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Father Knows Best“Dad,” laughed the 37 year old high principal when his father answered.“My man,” replied the 56 year old small town chief of police. “What’s happening?”“Not too much, pops. Just making it. It’s been hectic around here lately.George replied slightly confounded because he never heard his son speak in such a manner, “Oh yeah? “Everything good with you and Candace? How are my grandk**s?”“Yeah. We’re fine. The k**s are good.” Jerome fibbed. “It’s just a combination of work and normal shit.”“I hear you. Sounds like you need what the white folks call a ‘mental health day’.”“Wish I could,” the former all-SWAC football MVP mused.“Just do it. You’re in charge,” George rebutted scratching his slightly protruding gut.“You always did have all the answers, old man.”“Watch it, boy,” the dad chuckled. “I have an idea. I got a couple free night passes to stay at Muskogee River Casino. You should take a vacation day and drive down the night before after you get off work.“That’s tempting. What day to I need to take,” inquired the five-foot-eleven-inch caramel skinned man.“The passes are only good Monday through Thursday. So you pick the date and I’ll book it.”“Candace is out of town till tomorrow, but she’s here all next week. So, if it’s cool with you let’s do next Monday.”“That’s a plan. You coming down Sunday?”“Yeah. I’ll need Monday to recover from the free drinks.”“Who you telling,” George laughed. What time you getting in?”“I can be there by six,” remarked the nicely toned one-hundred-eighty-five pounder.“Perfect! Get ready to blow off some steam,” the six-foot-one-inch, two-hundred-fifteen-pound dark skinned elder said already scheming.After the duo ended their call, Jerome went about the task of helping his son and daughter, aged eleven and eight, with the nightly homework. His wife, whom he met in college, was an attorney with a firm that specialized in employee and labor relations. This position caused her to travel anywhere from four to twelve days a month. So, most of the hands-on parenting was done by him – not that Candace minded.On paper their marriage should have been perfect. It was the ‘captain of the college football team weds the former high school homecoming queen and student body president of their beloved alma mater.’ Right after the wedding, everything was perfect including their sex life. This was a major feat as Jerome was a new teacher and coach at a mostly low-income middle school and she was in her first year of law school. It mostly seemed to go downhill with the birth of their daughter. Candace had never wanted to get pregnant a second time and secretly despised Jerome for it. From that point on, the sex was rare.Sunday came and Jerome packed his family into their 2009 GMC Yukon XL to make their way to church. The service was lovely. Jerome and Candace did a great job as usual of showing the front of loving, united couple. They carried on this act pretty well in front of their k**s and family too. Having Candace away so often made it a bit more bearable. He wondered occasionally if Candace had sex with other men. Even though he wasn’t certain, the answer was no. She had very little maternal instinct or libido. After a hearty lunch, Jerome tossed his bag in the SUV and embarked on the two-hour drive.At about thirty minutes out, he called his father to update him on his ETA.“I’ll be there in about a half-hour,” Jerome informed George.“Good. We’ll be waiting,” his dad replied with a smirk.“I thought Yvonne was staying home,” he said referring to his stepmom“She is.”“Then who is we?”“My bad, son. Guess I’m just used to always having her around.”“Alright, pops. See you soon.”George fixed himself a drink from the large bottle of cognac and mixed it with a bit of cola. He nursed it as watched the Memphis Grizzlies take on the Oklahoma City Thunder in the playoff. He settled his as his twenty-four year old friend went back to work sucking his fat nine inch dick. “Work it, baby,” he groaned while the third of the room’s current inhabitant watch with budding excitement. “Yours will be here soon. Try not to get too worked up yet. Stand up and turn around ordered,” he commanded. “You’ll do just fine,” he smiled upon completing his visual inspection.George stopped the sloppy blow job several minutes later. “Get a rag and wash daddy’s dick,” he spoke to no one in particular. Upon being cleaned satisfactorily he instructed his two guests to get ready as he expected Jerome momentarily.George opened the door and embraced Jerome. “Son,” he beamed. “Come on in!”“Good to see you again, pops! This is a great room.”“These Indian bahis siteleri reservations don’t play,” George chortled.“Uhhhh…Hello,” stammered Jerome when he noticed the two young white boys in the room.“This is Logan,” George said pointing to the one with curly brown hair wearing a lime green tank top with khaki Bermuda shorts. “And this is Hunter,” he remarked in reference to the shaggily blond that was dressed a lavender graphic tee and skinny jeans.“Okay! Nice to meet you both. Dad, can I talk to you outside,” urged Jerome.“Yeah, let’s go down to the casino. I’m ready to play some blackjack. You game?”“Umm, yeah,” a baffled Jerome confirmed.“Who are they,” Jerome pressed as they entered the elevator.“Just a couple of guys I ran into on my way in. They said they wanted to help us relieve some stress.”“What do they mean by that,” he prodded.“Not sure, but I guess we’ll find out,” George evaded.“And you just invited two total strangers in the room? And they’re alone in our room? What if they steal our shit,” Jerome ran through all the possibilities in his head.“They won’t. I made them empty their pockets and I locked all their contents in the safe,” the father reassured his son.“What if they take our keys?”“I told you to valet park. Did you?“Yes.”“So did I,” George relayed as they reached the ground floor.The pair grabbed a seat at the black jack table and was dealt in by the aging white woman. A waitress appeared shortly with their drink orders – both having Jack and coke. The game went on and soon the dealer realized that older of the two was much luckier than the other. After another drink and a few lost hands by both, George suggested they move to the slots. Jerome followed and caught a waitress to order their third round. He got lucky on his first spin and went up a hundred bucks. George cleared his throat. “Son,” he started. “How are things really with you and Candace?”“Told you, dad. They’re good,” he lied.“Bullshit, man. She’s always gone and my guess is she stopped putting out after Jasmine was born.”“Damn, that’s pretty invasive.”“But not a lie I bet,” George pushed the issue.Jerome finally budged. “Things aren’t the best, but we make it work.”“I understand. I’ve been there and done that,”“That’s a raw subject for me. You know that,” Jerome jumped in.“Your mom and I stuck it out for you and your sister. We’d wanted to be apart for years before that.”“I know. But you just always kinda want your mom and dad to be together.”“That’s not life though. You gotta live in reality. I learned something from your Uncle Ray after the divorce,” George invoked the image of Jerome’s favorite maternal uncle and former professional football player.“What’s that pops,” Jerome thought of the man who seemed perfect in every way and was still married to his high school sweetheart with no illegitimate c***dren. “His life is damn near perfect.”“Damn near, but not quite. He invited me to meet him for a weekend in Dallas maybe six months or so after the split. His life lesson for me on that trip, and one that I truly believe, was quite simple.”“Do share,” Jerome rolled his eyes.“Ass takes all your worries away.”“What the hell are you talking about,” Jerome nearly yelled not making the obvious connection.“Chill out, k**,” George reminded his son subtly that was the father in this relationship.“I don’t understand how any of that is relevant,” Jerome hissed. “Wait…You don’t mean?”“Precisely.”Jerome protested, “I’m not gay, pops!”“I know. I didn’t think you were. I’m not and neither is Ray. We just know that when life is working your nerves and your wife isn’t helping, taking out some pent up frustration on sissy boy’s ass makes all your troubles go away,” his dad added.“This is insane. I can’t do…”“When is the last time you had sex with Candace,” George inquired.“I’m not sure,” Jerome confessed.“I was totally against it at first too. But then I tried it and I found it to be true. Controlling a submissive femboy gives you a total high. No d**g is better than ass. You don’t have to try it. I’m not going to make you. I just wanted you to know it’s an option. You don’t have to stay in the room with me and them. I’ll pay for you to have another. If you don’t want that fine ass blonde boy, I’ll rip his ass open,” George offered.“You say this so nonchalantly like it isn’t a big deal,” the son pondered.“It’s not for me anymore. It was until I knew that it was a natural urge and many men like me enjoyed it.”“I never would’ve guessed,” Jerome revealed.“That’s the way most of us like it,” he countered. “It’s not like cheating. It’s more like marriage counseling canlı bahis without the drama. I gotta take a leak. Think it over.”Jerome thought hard while his dad walked away. He certainly was horny and most definitely tired of jacking off twice a day. Sliding inside some pussy would feel like a million bucks at the moment. But, what about ass? And, not just any ass – a guy’s ass?!? He tried hard to recall the two white boys upstairs and how they dressed sort of like girls with the effeminate colors and how smooth their faces were. Could both his dad and Uncle Ray be wrong? They were his biggest role models in life and now they had turned his world upside down. The more he worked through it in his mind, the less sense it made.Then, it struck him. It didn’t have to make perfect sense. It was going to be his way of giving his k**s what he never got – a mother and father still married. “So,” George asked upon his return.“I don’t know that I agree with the premise, pops, but I see how it works.”“Look don’t do it if you don’t want…”“You always told me to try something before saying I don’t like it,” Jerome smirked.“That’s my boy! Let’s head upstairs.”When they opened the door, their guests were lying flat on their stomachs on one of the beds together. They were giggling as they watched a comedian on Logan’s tablet. They had ditched their previous clothes for something more provocative. The brunette wore a white training bra embellished with pink hearts, a pair of pink thigh high leggings, and a pink flower in his hair. The blonde donned knee high white socks that had purple stripes at the top and a plaid school girl skirt.George observed Jerome’s reaction, “Nice, right?”“Yeah, not bad.”“Another drink,” he asked his son.“Yeah one more,” Jerome confirmed.“Y’all bitches gonna fix the drinks,” George blasted.“Yes sir,” the Hunter replied as both sissies hopped off the bed.“You can take a seat, son. They’re here to serve us and nothing beats having a drink while one of them sucks you off.”George sat back on the chair he’d used earlier while Jerome kicked off his shoes and hopped on the bed with his back against the headboard.Hunter delivered the beverage and inquired, “Is it to your liking, sir?”Jerome swallowed, “It’ll do.”“I’m sorry. I can remake it,” the blond fairy apologized.“No. It’s cool.”“May I suck your dick? I had to watch Logan suck your dad all day and I couldn’t have any because he said I was just for you,” Hunter begged.“Sure,” he obliged.Across the room, George and Logan wasted no time on the niceties. It had been six days since they last fucked. Logan was used to having George bust his ass open every two or three days so he knew that his daddy’s balls were full of nut and he wanted it. Logan sucked back and forth on the long meaty shaft. George groaned with approval and ran his fingers through Logan’s curly hair. “You ready to be girl,” George asked already knowing the answer. “Get that juicy ass in the air,” was the next command.Jerome’s eyes rolled in the back of his head as Hunter worked his eight-and-a-half inch tool. Hunter kept pulling it out to lick the massive vein than ran down the center of the wide dick. Jerome could not believe how good the twink’s mouth felt on his dick. It was the best blow job he’d ever received. Hunter moved down to strategically to slurp on his balls. Jerome was brick hard and his desire to blow immeasurable.“You suck a mean dick,” Jerome moaned.“Thank you, sir. Do you want my ass,” Hunter inquired.“Yeah,” he replied but then busted a huge nut all over the bottom’s face. “Damn! My bad,” he laughed.George overheard the commotion. “You don’t have to apologize to the faggot. Tell him to clean you off and get you back hard again. These bitches are our all night. Ain’t that right slut,” he asked as he slapped Logan’s rotund white booty.“Yes sir,” wailed Logan as George shoved his pile driver back his tight hole.“Good faggot,” George replied as he pounded Logan in the doggy position for a while longer. “Where do you want this nut, bitch?”“In my mouth. I haven’t tasted it in so long.”“Get down on your knees now!” George added a slap to the ass cheeks for good measure.Logan dropped to the ground and held his mouth open to receive George’s seed. His expectations were exceeded as George erupted and shot an enormous load down his throat. “Taste good, bitch?”“Yes sir,” Logan acknowledged.“Well make me cum again. But this time I’m shooting it in your boipussy. Get flat on your stomach.”George barely missed a stride after cumming. He always took a Viagra before seeing his pussyboy. On the other Hunter hungrily güvenilir bahis sucked Jerome’s snake back to life. Once it was fully hard, he pulled it and out and began jerking.“Oh daddy, will you please fuck me now,” Hunter whined as he watched George brutally assault his friend’s tight hole. “Please.”“Turn over,” Jerome relented.Hunter hopped up and put is ass in the air. It was the first time Jerome noticed Hunter’s genitalia. His balls were ridiculously small and his dick was only three inches completely hard. The next thing that caught Jerome’s was Hunter’s beautifully pink hole. Hunter applied lube and wiggled his ass. Jerome scooted up and placed the head of his cock on the warm crack. Hunter moaned and moved his body in order to work the dick inside his rectum. It was a snug fit. Hunter sniffed some of his poppers and then relaxed. His anal cavity pulled in Jerome’s manhood.“Oh shit! That feels good,” Jerome remarked in amazement.“Thank you,” purred Hunter.“Nothing like fucking boipussy, son,” George added while still pummeling his sissy.“Yes sir,” giggled Logan.Soon both of the white boys were moaning just like real bitches as they took the big Black dicks up their asses.George had Logan’s booty hole farting at this point. George hooked both of his arms underneath Logan’s chest and began to nibble on his ear while he delivered full deep strokes. He knew this was Logan’s spot and wanted to feel the sissy cum as he fucked the bitch. George whispered, “You gonna cum for daddy?” Logan confirmed with a whimper.Jerome had Hunter on his side and was fucking him from behind with his right hand gripping Hunter’s right thigh. He went hard and fast. Hunter cooed and smiled. It had been too long since he’d been a Black man’s bitch. A sense of euphoria overcame Jerome as he heard Hunter begging for more cock.“I never had a girl let me fuck her this long and hard,” Jerome confessed.“That’s why you needed a pussyboy,” Hunter retorted.“You’re my pussyboy, faggot!”“Yes sir,” Hunter gleamed.Both of the Simmons men had their white sissies under the spell of amazing dick. The bitches were crying out for them fuck harder and not to stop.Logan finally shot his load onto the bedspread with a loud girly sounding grunt. His sphincter muscles contracted repeatedly gripping and teasing George’s dick. It drove him insane. “Oh fuck, bitch! I’m about to nut in your ass,” George proclaimed.“Yes daddy! Cum in my faggot ass,” Logan encouraged him.“Ooh wee, slut. Here it comes,” George panted and groaned as he collapsed onto Logan. “Ooh shit, baby!”Jerome and Hunter heard the goings-on in the next bed. They were in sensory overload.Hunter screamed, “You’re gonna make me cum, sir!”“Cum, bitch,” Jerome ordered. “Make that tiny ass faggot dick shoot.”“Ohhhhh, daddy,” Hunter bawled as he oozed out of his dick and his ass.Jerome was not expecting the contractions or the extra wetness from behind. He sped up his pace and huffed. His body tensed and he alerted the room, “Fuck, I’m nutting!”All four of them cleaned up and settled in to cuddle for the night. There was more fucking in between naps for the rest of the night and into early afternoon the next day. Finally, everyone had to return to their real lives.“Thanks for the stress relief, pops! I needed it,” Jerome divulged.“Father always knows best,” George smirked.The next day when Jerome was at work, he called a student into his office. The youngster’s name was Jameze Brewer. Jameze came from a single parent home, didn’t have the best grades, and was a senior.“You wanted to see me, Mr. Simmons,” the short, brown-skinned boy said as he entered.“Yes, grab the door!”The recently turned 18 year old Jameze took a seat and Jerome moved to sit on the front edge of his desk so that his crotch was nearly close enough to feel his students breathing.“What are your plans after graduation?”“I hadn’t given it much thought, Mr. Simmons. My grades aren’t that great and my grandma can’t afford to send me to college. I was just going to look for a job.”“I’ve made some calls on your behalf because I think highly of you. People tease you because you’re a little different, but diversity makes the world go round. If you want to go to the community college part-time, they have a scholarship open for you. And, my wife’s hairdresser has been looking for a receptionist. It’s yours if you like it,” Jerome revealed.“Oh wow! That’s so cool,” Jameze beamed. “How can I ever repay you?”“Well, I’m just doing my job. Graduation is a couple of weeks away. Perhaps we’ll run into each other sometime and you can buy me coffee after you get your first paycheck.”“I’m so happy I could just hug you.”“Now, now, Jameze. You know faculty and staff can’t hug students before graduation.”“Well you better give me a big one that night,” Jameze commanded.“Oh, I plan to,” Jerome smirked.

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