Daddy's Home

Bull Plays with Boy

I spent the entire morning on Sunday anticipating Al’s return. I had yet to hear from my mother, no doubt enjoying herself on her ‘girls’ weekend’ away, leaving me with the entire place to myself for the weekend. Saturday I spent alone, cleaning up and reminiscing about the UPS delivery guy on Friday night – which I’m sure Al arranged – and the “package” he delivered. Even though I thought Jamie, the blonde muscled hunk of a delivery guy was the true gift, I still had the lifelike dildo in my room, yet to be tried out. I figured Al wanted to play with it with me, so I couldn’t wait for my big bull of a stepfather to get home. I’m sure he wanted to hear all about my adventures from Friday night, and how proud he’d be that I finally shook my ass for someone else’s cock at last.

When the phone rang that Sunday afternoon, I figured it was mom telling me she was back over the border and was on her way home. I nonchalantly answered the portable from the kitchen wall, giving a normal ‘Hello’ into the mouthpiece.

“How’s my sexy boy? You miss your big Daddy?” Al’s sexy deep voice shot through my ear canal and seemed to vibrate my loins.

I growled into the receiver, leaning against the wall and automatically shoving a hand down my loose cotton shorts, into my underwear and grabbed my cock as it came to life with just the sound of his voice. “I do! When will you be home?” I purred into the phone. I could hear noise, like he was on the move somewhere, or outside, and it made me smile. “Where are you? You still on the road?”

He let out a low sound from his throat and then cleared it and spoke closer into the phone. “I just dropped off the truck. I’ve got my flip phone and heading to my own truck now so I’ll be home in about 20 minutes. Your mom home yet?”

My heart fluttered and my stomach turned. “Nope. Not yet.” I could feel my pulse racing as I thought about his big muscular body, and that big bull sized package he had for me.

“You better be ready for me then boy. I’ve been saving up my load for you and I’m going to dump it in you as soon as I walk through that door before your mom gets back. Be ready.”

I already was ready. I had showered and prepped, hoping he’d be home soon. “I’m ready. Haven’t even eaten lunch so get here fast and I’ll welcome you home!” I was pacing now, staring at the door as if he was going to walk through it already.

I heard the sound of his pickup truck starting as he fumbled with the phone. “Have you played with the package I sent you yet?”

I pictured the dildo and grinned. “Not yet. But I played with the big guy you sent to deliver it though.” I couldn’t help smile wider thinking of the blonde hulk, with his lizard tattoo around his navel and the smoothness of his muscled body.

“Oh yeah? My boy let someone play with him finally?” I heard his voice catch in surprise, as if he didn’t already know.

“Hurry home and I’ll tell you all about him.” I teased, still groping my now erect cock, my shorts underneath my balls, thinking about Al’s bearded face talking to me through the phone.

“Did you let him fuck that sweet little ass?” His voice went gravelly, like it was growling as he spoke and he sounded firm.

I hesitated, unsure of what the right answer was. “Isn’t that what you wanted?”

He snickered. “Damn right. I told you I want you to shake that hot ass all over town to see what you can catch with that sweet little ass.”

I grinned, listening to the sounds surrounding his deep voice as I pictured him racing through traffic to get to me. “Well…yeah, I did. He fucked me right at the front door.”

Al let out a loud howl suddenly, ending with a long whistle. “You little slut. Look at you, showing off Daddy’s little hole and whoring yourself out. Good boy.” His voice went lower. “Was he good?”

“Not as good as you.” I tried to match the tone of his voice, lowering my octave and egging him on.

“Mmmm. Good answer boy. You missed your big bull that much you needed another cock eh?” I heard him inhale deeply. “I knew you would. That’s why I sent you that fake dick. So you can shove it your little ass when I’m gone and think of me.”

I looked down at my own eight inches, the smoothness of my shaft, the length of my own cock, the perfectly shaped head on it looking like a picture perfect piece of meat. “It looks a lot like yours.”

I heard his grunt, and the sound of his flicker going on in his truck. “That’s the idea. Why don’t you go open yourself up and get yourself ready for Daddy with it.”

I looked into my closet for where I had put it and smiled, squeezing my cock in my hand at the idea. “Seriously?”

“Fuck yeah. Stretch that hole for me baby, so I can slide right in as soon as I see you.” His voice was breathless, the sounds of traffic around him almost drowning him out. But I heard every word clearly.

I started walking with the phone to my bedroom, where I had hidden the box with the dildo in it in the top far corner of my closet, away from my mom’s snooping eyes where she couldn’t reach it. “Now?”

“Yeah. Now. While I’m talking to you. While I’m driving. Lube it up and let me hear you playing with it.”

I cradled the phone in my shoulder after I had pulled it down from the top shelf of my closet and was now opening the box. I took it out, feeling the firmness of the dildo while enjoying the soft fleshy feel of it. It was heavier than I expected, and somewhat pliable. It felt like a real dick should, thick and erect but with a little give to it. And it looked a remarkable lot like Al’s big dick.

“Do it on my bed. Where you can spread out.” Al’s voice said loudly into my ear as I eyed the tool in my hand. My dick was still hanging out of my shorts, so I kicked them down, pulled off my shirt and walked naked to my mom and Al’s bedroom.

“Okay I’m heading to your bed.”

“You naked yet?” He growled into the phone.

“Yes.”

He groaned for me and I heard the signal flickering again. “I’ll be home before you know it boy so get my little hole all wet and ready.”

I knew where the lube was in his nightstand, so I grabbed the small hand towel from their ensuite, and moved to Al’s side of the bed and flopped down on it as I listened to Al’s breathing over the phone, and the sound of him driving to me.

“You really want me to try this out now?” I leaned back on the bed, my feet planted on the covers and my knees bent. I pulled on my own cock before I took the giant looking fleshy dildo in my hand.

“Tease your ass with it.” His voice was husky in my ear, as if he was lying right beside me. “Close your eyes and think of me.”

“I already am.” I grinned into the phone. Cradling the receiver again, I applied a small dab of lube on the head of the tool and rubbed it in, and then reached down in between my legs to rub it against my hole. I breathed in deeply at the sensation of the wet toy, and let out a little giggle.

Al groaned into the phone. “Are you rubbing it against your hole? Tell me what you’re doing.”

“Yes.” I hissed, feeling suddenly relaxed and scooted further down the bed, keeping one leg bent while I straightened the other one out and pushed the head of the dildo with a little more pressure against my own opening. “I’m rubbing the head of it against my hole and I’m getting it all lubed up.”

“Get yourself nice and ready for me boy. That’s my hole and I’m going to plow you good and hard for being such a bad boy.”

“Oh yeah?” I moaned, feeling myself starting to give in as I tested the toy. “I think you like me being a bad boy.”

He growled louder and I heard him sucking in air through his mouth. “You have no idea.”

I slapped the phallus against my ass suddenly, feeling how lifelike it felt in my hands, the heaviness of it, and the way I was writhing on the bed.

“It is in you yet?” Al snarled at me over the phone.

“Almost.” I pushed the head of the tool firmly at my entrance, and then pushed my own body forward. I gasped into the phone as the head popped in me, and Al groaned right along with me.

“There you go. Oh fuck baby! Wish it was me?”

“Fuck yes.” I hissed back at him, letting my head fall backwards against his pillow as I shut my eyes, picturing Al’s beefy body over me as my body responded to the invasion. I gripped the base of the dildo firmly and rotated it, my legs moving wider as if they had a mind of their own. I was in control of this thing, and I was now registering how my body was shaking with each slight twist and shove.

“It’ll be my dick soon enough baby.” Al panted. “You got it all in there? Feel good?”

“Fuck yes. It feels good.” I looked between my legs at my own grip on the base, holding it still, slightly shaking as I realized it was only halfway in. “It’s about half in.”

I moaned into the phone as I played with this thing in my ass, barely hearing what Al was saying, only answering in mumbled sounds as I got into this. I wasn’t sure what was turning me on more: the fake cock in my ass, Al’s voice in my ear, me picturing it was actually Al fucking me, or the fact I was in control of the device now sending shivers through me.

I closed my eyes, listening to Al’s commands, telling me to ease it in and out, to turn it slightly, to try to push more of it in, to let go of it and just hold my legs and imagine him staring down at me.

And then Al said firmly. “I’m pulling in the driveway. I’m coming for you boy. Don’t move.”

My eyes flew open and I stopped moving, hearing the sound of his truck door shutting. I had both my hands under my thighs: the dildo about three quarters of the way inside me. I let my head fall back and stared up at the ceiling, feeling so full already with this fake thing in me. The sound of the front door opening made my heart race even faster.

“Daddy’s home boy!” Al’s deep voice shouted down the hall and I heard his movements as he dropped his bag, tossed his keys, kicked off boots and padded heavily towards me. I stared at the doorway, matching the sounds of him walking with my own anticipation, the phone laying beside my naked body as he stepped into view.

His grin said it all, his eyes squinting over me at the X-rated sight of me on his bed. “Oh fuck boy! There’s a sight for sore eyes!” His hands lifted his tee up and over his head, revealing his muscular bearish chest, making me groan loudly as I felt the thick dildo move as I clenched, responding to the sight of my big man stripping in front of me. His belt buckle was already undone, his pants open as if he had been jerking his cock off already in his truck as he talked to me. Two big thumbs went to his jeans and he lowered them, underwear and all, his bull sized cock already hard, throbbing in thickness, and pointing straight ahead at me. I watched him pull his pants off, one thick sock at a time, his bearded face grinning at me as he moved to the bed completely naked and crawled towards me.

He went for my face first, grabbing the back of my neck to bring me into his full lips, his tongue out to meet mine in a sloppy, throaty kiss. He had a minty taste, like he had just chomped on a mint, but the scent of his body made me realize this was a man home from work, and my reaction was instant, breathing him in, flinging my arms around his massive shoulders to hug him. His skin felt hot to my touch, like he was on fire for me just as much as I was for him. His groan filled my mouth as we ate each other’s faces.

His other hand moved down my body between my legs and he grabbed the nuts of the dildo and pushed it in suddenly, all the way, making me gasp in his mouth and dig my fingers into his back. My eyes flew open, and I saw his were as well, watching me with an evil grin as he backed away from my lips to stare down at the intrusion in my hole.

“Look at my naughty boy. You like playing with your own ass boy?” He kissed me before I could answer, his body moving over me as he twisted and pulled at the dildo in me. I moaned with every turn of the cock, writhing on the bed as he loomed over me, watching me, smiling, enjoying the scene he was causing with just a flick of his wrist and shove of his hand. He was working me good with that fake dick, my hands now on the bed clutching the sheets as he fucked me with it.

“You ready for the real thing now?” He snarled at me, leaning over me to kiss me in between my groans.

“YES!” I moaned loudly as he yanked the fake cock from me at the same time I answered.

He moved into me quickly, lining up his cock and with one direct movement, holding my one leg with his right hand. Without any additional spit, he simply pushed it against my hole and then rammed forward into me to replace the dildo with his own meaty dick. My hands went to his shoulders and I felt him slide right in, all the way, his pubes brushing against my smooth ass. The warmth was incredible, the heat from his dick a shocking difference from the lubed up cold one I had. Even though I was gaping for him, he still managed to stretch me wider, making me dig my fingers into his flesh as he drove his cock into me to the hilt, pushing me up further onto the bed, and holding himself still as I felt his cock twitch and throb in me.

“Yeah, Daddy’s home alright.” He groaned, and then lowered his heavy body onto me and scooped me into him, his arms sliding under me, his head moving to the side of my face, his legs pushing my own open. “This is Daddy’s home right here!” I felt like a doll in his arms, his entire body covering mine as he began to hump, hard and fast, as if he had been fantasizing about this the entire ride home.

He didn’t speak, just closed his eyes and fucked me. My legs dangled over him, but my hands grabbed his back muscles tightly. I was moaning with every hard pump in me, making nonstop sounds as he fucked me like the bad boy I was. His mouth was on my shoulder, kissing me roughly, pushing my head sideways so he could lick my face or spit into my mouth. He didn’t kiss me as we both made sounds with every hard thrust – he just manhandled me as he continuously pounded my body.

He rose up on his fists, hanging over me like the gorilla he was, his large pecs squeezed together as I hung onto his thick neck. Looking down at me he told me to open my mouth and he let a large glob of spit drop into my mouth before he leaned over me and kissed me at last till I swallowed him. He grinned at me, rising up further so he was resting back on his knees, and grabbed my tiny waist and held on to me.

“Here it comes baby.” Was all he said as he lifted his chin to the sky and fucked me till he came. Loud grunts filled the room, our bodies moving as one. He grabbed my own cock and started jerking me as he shuddered his load into me, his eyes on me, watching me respond to the feeling of getting his load dumped into me while trying to hold on as he stroked my cock.

My body went into spasms, my hands went to the bed sheets as I arched my body into his, pressing my ass hard against him to feel his thick cock deeper. I groaned loud as I released my own sperm as his cock continued to pump into me long after his explosion. He cheered me on, with every spurt of cum landing on my body, giving me a few hard deep thrusts to ensure he had planted every drop inside me.

His face crushed mine, kissing me so hungrily I thought he’d keep fucking me. But he pulled out and backed off the bed just as quickly, leaving me panting wildly suddenly looking up at him standing at the end of the bed, frozen in his spot.

“Fuck!” He suddenly looked at me with wide eyes, not moving, holding his large hands up to shush me. And then I heard it too. There was the sound of a car door very near to us, voices just outside coming from the front of our house, a laugh we recognized and I sat up suddenly on the bed.

We both realized as we stared at each other that my mother was home from her trip.