The Many Misadventures

Flynn held Dallas's hips down firmly as he grinded down, feeling his prostrate being forcibly pushed on. "O-Oh fuck Dallas. Oh my god." He spun on the boys cock, facing him. "Fuck!" He rolled his hips in a circle. "D-Dallas-fuck-Dallas, fuck me against the wall. Rip me open baby, please."

Dallas huffed out, trying to control his moans when Flynn spun himself around on his cock and started grinding down on him. "I'm gonna fucking split you in two, sweetheart." He promised, exasperated, as he reached up and grabbed Flynn in his arms. He carried the other off the bed, still pumping him full of his dick as he did, before finally turning him around and withdrawing his long tool from his ass slowly, popping it out then leading Flynn against the wall hurriedly. Once he had the younger boy pinned with one arm, his took his dick and led it back against his entrance with the other hand.

He smiled up at him and sighed, “I hope it stops so we can go in the Jacuzzi.”

"It will, it will." He assured him, hands running down his step son's body and adjusting him over himself. "And if not we'll just go out and kiss under the rain all day."

Liam had never truly realized how large Dallas’s cock was until it was being forced into his tight hole. He had to keep biting and nibbling at the older man’s neck as he was filled, just to make this all easier on himself- having that large of a cock pushed into his tight hole wasn’t exactly easy. He knew it would be rewarding, however. “Y-Yeah?” He breathed out against the other’s neck, his eyes falling shut. The younger pressed a kiss to the other’s now-marked neck. Each time he thought the other was done pushing in, he just kept going, deeper and deeper. He kept waiting for the man’s balls to press up against his ass but it just wasn’t happening. He had to admit that the feeling of being so full was pretty amazing, though. His own cock twitched slightly, dripping some precum onto the other’s chest. “K-Keep talking to me, please.” He whimpered out of pleasure, letting himself adjust to the feeling of having a cock stretching him out. 

Dallas knew this probably wasn't very easy on Liam. And his suspicions were proved by the way the other was clinging to him and biting on to Dallas' skin. Which only made the older man exhale hard in pleasure, burying himself deeper inside of Liam. His cock almost seemed endless during moments like these, pushing himself unnaturally far into the other boy's ass, into places he knew nothing was ever meant to go. Liam felt so amazing around his cock, it was hard for him to focus on his surroundings, only trying to impale him further. Soon though, Dallas had managed to root himself balls deep into the other boy, his balls smacking up against the boy's thoroughly hollowed out ass. "I'm finally in baby." He said, between pants. "All the way. You're doing great. I can feel myself all the way up inside your gut. Does it hurt?"

Flynn screamed out for every thrust. It felt so good. He's never taken such a big dick before. "F-Fuck yes Dallas!" He bounced harder and faster.

Dallas could tell Flynn had never taken anyone close to his size before, judging by the way he had to stretch him out. The loud sound of flesh smacking together as Dallas' massive balls also beat against Flynn's ass with every thrust filled the room completely. He moaned hard, feeling his dick enter deeper into Flynn's body, rubbing out the boy's prostate again and again.

Flynn screamed in pain and pleasure. He gripped onto Dallas's thighs and screamed again. "Fuck me just like this baby, don't stop!" He bounced hard on his cock. "I fucking love it Dallas! Fuck yes!"

Dallas wasn't planning on stopping for even an instant. Flynn played the role of the rodeo cowboy and he played the role of the mad bull. He bucked his hips up higher and harder with each thrust as Flynn kept bouncing on his dick, moving quicker for those sweet feelings they were giving each other. "That's right baby, ride that cock like you really want it. Fuck you feel so good."

"Very few of the guys I interview are 6'6 and really sexually aggressive," Dan groaned out, hips bucking a little at the feel of Dallas' tongue.

Dallas wrapped an arm around Dan's waist, holding him up as his tongue wrestled and slid it's way deeper into his eager hole. His other hand slid down and grasped his thick meat. Dallas jacked himself off, getting harder by the second as he ate the other man out. He tried to say something, but it was indistinguishable.

Liam was hoping that, since he was tight down there, it would only make this experience all the more enjoyable for Dallas. He wasn’t bothered about the older man having to push into him because of how tight it was, because he was just glad that it was Dallas who would get to stretch him open like that. Having a large, warm cock enter him felt great anyway. “Y-Yeah.” He breathed out, his lips moving back to the other’s neck, biting at the skin gently as he felt himself being forced down on the older one’s cock. He was quite glad that the other wasn’t taking his time- instead literally forcing him down- because he wasn’t wanting to wait. “F-Fuck.” He grunted quietly against the man’s neck. “H-How’s it feel for you?” He asked, feeling his hole being stretched as he spoke.

Dallas' lips parted slightly, eyes closed tight as Liam began working his kisses and nibbles over his neck. The feeling of the other boy opening up around him and hastily enveloping his dick was something that couldn't be described. Dallas loved all the sensation Liam was bringing him. The tightness of his hole made it a bit more difficult, but so much more rewarding once he felt the boy's ass give way, letting the head of his cock slide into him...followed by the first few inches of his thick shaft. Dallas leaned in against the boy's shoulder, kissing him and speaking back against his skin. "It feels fucking amazing. You're....you're so tight..." As he spoke, Dallas only shoved the other boy down further, greedy for more. He fed his dick into him further and further until he felt like Liam could probably take no more.

Flynn rolled his hips faster and panted, his hands holding Dallas's thighs. "Fuck me harder! God damn baby, fucking harder!" He threw his head back and moaned loudly, one of his hands moving over to pump himself.

Dallas grabbed on to the headboard of the bed for support, using the full strength of his core to jack Flynn up harder into the air using only the force of his hips. His dick tore it's way further into him, pounding and pulverizing it's way deeper if that was somehow possible. "Do you like it when I fuck you like this baby? Like it when my cock splits you wide open?"

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Justin groaned and let the boy fuck his mouth if he wanted to. He continued to bob his head some, in complete bliss. He loved giving blow jobs they were his favorite…aside from being fucked over a counter top. He started moving his bum along with Dallas’ fingers, making him go deeper than he was minutes ago. He moaned again.

Dallas roughly shoved in another finger, then another. He kept face fucking the boy in front of him with no concern over the fact that he may have been choking or not. He could barley believe how amazing it felt. The warmth of Justin's mouth felt like home to his cock. "Love the way you work that ass." He teased a little, with a small smirk. "How about we replace my fingers with something else?"

Mark rested his head on top of Dallas’ for a moment before kising the top of it. Even though he would enjoy doing something like this all the time, Mark was satisfied with where he stood in his relationship with Dallas. He giggled at the kiss on his neck and the kind words. “Alright, alright.” Smiling he pulled away from the boy and giggled again. “We can go whenever you can get off work, okay? I can pack all of our stuff and make sure we have things to do while we’re there.”

Dallas realized how important Mark was in his life. In fact, now that he thought of it, without Mark his life would have been empty. Blank and uninteresting, purposeless. If he knew what was good for him, he would start giving his lover the priority he deserved. "Screw work." He said, biting his lips and sweeping Mark off the counter in his arms, kissing his body and looking up into his eyes, his head resting innocently on his chest. "Let's go now. I need to get you out of this house and start playing with you outside more often." He teased, with a little laugh against the boy's body.

getting coffee

"Nope, not at all." Mason replied, few of the people surrounding the two had giggled and laughed at the comedic moment. Mason took no notice, though it was incredibly funny to have somebody sleep against him in public, even if it was just for a few seconds. "Sleep is very comforting." Mason finished, and the woman behind him, who was two whole feet smaller, nodded. "Preach!" She said, raising her hand for a high-five. Mason, having had troubles with the human interaction, raised his hand too, which was larger than her face, and she slapped it with her own. Confused, and both interested on what this hand-slapping was, he returned and looked back down to his book, finishing off five pages before it was his turn to make his order. When he had gotten there though, the man he had allowed to take his position had turned to him. "Umm.." Mason, bewildered, looked quick at the board behind the barista. "..a Passion Tea Lemonade, why?" An eyebrow cocked into his forehead behind his glasses — which he had only worn to suit the role he was trying out — he actually didn’t need the glasses, and they didn’t do anything to perfect or worsen his vision. It was a prop.

Dallas noticed the little exchange between the man behind him and the other random customer in line. He laughed a little to himself and was about to say something, but opted not to, seeing the other return to his book. He was starting to wonder about the stranger behind him. The man had caught his eye since the moment he walked in through the door, for numerous reasons.He immediately made up his mind his mind that he wanted to get closer to this man. And he would find some way to do it. After he had ordered his own drink, Dallas looked over his shoulder as the bespectacled fellow, then up at the board. "Alright. Then I'll have one of those too." The cashier rang up the purchase and handed him the lemonade. Dallas turned with both cups in hand and offered his new acquaintance his drink. "Consider it compensation for that unseemly little situation back there. And also as a chance for me to flirt with you." He added the last part as a playful whisper. Dallas raised a brow, a usual shameless little grin on his face.

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[Dallas] Ok no you need to stop I dont think the bulge in my pants could possibly get any bigger

"Fuck yes, I am," he said with a groan, but it sounded more childish than sexy when he said it out loud. "Wow, fifty," he said with a smile. "That’s not fair though. I was only fifteen last time you saw me." He smiled. "Oh, maybe about five people? But most of that was years ago."

Dallas laughed softly hearing Carson's excited affirmation. Some things never changed. And though Carson was physically bigger and older now, he was still the same Carson Dallas remembered. He brought Carson in closer by tugging back at his dick, wrapping his other arm around his body in an embrace as he kept the other against his chest. "Don't worry. You'll get there, I don't doubt it." With a grin, the older man slowly reached down, his massive palm feeling both of his nephew's supple asscheeks tenderly. "Five? Wow.You really are a little stud. How much did they like it?" Dallas asked, with a little laugh as all five of his fingers felt Carson from behind.

"Fuck, Tex," he sighed. "My ass feels so warm right now." He giggled a little bit. "And squishy." He squirmed around on the man’s thick cock, smiling at him. "How are we gonna clean that up, anyway?"

Dallas kept his hold over Riley's hips, laughing a little and moving him around a bit too over his dick, feeling his cum leaking from deep inside the boy. "No fucking idea." He laughed, seeming a little tired. "I feel like if I pull it out of you know it'll all come pouring out. Why don't we just stay here?" He laughed again.

"Because he’s sedated. He was extremely upset, we gave him a sedative to help him rest." The doctor supplied the lie easily. Percy’s fingers started twitching and trying to flex, but even that was difficult for him because of how heavily sedated he was. "We’re not going anywhere together, you’re leaving. Percy admitted himself to the hospital, he agrees he has a problem. You’re the only one not in agreement to helping him."

The doctor was starting to eat up Dallas' patience. Fast. He kept a dead stare on him, hands tightening into fists. "I'm the only one here actually trying to help him!" At that point the man snapped, springing up and grabbing hold of the doctor by the neck, his massive mitt wrapped almost all the way around him as he picked the other man up off the ground. "This will be your last chance to talk." Dallas was probably crazier than half the people in this asylum.

Jamie smiled against the elder’s lips, wrapping his arms tightly around Dallas’ waist as he pulled their bodies tighter together, “I love you so much, bubba” he laughed, nuzzling into his chest before holding his hand tightly. The boy made Jamie feel special which was something barely anyone had ever done before other than Chris of course, and the young male didn’t want to lose him ever. As they walked, the elder twin, Chris, made sure to keep his way back, a small smile on his face as he watched his brother with the only man he trusted to look after him.

Dallas held his hands, laughing contently as he pulled back on them and kissed the boy's head resting on his chest. "I love you too baby. To the moon and back." He said in a hushed tone, with another small kiss as he led Jaime off, snuggling him close as they walked. Dallas looked over his shoulder to make sure Chris was following. He smiled upon catching glimpse of his face. The twins were by now the closest thing he had to family, and he would have rather laid his life down than lose them. When they had their tickets, Dallas urged the two to go on ahead of him and find some seats. He would show up in the theater after them moments later, loaded down with candy and popcorn and other treats which seemed just a little excessive if it was just going to be the three of them.

He looked up at him and whined, “Stop tickling me.” He giggled and squirmed around and clung to the other wrapping his arms around his shoulders and his legs around his waist.

Dallas grabbed him back, laughing and rolling around a little. Once the two finally settled down, Dallas laid there, playing with his step son's hair. "I think it might be raining outside." He noted, lazily.