Yes Sir

Every time I went into his office, I felt that rush of adrenaline, knowing that he had fucked me over his desk. I swear I could still see my handprint on his blotter. I could still smell the aroma of him everywhere I went in his office, and mine as well. His scent was on me, marked with me, that I couldn’t get it out of my system. And whenever I saw him, my heart stopped.

It had been two days since the intense rutting over his desk. I became quiet, willing myself to be calm whenever he was around. But the day after our daring romp in his office he wasn’t in the building, which helped my nerves and my desires. Even though I hadn’t seen him that day, I knew he was present. I could sense it. I could feel it. I could smell him.

I was taking a document to the photocopier when I spotted him the next day, surrounded by three other coworkers. There he was, my boss, Dennis Gibson standing a good few inches above all of them, outweighing them by 40 pounds or more, and looking wider than ever. He had no jacket or tie on, just a crisp collared dress shirt with the neck open, sleeves rolled up exposing his massive forearms. He had spotted me walking by as I glanced over at the group of them, and he gave me an imperceptible glare. I knew that glare. It was a hunter spotting its prey.

I think I gave him the same glare in return. The way I was feeling at the moment, I was wondering just who was hunting who?

I continued on my walk down the hallway, feeling his eyes on my back. I purposefully walked slower, making sure my bubbled butt was doing its job. It had been two days after all. I was in need of my big Daddy.

I didn’t expect him to follow, so I was a bit surprised when I turned to leave the small photocopier room to see him filling out the doorway.

“Brian.” He simply said with that grin. That sexy as fuck grin. That grin that hid the words “I want you now” behind his curled lips.

I stopped in my tracks, feeling my breath halt and my body freeze in desire. A surge of butterflies went through me. “Mr. Gibson.” I said softly.

“Got a minute?” He asked loudly and stepped back, indicating for me to return to my office.

“Sure thing.” I repeated in an equal volume and slid past his body, breathing him in as I moved past him, brushing my ass against his crotch on purpose. I heard him inhale, and knew he was just as hot for me as I was for him. Two days have felt like forever.

He closed the door behind me as I moved to the middle of my small office and turned around to see him standing with a hand up against the top of the door, holding it shut. With his other hand he closed the blind on my door, staring at me with his lips slightly parted.

“C’mere.” Was all he said.

I was on him in a flash, the sounds of us breathing in deeply filled the office as our lips smashed together. His big arm came around me, pulling me into him as our tongues met in a wide open mouthed kiss. His other hand remained on the door, just in case.

He backed against the door, letting go of his hold on the doorframe and grabbed my ass with both hands as we continued our desperate kiss. He lifted me off the floor, rubbing me against his body as low growls emitted from his throat. And then he set me down, and pushed me away.

The bulge was noticeable. His crotch barely containing the giant erection. He grabbed the outline and adjusted, lifting a leg with a laugh. “Jesus boy. One kiss and I’m ready to rape you.”

I too had my own problem as I pulled at my own dick attempting to burst from my pants. “You better take a minute.” I said grinning, wiping the spit from the sides of my mouth. He put his big paw back onto the side of the door and put his other hand on his hip, gazing at me.

“Can you come by tonight? I have something for you.” His face was serious, and he looked like he was almost panting as he stared at me.

I thought for a moment, thinking about the day and what we were doing at home. “I can see.”

There was a moment of silence as we just stared at each other. Me looking at my big strapping boss in front of me. Mr. Gibson’s chest rising and falling slightly as he breathed, his crotch slowly returning to a more normal state. Then he licked his lips and smiled at me. “See.” He opened the door but remained in the doorway still staring at me. “Check in with me before you leave.” He winked at me without changing his expression, then pointed a finger at me. “Keep up the good work. You deserve a reward for all you’re doing.” His smile spread across his face. I knew he was saying it for the ears that could be listening outside the open door, but I also read on his expression what he was really saying.

“Yes Sir.” I responded with my own smile.

He paused for a moment as if he was going to say something else before he started to move. “I expect to hear about your availability.” He brought his big hands together in a clap and then turned to walk away, my eyes darting to his round meaty ass as he walked away.

I managed to get through the rest of the day somewhat focused, having figured out the nighttime routine and made a plan with Allie to head over to my bosses after the kids were in bed. Which also gave me time to get ready for Mr. Gibson.

Dennis was pleased to hear that I would be able to make it after 8pm. We weren’t alone when I told him, so his simple response of “That will be perfect” was enough for me to know to make my way over. And until then, my heart was racing and my mind was elsewhere as I wondered just what he had for me.

I was completely taken in by him. There was an air of my baseball coach about him, tall and muscular with that dad-type hunger, but with more dominance. There was a connection of his power over me like my professor, which I was now seeming to enjoy more with my boss. There was a bond I was building with him like I had with other older men prior. With Joe it was a solid relationship. But with Dennis there was a different element, of being owned and dominated beyond my other experiences. This felt so new to me, like I was being drawn into something beyond my control. In fact, he was the one in control.

I practically ran up his front walkway when I finally got to his house in the secluded wooded area, the kids down for the night, the wife sending me off on my way to “help” my boss. I felt a twinge of guilt as I knocked on the door, knowing I wasn’t coming to help my boss, but rather cumming with my boss.

The door opened slowly, revealing the insides of the familiar house, the foyer beyond fairly dark. As the door opened further, he came into view, Mr. Gibson, Dennis, my boss, standing in a pair of big black boots, his thick muscled legs looking downright amazing as my eyes trailed up the bare flesh to a black leather jock housing the big package I was coming to sample. A leather harness was across his mighty chest, silver buckles hanging from the leather material, his naked torso on display in all its glory. On his head was a black leather cap sunk low over his brow, his beard finishing the picture of the handsome boss that was all mine. It was like a porn scene, all Tom of Finland, my half naked Leather Daddy ready to be worshipped. All that was missing was a whip.

“Fuck me.” I breathed out.

“That’s the plan.” He grinned, reaching a big mitt out to my arm to pull me inside.

This man never ceased to amaze me. So straight laced in the workplace, so successful in this big house, so built and sexy. And then behind the scenes, a man lusting for a boy, ravishing my body like an animal. This felt like a dream.

He held me at arm’s length as I took him in, his hairy chest, the way his pecs looked surrounded by the leather harness, the way his bulge hung in his jock against those meaty thighs, and those boots…. I pictured myself on my knees in front of him.

“What do you think?” He said, tilting his head up, thickening his neck as he peered at me under his hat.

“Sexy as hell Sir.” I said, reaching out to grab his chest and feel the power of his muscles combined with the softness of the leather.

“I thought you might like this side of me.” He took a small step forward, moving his hands up the sides of my arms making me shiver. His thick fingers traced their way up my neck and to the sides of my face. I found myself turning into his hand, opening my mouth, feeling his thumb move between my lips. I sucked it back, my eyes turning to his as he watched me.

“Good boy.” He said quietly, feeding me his index finger as well.

I sucked them in, moving my hand up to his, feeling the smoothness of his white collar hands under my smaller ones as he pushed his finger deeper into my mouth, his other hand caressing the side of my face.

“Such a good little boy.” He whispered as he removed his finger and worked his thumb in, holding my chin with his other fingers. He lifted his chin looking at me, as if he was deciding what to do next. Then he stepped back and crossed his mighty arms over his mountainous pecs and smiled at me. “Show me what a good little boy you really are.”

I stood there for a moment, taking him in. His pecs looked huge, surrounded by the straps and buckles. His nipples ached to be kissed, licked. His dick filling his black leather jock. His legs silhouetted in the light, curved from his waist down to the top of his boots. It was like looking at a giant popsicle and I didn’t know where to lick first.

I slowly sank down to my knees, my eyes staring up at him as he watched me. I crawled towards him, my eyes level with the tops of his black boots. Without a second thought, I kissed the top of the hard black boot, feeling my tongue come out and lick over top of it. It didn’t taste like anything, but my senses heightened as I heard a low rumble above me.

“Mmmmm.” He said. I had a different view from below, the meaty thighs trailing up to his trim waist and rippling abs; his hairy arms looking huge still crossed over his abdomen; his bearded face staring down at me, anticipating my next move.

I licked the top of the second foot before my tongue slid up to his flesh. I moved upward, letting my tongue glide over the light hair on his calf, around the curve of his knee, and then inside his thigh to the bottom of that black jock. The smell of leather hit me as I came face to face with the firm roundness of his nuts trapped inside. I could feel the outline of his rod trapped within the jock against my cheek as I licked over the bulge. I moved onto my knees, more upright, my hands moving up the back of his solid legs to the hump of his bare ass. His hand came onto my head and he clutched at my hair suddenly in a tight grip.

“Tell me what you want boy.” His voice came out firm, in command.

I hesitated, wanting to continue my tongue trail upwards to his mouth, over his flat abs, to that right nipple. My eyes looked upwards, suddenly wanting to kiss him, to get sucked into his mouth. My eyes saw his bicep flexed as he held me, slightly bent over now peering down at me, beckoning me to taste it.

But I was face to face with his crotch. I licked my lips and looked back up at him.

“I want your cock.” I breathed out.

He pulled my hair backwards, and I let my mouth hang open. “Say it properly boy.” He seemed to snarl at me, but it made me groan in delight.

“I want your cock. Sir.” My heart beat faster. “Daddy.” I added.

He grinned, moving my head back to his midsection, and stepped into my face, pushing my nose and lips into the bulge. “You want Daddy’s cock? My boy hungry?”

I moaned a “Yes” into the black darkness in front of me, letting my mouth chomp down on the outline. I wanted it. Bad.

His hand appeared in front of me, his thumb hooking into the top of the jock to pull it down. That meaty dick popped out in front of me, the smell of him filling my nostrils. I didn’t hesitate. Just opened my mouth and took him in.

His hand was still on my hair, holding me as he bent his knees to lower himself to me, making sure I was getting fed properly. I took him in, feeling the head of his dick hitting the back of my throat. My body responded in a gag until I relaxed, and breathed out.

“Take off your clothes as you suck Daddy’s dick.” He commanded. Instinctively I reached for my shirt, unbuttoning it as I continued to slurp on his pole. I pulled it off, then the undershirt before I reached down to my shoes and socks. When my pants were off, he told me to stop.

“There’s my boy.” He said, reaching down to feel my bare skin. I had on a pair of black Calvins as usual, boxer briefs, tight against me. His hand gently moving down my back as he let me suck on his cock more, his fingers teasing my ass by sliding in between my underwear, digging into my hole.

“Don’t move.” He suddenly said, pulling his cock out of my mouth. I was on all fours, my hands in fists on the ground in front of him, wearing just my underwear. He moved around me, his cock sticking straight out in front of him over top of the black jock still housing his balls. I watched his bare ass come into view, that meaty rump as I remained in my position that made me lick my lips. He moved into the kitchen and then returned with something in his hand.

He held it out to me, bending down, lowering it to my face the way a parent talks to a small child. My eyes went from his face to what he had in his hand.

A collar. It was black with metal studs. He held it in front of him like a crown, bringing it to me. I stayed where I was, feeling like a dog as he opened the collar and moved it around my neck, his cock still hard moving past my face as I lifted my chin to give him access to my throat.

“Ready to be mine boy?” He said quietly, those light blue eyes almost grey with hunger. He held the collar around my neck, waiting to close it. “Once you’re collared, you belong to me.”

I found myself panting, wanting to please this man. His thumb moved around my lips and I licked it again, turning to suck it into my mouth once more. “Yes Sir.”

He smiled, rubbing my face with his paw, turning his head slightly to the side. “Good boy. Daddy’s little boy.” He practically whispered. I didn’t move as he held the black collar around my throat. I waited on my hands and knees as he fastened it, feeling the cold leather tighten around my skin. I felt like I was in a strange movie, living out a secret desire suddenly, this big giant muscled man putting this dog collar around my neck. The normal me would be repulsed, humiliated. But as I looked up into Dennis Gibson’s eyes as he stood up in front of me, all hairy muscles towering over me looking down at me with a strange sense of satisfaction, I felt so turned on. I hungrily went for his meat and sucked him down like the hungry animal I was becoming.

“Yeah boy. Suck your Daddy’s cock.” Both his hands went to my head and he held me gingerly as I worked on his dick, until he bent down at last, and held my head still as he brought his lips to mine. We kissed, gently at first, our tongues dancing around until our mouths clamped down and we sucked in air through our noses, devouring each other.

His one hand moved around my head, down my back, into my underwear where one finger found my hole. “This my hole?” He pulled away from my lips, our noses still touching.

“Yes Daddy.” I breathed out before he smacked my lips tight again and kissed me hard, moaning into my mouth as I felt his finger pushing into my ass.

The pressure only lasted a moment as he pulled me upwards, standing up with me, lifting my body into his easily. I could smell the leather, smell him, and my mouth began to water. His hands slid around to my lower back, fingers sliding into my underwear again, pushing them down over my ass as I wrapped my legs around his waist.

I closed my eyes and got lost in his body. My head spun. My stomach flipped. It had been so long since a big, bearded man made me feel like this, made me feel that I belonged to him. But even this, with the outfit, the leather, the possession, was different. And I was loving it.

I felt my body being lifted more, turning as he lifted me up into his arms, scooping me into a carrying position, still kissing me. My hands went around his neck as he shifted my body into his arms, his biceps bulging, before he pulled his lips from mine and looked at me inches away from his nose.

“Daddy’s going to take you to bed now.” He growled at me.

“Yes please Daddy.” I purred as he started to move. I let my head rest against his hairy pec as he walked carefully with me in his arms, moving up the stairs towards his bedroom at the back of the upstairs. I could hear his heart beating as he held me tight, my eyes drifting from closed to open, enjoying the feeling of being carried to bed.

The duvet was pulled down, as if waiting for my body to be placed like a sacrificial lamb on the cool sheets. He set me down on my back, stepping back to free my legs from the tangled mess of my half off underwear. Naked, I stretched out before his eyes, spread eagled on the bed, feeling the cotton sheets under me as my leather clad Daddy admired me from above.

He walked around to the end of the bed, my eyes trailing his muscular physique, amplified by the black leather apparel. His beard stretched as he grinned at me, coming to a stop at the foot of the bed, his big thick cock still hanging out of his black leather jock, aching to be worshipped. But before I could move, he leaned over and grabbed my ankles and pulled my legs towards him.

I slid down the sheets towards his big body, my ass reaching the end of the bed. He pushed my legs up and back, lifting my ass off the sheets as he bent down. I felt his beard at the curve of my rump, his tongue darting around my hole, and the vibration of his voice as he began to munch in pleasure.

“This is my hole.” He murmured into me as I moaned, staring up into the ceiling as I felt the wetness of his tongue bathe my ring. His thick tongue probed, his big lips kissed, and his beard scratched and tickled the flesh around my entrance as he feasted on me.

I writhed on the bed, trapped by his arms, his hands holding my legs in place as his face moved around me. I was his to enjoy, his to taste, his to ravish. I was beyond turned on.

I curled up, hooking my arms behind my knees to pull my legs further back for him. “Oh my God Daddy!” I moaned, his eyes flicking up at me as he tongue-fucked my hole. “I’m all yours.”

His mouth went completely over my hole, sucking at my ass lips, driving his tongue in and out of me until he pulled back and rubbed a finger around it. He smacked it a couple times and grinned up at me. “I could eat this boy pussy all day long.” He leaned in to lick it roughly, sending me into a shaking moan as my head flew back onto the sheets and I looked up at the ceiling once again.

He spit into my hole twice, using his thick digit to smear it in before he stood up, and pulled my ass towards his erection.

“But I think I need to seed it first.”

My wildest fantasies had not prepared me for this visual display: my boss decked out in his leather gear, the straps of his harness stretched out tight against his bare skin as his giant pecs crashed together as he held my ass in the air, aiming his cock towards me. The cap on his head had been pushed back a bit from eating my ass, enhancing the creases on his forehead as he looked down to impale me. His biceps were enlarged as he held me, his thick thighs outlined by the black jock. I could see his beefy bare ass behind him in the mirror, clenched as he aimed that fat cock at me, his thick legs ending in the black boots still on his wide feet. I gripped the sheets as this massively built leather Daddy inserted his meat into my waiting hole.

I felt the cum leak out of me as he rammed right in, my gasp filling the room, the sheets pulled as I clutched them tight. His hands were on my waist, pulling me into his standing body, shoving that prick into me all the way inside me until I felt his balls against me, making me take it all in one fluid motion.

“Yeah! My boy likes this.” He groaned above me. I opened my eyes to see his looking at my cock, throbbing and leaking cum as he held me in place, my ass and back lifted off the bed, leaving only my shoulders holding me up. My legs were out straight as I tried to adjust to the girth of his cock, my insides screaming at the sudden invasion, my body shaking at the feeling of his thickness deep in me. But I was used to his dick by now, and it didn’t take long for me to calm, just looking at the magnificent display of man attached to me.

It was me who moved first, my ass lifting slightly upward, gyrating against his hard abs, my hole taking him in further. I could see the half grin appearing as his eyes moved up my body to my face. My legs bent and wrapped around him, my feet connecting behind his broad back. His hands left me, letting go carefully as I hooked on him, speared by his cock, legs locked around him. He slowly lifted his hands to the back of his head, showing off his enormous arms, his lats widening out as he practically posed for me.

“Holy fuck Daddy.” I breathed out, moving my ass up and down slowly, feeling his manhood deep inside me as I took him in. “You are one fuckin’ hot man.”

He closed his eyes as I used him, trying to maneuver my body on his cock. He felt amazing like this, hitting my walls in a different angle as I struggled to show him how much I wanted him. He must have felt it too, because his eyes opened, and his face softened. He slowly removed his hands from his head and moved them to my legs, his touch sending shivers through me as those big soft hands moved up to my cock, surrounding it in his warm touch, taking my eight inches into both hands. My eyes watched them move before my eyes met his. He leaned over me, kissing me, pushing my body back up the bed as he crawled onto it with me, his powerful legs guiding me up, his cock digging into me deeper.

My hands went around his back, slid down to that big ass of his, feeling his glutes working as we positioned ourselves, his strong thighs on either side of me, my body still bent in half as my legs remained around him, clutching him to make sure he stayed inside me. His hands moved up to my pits, then pushed my arms back, releasing my grip around him. His hands clasped into my fingers, lacing our hands together overtop of my head as he brought them together. And in one hand, he held my two together, firmly, pinning my wrists to the bed above me.

He slid his legs backwards, stretching his body out, raising himself up on the toes of his boots, pushing my ass up with his free hand, reaching under me with his other hand to hold me in this position. I groaned out in a loud exhale, feeling him hitting that spot as his weight crushed into me. I was pinned: his one giant hand holding my wrists together, his gigantic body over mine, his thick cock now pushed as far as it would go inside me.

In slow, deliberate thrusts, he slammed into me, causing me to grunt with each movement. His face remained just over mine, too far for me to kiss those open lips, our noses barely touching as he looked down at me. He didn’t speak, just watched me as his hips drove into me. With every push of his dick, he seemed to study my reaction, repeating the angle depending on my response.

“You like Daddy’s cock inside you?” He whispered suddenly between my grunts.

I wriggled slightly at the words, but I was immobile. His strength and power no match for me. “Yes.” I grunted.

“Daddy loves his boy.” He said even quieter, his lips kissing the tip of my nose, before they lightly touched my forehead. “Daddy’s going to breed you so much tonight.” His lips moved to my cheek, then down my neck as my grunts continued with each thrust. He was picking up the pace a bit, moving a little faster as his face sunk into my neck. I could feel the leather straps against my chest as he lowered himself more on me, taking my breath away at the heaviness of his body. His legs spread, his knees moved back up into me, his arm under me now pulling me tighter into his body as his hips pounded harder into me.

My cock was pulsing between us, the friction of his abs pressing down hard on me as he moved. Our sweat created its own lube and, with this sudden feeling of helplessness, trapped under him, my hands impossible to move, made me work against his hard physique. With each thrust from him, I worked my body against his, my ass moving with his dick, my hips pushing my cock into his abs. I could feel his breath on my neck, and I knew he was getting close. This only heightened me, and I could feel my own ending coming on fast.

“Fuck me Daddy! Fuck the cum out of me!” I gritted my teeth and heard myself moaning like a whore as I struggled to free my hands, aching to grab my own cock to work the cum out of me. But there was no need. In this position, feeling trapped like this, I was in a state of excitement.

And when he lifted his face to look at me, I knew he was about to explode. “Daddy’s going to fill you up boy!” He grunted before his lips met mine in a hungry kiss. I groaned into him, feeling the piston like movements now taking over, hitting that spot in me that made me convulse under him. Like a woman, I shook out my own orgasm as he moaned into my mouth and spilled his own seed into me. Like two uncontrollable gyrating bodies we worked through our explosions, his hands still gripping my wrists tight holding me down. His arm was still hooked under me, holding my body in place as he unloaded himself into me, feeling the sudden wash of liquid between us which made our bodies even more slippery, and brought new sensations to my cock as it worked out its last drops.

He collapsed on me, crushing me even more, finally releasing my wrists from his grip. My arms went right around him, feeling the width of his back, the muscles along the way down to his glutes, feeling them still contracting as he dug into me still, squeezing every last drop of essence from his dick into me. I hugged him tight, not wanting to let go, immersed in the feeling of his body still slightly covered in leather on me. His mouth was all over me, kissing me, tasting me, licking the sides of my face as he propped himself up off me at last.

He pushed his body upwards, pulling out of me suddenly, leaving me gasping at the quick exit. But he was on another mission, pushing my legs up and gripping my bare feet together in one hand, holding my legs out straight before his face dove into the crack of my ass.

I was shocked to feel his mouth at my gaping hole, letting out a loud groan as his wide tongue licked at my used ass. I felt the rumbling inside me as he moaned directly into me, the softness of his tongue tasting me, tasting HIM as he began to suck at my hole.

I gripped the sheets like before, arching as this new feeling came over me. I shook again, seemingly losing control as the tenderness of his movements around my ass took over.

“Oh fuck Daddy!” I moaned.

In between slurps and licks, he rubbed his face between my thighs, pausing only to speak short sentences. “You like that boy? Daddy’s not done with your pussy just yet.”

His entire tongue was inside me. His mouth covering my hole, sucking out his own load, sending me into shivering convulsions. I didn’t know what he was doing, but I was loving it.

I grabbed my own pecs, squeezing my own nipples as I let my body lose control. I shook violently, feeling my ass give in until I grabbed my own cock again and started to jerk. His hand moved up and joined with mine, wrapping around my cock as one fist together while he noisily ate my ass.

So, when I came the second time, shooting another impressive load upwards over our hands, his beard tickling the insides of my thighs as he slurped between my legs, I craned my head up off the sheets to look down at his smiling face.

“That’s my boy.” He said before he crawled over me, licked the cum from our fingers, then traced a line straight up my hands to my lips and kissed me.

The tastes were new, and I grabbed his face and took it all in as I felt the mixture of his cum, my cum and his saliva slide down my throat.

He removed his lips from mine, and slowly pulled away from me. I stared at him as he shifted to his side, sliding his body in beside mine, flipping me over so he could spoon me. I felt his arm drape over me, and I grabbed that thick manly forearm in my grasp, pulling it around me and holding him tight.

“I want more Daddy.” I said as my body snuggled into his.

“Don’t worry boy. I’m not done with you yet.” His deep voice whispered into my ear as his hand squeezed my pec.