I closed the door behind me with a soft click. Turned the lock. The sound felt final. Heavy. Like the moment the rest of the house disappeared and only this room existed. Jack lay naked on the bed. Legs spread wide. One big hand wrapped around his thick cock. Stroking slowly. Veins stood out along the shaft. The head flushed dark and shiny. Pre-cum leaked steady from the slit and ran down over his knuckles. His hairy chest rose and fell steady. Blue eyes locked on me the second I stepped inside.
“Get over here, boy,” he said. Voice low and rough. Pure command.
I stripped fast. The T-shirt came over my head in one quick pull. The shorts dropped to the floor. My cock sprang free, throbbing hard and already leaking at the tip. My hole still tingled from his finger during movie night. I climbed onto the bed. The mattress dipped under my knees. Jack reached for me immediately. He pulled me down hard. Our bodies collided chest to chest. His hairy pecs pressed against my smooth skin. Our cocks rubbed together, hot and insistent.
He kissed me deep and possessive. His tongue pushed in thick and claiming. His beard scraped my cheeks, my chin, my lips until they felt raw. I moaned into his mouth. My hands clutched his shoulders. His fingers reached back and gripped my ass. He spread the cheeks wide. One thick finger circled my hole, teasing the rim. Then he pushed inside slow and deep. The finger crooked against that spot inside me.
I whimpered against his tongue. My hips jerked forward. My cock slid against his abs. Pre-cum smeared between us.
Jack flipped me onto my back in one smooth motion. He pushed my legs wide and folded them up.. Exposed me completely. He kissed down my chest. Sucked one nipple hard. Then the other. His teeth grazed the sensitive skin. His tongue flicked over each peak. I arched up off the mattress. A moan escaped me.
He moved lower. His tongue dragged along my cock. Slow and deliberate. He swirled around the head. Sucked the tip into his mouth. Then pulled off with a wet pop. He flipped me again. Face down. Ass up. He spread my cheeks with both hands. His beard scraped the sensitive skin of my inner thighs as he leaned in. His tongue circled my hole slowly. Teasing the rim. Then he pushed inside. Hot and wet and deep. His tongue fucked in and out. His beard burned my skin. Two fingers joined. Sliding in beside his tongue. Scissoring me open. Rubbing that spot on every thrust.
I moaned into the pillow. Loud and desperate. Jack pulled back just enough to speak against my ass. His voice came out rough and low.
“Yeah boy. You ready for this dick? Ready to take every thick inch Daddy has for you?”
I whimpered loudly. My face stayed buried in the pillow. “Yes Mr. Burke… please…fuck me”
Jack shushed me. His hand came up fast. Pressed over my mouth. “Quiet, boy. Travis is right downstairs. You want him to hear you getting fucked by his dad?”
I shook my head fast. My eyes went wide. My hole clenched around his fingers.
Jack growled against my ear. “Call me Daddy tonight.”
I gasped. My voice came out wrecked. “Fuck me… Daddy…”
He lined up behind me. The thick head of his cock tapped my hole. Wet and hot. The head flushed dark. Veins thick and pulsing. He pushed slowly. The head popped in. The stretch burned sweet. I gasped. Pain and pleasure twisted together. Jack paused. He kissed the back of my neck. His beard felt soft now. He whispered low.
“Yeah boy. Open up your pussy for me. Nice and wide. Let Daddy in.”
He slid in deeper. Slow and steady. Filled me completely. Stretched me open until his balls pressed tight against me. Both of us groaned together. Quiet and muffled. Jack held still. Let me adjust. His cock throbbed inside me. Pulsing against my walls.
“So fucking tight boy,” he murmured. His voice thick with need. “Made for this cock.”
He started slow thrusts. Deep and controlled. Pulled almost all the way out. Pushed back in. The angle felt perfect. Hit my prostate every time. Pleasure sparked through me. White-hot and overwhelming. I moaned into the pillow. Jack’s hand came up. Covered my mouth again. Kept me quiet while he fucked me deeper. Harder. The bed creaked softly under us. Skin slapped skin. Wet sounds filled the room.
The floor creaked downstairs. Travis shifted. A low mumble came from his sleep.
Jack froze mid-thrust. His cock buried deep. Balls pressed tight. He whispered against my ear.
“Shhh… stay quiet or he wakes up and sees you taking Daddy’s dick.”
I clenched hard. My hole gripped his cock tighter.
Jack grunted low. “Fuck… do that again.”
I squeezed my hole around his cock again. Tight. Deliberate. The clench pulled a deep groan from his chest.
He laughed low against my ear. The sound vibrated through me. “Fuck yeah boy. This isn’t your first dick, is it?”
I moaned into the pillow. The words made my face burn hotter. My body answered for me with another hard squeeze.
Jack sped up. His thrusts drove deeper. The bed creaked softly under us with every push. I bit down on his fingers to stay quiet. The taste of his skin filled my mouth. Sweat and salt and him. His hairy chest rubbed against my smooth back. Sweat mixed between us. The musk grew thicker. Heavy. Filled the room.
He growled low against my ear. Voice rough and filthy. “You like Daddy’s cock stretching you? Gonna fill this hole up. Breed you deep. Make you leak me all night.”
I whispered back. Voice wrecked and needy. “Yes Daddy… please… cum inside me…”
Jack angled harder. Pounded my prostate relentlessly. Every thrust sent white-hot pleasure ripping through me. My cock leaked steady streams onto the sheets. Body shaking. Pleasure coiled tight. Then it snapped. I came untouched. Ropes shot across the mattress. My hole spasmed hard. Clenched around him in waves. Milked him deep.
Jack followed right after. He growled low. “Take it, boy.”
He came deep. Hot pulses flooded me. Thick and heavy. Filled me completely. His cock throbbed inside. Each spurt pushed more cum deeper. He held me tight. Hips pressed flush. Kept himself buried until the last twitch.
He pulled out slowly. Cum leaked out immediately. Warm and thick. Ran down my thighs. Jack pushed back in once. Slow. Plugged me. Kept it inside. Groaned low at the feel.
“Aren’t you glad you decided to crash with the Burkes for the weekend?”
I whimpered. Nodded fast. Could barely breathe.
He leaned close. Sucked my earlobe into his mouth. Tongue flicked the skin. Fingers slid back to my hole. Pushed through the leaking cum. Stirred it slowly.
“You should hang out with Travis more,” he murmured against my ear. “It’ll give us some time of our own.”
His fingers curled inside. Rubbed that spot again. I moaned soft. Body still sensitive. Still shaking.
Travis coughed downstairs. Loud. Sudden. The sound cut through the quiet.
Jack smirked against my neck. Pulled his fingers out slowly. Gave my ass one firm squeeze.
He got up from the bed. Cock still heavy. Cum glistening on the shaft. Walked to the shower without a word. Turned the water on. Steam started rising again.
I lay there for a second. Hole throbbing. Full of him. Leaking slow. Then I forced myself up. Legs shaky. Dressed quickly. Shorts and T-shirt. Cum still sticky between my thighs. Dripping down.
I slipped out of his room. Closed the door softly. Crept back to the guest room. Locked it behind me. Collapsed onto the bed. Body buzzing. Sore. Satisfied.
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Morning light slipped through the blinds and hit me straight in the face. I woke up sore in places I had never felt before. My hole ached deep and full. Still leaking Jack’s cum from last night. Thick and warm. Every shift of my hips reminded me how he had stretched me open. Filled me until I could not think straight. I stayed still for a minute. Let the soreness settle. Smiled into the pillow like an idiot.
Downstairs the kitchen smelled like coffee and toast. I dressed slow. Shorts and T-shirt. Cum still sticky between my thighs. Dripping slow down one leg. I wiped it with a tissue from the nightstand. Pulled my shorts up. Headed down.
Travis sat at the island. Hair messed. Eyes still red from last night. Danny was gone. Probably left early. Travis looked up when I walked in.
“Morning, bro. You good?”
“Yeah,” I said. Voice rough from moaning into the pillow all night. “Folks coming back tonight. I should head home. Tidy up the house a bit before they get there.”
Travis nodded. Stood up. Dapped me up. Fist bump turned into a quick hug. “Thanks for crashing, man. Made the weekend less boring.”
Jack walked in from the hallway. Shirtless. Coffee mug in hand. He leaned against the counter. Looked at me with those steady blue eyes.
“Leaving already, Caleb?” he asked. Voice calm. Normal. Like nothing had happened.
“Yeah,” I said. “Parents back tonight.”
Jack took a sip of coffee. Set the mug down. Stepped closer. “Crash here anytime. Door’s always open for you, kid.”
He winked. Hidden meaning clear as day.
I laughed. Face hot. “Sure, Dadd…”
The word slipped out. I corrected it quickly. “Sure, Mr. Burke.”
Travis snorted. “Weirdo.”
Jack just smirked. Eyes never left mine.
I grabbed my bag from the entryway. Slung it over my shoulder. Ass sore with every step. Reminding me of every thrust. Every growl. Every “Daddy” I had moaned into the pillow.
I walked out the front door. Sun hit my face. I smiled. Wide and stupid. My life just got a whole lot filthier. Becoming the secret of my best friend’s dad. And I could not wait for the next time I crashed at the Burkes.
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