Date: Fri, 20 Dec 2002 00:31:45 -0600 From: Kory Diaz <shadowader43072@hotmail.com> Subject: Father Figure part 2 (Adult Youth) Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is coincidental. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you live, then please don't read it! Father Figure (conclusion) by Kory Diaz Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you live, then please don't read it! Hanging my head in shame, I muttered," I'm sorry." "Hey, I figure that just took the edge off. A man your age should be able to blow a wad every twenty minutes, all day long. Am I right?" "Yeah, I guess." He didn't seem to care at all that I had cum so fast. In fact, his prick was getting harder as he smeared my load up over his thick shaft. So much harder, in fact, that Mike's knob popped out into the open and stayed there, all that extra skin now stretching out over his cock. "You got the chance to play with something. Now, how about letting me play, too?" "Sure, Mike," I panted, still so horny I was cross-eyed. "Anything you want." He finished undressing, stripped me naked as well and carried me over to the kitchen table. He set me down on the table on my hands and knees and began nuzzling the crack of my ass. When I looked back between my legs, I saw his hand pumping his long, fat cock. >From this angle it looked about a foot long. (I'll remind you, we later measured him, for my benefit and enjoyment, and I learned that Mike's cock was just a bit shy of 12 inches!) Every time he stroked it, his balls would ride up on the shaft, and then crash back down against his thighs with a slapping sound. Mike's balls were as impressive as his mammoth prick. My attention was quickly focused on my asshole as Mike began licking me from my balls up to my tailbone. I damn near jumped off of the table when Mike jabbed his tongue in my hole, but he had a firm grip on my cock and balls by then, so I didn't go far. He'd jab in and out for a minute, then duck down and suck on my dick, pulling it straight back behind me. Somehow he managed to get my cock and both balls in his hot, wet mouth. Mike sucked steadily as he jammed a finger deep into me. I howled and bucked, but I didn't want to get away. No way! I put my head down on the table and reached back, frantically grabbing at the air. "I wanna touch your cock," I gasped. Mike thrust forward his powerful hips, guiding my hand to my prize. It was heavy and hot in my palm, hard as an iron bar, but feeling somehow cushioned, like it would feel good no matter what he did with me. "You gonna let Mike slip that hot dick up your sweet, little asshole, son?" he grunted, nipping at my ass-lips while he pulled on my prick. "Oh, yes!" I said, wiggling my ass shamelessly. Mike's thick finger wiggled around inside of me, nudging something that sent a wave of heat and pleasure all through me. "Please, put it in me! Please!" "I want you to help me, son. You guide it in and tell Daddy Mike if he's hurting you. I wouldn't want that." His finger popped out and he stepped in closer. I still had a grip on his cock and my fingers clenched when his hot, sticky knob bumped against my hole. "Relax for Daddy, son. Let him slip it in you slow and easy." He rubbed my belly and chest, cooing softly as I strained to let him put his huge prick up my ass! "Aieeee!" I squealed, as my asshole suddenly got very full. Mike tensed up and neither of us moved. "You okay, son?" he asked, concern evident in his deep, soothing voice. "Yes, Daddy, I'm fine," I gasped. "It's just so big and I've never done this before." "Relax, son. Loosen up for me." He tickled my balls and I felt a couple inches slip through my fist. He kept talking and stroking me till his pubes were tickling my fist. When I let it go, he slid it home, wrapped his strong, muscular arms around my chest, and pulled me back against him. "You feel so good," he murmured, his rough chin nuzzling my neck. "You're so tight it's driving me crazy. Do you like having me up inside of you?" He flexed his cock and I felt something swelling, deep inside my stuffed asshole. "I love it," I moaned, squirming against him. Every time I moved it felt like my whole body was in danger of exploding in a flash of pure pleasure. There was no pain after the first moments, when he opened me up with that huge, hard cock. Now, I only had this incredibly warm, full feeling. "No!" I cried, when he began to pull out. "Hey, son, I'm coming right back," he sighed, slipping it back in deep. The feelings his movement triggered were so intense I had to grab the table to keep from falling down. He pumped in and out of my tight hole, his breath hot on my back. "I'm gonna cum too soon again," I protested after he had humped my ass for less than a minute. "It feels too good to hold back!" "That's okay, son. You cum for Daddy." He squeezed my nuts. "These little hummers can churn up enough jizz to keep you squirting all day long." He reached up and pinched my nips and I lost it. I squirmed and writhed on the huge spike inside me as I shot thick lines of cum clear across the top of the kitchen table. Mike kissed my neck and ground his hips against my clenched ass. "Oh, fuck, son! It makes Daddy's prick feel real good when you blow like that. Your hole gets very tight, then your little tunnel of love flutters from one end to the other." He put a hand on my dripping dick and began jacking it. "You cum again for Daddy, boy. You hear me?" "Yes, sir," I groaned happily, thrusting my ass back onto Mike's fat, hard dick. I reached back and grabbed Mike's hairy, muscular ass, letting him do all the work while I just stood there, tingling from head to toe. He pumped two more loads out of me in quick succession, and then managed to flip me around on my back on the table... without ever taking his big, hard prick out of me. "Play with daddy's tits, son," he commanded, slamming into me up to his balls. "I want to cum now. My old balls are aching and I gotta have relief." I pinched the thick points jutting out of the mat of silky hair on his chest. Mike threw back his head and howled. His cock churned my guts, curling my toes and making me blow still another load. My asshole must have grabbed his Mike's cock just the way he wanted because he stopped and looked at me, wide-eyed, then slammed into me one final time. He fell forward, holding me tight as his prick flexed strongly inside my tight, steamy asshole. I felt a blast of wet heat, then another and another as Mike finally got his rocks off, shooting the cum from his huge balls right up my chute. The very thought of it got me so horny that I humped his belly and shot again! Mike laughed uproariously, picked me up and carried me into his bathroom, still impaled on his throbbing spike. "You're quite the little sex hog, son," he said as he began to gently wash my ass. "I think my Daddy is quite the sex hog too," I retorted, reaching back and grabbing Mike's half-hard cock in my hand. He laughed, pinned me to the shower wall, put his hard knob to my ass lips, and we started all over again! The end... of their beginning.