A confident, successful daddy top in his 40's meets a fit twink in his 20's. Their encounter isn't the standard play the older man is expecting.
Previously:
The lean young man peered down at his prize with renewed vigor. His manhood began to rise again. “Oh, Daddy! You are just so perfect! Let me make you feel good.” Without further hesitation, he leaned forward and buried his smooth face between the mounds of Jason’s ass.
Tyler’s mind swirled with the musky smell and taste of the deep crevice of his new daddy’s ass. With his face planted firmly between the muscled cheeks, his tongue darted out and began to lap up the hole, grazing across the course hairs. He felt it pucker some, responding to his gentle manipulation. Tyler was determined to open Jason up and have his way with him.
A sound of pure ecstasy filled the room, as Jason exhaled a wild noise, equal parts moan and sigh. The unusual sensations being given to him were almost unbearable. He gripped his sheets tight in his fists, straining every muscle in his body to further arch his ass up and open for the young man he was certain just an hour ago he would be balls deep inside of right now. But that certainty had crumbled, and built atop its ashes was a new hunger, so powerful and so deep, Jason could think of nothing other than enjoying this moment as it was.
As Tyler’s tongue teased Jason’s opening, the older man tossed his head from side to side, uttering animalistic grunts and whimpers. It seemed this is what the soft lips and writhing tongue of the young stud were made for. Jason pictured Tyler swallowing his throbbing dick when they first met. Instead, the sweet-faced guy turned the tables on him. Jason’s stiff meat hadn’t even made an appearance, let alone been touched. He should be pawing at it, or turning around to offer it to Tyler. But he couldn’t get enough of this attention to his hole..
Tyler grasped both muscled cheeks and pulled them further away from each other. His tongue drove harder, directly into Jason’s quivering darkness. With every muscle flexed, the older man threw his head back. “Oh, fuck!” He could barely speak. As his head dropped again and shook around in disbelief, Jason held back tears of pure bliss. Something powerful was building inside of him. A pang, a yearning so intense. “That’s it! Oh God, don’t stop!” His voice was shaking as he nearly begged for more. He dropped his head to the bed as he thrust his hands back and placed them on top of Tyler’s, holding him, and assisting in spreading his ass as far open as he could get it.
A moan vibrated across Tyler’s tongue and reverberated deep inside Jason. The young stud pulled his hands away and let Jason hold himself open. He’d made the man’s hole so hungry for more. As he continued to lick and tease and work his wet muscle further, the hairless young man throbbed in anticipation, his engorged cock grinding against the bed. He felt Jason pushing back against his face. Tyler pulled away and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “Daddy, you taste so good! You like this don’t you?”
When Jason responded with only a whimper, Tyler grabbed the man’s wrist to pull it away from his own ass and then swatted the exposed cheek. “Don’t you?!” His tone was more authoritative now, clearly expecting an answer.
Jason yelped in reaction to the sudden sting on his now reddening ass. “Yes! Yes, I love it!” As he loudly confessed, a perfect handprint began to form through the curly dark hairs of his bubbled butt.
A low, devious laugh escaped Tyler’s lips. He leaned forward, his pulsing young cock pushing against the very top of Jason’s crevice. The older man shuddered as Tyler’s breath danced across his ear. “You’ve needed this for a very long time. If you ask for more, I’ll let you have it. Be a good daddy for me.”
Jason gasped. He’d never been spoken to like this, and he’d never needed to so fervently comply. He nodded his head in confirmation. “I need it! Don’t stop… Please, don’t stop!” His hole now so open and wet, and his mind shattered. His only clear thought was this is where he belonged in this moment.
Tyler smiled in response to Jason’s pleas. “Good daddy!” He left the words to chill any lingering resistance and quickly maneuvered himself back to the trembling hole of his newest conquest. Diving face first with renewed passion, the young man continued to work open the space too long closed to pleasures beyond Jason’s comfort level. His fingers dug into the soft flesh just to either side of the loosening pucker and aggressively pulled them apart from each other, stretching all surrounding muscles. His tongue thrust forward, filling the enlarging hole and scraping along the walls in its deepest efforts yet. Tyler continued to increase his force. His assault was unyielding, and Jason’s body relented.
His whimpers and groans growing ever higher in pitch and intensity, Jason had long ago lost control of his response to Tyler’s manipulations. His body was on fire with lust and longing for more of whatever the younger man wanted to offer him. The world simply melted away. No more voices of concern. No resistance. Just a magnificent swirl of pleasure and ecstacy. He found himself grateful for every second of attention Tyler continued to gift his aching hole.
Finally, sensing the daddy was ready, Tyler dragged his face away from the well-sculpted mounds he’d been working between for some time. Rising up on his knees, he rested his throbbing manhood along the deep canyon of Jason’s ass. Feeling the man flinch with a bit of fear and anticipation, Tyler gently ran his hand down Jason’s muscled back. “It’s OK, Daddy. You’re ready. Just trust me.”
Jason made no attempt to pull away or reason with the young stud. This was his fate. Tyler was right. He was ready. A craving deep within him pushed him further. He needed this. He stilled himself, waiting for Tyler to claim him.
A heavy line of spit descended from Tyler’s open mouth and found its target on the swollen head of his shaft. Grasping his cock, he stroked and twisted, slicking up the entire length. Then, with one hand, he aimed it at Jason’s entrance as his other hand planted itself firmly in the small of the beast’s back. Steadying them both, Tyler pushed forward.
Jason once again gasped in response to feeling the firm, spongy head of Tyler’s cock press against his loosened ring. He braced himself and exhaled, relaxing as best he could. Tyler pushed harder now, beginning his attack. “Open up for me, Daddy. Let me in.”
The muscled man released his breath again. Focusing everything on relaxing and accepting Tyler’s inevitable intrusion. Suddenly, his opening gave way, and he was speared with Tyler’s manhood. A broken cry escaped his lips, but he steadied himself. He felt he must be stretched beyond his limits. A searing pain radiated from his entrance to the depths of his body. Another breath.
Tyler grunted as he breached Jason’s opening. Pausing only briefly, he savored the flinch and then acceptance of the daddy’s body. The hole was confirmed to be unused. It gripped him almost too tightly. He let go of himself and gripped Jason’s hip, before pushing further inside. He was rewarded with the whimpering of a broken beast. He knew this was painful for Jason, but clearly the hunger he’d built inside the man overrode any other senses at this point. “Fuck, Daddy. You’re so tight. You’re doing really good.”
With tears in his eyes, whether from pain or desire was indecipherable to him now, Jason endured the slow and steady invasion of his body. Just when it seemed too much, Tyler slightly withdrew, as if reading his mind. Then the onslaught continued, deeper with each thrust. This went on for some time, and Jason began to wonder if there was an end to the depths that Tyler would reach.
Eventually, the young stud made contact with a sensitive barrier, eliciting a yelp from Jason. Tyler leaned forward and wrapped his arms around his broken daddy. “You’re just perfect.” He dragged most of himself out, before sliding back in, stopping just short of the wall of resistance. He began to repeat his movements, gaining speed as Jason responded with cries and groans. Slowly, the grip on his engorged cock lessened, and he settled into a rhythm.
Jason’s mouth was agape. He couldn’t believe the sensations Tyler was creating deep inside his body. He’d attempted to bottom a few times when he was Tyler’s age, but he never gained a desire for it, and no one had successfully penetrated him for more than a minute or two before the pain forced him to end it. Since that time, he’d embraced his status as a top, while building his body into the mountain of hairy muscle it was today. He always found it considerably easy to pick up a hot, young bottom boy, and he found himself a particular object of desire for young men resembling Tyler, who had a thing for aggressive daddy types. That’s how this was supposed to be. But here he was, looking into his bedroom mirror, watching a young, hairless twink fuck him wide open. The look of pure euphoria on his face confirmed to both men that he’d found a new way of pleasure. As his body adjusted to the bombardment, his deep craving returned. Unconsciously, he began to rock his body back against Tyler’s thrusting. Soon, the enormous cock was pushing against his wall again. Every time they made contact, a jolt of eclectic pain shot through Jason’s deepest regions, all the way out to the end of his own now half-flacid dick.
Tyler pulled himself from Jason’s back, their sweat-slicked skin momentarily clinging to one another. He grasped the burly man’s shoulder and then slowly but unrelentingly pushed forward. At first, Jason sucked in a room full of air as the invading missile broke through his barrier, rearranging his bowels to better fit all of itself inside him. Then, he felt it. Tyler’s bare pelvis made contact with Jason’s ass. He had accepted all of the young stud. Tyler held them both there for a moment, allowing Jason’s body to adjust to the changes. Then, he repeated the process of slow, deliberate fucking. His cock began to force Jason’s insides to reform to make a perfect fit. The young man drew back further each time, before pushing himself back in to the hilt. Once satisfied with his work, Tyler picked up the pace. His slow insertions turned to steady thrusts, and then gave way to more powerful slams.
Still in shock and unable to process all of the new sensations injected into his body, Jason could only moan in time with the banging of Tyler’s rod and slapping of their bodies. His hole had opened, for the first time, and now he couldn’t get enough. Every time Tyler’s cock grazed across his prostate, Jason’s long-forgotten dick burped out a copious amount of precum. The man felt the world around him spinning. His ears were ringing. His eyes were wide open, but he saw nothing. He only felt. Tyler’s superior monster was all consuming. He began to openly cry out. There was no trace of the beast that entered this room. In its place, prone in his own bed, was an eager, defeated bottom daddy.
The sound of two bodies colliding filled the room, as Tyler stopped holding back. He paused. “Stretch your legs out, Daddy. Lay face down.” Jason scrambled to comply, lying flat, legs spread, ass still stretched and full of cock. Tyler pushed his bottom’s legs further apart and resumed his assault.
Jason no longer had control of his own body or his responses. It was almost as if he was floating above himself. “Fuck me.” The words rolled so easily out of his mouth.
Tyler kept pounding as he leaned forward and took hold of a fistful of Jason’s hair. “What was that?”
As his head was jerked up and back, Jason caught a new glimpse of himself in the mirror. It was as shocking as it was exhilarating. “Fuck me… please!” He pushed the words out this time.
“That’s what I thought you said.” Tyler released his hold on Jason’s head and let it crash back into the mattress. “Look up at yourself. Do you see what I’ve made you? You’re my daddy bitch now.” Though it seemed impossible, Tyler began to pound into Jason even harder now.
The defeated beast weakly lifted his head enough to see his reflection exactly as Tyler said. He was Tyler’s bitch now, and he loved it. He’d sort through consequences and recovery when Tyler decided he was finished, but for now, he was at the young stud’s mercy. “Oh, God. I’m your bitch, Tyler. Just fuck me.” His dick began to throb again, trapped between the bed and his muscled body. It seemed to come alive with his admission.
Tyler grabbed Jason’s hips and pulled him up on all fours. Maintaining his grip, he used his deceivingly strong arms to add thrust to his fucking. At this new rhythm, Tyler’s aggression spilled out. He used his hands to abuse his muscle daddy’s ass cheeks, turning them bright crimson, with visible welts across them. “I knew you were gonna be my bitch the moment I saw this pretty ass in the locker room.”
The words stung almost as much as the spanking. Jason felt broken and humiliated. He’d been hunted and taken down like easy prey by a lean, hairless young twink. He was actually begging for it. As those thoughts flooded his psyche, his own dick began to throb harder than ever before. I warmth spread through his body. An invisible wire from Tyler’s cock to the tip of his own dick now seemed to wildly increase its tension. A pressure was building.
Tyler felt the spasms of Jason’s hole as the man was pushed closer to the edge. The thought of handing the broken beast his final defeat nearly caused him to bust too soon. He took a breath and refocused his thoughts. “I’m gonna fuck the cum out of you now, and then you’re going to thank me. I own you now, Daddy.” With another harsh slap to Jason’s now tender ass, he straightened his knees. From a standing position he pistoned his weapon downwards relentlessly into Jason’s battered hole. He showed no mercy as he fucked the man into oblivion.
Jason could no longer speak. A mix of gasps and groans and garbled utterings poured out of his mouth. Drool pooled on the bed by his face as it oozed from the corner of his mouth. The warmth inside now consumed his body. He suddenly felt as if he might piss himself. Another humiliation he wasn’t sure he could ever recover from.
“Just let go, Daddy. That’s it. You’re there.” Tyler’s voice broke through the haze. With this reassurance, Jason relaxed into the sensations, and the room exploded. From deep within him, his pent up load began to burst out of his hardened dick. With every pulse, every shot, Jason cried out. The pleasure was so intense it was almost too much. His ring clamped down tightly on Tyler’s cock, and his tunnel milked the young man furiously.
This was all Tyler could take. He reared his head back and let loose a wild howl. His already oversized cock expanded as his enormous balls drew close to his body. Then, as if it were fire from a cannon, he began to inject Jason with round after round of his seed. Dumping his load so deep inside the man, Tyler made his final claim. They erupted together, grinding their bodies into each other in a fury. It seemed to go on for minutes. They were caught together in the cloud of sexual release.
As his orgasm trailed off, Tyler collapsed onto Jason’s back, who in turn sank fully into the bed. Still buried to the hilt inside his claimed daddy, Tyler felt the cadence of the man’s heaving chest match his own. Jason’s body began to jerk involuntarily. Aftershocks of the explosion, the results of which flooded his underwear, then subsided to a lighter, spasm.
Suddenly, Tyler realized he was feeling the sobbing of the broken man. He gently kissed Jason’s upper back, then his neck. “It’s OK, Daddy. I got you. Let it all go. I’m not going anywhere.”
All of the emotions, those he’d embraced, and those he’d pushed deep down, now flooded Jason’s head. It was all too much. He lay under the weight of his new man, still plugged full of the massive cock and copious amounts of cum, unable to reclaim control of himself. Tyler’s loving touch slowly calmed him, and together, their breathing slowed. Nothing would ever be the same from this point forward. Tyler took a large piece of him, and now he held it effortlessly in the palm of his hand.
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