Opening Up for Daddy

[Hotload84]

I didn't mean to do it. I can’t help myself. I get carried away, overcome by my lust.

I was turned on when we met. He was my ideal of a son—a little older than what you’d expect, but, nonetheless, my ideal of a Boy. A perfect fit. He was, at the time, Neg. And I was Poz.

We’d anticipated meeting for months. We knew each other’s likes and dislikes. He liked my cigars. I liked his boyish good looks. And when we kissed, it was a dream come true. That first lingering kiss seemed to last forever.

He had my stiff, dripping cock out of my jeans, and fell to his knees giving me one of those heartfelt blowjobs guys only dream of. I was still smoking my cigar, puffing so hard the room clouded with smoke.

When he rose to kiss me, I swapped cigar-spit for that great precum taste. I decided then and there I had to have him. I loosened his belt, and his jeans fell to the floor I teased down his briefs, and slipped my dick between his legs.

The way he opened up convinced me. He WANTED it, even though he didn't want bareback with a POZ guy like me. His reluctance doubled my resolve. I was going to convert him.

I had my hands under his shirt, working his nips, caressing his body. I gently turned him around, kissing his neck and nibbling his earlobes. My stiff meat found his ass crack. I pushed hard against him. He fell against the wall, bracing himself, mouthing a protest—but by then I had a nip in each hand.

My cock found his puckered rosebud, one of those that seemed to scream to be violated. When I pushed in, he went rigid.

“Don’t do this to me, Daddy."

But I’m one of those guys who, given an inch, will take a yard; and I already had a “foot” in the door. I reached around and kissed him.

"It’s gonna be OK. Just relax," I whispered. I had my dick almost all the way in. He wanted to resist, but his physical body needed it bad. All the time I was caressing and comforting him, telling him everything was fine, when it wasn’t.

He shuddered and bucked against me. "Take me, Daddy! Make me your Boy!" From then on, he was mine, meeting my every thrust. As much as I was fucking his ASS with my DICK, he was fucking my ROD with his HOLE. I was into heavy strokes, fucking him hard. When I get a hot ass like that, it doesn't take long.

"Where do you want it, Boy?" I asked, as if giving him a choice. He bucked so hard, that, had I decided to pull out, it would have been difficult. I plowed him unmercifully. The poison cream gushed out of my shaft into his innards. Again and again his sphincter muscles contracted. His whole body writhed. I was sure he was cumming.

[DutchGuy1977]

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