Sexx.

Dignity. It’s one of the many things a faggot lacks. In exchange for just being in the presence of real Men, their shamelessness overwhelms them.

Aaron fumbled through his keys, looking for the one to get in his dad’s condo. He was both high and drunk, an he hadn’t expected to come over to his dad’s so late. But his dad had called him at 1:30am, telling Aaron it was urgent that he come over, so Aaron left the club he was at and rushed over.

When Aaron finally got in the door, he saw two figures. His dad, David, was sitting in the recliner, but he had his head buried in his hands. His boss, Police Chief Andy Worthington, was sitting on the love seat, upright and more inviting. He could tell by his dad’s posture that something wasn’t right.

“Come on in, Aaron,” Andy said with a smile. It was a welcoming smile, but it also had somewhat of a sinister look to it. Cautiously, Aaron closed and locked the front door behind him and sat on the sofa opposite of his dad.

“Dad, why did you call me? It’s 2:30 in the morning, what’s going on? Is everything okay.”

David didn’t lift his head out of his hands at first. But after ten seconds of silence, he started to talk through his hands instead. “I…well…it’s hard to explain.”

“Perhaps it’s best if I provide some clarification instead,” Andy said. “You see, Aaron, it has come to the attention of the Evendale Police Department that you have been trafficking some pretty hardcore drugs for years. And the truth of the matter is that the evidence we have is pretty damning.”

Aaronfroze. What Andy was saying was true, but with his dad being a city police officer, he knew he was safe. His dad was the one who started him on his career choice, and now he was busted. His life immediately flashed in front of him, and he started to stammer, much like his dad had before.

“I don’t know what…I mean, it’s not what it looks like…”

Andy smiled again, more reassuringly than he had minutes before. “We know all about it. We know who your clients are. We know who your suppliers are. The gig is up.”

“You…you know all my suppliers?” Aaron asked. His dad was one of his suppliers, based on his contacts he had gained when he was in the army years ago, stationed in Venezuela.

“Yes, son. We do. We’ve known your dad has helped funnel the meth part of your operation out of Venezuela for years.”

Aaron gulped. He was only 21, but he knew he would spend the rest of his life in prison. He didn’t know whether to fight or to run, but his dad wasn’t giving any indication of how he could help.

“So…um, am I under arrest?” Aaron asked meekly.

“No. You’re not,” Andy said, still smiling.

“I’m not?”

“No,” Andy said. “Not yet, anyway. You see, not everything is at it seems, Aaron. Your dad was about your age when he started trafficking drugs himself. He was pretty sloppy about it, much sloppier than you in fact, and he got caught early on. But instead of putting him in prison and throwing away the key, we gave him an alternative. And he took it.”

“Alternative?”

“Yes, Aaron. An alternative.” Andy then snapped his fingers three times, each one louder and more deliberate than the one before it.

“Forgive me, A,” David said to his son.

David, who was in his police uniform, took his belt of, his hands shaking because of the position he was in. He took his thumbs, slid them on either side of his waistband and slid both his pants and his boxers down so that his large black dick came flopping out. He was naked from the waist down. Next, he crawled over to Andy on all fours, and when he reached Andy’s side of the room, he sat beside Andy, on the floor, sitting on his knees, head bowed.

Aaron’s mouth dropped. “Dad, what the fuck?! What the fuck, Dad?”

“Now, now Aaron,” Andy said, calmly. “David knew what had to be done, but that didn’t make it any easier for him to make that final call.”

He started undressing David further so that he was no longer a black man in a cop uniform but a naked, exposed 40-year-old black man, obediently sitting next to a fully dressed police chief. David, never an emotional man, was holding back tears…it was clear this was the most painful thing he had ever done.

“I…I can’t do this…” Aaron said, reaching for the door. He struggled getting the door unlocked due to the terror he had just seen.

“Wait!” Andy shouted. “Go out that door and the offer is rescinded. You’ll be arrested within hours. Your car is bugged. We know everything about you. You have no chance of escape.”

Aaron paused. He didn’t have a plan of escape. He knew Andy was right, so he froze in his tracks.

“Or?” Aaron asked, sheepishly.

“Or you join your father. By my side. To the rest of the world, you’ll have followed in your father’s footsteps. You’ll join the force as our second black officer.”

“And in private?”

“In private?” Andy said coyly. “In private, this…”

Andy clapped his hands four times, much like he had when he snapped his fingers three times previously. Without missing a beat, David crawled from beside him to kneeling on front of him. He pulled down Andy’s pants to expose a large white cock in front of him. Without hesitation, his large black lips wrapped around Andys cock, sloppily slurping on the cock in front of him.

“Good boy,” Evan said, smirking. He took his index finger and placed it under David’s chin to get his slave to look him in the face. “You’re a good boy, David! In front of your own son, huh David? Who is a good nigger?”

“I am, Massa Andy. I’m a good nigger for you,” David said. He wasn’t afraid or nervous now. Being on his knees sucking Andy brought him relief, as he continued to drown Andy’s cock with his mouth. David’s motions were so smooth that it was something that happened extremely often.

Andy pat his slave on the head and turned to Aaron. “Yes, your dad was a proud, straight black man…just like you. But his crimes caught up with him, and this is his fate. He’s very happy now. His life is simple. He works during the day and serves his master at night.”

Aaron took a deep breath. His dad had never showed emotions, but he had, and he was wiping tears away from his face.

“Come join your dad, Aaron. Join our small family.”

Aaron looked back at the door and started to unlock it again, but the same paralyzing fears came over him again. He was a goner once he left the condo. He could still experience life and freedom…by becoming property to his dad’s master.

Realizing the choice was easy, albeit degrading, Aaron’s body revealed that he had decided. “I’m in.”

“Say, ‘thank you, Massa Andy, for my freedom’ and crawl on over here,” Andy said, all while Aaron’s dad was still sucking his cock.

Aaron hesitated again, but complied. “Thank you, Massa Andy, for my freedom.”

Aaron crawled over to where his father was sucking his master’s cock. David was deeply ashamed but knew that he had to remain strong and devout to assure his son things were going to be okay.

“I love you son,” David said, rubbing Aaron’s back as Andy started to undress his new slave. Once naked, David took the cock out of his mouth and fed it to Aaron. Aaron had never seen a cock before, let alone thought about sucking one, but here he was. Aaron slowly took Andy’s cock in his mouth as David juggled Andy’s balls in his mouth. Andy tossed his head back in exhilaration.

No shower Aaron could take was hot enough. He couldn’t cover his body with enough soap nor could the wash cloth he used to shower with cause enough friction to remove to remove the shame he felt. There was no song he could sign loud enough to get his mind off of what had just happened.

Less than an hour ago, Aaron had sucked his first cock ever, and it was that of his father’s boss. He had been blackmailed and extorted to get onto his knees and suck an older white man’s cock so that he didn’t spend the rest of his life in prison.

All kind of things were going through his head. What if his girlfriend found out? Would Jessie leave him and take their son away? What if his boys found out? Would if his dealers and clients found out? He had never been homophobic outside of random jokes when he was younger, and he even had a few gay clients himself, but the idea of him being gay himself was never something that had crossed his mind. And what happened next?

Aaron got out of the shower and flopped onto his bed. He wanted to leave town, leave the country, or leave the planet, but he knew running was no use. He knew there were people who would find him and would make both his life and probably his dad’s life miserable.

“Was prison a better option?” Aaron quietly asked himself. “Of course not.”

The worst part was seeing his dad mindlessly pleasing Andy the way he did. Andy’s cock pierced his dad’s lips so effortlessly, and the cock slammed up against his dad’s throat with ease. His dad just looked up at Andy, peacefully, as Andy thrusted his hips, using his dad’s throat as a fuck hole. There was no resistance from his dad. He just pumped and pumped away until he shot the thick load of cum onto his dad’s face.

The image of his dad’s face covered with another man’s nut haunted Aaron on the entire trip home. As soon as he hopped into the car, he sent his older brother, Donald, a text. “Text me ASAP.”

Like their father, Donald was in the police force…and had been for quite some time. However, unlike his dad and brother, Donald was a straight shooter. He loved his family dearly but looked down on the rampant drug use and trafficking his brother and father had engaged in.

Donald and Aaron were extremely close, but Donald knew he wouldn’t be able to always look the other way and that there’d be a day he couldn’t help his brother. He hated corruption. He had been straight laced ever since he was a kid, and he was one of the few police officers out there who joined the police force for the right reasons. He wanted to serve, help and protect his town, and he had been rewarded many times over for doing just that.

Aaron needed Donald more than ever. Scared and alone, he had no one else to turn to who would understand his situation without judging him.

Now, lying on his bed, Aaron texted Donald again. “Bro, call me. ASAP. It’s urgent.”

Aaron tossed his phone, knowing he couldn’t spend the rest of the night waiting for a response. His brother was probably sleeping or perhaps he was working. Aaron had never paid much attention to Donald’s work schedule, but this night made him wish he had.

Aaron just wanted to put the night behind him, but he found himself unusually horny. Jessie was out of town with her mom and had taken their son with him, so he had no real outlet other than his right hand.

As Aaron laid on his bed and let his mind wander, the image of his dad slurping on Andy’s cock was in the forefront of his mind. His dad was powerless to change his fate. There was no recourse. He had trained him to dehumanizingly crawl over to him and force him to give him blowjob in front of others.

Even though Andy had forced Aaron to suck on his dick temporarily, he eventually sent Aaron back to the couch and had his dad put on a show. His dad’s obedience was mechanical in nature; an order was given, and his dad obeyed. There wasn’t hesitation; his dad never considered the fact that his son was in the room. When Andy made David get on all fours so that he could fuck David’s throat while fingering his hole, David complied.

Aaron came to the realization that his dad had been broken. He had been trained and mentally manipulated much like a pet dog would have been. It was just part of what he did. Which explained why Andy never seemed rough or rude with his dad. In fact, he called him “good boy” and “good nigger” pretty regularly, a few instances actually causing David to smile.

This casual racism and accompanying degradation should have caused Aaron to get angry, but as he lay in bed, it actually caused his dick to harden.

“What the fuck?” Aaron shouted. He was repulsed by the fact that he was masturbating to his own father’s racially-based degradation, yet it was making him harder than he had ever been before. Remembering how his dad was glaring up at Andy, his eyes clearly wondering if he was doing a good job. He wanted to be a good slave in front of his son, especially so that shock Aaron was experiencing could be minimized.

“Good boy, David,” Andy had said several times, holding David’s shaved head in his hand as he rocked back and forth. Throughout the entire session, David never once touched his hardened dick, focusing entirely on his master’s pleasure instead. Aaron had often wanted Jessie to treat him in such a worshiping fashion, but he could never get her to behave accordingly. She was one of those “independent women” feminist types, and the idea of being subjugated by her boyfriend was out of the question. The idea of Andy treating Aaron’s father in this way had the blood definitely flowing.

In fact, despite his disgust, he was jacking his dick feverishly. He realized he hadn’t even completely dried off but the fact that he had watched his dad be fagged out by a white superior was driving him insane. He beat his dick over and over until he was getting close. There was no way he was going to edge tonight, so he let the ecstasy of seeing his father wear the cum on his face for minutes afterwards force him over the edge…and shot one of the biggest loads he had shot in ages.