Daddy's Home

Chapter 3: Boy Tastes Bull

I had resisted my new stepfather for a week, but he didn’t make it easy. It was like a game he was playing, saying innuendos in front of my mother, watching me for my reactions. He’d sit close to me on the couch when my mother was in the opposite chair, letting his leg push up against me. He’d hand me things, lingering a bit when our fingers touched at the pass off. He’d step behind me, placing his big hand on my lower back and purposefully breathe down my neck as he moved around me to get something. Once, as he reached for a glass behind me as I stood at the counter, he pushed his crotch into me, giving me a little “Sorry, had to reach over you” as he winked at me.

He really turned it on by the end of the week, announcing he was going to shower when he arrived home from the gym that Monday morning when my mom was getting ready for work. I was sure he planned it, knowing that we were finally going to be alone together, almost expecting me to spy on him in the shower. His upper body was magnificent, even with his hard beer gut. He had huge pecs that I was sure that he could make dance. The thick silver chain hung nicely around the bulging muscles of his neck and shoulders. He was playing a game, wanting me to make the next move after he initiated the temptation that morning last week in the kitchen. And it was working, because I was becoming infatuated with him, jerking off at night at just the thought of him.

The things I had already done during that week: I had already crept silently to their bedroom door and opened it, seeing his big bare foot on top of the sheets as he slept; I had already watched him secretly working outside from my bedroom window, studying the way he moved as he cut the grass, the way his forearms flexed and rippled; I had just taken one of his jocks and had filled my head with his scent; I had already spied on him in the shower before he came to my bedroom.  I got a view of his upper body and that amazing chest as he soaped up, and even a lovely sight of his bubbled smooth ass as he stood under the stream in their bathroom.

There was a lot I was thinking about when it came to big Al. This big Bull of a man who was now living with my mother and teasing the hell out of me, waiting for me to make the next move. But I guess he had enough waiting, because the minute my mother went to work that Monday morning, he appeared in my doorway in his towel, freshly showered and ready to ramp it up.

For the first time since I’d be back, Al and I were finally alone in the house together: Al in the shower; me with a head full of fantasies.

I didn’t expect the fantasies to come true this quickly. Al had appeared in my doorway, letting me know it was okay, that he knew about me. And how he wanted it too. He had pulled me in for a kiss, discarded his towel and told me his bed was bigger.

My heart was thumping as I hurried towards their room, Al’s naked body burned into my head as he left my room.

I moved down the hallway, hearing the sounds of his bed creaking. I pictured him getting on it, naked, his huge body splayed out for me. I didn’t know what to expect as I rounded the corner of their doorway and sucked in air. But there he was, laying back on the bed, sitting up with his back against the headboard, his big feet pointed in my direction as he slowly pulled on his big cock, waiting for me.

“What took you so long?” He said quietly as I walked into their bedroom. Al was sitting in the middle of their bed, his thick cock in his hand, his bull sized balls hanging between his spread legs. He watched me move to the end of the bed and then held up a hand. “Stop there.”

I was facing him, the soles of his feet just inches from me as I looked as his beefy body on the bed.

“Take off your clothes there. I want to see my new boy’s impressive body.” He said with a grin, letting his big cock slap against his stomach as he played with it.

I slowly pulled my tee upwards, over my head and tossed it sideways. He let go of his cock again, letting out another loud slap against his gut before he put his hands behind his head, widening his lats and letting out a loud, slow exhale through his lips.

“Nice. VERY nice. And smooth.” He raised one eyebrow and grinned at me, and then lifted his chin to indicate I keep going.

I slid down my track pants revealing my boxer briefs and saw him frowning.

“You’re not wearing my jock?”

How did he know already, I thought as he grinned at me.

“I noticed the bathroom door was opened a bit wider and figured you were spying on me. At least I hoped you were. And then my underwear drawer was a little messed up and I thought to myself, what a horny little boy you are.” He gave me a wide smile and he flexed both his biceps as his hands remained clasped behind his head. “So I figured it was time and with your mother gone for the day, what better time than the present.” He squinted at me, tilting his head to the side and letting his eyes roam down my smooth muscled body. “And here you are.”

It was like a standoff. I crossed my arms across my chest as Al shifted his ass on the bed, still staring down at me with that shit eating grin of his, like he won. But I wasn’t going to give in that easily.

“I know you’ve been teasing me.” I said with my own grin, trying my hardest not to look at his naked body splayed out before me on their king sized bed.

“Yeah? Well, I had to be sure you were into me.” He moved his right arm and took hold of his cock again, lifting it up to show me. It was thick, beer can thick, and about the same length as mine, a good 8 inches or more from the looks and comparison to mine. It had a slight cap to the head, with the shaft thick from top to base. He sort of waved it at me. “And I’m not teasing any more. Come and taste it boy. I’ve been saving up a big load for this day.”

I could feel my body shaking a bit in anticipation. I was definitely turned on by this man. And the fact that he was with my mother made it even more taboo that I couldn’t seem to control my own desires.

I took a step closer to the bed and looked down at his feet. I resisted the urge to touch them, but they looked so incredibly sexy it was hard not to ignore them.

“You sure you want to do this?” I asked, looking right up to him as he slowly moved his hand up and down his shaft as he stared down at me. My heart thumping so loudly in my chest I was sure he could hear it.

He nodded down at me. “Oh I’m sure.” He flicked his cock again, letting it smack against that solid belly and put his arms up again, clasping his hands behind his head. “Get that hot muscled body up here and come and get it boy.”

I crawled up onto the bed still in my underwear and moved in between his thick legs. I didn’t touch him, but moved around him, until my legs went over his and he let out a small moan and shifted under me. Then my hands touched his upper thigh and the heat of his body ignited me.

His cock was big, and perfect looking. The head of it like a cap around an already meaty shaft. There was already a drop of pre-cum on the tip and I instinctively licked my lips.

“That’s right boy. Taste your new Dad.” His whispered voice was like a drug and I slowly reached a hand to his meat, grabbing the heavy balls underneath and watching his cock flex up in surprise. He took a deep breath in and took my head in his hands and pulled me into his crotch, aiming his cock at my opening mouth and shoving it all the way into my throat, smothering me against his still damp pubes.

I groaned and took it all the way in, my mouth stretching at the girth of him, choking and gagging as the head of his dick hit the back of my throat. But he held me there, pressed into his groin, letting out a loud groan before he pulled back and released my tear stained face.

“Fuck yeah boy!” He growled down at me, turning my head upwards and forcing a thumb into my lips. “I have been waiting for this!” He sneered down at me, bending towards me and pushed my mouth open wider with his fingers and thumbs and spit into me before he shoved my head back down onto his cock and back into my mouth. I swear his cock grew more, making it feel even wider and longer than the first gulp.

So this was how he wanted to play. Game on, I thought to myself as I grabbed his massive thighs and showed him just what I could do.

I took it all, swallowing down his monster thick cock, grabbed his bull sized nuts and tugged on them and gave him a blow job to make him moan and squirm on his bed. He tried skull fucking my head but I enjoyed it. He pulled my hair and spit into my mouth a second time, but I growled in pleasure and smiled up at him. I worshipped that dick like the cock whore I had become, until he pulled my head back and lifted me up under the arms towards him.

“Take that underwear off boy. You’re in for it now.” He said to my face before he pushed me sideways to the right side of the bed and hopped off. He walked around the bed like a tiger studying its prey as I did, quickly stripping out of my briefs, freeing my own cock. His eyebrows went up as he looked at my hard 8 inches. “Nice. Turn over.” He said with a hand gesture to make his point. I went on my hands and knees and arched my back and wiggled my ass, staring at him as he paced at the side of the bed.

He crawled onto the bed on his knees, coming at me with a look of lust and smacked my ass. “You want this don’t you?”

I nodded as he pulled my head back to his cock and I sucked it back. I was on fire, finally getting what he had teased to me all week. And I was going to taste this man.

“Easy boy. Don’t be too hungry now.” He groaned over me as a wet finger slid down my ass and found my puckered hole.

“What’s the matter? Not enough stamina? Only good for one round?” I moaned as I stroked his cock under my lips.

I heard him laugh quietly and he smacked my ass again which startled me. “I don’t want to break you just yet. I like to play with my food first.” He moved around and bent over me, finding my hole with his tongue and began to dig into my ass. I arched more, hanging on to his cock with my fist as I felt his tongue pushed into me. He growled louder and kept slapping my ass with his big hands. “I am going to fuck the hell out of you. Any chance I can get.”

I groaned and went back to work on his cock. I became determined to get his load. I wasn’t sure in the hungry state he was in that I should get fucked, so I focused. It was working because he stopped attacking my ass and moved more in front of me, holding my head and leaning back on his feet as he knelt before me on the bed, fucking my face.

“Yeah boy. You’re working your Dad’s cock like a fuckin’ pro. You hungry boy?” His voice was deeper and more guttural than before and his hands were all over me as I worked his cock. I pulled back long enough to say YES and went back to work. He shifted and kicked his legs out so he was lying down on his back completely and pulled me back down. I climbed over those big legs and let my body drape over him as I worked his cock with my mouth and hands, getting it all wet with my spit and anticipating his load.

It didn’t take long in this position.

“Oh fuck yeah work that dick boy. I knew you were a little slut when you stole my jock.” His words only made me work harder. “Didn’t know you were this hungry! Fuck yes!”

I looked up to see he had his head back. His chest was puffed up and his own body was in tensing up. He looked down at me and grabbed the sides of my head. “Oh fuck yeah boy. Suck it out of me!” he nodded and watched me. “You want my load boy? You gonna swallow Daddy’s cum?” He moaned at me.

I didn’t stop, just grabbed the base and kept moving my mouth up and down his shaft as my piercing eyes glared up at him. He moaned louder and grabbed the sides of my head and bucked his hips up into me. “Fuck yeah then. Take it boy. Here it comes!” He yelled and really rammed up into my mouth. I closed my eyes and took the drilling.

I felt the cum blast into my throat as he roared out and I choked, grabbing the base and swallowing what I could while working it all out of the throbbing shaft. I tried to keep it all in, slurping and gagging. I worked with his thrusting hips and loud groans and grunts, swallowing what I could and sucking up what was spilling on his shaft. His cock never softened, which helped me drain him as that shaft remained like a steel pole. As the bucking subsided I opened my eyes to see him staring down at me, his big hands still holding the side of my face. I think I groaned just from his look as I licked my lips in satisfaction. He tasted just as amazing as he looked and I couldn’t help but smile widely at him.  

And he grinned back at me. Widely.

“Now that you’ve had a taste of bull, you’re going to want it every day.” He winked at me as I let go of his big cock and wiped my mouth with my hand. He beckoned me with a finger to his face and I crawled over his body like a sexy feline. One hand on my head he pulled me up to his face and he kissed me, deeply, swallowing my tongue and groaning as he tasted his own cum from my lips. His other hand snaked down my body to my ass and his finger poked at my entrance.

“Now I’m going to give you a taste of what it’s like to be fucked by a bull.”

I pulled off him with an inquisitive look.

“You didn’t think that was it did you?” He laughed and gave me a little slap on the face. “This is only the beginning my boy. I’m going to fuck you senseless now.”

And with that, he flipped me off him and pulled at my legs, turning me onto my stomach and then spreading my legs wide. He spit into my ass and rubbed his saliva into my waiting hole, before he moved closer.

With a smack of his still raging hard cock against my ass, I turned and looked at his big muscled frame between my legs. “Get ready boy. Daddy’s gonna make this his new home now.”