10. Danny
“Hi,” I said, my throat suddenly dry as a parchment.
“Hi,” he replied, as if stunned.
After not speaking to each other for so long, I should’ve probably had some speech prepared, or maybe started with something like, ‘Hi, Jeff, how have you been? What’s new?’ It didn’t happen. Instead, my eyes traveled across his handsome bearded face, over the hairy chest, partially exposed thanks to the robe he was wearing, finally centering on his crotch. There, right below the loosely tied belt, a big juicy bulge kept on growing the more I stared at it. And soon, a fat cockhead emerged through the fold of his bathrobe.
“Jeff.” It was the only word I could utter. The only sound I recognized, as I fell to my knees before him, right there on his doorstep, opened up his robe, and swallowed his cock. My hand closed around his massive balls, the other one sneaking up his torso, caressing the silver fur. It was like someone had injected life back into my body, every cell filling with cosmic energy, electrifying me back into a state of hyper-alertness. And while his hard cock slid down my throat, the world became vibrant again and fell into its place.
“Danny!” he moaned my name like it was an answer to a secret prayer. Grabbing my head, he pulled me onto his massive dong until it was lodged so far down my neck that it seemed about to touch my heart. His hips started thrusting, as he began fucking my face in earnest. But the next moment, he was pushing me away. “No, not here! Get inside.”
He pulled me up roughly, literally throwing me inside his house and slamming the door behind us. Then he started tearing the clothes off of me, my jacket and hoodie thrown on the floor right next to his discarded bathrobe. Drinking up his naked body with my hungry eyes, I barely managed to peel off my shoes when he grabbed me in his arms and half-dragged, half-carried me upstairs to his bedroom. My sweatpants disappeared somewhere along the stairway, and by the time we reached his bed, we were both naked except for our socks.
He threw me over the mattress on my stomach, burying his face in my ass, growling like a wild beast as he started rimming my hole, his beard tickling me while I chanted like a monk in ecstasy: “Oh God, oh God, oh God…” I was soon completely wet from his lapping tongue and the precum that started leaking from my cock. “Fuck me, Jeff, please, I can’t hold on anymore!”
Almost howling with need, my bearish daddy flipped me over on my back, settling between my legs. I loved his strength and how easily he could manhandle me. His monster cock jutted out from his beefy body, thick and throbbing, already slathered with lube. He must’ve done it while he was eating my ass, wasting no time to get inside me as fast as humanly possible. His eyes dark with hunger, he aimed it at my hole. But just as he was about to push it inside, he jolted, looking at me in alarm. “I have no condoms! Danny, I don’t think I can stop myself now…”
“Don’t stop, Jeff, please,” I begged him, turned on beyond reason. “Don’t worry, I’m clean, I got tested three weeks ago, and I haven’t been with anyone since. Just keep going and breed me raw! Please!”
Perhaps my words reassured him, or he would’ve done it regardless of what I said, seeing he was as turned on as I was. Nothing else mattered when I felt his cockhead breaching me, his shaft entering my body, and all I could do was moan, “Oh, God, yes,” over and over again. My asshole clenched around his cock, recognizing it not as an intruder but as a familiar source of pleasure that was sorely missed, squeezing it in welcome, and he finally started to fuck me hard and fast as a demon from Hell.
“Yes, Daddy!” I cried out. “Breed me! Fill my hole with your cum!”
This seemed to spur him to go even harder, even rougher than before, pounding me with the force of a hurricane. And during all that, he never closed his eyes. He kept looking at me, his eyes boring into mine, lust mixed with tenderness in them. Then, catching me completely by surprise, he crashed his lips with mine, tongue slipping inside. He kissed me like he wanted to devour me. It was deep and wet and sloppy, our first kiss, stretching into eternity. It left me breathless.
I came, spilling my cum between us, all over both of our stomachs and chests. Feeling the warm wetness on his skin and the rhythmic spasms of my hole, he came too, deep inside my gut, flooding me with his seed as I always wanted him to. And all the while, his lips never left mine.
Somewhere in the distance, I was aware of the sound of a door being opened.
“Dad, what’s with all the noi—” I recognized Matt’s annoyed voice even though I couldn’t see his (surely shocked) face from my current position under Jeff’s big body. But right now, I was so high on pleasure that I didn’t even care he could see me spread out and stuffed full of his father’s cock. Again.
“God dammit, Matthew, will you ever learn to knock?” Jeff yelled, turning his head to look at his older son over his shoulder, but otherwise not moving from his position on top of me. “Get the hell out, now !”
“Okay, this one’s on me,” Matt chuckled, sounding amused, not angry. “Hell, if this is your idea of Christmas, I gotta be here for New Year’s!” As he shut the door behind him, we could hear him shout to his brother: “Ty, they’re at it again! Don’t even try going in there!”
That was simply too much and the laughter burst out of me like an explosion. Jeff looked at me like I had gone insane, then joined in, laughing as frantically as myself. The bed shook under us, the vibrations making our bodies rub and move, still joined, slick with sweat and cum. The friction made his cock start to harden again inside me and I wiggled under him in encouragement. “You have to install a lock on that door ASAP,” I said as our laughter subsided into giggles.
“Mmm. Some curtains, too,” he mumbled, nibbling at my neck. “Your dad also caught an eyeful, apparently.”
“ What? ” I almost leaped in the air, but Jeff’s body kept me secured in place. “Oh my God! Oh my God! ”
“Relax,” he said, continuing to plant small kisses all along my neck and face. “He was okay with it. Mostly. But it would be best if we sat with your parents soon and had a serious talk. Especially if we plan on… you know… being together.”
I was left speechless for some time after that. I knew what I’d heard, but I still couldn’t quite believe it. He made a small motion with his hips, reminding me that he was still buried in my ass, which finally brought me out of my trance. “You mean,” I began, but my voice broke. “You mean, you want us to be together for real? Like… like a couple?”
“I mean, only if you want to,” he said, sounding a little insecure. I was making him insecure? “I know I’m old enough to be your father, and you’ll probably meet some hot dude your own age someday and get over me—”
I grabbed his face in my hands and kissed him deep and long. I still couldn’t get used to how easily he surrendered his lips to me, sucking on my tongue as eagerly as I always sucked his cock. It was almost surreal. “Never gonna happen,” I said after the kiss left us both panting for breath. “I had a crush on you ever since I was in elementary school. Besides, I always preferred mature, elderly men.”
“Hey! Who are you calling ‘elderly,’ young man? Do I need to spank you to teach you a lesson?” Since he couldn’t carry out his threat in our current position, he just rolled his hips, his fully hard cock swirling inside my cum-filled tunnel, hitting my prostate in the process and making my eyes roll back into my head. Since I could only gasp, he smiled wickedly and added, “I’ll take that as a yes .”
I was hard as a rock again, too. The thought of him spanking my ass almost pushed me over the edge, and I grabbed his firm round buttocks and pulled him even more into me. His cock slid over my gland and hit the second hole, making me whimper like a total slut, which I was for him anyway. I loved the slick, creamy sensation of his cum stuffing my ass; it served as a lube for the second round. “So what now?” I asked after I regained the power of speech again. “Should we go dress ourselves and have that talk with our families? Before you change your mind.”
“Fat chance of that happening,” he said, planting a small kiss on my lips after each word. “I was a fool to let you go once. I won’t make that mistake again.” He pulled back just enough so he could stare into my eyes. “I wouldn’t do this if I wasn’t serious about you, Daniel. You are the best thing that happened to me in a long, long time. I think we could have a future together.”
Hearing him say that made me happier than I ever thought a man could be, and I had to bite my lip to stop myself from crying. Images of our life together flew before my eyes: me finishing one more semester at Princeton, then coming back here for good; moving in with Jeff; starting an internship at his firm and working hard until one day we become partners, in business as in life… The world was full of wonderful possibilities.
“Besides, what about this?” he asked, moving his hips in a languid rhythm and slowly sliding his cock in and out of my ass. My wet hole made little slurping noises with each of his movements, drenched with his cum.
“We’ll have all the time in the world for that,” I said, teasing. Like I could honestly ever deny him my ass. Like I even wanted to.
“True. But I was thinking about staying in the present and all that. You don’t want me to go in front of your parents in this state,” and he thrust his hips to emphasize his point, shoving his cock so deep into me. “Do you?”
“N-not a chance,” I managed to stutter, wrapping my legs around his waist. “That thing is mine and mine only.”
He chuckled and kissed me again, starting to pound me with increasing urgency. Soon, he was pistoning in and out of me with a force that shook the bed, making it slam against the wall while his balls slapped against my ass, eliciting muffled noises from the other side that sounded a lot like cheering. As his cock inside me redefined the meaning of pleasure, I almost started laughing again, giddy with delight, thinking about how things turned out. It seemed I had gotten my Christmas miracle, after all. And it was everything I ever dreamed of—and more.
The End