Master Reds stable of Fuckable Colts & Fillies: Jay Pt 2
I stood at the foot of the bed, stroking my meat and watching Jay, my cock swollen and throbbing.
He climbed onto his bed, pushed his phatt little ass up in the air, leaned forward on his elbows with his head turned back to look up at me as I towered behind him.
I was more than twice his age, a foot taller and probably outweighed him by almost one hundred pounds.
If he was afraid he did not show it.
He eagerly got into position and readied himself to take every inch of my nine and a half.
I gripped him firmly on either side of his ass-cheeks, my large hands pulling him toward me, my dik slick with spit and lube.
The room filled with the sound of his first cries as the fat mushroom head of my cock pierced his pink pucker so I stopped, giving him a moment to absorb the shock before I plunged deeper, not caring if his body was ready to accept the foreign invader, getting turned on my his fear and seeing my monster meat pumping in and out of his small hole.
"Shut up boy!" I commanded, "You know you want dat Daddy dik."
"Oh, ohhh" was all he could muster in response, his hands gripping the sheets as if that somehow eased the pain and pleasure assaulting his insides, my cock starting the slow journey exploring the inner depths of his boy-pussy.
"Here you go boy, take dat meat."
Deeper and deeper I pushed, pulling almost all the way out then back in deeper, past the first wall into the second opening of his anal canal.
"Is this what you want boy?"
He moaned and begged me to stop but his body betrayed him.
The inner walls of his ass started to open up to receive all of me and his hips pushed back against my groin, trying its best to devour all of my cock.
"Daddy!" he cried, "Daddy." The single word his acknowledgement, consent, acquiescence and prayer.
"Deeper....deeper!" Jay cried over and over, his words in time to the rhythm of the bedsprings singing as I pounded his dilated hole.
"Whose boy-pussy is this?" I demanded.
"It is yours Daddy....it is all yours" he replied, reaching back with both hands to spread his ass-cheeks so that my meat could dig even deeper.
"Is this what you want son?"
"Say "Yes" Daddy" I demanded.
"Yes Daddy", he panted, "It is so big!" "It is so deep."
I pushed him down on the bed with my body so that he lay flat on his stomach, distributing my weight on my elbows and thighs, careful not to crush him underneath me.
"Can you feel Daddys meat?"
By way of answer he lifted his head from the pillow and started to kiss and lick my forearm and bicep.
I could feel the gathering storm of my orgasm. I knew that if I changed positions and lay on my back gravity and the simple fact of interrupting the heat of the moment would help me regain control over myself.
I was nowhere near finished with this boy yet so to stop myself from flooding his insides with cum I pulled out of his warm, velvet-ty hole, rolled off him onto my back with him curled on my left side.
Jay looked at me from where he lie, his young eyes sated with lust.
He took me in his hand and slowly started stroking up and down, my meat looking ridiculously large and menacing in his small, childlike grasp.
As he watched himself fondling me his expression turned to something akin to awe as if he couldn't believe that all of what was in his hand had just filled his hole.
"Cmon here son" I said as I grabbed him by the hair and pulled him on top of me.
I positioned him so that as he straddled my torso I could take his hard little dick into my mouth.
He let out a cry, but this one was different from the rest, it sounded like surprise mixed with ecstasy as I swallowed him to the base, tasting his sweet pre-cum.
I am not usually a cocksucker but occasionally Daddy likes to drink from the fountain of youth.