The sins of the father
The sins of the father
THE SINS OF THE FATHER
Chapter One
Vegeta strolled along the corridors of CC., groaning frustrated. The stupid woman had let him unsatisfied, as ever. His stamina too much for the weak pitiful creature. The bitch wasn’t even good for a fuck.
He had just screwed her for two hours and she had kicked him out of her room, objecting that she was extremely sore and that she needed to sleep. If at least she would have let him fuck her ass, maybe it would be tight enough to give him some pleasure, but the wench had whimpered, horrified when he had pulled his cock out of her widened cunt and had tried to push it into her anus. She had called him a pervert. Ha! The whore had been chasing him down for months when he started to live there and when she got what she wanted, she found it was more than she could bear. Now after ten years, he had to put up daily with her incessant bitching.
And there he was wandering in the middle of the night with a painful hard on. If he couldn’t find some relief he was going to explode. Suddenly he smirked wickedly, a depraved idea in mind. The woman had called him pervert, well, she didn’t know how true that was.
He headed quickly towards his son’s bedroom. When he entered, the boy was deeply asleep, lying on his stomach.
Vegeta pulled off his boxers and silently, he edged closer to the bed. Vegeta started to undress the kid carefully. When the boy stirred up, Vegeta stopped and remained still for some seconds. When he saw that the boy didn’t wake up, he started to caress the tender buttocks, his excitation growing by the minute. Vegeta’s erection was leaking tons of precum. Unable to restrain himself anymore, he crawled over the bed and lay atop his son. He started to rub his arousal between the boy’s cheeks, moaning and breathing deeply. Trunks started to awaken when he felt a weigh on him and something long, rigid and wet pressing against his behind.
Trunks started to shake his body in panic, trying to get rid of whatever that was over him, but that made his father become more and more excited increasing the rhythm of his frantic movements. Trunks was wide awake now and he realized that it was his father who was there, fully naked, making all kind of strange sounds. He didn’t understand what was going on. He tried to lift his head from the pillow but his father covered Trunks’ mouth with his powerful hand and whispered in his son ear:
“Be quiet, boy. You will do as I say or I’ll break your neck.”
Trunks’ eyes widened twice his normal size and he nodded with overflowing panic. Vegeta moved over, lying on his side and ordered his son to roll on his side to lay face up.. The boy obeyed, trembling nervously.
“Papa, what do you want?” He asked, unshed tears gleaming in his eyes.
Vegeta slapped him forcefully on his face.
“I told you to be quiet, stupid brat.” He groaned, throwing a death-glare at the boy. Then he smirked maniacally.
“Umm…It seems that I have to find another way to silence you.” Vegeta sat up cupping Trunks chin with one hand, glancing viciously at the boy.
“Let’s see how wide you can open your dirty mouth.” Trunks looked confused at his father, but when Vegeta growled impatiently, the boy opened his mouth as much as possible.
“Good boy.” He kneeled over Trunks’ head and grabbed the back of Trunks’ neck with one hand and his own engorged phallus with the other while shoving it all the way down his son‘s throat.
Tears poured down all over Trunks’ face as he almost gagged while his father ravaged his mouth with that ominous organ once and again. Trunks thought he was going to die choked as his breath faltered.
Vegeta increased his rhythm with every thrust as he groaned and panted heavily. When he felt he was near the edge, with a last hard thrust he plunged his cock the deepest possible down his son’s throat and let out a strangled scream as his body shuddered with the intensity of his orgasm. He remained inside that hot mouth as spurt after spurt of thick, sticky semen, poured into Trunks’ mouth in such amount that part of it started to drip out of his mouth, running down his chin.
He had swallowed most of it, though. It tasted bitter, he wanted to throw up. But his father’s dick was still inside of his mouth, throbbing and still leaking that disgusting fluid.
Finally, Vegeta, still trembling from his climax, got out of Trunks’ mouth and collapsed onto the bed, on his back. He stood there panting heavily till he recovered his breath, then he rolled on his side and looked at his son, who was sobbing and shivering uncontrollably, cum still pouring down his chin.
Vegeta collected all that semen with one finger and shoved it into Trunks’ mouth.
“Suck it. “ He ordered.
Trunks obeyed, still crying.
Vegeta slapped him, fury gleaming in his eyes.
“You’re a pathetic bastard. Stop being a baby.” Then he cupped Trunks’ face with one hand, squeezing it painfully.
“This is only the beginning. So be ready, cause next time it will be worst.” He whispered in his son’s ear with a wicked voice. Then he hopped out of the bed and put on his boxers.
“And don’t think in telling anybody what has happened here.” He exclaimed in a menacing tone as he left the room.
Trunks spent the rest of the night crying and wondering what he had done to deserve such punishment.
TBC
Poor Trunks, he will suffer much more in the next chapter, if you, guys want me to write more of this. So I wait for your reviews to know if I should continue this story.