Sluts can't complain

"Sluts can't complain about getting what they want," Bruce said, pulling out his cock. He smacks the hard dick in his hands. "You want help? Fine, let me help you shut up," Bruce says, shoving his cock down Rod's gaping mouth after a particularly forceful thrust. Bruce pulls off his shirt and leaned forward, thrusting down on his father's mouth. "This must be why mom hated your fucking guts. She probably didn't give a damn you were gay." Bruce thrusts extra hard down Rod's throat, which was very open from yelping from the pain in his ass.

"Not until you probably cheated on her." Bruce pulls his cock out. "Am I right slut?" Bruce asks.

"Please...stop," Rod whimpers, to which Bruce responds by slapping his face.

"Answer the fucking question, or this will get much worse," Bruce says as he holds Rod's face tightly. He spits on his father, icy cold in his countenance. Rod slowly answers.

"Yes." Rod says,

"With who?" Bruce says,

"No," Rod says defiantly. Bruce smiles.

"Have it your way slut, maybe I need to lubricate those vocal chords of yours." Bruce says as he rams his cock back down Rod's throat. As Bruce pumps, he looks up at Will. Will's face is scrunched up like he is on the verge of cumming, yet he wasn't able to get over the edge.

"What is happening to me?" Will starts crying, "Why can't I fucking cum," He says as he angrily annihilates Rod's ass. Bruce looks at Rod flail his arms, struggling as he Bruce held his cock down for a longer thrust. Then, they seem to go limp.

"Shit," Bruce says, pulling out. Rod lets out a guttural cough but is otherwise ****, his eyes are closed and his body only moves from breathing and Will's violent thrusts. "If he's **** this shit's not gonna work," Bruce says smacking his cock against Rod's face. Hmmm, i'm already hard, might as well cum. Bruce thought to himself. He slipped his cock in Rod's mouth, slowly this time. Bruce couldn't help but enjoy watching Rod's jaw move when he pushed against it with his dick. He felt totally in control. Fuck his throat was so wet. Bruce pushed his dick against Rod's tongue, feeling it curl around it.

"WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!" Will says pulling out of Rod, frantically pulling at his dick. "FUCKING CUM," Will shouted and Bruce looked at Will's dick. It was bright red, throbbing.