Good Boy Makes Good
After my first date with hot Daddy Mike, I knew I wanted him to fuck me with his thick cock, which was weird because the only other time I had been fucked, it was not a pleasant experience and one I tried hard to forget. (Let’s just say it wasn’t my idea.) But all I could think about was how much I wanted that cock inside me, even if that idea scared me to the very core.
I started out playing with my butthole in the shower, slowly learning to ease a finger inside. It was awkward at first but I was motivated by my lust for Mike’s cock so I kept at it. I checked out some websites about proper preparation for anal sex and I kept at it in the shower, learning to relax and enjoy the sensation of a finger in my ass. However, Mike’s cock was thicker than it was long (it was pretty long, too, a good six-and-a-half, seven inches) so I had a ways to go before I was ready to take him in me.
I went to a sex shop and talked to the clerk about what I wanted (and needed) to do. The clerk was a younger gay guy who was very reassuring and he helped me out immensely. It felt good to talk to him about my very private desire and I left the store with all the supplies and knowledge I needed.
In the meantime, I haunted Squirt, looking for Mike, who was nowhere to be found. Every day, I scrolled through profiles, looking for that picture of him gripping that thick hard cock but there was nothing. I went to his profile and saw that he hadn’t logged in in a while, more than a week. Undeterred, I kept up with my regimen, relaxing my asshole in the shower, controlling my breathing. I changed my diet and cleaned out my bowels. I started training myself with a small butt-plug, then a gradually larger one, getting comfortable with the sensation of my ass being full and stretched out. Plagued with doubt and insecurity, I nevertheless kept up with it, religiously checking Squirt looking for Mike, hoping I’d be ready when I finally ran into him.
A month went by and with it, away went most of my inhibitions. By now, I could accommodate the largest butt-plug I had fairly easily, I wasn’t afraid of a little momentary pain and I was comfortable douching myself. Still, I was a little worried. Mike’s cock was bigger than that butt-plug and it wouldn’t just be resting inside, it would be moving like a freight train, if the way he fucked my face was an indication of his style. I felt I was ready but I was still tentative. Still, I knew I wanted him to fuck me more than anything and that thought, the thought of his dick buried deep in my tight little asshole as he growled in my ear, kept me going.
Then one day, I checked into Squirt and there he was. I fired off a message to him, hoping he’d remember me. I reminded him of our time and how he said I could come back for more fun. I didn’t ask where he’d been all this time but I told him how much I’d been jonesing for his cock and hit sent. Minutes that seemed like hours ticked by as I waited for his reply. Then, a ding in my inbox : Yes, of course he remembered me and of course he’d love to play with me again, since I was so much fun the last time. He was busy with work the last month but of course he could find time to squeeze me in. We arranged to meet at his place in a couple of days and for the next two days, all I could think of was his cock, in my mouth and then in my ass.
The day arrived and I was at his condo right on time. He buzzed me in and I rode the elevator up to his floor, nervous but determined. Too late to back out now. This was going to happen and I was quivering with excitement as I knocked on his door. He opened it, wearing a robe, fresh from the shower and invited me in. As the door closed behind me, I fell to my knees and opened his robe and greedily took his limp cock into my mouth. “Oh, Daddy, I missed you so”, I gasped between strokes on his hardening cock, gulping his dick into my mouth in the foyer of his apartment. “Mmmm”, he said, in his deep sexy voice. “That’s a good boy.”
In a flash, I was naked and he was feeding me his cock, keeping up a steady patter of dirty talk as he plunged his hard meat into me, again and again. “Yeah, you missed Daddy’s cock, didn’t you, boy? You missed being full of Daddy’s cock. That’s okay, Daddy’s back and he’s gonna take good care of you.” I wanted to tell him so badly how much I wanted him to fuck me, about all the preparation I’d done to get ready for his cock in my ass but I couldn’t because he kept jamming it in and out of my mouth like a piston made of flesh and blood. My stifled moans as he fucked my mouth pleased him and when he let me come up for air, I managed to mumble “Fuck me, Daddy.” He paused, curious and said “What did you say?” He slapped me across the face with his cock and repeated his question. I looked up at him, right in the eye and said “I want you to fuck me, Daddy. Fuck my ass with your big thick hard cock.” I went back to frantically sucking him and he moaned and said “Ohhh, boy. You just said the magic words.”
Dazed with lust, I was hauled up and told to lean over the couch. Again, he spanked me, keeping up the dirty talk, calling me a filthy slut, a cock-eyed whore, promising me a fuck that I wouldn’t believe. I squealed again with each stroke, begging him to put it in me but to please be gentle. “Please, Daddy. Please fuck me. But please be gentle. My ass is so tight and your cock is so thick. Please don’t hurt me, Daddy. Fuck my ass nice and I’ll be a good boy, I promise.” He chuckled and leaned over, whispering in my ear. “Don’t worry, boy. You’ll love it.”
His fingers spread lube on my hole and one and then a second finger worked their way into me. I relaxed as he fingered me, cooing with pleasure as I felt my ass stretch. He put on a condom a stroked lube onto it and soon I felt his cock-head pressing against my butt-hole. His aggression was gone and he was whispering gently to me, telling me to breathe and relax as he slowly eased into my asshole. It hurt and I cried out in pain but he reassured me, saying “Shhh, it’s alright, it’s alright, boy. Daddy won’t hurt you. Just relax.” Slowly, his cock probed deeper into my asshole until I felt the full weight of his body on top of me. “That’s right, good boy,” he said. “Good boy. That’s right.” He rested inside me and breathed in and out. He nibbled on my ear and whispered “You like that, boy. You like Daddy’s cock? Daddy’s cock is all the way inside you now. You like that?” I could barely talk but I stammered “Y-yes. Yes, Daddy. I do.” He liked that and said “Mmmm”, with a throaty growl, right in my ear. “Daddy’s gonna fuck your ass now.”
He started slow, thank God. It hurt at first but he went tantalisingly slow. With each stroke, the pain subsided and was replaced with exquisite pleasure. He started to speed up, getting into a slow rhythm that got faster as he went.
I was moaning now, grunting with each stroke and he said he loved to hear my sweet little noises. “Mmm, good boy. Take that cock. Yeah, you love that cock.” It was true, I did love it and as he fucked me harder and faster, I wiggled and pushed back, greedy to get more of that cock in me. Soon, he was pounding away at my tight little hole and I was lost to the ecstasy of his thick hard cock penetrating me like the dirty little whore I was. Everything melted away except that urgent insistent cock plunging in and out of me and Daddy’s moans and curses and my own groans of pleasure. He was saying “Fuck!” and “Yes!” and “Ohh!” and “Good! Tight! Little! Asshole!”, punctuating each stroke of his cock in my ass. For my part, I was beyond language and was cooing and purring and gurgling. The only word I could say was “Yes.”
It seemed like he fucked me for a long time but it was probably only a few minutes. He tensed up and deep in my bowels I felt his cock twitch and he bellowed like a bear as he shot his cum. He didn’t have to tell me he was cumming but he did. “Yeahhh, boy, that’s good, I’m cumming, I’m cumming, boy. Ohhh yeahhh!” He slowed his pace to a stop and rested inside me, his big thick cock still inside my asshole. After a few breaths, he slowly withdrew from me, his cock exiting my puckered hole with a greasy pop. He was breathing hard with the exertion and I exhaled a long, slow breath myself. He wiped the sweat off his brow and smeared it on my back and he leaned over and kissed the back of my neck. “Mmm,” he said. “That was beautiful. You’re a good boy. You make Daddy’s cock very happy. And Daddy’s so proud of you for taking it like a man.” He flipped me over and kissed me hard on the lips and then swallowed my engorged cock. Within seconds, I was cumming down his throat and he was gulping down my huge load of semen. He sat back up, licking his lips and he leaned down and kissed me again, my cum still on his tongue. “Yeahh,” he said. “You’re a good boy.”
I started out playing with my butthole in the shower, slowly learning to ease a finger inside. It was awkward at first but I was motivated by my lust for Mike’s cock so I kept at it. I checked out some websites about proper preparation for anal sex and I kept at it in the shower, learning to relax and enjoy the sensation of a finger in my ass. However, Mike’s cock was thicker than it was long (it was pretty long, too, a good six-and-a-half, seven inches) so I had a ways to go before I was ready to take him in me.
I went to a sex shop and talked to the clerk about what I wanted (and needed) to do. The clerk was a younger gay guy who was very reassuring and he helped me out immensely. It felt good to talk to him about my very private desire and I left the store with all the supplies and knowledge I needed.
In the meantime, I haunted Squirt, looking for Mike, who was nowhere to be found. Every day, I scrolled through profiles, looking for that picture of him gripping that thick hard cock but there was nothing. I went to his profile and saw that he hadn’t logged in in a while, more than a week. Undeterred, I kept up with my regimen, relaxing my asshole in the shower, controlling my breathing. I changed my diet and cleaned out my bowels. I started training myself with a small butt-plug, then a gradually larger one, getting comfortable with the sensation of my ass being full and stretched out. Plagued with doubt and insecurity, I nevertheless kept up with it, religiously checking Squirt looking for Mike, hoping I’d be ready when I finally ran into him.
A month went by and with it, away went most of my inhibitions. By now, I could accommodate the largest butt-plug I had fairly easily, I wasn’t afraid of a little momentary pain and I was comfortable douching myself. Still, I was a little worried. Mike’s cock was bigger than that butt-plug and it wouldn’t just be resting inside, it would be moving like a freight train, if the way he fucked my face was an indication of his style. I felt I was ready but I was still tentative. Still, I knew I wanted him to fuck me more than anything and that thought, the thought of his dick buried deep in my tight little asshole as he growled in my ear, kept me going.
Then one day, I checked into Squirt and there he was. I fired off a message to him, hoping he’d remember me. I reminded him of our time and how he said I could come back for more fun. I didn’t ask where he’d been all this time but I told him how much I’d been jonesing for his cock and hit sent. Minutes that seemed like hours ticked by as I waited for his reply. Then, a ding in my inbox : Yes, of course he remembered me and of course he’d love to play with me again, since I was so much fun the last time. He was busy with work the last month but of course he could find time to squeeze me in. We arranged to meet at his place in a couple of days and for the next two days, all I could think of was his cock, in my mouth and then in my ass.
The day arrived and I was at his condo right on time. He buzzed me in and I rode the elevator up to his floor, nervous but determined. Too late to back out now. This was going to happen and I was quivering with excitement as I knocked on his door. He opened it, wearing a robe, fresh from the shower and invited me in. As the door closed behind me, I fell to my knees and opened his robe and greedily took his limp cock into my mouth. “Oh, Daddy, I missed you so”, I gasped between strokes on his hardening cock, gulping his dick into my mouth in the foyer of his apartment. “Mmmm”, he said, in his deep sexy voice. “That’s a good boy.”
In a flash, I was naked and he was feeding me his cock, keeping up a steady patter of dirty talk as he plunged his hard meat into me, again and again. “Yeah, you missed Daddy’s cock, didn’t you, boy? You missed being full of Daddy’s cock. That’s okay, Daddy’s back and he’s gonna take good care of you.” I wanted to tell him so badly how much I wanted him to fuck me, about all the preparation I’d done to get ready for his cock in my ass but I couldn’t because he kept jamming it in and out of my mouth like a piston made of flesh and blood. My stifled moans as he fucked my mouth pleased him and when he let me come up for air, I managed to mumble “Fuck me, Daddy.” He paused, curious and said “What did you say?” He slapped me across the face with his cock and repeated his question. I looked up at him, right in the eye and said “I want you to fuck me, Daddy. Fuck my ass with your big thick hard cock.” I went back to frantically sucking him and he moaned and said “Ohhh, boy. You just said the magic words.”
Dazed with lust, I was hauled up and told to lean over the couch. Again, he spanked me, keeping up the dirty talk, calling me a filthy slut, a cock-eyed whore, promising me a fuck that I wouldn’t believe. I squealed again with each stroke, begging him to put it in me but to please be gentle. “Please, Daddy. Please fuck me. But please be gentle. My ass is so tight and your cock is so thick. Please don’t hurt me, Daddy. Fuck my ass nice and I’ll be a good boy, I promise.” He chuckled and leaned over, whispering in my ear. “Don’t worry, boy. You’ll love it.”
His fingers spread lube on my hole and one and then a second finger worked their way into me. I relaxed as he fingered me, cooing with pleasure as I felt my ass stretch. He put on a condom a stroked lube onto it and soon I felt his cock-head pressing against my butt-hole. His aggression was gone and he was whispering gently to me, telling me to breathe and relax as he slowly eased into my asshole. It hurt and I cried out in pain but he reassured me, saying “Shhh, it’s alright, it’s alright, boy. Daddy won’t hurt you. Just relax.” Slowly, his cock probed deeper into my asshole until I felt the full weight of his body on top of me. “That’s right, good boy,” he said. “Good boy. That’s right.” He rested inside me and breathed in and out. He nibbled on my ear and whispered “You like that, boy. You like Daddy’s cock? Daddy’s cock is all the way inside you now. You like that?” I could barely talk but I stammered “Y-yes. Yes, Daddy. I do.” He liked that and said “Mmmm”, with a throaty growl, right in my ear. “Daddy’s gonna fuck your ass now.”
He started slow, thank God. It hurt at first but he went tantalisingly slow. With each stroke, the pain subsided and was replaced with exquisite pleasure. He started to speed up, getting into a slow rhythm that got faster as he went.
I was moaning now, grunting with each stroke and he said he loved to hear my sweet little noises. “Mmm, good boy. Take that cock. Yeah, you love that cock.” It was true, I did love it and as he fucked me harder and faster, I wiggled and pushed back, greedy to get more of that cock in me. Soon, he was pounding away at my tight little hole and I was lost to the ecstasy of his thick hard cock penetrating me like the dirty little whore I was. Everything melted away except that urgent insistent cock plunging in and out of me and Daddy’s moans and curses and my own groans of pleasure. He was saying “Fuck!” and “Yes!” and “Ohh!” and “Good! Tight! Little! Asshole!”, punctuating each stroke of his cock in my ass. For my part, I was beyond language and was cooing and purring and gurgling. The only word I could say was “Yes.”
It seemed like he fucked me for a long time but it was probably only a few minutes. He tensed up and deep in my bowels I felt his cock twitch and he bellowed like a bear as he shot his cum. He didn’t have to tell me he was cumming but he did. “Yeahhh, boy, that’s good, I’m cumming, I’m cumming, boy. Ohhh yeahhh!” He slowed his pace to a stop and rested inside me, his big thick cock still inside my asshole. After a few breaths, he slowly withdrew from me, his cock exiting my puckered hole with a greasy pop. He was breathing hard with the exertion and I exhaled a long, slow breath myself. He wiped the sweat off his brow and smeared it on my back and he leaned over and kissed the back of my neck. “Mmm,” he said. “That was beautiful. You’re a good boy. You make Daddy’s cock very happy. And Daddy’s so proud of you for taking it like a man.” He flipped me over and kissed me hard on the lips and then swallowed my engorged cock. Within seconds, I was cumming down his throat and he was gulping down my huge load of semen. He sat back up, licking his lips and he leaned down and kissed me again, my cum still on his tongue. “Yeahh,” he said. “You’re a good boy.”
9年前
