"Fuck me right here, daddy, right now."
From Create Your Own Story
The daddy bear glances up the empty hallway, and takes your shoulders and turns you until you're facing the corner of the hallway. You reach into your front pocket and pull out the little bottle of lube you brought, and hand it to him. He chuckles, pressing against your back, his beard once again tickling your ear, this time from behind.
"You're a regular boy scout, aren't you, boy?"
You smile, and nod, and his hands reach around your waist. He undoes your belt, and zipper, and then tugs your jeans and underwear down with a rough tug, exposing your ass, and letting your cock - nearly fully hard - bob free in front of you. His hand grabs your cock for a moment, and squeezes once. You moan. He chuckles, and lets go, then starts rubbing the lube between your ass cheeks with a rough finger. You breathe, bracing your arms against the corner walls.
He unzips a moment later, and you feel the head of his cock between your ass cheeks, hot and thick. His left arm reaches around you and his hand covers your mouth.
"Don't want to get caught," he says, his beard rough against your cheek.
He shoves into you with a rough thrust that makes you moan into his hand. His chuckle lets you know he knew what he was doing, and you try to breathe through your nose, pressed against the wall, knees shaking. His meat is hot inside you, the little bottle of lube not completely up to the task, but you are rock hard. This is what you wanted.
"Fucking tight," he breathes into your ear, and his right hand grips your waist tightly.
He pulls back slowly, almost all the way out, and you shiver with the sensation of his cock so thick and hot inside you. Then he shoves back in again, just as rough, and you yelp into his hand.
"Shh, boy," he says. "Gotta be quiet for daddy."
He does it again, and then again. By the time he sets a faster rhythm, you're pressing back onto his pistoning cock, and he's pulling out nearly as roughly as he's shoving back in. You feel sweat forming on your thighs from the pounding, and slowly he removes his hand, trusting you to keep quiet. He grips your waist with both hands, after, and he fucks you against the wall with a mean pace, grunting into your ear quietly, until he suddenly releases his breath with a whoosh, and you feel hot cum blasting deep in your gut. He holds himself inside you while his cock spasms, and then pulls out slowly, tugging a hankerchief from his back pocket and wiping your ass and his dick somewhat in the process. Then he tucks himself back in, and covers you while you tug your pants and underwear back up over your hard-on.
You turn around to face him, freshly fucked and a little sweaty.
He grins. "Damn, I'd love to get you completely naked," he says. "And I'd love to get naked on you, unless you're done."
You say...
