**Character Re-Cap, Mr. B aka Best Friends Father: A Jordanian beast, standing at 6 feet tall, thick muscular biceps and pecs barely covered by his tanktop with a thick 9.5 caramel cock.
Me: 5'6, creamy white skin, a little chubbier on ass and thighs (rugby build type) with a plump 7 inch cock.
Dad: 5'10, hairy chest, fit tight pecs and build with a 9 inch thick mushroom headed dick, big goose egg balls
We discussed our plan and it would either pay off or things would end horribly. However, all I knew was I wanted to have my fun and in the end whos Father wants to admit they fucked their son. I was maybe too confidant.
Mr. B told my dad part of the plan. He laid out he would make the evening more than worth it per their agreement. He knew he would wear a hood, same I wore, so he could see out but we wouldn't see his face. That's right, my Father would see it was me but think I didn't know it was him. Mr. B told my dad he bought a new hood just for him so he could actually see. I liked how Mr. B tricked me, so working with that, it was time to trick Dad.
Mr. B had him strip down to nothing and put on a leather harness, hood, and wear his motorcycle boots.
I was dressed in a new harness Mr. B bought for me, leather chaps, and a codpiece jockstrap. Earlier we had discussed how he was going to help me become the best dom I could and took me for some new gear. I could keep it at his place. With my new look I felt so powerful and confidant.
I heard from the bedroom Mr. B tell my dad the surprise. He told him how I wanted to suck and eat his ass and that it could be ANYONE coming through that door, it was now his chance to go and get nothing for his time. He hesitated and asked "anyone," that is when Mr. B said "It could be your boss, your neighbors, even your own son, could you imagine that, huh, you want those benjamins so bad, can you do that, can you say you'd let it happen."
With that I noticed he held something up to my dad's nose, this brown bottle, and he said "Just bring him out."
"Come out"
There I was harness, leather chaps and codpiece jock in some boots, "I see you brought your buddy back, let me grab some lube" we intentionally wanted a pause after he saw me, that is when Mr. B whispered but loud enough for me to hear.
"Yeah its your son, if you want to leave you can unhood now and go, but he'll see you, OR you can just lay back and let what happened last time happen again you sick fuck I know you want it, you told me before how you thought of using his ass before, wouldn't want me to share that would you, how when he got that thick ass playing sports and you accidentally saw him naked in his jock you thought his ass looked so fuckable like a womans, so whats it going to be Big D, you staying or going to let him know its you. He was masked last time and your masked now, so neither of you knows"
".......I'm staying"
With that I returned, "I was thinking last time I was masked and was used like a good little slut, Mr. B had me be your son so lets keep that theme going, but as I see it, as I am the one now not hooded I feel it kind shifts our power, no?"
Mr. B interjected, "That is a good point, I mean last time you wore the hood you were the slut boy and now your daddy is in the hood that would make him the slut boy"
Mr. B then got close to my father's ear, "isnt that right slut boy"
My Father just nodded, "Good, so then get on your knees daddy, your boy thinks you should show him some respect for serving you last time."
Mr. B whispered, 'you can still back out now, but if you kneel, I won't be saving you, what is it going to be'
My Father then got up, this was the moment, would he remove the hood and go, or would he kneel. At that moment I was dead certain he'd leave, the first time I thought it was a real possibility. But instead he walked over to me across the room and looked down at me in his hood. What the actual fuck was going to happen, that wasn't an option, it was go or kneel.
He quickly put his hand around my throat, Mr. B then relaxed, later he would admit to me he knew what that move was, but I had no clue, then as he stared right down into me he squeezed my face forcing my mouth open and began to drip his spit into my mouth, then leaned down and began french kissing me. "FUCKKKKKKKK" was all Mr. B said before whipping out his camera, "I need to document this" after twenty minutes of passionate french kissing, my Father then worked his way to my puffy pink nipples and began to lick and bathe them lapping them over and over, then down my happy trail to my leather cladded crotch. He began to lick my leather crotch and moan.
"That's a good daddy," with that I ripped off the codpiece front and unleashed my cock smacking him in the face.
"SUCK IT LIKE A GOOD DADDY DOES"
He buried his throat on it, but unfortunately I could tell it was either his first or one of his first cocks down his throat, "WATCH THE TEETH" with that I smacked his face, and he looked up, another moment of not knowing if that would send him over, I decided to double down "DID I SAY STOP WHORE, SUCK MY COCK DAD" and shoved his head back on it, he began to bob up and down on it gagging. "Such a good daddy isnt he Mr. B"
"The best, and from this angle him squatting, I never realized his motorcycle ass was almost as big as yours."
We both started laughing and I said "I guess its genetics" laughing like it was a joke.
"I Want to see this thick ass Dad, go and bend over the couch"
Once he bent over I could see what Mr. B was saying, it was a thick round ass, hairy crack but pretty smooth cheeks. I smacked it, "Yeah, you like punishing me, its only fair I now punish you, you dirty straight fuck boy"
"You like your faggot son punishing you, if I'm a faggot what does it make you straight daddy, you are letting your faggot son spank you, WHAT DOES THAT MAKE YOU"
"PATHETIC" he shouted as I pummeled another 10 smacks on his cheeks turning them bright red.
Fuck was this hot, "Yeah Pathetic Straight Dad, letting his son use him, so disgusting aren't you, but you love it don't you" I said as I began to finger and eat his hole, I knew from Mr. B my tongue skills have come a long way. "Isn't that right, that straight hole likes his son's tongue deep in there doesnt he?"
"......Please"
"Please what Dad, keep going, or you want to stop and keep being straight, do you want to give in and feel the pleasure you feel intensify or Pussy out and maintain a fake sense of being straight, what is it dad, HUH" as I began to deepen my tongue into him,
"Please, pleasseeee Johnny, please"
"Please what, SAY IT DAD"
"Please eat daddy's hole"
"Oh I'm going to eat your hole dad, but when I'm done its not going to be a hole, its going to be a pussy"
"FUCK," Mr. B managed to say, for a minute I forgot he was there with his camera, jerking his cock off, then I got another good idea.
"In fact, Mr. B has been so kind in setting this up, suck his cock as I eat your hole"
"WHAT?"
"I know hes your sub, but don't you want to thank him, in fact if you don't suck him off, I'll stop giving your ass this pleasure, unhood you and kick you out"
"I'll suck him"
"I'm Sorry is that how you behave to our gracious host?"
"Please Moe, let me suck your thick arabian cock, feed me that thick caramel Dick and fuck my throat, I want it so bad, give it to me like I gave it to you all those times."
Wow, I didn't say to say that, I think he was desperate for Fucking.
"Good now that hes Fucking your throat lets finger fuck your hole"
"..WHA.......mmmpffhhhhhh" as Mr. B shoved his cock in his throat.
I began to eat and finger his hole and it puckered, he wanted it bad he even leaned his ass into my finger, well soon to be fingers. I worked his hole as Mr. B filmed pummeling his throat.
I then got my next idea after hearing him moan so deep from my fingers, he was ready to be fucked but I wanted him good and dirty.
"GET UP," I looked at Mr. B and whispered "Plan U" and with that he got the biggest grin and nodded. He took my Father and stood him infront of me as I sat on the couch with my fat cock in hand.
"Mr. B is going to unhood you, I want to see your face as you choose to sit on my fat cock."
"NO!"
With that Mr. B unhooded him and my Father looked right at me.
"I knew the whole time, even when I began to suck you that first time. Now you know I knew. All that is left to do is come over him, look me in the eye and straddle my cock and lower yourself on it."
Mr. B began to rub his hole, Plan U was me working his hole and unmasking him, I told Mr. B I might want to try seeing his face and to be prepared. Up until that moment I wasnt going to but I wanted him to want it and know I know.
"Please Johnny, I didn't know it was you that time and this time I didn't want you to see me."
"I don't care, when we are Fucking we aren't dad/son, just like Mr. B isn't my best friends father, we are men and we are working our urges out, and the way your little Pussy responded to my fingers, your sons fingers, you wanted my Dick, answer this would you have given me that ass if masked?"
"...Yes..."
"Good, I know you can see out of that hood, so you knew it was me, your own Fucking faggot son eating your hole and you would have let me fuck you, thinking I didn't know it was you, so nothing has changed, NOW Walk that ass over here, look me in the eyes and sit down on my fat cock like the straight dirty slut you are."
He walked over and stared at my cock, "Good now get over it and squat down on it"
Staring into my eyes all he said was "yes son...." and he squatted on my dick inserting it slowly, "GOOD, NOW RIDE ME"
To be continued.......
