How I met my Daddy

[sarahpalin]

Hey guys, I'm a long-time lurker here. I wrote a nice little story partly based on something that almost happened to me when I was younger, and on a much larger fantasy I had for a long time that has been shaped over the years by what I read on here. I'm almost done with the second part so if there is any interest I will post :)

English is not my first language so please forgive any mistake.

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How I met my Daddy 

I couldn’t believe it, it had to be a mistake. I looked at my phone more closely and the ad clearly said 112 Shelby Drive, but the address was that of a huge mansion in the upper-class neighbourhood of my city. The rent couldn’t possibly be that cheap. I sent the landlord a message asking if this was real and if there was a mistake. I got a reply in under a minute telling me that yes, it was an actual room for rent and the price was accurate, no mistake. I asked if and when I could visit and the landlord replied: “I’m at home all day, you can come by anytime”. 

It was about an hour of commute from my dorm, which I was about to be forced to leave since my classes were over and I just graduated, so I hurried to the place to make sure nobody would beat me to it. When I got there, I still couldn’t believe it. The house was impressive, a very recent building in the nicest part of town. I knocked on the door and heard steps closing in, then the door opened. A very tall and muscular man, probably in his fifties, was looking at me with a warm smile. “You must be Tom, I’m Rick. Come on in.” We shook hands and I came forward. The house was even more spacious and beautiful inside. Rick gave me a quick tour of the house and asked me if I was interested. “Well sure, I said. But why is it so cheap. I mean, I’ll be glad to pay this low but you could charge so much more.”  

“Well I’m not really after the money, I have plenty of that. I just thought it would be nice to have someone live with me, I’ve been alone for many years and could use the company from time to time, you know. So I figured I could find a roommate and offer someone like you the opportunity of living in a luxurious house such as this one. Landlords can be very greedy, and I think that’s not very fair. It’s my way of giving back and sharing my luck with other people.” 

It made sense to me so I didn’t question him further.  

“Oh by the way, before you accept or reject my offer, I have to tell you that I’m gay and I sometimes have some visitors if you are okay with that kind of thing. Are you straight yourself?” 

“Yes I am, but I don’t mind if you’re gay. To tell you the truth, I’m really interested in living here for a while, at least, this place is amazing!” 

“Great, well let’s get you settled then.” 

I was very excited to be moving in this house and Rick seemed like a very pleasant person to be around. He was very polite and kind, at least that’s the first impression I had of him. I didn’t know why, but I felt like I could trust him. The fact that he was gay was a non-event for me, I didn’t mind at all. I wasn’t gay myself, but I was open minded. As long as he didn’t try anything on me, and he didn’t seem like the kind of guy to do so, everything was fine by me. In fact, I was a little curious about the gay lifestyle, which I knew very little of, but I guessed this was about to change. That was a good thing, I thought. 

He took me to my room, which was very nice, quite large with big windows, fully and tastefully furnished with a queen-sized bed, desk, and all the essentials. I thanked Rick and told him I had to go pick up my things at my dorm so I can properly settle in. He gave me a key to the house. 

“Welcome home boy, I hope you enjoy staying here. I’m sure we’ll have lots of fun.” He let out a big warm laugh as I took the key and went on my way to pick up my stuff. 

The next few weeks were uneventful. I finished setting up at Rick’s house and got to know him a bit better. Turns out he is very pleasant to be around and very generous. He insisted I could use anything I wanted in the house, even the food, and made sure I was doing fine with everything.  

This was a godsend, since I was having a hard time finding a job. Every application I had sent was still unanswered. I was starting to get nervous and shared my fears with Rick, who brushed them off. 

“Don’t worry, you’ll find something in no time. In the meantime, don’t worry about the bills, I can help you out boy,” he said. 

“You sure? I don’t want to become a burden, you really don’t have to do this. I could go back to my parents.” 

“Nonsense. Your parents live on the other side of the country, in a little town where you’d have even less job opportunities. You can stay here as long as you want. I like you, boy, I want to help you out. And don’t you ever go saying you’re a burden ever again. You’re my guest and I’m gonna take care of you.” 

As relieved and grateful as I was, I redoubled my efforts to find a job.

It was about a month after I had moved in when in the middle of the night I heard grunting and moaning noises that were coming from Rick’s room, upstairs. I stopped whatever I was doing and started paying attention. No doubt, Rick was having sex with someone.  

Now like I said I’m straight, but it had been a long time since I had seen some action and knowing some people were having what sounded like amazing sex so close to me got me going. I became very curious to know what kind of sex Rick was having.  

I slowly and quietly got out of my room and came near Rick’s to hear better. The moans were clearer, and I could also hear some words, although I couldn’t make out what they were. It was mostly Rick talking with his deep voice, but a higher one responded faintly from time to time. 

As I got closer I started to hear better. “... you like that big poz cock, don’t you faggot...” “...oh...” “What? I can hear you tina boy, say it.” “... I ... love … your poz cock Sir …" 

I had no idea what “poz” and “tina” meant, but the dirty talk was getting me horny like crazy. Hearing them moan and talk like that, coupled with the sound their bodies made as Rick was clearly fucking the other guy in the ass, had me rock hard in my boxer shorts. I managed to get on the edge of Rick’s door and couldn’t help from having a quick peek inside. I barely got my eye out and saw Rick right in front of me, with his eyes closed, fucking a young man about the same age as me. I couldn’t see the other man’s face as his head was buried into the bed, his ass way up to meet Rick’s dick, which I couldn’t see. I could also see a quite large biohazard tattoo on Rick’s chest. There was also a lot of stuff laying on the bed around them, I recognized a few bottles and syringes, but I couldn’t watch any longer as I was afraid Rick would see me.  

I bolted as fast and quietly to my room as I could and closed the door. I was so turned on by what I saw and heard that I started to jerk off right away and, with the image in my mind of Rick fucking the boy in the ass, came under a minute later. It was the most intense orgasm I had in quite a while, and I was surprised how all of this had turned me on.  

I thought about it repeatedly and started to wonder what Rick was saying to his lover. I got on my computer and googled “poz dick” and “tina”. I was very confused at what I was finding. Was Rick HIV positive? Was it somewhat of a turn on for him? What about the other guy? Was he okay with it? Tina was some kind of drug, and they were doing some? That would explain the syringes and bottles and various paraphernalia lying around. All of this seemed wild and intense to me and I was starting to doubt that I had heard correctly. I kept reading about it, and eventually found some videos showing dudes using needles, smoking out of glass pipes and then having sex. To my surprise, I couldn’t stop looking at them. It was SO HOT. My dick was rock hard and I kept masturbating all night long, sometimes hearing Rick and his guest in the distance. By my third orgasm, I was starting to realize I was not as straight as I thought I was, and I was becoming more and more curious about trying sex with another man. But I was also especially curious about the different drugs I knew nothing about but seemed to make these guys unbelievably horny and high as hell.  

My research led me to learn about the bug chasing fetish. There were people actively trying to catch HIV and I thought the idea was equal parts repulsive and fascinating. To willingly get yourself infected with this terrible disease and then “gifting” it to others. What a wild idea! I couldn't understand why I found it so appealing and still so frightening at the same time.  

Eventually late into the night (or early in the morning) I collapsed and fell asleep without even realizing it. I had wild dreams about naked men, huge dicks, needles, and cum and when I woke up I still had a huge boner and I had to masturbate once again.  

---- 

When I finally got out of my room Rick was in the kitchen eating breakfast, alone. 

“Hey boy, made some breakfast and there’s plenty enough for you, just help yourself.” 

“Wow thanks Rick!” 

I felt a bit uneasy after what I had witnessed a few hours earlier. I was seeing Rick in a completely different light, now. For the first time I realized how handsome he really was; he had a very masculine face, big and well defined muscles, a very manly man. I caught myself starting to fantasize about him and my dick twitched a few times. I wondered what his dick looked like. 

“So, did you enjoy the show last night?” 

“The show? What show?” 

“I saw you peeking in my room when I was with my guest. I hope we didn’t scare you” Rick said with a laugh. 

My stomach sank. I got caught! I was sure Rick didn’t see me. At least judging his reaction, he seemed genuinely fine with it, but still. He caught my own concerned face. 

“Hey, don’t worry, if I didn’t want you to see anything I would have closed the door. You’re welcome to watch or join any time, I really don’t mind. In fact, I enjoy being watched.” 

That was unexpected to say the least, but it made sense.  

“So?”

“Huh... so what?” 

“Did you like what you saw?” 

I didn’t want Rick to know how much I found it hot to watch him pound some guy’s ass relentlessly while saying incredibly dirty things to him. I was straight and I didn’t want Rick to even consider the possibility that I wasn’t in any way. 

"It was... interesting.” 

“Well, like I said you’re free to join in anytime, the more the merrier” he replied with a wink and a charming smile. 

“Aaah, thanks, but I’m not gay, so I’m gonna take a pass.” 

“You sure about that boy? You don’t know what you’re missing.” 

I was nervous as hell and thinking about what to say when Rick, having finished his meal, got up in a sudden. 

“Anyway, we can talk about it later I’m off to run some errands. See ya tonight, boy.” 

I was relieved this interaction was over. I was afraid Rick would notice the growing bulge in my pants. 

---- 

As soon as Rick was out of the house I opened back the porn tabs on my computer and kept looking at stuff about tina, chem sex, pozzing, bug chasing and gift giving. This stuff was making me hornier and hornier. Everything was spinning fast in my head, and I was feeling like I just hit puberty for a second time. It was so dirty, horny, wrong and extreme that I couldn’t believe some people actually did that stuff. I read story after story on a website called Breeding Zone and then started to picture Rick getting me high and then laying me on my back, spreading my legs and entering me with his toxic poz cock and infecting me with his virus... 

OH. MY. GOD.

As I reached that point of my daydreaming fantasy, I was masturbating furiously and erupted into the strongest orgasm I ever had, bar none. I shot my load on my belly and decided to scoop some and taste it. I had never done that but I was so horny I couldn’t resist. It tasted amazing. I wondered what Rick’s cum tasted like. Rick’s poz, toxic cum... 

I’ve always been sure I was 100% straight, but after all this and while looking at a video of a guy, fucked up on chems, getting gang banged raw by a bunch of poz dudes, I was starting to seriously doubt it. My erection wouldn’t go away even after several orgasms, I had never been this turned on in my life and for such a long time.  

I tried to shake it off and distract myself by resuming my job hunting, but I couldn’t focus on anything. My dick was there to remind me there were more interesting things to spend my time on. I was getting addicted to raunchy gay porn.  

When the night came I could hear noise coming from Rick’s room. I was really tempted to go and see what he was up to, and with whom. But at the same time I didn’t want him to know how curious I was about it all so I stayed in my room, waiting. After a while the noise became louder. I could hear moans and grunts, but it didn’t really sound like Rick or the guy that was here the night before. Eventually curiosity got the best of me and I quietly made my way to Rick’s room.  

As I got to his door, which was once again wide open, I was surprised to see that Rick was alone, laying on his bed, wearing only a pair of briefs that showcased a huge bulge between his legs, surrounded by several items like bottles, baggies and syringes. The noise I was hearing was coming from his huge TV; porn was playing, a guy was on a sling getting rammed by a huge cock and moaning like crazy. Rick saw me right away and gave me a smile. 

“Hey boy, I was starting to wonder when you would join me. I’ve been waiting for a while now. Come in, don’t be shy, I won’t bite.” 

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To be continued...

[Pozitivly]

Part 2, please!!!!

[poundmyhole]

Part 2, 3, 4, ........  Bring it on!

[DepravedLust]

1 hour ago, sarahpalin said:

Hey guys, I'm a long-time lurker here. I wrote a nice little story partly based on something that almost happened to me when I was younger, and on a much larger fantasy I had for a long time that has been shaped over the years by what I read on here. I'm almost done with the second part so if there is any interest I will post 🙂

English is not my first language so please forgive any mistake.

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How I met my Daddy 

I couldn’t believe it, it had to be a mistake. I looked at my phone more closely and the ad clearly said 112 Shelby Drive, but the address was that of a huge mansion in the upper-class neighbourhood of my city. The rent couldn’t possibly be that cheap. I sent the landlord a message asking if this was real and if there was a mistake. I got a reply in under a minute telling me that yes, it was an actual room for rent and the price was accurate, no mistake. I asked if and when I could visit and the landlord replied: “I’m at home all day, you can come by anytime”. 

It was about an hour of commute from my dorm, which I was about to be forced to leave since my classes were over and I just graduated, so I hurried to the place to make sure nobody would beat me to it. When I got there, I still couldn’t believe it. The house was impressive, a very recent building in the nicest part of town. I knocked on the door and heard steps closing in, then the door opened. A very tall and muscular man, probably in his fifties, was looking at me with a warm smile. “You must be Tom, I’m Rick. Come on in.” We shook hands and I came forward. The house was even more spacious and beautiful inside. Rick gave me a quick tour of the house and asked me if I was interested. “Well sure, I said. But why is it so cheap. I mean, I’ll be glad to pay this low but you could charge so much more.”  

“Well I’m not really after the money, I have plenty of that. I just thought it would be nice to have someone live with me, I’ve been alone for many years and could use the company from time to time, you know. So I figured I could find a roommate and offer someone like you the opportunity of living in a luxurious house such as this one. Landlords can be very greedy, and I think that’s not very fair. It’s my way of giving back and sharing my luck with other people.” 

It made sense to me so I didn’t question him further.  

“Oh by the way, before you accept or reject my offer, I have to tell you that I’m gay and I sometimes have some visitors if you are okay with that kind of thing. Are you straight yourself?” 

“Yes I am, but I don’t mind if you’re gay. To tell you the truth, I’m really interested in living here for a while, at least, this place is amazing!” 

“Great, well let’s get you settled then.” 

I was very excited to be moving in this house and Rick seemed like a very pleasant person to be around. He was very polite and kind, at least that’s the first impression I had of him. I didn’t know why, but I felt like I could trust him. The fact that he was gay was a non-event for me, I didn’t mind at all. I wasn’t gay myself, but I was open minded. As long as he didn’t try anything on me, and he didn’t seem like the kind of guy to do so, everything was fine by me. In fact, I was a little curious about the gay lifestyle, which I knew very little of, but I guessed this was about to change. That was a good thing, I thought. 

He took me to my room, which was very nice, quite large with big windows, fully and tastefully furnished with a queen-sized bed, desk, and all the essentials. I thanked Rick and told him I had to go pick up my things at my dorm so I can properly settle in. He gave me a key to the house. 

“Welcome home boy, I hope you enjoy staying here. I’m sure we’ll have lots of fun.” He let out a big warm laugh as I took the key and went on my way to pick up my stuff. 

The next few weeks were uneventful. I finished setting up at Rick’s house and got to know him a bit better. Turns out he is very pleasant to be around and very generous. He insisted I could use anything I wanted in the house, even the food, and made sure I was doing fine with everything.  

This was a godsend, since I was having a hard time finding a job. Every application I had sent was still unanswered. I was starting to get nervous and shared my fears with Rick, who brushed them off. 

“Don’t worry, you’ll find something in no time. In the meantime, don’t worry about the bills, I can help you out boy,” he said. 

“You sure? I don’t want to become a burden, you really don’t have to do this. I could go back to my parents.” 

“Nonsense. Your parents live on the other side of the country, in a little town where you’d have even less job opportunities. You can stay here as long as you want. I like you, boy, I want to help you out. And don’t you ever go saying you’re a burden ever again. You’re my guest and I’m gonna take care of you.” 

As relieved and grateful as I was, I redoubled my efforts to find a job.

It was about a month after I had moved in when in the middle of the night I heard grunting and moaning noises that were coming from Rick’s room, upstairs. I stopped whatever I was doing and started paying attention. No doubt, Rick was having sex with someone.  

Now like I said I’m straight, but it had been a long time since I had seen some action and knowing some people were having what sounded like amazing sex so close to me got me going. I became very curious to know what kind of sex Rick was having.  

I slowly and quietly got out of my room and came near Rick’s to hear better. The moans were clearer, and I could also hear some words, although I couldn’t make out what they were. It was mostly Rick talking with his deep voice, but a higher one responded faintly from time to time. 

As I got closer I started to hear better. “... you like that big poz cock, don’t you faggot...” “...oh...” “What? I can hear you tina boy, say it.” “... I ... love … your poz cock Sir …" 

I had no idea what “poz” and “tina” meant, but the dirty talk was getting me horny like crazy. Hearing them moan and talk like that, coupled with the sound their bodies made as Rick was clearly fucking the other guy in the ass, had me rock hard in my boxer shorts. I managed to get on the edge of Rick’s door and couldn’t help from having a quick peek inside. I barely got my eye out and saw Rick right in front of me, with his eyes closed, fucking a young man about the same age as me. I couldn’t see the other man’s face as his head was buried into the bed, his ass way up to meet Rick’s dick, which I couldn’t see. I could also see a quite large biohazard tattoo on Rick’s chest. There was also a lot of stuff laying on the bed around them, I recognized a few bottles and syringes, but I couldn’t watch any longer as I was afraid Rick would see me.  

I bolted as fast and quietly to my room as I could and closed the door. I was so turned on by what I saw and heard that I started to jerk off right away and, with the image in my mind of Rick fucking the boy in the ass, came under a minute later. It was the most intense orgasm I had in quite a while, and I was surprised how all of this had turned me on.  

I thought about it repeatedly and started to wonder what Rick was saying to his lover. I got on my computer and googled “poz dick” and “tina”. I was very confused at what I was finding. Was Rick HIV positive? Was it somewhat of a turn on for him? What about the other guy? Was he okay with it? Tina was some kind of drug, and they were doing some? That would explain the syringes and bottles and various paraphernalia lying around. All of this seemed wild and intense to me and I was starting to doubt that I had heard correctly. I kept reading about it, and eventually found some videos showing dudes using needles, smoking out of glass pipes and then having sex. To my surprise, I couldn’t stop looking at them. It was SO HOT. My dick was rock hard and I kept masturbating all night long, sometimes hearing Rick and his guest in the distance. By my third orgasm, I was starting to realize I was not as straight as I thought I was, and I was becoming more and more curious about trying sex with another man. But I was also especially curious about the different drugs I knew nothing about but seemed to make these guys unbelievably horny and high as hell.  

My research led me to learn about the bug chasing fetish. There were people actively trying to catch HIV and I thought the idea was equal parts repulsive and fascinating. To willingly get yourself infected with this terrible disease and then “gifting” it to others. What a wild idea! I couldn't understand why I found it so appealing and still so frightening at the same time.  

Eventually late into the night (or early in the morning) I collapsed and fell asleep without even realizing it. I had wild dreams about naked men, huge dicks, needles, and cum and when I woke up I still had a huge boner and I had to masturbate once again.  

---- 

When I finally got out of my room Rick was in the kitchen eating breakfast, alone. 

“Hey boy, made some breakfast and there’s plenty enough for you, just help yourself.” 

“Wow thanks Rick!” 

I felt a bit uneasy after what I had witnessed a few hours earlier. I was seeing Rick in a completely different light, now. For the first time I realized how handsome he really was; he had a very masculine face, big and well defined muscles, a very manly man. I caught myself starting to fantasize about him and my dick twitched a few times. I wondered what his dick looked like. 

“So, did you enjoy the show last night?” 

“The show? What show?” 

“I saw you peeking in my room when I was with my guest. I hope we didn’t scare you” Rick said with a laugh. 

My stomach sank. I got caught! I was sure Rick didn’t see me. At least judging his reaction, he seemed genuinely fine with it, but still. He caught my own concerned face. 

“Hey, don’t worry, if I didn’t want you to see anything I would have closed the door. You’re welcome to watch or join any time, I really don’t mind. In fact, I enjoy being watched.” 

That was unexpected to say the least, but it made sense.  

“So?”

“Huh... so what?” 

“Did you like what you saw?” 

I didn’t want Rick to know how much I found it hot to watch him pound some guy’s ass relentlessly while saying incredibly dirty things to him. I was straight and I didn’t want Rick to even consider the possibility that I wasn’t in any way. 

"It was... interesting.” 

“Well, like I said you’re free to join in anytime, the more the merrier” he replied with a wink and a charming smile. 

“Aaah, thanks, but I’m not gay, so I’m gonna take a pass.” 

“You sure about that boy? You don’t know what you’re missing.” 

I was nervous as hell and thinking about what to say when Rick, having finished his meal, got up in a sudden. 

“Anyway, we can talk about it later I’m off to run some errands. See ya tonight, boy.” 

I was relieved this interaction was over. I was afraid Rick would notice the growing bulge in my pants. 

---- 

As soon as Rick was out of the house I opened back the porn tabs on my computer and kept looking at stuff about tina, chem sex, pozzing, bug chasing and gift giving. This stuff was making me hornier and hornier. Everything was spinning fast in my head, and I was feeling like I just hit puberty for a second time. It was so dirty, horny, wrong and extreme that I couldn’t believe some people actually did that stuff. I read story after story on a website called Breeding Zone and then started to picture Rick getting me high and then laying me on my back, spreading my legs and entering me with his toxic poz cock and infecting me with his virus... 

OH. MY. GOD.

As I reached that point of my daydreaming fantasy, I was masturbating furiously and erupted into the strongest orgasm I ever had, bar none. I shot my load on my belly and decided to scoop some and taste it. I had never done that but I was so horny I couldn’t resist. It tasted amazing. I wondered what Rick’s cum tasted like. Rick’s poz, toxic cum... 

I’ve always been sure I was 100% straight, but after all this and while looking at a video of a guy, fucked up on chems, getting gang banged raw by a bunch of poz dudes, I was starting to seriously doubt it. My erection wouldn’t go away even after several orgasms, I had never been this turned on in my life and for such a long time.  

I tried to shake it off and distract myself by resuming my job hunting, but I couldn’t focus on anything. My dick was there to remind me there were more interesting things to spend my time on. I was getting addicted to raunchy gay porn.  

When the night came I could hear noise coming from Rick’s room. I was really tempted to go and see what he was up to, and with whom. But at the same time I didn’t want him to know how curious I was about it all so I stayed in my room, waiting. After a while the noise became louder. I could hear moans and grunts, but it didn’t really sound like Rick or the guy that was here the night before. Eventually curiosity got the best of me and I quietly made my way to Rick’s room.  

As I got to his door, which was once again wide open, I was surprised to see that Rick was alone, laying on his bed, wearing only a pair of briefs that showcased a huge bulge between his legs, surrounded by several items like bottles, baggies and syringes. The noise I was hearing was coming from his huge TV; porn was playing, a guy was on a sling getting rammed by a huge cock and moaning like crazy. Rick saw me right away and gave me a smile. 

“Hey boy, I was starting to wonder when you would join me. I’ve been waiting for a while now. Come in, don’t be shy, I won’t bite.” 

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To be continued...

Holy fuck looking forward to where this goes. 

[timfreo]

Fuck🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 poz that young straight boy!!!

[sarahpalin]

Thanks for the comments, guys. Keep them coming while I finish part 2, I just completed the text and have to make sure I didn't left out mistakes and inconsistencies.

Part 3 is gonna take a while longer though, I'm not sure which way I'll take it after pt. 2, but I have a lot of ideas!

I think you'll like it a lot. It's the first thing I've ever wrote that's so hot I have to stop writing and jerk off about it 😄 I'm quite proud of it so far.

[bareback-flipflop]

Hey dude, are you fucking serious? Did you interrupt the story at the most exciting part? Okay, I know the role of cliffhangers, but come on! Let’s continue it as soon as possible. 🙂

Edited February 10, 2022 by bareback-flipflop

[sarahpalin]

Yeah it's a quite a teaser huh? 😜

Don't worry I'll post part 2 before the end of the day.

[versmetropig]

Yes, please continue - you came up with a great premise for your hoT sTory, and I really love the extra kick of having the currently str8 protagonist becoming curious all on his own, when he succumbs it will be with his eyes pretty much open, and turning HIIMSELF into a gay chemslut (with Rick's help). Very twisted, can't wait for more!

[cublad]

nice!!

[chainsmokerpig]

I hope he becomes an owned fuckdd up faggot slave for his new MASTER and creator 

[tinkerblizz]

Please let there be many story please😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈

[WimBi]

Very nice start!

[nymidtowneast]

Holy shit, great start. Can't wait for the next chapter.

[shinelover]

Fuck, this is a great story! Bring on part 2 🤩