My son, the perfect Bottom

Chapter 4

Louis

Ever since Dad and I revealed our feelings, we couldn't keep our hands off of each other. We both had started a new addiction that day and neither of us was very good at controlling it. 

On day three of our vacation I was so sore that Dad suggested we could stop the fucking for a little bit, just so I could walk properly again, but I told him to shut up and go buy me a soothign cream, which he did without any complaint after I gave him a nice blowjob in our shower. That same evening we ended up breaking the bed of our hotel room, which led to a very uncomfortable conversation between my Dad and the lady on the front desk when he desperately tried to find a reason why father and son would break a bed. I saved him by stepping in and telling the nice lady that I had been jumping on the bed, despite my Dad telling me not to do so. 

Dad still had to pay for the damage, but we got moved to another room, which had an even nicer view of the beach. 

On day four I managed to edge Dad so long under the surface of the swimming pool, that by the time all the guest had left for dinner, I didn't even had to ask for a fuck. He just turned me around, pulled my tiny bathing suit down and rammed his cock inside me. It hurt a lot, especially with the water, which seemed to have the opposite effect that lube had, but he muffled my scream with his hand on my mouth and told me to bear with it cause I deserved it after teasing him the whole afternoon. He had come inside me two times already, with my back pressed to hard against the tiles that they left a print for the next two days on my back, and was fucking me a third time from behind, when we almost got caught by the pool boy, who came to close the swimming pool for the day. 

Fucking in public became one of our biggest kinks from that day on and I made sure we did a lot of it. 

There was this one particular fun evening where Dad and I went dancing to a club which was not part of the resort, so we didn't have to hide the nature of our relationship. I took advantage of that as much as I could and grinded my ass on Dad’s cock to the rhythm of the music. He had his hand on my hips, pushing back as much as he could and at one point turned me around so we could make out heavily. It was hot to kiss my Dad in public like that and it didn't take me long until I was grinding my hard shaft on his thigh, while his hands were moving down to my ass. I let out a surprised squeal though, when they slipped under the fabric of my shorts and underwear, between my asscheeks and one of his fingers began to circle my clenching hole, right there in the middle if the fucking dancefloor. 

We were grinding on each other, kissing and licking every sport of skin we could reach, with my hands fumbling the bulge in his pants while my Dad was fingering me, making my knees buckle. We got kicked out when I sneaked my hand in the front of Dad’s pants too. But we were horny, way to horny to wait till we were back in our hotel room, so I pulled my father into the alley right next to the club where he fucked me from behind with my hands on the wall. God, we were both perverts. 

I tried to convince Dad to fuck me on the balcony of our hotelroom when we finally got back that night, with his sperm dripping down my legs, but he was too scared of getting caught there, since we could be easily identified through our hotelroom. He still fucked me a second time on the bed though.

For the next day Dad and I had booked a massage, like we had talked about the first day, and it would have been quite relaxing if my boyfriend's possessiveness wouldn't have led to him ending it after 5 minutes where he murdered the guy kneading my back with his eyes. I convinced him to explore the wellness area after the failed massage though and made him fuck me in one of the hot tubs you could rent for a few hours. 

We had sex pretty much all the time, and when we werent fucking at the moment, I made sure to still sit down on his cock, because I was already obsessed with the feeling of beeing streched from the girth his dick.

It felt so good to finally be with him in the way I had always dreamed of and I made sure to take as much advantage of it as possible. So even if we weren't doing naughty things, I held his hands and kissed him every chance I got. 

We also started talking about the future, about Dad breaking up with mom and which people we could tell about our relationship. He told me about how he confessed his feelings towards me to uncle Harry and that he reacted surprisingly understanding, so I told Dad to tell him about us, just because I was secretly really hoping for a threesome somewhere in the future. Dad was less happy about Mona being involved, but after I had explained to him how she was the reason I even had the courage to kiss Dad the first day of our vacation and that I needed someone I could talk to just as much as he needed, he agreed that I could tell her. 

It helped that he was really happy about the contents of Monas package that we had opened on the second day. It was stuffed with tiny lace thongs, which practically melted on my body when I tried them on. Dad was obsessed with them. He was ordering me all the time to lower my pants and show them how the fabric disappeared between my cheeks and loved to just push the tiny string on the back to the side when he wanted to fuck me. 

Mona had also packed the two dildos she gave me for my seventeenth birthday with a tiny note telling me I could show Dad how I had practiced for his cock with them, which was exactly what I did. Dad was sitting in the armchair opposite from the bed, stroking his rock hard, leaking cock, while I was fucking both my mouth and my ass at the same time, just like I had loved to do in the past year. Dad came down my throat with a loud roar after that, with me kneeling between his legs, the dildo still in my asshole. My father took a picture from exactly this situation and sent it to uncle Harry without further comments, getting an answer just a few minutes later. It was a picture of a decent puddle of sperm on a kitchen counter along with the message “You two will have to visit me soon”. 

Dad and I decided to wait a little bit until he would file for divorce, so we could settle in our relationship before the whole chaos would start. Which also meant we would have to sneak around a lot and wouldn't be able to spend as much time with each other as we did on our vacation. It was a small consolation to know that mom often went on business trips and since Mike had already moved in with our brother Allan at the beginning of the summer, we would often have the house to ourselves. 

It was still hard to give up the freedom we had during our vacation, even for Dad so we both were silent on our drive to the airport, thinking about what would happen when we came home in a few hours. 

Mom would be there, at least that was what she told Dad when we had left for Hawaii but she hadn't answered his text yet, where he asked her if she could pick us up from the airport. 

At the Airport Dad began fidgeting nervously and I knew that it would only be getting worse with his fear of flying. His hand was shaking and sweaty when I gripped it after we successfully went through security, but I kept holding it nonetheless. 

As we were waiting in the gate for our plane to be ready, I got an Idea to distract him. I knew he probably wouldn't like it in the beginning, and that he would refuse to do it if I would ask him, but I was sure he would like it eventually. 

So I grabbed my backpack and leant over to whisper in his ear. 

“I think you could use a blowjob right now.”

His eyes widened. 

“We are at the airport, Louis.”

I scoffed. 

“As if doing it in public places would be a problem for you.”

I got up and reached for his hand. 

“Come on. We have ten more minutes. I bet I can make you cum twice.”

He tried to look annoyed, but I know he was eager when he got up and followed me to the bathroom. 

“Pants down”, I ordered as soon as we closed the door of the stall. 

Surprised by the tone of my voice, my Dad complied and I went down on my knees, dropping my backpack right next to us. 

I started by licking his length and playing with his balls in a way I knew he loved by now, watching his shaft harden under my tongue. When his dick was hard enough, I took the head in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it, while the hand that was playing with his balls, began to massage his taint. Dad moaned, leaning his head against the wall of the bathroom stall, while pushing his finger through my hair. 

“Oh yeah Baby, you always know what Daddy needs”, he whispered, not able to stop his dirty talk. 

I moaned around his shaft, pushing down until my nose was rested in his pubes. My own cock was leaking in my pants, as always when he called himself Daddy, and my hole was clenching, wishing to be stuffed, but this was all about my Dad right now. 

I began bobbing up and down his length, while the finger massaging his taint reached further and further in the direction of his hole. When I had found it, I put a little pressure on the sentive opening, causing Dad to groan and clench his asscheaks. Until now I had never played with his hole, even if I was very curious to do so and I hoped one day he would allow me to fuck him, but for now I was planning to explore it a little bit. 

So I kept eye contact with Dad, pulled my mouth of his cock and began to suck on the finger that had been putting pressure on his hole until now. His eyes widened when he realized what I was going to do, but then he nodded shortly and I was taking his cock down my throat and pushing my finger inside his tight hole simultaneously. He moaned and gripped the back of my head harder to push me even further down his cock. I gagged a little bit, but his grip never softened, knowing I could take it. 

Soon he was fucking my face with strong pushes, while I fingered his hole, enjoying how his knees buckeled everytime I hit his prostate. He tried to be quiet, but when I pushed a second finger inside, he let out a low moan. 

I was glad he was so into fucking my face that he didnt saw me reaching into my backpack. I had been scared shitless that security would pull me out because of this and thinking about it now it had been a very dumb risk to take, but now I was glad I dit it when I layered the tiny vibrator with lube. Dad must have heard me opening the pocket size bottle of lube, but probably thought I was just slicking my fingers even more because he contuniued fucking my face, quietly grunting now and then. My eyes were tearing by now and my jaw began to hurt, but I was on a mission, a mission I most definitely didn't want to fail. 

I pushed the toy in one go up Dad’s ass, causing him to push me away and grunt loudly. His hand reached back to check what I had put in his ass and his eyes got wide when he felt the handle. 

“What the fuck Louis?!”, he exclaimed, sounding out of breath. 

“Surprise”, I grinned, crawling back between his legs, licking up his cock to calm his down a little bit. 

“I want you to keep it inside”, I whispered seductively, playing with his balls again, “Please”, I added with pleading eyes when I could see he was about to say no. Just for good measure I took his dick completely down my throat again. Dad seemed to forget about his anger completely, starting to fuck my mouth in small trusts again. 

“You’re going to be the death of me one day”, he mumbled, looking down at me fondly. 

He began picking up the pace, his hand gripping my hair again. 

“If you take my load nicely, I will keep it inside.” 

I whimpered and tried to nod, but his grip on my head was too strong. 

“Your toy is pushing nicely into Daddys prostate. I’m gonna cum soon.”

He was grunting, fucking my face with almost full force now, pressing my nose deep into his pubes everytime he buried his cock down my throat. 

When his thrust became stronger and he could barely hold his moans in anymore, I began playing with the toy in his ass, pushing it into his prostate everytime he pulled back, until he came with a loud grunt, unloading deep down my throat. 

“Fuck that was good, baby boy”, he said breathless.

I licked his cock clean, before he put it back in his boxers and pulled his pants up. 

“We should get back to the gate”, I said, grabbing my backpack. 

He nodded and soon we were sitting inside the plane, seat belts fastened, his hand tightly in mine. 

I was still extremely horny from our bathroom action and knowing my Dad had a toy up his ass was just making it worse. 

When the plane rolled to the airstirp, I could feel Dad tensing beside me, so I knew it was time to start phase two of my plan. As inconspicuous as possible, I tried reaching into the pocket of my pants to pull out the device I had hidden there earlier. 

I knew Dad would have refused to keep the toy inside, had he known it was a vibrator I could control with a remote, so I had decided I would let him know about that later, now to be specific. The plane had reached the airstrip and came to a halt at the white line symbolizing the start. Dad was shaking next to me, and I tried to tighten my grip on his hand and gave him a reassuring look. When the plane started to roll again, he clenched his eyes shut and I pressed the button to the first level of vibration. 

Dad immediately opened his eyes, looking at me shocked, missing completely how fast the plane had gotten. 

I pushed the button again, making the vibration stronger, causing Dad to shift in his seat. 

He was about to say something, probably to scold me for doing this to him, when the plane left the ground and I pressed the button again. 

Dad let a moan slip out, his eyes shut now, his legs pressed together, completely missing we were rising up into the sky through the clouds. 

I slowed the vibrations down one level when we stopped rising and shut it off completely when we were allowed to take our seatbelts off. 

Dad took a minute to calm down, probably waiting until his cock was soft again, while I was searching for my earbuds so I could listen for music during the flight. My plan was to edge Dad until we landed safely and let him fuck me in the bathroom or wherever while we were waiting for our luggage. 

Dad seemed to have different plans though because he gripped my earphones before I could pluck them in my phone and leant over. 

“Bathroom, now,” he seathed, causing my arms to break out in goosebumps. He was incredibly sexy when he was mad and I was hoping he would use his stern Dad voice again. 

He got up and walked between the seats in the direction to the bathroom, his jaw clenched, clearly pissed, and I followed him like a puppy, more than eager for what was about to happen. The second I closed the lock of the door, Dad gripped me by my throat and pressed me against the wall. 

“Do you think this is funny?”, he asked, his voice low, his eyes threatening. God he was hot. 

I bit my lip, pressing my legs together to get at least some friction on my erection, while keeping eye contact with him. 

“I wanted to distract you from the start of the plane”, I whispered with a whimper. 

“And the first thing you come up with is a fucking vibrator up my ass?”

I nodded. 

“Of course it is, you little slut”, he said, smirking down at me, sending a shiver through my body. 

“Your little sex addicted mind is full of naughty things”, his mouth was right next to my ear now, his grip on my throat still strong. “I think I need to teach you some respect for your old man though.”

His free hand traveled up my stomach until it reached my nipple where it pinched the sensitive nub through the fabric of my shirt, causing me to moan. 

“Look at you, being my personal whore”, he whispered, “You’re in deep shit, Baby Boy. And if you want to be allowed to cum today, you better do everything that I say.”

Dad had never been like this. During our vacation we had a lot of sex, and yes he was rough with me all the time, but he never was like this and I fucking loved everything about it. 

Only now I realized Dad was looking at me with raised eyebrows, waiting for an answer. 

“Yes”, I gasped, “I will do everything you want, Daddy.”

“Then strip.”

He took a step back, taking his hands from me, making my knees buckle, but I tried to ignore that and braced myself against the wall, while I pulled my T-Shirt over my head. I pulled my pants down hasty, keeping the thong on, knowing my Dad loved it when I did. 

“Turn around and bend over the toilet”, Dad instructed and I complied as fast as I could. Soon I could feel his hands on my buttocks, kneading them roughly. Dad leant over my back, pressing his bulge against my ass and making me feel his breath in my neck. 

“You would spread your legs everywhere for me slut, wouldn't you?”

I moaned at his words, aching my back to press even more against the cock straining in his pants. 

“Answer me”, he demanded. 

“Fuck, yes Daddy, I would let you use my hole anywhere.”

He chuckled. 

“Just like I thought. I bet you're dying to have your Dad’s cock spread your tiny hole right now, am I right?”

I whined when he pinched my nipples and nodded. 

“You're such a whore for my cock”, he stated, got up again and opened his pants. 

When he had freed his cock, he gripped my thong, pulled it down my legs and told me to step out of it. Then he leant over my body again and pushed the underwear in my mouth. 

“Im gonna fuck your little hole raw, without any preparation, I just don’t want people to hear your sweet screames. Those are just for me.”

He got up again and positioned himself behind me with the tip of his dick pressing against my hole. He spit down on my opening, and spread it around with his mushroomhead a little. 

“I hope this will make you remember to never disrespect me like that again”, he said, grabbing my hips. And then he rammed his cock inside me, making me scream into the fabric of my thong, my cock leak and my eyes fill with tears. 

“This hole is mine. I can do with it whatever I want, you are mine. Not the other way around.”

I whimpered, pushing back on his cock, wanting to be fucked properly. he leant back over me, pinching my nipples, licking my neck and then biting it softly. 

“Look at you begging for it like the little slut you are”, he whispered and I could hear the smirk in his voice. 

He got up again, gripped my hips and then started to mercilessly fuck me. He wasn’t trying to hit my prostate or make me feel good, this was about him and his pleasure and using my hole for exactly this purpose. He was grunting lowly, fucking up inside me with a new found force, causing me to almost hit my head against the wall behind the toilet. 

Suddenly his hand was slapping my ass hard, causing me to squeal into my thong and my cock to erupt in four pumps of sperm, coating the lid of the toilet beneath me. Dad just fucked me through my orgasm, not caring the slightest about it.

"This is how naughty boys will be punished”, he grunted, still pumping me with his dick as hard as he could, slapping my other asscheek. 

“You’re clenching nicely around my dick every time I do that.”

Which was probably the reason why he did it ten more times on each buttock. Each spank hurt a little bit more and I would have probably begged him to stop after the tenth, if my mouth hadn't been stuffed with my underwear. But Dad seemed to somehow know that he had reached my limit. 

“Fuck Baby, I’m about to cum”, he panted at some point, grabbing my waist even harder. “I’m gonna fill that slutty hole of yours nicely.”

And then he rammed his cock inside me one last time, grunting like a bear and released at least sick pumps of his tasty Daddy-Sperm inside me. 

I moaned loud, loving the warm feeling of his release in my hole. He was panting above me, reaching forward to pull the fabric out of my mouth and play with my nipples for a little bit. 

“Holy shit”, I gasped, trying to get up on my shaky legs, after he stepped back a little bit. 

But before I was standing completely, something was pushed inside my hole, making me squeal in surprise and turn around. Dad was grinning at me, the remote in his hand. 

“This way you can still distract me when we’re landing.”

He pushed the button to turn on the vibration, causing my legs to give out beneath me, but he catched me before I could hit the ground. 

“Oh yeah this is definitely gonna be fun.”