Five O’Clock Shadow
I was a guy possessed.
All week I thought about my four-hour hotel room encounter with BuiltDadTop1. All 6’3”, 250 pounds of blue-collar muscle. All week I walked around aching to have all 8 inches of his meaty cut cock. All week I thought about lying next to his big tanned body. His flat six pack abs. His gruff voice. His dark stubble.
I was out of control obsessed with him, with BuiltDadTop1, or Jeff, the mysterious online man I’d now met twice in person. The first time riding his cock in the back of his RAV4, the second getting pounded all over the room in a Motel6 nearby.
Every night since that hotel room I checked online, logging in, hoping to see BuiltDadTop1 come on. Every night my heart pounded. Every night I pretended to work on my computer, hoping that this big dominant man would come back.
But after a week, there wasn’t even a single message.
By Wednesday of the second week, when I still hadn’t heard from him, I left him a message:
Hey, it’s your hot little bottom boy here, hoping you haven’t disappeared on me. I want more. Let me know when you’re available and I’ll free myself up for you. I’d do anything to meet up with you again.
I stared at the message for a while, wondering if was being a bit too desperate, second guessing my word choices, but in the end my horniness won out. It’d been a long time since I had a big guy like him, and he seemed to be all my previous large muscled men all rolled into one: Joe’s size and build; Al’s gruff, dominant rough side; Wade’s sensuous but hard fucking style; Brian’s sensitive, passionate side for such a large man; and Professor’s Tom dirty side.
But after two weeks, and no messages I was starting to lose faith. Didn’t stop me from checking three times a day.
Finally, on the Friday while I was at work on the third week, I snuck on to the site on my phone and there was a message sent that morning. My heart flipped over as I read it.
Baby boy I am so sorry I haven’t been able to log on here and get a message to you sooner. It’s been a crazy couple of weeks for me, and all I can think about is sliding into your little boy hole and breeding you so fuckin deep. You have been on my mind non stop my sweet little boy, and I want you so fucking badly. If you see this message respond right away. I am free tonight, and have an idea where I can fuck you if you can make it. Let me know ASAP boy. xoxoDad.
It said BuiltDadTop1 was still online so I didn’t even hesitate, and responded.
I can be free for you Dad. Say when and where. I’m dying to see you. I’ll stay online till I hear from you. B xoxo.
My cock was fully erect when I hit send, so I slid my chair under my desk to try to hide it, trying to focus on something else. I kept checking my office door and tried to look as natural as I could as I watched the screen. After only a few minutes a chat request came up and there was BuiltDadTop1 with a “Hey baby boy are you still online?” message.
Yes I typed back quickly, into the chat box. Those three dots appeared and I waited with baited breath.
You working today boy?
I smiled a bit, and hit reply.
Yes. Till 4:30pm. Thank God it was Friday. Our office shut down early.
Sweet. Get that tight little ass to 33 Park Drive for 5 o’clock if you want to get pounded.
I hesitated, wondering if this was his house, or another spot for me to search out. I did a quick scan and saw it was residential area, but before I could respond he was already typing another message.
I have a place all to myself. I’ve been saving up my load for you baby boy. Come as you are. I want to see you in your work clothes and smell the day on you. Don’t be late.
I looked at my watch and noticed it was already 2 o’clock, so quickly messaged him back.
I’ll be there Dad.
Good boy. He responded. Before another message came up.
Dad’s missed his baby boy. Gonna make sweet hard love to you my little sweet thing.
Missed you too my man. I responded quickly. But then added another line.
I can’t wait to see you. You gonna be ready for me?
Dad’s been ready all fuckin week baby. Just you wait. You won’t be able to walk when I’m done with you.
I felt my dick twitch as I smiled and he signed off with one last message.
I need to go distract myself for a few hours so I don’t explode. See you soon sexy. XOXOXOXOXOX
And then he signed off, his notification now stating he was offline.
I did everything I could to distract myself, including sending a quick message to Allie that I was going out for a drink with some coworkers, which oddly enough she said she was too. For a moment I wondered if she was sneaking off to meet with someone else, but shook it off, feeling guilty enough.
And with shaky hands, I found myself pulling out of my work parking lot and heading towards the address that BuiltDadTop1, or Jeff as he had told me that first night in his car, had given me.
It was an older area in the city, with old Victorian homes surrounding a park area. I slowed down as I neared the house, and parked a few spots down once I passed it. It was one of those thin, two storey older homes with what looked like a third-floor attic, that was neatly kept and trimmed, with a perfectly lined walkway and renovated feel to it. Nervously I walked up to the front door, checking my watch to see that it was precisely 5 o’clock on the button.
I rang the doorbell with a quivering finger, but there was no need to wait as the door suddenly opened very slightly, with a large shadow standing behind it.
“You look fuckin hot.” I heard his deep voice say from the slightly opened crack between the door and the house.
I looked down at my gray dress pants and black shoes, at the black belt around my own flat abs, and my casual light grey dress shirt tucked into my pants, making me look lean and professional. I also noticed my bulge that I couldn’t hide.
The door peeled back a bit more and I saw the big bare foot first, before my eyes went right up to the bare torso now obvious as he pulled the door open slowly. He was in a pair of loose white-with-light-blue-stripes pajama bottoms. My breath caught, as he seemed to remember what I told him to wear when we met at the hotel room. And holy fuck did he look good again. His upper body naked and on display for me, his big smooth feet planted on the hallway carpet as he took a step back for me to see. And hard to miss, was the freeballing big thick cock pointing out in his pj bottoms to show me just how aroused he was.
“Is this your place?” I asked as I moved forward into the doorway.
“No.” was all he said as he reached for my hand and dragged me inside. The door was closed and his body was on mine, pressing me backwards against the door and his mouth went for mine.
There was the sounds of us breathing in through our noses as he wrapped his arms around my clothed body and he pulled me into, and upwards, into him. I smelled his freshly cleaned skin, with an air of citrus soap and woody cologne emanating from him as he lifted me off the floor, sliding a hand under my ass, making me wrap my legs around him, shoes and all. I felt his cock poking up at me as he pushed my back against the door and we made out for what seemed like forever, before he finally pulled his face just off mine, and I felt the burns from his 5 o’clock shadowed chin lingering on my jawline.
“Jesus, boy. I have been thinking about doing that all fuckin week.” He grinned, his voice low, before his eyes looked down at my lips again and he went back at it, kissing me with a wide opened mouth, hungrily attacking my tongue, sucking it back in a loud, desperate kiss.
I clung to him, hooking my shoes together around his bare back, feeling his massive body pressing me into the door way until he pulled his face of mine again, leaving a string of our spit between us.
“You’re driving me absolutely crazy Brian.” He whispered. “Better be careful. I may start stalking you.” He growled, and then turned around, carrying me into the house in his arms.
I hugged myself into him, breathing in his smell, feeling his boulder like shoulders against my cheek as he carried me into the living room, where a few towels were out, with a couple glasses and two bottled waters, and the electric fireplace going. A large patterned carpet was in front of it, with another body sized brown towel laying flat.
He brought me to it, then kneeled down at the foot of the towel and rested my back against the floor, onto the towel. I got a glimpse of him as he stood up, towering over me, his cock now threatening to pop out of the middle of his pj’s, before he knelt down at my feet.
“Just lay there baby boy. Dad’s gonna take care of you after your long day of work.” He grinned, reaching for my black shoe.
“Did you work today?” I asked, as he pulled one shoe off and then went for the other.
He glared back at my face with a grin. “Shhh. You don’t get to ask questions right now. You only get to make sounds. Got it boy?” If he wasn’t smiling, I may have been scared. But my throbbing cock seemed to speak for me, and I simply nodded, resting back on my elbows, staring at his lightly hairy massive pecs as they danced for me when he removed my second shoe.
His big fingers slid up my pant leg and pulled at the hem of my sock, peeling it down, freeing my size 9 foot. He repeated the motion on the other side, but instead of letting go, he brought my bare foot up to his face and placed it against his cheek, before he turned into it and kissed the bottom of my foot. I resisted giggling, staring instead at this hot blue-collar man breathing in my foot. He brought the second one to his lips, and held them there, before his tongue came out and he was licking and sucking on my toes as I watched his big muscled torso heave.
Then the big man was crawling around me, moving up to my face again with a low growl sound, his knees around my waist. I thought he was going to kiss me but he made me wrench my neck upwards to his teasing mouth before he grinned and sat back on me, pulling at the buttons on my shirt in a fast, almost rehearsed manner.
I felt like a rag doll as he practically ripped my shirt off me when a big hand pushed me back down and his fists went on either side of my arms.
“You are one sexy little muscled boy.” He groaned, kissing each nipple before he lifted his scruffy face and brought his lips to mine for a soft, quick kiss. “All fuckin mine.”
Then his tongue was out again and he licked my face, bringing his tongue down my neck and to my shoulders, down the middle of my pecs all the way down to my bellybutton where he paused and his big hands roughly undid my belt and slid it out of my pants.
In a frantic and furious manner, my pants were removed, leaving me in my black boxer briefs, before BuiltDadTop1 grabbed my bare ankles with his rough hands and twisted my body around so I was face down on the towel beside the fireplace.
His hands massaged my back and went down to the curve of my ass, before I felt the fingers dig into the waistband and my ass was exposed. But he didn’t remove my underwear. The scruffiness of that 5 o’clock shadow now scraped my smooth butt and the sounds of kisses filled the room. I glanced over my shoulder to see the handsome face of him buried in between my cheeks, his big hands holding me apart, his tongue slurping out in between my crack while he made the hungriest sounds.
“Yeah baby. You taste so fuckin good. Been thinking about your Dad all day?” His eyes flashed up at me as his tongue probed. I couldn’t help but lift my bottom up and moan as he feasted.
His big hands moved again and he peeled my briefs off, me helping, feeling my hard cock escape finally and rest against the towel as I felt him freeing my body from my last piece of clothing. He didn’t take off his pj bottoms, just went back to my ass, burying his face into it again, spreading my legs wider, breathing and moaning into me.
I closed my eyes and turned my face to the fireplace, enjoying the feeling of being rimmed to high heaven, feeling the cool air, or the sandpaper feel of his chin, or the wet warm tongue, or the thick, pushing fingers.
When he stood up I was more than ready to be fucked.
I watched his big bare feet step around me as the pajama bottoms pooled at his ankles, and he stepped out of them. He moved to where my head was, and stood before me. I looked up to see his massive rod standing at full attention, his hand wrapped around it, slowly stroking it as he looked down at me.
“C’mere baby boy. Get that beautiful face on my dick right now.” He didn’t have to ask twice as I was already pushing myself up and moving to that big cock. I grabbed the base with one hand, remembering the heaviness and thickness of it as I swallowed it straight down my throat and gagged. “That’s it baby. Get it all nice and wet and hard before I fuck that ass.”
My hand went around his thick leg as I moved into him, pressing my body up against his leg as his hand moved to my hair. He face fucked me gently, standing over me like the powerful man he was, breathing deeply as I worked his cock.
With a gasp, he pulled back and bent over me, sliding another wet digit into my upturned ass as I sucked his cock down.
“You ready for me baby? Want Dad’s big dick again? You hungry little slut.” He slapped my ass hard and I squealed out, pulling off his cock and gave him a wicked grin. “Yeah you like that don’t you? Such a little whore for this cock aren’t you baby?”
He was moving now, stepping around me.
“Get on your hands and knees baby, like the little slut you know you are.” As I did, he knelt behind me and started to slap his heavy cock against my ass, smacking it again and again as his other hand massaged my cheeks. “I have been dreaming about sliding into this hole every night since I fucked you last.” He moaned behind me, rubbing the head of his dick now up and down my ass, teasing my hole.
I was watching him over my shoulder. He was focused on my butt, watching his cock move up and down, grinning to himself as he played with me. But then his eyes looked up and he saw me watching him, sending a huge smile over his handsome face.
“You want it baby?” he whispered, raising one eyebrow.
“Yes Dad.” I moaned back, pushing my ass backwards against him.
He grabbed my waist with one hand and lined up the head of his cock to my hole. “Then it’s all yours baby.” He said and shoved it straight into me fast, with one deep thrust.
I moaned so loud as his body met mine, his hip against my backside, his one hand covering my mouth.
“Shhh shhh shhh.” His face was beside mine, his upper body over my back, his dick buried inside me. “Don’t want to make the neighbours come running. Or do you? I remember how much you liked getting fucked in the window.” He pulsed inside me and I felt my body relaxing as his hot breath seeped into my ear. “Maybe I should take you out to the front porch and fuck you silly right there for the whole fuckin neighbourhood to see. Bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
I couldn’t help but groan as I breathed through my nose, with his hand covering my mouth. My eyes looked at him, and he grinned again, removing his hand as his lips covered mine in a soulful kiss. When he broke off, he held my face close to his.
“Don’t worry baby. Dad’s gonna fuck you in public next.” He groaned and then started to fuck my ass hard, right there on the floor beside the fireplace, for the next hour.
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