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He walks in through the doors of the locker room, turning and making sure they're locked. Luckily I'm already here, hiding behind a row of lockers. I can see he's sweating like crazy and, if I look further down, insanely horny. I knew he had practice on weekends, but I'd discovered this about two weeks ago. This is my third time watching him.
He pulls down his pants and shows off his jock, bulging with his growing cock. He slides it off completely, his eight-and-a-half-inch cock springing free and slapping on his stomach. He then brings it up to his face and takes a strong sniff, tugging at his hardening cock. He rubs it all over his body, on his pits and his balls, getting as much scent trapped in it as possible. He sits down and grabs his cock, spitting on it and beginning to jerk off.
"Fuuuuck yeah," he moans, the sound echoing throughout the nearly empty room.
I'm hiding behind some lockers, listening to the sounds of his hands pumping his thick cock and to his moans of pleasure. I quietly unzip my pants and begin to jerk off as well. I decide to risk it and walk over to his row, hiding behind some lockers and peeking out to see him sitting on the bench jerking off his cock. But unfortunately (or fortunately), I slip and put my hand out on the locker, causing a loud BANG to echo throughout the room.
Panic surges through my body. Terrified, I peek out again. He stopped jerking, now hesitantly covering his raging boner. To my relief, he keeps going after a few seconds. I watch as he puts his jock under his big balls, catching all of his sweat and scent. What I would give to have that jock. He keeps jerking with his eyes closed, and throwing his head back he moans out: "If anyone's in here, come and take a look at my giant cock! Fuck..."
I feel shivers run up my back at his words. 'You know what? Fuck it,' I think, 'if I get beat up, it was worth it.' I zip my pants back up, gather my courage, and walk out in the open. "I'm here, I'll take a look," I say. He jumps slightly and whips his head to look at me.
"Woah, fuck! You scared me dude!" he says and stops jerking. His eyes trail down and I feel him looking at my boner. A smile spreads through his face as he looks back up at me. "Well lucky for you, there's a front seat available," he says, and spreads his legs out.
I'm speechless. This is actually happening. Slowly, I walk towards him. Once I'm in front of him I get down on my knees and look up at him. His cock looms over me as I stare at it in awe.
"Yeah, you like watching me pump my big sweaty cock?" he asks with a smirk, "Do I get your little dick hard? I bet you're a fucking faggot, huh? Are you a fag?"
I get even more turned on by his words. "Yeah, I am," I say quietly while watching him, "I like watching you jerk your cock."
"I knew you were a fucking faggot. Have you watched me before?" he asks me, and begins to jerk it again, "What's your favorite part, huh fag? How big I am? How sweaty I am?"
"Oh, both," I say, entranced by his hands moving up and down on his thick sweaty cock.
"Oh yeah," he moans, jerking his cock faster. Small beads of sweat and precum spray and land on my face.
"Would you like some popcorn for the show you little faggot?" he says, and pulls out his jock from under his balls and dangles it in front of my face, "I've been wearing this through a whole week of practice, in summer, outside. Not a single wash. I bet you'd love to sniff it, huh fag?"
It is practically dripping with sweat at this point. Immediately I can smell the strong scent coming from his jockstrap, just pure sweat and testosterone. Unable to resist myself, I lean closer and take a deep sniff. Heaven. Abruptly, he pulls the jockstrap away from me and holds it over his cock.
"Come closer, faggot," he orders, smiling cruelly.
Practically intoxicated by his smell, I shuffle closer towards him, coming closer until I'm basically over his cock. Suddenly, he takes his hand away from his cock and grabs the back of my head, pushing me on his jock, and with his other hand he shoves it in my face. The most sweaty and smelly part of the jock goes right on top of my nose and mouth.
"Sniff, faggot," he commands.
Obeying, I take a deep sniff. The smell of sweat and testosterone and precum and god knows what else fills my nostrils and causes me to moan involuntarily.
"Lick it fag, taste my fucking sweat bitch," he says, still holding my head to his jock.
At his command I stick out my tongue and slowly lick his jock, tasting his sweat. I moan again, unable to control myself. But suddenly, he takes the jock away from me and pushes me back down on my knees, away from his cock. He puts the jock down beside him and starts jerking off again.
"You have a choice faggot," he says, his voice reverbrating throughout the room, "you can either take my sweaty jock and leave, and if I ever see you perving on me again I'll beat your ass. Or you can stay and worship my big thick cock, but you have to be my personal cum slut. Which do you choose fag?"
I don't hesitate. I know what I want now, it's what I've been dreaming about for months, ever since I saw him for the first time. "I want to stay. I want to worship your big thick hot cock and be your personal cumslut," I say confidently while still on my knees in front of him.
A smile slowly spreads on his face. "Good faggot," he says.
He puts his hand on my head again and brings me close enough to his cock and balls I can smell them. Then he takes his big thick cock and slaps my face with it once, then again and again. I feel his heavy cock on my face, leaving sweat and precum on me.
"Sniff my balls faggot," he orders.
I sniff his sweaty heavy balls as he slaps me with his cock. Tentatively, I poke my tongue out and lick them, tasting his sweat again. I know I'm doing good when he grunts softly.
"Good faggot, lick your daddy's balls," he says, and keeps jerking his cock and slapping my face with it. I swirl my tongue over his balls, licking them slowly as he slaps his big cock on my face, leaving his sweat and spit on it. I move closer and take one of his balls in my mouth, sucking on it and polishing it with my tongue.
"Good faggot. You think you could take my cock fag?" he asks me.
I move away from his balls and say, "Yes I can daddy, but I'd like to suck it to get it nice and ready."
"Tell me exactly what you want," he says, "I like fags who know what they want."
"I want to suck on your cock, take it deep in my throat, and get it nice and wet for you to fuck me with it. Please daddy," I say to him.
"Good little faggot. But you don't deserve to suck on my cock. I'm in control here, so I'm gonna face fuck you instead, got it?" he says. Then he grabs my hair and positions me over his cock, the tip pointed directly at me.
"Open faggot," he commands. Obediently I open my mouth, ready for his big cock to fuck my throat. In one motion he shoves my head down making me take all his cock at once.
"Fuck yeah faggot take it," he grunts holding my head at the base of his cock. I gag and choke on his cock, but he doesn't let up. Tears well in my eyes. My nose is buried in his pubes, and I can smell his musk on them. I can feel every inch of his big cock in my mouth and deep in my throat. But I want this. He brings my head up and then shoves it back down quickly, moaning as he does. He rapidly pulls my head up and down.
"Fuck yeah fag, you're just a little fuck toy," he grunts, thrusting his hips up to meet my face. I have no choice but to keep going when he thrusts his cock into my mouth. Drool runs down from my mouth, and I can feel his heavy balls slapping on my chin. I'm his little fucktoy. I said it myself. I'm his personal cumslut, for his use.
He keeps going for another minute, pumping into my mouth and fucking my throat, before pulling me off his cock, leaving a string of saliva hanging between us.
"You want this cock inside of you or not faggot?" he says, his cock twitching and dripping.
I gasp and cough. My face is covered in his sweat and spit from his cock fucking my face, but I still want his cock.
"Fuck yes! Please daddy, I need your cock inside of me!" I say, panting.
"Then climb up here faggot, you're gonna ride me, got it?" he says.
"Yes daddy," I say and strip down. Once I'm naked, my boner obvious, I climb onto his lap on the bench. I lower myself down until I can feel the tip of his cock on my ass. With one hand I spread my cheeks and with the other I first spit on my hand and rub it on my hole, getting it ready, then I grab his cock and begin putting it in. The tip goes in slowly and I gasp, "It's so big!"
He wraps his hands around my hips and says, "I know faggot, are you ready for all of it?" Then he pulls my hips down forcing more of his cock into my tight hole.
"FUCK!" I moan loudly as he forces more of his thick cock into my hole. I slowly go down and down, feeling as each inch goes inside. By the halfway point I'm already moaning from the sheer size of his cock stretching out my insides, but I keep going down, determined to get it all inside. Finally, I feel his balls on my ass and I sit on his lap, his entire eight-and-a-half inch cock buried deep inside me.
"Fuck you're so tight," he moans out, fully inside of me. He moves one of his hands from my hips to my dick. "Look at how hard you are fag, and you're dripping precum too," he says, and flicks my cock.
The sensation is amazing. It hurts, but just enough that it still feels good, and his cock inside of me just intensifies the pleasure of it. I'm dripping precum like a leaky faucet as I get used to his giant fuckstick in my ass. He grabs my cock and jerks it a bit, making me moan even more.
"You're such a fucking faggot, moaning from me flicking your cock. Pathetic," he says with a smirk, then flicks me again. My mind reels from the pleasure of his hands and his cock. I moan, unable to control myself.
"Say it. Say what you are," he commands, and sharply thrusts his hips up.
"FUCK YES!! I'm a pathetic fucking faggot!" I moan out, surprising myself.
"Good little fag," he says, and thrusts up harder, making me moan even more.
He takes off his shirt and puts his arms behind his head, exposing his sweaty armpits. "You just gonna sit there fag, or are you gonna start worshipping these pits?" he says, then slams his cock into me, making me bounce up, then slowly begins pulling out again.
"Oh fuck, yes daddy!" I say when he slams into my hole. I lean closer and begin sniffing his sweaty pit, smelling his musk on it. Then I lean even closer and lick it, put my face on it, get it wet with his sweat.
"Good fag," he says. He brings his feet up and puts them on the bench, giving him support as me picks up a rhythm, fucking me harder and harder. Each time he takes half his cock out and shoves it back in, pulling out further each time. As he fucks me I feel every inch of his cock as it pulls out and then slams back in, making me shudder and moan into his armpit. I pull away, my face wet with spit and sweat and go into his other pit, licking and sniffing it, worshipping his body.
He starts moving faster, moaning as I worship his pit. He puts down one arm and flicks my cock again. I start moaning loudly once he begins doing this. I pull away from his pit and moan, my eyes rolling up in pleasure as he shoves his big cock inside me. When I do this, he puts his arm down and wraps his arms around me.
"Now that you're used to my big cock I can finally fuck you like I mean it," he says and stands up suddenly, picking me up with him. He then slams me against the lockers and starts fucking me standing up, going from tip to base inside of me as fast as he can.
"FUCK YES! FUCK ME!" I yell as he pumps his cock in and out of my hole. My legs are in the air as he fucks me, and I'm pushed into the lockers every time he thrusts in. I feel his cock suddenly hit a spot inside me that sends waves of pleasure rolling through me and the edges of my vision going white. "OH FUCK YES! FUCK ME DADDY!" I moan loudly.
"Uh-uh, you don't tell me what to do faggot," he says and pulls out of me suddenly. I gasp at the sudden emptiness. My hole is wide open as he teases me with his cockhead. I need it back inside now. "Now you need to beg for it like a good little fag," he says while smiling cruelly.
"I'm sorry daddy! I need your cock in me please! I need you to fuck me! Please, I want you to fuck me and not hold back! Just use me as a cumdump please!" I beg him.
"Good fucking fag," he says and rams into me again, pounding me hard and fast, "now faggot, where do you want my first load to mark you as mine?"
"On my face!" I moan as he fucks me, "I want you to cover me in your cum! Please! Cum on me!" I beg.
"Are you sure faggot? You didn't sound like you were very confident in your answer," he says teasingly while still pounding my hole.
"PLEASE! Please, cum on my face! Make me yours, your personal cumdump! PLEASE!" I moan and beg as his cock slams into my ass.
He pulls out of me and sits back down letting me get off. "Fine fag, but that means you have to suck me again, and you know that means I get to face fuck you and you have to taste your ass on my cock. Last chance to back out," he says, his cock throbbing in front of me.
I look up at his cock with a desperate and needy look on my face. "I don't care! I want you to mark me! Cum on me, please!" I beg.
"Fine faggot," he says, then grabs me by my hair and starts facefucking me.
"You asked for this faggot, so I'm gonna use your pathetic fag face like I use all my toys," he says and holds my head down at the base of his cock, thrusting into my face.
I gag and choke on his cock. My face is covered in sweat and spit and tears but I'm in heaven right now. I feel his cock at the back of my throat and his balls slapping on my chin. I get a sniff of his pubes as he holds me down.
"Fuckfuckfuck, here it comes!" he shouts. I feel his cock start to pulse and two ropes of cum shoot down my throat before he pulls me off and fires seven more shots all over my face. I swallow down as much of his cum as I can, but some still drips out the sides of my mouth, and some shoots up and out of my nose too. Then I feel his hot cum cover my face as it lands on my hair, my forehead, my nose, my mouth, my cheeks, my chin. It slowly drips down, leaking onto my neck and chest.
"Good fag," he says, panting, then he leans over and grab his phone and aims it at me, "now tongue out, faggot."
I obediently open my mouth and stick out my tongue, showing off my cum-filled mouth and face. I hear him take some pictures of my cum-covered face.
"Those are so I can remember the first time my faggot serviced me. First of many," he says when he's done. "And maybe so I can show you off to some special friends of mine," he adds with a smirk.
"Okay!" I say, smiling and still dripping with his cum.
"Come on, let's go wash up," he says, "can you stand baby?"
"I think so," I say. I slowly stand up, legs still trembling, and walk over to him.
He grabs me and looks down at my still hard cock. "You never came faggot," he says, suprised.
"No, I didn't," I say, "but it's okay. I wanted you to cum first."
"Good boy. You're not allowed to cum unless I say so, got it?" he says while looking at me.
"Yes daddy," I say obediently, "only when you let me."
"Now sit on the bench, fag, and spread your legs," he says.
I sit down slowly and spread my legs, my face still dripping with cum. He squats down so he's eye level with my cock and flicks it. I moan softly, "Mmmh, that feels good."
"Yeah" he flicks it harder.
"Fffffuck," I moan louder and begin to breathe heavily.
He grabs my balls and squeezes slightly. "Such a tiny little dick," he says.
"Haah, fuck." I moan louder.
"Tell me how much you wanna cum fag," he says, stoking my dick slowly.
"Fuck, I wanna cum so badly," I pant as he strokes me, "I need to cum, please."
He lets go of your dick and flicks it. "No, fag."
"Aaah!" I moan, panting, "Please daddy?"
"It's a privilege to cum faggot, so ask for it respectfully," he says and licks my cock head with his tongue.
"Ohhhh fuck," I moan when I feel his tongue on my cock, "please, daddy, I want to cum˜ Please, I need to! Please daddy!" I beg more, getting more desperate. I'm right at the edge of climax.
"Cum faggot, cum for me," he says and quickly jerks my cock, aiming it so it will spray all over me.
"Aaah! Fuck! Thank you!" I moan and begin to cum, spraying it all over my own chest and belly.
"Good boy," he says and sticks his hand up, which is covered in some of my cum, "you gotta clean up for being messy fag."
"Yes daddy," I say, and begin to lick up my cum from his hand. Once I get it all off I swallow it down. He takes his hand and puts two fingers in my mouth and says, "I love what an eager fag you are baby."
I smile around his fingers and suck on them seductively, rolling my tongue around them.
"Fuck, good boy," he says and looks at me, lust in his eyes as I suck his fingers. I suck on them some more and pop them out of my mouth. "Thank you daddy," I say with a smile.
"Good boy, let's go shower," he says.
I stand up from the bench and eagerly follow him to the showers. The cum on my face and chest is already drying, and I'd like to get it off. He turns the water on and immediately starts washing my hair and chest. I get all soapy and he holds me close and kisses my forehead. Sighing, I wrap my hands around him as he washes my hair. "This is nice," I say as the water sprays us.
"Yeah it is," he says with a laugh. After getting all the suds off me he says, "You wanna wash daddy now? I think you're a little too short to wash my hair but you can do my body."
"Okay daddy," I say, smiling. Slowly I wash his toned body with my hands, taking special time to wash (and feel up) his bulging pecs, his strong arms, and his thick thighs. Eventually I begin washing his crotch, slowly rubbing and rinsing his cock and balls, which already start to plump up.
"Good boy," he moans as I slowly stroke him, "I love feeling you worship me."
"I love your body daddy."
"I know you do faggot," he says as he plays with my hair. Slowly I rinse the soap off his body, rubbing him and massaging his muscles. "You must be sore after your workout, and after this workout," I say.
"Haha yeah I am. I bet you're pretty sore too, just in a different place," he laughs and slaps my ass. I squeak in surprise and giggle a little.
"Yeah I am, but it's a good sore," I say and look up at him with a smile.
"What are you doing after this baby?" he asks.
"Well, usually after this I just go home and do homework, but now I don't know," I say, "Why do you ask?"
"Well, I would like to cuddle with my new faggot, maybe use you some more. I have an apartment not too far from here that we can go to to be alone," he says.
"Mmm, I would love that," I say, "I definitely want to spend more alone time with you."
"Oh yeah?" he says, putting his hand on my chin and tilting my face upwards "And why would that be, baby boy?"
"Well," I say lustfully while looking into your eyes, "because I want to be used and bred by my new daddy."
"Mmmhmm, good boy," he says, and then he passionately kisses me on the lips, our tongues playing together as his hand cups my face perfectly. The kiss takes me by surprise, but I close my eyes and kiss him back anyway. I reach up and wrap my hands around his neck, pulling him close as we kiss. He drops his hands to my thighs and picks me up and pushes me against the shower wall, kissing me more as our bodies press together. I wrap my legs around his waist while he presses me up against the wall and continue kissing him, my hands holding on to his neck and pressing his body to mine.
He breaks the kiss and instead starts kissing my neck, passionately saying, "You're such a good fucking boy."
"Thank you daddy, thank you," I say, breathless, as you kiss on my neck.
"I'm gonna mark you as mine for everyone to see," he says, and starts sucking on my neck.
"Fuck yes, make me yours!" I moan as he sucks on my neck, "I want everyone to see..."
"Good boy everyone's gonna be able to see that," he says as he breaks off. He holds me against the wall for a minute gently kissing me all over.
"You're such a good boy but we should leave soon," he says and lets me down. I touch my neck where the hickey now is.
"I love it," I say, smiling. I walk with him as we leave the showers. We get dressed, leave and go to his car so he can drive us to his place. Once there he opens the door and, after a short elevator ride, we get to his apartment door. He unlocks it and invites me in, closing the door behind me. I walk inside and look around.
"You've got a pretty nice place," I say.
"Thanks. The bedroom's right through there," he says winking at me and points to a nearby door.
"Oooh, right to the point, I like it," I say with a giggle. I walk into his bedroom and sit on the bed. He walks into the bedroom behind me and walks up to me. When sitting my face comes almost directly in front of his crotch. He puts his hand on my head and plays with my hair a bit without saying anything. I know what he wants. As he plays with my hair I lean in closer and softly put my face on his crotch, feeling his cock with my mouth.
"Good boy," he says and grinds his crotch into my face a little.
"As much as I want to fuck your cute little face again I don't wanna overdo my new faggot on his first day," he says, tilting my head up so he can look at me. I look up at him, lust in my eyes. I whimper softly.
"Ok daddy," I say, a smile growing on my face, "but what would you want to do to me instead?"
He picks me up and throws me further onto the bed and crawls over on top of me. "I told you, didn't I? I wanted to cuddle my new little faggot," he says, wrapping his arms around me and rolling to the side. I giggle as he wraps his hands around me.
"Yes daddy, I remember," I say, and snuggle up closer to him, feeling his warmth on my body, "you're really comfortable."
"Yeah, you like cuddling with me?" he says teasingly while gently playing with my hair.
"Yes I do daddy," I say. I curl up closer to him and look into his eyes. "Thank you for this. And for not beating me up when you found me," I say with a small chuckle.
"Of course baby. I saw how horny you where when you walked out and I needed a new little fag toy," he says.
I giggle and say, "Don't worry, I'll be your new little fag toy."
"Oh you already are baby. As soon as you started worshipping me you were mine," he kisses my forehead and trails his hand down my body, sending shivers running up my spine.
"I just couldn't stop myself," I say, burying my head back into his chest, "who could resist with a body like yours?"
"What was your favorite part about it fag? My jock, pits, balls, getting face fucked, or getting railed?"
"Oh fuck, everything you just said," I giggle, "I love every sweaty part of you, and I love when you used me like that."
"Good, cause there's much more of that to come baby," he says, "Thinking about all of this is getting daddy horny again."
"Yeah, I can feel it," I say, then move my hands to his crotch and softly squeeze his growing bulge that'd been pressing against my thigh, "we have to take care of this, don't you think?"
"Oh, do we now?" he says and rolls over on his back, "well, as my faggot I'm pretty sure it's your job to do that." His cock is bulging out of his pants, creating an obscene bulge. It made me just want to rip them off and suck him off again.
"Of course it is," I say seductively. I straddle his hips and grind my ass onto his crotch, slowly riding his bulge.
"Oh fuck that feels so good," he moans out and puts his hands behind his head, relaxing as I ride him, "I miss having a fag to worship me."
This piques my interest. "Oh? Have you had one before?" I ask him while still grinding on his crotch.
"Yeah a few," he says, thrusting his hips up a little, "none as desperate and willing as you, though."
The fact that he has had fags like me before makes me even hornier somehow. I lean over him and put my hands beside his head. "Really? Well I hope I can be the best fag you'll have," I say to him, then begin crawling downwards, kissing his neck, his chest, his stomach, and then, reaching his crotch, kissing his bulge through his pants.
"Ohh fuck," he says and takes his shirt off, "worship me more fag."
"Yes daddy," I say, and then shuffle back up to him. I begin sniffing and licking his pits, tasting the sweat on them and smelling his manliness.
"Good boy, just worship my body for a little," he says, closing his eyes and grunting softly, "get naked too, faggots don't wear clothes when serving, got it?"
"Mmm, yes daddy," I say into his armpit. I sit up and take off my shirt, then my pants and underwear, leaving me completely naked with an obvious boner.
"Good boy. Take my pants off, I want you to compare my cock to yours," he says with a smirk.
"Ok daddy," I say. I slide my hands into his waistband and slowly pull his pants and underwear down, slowly revealing his cock until it springs free and slaps against his stomach, splattering precum over him. I straddle his legs and take his cock in my hand, feeling it throb, then I take mine and put it against it. The difference is obvious. His cock is way longer than mine, almost twice as long, and definitely twice as thick. I can feel his cock pulsing and throbbing against mine.
"Fuck you look even smaller next to mine," he says with a laugh, which only turns me on further, "why don't you spit on your cock and grind your small little fag cock against mine?"
"Ok daddy," I say. I spit onto my cock and rub it in, making it slick, then I grab his cock and begin to grind mine against his. "Fffuck daddy it feels good," I say, moaning softly.
"Yeah baby you like grinding against daddies cock? That's the closest thing you're gonna get to fucking anyone, you know that fag?" he says, and begins to thrust up with me, rubbing his big cock against mine, getting me closer to climax.
"Haaah, fuck, yes I know that daddy," I moan, "It feels so good daddy."
"Cum on my cock fag, I'll use it as lube to fuck you with," he says, grunting slightly.
"Ohhh fuck, yes daddy," I moan louder and begin bucking my hips and grinding against his cock faster. I moan more as I get closer and closer, "Fuck! I'm gonna-!" Then I cum with a moan, coating both our cocks with my cum. "T-thank you daddy," I pant.
"Good boy. Are you ready to ride my big cock faggot?" he says, evidently horny now, "you have to take care of daddy, that means putting it in yourself and doing most of the work okay?"
"Yes daddy," I say. I stroke his cock a bit, rubbing in the cum and making it slick, then I shuffle closer and put my ass on his cock. Slowly I begin to stick it in, first getting the tip inside with a shudder and a moan.
"Fuuck, good boy, take daddy's cock," he grunts. I keep lowering myself down, putting in inch after inch until finally it's all inside. Teasingly I grind my hips a bit, making him moan slightly.
"Fuuck baby that's so hot, seeing your little cock all hard again -- fuck! -- from sitting on daddy's big cock," he says, and grinds his hips up as well, "just because you're on top doesn't mean I'm not in control, don't forget that fag."
"Ahhh, yes daddy," I say with a moan, "fuck, your cock feels so good inside me."
"Good, now start fucking yourself on it like a good faggot. If you're able to make me cum just from riding me I might give you a little present at the end."
Obediently I start to move myself up, then going down again, moaning along the way, then I move up again and down again. Eventually I get into a rhythm and begin to fuck myself on his big cock. "Am I doing a good job daddy?"
"Yes baby, a very good job. Feel free to worship me while you fuck yourself," he says, closing his eyes and putting his arms behind his head, evidently enjoying being serviced.
"Fuck, yes daddy!" I moan out. Still riding his cock, I lean down and begin to sniff and lick his armpits, dragging my tongue on them and getting every spot. With my back arched I could feel his cock going in and out of me as I bounced up and down.
"Fuck, good boy, such a little faggot," he grunts, then thrusts up into me a little, which lets me know I'm doing a good job, causing me to moan into his armpit I keep fucking myself on him, slowly getting faster and going in deeper. While I do this he lowers one of his arms and brings it down to my cock and whispers huskily in my ear, "Good boy." Then he flicks my hard cock, making me moan louder.
"AH! Yes daddy!" I moan in pleasure. I squeeze my ass, going slower and grinding on his lap, making him moan this time.
"Fuucckkkk, good boy, ohh fuck," he moans. He thrusts up into me quickly three times, making me moan, before flicking my cock again.
"Fuck yes daddy! Thank you!" I moan. I squeeze his cock and grind into him, moving my hips slowly.
"Fuck faggot, you're gonna make me cum again! Fuck, fucckk!" he moans, grabbing my ass and squeezing it hard. Now knowing he's close I keep squeezing his cock, but I start going slightly faster, slowly bouncing on it, getting him closer to climax.
"Ohh fuck baby, I'm gonna cum in you! Are you ready for my load? Fuck, fuck!" he moans.
"Fuck yes daddy! I'm ready for your load!" I moan, bouncing up and down on his cock now.
"Good boy! Fuck! Fuck! Here it comes! Ohh fuck!" he yells and thrusts up into me several times, shoving my ass down on his cock, each time another cumshot shooting deep inside me.
"AH!! YES!! FUCK YES DADDY!" I moan loudly. I can feel his cum shoot deep inside of my ass, filling it up. I can feel it leak from the edges slightly. He stays inside of me for a moment. Then, moving himself to a sitting position, he pushes me off my cock and onto my back. He pulls my ass towards him, pulls out his phone and spreads my already-leaking hole apart. He takes a few pictures of my cum-filled hole and says, "Fuuck I love when a little fag is all filled with my cum."
"Thank you daddy," I say as he takes the pictures, "I love being full of your cum."
He puts down his phone and says, "Are you ready for your reward now fag?"
"Yes daddy," I say in anticipation. What's my reward? I hope it's something good. He arranges himself so he's on top of me and kisses me on the lips, then starts moving down, kissing a trail down my body. When he gets to my still-hard cock he looks up at me, makes eye contact and licks his way from my balls to the tip of my cock, making me moan.
"Remember fag, you can't cum unless I tell you to," he says, then wraps his lips around my cock and takes me into his mouth. The warm wetness is indescribably pleasurable. He begins sucking on my cock, swirling his tongue around it, giving me so much pleasure. He begins playing with my balls as well. He takes me out and licks me up, saying, "Such a little cock, I can fit it in my mouth so easily."
He continues sucking me as I moan and grip the sheets tightly, my orgasm rapidly approaching. Suddenly, he stops sucking and takes his mouth off me, lazily stroking my cock.
"Beg me to cum," he says, gently stroking my cock.
"Yes daddy! Please! Let me cum! Please daddy! I need to cum, please!" I keep begging.
He doesn't say yes and just keeps stroking.
"Ahh, fuck! Please daddy! It feels so good! I need to cum! Please daddy, let me cum! Please!" I beg him, growing more desperate. I'm so close.
He dives back into sucking my cock, this time inserting a finger in my hole and slowly fingering me.
"Fuck yes daddy! Please, let me cum! I need to cum, daddy, please! That feels so good!" I keep begging.
He keeps sucking me and then finds my prostate, suddenly thrusting up into it and saying, "Cum, faggot."
"Ah! Fuck! Thank you daddy! Thank you! Oh I'm gonna- Fuck!" I moan out. I cum hard, the strongest orgasm I've ever felt coming up from my ass. I shoot into his mouth as he keeps sucking me. I grip the sheets and moan loudly, my eyes rolling up from the intense pleasure. After I cum I lay there, utterly spent, and then he crawls up to me and kisses you, transferring the cum from his mouth to mine. I kiss him back, taking my own cum into my mouth and swallowing it, still kissing him passionately. He pulls away and offers me the finger he put inside of me covered in his cum. Without hesitation I eagerly take it in my mouth and suck on it, licking all of his cum off of it and swallowing it too.
"Good boy," he says when I'm done
I pop his finger out of my mouth and say, "Thank you daddy."
"You're welcome faggot," he says.
I snuggle close to him, our naked bodies pressed together warmly. "I like when you hold me like this," I say.
"Me too baby, me too," he says, kissing my forehead.
"Mmm, I'm feeling sleepy after all that," I say with a small chuckle.
"Yeah me too baby."
"You wanna fall asleep together?"
"Yes baby I do."
"Mmmkay. Goodnight daddy," I whisper, and begin falling asleep.
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