Bobby would never forget that it was his own father who anal raped him. He would never forget that for the rest of his life. It would scare him deeply. It added to his terror of sexual touches tenfold. Causing it to boil over into actual touches. Not that he yet realized his mistake. When it registered in his mind he grew pale. Panic filled him along with utter terror beyond what he was feeling already. He had never forgotten the time his father broke every bone in his body when he was young because he didn't call him dad or father. Oh shit. He was going to be in so much more pain. He quivered and screamed with the thrusts. Even with the blood making his father's long thick dick slide in and out easier it still hurt like hell. The rough thrusts hurt like hell. He clawed at the ground and tried to pull himself free of his father. Panic filled him as he knew that he was going to suffer. "No. No! I'm sorry! Please! I'm sorry!" He cried out in a panic. He felt his father's hands slide up his white tank top even as the guy thrusted in and out of him. Screaming with each thrust. "un! Un! Un! Un! No! Stop! Ow!" He cried out over and over again. He knew it was pointless to ask the man to stop. It was pointless to beg him to stop but he was in so much pain he didn't care. Didn't care that his doing so just made his father's day. He cried out in pain as he felt his fathers' nails dig in deep into his shoulders. Eyes going wide as he let out a long blood curdling scream as his father began dragging his nails down his back. Ten deep gashes from the nails and fingers began forming in the downwards path of his father's hands. His upper half fell to where his head was on his arms. He sobbed but whimpered as his father leaned over him even further while holding his sides. "No! No! No more! Dad! No more!" He cried out. Screaming loudly again as he felt the pinching and bruising bite into his shoulder. His body arching as it happened. Sobbing and crying out in pain. He turned his head to see the blood red and black bruise. That was going to be a nasty bruise come tomorrow. He felt warm blood pooling to the surface from the top of his shoulders all down his back. The blood flowing as it began to stain his white shirt blood red. He prayed for his father's rape to be over soon but the man hadn't even started letting out his pre. The man had lots of stamina and restraint. He kept reminding himself this wwas to protect Mui and Niyana. That he had to take this punishment. That he shouldn't have forgotten his father's coffee. "Please... Please... Please..." He whimpers out. His hands gripping at the ground. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please dad...please." He begged and cried out as his dad continued thrusting in his already sore anal bud.