"How about I just turn around right here, daddy?"

From Create Your Own Story

The daddy's beard tickles your ear as he leans in close. "Oh, you are an eager boy, aren't you?" He guides your shoulders, turning you to face the wall, and presses up against you, his hard cock straining through the two layers of denim between you. It's dark in the hallway, and he reaches around to undo your belt, then your zipper and button, tugging down your jeans and underwear just to below your ass cheeks. His bearish bulk covers you, and he leans away from you just long enough to undo his fly and dig out his cock. You bury your face in the wall as you feel the heat of his dick against your ass cheeks, and awkwardly slide a hand into your pocket long enough to pass him a small bottle of lube you carry.

He chuckles, palming the bottle and squirting it surreptitiously between the two of you. The cool liquid barely slicks you up before his cockhead is once again at your ass, and he pushes forward, filling your ass with his cock. He wraps one arm around the front of your shoulders, and slides the other across your stomach, holding you tight as he slides himself all the way to his balls. Then he holds himself still, hard inside you, and you let out a little whimper.

His whispers into your ear, "You like that, boy?"

"Yes," you hiss.

He fucks you with an agonizing slowness, withdrawing and pushing his cock in and out of you almost all the way with each extended shifting of his stance. Soon your squirming back against him, trying to get his cock in and out of you faster, desperate to have him fuck you harder. You whimper and gasp, pushing back onto his cock, and the arm around your shoulder rises, and his calloused fingers cover your mouth.

"You want my seed, boy? Is that what you're trying to tell me?"

Mouth covered, you can only push your ass deeper onto his dick, which he receives with a light grunt, and a low rumbling chuckle.

"Daddy just started, baby," he whispers into your ear, and then continues to fuck you at the agonizingly languid pace. You continue to buck against him, and he holds you as tightly in place as he can against the wall, though his breath quickens, and you feel the hardness of his cock throbbing inside you.

Finally, there's a hitch in his pace, and he speeds up for three rough, angry thrusts just before he grunts into your ear and you feel his load fill your ass. He stays inside you long enough to feel his cock throb out the full load, and then he says, "First time, I mark you mine."

He pulls out slowly, after tugging a hankey from his back pocket, and wipes your ass and his dick quickly, before tucking his cock away. You tug up your jeans, dick still rock hard in the front, and turn around after doing them back up with difficulty. He squeezes your cock in one hand, and chuckles.

"Looks like you're still ready for more. How about we go find Don now, hey boy? Take you home and do you good?"


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