Daddy D, Part 3
Christmastime was here, and I was looking forward to unwrapping a daddy shaped present. It had been a couple of weeks since our fun in the park, and I was very eager to see Daddy D again. Finally, we had managed to find a good time for the both of us. His place would be empty, and I would be able to spend the night.
And spending the night was important because the plans we had made would require a small amount of recovery time afterward. Daddy D had gotten his hands on some MDMA, also known as molly or ecstasy, and we were going to take some and spend all night fucking our brains out. I had done molly a handful of times before, though always in a more casual setting - never sexual. After hearing some of the things people had told me about having sex while rolling I was pretty excited to try it myself. MDMA is probably the “hardest” drug I’d ever be willing to do, and even then very sparingly and under certain circumstances. This just happened to be one of those circumstances.
I packed an overnight bag and headed over to his place. After I parked, Daddy lead me inside and straight into his bedroom. I set my bag down and got comfortable, taking off my shirt. Daddy came over and began to kiss me, taking off his own shirt before sitting on the bed.
“You ready for a fun night, cubby?” He asked as he reached over to his nightstand.
Pulling out a small baggy of pills, he took two out and gave me one, swallowing the other himself.
Here goes nothing.
It took a while to kick in, so we started out nice and slow, laying on the bed together, kissing. Stripping down to our underwear, Daddy saw that I was wearing the same skimpy red jock I did the first night we got together. He smiled and grabbed at my ass before kissing me deeply. I groped at his cock through his boxers but otherwise allowed him to take the lead.
I stroked his arm and chest as we made out, stopping to play with his cock on occasion. I’ve started feeling a little warm but the molly still hadn’t kicked in. Daddy moved onto his back, and I started kissing my way down his body. I started with his ears and neck, then his chest and stomach, before finally reaching his crotch. I nuzzled and mouthed at his hard cock through his boxers as he stroked a hand through my hair.
After getting his boxers nice and wet, Daddy freed his cock for me. Stroking it once with my hand, I lowered my mouth over the head and took it about halfway in. Just as thick as the last time. I pulled back and took in a little more on my next attempt, until I managed to set a steady pace working about 6 inches of his cock in and out of my mouth. Every few strokes I would force my head all the way down, taking as much of his cock into my throat as I could. I’d try and hold for as long as I can, before my gag reflex kicked in and I started sputtering and coughing.
Daddy pulled me off his cock and back up the bed, having had enough of the blowjob and wanting more kisses. After we swapped some more spit, he pushed me back onto the bed and hovered over me, hungrily. Taking a queue from me, he kissed his way down my body until he reached my cock. He wasted no time, pulling out and sucking my cock down in a flash.
I can start to feel the drugs working their way through my system. I’m feeling warm and started to sweat as Daddy slowly sucked on my cock. I rubbed his scalp, encouraging but not pushing. Everything was starting to feel really good. I absentmindedly rubbed my arms up and down the bed, loving the way the cool sheets felt against my skin.
“You starting to feel it cubby?” Daddy inquired while slowly stroking my cock. I must have been doing that for longer then I realized.
“Yeah daddy, I think it’s kicking in,” I responded hazily.
With a final peck to my cock, Daddy climbed up my body and laid on top of me. We again started kissing, this time seeming to grind our whole bodies against each other. I scratched my arms gently up and down his back as Daddy kissed and licked my neck. Then, suddenly, he was biting me. I gasped aloud, grabbing on tightly to his back. Daddy licked and sucked at the flesh in his mouth, intent on marking his property for the night. He continued his oral ministrations on the rest of my neck, leaving me with four or five deep purple hickeys. A few were high up enough that I would have to wear a turtleneck if I wanted to hide them.
I didn’t want to hide them.
After a few minutes of this, I can tell that things are in full swing and I am rolling my balls off. After a few more minutes, Daddy got up and off the bed and walked over to his closet, pulling out a duffle bag. Placing it at the foot of the bed, he opened it and removed a few items. Turning to me, I saw that in his hands he held a leather collar and leash. Daddy wanted a more tangible collar than the ring of hickeys he left me. Fuck yeah.
Daddy resumed his position on the bed after putting the bag back on the floor, laying over me.
“Do you want to be mine, cubby?” Daddy asked, voice low and gravely.
We had talked about this before. That at some point, when he thought I was ready, he would ask me if I wanted to be his boy. And when I was ready to say yes, he was going to fuck me.
I didn’t even hesitate.
“Yes, Daddy. I want to be your boy. Your cub. Please,” I answered, my voice cracking a just a little.
With a smile, Daddy fastened the collar around my neck and fastened it. He followed that with a pair of leather cuffs on my wrists. Then, grabbing me by the leash, he pulled me towards him and kissed me; hard. We sloppily made out for a while, our bodies soaking the sheets with our sweat. The low bass of the trance music Daddy had put on as background music pumped through the room. Everything was so warm, every scrape of skin against skin felt electric. This was amazing.
Still pulling me by the collar, Daddy changed positions, flipping onto his stomach on the center of the bed.
“Rim me, boy. Eat that ass,” he commanded, with a tug of the leash.
“Yes, SIR!” I answered, getting to work tongue-fucking Daddy in an instant.
I spread his cheeks and eagerly licked and prodded his hole with my tongue. All the while Daddy kept a tight hold on the leash. I could hear him encouraging me, telling me to give him more, go deeper. I lost track of time as I rimmed him, enjoying the sensations even on my end. The room - and his ass - were sweaty and musky. I know it’s a little “masc4masc” but it smelled manly. I loved it. And even the feel of his hole on my tongue, or squeezing his ass with my hands felt great.
“Up, boy,” Daddy gave his next order, punctuating with a tug on the leash. “I want you to get that cock in my ass and fuck me.
“Yes sir, Daddy,” I was reaching for the lube before he finished his sentence.
I applied a generous amount to his ass and my cock, all the while still on leash. Daddy was on all fours and in position, so I moved behind him, aimed my cock, and pushed in. I could hear Daddy taking a hit of poppers as I did, and felt his hole relax around me. It wasn’t long before my pubes were scraping against his ass. I gripped him tightly by the hips and groaned.
Another tug on the leash brought me out of my daze. “Fuck me, boy!” Daddy barked.
I started fucking his ass immediately. Oh my god this felt so good. I gripped his hips as I pumped, my own moans matching his. I looked down, mesmerized by the sight of his ass swallowing and releasing my cock. I squeezed his ass around my shaft, loving the increase in pressure. I looked back up to see Daddy had his phone out, filming us for future enjoyment.
Knowing I was on camera, even for just a little, I did my best to play the part: obedient stud boy servicing his Daddy’s ass with his big cock. The collar and cuffs certainly added to the image. Releasing the leash, Daddy ordered me to go faster, harder, and I obeyed. I’m not sure how long I pounded his ass - time flies when you’re having fun and rolling your balls off. But I knew I wasn’t going to cum like this - not yet at least. Once he’d had enough, Daddy had me slow down and pull out.
Rolling over, Daddy pulled me down onto the bed next to him. Time for a little break. He pulled me close and kissed me as we caught our breaths and cuddled.
“Good boy, cubby,” Daddy praised, moving one hand down to play with my ass. “Your turn is next.”
For the first time in my life, I could not wait to get fucked.