It had been months since my last discipline encounter with Daddy John and Christmas was approaching fast. This meant that his daughter, my so-called girlfriend, would be home from college for the break and some adventures would be ensuing. The holiday itself was a horny-fest of stolen glances, quick grabs, and pinches between me and all three of them. My girlfriend, her hot mom, and her super-hot dad all took turns feeling me up when alone with me, even if it was only for a few seconds. The real fun began the day after Christmas. The four of us went to a mall together to take advantage of the massive sales. While there, John and I were often left alone on a bench while the gals shopped. A lot of quick pats on my ass and covert tit twisters followed as we moved from bench to bench along the length of the mall. One old timer noticed what John was doing once and smiled widely and as he walked past us whispered that I was a good boy. This made me very hot. Later that same day, my girl and her mom went out shopping again and left us at the house. They were barely out of the driveway when Daddy John looked at me intensely and said one word, "Strip". He rubbed his crotch as I slowly stripped for him. As I pulled my underpants down, my youthful cock flipped out and up, three-quarters hard already and dripping pre-cum. John motioned for me to approach him as he sat in his favorite easy chair. He reached over and began to stroke and squeeze my cock while instructing me not to cum until allowed to. My cock became beet-red and harder than it ever had been. He stood and removed his shirt, standing topless before me, rubbing his own nipples to hardness before pulling my head to his breast with the instruction to suckle. His skin was taut and salty, and his large nipples were very tasty. After allowing me to enjoy myself with his tits for a while, he led me to his bedroom by tugging on my cock like a leash. Once in the room, he motioned for me to bend over his mattress as he dropped his pants and began stroking his own cock to hardness. Opening a door on his nightstand, he removed a jar of Vaseline from it and began to apply it to his rising member. After this, he slapped a large wad of it into my ass crack, rubbing it in well with his left hand while still stroking his well-greased hard-on with his right. Working one finger into my anus, then two, and eventually three, he gingerly prepared my ass for its first penetration. As he worked my hole, he tugged on my balls and cock before running his erection up and down the length of my crack. In a fluid motion, he removed his fingers and slid his cock into my shitpipe and began to slowly pump. It was difficult for both of us due to the tighness of my virgin asshole and he decided to try a few different positions before settling on one that had me on my side with my left leg up on the bed on a 45 degree angle to the right which allowed him depper access to my man-pussy. He inserted himself again and was now able to get full insertion as he thrust his lovely hard cock repeatedly into me. Both of us were now fully enjoying the experience, but the whole thing was about to explode in our faces. In our horny rush to get at each other we neglected to lock to door or even lower the TV. This meant we had no idea that the girls had returned until his bedroom door opened wide and his wife and daughter stood there, shocked at the sight of us together naked in his bed, him fucking my ass with force and delight. They ran from the room as he came into my colon, holding me down until he was completely spent. When we did emerge from the room, his wife and my girlfriend had both left the house again, so I dressed and also left but not before he made me lick and suck his cock clean. My girlfriend no longer returned any of my calls and this was the end of my pretense of herterosexuality. Daddy John had indoctrinated me fully into my new life by deflowering both my moth and ass with his beautiful cock. I never saw him again but owe him a great debt of gratitude by helping me to free myself of false notions of conformity while becoming open to the wide world of sex and servitude that awaited me. Until next time, I remain, Heywood.