Married Cub, Part 2
It had been a couple of months since I first met Rick & E at their pool party over the summer. During those months E and I met up a few more times so that I could make use of his mouth and ass. I was able to make it over once during the day, when it was just the two of us, fucking him in his marital bed once more, though with less of a time limit. Another evening, I brought over a friend and Rick watched as the two of us took turns using E’s ass.
Overall it was a lot of fun, but I was still feeling like I hadn’t really been able to show him exactly how capable I am in the bedroom. I needed to get him over to my place the next time. Want that home-field advantage. So, once we figured out a good night for the both of us, Rick sent E right over to service his daddy.
There was no need for introductions or pleasantries when he arrived. I let him in the door and led him straight up to my room. I sat down on the bed and looked over at him.
“Strip,” I told him, eyeing him hungrily.
“Yes sir,” was his response as he immediately began removing his clothing, until he was standing before me in only a pair of jock briefs. I let the silence hang in the air as I leered at him.
“Let’s take care of that punishment first boy. Over my lap,” I ordered with a pat to my lap.
You see, E and I had sort-of been playing a game together. The rules were that each day, he was to send me a picture of his ass in a jockstrap. I would not request or remind him, and for every day he missed, I would add 5 spanks to a tally to be “cashed in” the next time we got together. Over the last two weeks, E had missed 4 days, meaning I owed his deliciously fuzzy ass 20 spanks.
E looked at me a little nervously and subconsciously rubbed his ass for a moment. “Yes, daddy,” he responded before climbing onto the bed and over my lap.
If you haven’t seen it, E has an adorable fuzzy bubble of a butt. I love giving it a sharp smack when I’m pounding into him. E squirmed in my lap as I grabbed a thick handful of fuzzy cheek and squeezed. Then…
*smack* I gave no warning before the first strike, taking advantage of his inability to look behind him. He gasped in response but made no attempt to move from his position.
“Good boy,” I said in a low voice as I soothed his reddening cheek with my hands.
*smack* Another gasp. I pepper his ass quickly with the next 4 smacks, alternating cheeks and giving him a moment between each to recover. I’m not striking him hard, but he is certainly going to be feeling them tomorrow.
*smack smack* I change my tactics next; this time applying 2 spanks to each cheek rather than alternating. E actually let’s out a little scream the first time, the second sudden sting catching him off guard. I continue until I’ve spanked each side of his ass 14 times.
I take a moment to check on E. His breathing has gotten a little heavier, but that’s to be expected. This is his first “real” spanking. He’s actually doing amazingly well. I’ll make sure to show him that later.
But first, 6 more to go.
*smack smack* I’ve gone back to alternating, landing two in rapid succession.
*smack* And then I land a third right in the center of his ass, catching both with one hand, and eliciting a yelp from E.
“Only 3 more, boy. Let’s just get this over with, eh?” I ask, not expecting an answer.
*smack* *smack* *smack* Slowly and steadily, I finish my boy’s punishment, his whines and squirms getting worse with each strike.
I give E a moment to catch his breath before moving him off my lap and closer to me.
“You took that very well, boy,” I told him as I stroked his back.
“Th-thank you, daddy,” he responded shakily.
I held him a few more minutes until I felt he had calmed down enough. Aftercare is important you guys, don’t forget that.
Once E is good I move to prepare the next event of the evening. Standing from the bed, I have E stand up as well. Then I pull out the bondage straps from under my mattress (Thank you, Fort Troff!) and grab the large foam wedge from my closet. I put the wedge on the center of the bed and then have E lie on his stomach over it, exposing his ass to the air. I attach cuffs to his wrists and ankles and then attach those to the straps at the corners and sides of the bed. His legs are spread but his wrists are attached together and over his head. The chain there is loose enough that he can touch his face but not much else.
I take a moment to admire the sight before me (you can too, it’s on my blog somewhere). Then I climb onto the bed behind E and grab his ass with both my hands, squeezing and kneading it gently. I leaned over him, draping myself across his back, and whisper in his ear and I press something into his confined hands.
“Those are poppers, boy. Now, I’m gonna spend the next 20 minutes eating you out. All you need to do his lay here and get nice and poppered up while I do that,” I practically growled into his ear.
I knelt back up and moved backwards, my own bottle of poppers in hand. I unscrewed the cap with one hand while teasing his ass with the other. I took a hit and heard E doing the same, and as the head rush came over me, I knelt down and shoved my face into his ass.
I’m just going to keep saying it: I fucking love rimming. I use my tongue to wipe big swaths across his hole, digging it in as far as I can go. I hear a muffled moan coming from E, which drives me to tongue fuck him even deeper. I have both of his ass cheeks in my hands, and I am squeezing and spanking it with every tongue stroke.
I spread him wide and look at the wet, furry hole on display. I take another hit off my poppers and get right back to work, practically making love to his ass with my tongue. I thrust fast and deep, and then just teasingly swipe it over his rim. I pull back and blow some air on it before I try and see if I can reach his tonsils with my tongue. All the while E is moaning and squirming above me, trying to push his ass back further than his bonds will allow.
A man of my word, I keep this up for the next 20 minutes. E isn’t even coherent by the time I’m done with him, the combination of the poppers and my oral ministrations making his mind fly. I give a few last teasing licks before extracting myself from the boy briefly. I kneel up behind the boy, my cock now pointing at the same place my mouth just was.
“You ready for this dick, boy?” I ask, tapping my cock against his ass to punctuate.
With a moan, E throws himself backwards, “Yessssss, daddy, please.”
Well, no need to make the boy wait! I push my cock into his warm and wet ass easily, watching it disappear to the base inside of him. Nice and tight, just like always.
After a few moments of enjoying the tightness wrapped around my cock, I pull back then thrust back in, the first of many for the evening. With each thrust E moaned, his occasional speechlessness peppered with “yes” and “sir” and “daddy.” I try and keep the angle of my thrusts changing, preferring for him to not be able to expect what’s next. I plant my feet next to his and drape over him, my cock still in his ass. I thrust straight down, nailing his prostate head on, while I bite and chew on his neck and ears.
“Daddy’s gonna breed this ass, boy! You want that? You want daddy’s load inside you?” I taunted as I continued riding his ass.
“Fuck yes, daddy, please breed me…cum in me please, I need it,” he whined in response.
When I’ve had my fill of this position, I move back to my knees. I roughly grab his ass with both my hands and begin fucking him savagely, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in, as fast as I possibly can. We’ve been fucking for almost a half an hour now,and that’s after the rimming I gave him. I’m ready to get my nut and E’s ready to take it.
When it finally washes over me, I’m gripping E by the hips tight enough to leave a bruise. I can feel as each pulse of cum shoots out of my cock and lands deep inside E’s ass. It’s all E can do to lay there and take it, his poor ass having been worn out after being stretched wide for so long.
I can feel the sweat from my face and chest dripping down onto him. “Squeeze your hole, boy, I’m pulling out,” I order with a spank.
“Yes, sir,” is the response, followed by a feeling of tightness around my cock.
After I pull out, I make sure to push any escaped cum right back in.
Waste not, want not.