Author's Note: If it is frowned upon in your community to be reading materials containing homosexual behavior, or if you personally frown upon it, I recommend you leave now.
This story contains graphic depictions of sex between a young adult and an older man. The story is based upon true events, yet the characters are idealized or simply fictitious. People in this story don't recognize disease, the real world does. PLEASE? make safe choices.
If you liked the story below - Nifty's "Gym Shower Lust" Series is based on the same main character and is by the same author, but follows different and non-sequential plot lines.
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Daddy Hunter Part 1: Craig in the sports shop.
Turning 18 is phenomenal event. It means you can fuck anyone you want and no one will cart your ass to jail. Kind of a big deal.
I turned 18 last week. Today, I woke up and decided I wanted to fuck hardcore. Let me tell you about myself. My name is Mike. I am about 5 ft 10 inches. 195 lbs with a football, muscle and fat, build. I occasionally have a six pack, but usually I just have a nice round belly. My biceps, pecs, and legs are huge though, and I've received a decent number of compliments. In essence I could be a cub if I were hairier. I've got decent 6 inch dick. I have short black hair in a military buzz cut. The other thing you should know about me is that I love sex. Particularly sex with daddies, coaches, etc. If it's a male role model, I want to fuck him.
So today I woke up and figured I would go over the sports shop. I needed new cleats anyway. Once I arrived, I noticed that the shop was exceedingly empty. There were maybe six or seven costumers total. One of which was a short, stockier guy around the age of 43. He had short buzzed hair that was showing signs of graying. He was probably around 5 ft 7 inches and weighed around 210 pounds. He had a trimmed beard. He clearly played some sort of contact sport in his time, probably football too. He was looking at shorts. Me being the horny bastard I am, decided to provoke him. Retrospectively, there was absolutely no indication that he was gay, but I rather like the challenge. I walked over to where he was and pretended to look at shorts as well. There was a pair of running shorts that were clearly too small for me. I grinned devilishly before taking them off the rake. I turned to him and asked:
"Hey would you do me a favor?"
He looked stunned at being addressed so brashly, but stuttered out "sure".
"Will you check how I look in these?" I asked, indicating to the ridiculously small running shorts.
He gulped visibly and agreed. I entered one of the changing rooms and quickly slipped out of my jeans and pulled the shorts up to my waist. As expected, they were tiny. My flaccid dick wasn't long, and even then it could have hung out the bottom of the shorts. I had a jock strap on though, so my cock was safely tucked in the pouch. I smiled to myself and flung the door open. The older man standing on the other side simply looked stunned.
"How do I look?" I asked flirtatiously. I turned to show off my jock butt to him.
I was pretty sure he licked his lips, but I can't be certain. He muttered something about being skin tight. I shrugged and pulled them off right in front of him. My white jock underneath held my package At this point his boner was clearly visible in his jeans.
"Too bad, I kind of need new running shorts." I sighed.
"Well, if you don't mind hand-me-downs, I have a couple that I think will fit you" he stuttered out.
Gotcha! I thought. "Really? Where? Could I have them?" I inquired.
"Well they're at my house, which is just up the road from here" He stated with more confidence this time.
"Lead the way!" I said, pulling on my jeans.
I followed his car up to his house. It was a ranch style house and quite small. Once I entered, I noticed pictures of a family around.
"Are you married?" I asked.
"No, divorced." He responded as he dashed into a master bedroom and returned with two running shorts and a dingy jock strap. "I think you'll fit these, and they look better with this jock." He motioned to his black, dingy jock. His hard on was leaking now and there was a wet spot clearly marked on his jeans.
I smiled to him and jumped out of my clothes. My dick wasn't soft either, but it was not fully hard. I pulled on his tiny jock and turned around for him, showing off my muscle bubble-butt. "How do I look?" I asked innocently, pulling at one of the bands of the jock and snapping them loudly against my skin.
He made no attempt to hide it now. He was rubbing his crotch through his jeans, yet seemed too shy to take them off.
"Try on my jock. Then we can have a jock party!" I suggested flirtatiously. He didn't need telling twice. His clothes flew off. My little white jock stretched on me, but on this daddy it simply could not hold him. His five inch hard on hung out of the jock.
"How do I look?" He asked.
I smiled. "Fantastic".
At this, he lost some confidence for some reason. He turned on the music and offered me beer, which I declined. A dance tune came on and I jumped to my feet.
"I love this song!" I exclaimed, grabbing my daddy by his hands and swinging him onto the coach. As he leaned back with his cock exposed, I bent over him and began grinding my bare ass against his hard dick. His precum flowed freely as I massaged his cock with my ass muscles. I looked back and he had his eyes closed and was groaning. I knew I had him. I stood up suddenly and his eyes shot open. He looked at me and smiled as I began an amateur routine. I brushed my jock against his face and he immediately snatched my cock into his mouth through my jock. He started slurping. Meanwhile, his fingers probed my butt from behind. His precum was lube enough for him to get a finger into me.
"I need to fuck you boy" He growled.
I shook my head no. I was not done teasing him. He didn't wait for an answer. He hopped to his feet. Grabbed his wallet from his discarded clothes and put a 20 dollar bill in the strap of my jock before he forcefully grabbed me and bent me over the coach. He stripped out of my jock and stuffed the jock into my mouth. He growled as he aimed his cock head at my hole. I've taken bigger dick in my life, but this bear didn't have time for lube or loosening. With a fierce roar he shoved his hard cock all five inches up my ass. I had to scream through the jock. I wanted to tell him to stop and to slow down, but he was in a world of his own. He fucked me with short and rapid strokes. I felt his big belly resting on my back and his muscular arms holding me from behind. I bit down hard on the jock and closed my eyes as he continued pounding my ass. He stood up after a few minutes and pulled out. His cock was leaking precum and he turned me around. He sat in the couch.
"Ride my fat cock" He commanded.
I didn't have to be asked twice. I bent over him and he aimed his cock at my hole as I penetrated myself with his sausage. He moaned loudly as I began riding his cock in Earnest. My own hard cock was bouncing between our bellies. He began gripping my arms and, in particular, my chest. He growled, leaned forward, and sucked my nipples.
"Your chest is so fucking big. You big fucking jock" He murmured as his cock slid in and out of my hole.
He put his hands on my shoulder and forcefully shoved me down, impaling me hard and deep on his cock. I gasped and moaned.
"Yeah you like my big daddy dick in your ass don't you. Fucking jock whore." He commanded. He started shoving his cock into my ass again. I moaned again as he began massaging my biceps and pecs. "Fuck you're a big guy. Love fucking you, you big stupid jock boy" He muttered.
When he was getting close, He pulled me off his cock and pushed me to all fours on the floor.
"I'm going to fuck you on the floor, where you belong, you fucking jock whore. I want you to tell me you like it" He growled as he prepped his dick for my ass again. "Say, Daddy Craig, I want your big dick in me!"
"Yes daddy Craig," I responded obediently. "I want your?"
I didn't get to finish. He shoved his cock in and I was in ecstasy again. He fucked me doggy style for a few minutes before he forcefully pulled me up to him. From behind me, he began licking my neck before his thick tongue entered my mouth. One of his beefy hands was playing with my pecs. The other gripped my cock. All the time, his dick was pumping in and out of my tight butt.
His movements began to get very sporadic. He pulled all the way and shoved his cock straight into my jock butt. His breathing became fast and irregular. Finally, he gripped my pecs hard. He squeezed my cock, and let out a ferocious roar. I felt his cock pulsing in my ass and I felt his warm man juice coating my insides. He held me in that position for a while, my back to his chest, in total submission. Finally his cum came leaking out of my ass. He released me and I laid on the floor, sweating and panting from having my ass used by this daddy boy. He walked away and returned with a towel. His aggressive manner was gone now that his man seed was buried deep in my ass.
"That was hot" He exclaimed, wiping the sweat from his arms.
I smiled in return.
"Hey um? I was wondering if you would like to go back to the store. I would like to buy you some running shorts" He proposed. Perhaps he felt bad for having plunged his cock into me without preparation.
"Sure" I agreed. I got to my feet and put on my own jock.
He rubbed my crotch briefly before we both got dressed. I took the 20 dollars and handed it back to him, but he declined.
"Keep it. It's a gift!" He smiled.
I shrugged and pocketed it.
Daddies hunted: 1
Profit: $20
** End of Part 1**
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