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I put on my new cotton pajamas, the ones printed with the bright yellow bananas that Daddy got for me, and waited for him to come upstairs and tuck me in. When I heard his footsteps on the stairs, my eager cock perked up. Daddy sat on the edge of the bed. “Well, I guess you are ready for your bedtime story,” he said, grasping the hump in my pajamas. “Now, where did you get this?” he kidded, squeezing firmly. “I don’t know, it just grew there,” I replied. “That’s the wrong answer. You got it from me. Daddy gave you that hot cock. Remember that.” “Yes, sir, I’m sorry. Please tell me my bedtime story.” “There were cock-thirsty pirates who loved cutting off sailor cocks. They’d slice off a dozen at a time.” “Wow! Did they use those big cutlasses?” “No, they had a special device they called the chattergig. It was a long plank raised up to groin level, with two little circular blades each side of an axle that ran on a cable on the underside,” “Huh?” “Okay, never mind how it worked. The fact is that when they wound it up, a sharp round disk would go spinning along the edge on both sides. After they captured a ship, they lined up the sailors with the biggest, toughest cocks, six on each side, and nailed their cock heads to the plank, making them grow long and hard, tearing at the nails.” “I bet that really hurt.“ “They screamed a lot, but it was nothing compared with what was to come.” “Oh, tell be about it, Daddy. You know how I love hearing about men getting their big, fat throbbing cocks cut off.” “The chattergig would start spinning down the side of the plank, going for the base of the first cock on each side. It made a rattling noise.” “Like, clickety-clack?” “Only clickety. Every one of those sailor’s eyes was focused on that devil blade. It was less than an inch away from the first two before they started begging and crying. The pirates had brought the young sailors and cabin boys up on deck to watch. It happened that the guys with their cocks on the chattergig plank had been raping the young ones, ripping their assholes every day and night, so those guys forgot their own perilous situation and started smiling and chuckling. ‘Oh, boy, they’re really going to do it, they’re really going to cut their cocks off,’ one of the delighted boys chortled. “Oh, sweet Daddy, tell me about those cocks that were going to feel the touch of the chattergig,” I begged. “They paired them up by size and so that the biggest, firmest shafts would get trimmed off last. Then the pirate captain yelled out, Lop off those big hot pricks! “Clickety-clickety. The old reliable chattergig was on its way. The first two guys set up a chorus of horrible squeals when the disk bit into the stems of their hard poles. As it dug down into the firm meat and the flesh and blood started flying, the blade stopped its clickety and started humming. Of course the screams were so loud it would have drowned out the clickety anyway. The penises were efficiently detached. The first pair of unfortunate seamen were bubbling blood and blubbering when they were tossed -- cockless -- to the sharks. The pirates were ecstatic. They were laughing and cheering and holding their peckers. The spinning blade completed their first jobs and were headed toward the next pair, making that clickety sound. By then, the young sailors and cabin boys got turned on and started rooting for the chattergig One of them yelled and taunted: Here it comes, Say good-by to your stupid pissers. The chattergig’s gonna get those fat juicers. clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety! “ With each “clickety” Daddy would squeeze my dick head. ” Slice away those slimy peckers! Hummmmmmmmmm. EEEEEEEEEEEE OOOOWWWWWW AAAAAAAARGH!!!!! YES, rip those greasy fuckers! clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety! Give those ugly hard pricks to the ole chattergig! Hummmmmmmmmm. EEEEEEEEEEEE OOOOWWWWWW AAAAAAAARGH!!!!! YEAH, Cut those boners nice and neat. clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety!” “Oh, Daddy, I’m so hot, I can’t take anymore.” My dick had sprung out through the pajama fly. “So what. It’s not your cock getting cut off. -- Now the two big whoppers! -- clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety! Hummmmmmm.... EEEEEEEEEEE YAAAAAH YAAAAAH !!!!! !!!!! EEEEEEEEEEE But the chattergig had slowed down. It was only like a wind-up toy, you know. So by the time it started grinding into those two whoppers, it was barely spinning. Then it stopped, right in the middle of those hefty cocks. Boy, were those guys wailing to high heaven from having their cocks half off and that exhausted whirly blade stuck inside. Then the pirates started it up again and it ground slowly at first while those guys screamed themselves bug-eyed and it went faster and faster and finallly trimmed off the last remnance of their tortured dicks. “Oh, Daddy, those were the best.” “No, the best was yet toi come. Now the big hard super pricks! clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety! Hummmmmmm.... Ha-ha-ha-ha-haw-haw-he-he.”EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE YAAAAAAAAH !!!!!“ Daddy was having a good time, and it got even better when his mouth dived down over my cock head and slid all the way down my rock-hard shaft. The story wasn’t over. Daddy came up for air. “The last two guys were waiting for the ole chattergig and they knew what to expect. One was a muscular sailor and the other was the handsome and well endowed first mate. They leaned their faces together and deep kissed to muffle their screams. The sailor had drawn the mate’s silky tongue out of his mouth and was deep sucking it when the whirling blade got both their cocks at the same time and started humming right through the meaty shafts. The sailor screamed and bit down on the mate’s tongue. He bit it right off. You never heard so much screaming and crying. The mate got his cock and his tongue ripped off at the same time.” “Ha, ha, that’s a good one. A double, one-time-only thrill.” “The young sailors all had giant erections and some squirted their loads and went down on one another’s hot cocks. A couple of them were fucking the cabin boys. They were having such a wild time that they forgot about the pirates. Then they looked up and saw the pirates had dropped their pants. They had evil looks in their eyes and had bigger, harder, uglier supercocks than the severed ones that had been raping them.” “Wow, Daddy, as big as yours?” I asked, grabbing his iron-pipe ramrod and dining on its greasy sweat. “Yes, as big as your Dad’s popsickle. You can imagine the party those pirates had way up inside those boy’s tender asses.” “Oh, do me, Daddy. Get your big lustful rod up my ass and tear it up.” “No, it wouldn’t be proper for a father to fuck his son. Some things just aren’t done. Now, go to sleep and think about what the chattergig did to those boy’s cocks once the heavy-hung pirates wore out their asses.” I had spoken out of line. I had forgotten my Dad was an usher in the church and quite proper.
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