his meat and displayed it as though it were a trophy.  "Nine
inches, six centimeters is what your old man's got here." Again he leaned
into my ear, "And it's never once been in a little kid before .let alone my
own son."

Dad stood again and put his sausage fingers roughly into my mouth, "So that
should show you what a cumpig little boy you are.getting your own father to
put his penis in your mouth."  Dad seemed disgusted and more turned on than
ever.

"I'm going to have sexual intercourse in your mouth now", dad flatly
stated.  "Get on your knees like the cumpig you are, son"

I feel to my knees. Holding back tears of tension.

Dad laughed out loud. "Ha, so that's what you look like to dozens and
dozens.how many has it been?  50?  100? More than 100 horny men see you
like that.my little eighth- grader on his knees to service their cock?"

Dad stepped forward and slapped his hefty cock all about my face.  The
solid thudding on my face sounded like he could crack my jawbone with his
fierce erection.

"One more cock.that call the cocks you suck on TRADE.now I'm your trade,
kid.be of use to your old man.", and with that, dad thrust his erection
between my soft lips.  I fell back with the power of his action.  Dad
laughed but barked, "Get up, cumpig.you're useless to my cock like that!"

I picked myself up and knelt again before my father's 6'3" frame.  His
lurid grin seemed 5 miles up in the sky as my mouth was at perfect fucking
level to his pulsing penis.

Again, dad thrust his erection into my oral cavity.  I could feel my face
stretch taut as my mouth strained to accommodate his huge sexual organ.

Without holding my head or even touching me, dad fucked more and more of
his cock into me.  I opened wide and felt several inches fill my mouth.
Dad was bashing my youthful tonsils with every thrust.


"Maaaan.you are a cumpig.", dad murmered.  "Maaaan.someone's opened this
throat.but good.take it..shit..hot fucking mouth hole."

Dad stood with his hands on his hips and threw back his head.  He was going
to enjoy the professional blow job his little boy was able to provide.

He looked down again and pushed his hips in a lurid fashion, trying to get
every centimeter of his erection into me.  "Most woman can't even do
that.", he said with a mixture of fascination and lust. "You have been
sucking a LOT of cocks, haven't you son?"

I nodded and as I did, I choked.  Dad just laughed and said, "Wait till I
blow a load in you.!"

A few more thrusts and I felt dad's nuts begin to rise.  I knew that's what
happened to men when they were about to ejaculate.  And sure enough dad
looked down at me and grinned.  "Oh.maaaaan..oh, fuck..this is
it..I.I.I.fuuuck.I'm going to shoot into my own..maaaaan..my own kid's
mouth..aaaaRRRRRRRGGGGGGG..OOOOOOOOMAAAAAAAAAANNN EATT IT FUCKING.MAAAN
CUMPIG!!!!!!!"

I tried to swallow but all of dad's forcefulness caused me to gag and his
sperm shot down my throat, into my mouth and coated my chin and neck.  I
was drenched in my own fathers semen.

There was a still silence in the room punctuated only by my coughing and a
sleazy slurping sound as I tried to eat up all the sperm I could collect
off my chin.

Dad just stood there.  His muscled, hairy chest was wet with sweat, his
meaty dick wet with my teen saliva.  His caught his breath and then looked
at me and stared.  He said nothing at first; just stared.

"Get up", he stated.  "Sit on that chair there", he said pointing to the
leather chair.

He looked around and spotted his underwear on the floor.  He bent down,
picked them up and slipped them back on over his massive though now flaccid
penis. He then found his t-shirt and patted his sweaty torso dry with it.
Then he threw it onto the couch.

The silence was killing me.  I sat in the chair, wiping streaks of dad's
semen from my chest and arm where I found it.  I ate a large glob which
clung to my wrist.

Seeing that, Dad smirked, "You do love cum, you fucking whore."



Then something amazing happened.  Dad stepped up next to me, tousled my
hair and laughed again.  "My son, the cumpig.man, has there been a luckier
man ever born?"



Part XII: The Agreement

I was startled to see dad suddenly so relaxed and jovial.  It was as though
the blow job I'd given made a new made out of him.  But that was merely a
na�ve eighth-grader's take on life.

The reality of the situation was more complex and planned than I'd been led
to believe.

"I scared you there, didn't I son?", had laughed.  "You thought I was going
to bash your skull in or toss you out a window, didn't you?"

I was stunned and didn't know what to say.  Was dad still playing with my
mind.

"Come with me ", dad said, grabbing my shoulder.  He led me down the
elegant corridor to the main guest bathroom.  Flipping on the harsh lights,
I spotted myself in the mirror and felt a sudden shudder of shame awash me.
Even though I'd been eating jizz from tons of men, here I was exposed
within halogen light with my dad looking at me.

But instead of berating or teasing me, dad became quite gentle.  "Sit over
there.", he said pointing at the toilet.  The lid was down and I sat upon
it that way.  Dad grabbed a wash cloth and ran it under warm water.  I
watched his heavy cock moved back and forth in his underwear as he did it.
I had just sucked off my own father.and eaten his sperm!  I closed my eyes
and felt like I'd pass out in upset.

But dad approached smiling.  He took the wet cloth and wiped my neck.  "I
made the mess", he said with a wink, "so I guess I ought to clean it up."
He wiped my neck and moved to my chin then rubbed the cloth across my
skinny chest.  "There.not too bad.", he said.

He tossed the cloth onto the counter and turned back to face me.  "Easy
clean up when the cumpig swallows it all."  Dad lightly tapped my face in a
playful manner.

"You know my sperm are swimming around in the recesses of your mouth and
trickling down your throat.and a big wad or two is creaming your young
belly", dad stated.

My eyes popped as he said that.  It was so frank and matter-of-fact.  And
it did occur to me that my own father's sperm was now inside my body.  Even
though I'd had many men shoot their sperm into my body, it was all so
different knowing it was my dad's.

"That stuff you ate makes babies.hell, it made YOU!", dad continued. "YOU
were made from that same stuff I just shot into your mouth.  That's what
you ate.
  You ATE your father's sperm.  That makes you a special case.  One I gotta
deal with."  Dad's cock was obviously growing again inside his underwear.

"But I have a problem", dad said. "A big problem. I have a little boy, my
own goddamn kid, who is the biggest cumpig I have ever encountered.  Don't
think I'm stupid.I own a XXX.see them all the time."

Dad began to grope his hardening cock .  He stared at me and at the ceiling
as he spoke.

"You very well may be the biggest slut I've come across.  Oh, you might be
beat by an old man who used to come by a couple of years ago.but for 13,
you're on your way to a record.  And I'd venture to say a WORLD record."

"At what?", I naively interjected.

"CUM EATING!", dad nearly yelled. "What the fuck do you fucking think I'm
talking about?  Is all that cum making you STUPID?"

Dad caught himself and again laughed. "Listen, few adult men do what you're
doing.let alone boys in the eighth grade.I don't know where the fuck you
learned it.I don't want to know."  Dad's cock was throbbing inside his
shorts.  "But for just 13, I know you didn't just learn."

I was crimson and dying as dad spoke.  I just wanted to get to bed to
escape.  But I also stared at dad's erect bulge and knew I wanted.needed
another taste of his big penis.

Dad stood right in front of me, his bulge only a few inches from my nose.
"A little boy doesn't learn to use his throat like the best of pussies
without a whole lot of practice.  And that outrageous display in the
bookstore last night was plain proof that you can no longer continue to
live like this

There was a deadening silence in the room."I don't need a son who is a
sperm hole." Dad cooly stated. "You're the only kid I have ever touched and
that's just because I saw what a cumpig you are."

I started to cry.  I feared dad was going to throw me out.  And I could
never go to London without dad signing papers permitting it.  I was scared
I'd be spending the rest of the night in the street.

As if reading my mind, dad said, "Now before you start thinking I want you
out or to go live with your mother, I have another idea."  Dad took a deep
breath.  "If you ever even breathe a word of what I'm going to suggest to
you, I will have one of the men or MORE

.who work for me.like the man who raped you in the alley last night.take
you out and rip your asscunt and mouth to shreds.  Maybe they can bury you
at Westminster Abbey .next to a poet.with the word `CUMPIG BOY' on your
tombstone.and men from around the world can come by and jack a load onto
the stone."

It was so silly that both dad and I started laughing at that one.  "Okay,"
he laughed, "I wont do anything but you must never repeat what I'm going to
suggest.  You have to promise."

"I PROMISE!", I blurted out.  "I wont ever say anything!"

"Touch me", dad whispered.  He took my hand and placed it on his bulge.
"You like my cock, son?"

I nodded and squeezed it to show just how much I loved his cock.

"Bigger than most men, aren't I son?", he grinned.

I said yes and squeezed him more luridly.

"Although," he continued, "I did catch you with a huge man up your little
boy butt .did he get that horse cock all the way into you?"

Dad apparently was referring to the roadworker who'd come into my glory
hole booth to fuck my ass.  I was mortified.  So dad DID know that man had
put his cock in me!

"I saw he'd shot cum all over but did he get it up in your ass?"

I nodded.

"Good boy!", dad said and tousled my hair again.  "So you'll take on
strangers either way!  Good.good.", dad said thinking of something.  I
continued rubbing his nine hard inches through the cotton fabric.

"Cuz some men like to fuck pussy.even.or especially junior high boy
pussy.", dad said.

"I have never tried it, of course, but I know there's a crop of men willing
to stick their erections into anything tight and warm.", dad pulled his
underwear to his thighs.  "Suck me, son.put your lips on my penis and nurse
like a good little boy."

I started milking my dad's cock again using my mouth.

"I was talking to Max after you left, son", dad said.  My heart sank.  I
didn't want Max to be in any trouble for what we'd done together.


"I know you sucked Max and ate his load too.", dad laughed vigorously, "you
made Max's year.HELL!  You made Max's LIFE!!"

Dad started a slow easy fucking on my mouth.

"He also told me he ate some of your young sperm.I'm glad my son's a
potential stud.well, maybe you're already one.just a bit under-aged." dad
laughed.

"Anyway, Max mentioned you might like to turn your sluttiness to profit."

I looked up at dad and pulled off his penis.

"What?", I asked.

"MAKE MONEY.MOOLAH.GET CASH FOR CUM.", dad stated. "Max told me you were
open to the idea.was he wrong?"

"I don't know.", I said meekly afraid dad was go off on the idea of my
wanting money.

"You know, men PAY you BEFORE they unzip and use your teen mouth.", dad
said.

"It's prostitution.", I interjected, thinking dad would at least be proud
that I knew that would be wrong.

But I was wrong.

"It's called being SMART, son", dad said. "You're acting like total
whore.but your stupid.  These dirty strangers leave with a well-drained
cock and you're left wiping their scum off your chin!  Not being a
cocksucker, I call that a one-sided deal.  Fuck, they can just as easily go
to another mouth for a blow. And then you wont even get their SPERM."

Dad slapped his cock on my lips.  "Make it real wet.", he whispered.

"But there's a way you can get their sperm AND some spending cash.  SHIT,
more than spending cash.would you like that?", dad asked.

I shrugged and pulled my lips off dad.  "I suppose."

"GOOD!" dad said. "Cuz this is what I propose.and it's the part you can
never repeat to a fucking soul.PROMISE!"

"I..I promise, dad", I answered.

"You do what I tell you to do.and Max will help.and I guarantee you any
games you want, a new HDTV in your room, a trip to Disney World AND a
Hummer when you hit 16."

"WOW!", I said. "ALL OF THAT?  HOW?"

Dad smiled, "You ARE my son.just promise to do everything and ANYTHING I or
Max tell you and your sweet little boy butt will be sitting pretty on
cash-mountain."

"What do I have to do?", I asked innocently.  I know Max had explained that
strange men would pay but dad was mentioning pretty big money.

"I can't explain it tonight.", dad said. "But I'll go into everything after
school on Monday.  I'm taking Monday off.just to discuss this with you."

"Okay." I said acceptingly.

"But I don't expect to be any exclusion.", dad added.  "If you agree, I
have to play by the rules, too."

"I don't understand.", I replied.

"If you agree to turn this mouth into a cash machine for us, I think its
only fitting that I pay the toll.", dad said.  "Rule number one: ANY adult
man who wants to cum in you has to PAY you.  AGREE??"

"I agree.", I said smiling.  Cash would be cool.

"GOOD.  Rule number two: They pay you BEFORE they get their cocks inside
you."

"Okay.", I said

"Rule THREE: A man pays for EACH of your cum holes.  Your mouth and boycunt
are two separate purchases.  UNDERSTAND?"

"I understand.", I said.

"GOOD.you have no problems with it?" dad asked as he spat saliva onto his
erection and stroked it luridly in my face.

"No, dad.no problems."I said, ".um, do I get to keep ALL the cash?"

"You ARE indeed the fruit of my loins.". Dad laughed.  "No, I think you're
old man and Max will demonstrate why we'll be taking a piece of the pie."

Dad leaned into me , tapped my face hard and said, "But you'll get your
share.AND all the cum you can gulp down!"

I gave a mild laugh.  Again dad spat onto his thick ferocious shaft. "Now
that we're agreed.I think we ought to start as official business
partners.on a professional level.  Stay right here."

With that, dad patted my face and left the bathroom. I sat on the toilet
and could hear him disappear into his bedroom.  A few seconds later he
returned, with his underwear off and his enormous erection bouncing and
swaying over nine inches in front of him.

He had something other than his cock in his hand.  It was his wallet!

Dad smirked and winked. "Make the men PAY before they pass go, son!"  And
he pulled out a crisp one hundred dollar bill.  Placing it on the basin
counter, he said, "I'm going to fuck you now.in the ass.here's my payment."

I must have unconsciously smiled at the money but then dad quickly added.
"It could have been two hundred but even though its young, it's no longer a
cherry boy pussy."

Seeing the cash laying there, I almost felt bad that I'd let that hung
construction man take my ass in the booth.  But his cock felt so good, I
figured it was worth devaluing my pussy by a hundred bucks!

"And there would have been an additional hundred for the blow job.", dad
said, "but we didn't have our agreement then.see, you missed out on making
two hundred bucks just tonight!", dad stated.

He pushed the hundred dollar bill toward me.  "Take it", he said.  I rose
and reached for the cash.  The minute I picked it up, dad grabbed my small
butt roughly. "I PAID", he growled.  "Now gimme what I paid for."

Dad roughly pushed me forward against the basin counter.  He nearly kicked
my legs out from under me.  "That looks good.", he muttered.  "Worth every
penny of that bill you're holding."

Dad got behind me and rubbed his hot erection up and down my small butt
crack.  I could feel the drool of his precum trace the insides of my crack
as it prodded my spread hole.

"Scream if you have to.", dad said.  And he rammed his entire length up
into me.

Through the heated silent scream I felt as my own dad sodomized me, it
occurred to me that this was going to be great way to buy a new Gameboy!

TO BE CONTINUED.

