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Happy Birthday?	By : Ender_Menon Category: +S through Z > The Sims Views: 4534 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Don't even think of running away." What little Shark could see of Sinbad frightened him. The older man wore black and glared at him with menacing yellow eyes. When he sneered, his teeth were yellow, presumably from years of chain-smoking.
"What...What are you going to do to me?" The boy trembled in fear. The redhead sat in front of him and, once again, took hold of Shark's long hair.
"Well, like your daddy said, I can do what I damn well please with you. Said I can do just about anything, as long as I don't leave any major scars on ya." Sinbad paused to lift a cigarette to his mouth, and lit it. "But why tell you, when I can show you?"
As he spoke, Shark could sense a feeling of regret in his voice. Just barely, though. That regret seemed to be nearly drowned out by lust. Sinbad took his free hand, and reached toward the huge straining bulge in his pants. He had just barely pulled down his shorts, when the nine-inch monster of a cock came free.
Shark nearly choked at simply looking at it. Unfortunately, he felt Sinbad push his head towards that oversized meat stick. The teen tried turning his face away, which was responded to with a smack to the face. He felt the tip at his mouth, with the older man trying to gain access.
"Don't even think of biting." After initially attempting to resist, Shark slowly parted his lips. Sinbad practically jammed his cock straight in.
"Now be good, and suck it." The abruptness, combined with the girth of the redhead's dick, did cause Shark to choke now. Sinbad had shoved a good portion of himself straight down his throat. Slowly, reluctantly, Shark began moving his head up and down. He gripped the filthy sheet under the both of them, gagging on that huge manhood.
"That's it. Suck it good. Take it deep like a good little slut in the making." When Sinbad wasn't muttering some filthy, obscene phrase, he was grunting and moaning pleasurably. He eventually loosened his grip on the teen's hair, and instead opted to smoothing his fingers through his hair. Shark was still unhappy about feeling the older man's balls smack against his face.
"Right...right there. Yeah, don't stop. Don't...oh, holy shit!" Before Shark could register the sudden interjection, he felt his head slammed down completely onto Sinbad's dick. To say it was uncomfortable to have jizz come out of his nostrils was a complete understatement. The boy's eyes widened in terror as he felt the white substance surge through his nose.
Then, gently, Sinbad pulled his now softening cock out of Shark's mouth. Shark, understandably, began coughing and trying to breathe through his mouth. He looked a sight, with semen coming out a different hole than what was normally expected. Instead of cleaning them both up, Sinbad got onto his feet, pulling his shirt down to cover himself.
"What are you doing?" Sinbad didn't answer him. He simply walked to the door, banging on it three times with his fist. After a short time with no response, the door opened.
"Have fun, Mister Rotter?" Dennis smirked at him, seemingly pleased that things were going to plan.
"You know I did. Your turn." Sinbad looked away, and Shark could've sworn he saw his cheeks turn red. "I'll, uh...sit over there and get ready again while you have a go." Sinbad took a seat on the floor, with his back turned away from father and son.
"Dad, why...?" The boy watched as his father approached menacingly. His hands were behind his back, as if inspecting his child.
"Well, son, didn't you say you always wanted to know what my job was?" He leaned in close and looked Shark right in the eyes. He took one hand and cupped his face. "You're experiencing just one of the many perks. And besides..."
Now, the elder Racket man took his seat, just like Sinbad did before him. "I'd say this counts as father-son bonding, don't you think?"
Shark looked on in horror as his father undid his pants. Though not quite as big as Sinbad's, it was still horrifying to see the junk that helped create him up close.
All he could do was hope the nightmare was over soon.

Night had fallen. Shark was sure that his father had gone to work, just like always. His mother was also at her job, as was his grandfather. Bill was probably at his girlfriend's house, and who knew where Lolly was.
In fact, he was most definitely alone in the house. Quietly, Shark stood up, and looked outside the bathroom into the hallway. Sure enough, the lights were off, and no shouting whatsoever could be heard.
Figuring that he hadn't much time before one of his relatives returned, the boy made his way to his and Lolly's room. He looked around for his cell phone which he found in one of his pants pocket.
Normally, Shark wouldn't even think of talking to someone about this. This situation, however, was anything but normal. There was one relative he was sure he could reach out to in a time like this.
Granted, the relationship between the two was rather frosty, at best. At worst it was simply full of vitriol. However, Shark was willing to swallow what little pride he had left, and try to get help.
"Twinbrook Police Department. Officer Sargeant speaking." Shark took a deep breath, trying to not lost his composure, before making his request to the woman speaking to him.
"Is...Is Officer Racket available?" The voice on the other line asked for him to hold. A short while later, a man's voice picked up.
"Officer Racket speaking." Those three little words caused something inside Shark to burst. For the first time that day, his emotions welled up in the form of tears springing from his eyes.
"Uncle Dudley? I...I'm sorry that I'm calling you. I know I'm probably bothering you and...I don't know who else to go to and..."
"That you, Shark? Calm down, bud. Just calm down, and tell me what's bothering you." The teen relayed as much as he could to his uncle, without getting into the details. By the time he finished, the other line was silent.
"I see...Shark, is anyone home with you?" Shark answered in the negative, that he was all alone. "Then, I want you to come to the station, and tell me everything. Make sure none of the other Rackets are following you. Can you do that?"
"Yes..." The teen was shaking so much, he nearly dropped his phone. "I...I can do that."
"All right. We'll see you here in a few minutes." After Dudley hung up, Shark immediately started getting dressed. It wasn't long before he was out the front door and running towards the station.
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