By Robert Zigmont
“Well come on in. Get comfortable. Your dad sent you over here, right?
… What did he say? …
That I needed help with some heavy equipment? Well, you could say that. Let me cut to it. The heavy equipment that needs your help is my dick. Let me show you it. Fucking huge, isn’t it? You look confused. Let me clear it up for you….
“Your dad has been one of my best foremen of my company for nearly fifteen years. And I have seen him fall on hard times. I helped him when your mom left the two of you a few years ago, due to his gambling debts. Best thing for him and you; she was a total selfish cunt. So, he came to me begging to help pay off his debts. And I helped him out with those goons from Reno. The thing is that he’s not paying me off fast enough.
“I confronted him this morning, and he asked what can he do. I told him to his face ‘I want to fuck your son.’ He didn’t even think twice before saying yes. I told him that I will keep you here locked up as collateral until he makes a sizable dent in what he owes me. And yes, I did say ‘locked up.’ Again, he said yes. I told him that I will treat you like my property. He didn’t care. So here we are. My nine-inch cunt wrecker needs some attention. That faggot mouth of yours will do fine for now. Your cunt will be tore up pretty soon.
“You haven’t said one thing yet. Any normal straight boy would be protesting by now. But you and I both know that you are a total queer. I have seen you grow up for fifteen years now. You lust over the men your dad works with whenever you would visit. I have watched you drooling when you thought no one was watching you. You have excellent taste in men, faggot. One I share. Yeah, I prefer men to women. So go ahead and admit it, you are a faggot. Say it. Those exact words….
“Good fag. Now get on your fucking knees in front of me and take a deep whiff of the cock that will rule your world going forward. Smells nasty, doesn’t it? You’ll get used to it. In your mouth it goes. I said in your mouth it goes. I have been treating faggots, such as yourself, like shit for years now. I am a fucking bastard most of the time. You do not want to start this off on the wrong foot. Take my faggot-fucking dickhead in your mouth. Run your tongue across my piss slit. Don’t worry, you will get a lot of that, but not right now. You’ve sucked dick before, haven’t you? A nod will do. Thought so. Whore.
“Now right to the root. Taste my ball sack and smell my pubes. Nasty huh? No, no, no. You are not going anywhere. I’m in control of this blowjob. And don’t even think of biting me. I’ve busted out teeth before, and I have no problem on doing it again. Smell that funk in my pubes? Smells like shit, doesn’t it? Literally like shit? Well, that’s because most likely it’s ass juices. And not just any fag’s ass juices, but your dad’s ass juice. Yeah, I fucked him about an hour or more ago. Now you know what his cunt tastes like. Get used to it. He doesn’t realize it, but his daily ass fucks ain’t stopping. You’ll be cleaning up his pussy juices every time I get home. And I’ll fuck you in the morning so he can taste your cunt too. That’s all the contact the two of you will have. Best part? I will never have to clean my cock again.”
