Netorare Mama: My Parents Betrayal 3 - Sex Stories

Netorare Mama: My Parents Betrayal 3

... away!" "Forget it!" I yelled, "I'm not asking you shit!" "Don't fuckin talk back to me in my home faggot!" he yelled back in a husky bad boy voice. "Its my house! I live here! I don't care what that paper said!" Before I knew it, Jay punched me straight in the jaw! I flew into the wall! Everyone gasped! Everything happened so fast.! I wasn't going to take that punch lying down, even if he outmatched me physically! I launched myself then dove at him and threw a number of hard impact jabs in the direction of his face. He blocked my thrusts and jabs by shielding his face with his arms. As quick as lightning he then got me in a neck hold and over powered me straight away. "Both of you stop it!" mom yelled with her hands wailing up in the air, " This was suppose to be a fun night!" "Fuck your fun night bitch!" I yelled, half strangled by Jay's large muscular arms. "That's it! Get the fuck out!" Jay yelled Before I knew it I was tossed out of my front door. Many of the lazy drunk kids out in my front yard laughed at me. "You don't give a shit what that paper said faggot?" Jay said in a mocking comical tone, "Your daddy signed a LEGAL DOCUMENT! It means I own everything and that is that! You are laying on my property right now! You. Are. On. My. Fucking. Land!" I was in shock as I looked up at him standing at the doorframe as I lay on the grass of the front lawn I was thrown on. "Why are you being such a fucking brat? There really shouldn't be any blame placed on anyone here." ...

... Jay added smug with his arms crossed. "Oh yeah!" I yelled "I suppose I shouldn't blame you or mom for all of this that's happened right now! Look what your doing asshole!" "I'm just throwing your momma a birthday party!" He laughed back at me. "Yeah sure I'm fucking her and I own everything here. Can you really blame me for not refusing? Can you really blame your momma for not wanting this?" He then flexed his muscles, his smooth slim stomach twisted with his moderate six-pack. His pecks tensed also, I envied his perfect 16-year-old body. "The only one to blame here really is your twisted dad, " He said a matter a fact. "Here Scotty!" Jay reached to the side of the doorframe and collected something from the nearest cabinet. He threw it to me. It was a small leather notebook and it landed a couple of metres in front of me on the grass. I crawled quickly to retrieve it. "Your dad wrote a lot about what happened in the last four years." Jay called out as he turned to join the party, "Give it a read, it might give you some closure. Plus it might give you perspective to stop being such a fucking bitch and accept that I own everything here and that is that!" I grasp at the leather-protected notebook and flick through the pages. --------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------- It took me a few days to read the entire Journal but I think I will divulge and at least describe some of it in detail now. Apparently, despite my father's ...