I Banged My Boyfriend’s Dad: Claimed, Barebacked and Ass-Busted on my Bed

By Tosh Turner

The 'must read' story of Don, and how he cleverly switches horses from his 18 year old boyfriend to the boyfriend's macho-looking dad.  Don is a big brute of a man, ex-military muscle, now working in an iron foundry, forty five years old and a serial bar-bandit, always on the lookout for young fresh meat and one night stands.

But he has set his sights on a new employee at his work as his next target; Tony, young, fit and very bang-able. He takes it easy, careful not to scare the young guy off, taking him to the bar after work, laughing and joking and slowly breaking down his defences, gradually loosening him up for the hit. The time is right, Tony is primed and ready, but then his dad walks into the bar, looking for Don, looking for trouble.  

An explicit and descriptive brutal 'bear-sex' story by best-selling author Tosh Turner, strictly aimed at broad minded adults and over 18s only due to the strong sexual content. Want to know what happens when Don wins the deal and takes the reluctant father back to his home? Like hard and nasty Pig Sex? Don't Miss - Buy Now!

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tosh Turner
• Release date: Jun 13, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393543589

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I Banged My Boyfriend’s Dad

Claimed, Barebacked and Ass-Busted on my Bed

I’m a dirty bastard. No other way to describe me and what I’m into, really; I’m a forty five year old guy who likes to pick up young dudes and fuck around with them, if you know what I mean; sexually abuse them, is the polite way of putting it. I’m a pig, a beast, and my fetish list stretches longer than my right leg. I’m a kinky dirty bastard and proud of it. I live for Pig Play and I don’t care what anyone else thinks or says about me; it’s as simple as that.

I look the part too, it’s what gets me noticed and what gets these young cock suckers sidling up to me in a bar or club or when I’m out. I’m big and muscled, tattooed and shaven headed; enough said.

I try not to force anyone to do anything they don’t want to do, but if I’m on a roll with a guy I just picked up in a bar or someplace, and he turns out to be no more than a time waster, or one of those jerk-offs that wants a long term relationship before he bends over and opens his legs, then I have no choice but to use my powers of persuasion on them; if you also know what I mean.

Basically I can’t stand time wasters and prick teasers; if I get one of those in my bed and find out that they’ve been stringing me along with a line of bullshit, taking me right to the edge and then trying to back out, then I have no qualms but to pick them up by the scruff of their neck and kick them out in the street where they belong; believe me, I’m big enough to do that. Those guys ask for trouble and I’m happy to oblige.

But apart from the losers, the nervous fags who giggle and laugh and piss you off, you get the game-players; these guys I like best of all. They come on acting like an innocent choir boy but deep down are as corrupt as I am and enjoy it rough and tough like I do. I bull them, beast them, or do whatever it takes to blow my wad, even if that means taking them beyond their comfort level. Know something? With these guys I’ve never had one squeal or back out on me, as I say, they’re the best.

Some guys may think what they call hardball, or pig sex is weird or too crude, but I never have. I've always thought of it as an extension of my personality. I've lost count of the number of guys who just didn't understand my point of view, who would give me that look - you know the one - where they crinkle up their face, shaking their head