Ask him if he'd like to pretend you're his dad.

From Create Your Own Story

"No boy," you laugh, and step closer to him. He squints, and relaxes just a little when his foggy mind realizes you're not his father.

"But if you want to call me daddy," you say, reaching over and rubbing a finger at his cummy hole, "you can."

He moans as your fingertip explores his obviously freshly fucked hole. You wonder how many dicks he's taken up there tonight.

He moves his head from side to side again, and his hand grips his dick. "I'm so hard..." he whines. You smirk, and push your finger into him, rough.

"Oh god, yes!" he gasps. His back arches. "Yes, daddy!"

You grin. Twisted little boy, high as a kite, and horny for a rough daddy? We have a winner.

"You want daddy to fuck your boy cunt, son?" you ask, voice mean.

The boy's gaze meets yours, and he nods jerkily. He tugs on his hard dick, still unable to relieve his hard on. You've seen guys like that before - the drugs get them hard, but not off.

You drop your towel and roll the boy onto his side. You lift one leg across your hard hairy chest and look at the boy's pucker - he's pink and swollen from the rough dicking he's taken, and as you press your meat against his hole, his entire body shivers.

"Tell daddy you want it," you say.

"Fuck me!" he begs.

You laugh, and ram every inch of your massive cock up his battered and sticky ass. The kid's head rolls back, and he lets out a noise somewhere between a strangled cry and a groan of relief. Oh yeah, he likes it rough. You oblige, pulling almost all the way out of him and ramming it home again with a rough shove. His ass is almost scalding hot, so battered has it been. But he's still pretty tight around your massive dick.

"Fuck!" he yells, eyes clenched tight.

"Yeah, boy," you growl. "Daddy's gonna fuck you in half!" You lean forward, bending his leg painfully high and shoving into him with all your strength. Your balls, aching from your earlier loads, begin to tighten as you slamfuck this boy like a cheap whore. He jerks his dick with one hand, gasping and wincing and calling out as your dick rams him deep inside. His free hand grips the sheets in a tight fist. Saliva drips from his bottom lip and his body is slick with sweat.

"Nothing but a fucking cunt for Daddy, aren't you, boy?" you yell at him, ramming him hard. His eyes open and he looks at you, a mix of shame and lust in his eyes.

"Yes, daddy!" he gasps, moaning deep in his throat. You feel his ass clench around your cock, and you know you've hit on what he wants. What he needs.

"You want Daddy's dick, don't you, cunt boy?" you snap. "And all his friends? You want daddy to bend you over in front of all his friends, and fuck your boy ass full of his seed, don't you?"

"Yes!" he groans, bucking his hips to meet your violent thrusts. "Yes, daddy!"

"Gonna let all of daddy's friends fuck your whore ass, son. That's what I'm gonna do." You grip his thighs painfully tight, and slam your dick into him deep. You feel your beleaguered balls erupt again, and beneath you, the boy yells incoherently and his own dick jerks across his smooth stomach, adding ropes of spunk to his skin.

You keep your dick buried deep in his hole, and wipe your hand across his stomach, then smear the spunk across his face.

"Fucking cunt, aren't you?" you say, breathing heavily.

He nods, finally spent. "Yes, daddy! Yes!"

You smile. "Give me your number, boy."

He shakes, and starts to tell you.

Definitely one to add to the speed dial.


The End

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