DILF Control

“Christ, kid!”

“You’re fine,” the kid told the older man like he didn’t know what he was talking about.

“Fuck you, kid. What are you trying to do to me?” Vance asked as he struggled to speak between loud grunts and groans. Not sure if he liked the aggressiveness or if he was just overwhelmed by it.

“I’m trying to get my nut,” Keller stated, annoyed that the man would ask such a stupid question.

“How many fucking nuts you trying to get up there?” Vance asked with sarcasm and a little pain. “Fuck!” he yelled out at a deep hit the kid stabbed into his hole.

“As many as your ass will hold. I got all day, old man,” Keller said with arrogant cockiness.

“Geezus Fuck!”

Vance lay ass up, his hard cock trapped beneath, smashed into the mattress as Keller thrust forward with one solid jab that sent Vance over the edge. His knuckles white as he fisted the sheets. His flushed red face, teeth gritted, hair matted with sweat as he faced forward, propped up on his chin as he watched the headboard of his hotel bed shake from the force of the two men rutting on the bed.

“Tell me you like that,” Keller demanded as he gripped a handful of Vance’s hair.

“Like what?” Vance asked not certain what he was pertaining to; the fuck or the hair pull.

Keller thrust forward again pulling a muffled grunt from Vance as he felt the eighteen-year-old’s cock hit bottom again in his tight hole. Vance’s fists gripped tighter, his ass tensed, and his feet came up off the mattress, his toes curled stiff. It wasn’t the hair pull.

“That!” Keller punctuated the thrust.

“Take it easy!” Vance growled partially in pain and partially in pleasure. He was torn because he enjoyed the hard, athletic pounding that he was getting but wasn’t sure he appreciated the disrespect and cockiness of the kid providing the sensations. He thought this was going to be a quick pump and dump, but the kid had other ideas.

“Tell me you like that, old man,” Keller demanded.

Vance did like it. He just didn’t want to let this kid have the satisfaction of knowing he was the reason why. The kid was hot, and the kid could fuck but the kid was a brazen asshole who was too good looking and too arrogant to be complimented. Vance wouldn’t take this attitude from his own son; he wasn’t going to take it from this asshole.

“Just get your nut, fucker,” Vance complained annoyed the kid only cared about himself. “Don’t worry about me!”

That comment made Keller stop his fucking. Vance could sense him back there, breathing hard in a push up position looming over him. His cock still planted firmly in Vance’s ass. He could feel Keller’s eyes drilling into the back of his head. What is he doing now? Pouting?

“What the fuck is your problem? You have a dude half your age boning you. You should be grateful. You’re being such a little bitch, dude.” Keller reprimanded the older man.

Who the fuck does he think he is Vance thought as turned his head as much as he could to look back at him. “My problem, dickhead, is that you’re killing me here. I didn’t know this was a grudge fuck. And I’m not a “bitch”, DUDE. Watch your fucking mouth.” Vance winced after he said that, he sounded just like a dad.

“Says the guy with a dick in his ass. Maybe you should’ve thought about all this when you were eye-fucking me with your kid standing right beside you, DAD.”

“Who the fuck do you think you are?” Vance asked in anger.

“I’m the guy buried eight-inches inside your pussy cunt. Bitch,” Keller taunted. “By the way, you should work on your technique when your trying to pick up younger guys. You were a sweaty, nervous mess. Good thing I took control or else we’d still be at the lecture hall.”

Vance was offended the Keller thought he was a mess. He didn’t have to say much to the kid. All it took was an introduction and Keller told him to “stop talking and let’s go fuck.”

“I don’t do this often and why are we talking about this right now? Your cock is inside me. Get your nut and get this over with and don’t fucking cum in me,” Vance said trying to sound bored and unimpressed.

“Get this over with? Really? Man, you ARE a bitch. Whiny, slutty bitch.” Vance leaned down and spoke into Vance’s ear. “If your kid could only see you now. Ass up, full of cock. You think he’d be ok with having such a fag for a father? How would you feel about your son knowing his dad is a fucking fag bottom? Taking loads from college boys. Probably, not well. Bitch.”

“Oh, fuck him!” Vance said to himself. What an arrogant, entitled little cock-bite.

“Get off me,” Vance seethed. He was done with this. He was going to kick the fuck-head out.

Keller scoffed and pulled out ever so slowly but then stopped. Vance felt the retreat but when it stopped and the huge cock was still in his hole, he tensed, anticipating the pop of the cock exiting his ravaged hole but it didn’t happen.

“Keller?” Vance said with question in his tone. What was going on back there?

Keller threw himself forward, ramming his cock to the root inside Vance.

They both grunted at the same time; Keller from the feel of a tight ass and Vance from the sudden intrusion of cock into his body.

“Keller!” Vance screamed.

“Fuck YOU, DAD!” Keller yelled back, venom in his voice as he pulled out before pushing back in.

Vance was shocked at the gull of this kid. He had to put an end to this humiliation. “GET. THE. FUCK. OFF ME!” Vance yelled as he tried to buck the athlete off his back.

“No way, DAD,” Keller taunted and pushed down on Vance’s shoulder blades, smothering him into the mattress. The kid was strong. “Don’t act like you didn’t expect this. You like it rough and dirty or else you wouldn’t have agreed so eagerly to this fuck.”

As Keller began a slow deep fuck, he lowered his chest down on Vance’s muscular back. He wrapped his arms around his neck in a hug that brought Vance’s head up. Keller put his lips to his ear. He bit Vance’s lobe making him yelp.

“Keller, stop.” Vance swallowed hard. “Stop, please?” Vance pleaded in a whiny whisper that sounded like he didn’t really want him to stop. He thought if he asked calmly, Keller might show some mercy.

Keller knew the man was pissed but at the same time, he knew he wanted Keller to keep going. It turned him on that Vance was pissed but had not power in this situation. It meant Keller could take what he wanted. He knew Vance was having the fuck of his life. Probably the first good fuck of his life. The older man never thought he would be attending orientation with his son at a new college and wind up getting nailed by some kid who kept staring at him from across the room.

“Nope. Not happening, dad. This is what you wanted. Stop being a little bitch and enjoy my nut.”

Vance got a twinge in his stomach every time Keller called him dad. He knew the kid was mocking him and it reminded him that he was a dad, a closet case that had no shame about hooking up with guys the same age as his son. It was humiliating but the twinge excited him and secretly wanted Keller to continue reminding him he was still a dad, getting boned, by a kid.

Keller quickened his pace as he released Vance from his headlock. The more he long dicked the muscular ass under him, the more Vance began to moan. Keller knew this guy was a fucking pussy. Sure, he thought Vance was the hottest DILF he’d ever seen. Vance was taller, a little more muscular and a good twenty years older. That’s what made him so hot to Keller. He loved older daddy-types. He loved muscular, masculine, rough-around-the-edges, handsome dads and he loved them to be bottoms. But Keller got off on guys who could talk the talk but not walk the walk. Guys like Vance who were big, strong protective types but really turned to puddles of shit when they get close to a younger guy who is about to take him down for the count. They wanted to lose control; they just didn’t know it yet. They sometimes don’t know they want to get fucked until Keller makes them question why they haven’t been getting fucked the whole time.

Keller was a top and always has been since he realized he was into dudes and started fucking guys two years ago in high school. His wealthy parents fawned over him, spoiled him, gave him anything he wanted. The never told him No, resulting in an entitled, cocky, rich kid asshole, who, on top of all that was beautiful, handsome, should be a fucking model. That just made it worse as he took what he wanted whenever he wanted. It was easy for him to score ass when you look the way he does. Tall, baseball player build, dark hair, green eyes and a cocky sneer on a carved out of granite jawline, deep inset eyes and a slight Mediterranean skin tone. He fucked guys his own age, but preferred older guys and he loved dads. It was a power trip. Taking down a guy twice his age was an adrenaline rush. It was a rush that was beyond any other.

Vance relaxed and let the boy have his way. As much he was starting to hate the kid, he loved the way he fucked. He really knew how to hit that button in his ass and make him moan. He was solid and aggressive, just how he thought sex with a guy should be. Vance had bottomed before, but he found most younger guys wanted him to top them. Like he said, he didn’t hook up all the time but he had his fair share of cock and ass.

“There you go, old man. I knew the first time you looked at me that you wanted me. You were a little pathetic, though. Standing there, stealing looks at a kid the same age as yours. You were scared shitless that you wanted to fuck around but felt guilty because you didn’t want to be caught perving out on an eighteen-year-old.”

Fuck, Vance knew the kid was right. He spent the day with his son sharing a bonding experience, excited to be in college. When Keller caught his eye, his heart stopped, and he was instantly attracted to the jock. Keller made it obvious that he too found the DILF hot as fuck. The look in his eyes enforced the fact he wanted to fuck around with Vance.

The fuck-talk this kid spewed was slowly turning Vance on. He thought he hated the arrogant cocky things he was saying to him while fucking him. The more the kid took control and fucked his cock in and out of Vance’s muscular butt, the demeaning talk didn’t seem so bad.

“Fuck, your ass is so tight. You’re a hot fucker, you know that, dad? A hot fucking daddy.”

Vance moaned into the mattress. Gawd, this kid was incredible. So confident, so sure of himself. Vance couldn’t help but be flattered a kid this hot thought he was hot as well. Vance knew he was attractive; handsome, fit, great ass. The fact this kid was into him, made him feel young and desirable.

“Feel that? That’s my cock screwing your pussy. That’s right, your pussy. You’re a tight, wet pussy for my cock. Big, tough dad, getting screwed by a hot boy, loving me taking charge. I’ll tell you, you and I, were going to become very close over the next four years. You know it and I know it.”

That made Vance perk up. He didn’t think about how this could be a long-term arrangement. He didn’t think about that he would see Keller on campus every time he visited his son, Jason. He felt warm inside and a rush of adrenaline coursed through his body at the thought of getting fucked by Keller every time he was on campus. Suddenly, he was looking forward to Parent’s Weekend.

“You want that? Huh? You want me fucking your sloppy pussy?”

“Yes. Fuck, yes,” Vance whispered.

“You’re my dad-cunt? My hot, tight dad-cunt?”

“Uh huh.”

“What are you? Tell me. What are you?”

“Your dad-cunt.”

“Fucking hot. You are going to love my loads.”

“Keller?” Vance turned his head to see him.

“What, cunt?” he said has his pace quickened.

“Don’t tell Jason.”

Keller laughed. “Be a good cunt and I won’t. Do as I say, and stupid kid won’t find out his dad’s a homo.”

“Ok. Deal,” Vance agreed, relieved. “Keller?”

“What?”

“Cum inside me.”

He laughed again. “Dude, there was never any other option.”

Vance suddenly yearned for this kid’s cream to fill him up.”

“Going to dump my swimmers inside your gut, dad.”

“Yes. Do it, your fucking sexy stud,” Vance pleaded.

Keller chuckled as he started to pound into the DILF’s ass. He grunted with each slam. Vance cried out the whole time, loving the treatment he was receiving. Now, he wanted nothing more then to be used and abused by this kid. He wanted this kid to take over, tell him what to do, make him feel humiliated for letting this teenager treat him like a slut, a hole, to get off in. He felt the cock grazing his prostate and suddenly, he couldn’t hold off and he came into the sheets.

“That a boy! Fucking perv, man. Getting off on a kid about to blow in your ass.”

Vance shot off again. He felt the cock speed up faster and then one sharp thrust and he felt it expand and he heard Keller roar at the top of his lungs while tensing up and exploding his huge, sticky load into the man below him. It lasted a while until he fell onto Vance’s back, panting.

“FUCK!” Keller yelled out. “WHAT A HOT FUCK!”

Vance stayed still, relishing the weight of the jock on his back. He squeezed his ass cheeks, tightening around the cock inside of it. He was showing the fucker how much he loved him being inside.

“Kid, that was good. That was amazing,” Vance said as he panted.

“Good. Glad you liked it. Get used to it. I plan on planting cock inside you as much as I can.”

Vance smiled.

“I also expect you to visit at least twice a month,” Keller stated.

Vance flinched. “Twice a month? I can’t do that. What do I tell my kid why I’m visiting so much?”

“Who the fuck says he has to know? Figure it out,” Keller shrugged, not giving a shit how to do it, just fucking do it.

“Keller, you’re asking me to lie to my son.”

“Vance, that’s your name, right? I forgot right after you told me. Vance, it’s not my fucking problem. If you don’t want your son to find out you’re a sloppy cunt for some kid his age, you make it happen. Not. My. Fucking. Problem,” Keller said as he pulled out of Vance’s ass and rolled off the bed.

Vance turned and sat up, watching the hot jock find his clothes. He stared at him in awe and a little in fear.

“Problem?” the kid asked condescendingly.

Vance thought for a few seconds and realized his back was against a wall.

“No. I’ll make it happen,” Vance relented.

“I thought so,” Keller said as he grabbed his phone and stepped over to the bed. He pulled Vance up.

“Ok, dad. I’m out. Give me a kiss,” he said as he forcefully took Vance’s head and pulled it in for a kiss.

“Fuck, good kisser too,” Keller said with a smack to Vance’s toned ass.

Vance smiled again.

“Later,” Keller said, and he left.

Vance’s phone rang and he answered.

“Hey, dad,” Jason greeted.

“Hey. Having a good time?”

“Yeah. Where are you? You were supposed to meet me.”

Fuck, Vance thought. He lost track of time.

“Yeah, sorry. On my way. I took a nap at the hotel.”

“Cool. See you in a few,” Jason said and hung up.

Vance put the phone down, wiped down with a towel, no time to take a shower. Threw on some clothes and headed out the door with a big smile on his face thinking about the future fucks from his hot, top jock.