Jason and James Pt. 2
So there I was, standing before Jason’s father, Dan, dressed in girls clothing and covered in both mine and Jason’s cum. I was completely mortified and yet somehow it was the tiniest bit exciting. I couldn’t help but occasionally stare at his boxer shorts, his nice bulge excited my inner slut, but my face still showed shock.
“Well, I never thought I would walk into my own kitchen and see this.” Said Dan, staring me up and down. I stayed silent, what could I say that would make this situation any better?
“I knew you guys were fucking but this isn’t exactly what I imagined.” He paused slightly before adding, “You two aren’t exactly the quiet types, especially when I walk past your room.”
Part of me wanted him to hear us, but I never expected to actually confront the situation with Dan, it was more the thrill that he could possibly know but never talk about it.
He stared at me while I stayed silent, part of me wanted to just run past him and pretend this whole situation didn’t exist, but Jason told me not to cover up, did he mean for his dad? Did he know that this may happen? I was so conflicted, but before I could make a decision, Dan spoke again.
“You wanted me to hear, didn’t you? You knew exactly what you were doing.”
I stayed silent, I didn’t move. Dan became impatient. He raised his voice a little.
“Didn’t you!” He barked out.
I gave a little nod, my whole body started to slightly tremble with a mixture of fear and excitement.
“I thought so.” Dan smiled a little, “You always used to follow him around, even before you started having sex. Whatever he said, you would do. I notice these kind of things.”
Was I always a sub for Jason? Even without knowing it myself? I felt my cock start to twitch and slowly get hard, not fully hard, but enough for Dan to spot what was going on.
“Put the beer back in the fridge, son.” He said with authority.
“But Jason asked me to bring some upstairs.” I replied.
“He’ll get his beer, we just don’t want it getting cold do we?” Dan smirked and nodded to the fridge. I put the beer back in the fridge and closed the door.
“Good,” He said while stepping towards me, “Now give me a little twirl.”
I obeyed, I slowly turned my body around and stood to face him again.
“Very nice, you look very pretty. Pretty **********s deserve to be rewarded.” He stepped closer, locked eyes with me and grabbed my cock with his hand.
I was in shock, it was a situation I had fantasised about before, but never expected to be in. He slowly started moving his hand, wanking me off as my cock grew between us. I was getting harder and before long, he was wanking off my fully erect cock and I started to leak a bit of pre-cum.
He took his hand off my cock and stepped back, I looked down and I noticed that his bulge had become larger. He pulled down his boxers and exposed his very large cock, he then stepped forward again, placed my hand on his cock and returned to wanking me off. It wasn’t long before we were both fully hard and he tried to kiss me. I pulled away slightly and said, “I’ve got cum on my face.”
“I know. I want you to cum on my cock” He said before passionately kissing me and started to wank me faster. It didn’t take long before I covered his cock in my own cum, screaming into his mouth.
“Good boy, now get on your knees.” A wave of excitement and humiliation swept over me as I obeyed and got down on my knees. Before I could do or say anything else, he grabbed my head and jammed his cum covered cock into my mouth, skull-fucking me like the slut I am. I felt so used and I loved every second of it. Gagging, spitting and retching as his huge cock slammed into the back of my throat, covering the inside of my mouth with my own cum. I felt so degraded, he was using me, humiliating me, I was his personal cumbucket and I loved every second of it.
“I’m going to cum, don’t swallow, hold it in your mouth, understood?” He said. I managed to muffle a m-hm while trying not to choke on his cock. Within seconds, he let out a groan and I could feel his cum engulf my mouth, there was so much and it started to leak from the corner of my mouth. He removed his cock and wiped it on my face. I stayed on my knees waiting for my next order.
“Is it still in your mouth?”
I nodded as some of it ran down my chin. He held his hands in front of my face and said, “Spit it out.” I leant over and emptied his cum into his hands, he then placed his hands onto my face and began to rub them all over, like he was marking his territory. It was such a turn on, if I had any cum left in me it would have been shooting out onto the kitchen floor.
“Good boy. I could get used to this, now go and take Jason his beer.” He said as he picked up his underwear and left the kitchen, leaving me on my knees, my face covered in a mix of his and my cum. I grabbed the beer and headed upstairs, what would I tell Jason? Should I tell him? I was panicking at this point. I took a deep breath and entered Jason’s room.
“Well, I never thought I would walk into my own kitchen and see this.” Said Dan, staring me up and down. I stayed silent, what could I say that would make this situation any better?
“I knew you guys were fucking but this isn’t exactly what I imagined.” He paused slightly before adding, “You two aren’t exactly the quiet types, especially when I walk past your room.”
Part of me wanted him to hear us, but I never expected to actually confront the situation with Dan, it was more the thrill that he could possibly know but never talk about it.
He stared at me while I stayed silent, part of me wanted to just run past him and pretend this whole situation didn’t exist, but Jason told me not to cover up, did he mean for his dad? Did he know that this may happen? I was so conflicted, but before I could make a decision, Dan spoke again.
“You wanted me to hear, didn’t you? You knew exactly what you were doing.”
I stayed silent, I didn’t move. Dan became impatient. He raised his voice a little.
“Didn’t you!” He barked out.
I gave a little nod, my whole body started to slightly tremble with a mixture of fear and excitement.
“I thought so.” Dan smiled a little, “You always used to follow him around, even before you started having sex. Whatever he said, you would do. I notice these kind of things.”
Was I always a sub for Jason? Even without knowing it myself? I felt my cock start to twitch and slowly get hard, not fully hard, but enough for Dan to spot what was going on.
“Put the beer back in the fridge, son.” He said with authority.
“But Jason asked me to bring some upstairs.” I replied.
“He’ll get his beer, we just don’t want it getting cold do we?” Dan smirked and nodded to the fridge. I put the beer back in the fridge and closed the door.
“Good,” He said while stepping towards me, “Now give me a little twirl.”
I obeyed, I slowly turned my body around and stood to face him again.
“Very nice, you look very pretty. Pretty **********s deserve to be rewarded.” He stepped closer, locked eyes with me and grabbed my cock with his hand.
I was in shock, it was a situation I had fantasised about before, but never expected to be in. He slowly started moving his hand, wanking me off as my cock grew between us. I was getting harder and before long, he was wanking off my fully erect cock and I started to leak a bit of pre-cum.
He took his hand off my cock and stepped back, I looked down and I noticed that his bulge had become larger. He pulled down his boxers and exposed his very large cock, he then stepped forward again, placed my hand on his cock and returned to wanking me off. It wasn’t long before we were both fully hard and he tried to kiss me. I pulled away slightly and said, “I’ve got cum on my face.”
“I know. I want you to cum on my cock” He said before passionately kissing me and started to wank me faster. It didn’t take long before I covered his cock in my own cum, screaming into his mouth.
“Good boy, now get on your knees.” A wave of excitement and humiliation swept over me as I obeyed and got down on my knees. Before I could do or say anything else, he grabbed my head and jammed his cum covered cock into my mouth, skull-fucking me like the slut I am. I felt so used and I loved every second of it. Gagging, spitting and retching as his huge cock slammed into the back of my throat, covering the inside of my mouth with my own cum. I felt so degraded, he was using me, humiliating me, I was his personal cumbucket and I loved every second of it.
“I’m going to cum, don’t swallow, hold it in your mouth, understood?” He said. I managed to muffle a m-hm while trying not to choke on his cock. Within seconds, he let out a groan and I could feel his cum engulf my mouth, there was so much and it started to leak from the corner of my mouth. He removed his cock and wiped it on my face. I stayed on my knees waiting for my next order.
“Is it still in your mouth?”
I nodded as some of it ran down my chin. He held his hands in front of my face and said, “Spit it out.” I leant over and emptied his cum into his hands, he then placed his hands onto my face and began to rub them all over, like he was marking his territory. It was such a turn on, if I had any cum left in me it would have been shooting out onto the kitchen floor.
“Good boy. I could get used to this, now go and take Jason his beer.” He said as he picked up his underwear and left the kitchen, leaving me on my knees, my face covered in a mix of his and my cum. I grabbed the beer and headed upstairs, what would I tell Jason? Should I tell him? I was panicking at this point. I took a deep breath and entered Jason’s room.
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