When
Father’s Know Best
by
Jimmy
Dear Anonymous,
This one is for you. You wanted a Marco and Gino Gomez
story, about ballbusting that’s fun between a father a son. Here you go.
Jimmy
Gino Gomez and Marco Gomez were spending a Saturday
working on Gino’s truck.
Both were sweaty, but still in a mostly good mood. Oil
was drained from the truck, tires rotated, new brake pads were put in place,
and now the father and son were working on changing out a few of the
undercarriage nuts and bolts that needed replacing.
The heat was creeping steadily up, and both abandoned
their shirts long ago that rest on the truck’s tailgate, flapping in the wind.
The breeze was nice, and Gino wipes away some sweat from his brow as he hands
his father Marco a wrench. Marco is on his back on creeper. The creeper, like
everything in the Gomez family is used. Still works but the left wheels
sometimes catch and spin it around in a circle.
“Thanks. This nut is giving your old man some troubles.”
Gino Gomez laughs, humor that still of a twelve year old.
“Have you tried busting the nut” Gino jokes and gently pokes his father between
the legs tapping the small protuberance. Marco is not a very large man between
the legs. In fact both of his sons far outrank him in size, girth, and natural
male attributes. Marco Gomez learned the hard way almost a year ago now of how
badly he was outclassed by his sons.
“Ooh careful there, we might try for a third kid and you
don’t want the next one to come out cross eyed!” Marco jokes.
