Ask him if you can skip the handcuffs and gag.
From Create Your Own Story
The daddy bear sighs, but puts the cuffs and gag back in the drawer, then pulls his shirt over his head. His hairy chest is dusted with gray, but he's got a powerful stocky build that makes you shift on the bed in anticipation. He tugs off his boots and socks, and steps out of his jeans and boxers, his thick meat still hard and standing tall. He crawls onto the bed over you, and grinds himself against you, your cocks are rubbed together hard, his hairy body a delicious friction. You moan into his mouth again, and he chuckles.
He rolls you over - you have to grip the headboard with your wrists crossed - and then his rough hands are gripping your ass cheeks and squeezing.
"That's a lovely ass," the daddy says, and squeezes once more. "How about one for each birthday and one to grow on, then, eh?"
"Yes!" you say.
"Yes what?" he squeezes.
"Yes, sir!"
The slap of his palm against your left butt cheek is a stinging surprise - you yelp, but the warmth that follows across your skin seems to go directly to your cock, which is rigid. You thought you'd enjoy this, and you'd fantasized about it, but the reality is more than living up to expectation.
Slap!
The second strike hits your other ass cheek, and your startled yelp is greeted by a warm, deep chuckle from behind you. "You like that, boy?"
"Yes, sir!"
"Three. Four." He counts with every strike of his hand, and the initial shock-sting-burn begins to change. The hot pain intensifies with each hard spank, and you find yourself struggling not to flinch before the coming spank. By the time he's in the teens, your ass feels like it's almost aflame, and each slap that follows has you gasping through the cloth gag. Your waist droops a bit as your knees shift, and the daddy bear takes a moment to grip your waist and tug you back up into position. You say "Yes, sir!" between each whimper and yelp.
"Almost there, boy," he says, and then spanks you all the harder for the next four hits. By the time he finally calls out your age, tears are leaking from the corners of your eyes, and yet your dick has never been this hard in your life. When the daddy bear reaches between your legs and gives you a quick tug, it's everything you can do not to groan in borderline misery. You so want to get off!
"What's wrong, boy?" he says.
"I want to get off, sir!" you say.
"Not yet. Still one to grow on," he says, and hits your ass with the flat of his palm so hard you shout, in a mix of lust and pain you didn't know you could fee.
"Now that is a lovely, lovely red little boy ass. Daddy just wants to eat that right up." Then his beard is at your ass, the roughness of it makes you cry out even as the wetness of his hot tongue darts between your abused ass cheeks. It's incredible—the heat of your spanked skin is all the more sensitive to his beard, and his tongue is driving you crazy with need. You're soon writhing and gasping into the gag, pushing your ass against his bearded face while he jabs his tongue at your entrance.
"Gonna fuck you, boy," he growls, and shifts on the bed.
He rubs his cock up and down between your ass cheeks, and tugs on your waist until you rise up on your hands and knees. Then he grips your waist tighter, lines up his dick at your hole, and shoves in with nothing but the spit for lube.
He's thick, and his rough entry makes you cry out a little. He grunts, pushing himself in deeper, and you gasp in a breath, biting your bottom lip. He chuckles, and you can feel his dick vibrate with his laughter. He leans over you, pushing his dick in further.
"Ain't got no neighbors, boy," he says. "Be as loud as you like. Daddy likes it loud. Does boy like being loud?"
"YES, SIR!"
Then he starts to fuck you with ruthless thrusts from the get-go. You grunt and moan and cry out, but the sensation of his cock beating your ass inside is incredible, and his rough grip and gravelly voice make you feel more submissive and boyish than you've ever felt in your life.
"Yeah, take daddy's dick, boy..." he growls as he fucks you. "You like daddy fucking your ass, don't you boy?"
"Yes!" you gasp.
"Yes what?" He slaps your ass, and you cry out again.
"Yes, sir!" He laughs, and fucks you all the harder.
Without warning, he pulls out, and you grunt in surprise and a little pain. He rolls you over roughly, placing himself between your legs, and lifts your ankles high. Looming over you, the hairy daddy pushes his dick back into your roughly fucked ass and leans far over you, ramming himself home with his thick powerful thighs. You look up at him, watching his neck redden with the effort and his eyes lock on yours. Your hands rise and grip his neck.
"Yeah, pull daddy into you, boy," he says. "Take daddy's cock! You want daddy's seed in you deep, don't you boy?"
"Yes, sir!" you nearly yell, and he laughs, thrusting a few dozen more times with rougher and rougher thrusts before his thick cock erupts with hot spunk deep in your ass. He yells and shoves himself in deep, and you feel all three of his hot surges of semen fill your spanked and battered ass. He holds himself inside you and you let go of his neck and jerk your cock fast, tipping over quickly and spurting your own load across your stomach.
The daddy bear grins down at you, his sweaty body filling the room with a musk. He pulls out of you, and lets go of your ankles. He pushes two fingers into your ass, then puts his cummy fingers at your lips. You lick them.
"Good boy," he says, then slides off the bed. "You need a shower before I take you home?"
You lie there, dazed for a moment. Definitely the best birthday you have ever had.
(The End - please send feedback to barratboy@yahoo.ca)
