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Make me your slut

Randolph Lucas’ dick was in my mouth now.

-Oh Francis, I really appreciate this, but are you sure?

-I’m totally sure, Randolph. All of this started as a way to make your dick live again and that’s why I did what I did, but noticing you cream your pants made me want to do more and later we stripped and when you were naked I only thought what a sexy man my grandfather is, yes even if you’re 64, even if you’re a boy so I wanted to rehearse something more and maybe this way turn you into what you wanted to be: a slut, your grandson’s slut since you have fun with me, but this way: the sweetest possible way to turn a heterosexual man into a boy’s slut, making it exquisite fun for him, being totally sweet and making him enjoy every step. And the taste of your dick is so damn good that I will often blow you, Randolph, now you now.

I didn’t have much to learn in how to move my tongue. The taste itself was making me learn ways to savour every inch of grandpa’s tasty dick.

-Oh, make me your slut, Francis. I can see that you’re a really sincere boy and you’re enjoying, cause your sexy dick as you suck my cock is totally hard. I only tell you that to become a proper slut, next it should be me that gives you a blowjob. Yes, Francis, I want to do it. I want to thank a wonderful grandson who’s driving me crazy right now and who’s driven me crazy before -I heard him with some difficult cause now the sense I was really enjoying was the sense of taste-. You’re doing it for the first time, you’ve never sucked a cock before and you’re enjoying so I’m sure I’ll feel the same later, cause you’re not just a boy, you’re my sweet Francis, who’s lived with me my whole life and only for that reason, I’m sure I will enjoy and I really wanna be your slut the way you’ve told me. Now I’m only awaiting you -he told me when I had left his dick for a while to also lick his balls and I was slowly going up again up to his glans- to tell me that I can give you a blowjob next and if you tell me I can, I’ll cum now.

-You can give me a blowjob now, Randolph -I told him and in that moment a long river of grandpa’s juice started to fill me. I’d never drunk semen, not even mine, but now I loved how it tasted.

-Francis, you can see how my dick is no longer impotent and how I cum and cum with you, so now for God’s sake, allow your slut to give you a blowjob.

-Ok, Randolph Lucas, go for it.

To make it easier for him, I sat on the nearby couch. He knelt on the floor and it was pornographic to watch that sexy 64-year-old man, totally nude and again totally hard despite his recent cum! He started licking my balls and so that I could see how he was enjoying, he started a new masturbation.

-I wish I could spend the rest of my life giving you blowjobs, Francis. Oh, please call me slut and I will start sucking my sexy grandson’s cock for the first time.

-Yeah, you sexy slut, now you can do it. I’ve seen how you’re enjoying the taste of my balls, so have fun with everything you want and after now I can assure you that grandfather and grandson will always live like this, often naked, often masturbating looking at each other, often giving each other blowjobs.

Randolph’s tongue had been coming slowly up and had stopped briefly at my glans praising the taste and now was swallowing it.

-Make me your slut, Francis.

-Here’s what we’re gonna do, Randolph. We’ll live mostly naked but if you’re not and I want you to take everything off, I’ll tell you and you’ll obey me. If I wanna masturbate you, I’ll simply grab your dick and do it and you’ll never ask me to stop. If I wanna suck your cock, I’ll simply take it into my mouth, no need to tell you anything beforehand and you, as a good slut will never make any objection and will allow me to blow you as often as I fucking desire. And if you want, I can ask you to masturbate me or to suck my cock again.

-Please, Francis, this is a wonderful deal. After now all I want is to see you cumming and since my dick is not a worthless dick anymore thanks to you, I only wanna cum and cum.

-I’m cumming, Randolph. Taste it at least.

And I saw him happily drinking every drop and had the satisfaction of seeing him spill a new load. Oh, I had no remorse: it was so hot to know that a dick, formerly impotent, now could be always erect and often cumming that I knew this was the right thing.

Now I told him we should eat naked. I watched my grandpa’s cock all the time erect as we were eating and all that time, my hands kept on touching him, so he was doing the same to me.

-I’m gonna get a second coke, Randolph -I told him. But it was just the only excuse I could think about to surprise him and do what I wanted to do. So holding the coke bottle in one hand, I approached the table and easily sat on my grandpa’s hard dick and told him.

-If you wanna be my proper slut, now you’ll also have to do this or else I will think that after all you’re no slut or not my slut, so now fuck me, Randolph.

When I was nineteen years old, I was sentenced to serve 3 years in prison for slinging dope. Thats not me anymore, I have completely turned my life around. But my experience behind the wall completely changed me, and my perspective of the world in general, in ways that can only be understood by going through exactly what I went through. To start off, when I went in, I was as straight as you could get, being repulsed at gays/bi’s. I was raised to believe it was wrong, and disgusting, and that it wasn’t the way God intended things. I was as anti homosexual as you can get, but little did I know, that would soon change.

I won’t specify the camp I was at, for several reasons. But the first camp I went to out of diagnostics was notoriously known for having a lot of tranny’s, or sissy’s. There was enough of them for them to be their own gang.  They had their own politics, and their own system. We called them “girls”. Each pod held around 100-150 men. Most camps only have a couple of girls per dorm, you might have 2 or 3 max in a dorm, and every other pod might not have any. But at this camp, there were at least 5 or 6 per pod. 2 or 3 pods had 15 or 20. They looked just like a real woman, had the ass and the hair, they’d crush up skittles and use it as lipstick. They’d turn net bags into pantyhose, if you didn’t know any better, you’d swear they were real females. They had respect and some scale of power, they had their own means of making their own money flow. And they were well respected. You didn’t cross or fuck over the girls, and everybody knew it. If you did, you’d find out quick. They were notorious for targeting young, fresh, green, white boys that had never done any real time. They’d trick them into fucking them. This wasn’t uncommon at all. Im not talking about rape. A straight guy with an old lady back home on the street, would go from  “Hell naw bro, I ain’t gay,” to letting 3 or 4 girls take turns, riding his cock on the floor in the corner. Afterwards He’d say, “Okay, that ass some fire foreal, but I ain’t sucking on a dick,” not even a week later, you’d catch him butt ass naked in that same corner, letting one of the girls fuck his face, he’d be squatted down, catching a mouthful of hard, veiny dick. Not only that, but his cock would be standing up, pulsing and bouncing. Only from having another man’s dick in his mouth. It would be one thing if his cock was limp and slumped over, like he was just sucking dick just to do it, right? Because fuck it, why not? Or because maybe he was paying off debt he owed? And a blowjob served the only payment? Right? What was it that he enjoyed about it? The way it felt in his mouth? How hard it was, combined with the texture of the skin? The throbbing? Or was it just the idea of sexually pleasing another man? How do you go from “No, I’m not gay,” to letting a dick violate your throat, and that alone, makes your cock throb? If your cock is standing straight up, while the head of another man’s dick is down your throat, well, I think that speaks for itself.

Watching a man go from, “Miss me with that gay shit bro,” to letting two girls play with him on his bunk in a matter of a few weeks, made me raise an eyebrow. How could a straight man, all of a sudden, one day, find himself on a pallet in the floor, on his back, with a sweet, tight ass sliding up and down his cock, while another girl mercilessly fucks his throat? That sound of a muffled moan because he’s got a mouthful of dick. “Mmm,Mmm,Mmmm,” My curiosity as to how someone’s sexuality could flip so fast made me watch these men take dick, and give dick more and more. And the more I watched, the more I realized I wasn’t repulsed at it. It was actually hot. What? No. But I don’t like men. Right? I’m straight. But maybe I’m not, because a month or two into my bid, I find myself watching these men fuck each other. I start looking harder every time, and staring longer, and even getting hard. Getting hard from watching these guys around my age, maybe a little older, fuck the shit out of these smooth, feminine, pretty looking women with dicks. Got the ass of a woman, the waist and hips, the legs and long hair, and the sexy swag that reminds me of my best friends fine ass mom back home. Just like the tranny’s you see do porn. I’m talking about some hardcore, hot, bareback fucking. A lot of dirty talk and ass slapping, face fucking and threesomes. You’d occasionally see an orgy in the showers. Gang Members that wanted some would stand guard with shanks to make sure they’d get theirs, and that their fuck fest wouldn’t be interrupted. Witnessing this happen was super often, and unavoidable. Given the fact we were living in a military barrack like environment, there were no rooms you could duck off in and shut the door. Everything that was done was done in the open. So like it or not, you were going to see things. Stabbings, robberies, absolute ass beatings, sometimes even murder. And last but not least, a lot of gay sex.

If one of the girls found you attractive and wanted you, they wouldn’t take no for an answer. I think that’s why it was so common to watch guys give in so quick. But if you wanted a piece and they didn’t think you were all that, you’d have to pay to fuck. If I remember correctly, it cost you 60 or just under 100 to have one bend over in front of you and spread her ass, or she would just stand there and jack off for you, and you could jack and blow a load on her. But that’s it. Touch her, and you’d get poked. A little over 100 would get you some mean head, but you’d have to pull out. Would have to pay a little more to nut in her mouth, and a little over 200 or 250 would get you laid. 500-600 would get you a threesome. And you could pick who you played with. I wasn’t CONSTANTLY pushed up on, but I was pretty often, and it was by the same 4 every time. They’d look at me and suck on a finger, or bite a lip at me. They’d throw comments, like “Boy, you’re fine as shit. I promise this ass better than any pussy you’ve had on the street.” I wanted to find out. For a while I’d duck off to the toilet, or make a jack shack, and I’d crank one out to the thought of one of them easing down on my dick, trying to get it all up there, that first, hot, initial push that stretches that hole out, that takes a minute. Id think about finally getting in a good rhythm, after that hole opens up and gives a little, and it’s stretched out and ready for a good fuck. I remember wanting to reach around and hug her and pull her down with my left arm, and hold onto that fat, sweet ass with my right hand, while I pumped my cock up her stomach. Slap it every 20, 30 seconds. Make the other inmates jealous. I’d want them to hear every grunt, every moan, every time my nuts clapped against her bare ass, every slap, every bit of dirty talk. The thought of every inmate in there hearing me get mine turned me on. I’d fantasize about getting my hands on one of those sluts. Those freaky, cock hungry cum dumpsters, and I’d spray nut all over myself. But could I act on this fantasy? I wouldn’t be judged, because every man in here for the most part has fucked before at least once. Some were into it more than others. Gay shaming didn’t exist anymore. Not in here at least. Gay wasn’t even a term. How is it gay, when they’re girls? Right? It wasn’t another man’s ass you were fucking. Not in here. It was a pussy. A boy pussy. A bussy. I decided I would mentally prepare myself for it, for blowing my load down another man’s rectum. Because I wanted some. I wanted to get mine. And what happens in the chain gang, stays in the chain gang.

A year into my bid, I had a solid system going. I had scrapped and stabbed enough to have at least some respect from even the most feared killers. I had little to no beef with anyone, except a few bloods. But nothing crazy. I had my own hustles and means of making money, I was plugged in solid with a couple of Gangs, I had a handful of good friends that I trusted. It took a while, but I finally learned the ropes and the politics, and I eventually got comfortable. One day, it was a time in the day most of everyone was napping. You’d have a few stragglers up and awake, but most of everyone was laid up sleeping. Usually after lunch, like 1 or 2 o clock. This time of day was real quiet and laid back, and the few that were up and awake would want to shower while it was quiet and calm. This time of day, you would be the only one showering probably. Maybe with another person. Maybe. I had walked into the showers, I put my clothes on the half wall that bordered the actual showers off from the pod itself. I turned the corner naked, and there she was. Tracy. The finest girl I thought was in there. To the others she was 3rd or 4th in line, but I drooled over her. For MONTHS, I had jacked off over and over to the thought of rearranging her insides. She was white, long straight hair down just below her shoulders, probably 5’4 or 5’5. Light brown hair, hazel eyes. On a scale she was probably a 7 or an 8. But the way she carried herself drove me insane. She was just sexy. Super feminine and pretty, petite. Could pick her up and set her down on my dick probably, with ease. She was showering with her back toward the entrance, which meant she knew she had that ass on her. She knew what was up, and liked showing it off to other men. Because in prison, you shower with your back to the wall. If you didn’t, that was a way of saying “Come get it,” or at least an invitation to stare, all you want. I played it cool, went about my business and started to shower. With my back to the wall, she was ahead of me, but to the right a little bit. I couldn’t help but to stare, and watch the hot, steamy soap water run down that smooth, pale, sweet ass. She had been down for several years, and had been a girl for 6 or 7. She was convinced of Vehicular Homicide and was sentenced a 15 to the door.I found out from her personally later, that she came in completely straight, at barley 20. Eventually wanted to try a dick, and did. And loved it. It was on from there. You could tell she had been working on making her body, especially her ass look like a womans. I looked at it and knew it had to be tight. Fuck. As I watched, I started to get hard. I knew I had a big dick. From my experience with women in the past, I just knew it. I had had girls straight up tell me no, because it was “too big” I was and still am, every bit of 8 inches. My dick eventually got HARD, as I continued to shower and watch her. My dick was extended straight out and pulsing in under a couple of minutes. I wasn’t expecting her to turn and look at me, but she did. I was caught off guard. We made eye contact, and then she looked down and smirked. She bit her lip and said “Ooooh, big boy.” She turned back around and giggled, and kept showering. I knew right then and there, that I’m about to either get poked, or get laid. I eased up behind her and said “Maybe you can help me?” She turned and laughed, and said “I always did think you’re kinda cute,” A few seconds later, my tongue was down her throat, and both of my hands were on her ass. And she tasted good. Her body was smooth like a woman’s, I could feel her cock against my leg, I reached down and started stroking it. I wanted to use her. Feeling her dick grow in my hand turned me on, and a part of me wanted to taste it. But no, I don’t want a whole cock in my mouth. I’m just curious. She knelt down and started jacking my dick and looking up at me, grinning. She said “I love straight boys,” before swallowing the head. She used her hand too, a real pro. The suckling sounds were loud, and her moans of pleasure reassured me that she wanted my dick. Craved it. “Mmmm, Mmmm, Mmmm” She sucked it heavy and hard for a few minutes, and came up off of it with a gasp,”Uhhh fuck, that’s a big dick,” I wound her hair up with my hands and made her look at me, “I thought you liked em big baby?” I started to brutally fuck her face, she couldn’t take it all, I’d get so deep I’d feel teeth.  I’d hold it until she would “Ouughhh, ouuughhh,” Finally, I yanked her up and turned her around, bent her over and grabbed her ass. I spread her cheeks and said “Fuuuuckkkk, baby that looks nice,” I slapped it good a few times, spread it back open so I could look at that ass hole. It looked tight for sure. It was small and hairless and pink, and glistening wet. I dug my tongue into it the best I could, I wanted to taste her before I fucked her. Bent against the wall, she moaned, I could see her dick and balls hanging down, her dick was hard already. I ate her ass for probably 5 minutes, I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed that. I stood up and started to push the tip in, and the water combined with the soap made it slide right in. She said “Ooh, fuck baby, you’re big.” I would ease it in a little at a time, with every push, she would moan, she’d giggle at me, and talk to me. “I’m gonna make you mine, boy. That’s a sweet cock. Oooh, fuck.” “Baby, that dicks gonna make me nut on the wall.” I finally got it in to where it wouldn’t go any further, I couldn’t fuck her any deeper. It was so tight, and so warm. It made pussy feel like garbage. I started backing out and thrusting back in slow, and eventually, I was really fucking her. I reached in and held onto her neck for leverage, the water made my balls clap against her ass loud as shit. “Unh, uhhh, fuckk,” “Plap, Plap, Plap, Plap,” “Yeah, baby, fuck me with that dick,” I knew we were waking people up, but I didn’t give a shit. I was having a lot of fun. I ended up dumping my load down her ass. I let my cock sit in her and throb, while my nut oozed out of me and into her. She started jacking, and came super quick. I remember being upset because I couldn’t watch her dick spray nut on the wall and floor. A part of me still wanted it in my mouth. That long and kind of skinny, smooth, pale cock. It looked juicy. The idea that another man came because my dick was in him, letting me use him, the thought turned me on. I was hooked.

Over the holiday weekend, I was contacted by one of my fisting buddies, Jerry. He asked if I’d be interested in a session with him and his boyfriend, Ross. They’d been dating for some time, but it was only recently that Ross became interested in fisting. They have been together for almost 7 years in an open relationship, so Jerry and I played together a few times without any guilt. He was very clear that he and Ross were turned on by the idea of Jerry running chariot on two bottoms, and he thought of me right away.

I’ve written about Jerry a couple of times before. He’s slightly older than myself, a stereotypical Daddy-type. Silver hair and beard, silver chest hair, beefy, Alpha, large hands, thick 8” cock. Ross is younger, mid-30’s, stereotypical twink build. 5’7”, smooth, blond, brown eyes, cute, flamboyant personality. I’d met him only once in passing. 

Before I agreed to play with Jerry and Ross, I had to clear this with Jace. He didn’t say “no”, but he did say that if I cum, I won’t get my dick back until next year. He also said if I lied, he’d find out, and it wouldn’t be good for me. He was taunting me and was giddy at the idea that I would shoot a load so he could keep my dick under his control for another 31 days. I’d come this far, I assured him I would not come at all and he snickered “”We’ll see, won’t we, fag.”

I called Jerry and told him I’d be there but that he needed to help me make sure I didn’t cum. He said he couldn’t make any promises, and because he knows Jace said. “I bet Jace would love it if I told him you shot a nut with me, ha!” I told him I was going to rethink my acceptance of his invitation if he was going to be that way. He told me to “stop being a baby and get my pussy over there!”

So I douched well and grabbed some supplies and downed a couple of gummies. I had recently bought a new neoprene singlet, all black with red piping, the ass was completely open, perfect for fisting. The singlet was quite snug around the metal cage, there was no doubt about that. 

When I arrived to Jerry’s, he answered the door wearing a leather apron, nothing underneath.  and a black leather cap. He looked like a Tom of Finland model and it was hot as fuck. He pulled me in for a hug and kiss and invited me upstairs where he said Ross was waiting for us.

When I entered the bedroom, I saw Ross on all 4’s at the edge of the bed with a butt plug up his butt. 

“”We got a head start, but we’ll catch you up.”, Jerry said. “Come on, get comfortable and let me see that hole.”

I stripped out of my clothes and with only the singlet on Jerry gave me a glance of approval and told me to get next to Ross on the bed. The gummies were doing wonders. As Jerry began to eat my hole out, I took some poppers and Ross turned his head and we began to make out. Jerry said it looked so hot to see us make out like that as he began to put his fingers into my opening hole. At the same time, he began to twist and turn the butt plug impaled in Ross’s ass. 

As Jerry inserted more fingers and pried open my hole, a little deeper, Ross and I did a hit of Max Impact spray, we swapped tongues and Jerry’s hand popped right inside me. I moaned hard into Ross’s open mouth. Jerry rested his hand inside my gape and then pulled the butt plug from his boyfriend’s butt hole. 

Jerry pulled his hand out of me and went to liberally lube up both his hands. Ross and I traded the brown bottle and I arched my back, as did Ross, and looking into each other’s eyes, our holes were being penetrated by Jerry’s hands. The look of ecstasy on Ross’s face was wild to watch as we both made babbling noises. Jerry was grunting and shouting down to us that we were two hot faggots, his faggots, and how awesome it was to watch us swallow his fists down to the wrist. 

It was time for Jerry to grease up his hands again. He had us get into our backs and hold our legs up by the ankles. He said he wanted to see our piggy faces when he punches out our holes. Ross and I locked arms, my right, his left and Jerry used his closed fists on us. I could hear the sound of our holes being beaten to a pulp. Every stroke sent electric jolts throughout my body. I was delirious, Ross was not too far off from complete delirium either.

We passed the brown bottle back and forth for almost 45 minutes while Jerry never stopped working our holes over with depth and force. It was magical. 

Then he asked Ross to get on his back, while laying on my back. He was light enough, my back was strong enough. I grabbed my gas mask and took 5 or 6 deep breaths and felt my hole really open up as Jerry was going crazy from elbow to wrist, up and back, jab punching me. I heard Ross moaning like a bitch on top of me, begging his lover not to stop. I became so jealous when I heard him stroking his hard dick. 

 That was the first time I was worried about cumming. I had ignored my cock the entire time until I heard Ross wanking off. Jerry asked him if he was gonna cum, and Ross said yes. He told him to get up and breed my ass, which he did. He filled my blown out hole with his seed and when he pulled out Jerry told me to put on the mask and he used Ross’s cum as lube to give me another round of gut punches. My hole began to display a wild rosebud.

Jerry and Ross took turns licking my blooming rosebud and Jerry told Ross he needed a break and that he should fist me. Ross said he’s new to fisting but willing to go for it. I flipped onto my back and held up my legs and let Ross use his smaller hand to punch me for awhile. 

I asked him if he wanted to try a double on me since his hands were small and my hole was wide open like a tunnel. Jerry helped him grease up while I sprayed more max Impact into the cloth and placed it into my mouth. In seconds I was flying so high seeing stars as Ross placed one palm over the other which had already been inserted inside me. Jerry coached him through it and soon, I had both his hands inside me. Jerry pulled Ross’s forearms slowly up and back, carefully, as I watched my hole spread like a canyon. 

I signaled to Jerry I needed a break. We talked and drank beers for awhile. I was still spinning from the poppers and gummies and Jerry wanted more. He asked Ross to grease up and place his hand inside me. Next, Jerry pried his larger hand over Ross’s and they were both inside me now. I bawled and whinnied like a pony, it was so wild, as both of them clasped hands and played my pussy like fiddle, my cunt would take days to recover from this session!

When I was completely finished, Jerry fucked my loose pussy and filled it with cum. It dribbled out of me instantly as the give  in my anus muscles was temporarily blown to bits.

We cleaned up and when when I was feeling good enough, I drove home and texted Jace. I told him I’d been fisted and taken doubles, but I didn’t cum and if he didn’t believe me he could ask Jerry himself.

He sent back a message that he would text Jerry right now to see if I’m a lying sack of shit.

A few minutes later he said he’d see me Friday night to set my dick free. 
So that’s it readers, I made it! I have not cum all month. I can’t wait to tell you about my first orgasm outside of its confines sometime soon. Very excited!

Tank’s friend, Guillermo, asked if he could be a calendar model for the next year.  This isn’t an unordinary ask from Tank’s friends so he happily accepts and prepares days ahead to get his body in tip top shape so that he can get it to look good on camera.

By the time the photoshoot date rolls around, Tank has conditioned and toned his body more than it already looks.  While Tank is already a pretty big muscled guy, his training and lifting makes it appear that his muscles are always pumped which bodes well for a photoshoot like this that accentuates muscles and the male physique.

The venue is a small warehouse with a large crew that’s putting the finishing touches of the different sets together.  Dozens of people scamper around the sets and tend to the models to make sure they look as pristine as they possibly can to best convey the sensual vibe of the shoot.

When Tank walks in he’s immediately greeted by Guillermo who is a skinnier and smaller set guy by comparison to someone like Tank, “Tank!  Thanks for agreeing to do this on such short notice, I knew I could depend on you.”  Around Guillermo’s neck is his trusty digital camera.

“Of course!  Always happy to help out Gil,” Tank responds with a wide smile.  The two give each other a quick hug as they always do when they see each other.

Gil says, “I have you in for June since that’s when your birthday is so I thought it would make sense and you always have a beach bod anyway.  I was also hoping you would be okay with being March too–we had a last minute drop out.”

Tank smiles and nods.  “I don’t mind at all.”

“You’re a fucking lifesaver like you have no idea, thank you so much!  Go ahead and get ready, we’re working on February right now so you’ll be up pretty soon,” Gil says before running off to start taking pictures again.

Tank goes to the changing area of the warehouse which mostly comprises makeshift separated curtains that act as changing rooms.  As Tank gets to his designated changing room he briefly makes eye contact with a familiar face.

It may have been a month ago, but Tank always remembers the faces of the people that meet his cock.  He briefly makes eye contact with Marcus from the outdoor beach gym.  Marcus immediately blushes and hastily walks away.  Tank can’t help but have a small smirk creep up on his face.

When Tank goes into his changing room he can see the different revealing outfits for him to wear for today’s shoot and a small mirror to make sure he’s put everything on correctly.  March’s outfit is a tight pair of emerald green shorts that gives way for Tank’s bulge to be comfortable and obvious to the camera as well as a green glittery bow tie and white cuffs.  June’s outfit is an equally short pair of swimming trunks, sunglasses, and multiple seashell related accessories.

Tank quickly changes into the outfit for March, making sure he has everything on correctly and adjusting what he sees fit.  He leaves the changing area and back into the main photography area where the set has been changed to match the green theme of March.  Before being directed to take center stage of the set, several assistants rub slick oil all over Tank’s body.  The oil highlights each and every crevice and bulge of Tank’s muscular body and reflects nicely against the soft studio lights.

Gil directs Tank’s shoot smoothly, the two have worked together so many times before that their cohesion is seamless.  Many of the poses are playfully suggestive with a strong emphasis on Tank’s muscles and bulge.  As Tank is modeling he can see Marcus watching from the crew in his own revealing outfit that hints to Tank that Marcus is a hired model.

When the shoot for March ends, Tank is told to hurry and change into his outfit for June.  Tank obliges with no questions, quickly making his way back to his changing room.  Not long after Tank enters his changing room, Marcus steps in, quickly drawing the curtain closed.  Tank turns around to see Marcus’s flustered and bashful face trying not to make any sort of eye contact.

“Oh hey there,” Tank greets with a wide smile.  “Nice to see–“

“Shut up,” Marcus hushes.  He steps in a bit closer to Tank and whispers, “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about your cock and it’s pissing me off.”

“I’m sorry, it has that effect on people,” Tank responds, chuckling a bit to break the tension in the confined space.

“You don’t get it.  I want it so badly.  You’ve gotten me thinking about it so much that I think about it when I jack off instead of watching porn.  That fucking dick of yours is all I can think about and it’s driving me crazy.  I’ve even had other guys in me and they’re nothing compared to your cock,” Marcus confesses, his eyes periodically peering down at the defined outline of Tank’s cock.

Tank grins, he recognizes the look on Marcus’s face.  It’s not the first time Tank has charmed someone enough that they want his cock.  Tank places a hand on Marcus’s shoulder and says, “If you want it, all you have to do is ask.”

Tank pushes Marcus down onto his knees.  Marcus is practically drooling as he’s at eye level with Tank’s dick that’s barely obscured by the thin fabric of boxer briefs.  Tank presses his covered dick against Marcus’s wet lips.  Marcus kisses the outline of Tank’s cock, sucking and licking as he wants to taste the hard meat.  Tank pulls down his shorts, his massive cock springing forth and slapping Marcus in the face.  Without any hesitation, Marcus gets to work.

Marcus runs his tongue all along Tank’s long shaft, savoring each and every hot inch that he’s been missing inside of him.  Marcus’s tongue swirls around Tank’s big cock head before he takes it into his mouth.  Marcus looks up at Tank as he’s sucking, his eyes are treated to the glistening image of Tank’s oiled muscles flexing before him and Tank looking down at him with a playful, mischievous grin.  Marcus’s hands find themselves sliding up Tank’s body, feeling every ab and muscle until they reach Tank’s large juicy pecs that are a handful each.  The erotic sight of a cock hungry boy tending to his cock gets Tank even harder and oozing with precum.

Wanting to feel more, Tank grabs the slides of Marcus’s head and thrusts his cock.  Marcus must have practiced as he’s not gagging as much as he once did, but his throat is getting maxed out by Tank’s thick cock that completely takes over his airway.  When Tank pulls out, Marcus coughs and gags a bit, his thick saliva completely coating Tank’s now slick cock.  Marcus breaths heavily and strokes Tank’s cock as he kisses and sucks the low hanging bull balls before his eyes.

Tank pulls Marcus’s hair to make Marcus look at him.  Tank commands, “Give me that ass.”

“Yes sir,” Marcus complies with ease.  His entire expression is different from what it was when he first entered the changing room.  The agitated look has changed into one of servitude and eroticism.

Marcus stands and turns around, sticking his ass out for Tank.  Tank’s saliva slick cock pushes into Marcus’s tight hungry hole, once it pushes past the sphincter Marcus lets out an excited yelp.  Tank grabs Marcus’s broad shoulders and begins thrusting into a nice tight meaty ass that accepts his cock without any issue.

Marcus can feel each inch of the big cock inside of him.  He can feel it slide in and out, hitting that pleasurable spot inside of his ass that he’s been yearning for someone to hit.  The pleasurable pain of Tank’s cock stretching his hole out makes him moan each and every single time.

Tank pulls Marcus’s hair again to force him to watch himself in the mirror in front of them.  Marcus is incredibly turned on by the sight of his pleasured face and rolled back eyes.  His body flushes red with the rising heat shared between the two.  Marcus’s oiled muscles bounce in rhythm with Tank’s thrusts, adding onto the visual eroticism before him.

“Hey Tank, are you okay?” Gil’s voice speaks from the other side of the curtain.

Marcus immediately hushes his moaning voice, his face turning a bright red.  Tank peeks his head out from the curtain and says, “Yeah!  I’m almost done, I’ll be out there in a bit.”

“Okay, we’re just waiting on you, so come out when you’re ready!” Gil walks away leaving Tank to continue fucking Marcus.

Tank’s strong arms wrap around Marcus’s neck and pulls him upward.  Marcus’s body arches and he’s able to watch his own cock flopping in the mirror and his muscled body taking in Tank’s big cock with each strong thrust.  With the time crunch imminent, Tank’s thrusts are faster, harder, deeper.  Marcus’s moans are quiet, but he wants to let loose.  He’s been missing Tank’s thick, fat cock since their initial encounter and he wants to savor the feeling of it in his ass again.

“Looks like I need to hurry, you want my cum don’t you?” Tank asks.

Marcus turns his head, his completely exasperated face flushed red.  Marcus nods, a weak moan concurring, “Yes please.  I want it so bad.”

Tank leans in to kiss Marcus’s cheek, saying, “Good boy.”

The thrusts are sped up, slamming in deep.  The repeated hammering of Tank’s cock is driving Marcus wild, his own hard cock flopping about, his moans filling the small changing room until he cums all over the mirror and floor without even needing to have his cock touched at all.  As Marcus cums, his ass tightens around Tank’s cock, squeezing hard.  WIth a few more pumps, Tank holds Marcus tightly and thrusts one final time.  Thick hot cum fills Marcus’s ass, the hot sensation getting him drunk by the sensation.   Tank’s cock pulses and pushes more and more cum until he can feel himself depleted of his hot fluids.

When Tank pulls his cock out drops of Tank’s cum splatters on the ground.  He commands Marcus, “Lick it up, don’t let that good cum go to waste.  And lick yours too.”

Marcus obeys without question.  He drops to the floor, licking up Tank’s cum to savor the delicious thick sperm that he’s been missing.  He licks up all of the cum he shot, the strong masculine flavors mixing in his mouth.

“What do you say?” Tank asks.

“Thank you for your cum sir,” Marcus breathes out heavily.

“Good boy.”

The rest of the photoshoot goes by without issue, Tank modeling perfectly to Gil’s vision.  However, Tank notices that throughout the rest of the shoot, Marcus touching himself any time Tank is the central focus of the camera.

I am Jerry, a 22 year old bitch boy.  Am 5ft 9inches tall and keep myself in good shape by working out. I have shoulder length blond hair, dangling earrings on both ears, nails painted pearl white, and a lovely pearl necklace.  I love leather, particularly my tight black leather jeans that frame my ass.  Love feeling my leather and rubbing my leather crotch till I get rock hard. I hunger for BBC in mouth and in my cunt.  

I am in a leather bar checking out black dudes.  I am looking at one gorgeous guy that is 5-11 and wearing black tank top, black leather jeans tucked into high white AF1s.  I guess he is in his late 20’s.  I get the nerve to go over and introduce myself. 

I’m Jerry.   Love your look, bro with the black leather tucked into the white boots.”

“Thanks, I’m Jim.  I dig your look too, pretty boy, particularly your long blond hair and the earrings”

We chat for a while till Jim invites me to his place.   When we get there we start to kiss, with Jim sticking his tongue deep in my mouth.

“Fuck, you’re such a pretty little bitch, I have to fuck you, Jerry”

“I want your BBC inside me, Jim.”

We sit on the leather couch stroking each other’s leather crotches.

I go down on Jim’s  white boots, kissing and licking them.

“That’s it, white bitch boy, give my boots a good licking”

I kiss and lick his boots and then suck the toe of the boot.

“Ok, Jerry,  enough with my boots, do my dick now.”

I move to his black leather crotch and start to lick and suck it.  His hardness has stretched the black leather so it is tight.  I start to rub it and Jim begins to moan.  I unzip his jeans and to start lick and kiss his BBC, all 7inches. 

“Do me, you cocksucking, little bitch”

I love being called, what I am- a bitch who loves cock in my mouth or in my pussy.

I kiss and his beautiful black shaft as I stroke it.   Oh fuck.

“I love seeing your mouth on my cock, faggot. Suck it”

I take a most of his cock in my mouth and start to suck.  It tastes so fuckin good.  I reach for his leather ass and start to rub it.

“Yeah, bitch do my leather ass.”

I work on his cock and ass for some time.

“ I want your ass now”

I get down on my hands and knees.  Jim starts licking my leather ass as he strokes his cock.He pulls down my jeans so he can enjoy my ass and hole.  He slaps my ass and then licks it. 

“Wow, such pretty pink hole, Jerry.  I am going to love rimming it and then fucking it”

Jim goes down my hole, devouring it with his mouth.  He starts to tongue fuck my hole”

“Fuck me, Jim.   I want your BBC now.”

“Ok, bitch, here it comes.    My cock looks so good going into your pretty white ass”

I feel his black hardness going inside me.  It feels so good.

“That’s it Jim, fill your bitch with your BBC”

“Yeah ,white faggot, take all of my cock”

Jim starts slowly and gradually picks up his rhythm. He fucks me for while and then  pulls his cock out.

“Suck my wet cock now and taste the juices in your ass, boy”

I  devour his cock and  revel in its taste.

“You’re such a bitch,  I love fucking you”

He enters me again, pounding my hole and slapping my ass.

Oh fuck,  I am cumming, Jerry.  OHHHHHHHHHH

I feel his warm load deep inside.   This is what I want so much.  I am his woman now with his cum deep in my cunt.  I can’t hold off and shoot my jizz everywhere.

He goes down on my hole and tastes his cum that is dripping out.  I kiss him enjoying his cum on my lips.

We lay there kissing each other. 

Jim starts to get hard again and starts jerking his cock over my hole and drops another load on my hole.   Jim takes his phone and takes a pic of his black cock dripping cum on white hole.  

“Oh yeah,  Jim, I am going to love that pic and will use it to jerk off everyday. I love your dick so much”.

“It was good, Jerry.  I love fucking pretty white bitches”.

Tommy held the condom up

Filled by a horny hunk

He slipped it right inside his mouth

And sucked out all the spunk

The lad was only twenty two

But liked a lot of sperm

When it came to sucking cock

He’d not a lot to learn

He rolled the condom round his mouth

Then stuck his tongue inside

The spunk was sweet and creamy

It was the best he’d ever tried

But there were more cocks he’d to drain

Lined up to fill his gob

Another hairy man appeared

And Tommy sucked his knob

With both hands free he wanked two dicks

Whilst sucking on the cock

All pricks were throbbing visibly

And solid as a rock

The lad sucked off his second dick

The cum creamed on his tongue

He savoured the sweet taste of it

The man was pretty hung

Two spunking’s in his belly now

But Tommy needed more

So the dicks that he was wanking

Knew what Tommy’s gob was for

Both cocks worked in to Tommy’s mouth

The lad sucked on them good

He yearned another load of spunk

Like all cock suckers should

One spurted quite a heavy load

Cum slid from Tommy’s lips

Then the other cock began to cum

The lad was thrilled to bits

Two spunking stiff hot juicy pricks

Discharging all their batter

Tommy gladly took the lot

As the cocks began to splatter

Throat yoghurt pouring in his gut

The lad still had a greed

Four more cocks to satisfy

A slut who needs to feed

The load count was incredible

Some condoms used were drained

The lad was so cum ravenous

And pretty well self trained

The sucking session was divine

The time had quickly passed

But Tommy needed lots more spunk

But now shot in his arse

He lay across the cum wet bed

His arsehole gaping wide

Whilst two enormous rampant pricks

Tried hard to get inside

Tommy begged for cocks to fuck

And twitched his yearning crack

One cock slid up his greedy hole

And fucked him with attack

Balls bashed his arse repeatedly

As Tommy whimpered loud

His noise was swiftly silenced

By a prick so stiff and proud

Spit roasted by two lustful cocks

The lad was in no haste

The room now had some other pricks

His mouth was there to taste

His arsehole creamed and gaping

Sought another fucking hunk

A cock the biggest in the room

And desperate to spunk

Thirty loads of man seed

And a face cum glazed with cum

The session ended for the men

Who’s balls were drained and done

As for Tommy he was left

To toss off on his own

But being a self sucker

He’d just suck his own stiff bone

Legs swung up and over

His cock was there to suck

His spunk was soon shot down his throat

How he wished he could self fuck!

Ben and Karl stood devouring each other with their eyes standing on the edge of a new adventure. Both felt nervous. Ben knew that Karl had confided a deeply held desire to him and that he had a duty to help him act it out. Karl knew that he had put his heart on the line and wanted Ben to respect this and to repay the trust that he had put in him. After a few moments that felt endless Ben took the initiative and moved forward. He grabbed Karl’s face and started to kiss him with an intensity that showed clearly how much he wanted this fit younger guy. His hands moved all over Karl’s body exploring what was underneath the rubber vest. Chest hair flowed out from each side of the vest and there was a forest of dark hair showing at the top. He put his hands down towards Karl’s abs and pubes and felt the heat coming from Karl’s cock as it poked out of the top of the small, damp Speedos he had been forced to wear. He made sure that he did not touch Karl’s cock as he knew that he needed to make Karl work for that first touch. Karl’s tongue explored the inside of Ben’s mouth as his hands roved over Ben’s body. Karl liked the way in which the rubber vest showed off Ben’s curves and clearly showed his erect nipples which were crying out to be sucked. Karl explored what was under the cycling shorts and loved the contrast between leather and lycra as his hand explored Ben’s arse and cock. Ben’s cock felt bigger and heavier than his and he really wanted to be told what Ben wanted him to do with it.

Ben pulled away from the kiss and took a step backwards and closed the door. He had deliberately left the door to the street open whilst they were kissing and exploring and had made sure that he was not visible from the street but Karl was. Karl knew this and this had increased his excitement. Ben looked carefully at Karl and started to frown. “Where is the drawstring on those Speedos? I want to be always able to see the drawstring”. Karl looked down and pulled the drawstring out and Ben told him to lie down on the floor and start doing pushups in front of the window. Karl started to do this and liked the fact that anyone passing by could see him being punished by his leather and rubber clad master. Ben wanted to see Karl’s muscles moving through the rubber and he loved seeing his sweat starting to show through his chest hair and make it damp like the Speedos. He then told him to stop and stand up and Karl stood up all hot and sweaty and fully erect. Ben gave a brief smile and then the frown returned. “On your knees my shoes need cleaning and you have to make them shine”. Karl got down and started to lick saying “yes master”. The speed at which he did this showed Ben that he was happy in his new role and he started to get fully hard in his lycra shorts and a spot of pre cum appeared. When Karl had finished with the shoes Ben told him to get up and to clean up the spot on his shorts as his reward. Karl got to work and had licked up all of the pre cum which was coming through strongly by now.

Karl looked at Ben and wondered what was about to happen as Ben had gone quiet. he eventually said “I think it is time that I saw what is under your vest. Strip in front of the window. I want everyone to be able to see my slave doing what he is told.” Karl nodded his head and went over to the window and slowly started to peel the rubber vest off. Ben was amazed by what he began to see. He first saw Karl’s flat, furry stomach and then his nipples and pecs started to reveal themselves. His nipples were brown and erect just poking through the dark chest hair that surrounded them. The sweat glistened on his body and had made some interesting patterns over his chest. Ben could also see Karl’s pubes and tan line clearly now and the drawstring was doing a good job of keeping Karl’s cock inside the Speedos. Karl stood in full view of the street only wearing a very small pair of Speedos and was fully hard as a result. After a moment Ben said “Time to go into the bathroom as I feel that you have deserved a reward for doing what you are told so well.” Karl looked pleased that his master was going to reward him and followed him out of the living room into the bathroom.

Once they had reached the bathroom Ben told Karl that it was time for him to have a shower as he was so hot and sweaty. He then told him that it needed to be a cold shower to cool him down as he did not have master’s permission to be erect. Karl nodded and waited for what was coming. Ben suddenly pulled his cock out of his lycra shorts and started to pee all over Karl’s chest. The pee was warm and golden and Karl loved the sensation of being drenched by his master as a reward for good behaviour. Ben aimed his pee at Karl’s face and was delighted that Karl quickly opened his mouth and started to drink. This was something that they had discussed and they had both agreed that they would only drink pee with a very special person that they trusted. As Ben finished off he told Karl to clean up and Karl dropped down and started to roll in the pee on the floor to start to try and clean it up. Ben loved watching Karl do this as it showed that he was so eager to please. Ben then sat down on the edge of the bath and told Karl to get up. “Bend over I want to see that arse of yours.” Karl got up and went to bend over Ben’s leather covered lap. His arse was tense as he anticipated what was coming next. Ben wanted to make him relax a little bit so started to stroke him all over and told him what a nice arse he had. He then told him to stand up and take the Speedos off. He wanted to see Karl completely naked. Karl was disappointed but did as he was told and slowly undid the drawstring and lowered the Speedos revealing himself fully naked in front of his master. Ben just looked in admiration at Karl’s cut cock which had finally been revealed. Ben took the Speedos and told Karl to open his mouth. Karl did this not knowing what to expect. Ben stuffed the Speedos into Karl’s mouth as a gag and told him to bend over again. This time he did not hesitate and started to slap Karl hard on his arse and watched as Karl’s arse turned red. Karl moaned in pleasure as he felt his hard cock against Ben’s hard cock with only the lycra separating them as Ben asserted his domination over him.

Ben stood up and told Karl to get down on his knees and to start sucking his cock. Karl wanted to please and did as he was told straight away. He gently pulled back the lycra to finally see Ben’s cock. Ben was hard and Karl started to explore his uncut cock with his mouth and tongue. He liked the fact that Ben was bigger than him and he loved to feel the girth of Ben’s cock in his mouth.

Ben’s cock was soon wet with Karl’s spit mixed with his own pre-cum. Karl was getting a bit frustrated as he wanted Ben to touch his cock but he knew he had to wait until his master was ready to touch him. Ben told him to stop as he wanted to see Karl stood up and fully erect. As he stood up Ben grabbed Karl’s balls and started to squeeze them. He then took hold of Karl’s cock and started to move his hand up and down it. Karl moaned as he felt the longed for touch at last. Ben then suddenly dropped to his knees and took Karl’s cock whole into his mouth and started to explore it with his tongue. He got up and told Karl that he had been a good slave and what did he want as his reward. Karl said that he would like to see master naked and to be allowed to play with master’s cock whilst master played with his. Ben nodded and slowly stripped off his vest and revealed his hairy chest. He then took off his chaps and finally the lycra shorts. They were both now stood naked and erect in front of each other and they both wanted to please each other. Ben moved towards the shower and turned it on and told Karl to get in. Karl did this and Ben joined him and told Karl to start exciting him. Karl gently took Ben’s cock into his hands and started to stroke it. Ben was soon groaning in pleasure and took hold of Karl’s cock and they were soon wanking each other more and more vigorously. Ben told Karl to show master how much he wants to please him by cumming first and Karl’s cock soon explodes with cum shooting all over Ben’s chest. Suddenly Ben’s face changed and he had a look of intense concentration as his world came to a standstill and he concentrated on his own orgasm. This was very intense and Karl’s chest was soon covered in Ben’s cum as spasm after spasm shook his body.

As their breathing returns to normal they both just stand in the shower and grin at each other. Ben then says “Now for the good bit!” and he starts to gently clean Karl up and then turns off the shower. He grabs a towel and then very gently started to dry Karl and they are soon both enveloped in the same towel gently touching and drying each other. Once they are dry Ben leads Karl into the bedroom and invited him to lie down. Karl does this and Ben lies down too. Ben simply puts Karl’s head on his chest and gently kisses him and tells him that he wants Karl’s beautiful face to be the first thing that he sees when he wakes up. Karl gives him a cheeky grin and a long kiss and says “I think that we can manage that”. The emotion of the day soon catches up with both of them and they fall asleep side by side. This was to be the start of many new adventures as that initial hook up in a seedy bar proved to be far more permanent than either of them ever imagined it would be as master and slave had found each other and the fit was a perfect one.

It took me a long time to find the classes I come from a small town with a less sophisticated system of classes for the first week  in Hiddleburn town.

It is comparatively bigger than my earlier settlement and advanced too. Economically and also in many sectors but we all in bright sunshine forget to look for shadows.

I came alone to live here in our house that was purchased by my uncle so I just took benefit of the very fact. I also am late to the year by a few months so I knew friends were out and they should be I cannot put my energy there.

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I was lonely and needed an outlet so like the predator I am I went to a club , there are several here so I could go up with and loved this fact.

I found a chick with slutty proposition and just took her to a corner and fucked out her moans .

“Yes ba….

” yes master you slut ” I slapped her hard accross the face 

She moaned and said ” yes master yes pl fuck me ” and started to move her hips like in need while I enjoyed her dropping it.

A guy came from the other side ,he was watching the show with his cock out and staring at my cock as I slammed it into the cunt oozing with cum.

I motioned to him via my middle finger to come and suck them , he hesitated for a few minutes before getting on his knees and taking up my fingers in his mouth like it was a cock and he was a cock faggot. 

I kept slamming two holes and after 15 minutes with one slam I came in the slutty cunt with splurged out with my cum.

I gripped the guys head and slammed his mouth in her cunt  .

” eat her pussy you faggot and get a taste of how a man fucked pussy cum tastes  like” pushing his head deeper into her cunt while he had his tongue out eagerly eating cum and her juices like it was elixer of life.

She was moaning and withering in being fucked and eaten out by two guys , while I slapped her tits , face and even her cunt in between the eating while dominating her out.

“You like this bitch huh a faggot eating your pussy while you’re master spits in your mouth huh ” I said while slapping her and then I gripped the boy again and told him to strip well I would have got to admit he was bulky athelete but in cock department I had longer and thicker manhood .

” Fuck this slut you faggot ” I said while gripping his cock and getting him enter her and then slapped his ass ” harder ,you sick faggot ” 

And the guy started rough fuck while I enjoyed live pornography and then I entered the guy with two fingers and he squirmed and he was tight as hell virgin in ass huh quite a surprise.

” surprisingly the jock slut is a virgin huh good you saved it up for your master good boy “

After some fingering he stopped and was just moaning like a bitch in heat seems like I got his pleasure spot while the girl slumped down to floor while I grabbed the boy and kept fucking him with my fingers I took him outside for a show of humiliation.

But he was wimping and protesting so I decided to be generous and bought him near the dark woods and him on support of tree.

And then came in the finale without warning I entered him like a animal in heat and fucked his brains out and he moaned like a bitch making me more intense in my work.

I cummed deep in his ass and then he also came on tree trunk , I was furious so I grabbed his hair and asked him to clean the trunk of his spunk by licking it and like a bitch he started cleaning  while I assulted his ass with my belt as a punishment for cumming without permission.

” will you cum without permission ?”

” No master sorry I won’t do it “

” whose bitch are you ?” 

” Yours master “

“WELL LETS MAKE SURE OF IT ” I said as a great SLAT LANDED ON HIS ASS AND HE ROARED WITH AS WENT ON WITH THE ASSAULT ON HIS ASS.

I kept on hitting and he finally in sexual gratification cummed from it.

I spit on his face once and left the guy there itself and went home .

Chapter 22

Hot mess

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“Hi, I’m here.”

“Great, just come in. I’m here over my head. It’s open.”

“Well, sure, but how do you expect me to do it? Your door has a ball, and it’s not opening when I turn it.”

“Damn it, right!”

“Do you want me to come by the back door?”

“Always, but not into my house. Wait there!”

I chuckled and put my phone into my pocket.

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Soon, the door opened, and the hot mess just got a whole new meaning.

“Hi.” I couldn’t stop grinning. Kyle was covered in green sauce and flour, and his face was red.

“I’m so sorry. I had it all planned out, but then the whole thing got burned, so I had to start again.”

He was so sexy and so adorable that I just couldn’t help myself. I slammed the door behind me and grabbed him so I could kiss him.

“Ross, I will go mental if it burns again,” he grinned as he pushed me away.

“I don’t mind, Kyle. You didn’t have to worry about that. I’d eat it burned.”

“No, you won’t. Come.”

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He led me to the kitchen by the hand, and I stared in awe at the house as we went. It was nice. Simple wooden designs matched the stone floor and white walls. Trees in huge stone pots were covered in light from tall windows on the side, and the simple and spacious rooms gave the house a minimalist look, with the wood giving it warmth and contrast.

We came into an open kitchen with a huge island covered in a mess. Actually, the whole kitchen looked like there just was a frat party, and they felt like cooking drunk.

I smiled and turned to Kyle.

“How can I help?”

Kyle pointed to the tablet with fingerprints and sauce smudges all over the display next to the second, slightly cleaner one and a poor cookbook lying next to it.

I tried to suppress laughter. I took off my jacket and rolled my sleeves.

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“I got up to here. Here and here.” he pointed to each.

“Right. How many people are we feeding?” I kissed his cheek.

Kyle smiled at me. “Just us.”

“Aha… and for how many weeks are we eating that?” I read the recipes and checked the state of things on the stove.

“I kind of thought that we wouldn’t have to cook tomorrow and we’d need the energy.”

“You are just so fascinating, Kyle. I adore you.” This was so cute. I kissed him again and started sorting out some of that mess there.

It took us another hour to finish everything. We kept kissing, talking, and laughing the whole time.

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“I can’t believe it’s done!”

“Yeah.”

“And it looks better here than when I started the second time.”

I smirked. “I’m glad.”

Kyle looked at my shirt in disbelief. “How come you are clean?”

I wiped my hands after I had just washed the last things in the sink and turned to him with a grin. “I am that good.”

Kyle gave me a seductive smile. “Well, I was kind of looking forward to taking it off you so I can wash it.”

I raised my eyebrows. “Oh?”

I took a spoon and plate. I put a bit of sauce into the plate, then pressed his hand onto it. Kyle looked perplexed at me.

“Then just say so.” I guided his hand on my chest and pressed it there, making a green sauce handprint.

Kyle chuckled, obviously shocked. “Idiot…” Kyle laughed as he saw the state of my shirt.

“Well, I am your idiot, so it’s partly your fault.” I licked his hand. “Oh no! Kyle… look at this shirt!”

Kyle started laughing. I gave him a meaningful look and spread my arms. Kyle shook his head and kissed me while he unbuttoned it and pulled it from my shoulders.

“But what about yours? Look, it’s ruined. You need to take it off.” I started taking it off him, and Kyle still didn’t stop laughing.

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He didn’t say a word. Finally, his laughter calmed down, and he looked at me lovingly. I adored him so much now.

“Thank you, Ross.”

I didn’t know what he was thanking me for, but I already had an idea of how to eat this delicious meal we had just cooked. I grabbed a piece, blew on it so it wasn’t as hot, and gave it to his mouth. He watched me as he chewed it, and then I wiped my fingers on his chest. He smiled as I licked it off him, holding him by the waist and bending him backward.

Kyle grasped quickly what I was trying to do, and when I looked at him, he had already readied piece for me.

“It’s delicious.”

“Well, I hope you’re hungry.”

“Starving!”

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We never even got to take it to the table. We simply ate it off each other right there on the counter.

I turned him, unbuckled his belt, and opened his pants, sliding them down and kneeling behind him. I kissed his back, traveling down and spreading his firm cheeks so I could properly dive in there. Kyle just grinned and let me feast on him.

“Damn, I hate that we don’t have this on camera.”

Kyle gave me a smug smile and looked somewhere. I looked that way. There was a camera sitting in one cupboard. I looked back at Kyle. He had a satisfied grin.

“I think I am falling in love with you!”

Kyle grinned wider and dropped to his knees, kissing me.

At this point, my chest was sticky and covered with Kyle’s spit as he ate off me. I grabbed his head and guided him to my pit. He looked at me, growled, straddled my hips, and buried himself there while I spat in my hand and pushed two fingers into him. He moaned and undid my pants.

Kyle started fisting my cock before he sat on me without a word.

I reached for his head and kissed him gently, moving in sync with his thrusts.

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“Do you think we will ever eat again without fucking each other?”

Kyle started laughing. “Sure, we need to ensure we are not in some mall, restaurant, house, or hotel.”

I laughed. “Or there is no secluded spot anywhere in sight.”

“Right.” Kyle laughed.

We started to move faster, and I gripped his waist. “Fuck, you are so hot!”

“Did you see yourself, babe?”

“Damn! I am going to breed you, baby.”

“Yeah?” Kyle squeezed me more and started pounding hard onto me. “Do you want to breed me every time you come until you won’t be able to fill me anymore?”

“You beautiful perv! You know I do now!”

“Good.” He squeezed me more, milking my dick until I started to scream and filled him up!

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Kyle bent over and kissed me before standing up and walking away. He came back with a glass of water and handed it to me.

I sat down and watched him sitting there like a happy boy soaking me in as I drank.

“I kind of thought you were going to breed me too.”

“I will, but I want to savor this moment.”

I smiled and grabbed him, pulling him onto my chest.

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Kyle gave me the house tour and talked about its architecture and history and why he had chosen this or that to put in this or that place. I wasn’t surprised at this point, even with the indoor pool and sauna. It was nice here, but honestly, I couldn’t imagine living here even if I could. It felt like a golden cage.

Mostly I just listened to him with a smile while I held his hand. We had so much sex these past weeks that right now, I craved more intimacy with this man than round two.

“When is Karl coming back?”

“Monday after work.” Kyle winked at me.

“So, you want to stay here the whole time?”

“Well, I hoped we could have sex in the whole house, and it’s quite a ground to cover.”

“Right.” I grinned and hugged him around the waist.

“Well, I suppose we can count kitchen as done, in my opinion, but I won’t mind repeating that.”

Kyle just smiled. “Me neither.”

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“Did you tell Karl about me?”

“You know I told him I have someone. I am just vague about the gender on purpose ever since I told him.”

“I know, you told me that already, but when are you planning to tell him that it’s actually me?”

“I don’t know. I want to tell him. I just don’t know how. I mean, I hate having fights with him, and it’s not like it’s any business of his anyway.”

I shook my head in resignation.

“Do you want to go up?” Kyle asked.

“Sure.”

Upstairs were mostly bedrooms, a playroom, and a study. I liked the library. Tall bookshelves up to the ceiling covered the whole wall, and it looked cozy here. The playroom was a small gym with a couch, TV, and consoles. But I could see a vast difference from the ground floor. As if the further from the entrance we went, the more soul the rooms possessed. Downstairs it looked like a house you would print in some magazine for high society. Here, it looked as if someone was actually living there.

“What’s in here?”

Kyle went around the closed white door without mentioning them.

“That’s Karl’s room and officially our bedroom when parents are here.”

“You don’t share a bedroom?”

“You joking? I mean, like… We are worried that our parents will find out that we are not really together, but Karl is meeting with Don constantly. Don got into a frenzy when he heard about our engagement. Neither of us is brave enough to be in one room. Not to mention Don is over all the time, and they are here then.” Kyle knocked on Karl’s door.

“So it’s only because of Don?”

“Honestly?” Kyle shrugged his shoulders. “When I signed up for all this, I just accepted so many things that I didn’t care if I would be sharing the room with Karl or not.” Kyle just looked at me with a defeated smile. “I never felt at home anywhere since mom died, so it’s not like I care.”

I took him in my arms and held him. “Here. You can feel at home here.” I don’t know why I did it. I felt so hurt hearing him say that, I wanted to be the home he would feel safe in. Kyle smiled softly and laid his head on my shoulder as I embraced him.

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We stood there for a while, and then he took me by the hand and led me into the last room all the way back.

“Officially, this is my cave. We refer to it like that pretty much all the time. But I sleep here.”

I went in and felt warm for the first time since stepping into this house. The walls were light green, and a soft black rug was on the ground. On the right side of the room were big windows above the double bed I saw in his video. On the left was a wide rack with ropes and climbing gear. Couch and giant screen. But right in front of me was a regular boulder wall with a mat underneath and random workout equipment scattered next to it.

“I wanted this room cos I could have made them build this.” Kyle pointed at the boulder. “The ceiling is highest here, and there is one more thing. Come!”

He grabbed one hold and climbed all the way up until he stopped and reached somewhere. Then he pulled himself up and got lost from my view.

“Come up!”

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I went up there, and soon I saw Kyle. He was sitting on one pillar, and when I went to him, he showed me an opening to the roof. Kyle looked like an excited little boy showing me that.

“Karl is afraid of heights, so I never had the chance to show this to anyone!” he was practically bouncing. It was dim here as there was just one small window above us, but it was great! There were mats and pillows in this small space, and it was evident Kyle was here a lot. Kyle turned on the lamp and sat on the mat.

“Wau! This is amazing!”

“Yeah, it’s my secret spot.”

“What are you usually doing up here?”

“Nothing much, I read or just think. I usually come up here when I feel upset.”

I knelt in front of him. I was looking in awe at how good I felt here.

I smiled at him. “When you said you want to have sex all over the house, was this place included in it?”

Kyle looked at me and took my face into his hands.

“This place especially, babe.”

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I crawled on all fours to him and kissed him, pushing him to lay on his back and covering his body with mine. Kyle kissed me so sensually that my body tingled. I held him so close I wondered whether he could breathe, but his body was pulling me even closer.

Kyle turned and sat on me, kissing my neck and Adam’s apple while roaming my chest and back.

We were making out slowly as nothing was now more present than this moment here. Kyle licked and kissed his way down my body, undid my pants, and took them off.

Then he licked my cock and trailed down to my balls, cherishing them and slowly sucking on each, making me moan as I watched him.

Kyle raised my legs and licked my crack with the flat of his tongue, smearing spit on it before he started sucking, and darting his tongue deep, spoiling my hole so good I was just purring in pleasure.

“Kyle, please…”

Kyle came over to me on all fours and spread my legs, gently pressing his hips on my butt. He kissed me while slowly pushing in, making my legs wrap around his back.

“You feel so good, baby.”

Kyle was quiet, just watching me moving under him and kissing me while his hands cherished every part of my body they could reach.

“Ross…”

We stared at each other, and then he just kissed me. We moved slowly, kissing gently, and our hands joined above my head while our bodies slowly danced.

Kyle kissed every bit of my face, ears, and neck. I never felt more cherished than at this moment.

“Kyle…” my voice got stuck in my throat. This was too perfect for speaking now.

I grabbed his head with one hand and kissed him repeatedly as I felt him getting close.

“Come for me, baby.”

“Not yet, Ross.”

Kyle smiled and pulled out, obviously with great restraint.

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He licked every part of my body all the way down, and then I took him and lay him down under me. Kyle watched me as I raised his hands and kissed both his palms before pressing them into the mat, our fingers entwined.

I kissed his face, ear, and neck before I glided with my tongue into his armpit and gently kissed him a few times, breathing him in. Then I licked it while he watched me and raised his legs around me.

I was hard. It was painful, but all this was too beautiful just to fuck him. I entered him while I stared into those deep hazel eyes and wanted to fall into them.

We breathed heavily and moaned – that was the only sound escaping our lips as we stared at each other.

I felt I was getting close. I closed my eyes and tried to delay it when his tongue was in my ear, and his hot breath was making me shake.

“Take me, Ross. Breed me, please! I think I will go mad here!”

His voice was husky, and he was stammering as I felt his arms around my neck, and his whole body was shaking.

I held him tight as I looked at him with a smile and kissed him while I started coming. Holding him for dear life…

.

I was slowly getting back to my senses. Kyle kept kissing me and roaming my back when he turned with me and laid between my legs, pushing in. I gasped and moaned when he began moving inside me gently but now with need and hunger.

“Kyle…”

I didn’t even set down from one climax when I felt him brushing against my button and bringing me even higher.

We moaned each other’s names when Kyle finally started trashing himself, squeezing me around my neck as he exploded, screaming my name.

I held him until he stopped shaking, and then I laid down on the mat, taking him with me.

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Kyle looked at me after a little while and kissed me holding my head in his palms. Then he reached behind me and put a warm blanket over us.

We just lay there in the embrace, gazing at each other.

“I should probably tell you something.”

“Tell me.”

“I promised myself I would take only the person I will love here. Even if I marry Karl and I would never find her, I will not invite anyone else up here.”

“Her…?”

“Well, I didn’t really think I would ever invite a guy here, to be honest.”

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I caressed his hair and smiled at him. “And what if she would also be scared of heights?”

“I would build her stairs and hold her hand all the way up.”

I smiled. “You really had it thought out.”

“A little.”

“And how would she deal with your marriage?”

“She would know that Karl is just a friend, important to me enough to help him by being married to him.”

“And what if she also wanted to marry you one day? Or at least hoped that you two could get there sometime in the future?”

Kyle sighed deeply. “Then me and her and Karl and most probably Don as well would sit down and discuss it in length.”

“And what if you’d find that person even before you were married, and everywhere would be rumors about the pandemic and social restrictions preventing you from having a big wedding in the first place?”

Kyle kissed me softly. “Then I would ask that person to be patient, so we can see where all this could lead.”

I nodded and kissed him.

“I love you too, Kyle.”

Kyle smiled and cuddled against me.

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So there is this guy I have followed online for years. He’s a big cigar smoking daddy bear. Just watching him smoke cigars and huff poppers while he pulls on his nips drives me crazy and gets my cock hard. And when I say years- I found him originally on tumblr and xtube- honestly at the time I never even realised I was into cigars. But fuck, watching this daddy smoke converted me. I wanted to be his boy, I wanted him to teach me to smoke, I wanted to make him proud and call me his son. I dreamt and fantasised about it for so long. He made me into a cigar admirer and he unlocked so many fetishes I had never even thought of. This bear was what I dreamt of. But I was too scared to talk to him- he wouldn’t want a boy like me. So I just watched from the side lines of the Internet for years. Getting horny over every post he did, worshiping him and wishing I was there with him so I could help him relax and serve him as his boy while he smokes his cigars. 

So flash forward to last year. I’m 23 now and he’s still my dream bear. And finally I pluck up some courage. I still have never smoked a cigar- but there are a few groups I’m in for cigar smokers/bears and their admirers. And I actually comment on one of his posts. Nothing crazy. And he actually comments back saying “thanks son”. Fuck. I know it’s nothing much and he was replying to most comments. But he called me son. And that drove me wild. And it got me horny- I got the poppers out and started edging watching every video of his I could find, every post- imagineing I was the boy or pup in the videos with him. And in this horny crazed lust I pressed like on anything I could find. I commented, retweeted and I just kept edging fantasising about this fucking sexy cigar daddy. Daddy in leather standing over me- feeding me smoke and poppers- calling me a good boy- his son- feeding me his daddy dick- before putting me in his sling and sliding his cock in me while he smokes his fat cigar. Feeding me smoke, and firing up a cigar to teach me to smoke while his cock is inside me. Fuck, I was getting so horny thinking about it. I hadn’t realised that he messaged me. “Thanks for all the likes and comments son- we should sort out you showing Daddy that attention in real life”. Fuck- I shot my load there and then. I couldn’t believe he messaged me. He followed me back. He was liking and commenting on my posts. I turned my phone off. What had I done? The bear I had lusted over for years was actually trying to talk to me. Why did I comment on so many posts all at once, why did I like everything, why did I get so horny and stupid…. I cleaned my self up. Got some food and later on went back on my phone. He’d sent another message! “Fuck your a handsome boy, give us a message if you want to chat more son. And looks like you want to get into cigars- so if you want Daddy’s help- let me know”. I took some time, but I built up the courage to reply. And we chatted a bit back and forth. He wasn’t like any Dom I had met before. He actually seamed interested in me- what I liked and what got me off. Fuck he could get horny and forceful too. It was like a proper Dad and son dynamic- he was growing me and my confidence, and making his boy better. But he let me be a fucking dirty sub pig boy as well and take complete and utter control. I really wanted him to be my Daddy. It’s like he would get me all hot horny and sweaty, covered in smoke and filled with cum- and then cuddle me and hold me in his arms after and kiss my neck, feel his beard against me, his big arms and hands squeezing me and make me feel safe. He wasn’t just the daddy I wanted he was the daddy I needed. 

So we have chatted on and off for the last year, but we don’t live in the same city. He works as a manager of a restaurant and has strange shifts so it’s been really awkward trying to plan anything to be able to meet up. But honestly- I think if we ran into each other in the street- I’m not sure he would even recognise me. He must have lots of boys after him. Why would he remember me? Plus most of the pictures I send him are my ass or videos of me wanking and shooting. They don’t tend to have my face in. So I was going to the city he lives in for a concert. But was going with some girl friends that I used to know in college- we were sharing a hotel room, and we had things planned from the moment we arrived till the moment we left. So I thought there was no point in trying to sort out meeting up. I had no hotel room for us to go to, my friends were hell bent on that we would be joined at the hip. And honestly I was a little scared- what if it wasn’t what I had dreamt of. What if he didn’t like me. So I didn’t say anything to Daddy….. but I did know where he worked. 

So it’s the first night- the concert wasn’t till the 2nd day- and we were hungry. Daddy’s restaurant was close to the hotel (I definitely didn’t book it for that reason) and I suggest it as an option. My friends are up for it, so we go, and it’s busy. There was some football game on, and another concert in the city as well and the restaurant was full. But Daddy was there. He was running round and talking to everyone, but he was there and I was going to get to meet him. I started to get nervous. We got to the front of the queue and are waiting at the host stand and he walks up- looks directly at me- and says “table for 3? Any allergy’s? Follow me” sits us down- tells us about meal deals and a server will be with us and then leaves the table. He didn’t recognise me. He kept running round, jumping and helping in the kitchen and then coming back out to the tables- he checked in on us a couple of times but he never seamed to clock who I was. My friends clocked me checking him out- they said I should leave my number, I laughed it off. But I felt really disappointed. So we finished our meal and left. We had a great day exploring the city the next day. The concert was insane. 3rd day came and my friends had to leave early so I was at a loose end, had one more night in the city and no one to hang out with. I checked my messages with Daddy- and nothing new- yep- he definitely didn’t recognise me otherwise he would of messaged. 

So I’m feeling low, feeling lonely. It’s about an hour before Daddy’s restaurant closes- and fuck it- I’m hungry- I’m gonna go have food and even if he doesn’t recognise me (if he’s even there at all) at least I’ve got to see the man I have lusted over for so many years. I know it sounds like a stalker. But from how he spoke to me online, I really thought we had something. I go in table for 1, and a lady sit me down. He’s not there. Take my order, get a drink, have some salad and wait on the food while playing on my phone. I then hear his voice announcing the food next to me as he puts it on the table. I look up at him and thank him. He smiles, asks if I need anything else and says “enjoy your meal”. And then leaves. He doesn’t recognise me. I wait till the restaurant closes, pay my bill and leave. I’m actually a little angry and upset. We have talked for a year at this point. I have thought about this for so long. So I don’t know what’s come over me. But I decide to wait out side. 1 by 1 the staff leave. The lights are off- but no sign of him. I missed him. So I start writing this long message to him on my phone. Saying that I saw him, he didn’t notice me, that I wish we had got to spend time together…. And then I had a very distinct cloud of smoke that smelt amazing pass from behind me. “Hey son, I noticed you the other day. Glad you came back and waited for me”. He turned me round, pulled me in and kissed me deep, feeding me his cigar smoke at the same time. I could smell that he was sweaty from work. His cigar smelt amazing. And he had his arms wrapped round me making out with me. But why didn’t he talk to me when I was in the restaurant. Why did he just ignore me. He stopped, he could obviously tell I was a little distracted “you ok son?”. “You angry at your Daddy for not talking to you in the restaurant?”. I nodded sheepishly- it was silly really- I hadn’t told him I’d be there, I was with my friends, the place was busy, it must of been awkward for him. “When I am in work, I’m in work- I can’t always talk to the people I want to, especially when it’s busy. Sorry if I made you feel unnoticed son”. He pulled me in for the most massive bear hug. He then took a massive puff of his thick cigar. And started making out with me again. I was so close to him I felt his cock getting harder in his jeans. This was actually happening. “Ok son, get in the car, Daddy’s taking you home”. I didn’t know what to say “oh my hotel is just down the road I can walk”. He looked at me and said “Dad”. I was confused- “Dad?”- “the sentence you just said son, you didn’t say Dad. And your gonna need to get used to saying Daddy more- cause I’m not taking you to your hotel son. You’re coming home to Daddy’s bed.” I started to get excited. “Is that ok with you son?”. “Yes Daddy”. “Good lad, now get in Dads car, I’ve got a cigar for my boy, and you have some nips to chew while I drive”. 

As we hop in the car dad hands over a lighter and another cigar. He looks over at me and says “we’ll go on boy, don’t be shy, stick it in your mouth and light it up”. Without hesitation I did as dad said, granted I’ve never lit a cigar in my life. As I start to light the cigar, I take little huffs here and there, just like how I had seen dad do on twitter. Slowly rotating the cigar, seeing the flame from the lighter get bigger and bigger. Making sure there’s enough spit on the end of the cigar for dads liking. I glance over at dad in the drivers seat and he has a big grin on his face. I take that cigar out of my jaw and murmur, “what dad?” In a giggly tone. “Look at you lighting dads cigar, looks like someone’s been paying attention” dad replies. I chuckle and offer the cigar over to dad. Daddy grabs the cigar with his big bear paws and stuffs in his jaw. 

One hand on the wheel, the other grasping my thigh. Dad takes a few big draws on the cigar, looking over at me and blowing the smoke in my face. I take a deep whiff and lean in even further. I lift up dads shirt and start suck on his hard nipples. Dad grabs the back of my head, pushing me further into his chest, “oh fuck yeah son, bite dads tits”. I nurse even harder and harder I get can hear dad growling with pleasure. I grope and grab as much as I can of dads amazing full body the entire ride home, exploring every inch that I can with my hand. As we round the final corner, dad pulls into the drive way, cigar still lit and my mouth still attached to his nipple. Dad pulls my head back, whispers “open up boy” then takes a huge draw of his cigar and blows it right into my mouth. The overwhelming sensation  of the warm cigar smoke enters my mouth and lungs, then the next thing I know, dads tongue is swirling around inside my mouth. I moan with pleasure as we sit there making out. Tasting dads smokey tongue.  We pull away from the amazing kiss. Dad looks at me, “let’s go get cleaned up and we can relax a bit son”.  

Dad guides me inside, past the kitchen and into the bedroom. My mind running ramped and my heart hearing 1000 miles per hour. “This is it. This is where all the magic happens. All the cigars I’ve seen dad smoke and post online. It all happened here” I think to myself. Dad sets down his bag, grabs both of my hands and pulls me in close. Cocks touching, his hands now stroking my face. “You are such a beautiful boy you know that son?”. Dad says. I blush and reply “you’re the sexy one dad”. I lean in and dad wraps both of his big bear arms around me. I’ve never felt more safe and secure in another persons arms before. I feel dads hands slowly moving down from the top of my back, and he grabs both of my ass cheeks and squeezes. I pucker up a bit and dad squeezes harder. I can feel his cock throbbing and pressed up against my thigh. “Take these off boy, I wanna see my sons body” dad says.

Daddy walks over to the bed, sits down and addresses me over. I start to take off my clothing one piece at a time. Watching as dad admires my body. He reaches over to his nightstand. Pulls out another big cigar and starts to light it up. I stop for a second to watch and dad reacts with a “don’t you stop son, keep going”. I pull down my pants, underwear still on, watching as dad hauls deeply on his cigar. Smoke filling the room. There I am. Standing there with nothing but underwear on, fully tented now that I’ve seen dad lighting his cigar.  He taps his thighs, I walk even closer. Dad huffs on his cigar and looks at me right in my eyes. “Take those off boy”. I reach down and pull my underwear down. My cock standing at attention. Dad grabs my balls, take a huge puff on his cigar and wraps his lips around my cock. I gasp in pleasure. Looking down in disbelief. Smoke seeping from the sides of dads mouth as he moves back and forth on my cock. I can feel dads tongue roaming around. “Fuckkkk dad” I murmur as he blows more smoke onto my cock. He looks up at me with a grin on his face. “Does that feel okay son?” Dad asks me. I reply with a nod and a “mmmhmmm”. 

“Take the cigar son” dad says as he passes it to me. As I take the cigar, dad reaches down and takes off his underwear, his cock leaking with pre cum. I put the cigar in my mouth, slowly breathing in all the smoke. He moves to the edge of the bed and demands that I get on my hands and knees. I do as dad says and lean down in front of him. His cock staring right at my face. “I want you to do to dad, exactly what I just did to you son”. I take a deep drag of the cigar, lean in and blow it all over dads thick cock. Slowly wrapping my warm mouth around it. I take his cock all the way down to his balls, swirling my tongue around his shaft. As I try to pull up for air, dad forces my head back down with both of his hands. “Suck it boy, dad needs his balls cleaned”.  As I choke and gag on dads cock, he finally pulls me off of it so I can breathe. 

At this point the cherry on the cigar is 2 inches long and about to fall off. Dad grabs the cigar from my hand and tells me to hop on the bed on all fours. I do as he says and climb up on all fours. My ass sticking off the side of the bed. Without notice dad spreads my ass cheeks open, huffs on his cigar  and blows the smoke right on my hole. His tongue penetrating me deep. I let out a “holy fuck”. Dad continues to devour my hole as he goes back and forth to his cigar. The whole room a full cloud now. I lay there in pure pleasure, feeling dads tongue roam around my hole. Dad releases his tongue from my ass, stands up and spits down on his cock as he puts the cigar back in his mouth. He slaps his cock against my hole, leans into me and whispers “you ready for my cock son?”. 

Before I could reply dads thick cock slides right into my smoke covered hole. I let out a grunt and dad pushes all the way in. Dad stands there for a few seconds, letting my hole swallow his entire cock. He then grabs my hips and starts thrusting in and out, smoke spewing from sides of his mouth. I look back and see dads eyes rolled into the back of his head with pure pleasure. His cock sliding in and out of his sons hole, over and over again. I lay there, face down into the pillow and dad owns my ass. Enjoying the smell of cigar smoke filling the room. I feel dads strokes getting harder and faster. He slaps my ass and tells me to roll over. I obey and roll onto my back. Dad puts my legs over his shoulders, slides his cock back into my sloppy hole, then leans in for a deep heavy smokey kiss. As I suck on dads tongue I moan in pleasure as I feel his cock hitting my prostate. Dad pulls away from the kiss, pushes my legs back and plows my hole even harder. At this point my cock is on the verge of exploding and I can tell he’s getting close to. Dad passes me the cigar, mid stroke and tells me to stick it in my mouth. I do as dad says. As I huff on the cigar dad looks at me and says “you ready for this seed son? Dads gonna bust?!” I let out muffled “fuckk yeah dad. My hole clenches around dads cock as he pumps his seed deep inside of me. His cock pulsating. Dad thrusts a few more times, making sure his baby batter is deep inside. He proceeds to pull out, lick the remaining cum off my hole and spit it in my mouth. I sucks on dads tongue, tasting his load from my hole. Dad then grabs the cigar, sticks it in his mouth and starts sucking my cock. I look down at him, trying to contain myself. I put my hand on the back of his head as I start the fuck his throat. Dad grunting and moaning with my cock in his mouth. I let out an “ohhhh fuckkkk dad” and shoot my seed right into the back of his throat. I lay there quivering, as dads tongue swirls around my cock head. He pulls me in for one last kiss of the night and whispers in my ear “I hope you know this is happening again in the morning baby boy. My sons gonna get loaded up from dads morning wood too. I expect a cigar ready and lit for me before breakfast.” I replay with a “yes sir.” We both get under the covers, dad cuddles up to me as the big spoon, and kisses me on the back of the neck. “Good night son, I’m so glad you’re here”