Daddy D, Part 6

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It was a Friday night and I was hanging out at home with my roommate and Daddy D. Daddy and I had continued to see each other when we could though I think we were both realizing the realities and limits of our situation. Still, when we did see each other, we always had an amazing time together.

Tonight was a quiet evening. I had moved out, into a place with much more tolerable roommates. We were hanging out in the living room together, watching TV and smoking some pot. Daddy was friends with my new roomie, Brian. He introduced us. in fact, and it wasn’t long before the flirting started.

Brian was bigger than me, both in height and weight. A fuzzy bear of a guy, Daddy certainly knew where to keep the cute ones. He was sitting in between the two of us on the couch, in a t-shirt and shorts. I was similarly dressed, and Daddy was in jeans. The show we were watching had just wrapped up, and it seemed Brian had an idea of what to do with the rest of our night.

“Well now that that’s over…you guys wanna come upstairs?” Brian coyly asked us.

Did we ever.

“Lead the way,” Daddy answered before I had a chance.

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Overnight With Nate

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I hope that if you’ve learned anything from reading my stories, it’s that when I arrange for some playtime with a boy, I plan on taking my time. If the sex doesn’t last at least half an hour I’m not doing myself or my partner any favors. So when the opportunity arises, I love having a boy spend the night with me so that I can use him throughout.

One weeknight I had a boy, Nate, coming over for just such a visit. He was in town specifically for me, one night only. I unfortunately had to work early the next day, but this would be would be our only chance to meet up for some time. I’ve gone to work after not sleeping for two days straight. This would be a cakewalk, more than worth any drowsiness I was going to have the next day.

Nate arrived mid-evening. I was working on a few writing projects and needed to finish up, so I led him up to my room and got him comfortable. Which of course meant having him strip down to his jock for me to gawk at. Nate was tall with a thick forest of hair covering his body. As I wrapped up my writing work I kept finding myself distracted; looking over to him, half naked on the bed. I needed to finish.

And finish I did just a few minutes later, after which I launched myself onto my bed and on top of Nate. As my hands roamed his body I leaned my head towards his for a kiss. He moaned into my mouth as he felt my tongue slip inside and I grabbed his ass roughly in response. I could feel his already hard cock grinding against my rapidly inflating one.

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Hotel Breeding

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This story begins like many others: I was horny.

It was a Friday and work was going particularly slow, so I was on my phone hunting for some after-work booty. All my regular boys were tied up, and not in a good way, so I was stuck searching for someone new.

I didn’t have to look long before a cute cub, I’m calling him SlutCub for now, was hitting me up on Scruff. Short haired, fuzzy, and submissive, he was in town for work and staying at a hotel near my office. We talked for a bit, discussing specifics and kinks, and set up a meeting time after work. Once I was done at the office I drove right over.

I walked in and made my way to the elevator. I always wonder if the hotel employees can tell why I’m there when I just walk past them and make for the elevators. Wouldn’t stop me even if they did, of course. As I walked the halls I passed gaggles of teenagers, presumably here for some sort of school conference; no idea what’s going on in the rooms next to theirs.

The door was open and as I let myself in I was greeted with the site of a boy ass up on the bed, naked from the waist down. I shut the door behind me and kicked off my shoes as I approached him. I grabbed his ass with one of my hands and gave it a firm smack. I stood there, squeezing and kneading his cheeks for a few moments, before dropping to my knees in front of it.

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Bondage With B

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I was stressed out. It had been a long week between work and my personal life and I was really starting to feel it. So by the time Friday rolled around I was eager to do something about it. Additionally, my particularly randy mood led to me making some new purchases for the bedroom. Thanks to wonderful places like Fort Troff, I was the proud owner of a shiny new set of bondage straps for my bed. I also purchased a set of cuffs - one pair for the wrists, one for the ankles, and then a special pair for thighs. I was not messing around. After everything was set up the only thing left to do was get a boy over and strap him down.

I didn’t have to look long; boys really like when you talk about how you’re going to tie them up. I quickly found one of my regular boys, B, was more than willing. He was excited, as it would be his first time trying bondage. We set up a playtime for after work that day and then I eagerly awaited our appointment.

He arrived at the scheduled time and I pulled him upstairs and into my room. He stripped without being told as I stood at the side of the bed watching. Once he was wearing only his jockstrap, I pulled him with me onto the bed. My hands immediately went for his ass while my mouth sought out his.

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Weekend With Jay, Part 3

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After our impromptu threeway, Jay and I got up to get our day started properly. We had lots of fun plans to get to! I grabbed a quick shower before Jay so that he would be able to assess the damage to his well-used hole, and give himself another cleaning afterwards. I am ever the gentleman.

The first thing on our docket was the beach! No too far from my home is a nice little public beach. And on certain portions of this beach, law enforcement has been kind enough to “look the other way” when it comes to public nudity laws.

We were headed to a nude beach for the afternoon.

Before we went to the beach proper, though, we had a couple of stops to make. The first was just for food - fucking three times in 12 hours builds an appetite. While we grabbed a quick bite, our second stop became apparent when some cute boy started chatting up Jay online. He wanted a piece, and I’m a very generous daddy, so I told Jay to let him know we would be stopping by.

This boy, we will call him Pete, lived not far from where we were headed, so it only took us a few minutes to get there after leaving lunch. He let us in and led us straight to the bedroom. Pete was verse, and he was looking to get both of his itches scratched that afternoon; first I would top him, and then he would top Jay.

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Weekend With Jay, Part 2

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It wasn’t hard falling asleep after a night of sweaty and exhausting sex. And there are many, many benefits to having a boy in your bed overnight. For example, if you happen to wake up in the middle of the night as frequently as I do, you have a nice, warm, still-wet-with-your-cum hole to use. And nothing helps you fall asleep like draining your balls.

So naturally, when I woke up around 4 am and was unable to get back to sleep, I decided to make the best of the situation. Jay was still fast asleep, playing the little spoon to my big spoon. My already hard cock was pressed against his ass, and I ground my hips forward firmly, but gentle enough so as not to wake Jay.

Spitting into my hand, I slicked my cock up quickly and inched my hips closer to Jay’s. Pushing his ass aside with my knuckles, I aimed my cock at his hole and pushed in, finding very little resistance, as expected. I could hear Jay begin to stir as I bottomed out, wrapping an arm around his belly to hold him in place. I held myself in place, buried to the hilt, and flexed my cock a few times, feeling Jay stir more and more each time he felt my cock expand inside him.

As I thrust into his hole, I could hear Jay’s moans being muffled into the bedding. This is far from the first time I’ve used him like this. I’m not even sure he’s fully awake. Not that it would matter. I pulled him tighter to my body as I continued to fuck his hole. Not going for anything fancy or involved, just a good old fashioned breeding and then it’s back to sleep.

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Pupping Out Down Under

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I love traveling. It’s something I’ve only started to be able to do recently and I have been taking full advantage. This past December I took my first international flight in decades - to Australia. In addition to just wanting to visit this beautiful country, I had someone special there I wanted to see, my little brother.

Not my actual little brother, mind you. I mean little brother in the kink sense. Like a daddy and son dynamic, but instead we are big brother/little brother. So lots of teasing, joking around, and “bullying” going on between us.

And by bullying, I mean bullying his ass with my dick.

My little bro is cute, tall, furry, lanky, awkward-like-a-puppy-who’s-too-big-for-his-own-body, adorable, otter of a boy. I had known him for a couple of years, having met through a 3rd person online and instantly bonded. We talk all the time, tell each other everything, and as I was pleased to confirm during my visit, are intensely sexually compatible.

It had been a few days since I arrived (plenty more to tell you about later), and the two of us were relaxing in the small apartment I had rented, content to just enjoy each other’s company for the day. We were, of course, wearing only our jocks, as we had been doing whenever we were alone during my stay.

With my overactive libido, it didn’t take much for us to frequently end up in bed together. Bed not actually required. My little bro had quite the talented mouth and accommodating hole on him, and I made sure to make use of them whenever the mood struck me. He was more than happy to oblige and help his big brother out.

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Weekend With Jay, Part 1

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It was a Friday evening and I had just finished working out. Jay was on his way over to spend the weekend with me and I was awaiting his arrival in my room. We had plans to go to the beach together on Saturday but hadn’t committed to anything else just yet. Personally, I didn’t really expect us to leave the bedroom much. Jay likely didn’t either.

Once he arrived, I introduced him to my roommates before taking him upstairs to unload his things. I was far more interested in unloading in him, so I sent him to the shower to clean up and clean out. As I eagerly waited for him to emerge, I set out the lube, poppers, and other implements near the bed for easy access. I also made sure to get a glass of water, because I knew we would be dehydrated by the time we were through.

Jay finished showering and joined me in my room. With a smile, I pat the spot on the bed next to me.

“Get over here boy,” I told him.

“Yes sir, daddy,” he replied happily before cuddling up to my side.

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New Pup

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Apparently this one posted to Nifty, but not here! Enjoy an extra story this week if you haven’t already read.

It was late one night when I first met a new pup, Leo. I was at a family event and chatting on Growlr, waiting for an acceptable moment to leave. You know, normal gay culture. A cute Latino cub, he and his husband lived nearby. Neither of them had much experience with kink, but were very interested in trying. Now, normally I’m a little hesitant to get involved with someone “new” to kink. Obviously, it’s important that the two of you can trust each other, and I’ve also had a few bad experiences with people who overestimated their interest. They don’t understand that when I say I’m going to tie them to my bed and fuck them stupid… they’re actually going to be tied down and fucked stupid.

But something about this pup was calling to me. So, once I can leave, I grab a Lyft and head to his place instead of going back to mine. I reach their apartment in the early evening, and Leo and I make our introductions after he let me in. His husband was working that night, so it was just be the two of us this time. Still, two new pups to play with.

Leo had rolled a few blunts for us, so I spark one up while as chatted. I don’t partake in a lot of substances, and you should always make sure you are in the right mindset and able to give proper consent when you are about to engage in some kinky play, but we wouldn’t be getting into anything too heavy, and weed just makes me really cuddly and handsy. Leo didn’t seem like he’d complain about that. As we smoked, we asked about each other’s personal lives, work, and kink. We had spoken earlier about some of what we were into, but I was still trying to read what it was Leo was looking for. I don’t think he even knew himself.

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Night Prowling

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Alright, this is the first story I’m putting trigger warnings on. This story contains a detailed account of the enactment of a rape fantasy. So if that is something you can’t handle, skip this story. Otherwise, hope you enjoy!


Once upon a time, I had a really great fuck buddy named T. T had moved away a few years prior, and I was left with only memories and the occasional ass pic to remember him by. But one day, I lucked out; T was driving back into town for the weekend, because he had a wedding to go to. Naturally, spending the weekend away from home meant seeking out a safe and reliable source of dick for the weekend.

Wait is that not normal?

We eagerly awaited our chance to finally release some of the tension we had built up together. Our schedules, however, did not seem to be as eager as we were. Between his wedding events and my own obligations, we were unable to find any time to get together before he left. Sad but understanding, I was prepared to end my weekend with my dick unsatisfied when late Sunday night I got a text from him. The wedding had just let out, and he was headed back to his hotel. He was staying an extra night, not wanting to drive back so late at night, and wanted to know if I would still be up for some fun.

Fuck yeah I was.

He sent me his motel address and room number, and we figured out when I should head over. We also talked about some of the particulars that our evening might entail of. Specifically, a fantasy of his that we had discussed several times before but were never able to enact – a rape fantasy. I know that may not be everyone’s cup-o-tea, so I understand if you quit reading here. All consensual, and very much wanted, he let me know he would leave the door unlocked, and was headed to bed.

I pulled into the motel a little after midnight. I took my time driving here, and strolled leisurely to the room. I wanted this to be as real as possible, which meant making sure T had fallen asleep since we had last spoken. I approached the door quietly, seeing it slightly ajar.

I very carefully open the door and closed it behind me, making sure to prevent the lock from clicking behind me. The room was dark, lit only by a light coming from the bathroom. I saw T’s form on the bed facing away from me, the sheets rising and falling with his breathing. I stood still for a moment, waiting for any indication that my entrance disturbed him. Once I was satisfied, I took in the rest of the room.

It was a small room with a single bed, but that’s all we needed it for. There was a couch next to the door and I moved towards it. I began to slowly and carefully strip my clothing, placing it on the couch in a pile. I sat for a moment and began to work my cock hard as I watched T sleep. Once erect, I crept over to the side of the bed and continued to stroke myself. I came up with an attack plan, and positioned myself accordingly before I attacked.

I quickly leapt onto the bed and covered his body with mine. Expectedly, he immediately began to fight back and try and buck me off. I wrapped an arm around his neck and grabbed one of his free hands to pin him.

“Shut the fuck up, bitch, I wanna fuck and you’re the lucky slut who gets to take it,” I growled in his ear, grinding my hard cock against him to make my point.

“No…stoAAAHHH,” he protested as I sunk my cock into his ass.

Biting at his ear, I listened to his whines and whimpers as I forced the rest of my dick into his hole. He struggled in vain against me, really putting up a fight. I appreciated the realism. I held him down as I began to fuck him hard and fast, not wanting to give him even a moment to recover. Shoving his face into a pillow to muffle his protests, I took my pleasure from his ass.

He was nice and tight, just like I remembered. And holy fuck was this whole scene hotter than I had anticipated. We had discussed this entire scenario before – and quite thoroughly at that. It always devolved into dirty talk of what exactly I was going to do to him. But in practice, I was always a little hesitant – this isn’t a kink for the faint of heart. So far though this has been one of the hottest experiences of my life.

I hope this doesn’t awaken anything in me…

The intensity of the situation started to get to me. I still had my arm around his neck, relentlessly thrusting down into him with all my weight. I could hear his whimpers and moans muffled by the pillow, his weak attempts at protest or to fight me off. Fuck… I was gonna cum, right now. With a loud groan, I exploded, slamming my cock home and breeding him deep. I continued pounding into him with each blast of cum until I collapsed in a heap atop his body.

I caught my breath as everything started coming back into focus. I could hear T below me doing the same.

“How you doing down there, boy?” I asked, checking in.

“That was fucking awesome, sir,” was his response.

I chuckled. “I’m just glad we finally managed to make it happen.”

“Me too, sir.”

We lay there a while longer, lazily chatting as we caught up. It wasn’t long, though, until I started getting hard again… and I knew T would absolutely be down for a round 2…

“I’m getting hard again, boy,” I informed him with a grind of my hips.

“Good thing you’re still here then, sir, huh?” he teased back.

I gave him a smack on the ass and moved from lying on him. I looked around the bed for only a second before grabbing him, forcing him to his knees, and turning him to face the wall. The wall with a full length mirror aimed right at us. I grabbed his hair roughly and pulled his head up, making him watch the exact moment I breached his ass once more.

I enjoyed seeing his mouth drop open and his eyes bulge as his already sore hole was filled to capacity once more. I wasted no time and began fucking him earnestly. Leaving one hand in his hair, I used the other to smack at his ass as I thrusted into him. I was in no rush, knowing my second nut would take some time to build up.

I kept his eyes trained on the mirror, making sure he watched every moment of himself getting thoroughly dominated. I climbed onto the mattress to fuck him at a higher angle, nailing his prostate and causing him to make noises loud enough to wake his neighbors. Glad I wasn’t the one staying overnight.

By the time I was nearing my orgasm, the both of us were totally drenched in sweat. The bed was squeaking in time with my thrusting, and any pretense of this being rape had long since flown out the window. I locked eyes with T, one hand tightly gripping his hair and the other on his hip, as I slammed home and filled him with load #2. I kept thrusting until I was drained, and pulled out with a wet sounding pop.

“Good boy. We definitely have to do this again next time you’re in town,” I said, smiling down at T before spanking his ass for good measure.

“Sir, I’m afraid I’m going to need you to fuck me like that far more often.”

I chuckled.

“Deal.”


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