The Dom Bear at Moon Inn - Part 2 Send me thoughts, critiques, ideas, etc -- alexboiz69 at yahoo dot com.
You leave the bathroom light on and I can easily see around the room now, but I keep my head tilted down and eyes on the ground. You go over to the easy chair and sit down. Your wet, thick cut cock hangs loose on the vinyl.
"Get over here and clean this dick off, boy."
I crawl over and start sucking your cock, hands on my thighs. Your shaft is covered in precum and lube. I lick it all off. You push me away by the forehead and slide a new condom out of its gold foil.
"Get up and fix daddy a drink."
I pour some of the Makers Mark you told me to buy into a cup of ice and hand it to you. You set it down on the table and move me towards you by the hips.
"Now sit down on that cock, boy. And look at your daddy while you do it."
I plant my bare feet on either side of your hairy legs. You take a long pull on the whiskey, watching me. I slowly ride your cock down the shaft. You're thick and long. You stare back at me while I impale myself on you. I moan.
"Open up."
I open my mouth and you slide the whiskey bottle neck in between my lips, pouring some down my throat. It spills over my chin. You look at my flushed chest.
"Your tits are looking good. I like a boy with sensitive skin. When I get done with you those nips are gonna be your new G-spot."
You've bottomed out inside me now and I breathe deep while you roll my nipples between your fingers. Then you start squeezing them and twisting hard. I gasp from the pain.
"Put your hands behind your head, boy. Let's go! Start riding."
I do and you grab my hips, thrusting in and out. My arms are sore but your dick feels good. My hard cock is bouncing up and down. You start slapping my ass while you fuck me rough. Then you go back to work on my nipples, pinching them and biting them while your dick pulses inside me.
"You crave cock, don't you, bitch? You're a little cumslut."
"Yes sir. I think about daddy dick all the time."
You pull out of me and your penis rolls up against mine. You grab the back of my neck with both hands and start tongue kissing me. You slide your mouth against my ear.
"Where do you want me to put this load, boy?"
"On my face, daddy."
"No, I think I'm going to send it down your whore throat. Stand up, hands behind that head."
You grab my dick with your left hand and slap my balls with your right. I groan in pain.
"Keep those elbows out and get down on your knees."
I do as I'm told and I look at your hard, twitching cock, inches from my face. You grab my hands behind my head and fuck me a few times deep down my throat.
"Take that bag off my daddy dick, boy."
I reach up and peel the condom off, letting it fall to the ground. You run your fingers through my sweaty hair.
"Now wrap those fat lips around my shaft and suck the cum out of my balls, bitch."
I open my mouth and you push deep into my throat. I gag a little and you hold me there, pulsing inside my mouth. Then you start slow fucking my face. Your full, hairy balls bounce off my chin.
"Fuck yeah!"
You explode deep down my throat and keep fucking. Then you pull back and leave a few spurts of cum on my tongue. You reach down and grab me under the armpits, dragging me up to my feet. I drape my arms over your shoulders and your tongue probes my mouth, sliding your own load off my tongue. You taste it, then push it back into my mouth.
"Hold that load in your mouth, boy." You steer me back over to the bed and leave me standing facing it while you pull your clothes back on. Then you're behind me again, roughly jacking my cock. You grab my throat with your free hand and whisper in my ear while you milk me.
"When you start to cum, you can swallow it."
I feel my load start to build.