Daddy

DADDY by Ant who can be contacted at ant-boy@hotmail.co.uk

[A graphic gay sexual scene containing bondage, watersports, S&M, group sex].

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If you are likely to be offended by this or under the age of consent then please go away or suffer the consequences. Otherwise - Hopefully Enjoy.

Chapter Nine

'You really mean your body is mine to do what I want with and I can get you to do what I want you to do with no limits?' Karl asked.

'Well, you may have to force me sometimes,' I replied smiling. 'I don't understand it and I'm not going soppy but that seems to be how I feel about you.'

'Can we go inside and get a drink while I think about this?' he asked.

I showed him where to leave his bike in the garage next to mine and led him round the back and into the kitchen. 'Coffee or something stronger?'

'Stronger I think, and coffee to keep me awake.'

'When do you have to leave, ' I asked him next.

'You mean I can stay?' I nodded. 'What, use you and fuck you again and again?'

Another nod from me. 'Well, I live above my shop so have to leave here Monday morning by eight. That OK?'

'How about just that drink and a quick shower and bed?' I asked, 'Then we can get up and have most of the day for you to enjoy yourself.'

So that's what we did, after all I'd been in use for nearly six hours and the body needed some rest even if I was sure it would fly again if he just touched me. Pouring a couple of large brandies I showed Karl down to my den in the cellar. There was a large bed there with a waterproof covering under the sheet and he could see in the shadows some of the equipment Daddy and I had experimented with in the past.

He wandered round looking while drinking, trying to work out what some of the more exotic items were for, and, it was obvious, getting worked up.

'Down boy,' I joked, 'Get daddy to explain later while I cook you a meal. We both need some sleep. Lets share a shower, be quicker that way.'

Karl agreed and removed his boots and socks, dropped his shorts and with no trace of embarrassment stepped into the shower with me. It was a quick shower, as the close contact and shower gel soon had the obvious effects on our bodies. I wanted to be as fresh as possible for him to enjoy when we woke so carefully put a stop to any play, stepping out and handing him a towel.

'You know one problem,' he said. 'This means my body will be all nice and clean when we wake. I'd get off on me all dirty and you start off nice and clean.' He paused, and then continued slyly, 'I could always piss over myself in the morning and make you clean me off.'

I looked up from where I was drying his legs; 'Please throw the pillows and quilt off toward the wall first, there's a waterproof cover on the bed under that sheet.'

The grin that obtained in response was positively evil. Oh roll on tomorrow, well later today. Sliding under the quilt I did wonder if we'd be too hot and Karl did also as he suggested we tried to sleep without covers and I shoved it over the end of the bed.

'Problem is,' he said, 'I've gone and got another massive rod on. Don't know what you've done to me boy.'

I just reached above the bed and squeezed a handful of Liquid Silk into my hand, then transferred it without a word to his admittedly hot and erect cock, then turned my back on him facing into the cellar. He took the hint and his weapon probed and slid smoothly inside my hole. Putting his arms round me he started to slowly use my hole to wank himself off. The last think I seem to remember was 'Oh God boy. I just don't know what you've done to me. I've never stuck it up an arse before'

I know I slept but have no idea how much of what I felt was dreaming and how much fact. I dreamt of fingers and hands roaming all over my body, tweaking my nipples slightly, fondling my cock and balls gently, fingers being stuck in my mouth to suck and all the time cocks working themselves in and out of my arse, cock after cock. All the time warm sweet breath on my neck, a tongue licking at my and nibbling my ear lobes and a voice softly 'Oh Christ. Oh fuck. Oh yes.'

Wake up call was a hand shaking my shoulder and Daddy, 'You two look well connected there. Its half past ten so I've brought you some coffee. I'll be upstairs with the papers if you want me for anything.'

'Did you have a good time last night?' I asked.

'Hell yes. You were fantastic and the man I went home with was pretty god also. Not as good as you boy, but it looks as if I'll have to get used to second best,' pointing over at Karl.

'But he's straight,' I moaned.

Daddy just winked and disappeared.

'What's that I heard about coffee?' Karl's voice came over my shoulder. I didn't even have to see him, I would have known that voice anywhere now. Just hearing it sent a warm glow through my body it was just I felt afraid it might not last. 'Move carefully,' he continued, we're still connected.' So we were, he was still firmly plugged up inside me even if no longer a solid rod.

'Did you get off earlier?' I asked, 'Sorry but I was so tired.'

'That's OK. I went off soon after you anyway but you better never do that to me again boy,' and his hands still wrapped round me found my nipples and pinched them with his nails.'

They were still tender and I yelped out loud. He quickly left off and smoothed his fingers over the sore flesh. 'Sorry. Did I hurt you boy?'

'That's what I'm here for, remember Sir. I grinned, forgetting he could see my face in the mirrored wall, 'But please let this body have time to get up and apply some cream to tender areas.'

'Don't you grin at me,' looking up I saw his face reflecting as he lay across my shoulder, also with that grin of his stretching from side to side of that sun bronzed face. 'You can get your cream later, but first I want that coffee I can smell and then I'm going to get my rocks off. Or rather, you are going to get them off for me'

Karl pulled out of my arse with a plop and turned to lie on his back directing me to sit astride his lower stomach, his erect cock pressing against my spine. 'That's a morning piss hard you can feel there. Don't see why I should get up if what you said last night still goes. Lets just let bit relax a bit and see what happens.'

Those words were all, it needed to remind me I also had an over full bladder and I informed him of that fact even as I continued to drink the coffee. 'That's OK. You piss on me and I'll have to punish you wont I?' There was that sexy evil grin again. 'And of course you promised to lick up any piss on my body, didn't state whose piss it would be.'

'I'd love to have someone use a strap on you now or shove a cock in your mouth. I've decided your arse is mine and no body else gets in there but me but I sure would like to see other cocks fuck your mouth or whop your back for me.'

'I can call Daddy down if you like. He'll strap you for me.'

'No. I don't think so,' Karl replied, 'That would be too odd. He can tell me how to use that stuff over there later and keep an eye on things if you want but I don't fancy the idea of him actually getting off on you any more. Do you mind?'

Mind! He was talking as if he was going to see me again. I wouldn't have minded anything just then and knew Daddy would be easier at my finally discovering someone to use me, as I required.

'Do you mean this isn't the end?' I asked grinning openly and finding my bladder let loose at the same time the stream jetting up to hit me under the chin and as I tried to control it, weakening and splashing over Karl from his chest up and over his face.

He grabbed hold of the heavy chain necklace I'd not removed last night and pulled my face down toward his. 'Now you've done it boy,' his other hand stretched down to my cock and pinched it across the top, blocking the flow. 'That hurt?' I nodded. 'Good. Boys who piss on their betters are due a lot of punishment aren't they? More than can be applied in one day so I'll have to come back wont I? Now clean me?'

As I carefully leant forward, clasping my hands behind his wet head to bring it closer to mine he let go himself with a solid stream of boiling piss I was sure I almost hit the ceiling before spraying back down to shower both of us with his flow. As I first licked his forehead then moved down his cheeks to lap the running piss of his face he squeezed my cock harder, 'Don't forget. No kissing. I may have a gay boy to play with but that don't make me gay.' He released my cock and it took off again. We were flooded, the bed was flooded, luckily it had been designed to sag in the middle and I noticed he'd remembered to shove the pillows on the floor.

We both finished pissing at around the same time and he allowed me to sit back slightly then to my utter surprise used his hands to rub our piss all over his body, face and hair, then did the same to me finishing by shoving his fingers in my mouth to suck clean, repeating the movements several times. 'Told you there'd be a dirty body for you to clean in the morning,' he grinned again, 'now get on your back 'cause I'm going to fuck your arse as you were in such a hurry for me to do last night and I want you to see me do it, and tell me if I do it wrong'

Hell. I had pushed too hard last night, it just never occurred to me at the time he may never have poked a male hole. Now for it then. We exchanged positions and as I lay back on the soaking sheet I brought my legs back and folded them on my chest. 'That don't look very comfortable,' he said.

'There are other ways but this will do for now if you really want to fuck me. You don't have to you know.'

'There's no way you get out of it like that. I told you, your arse is mine now, I might let someone else beat it,' and he slapped me hard, several times across each cheek to show what he meant, 'But mine is going to be the only cock to fill it. Right boy?' Another couple of slaps, really love slaps compared to what he could do if he set his mind to it, 'Now then. How do we go about it?'

It was strange, directing him to lodge my legs on his shoulders and aim his cock at the rosebud of my hole. 'Now you're ready to rape me,' I said, 'Even so take if slow and careful as you push in, it will probably hurt me at first.'

'Rape you? Is that what I'm going to do? I didn't think this was supposed to hurt,' and he made to pull away.

It took a little while to convey the more clinical aspects of process to him, then I continued, 'Apart from all that there is the fact you are rather well endowed Sir.' Well he was, especially when seen in its present condition. It was one thing to have got my mouth round it with a little space to spare but my mouth opened without a problem somewhat more than my hole would without being forced. Then there was I could now see at least eight, maybe nine inches of the bloody thing.

'I'll leave it then, ' he said.

'Don't be so bloody stupid,' came my reply, and you can punish me for swearing at you that later. 'One, I'm sure you are aware I've been fucked before. Two, you're supposed to be in charge and I thought you wanted to hurt me, within reason,' I finished that one with a grin. And Three, other people have fucked my arse; you've been fucking with my mind ever since I first heard your voice last night. You'll have to do a damn sight more than just fuck this gay boys arse if you intend to control him.'

There was no answer, just a quizzical look on his face while he applied a shot of the Liquid Silk I'd passed him and then, looking down, pushed the helmet of his cock at my hole. After all our conversation he was still hard and rampant. Reaching up and grabbing my shins where they lay over his shoulders all that happened for a while was the feeling of that cock pushing at me without any attempt to force an entrance. I don't think he knew at that time how much that was torturing me after a while.

'Don't keep jabbing like that man, push the bugger through, it wont kill me.'

'It's not that,' he came back, 'I like to see the way your little bud dimples and quivers when I prod it and when I think this here is going to fit in there, like this,' and he did force an entry. Even though my arse had been royally fucked last night and his cock had spent the rest of the night stuck up there I still had to gasp as he broke an entrance. I didn't actually get cornholed very often and tightened back up very quickly.

'OK?' he grinned down at me. That bloody grin.

'Just take it slow.'

Slow he was but unremitting as inch after inch of his weapon was forced through my arse lips and down into my gut. Somehow he noticed when my grimace of discomfort changed to real pain, or maybe he felt the bone, anyway he just moved his hands down to pull my body up and closer slightly changing the angle to allow, finally, full penetration. His balls knocked against my lower arse and his groin mashed up against my own.

'Holy shit! I never thought the day would come my cock would be stuck up some boys arse. Never in a month of Sundays'

I knew it was cheeky but the opening was irresistible, 'Its Sunday right now. What are you going to do about it?'

'Later I'll thrash you, but right now, this.'

This was the signal for his first attack on my hole, and it was an attack. There was no finesse now, no wondering how I felt, was I Ok. Not any longer, this was pure unadulterated hunger to get off, with no consideration for the receptacle of that hunger. Right form the start he was pulling almost out and forcing back in, hard and deep as possible. My initial moments of clenched teeth and furrowed brow soon changed to whimpers, then moans as he violated me. I'd told him to rape me, and he was. He was animal and I was conquest and he conquered me.

His hands held my hips so tightly I knew there would be bruising but I could look up at his sweating chest, his unseeing eyes, his clenched teeth and see he had no idea, he'd forced his way in and now he was staking his claim, as I'd told him to. His whole body seemed to glow; the hairs on his bronzed skin were all as erect as his cock, every contour of his body seemed in fuller relief than before when he threw his head back and yelled 'Yes! Yes!' and shot his seed up deeply in side me, no little spurts but shot after shot after shot, each one I felt collide with the walls of my bowel. He'd done it; whatever happened in the future he'd done it. He'd claimed me and I was his to just use, as he wanted. Not just now, not for occasional nights here or in the woods, no. Every day and every night I wanted, needed, to know I'd been claimed.

As we both slowly calmed down and Karl withdrew sitting back between my legs he wiped a hand across his piss and sweat soaked face and went to find somewhere to shake off the residue when I caught his hand, pulling it too my lips and lovingly licked it clean. Then pulling my legs back carefully knelt up myself and lowered my head to his chest, licking his nipples, the runnels down between his pecs and finally bent down to his cock.