Son For Daddy

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That's my boy. My pride and joy. Look at him. little lover boy

He called out of work and called his fag and told it to call out of work too. Then he went to the fag's place and made it massage sniff kiss and worship his stinking dirty socked feet all day long. He only let it up once to go to the door naked and pay for a pizza for his lunch. If he did this to the fag one more time it knew it'd be fired for excessive absences. But as a sock slave freak fag it couldn't help itself, it'd do whatever he told it to do anywhere anytime to be able to sniff his sweaty dirty socked feet. He was the fag's GOD.

I’ll be honest with you…you’re something else faggot. I ain’t showered in probably three days and one sniff of my balls has you on your knees moaning. You’re telling me you WANT to sniff em? Lick these sour nuts. That turns you on? Something ain’t right about that…even a dog wouldn’t lick a man’s balls without some peanut butter. But here you are begging for this rank nut sack. That smell is turning my stomach. Salty sour metallic and down right nasty… are you even listening to me? Yo! Fag! Nope. You’re hypnotized. Don’t even care that anyone can see you. Crawl over here you filthy animal. You’re gonna lick these rank balls until the sun sets. No cock. No ass. No feet… just the balls. That face better smell like my big ol’ nasty musky ballsack. Worship my manhood.

In the kitchen

He chuckled, "Yeah, we did."

“This how boys are supposed to be. Horny. Rubbing and licking on each other. No shame or pent up energy.” He said. I pumped once downward. I choked and failed. His dick was out of my mouth and I took one deep cold breath. With little effort he shoved his dick in to the hilt locking me in place. Drool started streaming from my mouth. My eyes had a constant stream of tears. “When I first saw you two, sure I was mad. My slave boy keeping secrets? Having sex and cumming without permission.” He said. He gave me a sharp slap on the ass on the word permission. His cock didn’t budge. I stated seeing small dots in my vision. Another quick breath before plunging in again. This time he grabbed my hair pulling me into his grown. I coughed around the intruder gagging me. “And while I did get mad, my dick was so hard. I watched you two. So eager so energetic. I loved spying. Eventually I saw something between you two something special. He pulled out resting his slimy cock on my face. “You had a connection. That’s when I decided to see if I had a connection with him too. It wasn’t hard. His sex drive matches ours. I started fucking him. Training him. Testing him. I made him taste your ass on my dick. He guessed right away. I like him. Do you?” He said rubbing his cock side to side over my face. “Yes. We…we have fun. It’s nice when you’re away at work.” I said kissing his dick in little pecks. “That’s sweet my boy. Open.” He said lining up. This time he very very slowing pushed down my throat. He felt so thick. I bet the width of my neck doubled. “I think it’s time, we grow our love. I think the three of us need to make it official. You two won’t be subs you’ll be my sons. I won’t be your master I’ll be your Daddy. A proud father who fucks his boys every day.” He caressed my face while he choked me on his dick. He let me up I coughed for a while and heaved a few times. Something about not pumping in and out and just keeping it down my throat made the stretching more intense. He squatted down hugging me close while I caught my breath. “What do you think? The three of us. Together and committed?” He asked. “I like him. I’m scared to share you. But I also want to share him with you. It would be hot.” He grinned. “He said similar. Tomorrow. Things change…but for tonight, say ahhhh” he stood up smiling ear to ear. He pushed in fast again and started to hump into my face. “Throat pumping my boy. That’s what I’m doing. Making love to his face.” He continued on talking and pumping. I never wanted it to end.

Love to see a man like this with his legs in the air 🥰

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Well there’s that face again. Like special needs frog with the stupidest hair cut possible. My favorite uggo. I gotta admit though you really commit, you don’t care what the fuck you look like you’re just so desperate to make my cock feel good. Woah there cock goblin. You don’t gotta go so fast. We don’t have to be back on the cruise ship for another two hou—oop! And there goes the up chuck! Jesus you just get right back to it huh? Don’t even care if you’re swallowing back down bits of your breakfast. You know you were the last person I thought I’d see here. But my cock did jump when I realized you being on board means I’d be getting sloppy head the whole trip. Maybe this time I’ll save your number. Looking at you is worth it for the throat job. Did uh—did you put on a few pounds since I last saw you? Getting kinda porky. Here go really deep again, I think you should get rid of a lil more of that breakfast buffet… thank me later.

Well there’s that face again. Like special needs frog with the stupidest hair cut possible. My favorite uggo. I gotta admit though you really commit, you don’t care what the fuck you look like you’re just so desperate to make my cock feel good. Woah there cock goblin. You don’t gotta go so fast. We don’t have to be back on the cruise ship for another two hou—oop! And there goes the up chuck! Jesus you just get right back to it huh? Don’t even care if you’re swallowing back down bits of your breakfast. You know you were the last person I thought I’d see here. But my cock did jump when I realized you being on board means I’d be getting sloppy head the whole trip. Maybe this time I’ll save your number. Looking at you is worth it for the throat job. Did uh—did you put on a few pounds since I last saw you? Getting kinda porky. Here go really deep again, I think you should get rid of a lil more of that breakfast buffet… thank me later.

He knows what he wants in life and he'll fucking get it, just like he's always done.

“Get in here baby. You’re the only one who loves on me.” He said. He didn’t look away from whatever flashy bombs and babes action movie he was watching. I dropped my bag and kicked off my cons. I coiled up next to him my head on his muscular shoulder. He smelled like whiskey, and sweat. As I zoned out watching the movie he started combing his fingers through my hair. “Sorry honey I’ve been drinking I know I stink.” He whispered. “I like the way you stink daddy. You know that.” I answered. Deep down I wanted to mash my face into his pit. Tell him every disgusting fantasy I had about him. I contented myself by taking deep inhales every time he moved around. “What would I do without you? Even the dog fucking hates me. You’re the only one who takes care of me, if it weren’t for you I’d have no intimacy in my life,” He said. He wrapped his arm around my neck and pushed his nose into my hair taking a deep sniff. After a few seconds he let out a deep moan. “God you smell so sweet. Like fresh cream…do you have any idea what that does to a man? I wanna eat you alive.” He said groaning. I giggled. If he liked my scent, I felt like I had permission to like his. I turned my face and pushed it deep into his pit. I can’t describe the sound I made, but getting such a deep hit of his potent scent gave me a head rush. I could feel my heart beat in my ears. “Wow, look at you…you really love your old man. I love you too baby. It makes me crazy.” He said. He grabbed my face looked deep in my eyes and kissed me. I couldn’t help it, I squealed with joy. Instinctually my hips humped into him while he kissed me. He pulled away and his expression was different. Something shifted, the room felt charged like the air right before a thunderstorm. He was out of his basketball shorts in a flash. His beautiful hard on tenting his briefs. He snatched my jeans off, in my undies I had also pitched a tent. He stopped looking me over in a way he never had. He looked hungry and desperate. Another kiss as he lowered his bottom half on to me. Groin on groin. “Wow,” I cooed. He pushed his tongue in my mouth. Tasting his spit mixed with whiskey made me moan, or maybe it was more of a growl. My whole body felt that kiss. I needed more. That’s when he started to grind his hips into me. Bulge rubbing bulge. Both our underwear were warm and damp with sweat. I started humping myself. I felt like I was on cloud nine. I didn’t know anything could feel so good. “This is called frotage baby, and only two men can do it like this. Cock on cock. God it feels so good.” He whispered breathy in my ear. I could barely think or speak. I just needed more. The room began to smell like both of us. He dragged his tongue up the side of my face. Again, I took it as permission. I licked his shoulder first, the salty sweat on his skin was my new favorite flavor. We both went faster and faster. All the while kissing and licking wherever we could. “Please-don’t-stop” were all the words I could string together. He lowered his full weight on to me. Tucking his chin into the bend where my neck met my shoulder. The weight of him made it hard to breath and yet I wished he’d never get up. We went on that way for a long time. The pressure was the best feeling in the world. “Oh-god-oh-god-oh-GOD” he grunted right before he let out a primal scream. As his body started to spasm I felt hot wetness soaking through my underwear. When I realized what was happening I shot. I shot with so much force it was almost painful. My vision whited out for a second. As I came down from the high we both slowed. He rolled onto his side pulling me with him. “Next time, we’ll do some things without underwear ok baby?” He said. I reached up and kissed him. I needed to taste his tongue again. “Yes please,” I whispered. “Don’t you dare feel ashamed boy. That was so beautiful” he said mussing my hair. We laid there snuggled together as explosions went off on the tv. Each of us with a sticky, loving mess down our underwear. What a perfect night.

“Ok Sir, one shrimp cocktail, one Belvedere on the rocks, and a bottled water.” I put the tray down and slid it close enough to him to get a hint of his scent. It was glorious. He was glorious. It’d been a summer of serving soft jawed, manicured, white collar men. Now this hairy bull was at the resort. I was going to worship the ground he walked on. He gave a grunt as recognition. “Did you want that charger to your room?” I asked. Trying to make the interaction last. Another grunt. I cleared his last drink and started to walk away. “Take your tip.” He said. I turned back confused. I looked him up and down (dear god). No wallet, no bag. “Uhm that’s ok Sir, I can’t tip myself on a room charge. It’s my pleasure really, you let me know if you need anything else, someone will grab me, ok?” I said. “Jesus you talk a lot. My pit. Sniff it. That’s your tip.” He said. I wanted to throw myself in the pool. “I—are you? This is a joke or a test or something right?” I said. “Take it or leave it.” He replied. Against all my better judgement I took a knee next to him. I could pretend I was tying my shoe. I leaned forward. It’s hard to describe where my mind went. Maybe the stone ages? Because instantly I felt a shift in my psyche. It was like I’d been a gatherer all my life and I was encountering my first hunter. I wish I could describe the musk of him, he didn’t smell dirty or sour. He smelled feral. Like he was somehow more man than anyone I’d known. His pheromones were potent. Waves of warmth spread throughout my whole body. All that I was experiencing amounted to nothing more than me quietly whispering “fuck”. He cracked a smile. “G’boy.” He said. “Thank you Sir” I said still feeling wobbly. I’d risked my career and it was totally worth it. “What time you done?” He asked. “11:30 Sir” I answered. “Come to my room. I want you.” He said. “It’s my pleasure. See you then.” I said. I wiped the sweat off my forehead and got up to walk away. “Sir…please don’t shower,” I whispered. His expression went from smug to serious. “Neither one of us is going to shower before tonight. Understood?” He answered. “But I’m working you i think you might not like the way—”, I started, “Do you understand?” He almost growled. “Yes Sir! Sorry I didn’t mean to, I just meant that,” I started to ramble. “You talk to much. I’m gonna keep that mouth busy tonight.” He said leaning back and closing his eyes. “Can’t wait,” I said.