Date: Tue, 2 Feb 2016 21:51:39 +0000
From: Bill Jonners <colin4men@gmail.com>
Subject: Jake's New Daddy 12

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JAKE'S NEW DADDY


Chapter 12


"How was your day?" Alan asked when he joined Jake in the kitchen on Monday
evening.

"I had fun. I took your advice and visited the London Transport Museum in
Covent Garden," replied Jake as he poured Alan a glass of wine. "I had
noodles and some dim sum for lunch in Chinatown while chatting to some
visitors from Malaysia. And then I went with them to the National Portrait
Gallery."

"That sounds nice. Were these Malaysians young like you?" asked Alan.

"A few years older," replied Jake.

"Maybe you should spend more time with young people," Alan suggested before
taking a sip of the wine.

Jake shook his head. "No, I enjoy spending time with you. Anyway I will see
more young people once I start college. Did you have a good day?"

"An interesting day. I had a phone call from Geoffrey at the tailor's
shop," said Alan. "The friend who will be altering your shorts wanted to
know if we wanted them tight or loose around your thighs. So I decided to
get two pairs of shorts for you - one tight and one loose."

Jake smiled. "I wonder what they will look like when I'm wearing them."

"I'm sure you'll look sexy in both." Alan smiled and then went on. "A
colleague gave me two tickets for the musical 'Billy Elliot' on Wednesday
evening. He can't go for family reasons and I thought you would enjoy
seeing it."

"Wow! That's great. I really enjoyed the 'Billy Eliot' movie," said Jake.

"I did too," said Alan. Then he smiled and added, "I'd love to see you in
ballet tights."

Jake laughed. "That's not going to happen."

"Oh, that's a shame," said Alan. "But then again I do prefer to see you
naked as you are now." He reached and pulled his boy closer for a hug. Jake
giggled and then gave Alan a kiss. "So what's for dinner?" Alan asked when
they parted.

"Sweet and sour pork, crispy squid rings, prawn omelette, veggies and
rice. Is that okay?" Jake answered.

"Mmm, sounds good to me. Especially with you as dessert," said Alan.

"No, I'm the starter." Jake jumped onto the breakfast bar, spread his legs
and pointed at his dripping cock. "Help yourself."

Alan smiled, took the stiff cock between his lips and sucked the
pre-cum. Then he straightened up and said, "Thank you. That was nice."

Jake looked puzzled. "Don't you want some cream?"

"I might have some later," replied Alan as he walked through to the living
room. "I want to watch the news on tv." Hearing Jake sigh in frustration,
he added, "I can't have my slaveboy deciding when we should have sex."

Jake smiled when he heard the word 'slaveboy' and guessed that his daddy
had something planned for later. He followed Alan through to the living
room and stood with his head bowed and his hands behind his back. "Sorry,
Master. Shall I prepare dinner now?"

"Yes, boy. I require it to be served at precisely six-thirty five," replied
Alan.

Jake was puzzled. He knew the main news finished at six-thirty. However he
had to concentrate on getting his timings rights. He put on an apron to
protect his naked body from any splashes and turned the heat on under the
wok.

At six-thirty five, Jake knocked on the living room door before
entering. Then he bowed low and announced, "Dinner is ready, Master."

"Well done, boy," Alan said as he stood up.

Jake smiled and looked up. Then his mouth opened in astonishment. Alan was
dressed in Arabic clothing like the slave master in the drawing on the
bedroom wall. He was holding what looked like a riding crop in his right
hand. Jake's cock stiffened and he dropped to his knees. "My Master," was
all he said.

"On your feet, and put this on," Alan said as he tossed a tiny thong at
Jake. "I don't want you dripping onto the furniture while we eat."

Jake tried not to smile as he forced his rock hard cock into the white
thong and followed his daddy into the dining room.

"This evening you will eat with me rather than in the slave quarters," said
Alan. "I need to know that my food has not been poisoned so I will watch
you eat."

"Yes, Master." Jake nodded and bowed low again, getting into the role play
game but happy to be eating normally.

Jake served Alan portions from the various dishes and made a show of
tasting each item first. Alan remained silent and stern looking throughout
the meal and this kept Jake aroused.

"That was an excellent meal. Please thank the cook when you take the empty
dishes to the kitchen, boy," said Alan. "And then return here promptly. I
want the dessert I asked for earlier."

Jake smiled but kept his head down as he took the dirty dishes to the
kitchen. He remembered that Alan had suggested having his boy-cream for
dessert. He quickly rinsed the dishes, put them in the dishwasher and then
returned to stand in front of Alan.

"The thong is soaking wet, just as I suspected it would be." Alan pointed
at the boy's throbbing cock inside the now virtually see-through thong.

"Yes, Master. Sorry, Master," said Jake.

"Take it off and suck it clean," ordered Alan.

Jake soon had the tiny garment in his mouth, sucking the pre-cum as
instructed. His stiff cock continued to leak pre-cum.

"Are you pissing, boy?" Alan reached out and used a finger to scoop some
pre-cum from Jake's cockhead.

"No, Master," replied Jake as he watched his daddy lick his finger clean.

Alan used the riding-crop to gently tap the boy's balls. "These seem to
produce a lot of juice. I want you to toss yourself off into this glass for
me." He handed Jake a small wine glass. "And when you have done that, I
want you to piss into this other glass." Alan pointed at a beer glass
sitting on a side table.

Jake had hoped that Alan would suck him off but he said, "Yes, Master" and
then began wanking himself. It felt odd standing and wanking in front of
his daddy. He assumed Alan was turned on watching him but the flowing
Arabic robes meant that he couldn't see if the man was hard or not.

After only a few minutes Jake knew that he was very close to cumming so he
held the wine glass closer to the end of his cock. He wanked faster and
faster and then gasped as he spunked off into the glass. Jake squeezed his
cockhead to get every drop of cum into the glass and then he stood with his
arms at his sides waiting for instructions.

"Give me the glass," Alan said as he held out his hand. He took it from
Jake and then sniffed it. He raised it to the light to examine it by sight
and then he tilted his head back and poured the boy-cream into his
mouth. Then he put his tongue into the glass to lick up the last few
drops. "Pure nectar," he said before smacking his lips.

"Thank you, Master," said Jake.

"Fill the other glass now." Alan nodded toward the beer glass.

Jake picked up the other glass but his cock was still almost fully erect
and he knew he wouldn't be able to piss immediately.

"What are you waiting for? You will get a whipping if it's not filled
within the next minute," said Alan.

"Sorry, Master." Jake tried to will his cock to go down but for some reason
his cock became harder at the thought of being whipped.

Alan drummed his fingers on the table, pretending to be very
impatient. "Give me the glass," he said to the boy after a few minutes.

"Yes, Master." Jake handed the beer glass to his daddy and then watched
wide-eyed when the man pulled out his semi-hard cock and began pissing into
it.

"Now drink every drop," Alan said as he passed the beer glass back to
Jake. It was two-thirds full of golden piss.

Jake had drunk his daddy's piss several times now but never out of a
glass. Somehow it felt naughtier, more kinky. He sniffed the warm liquid
and looked into his daddy's eyes as he started drinking. He paused to take
a breath after several mouthfuls but then carried on until he had drained
every drop.

"Good boy," said Alan. "Now refill it with your own."

"I'll do my best, Master." Jake placed the beer glass in front of his
semi-hard cock. He had drunk quite a lot of water with his meal so he knew
he should be able to piss. He concentrated hard and eventually the first
few drops fell into the glass. The initial trickle soon turned into a
steady flow and the glass was almost full by the time he had finished. Jake
was quite pleased with himself when he held the glass out towards Alan.

Alan took hold of the glass and looked at it carefully. "Okay, I will
accept that as being the full glass I asked you for." He took a sip. "Hmm,
it tastes good. Now drink it all down," he said as he handed the glass back
to Jake.

Jake hadn't expected that. But then he hadn't really expected his Master to
drink it all either. He gulped and said, "Yes, Master" before lifting the
glass to his lips. As before, he looked into his daddy's eyes as he drank
the warm golden liquid. He knew that he was demeaning himself drinking piss
for Alan's entertainment but this turned him on. By the time he had emptied
the glass, his cock was fully erect once more. He placed the glass on the
table and waited for instructions.

"Now bend over the table. You earned a whipping for being so slow," said
Alan.

Jake took a deep breath, said, "Yes, Master," and bent over the table with
his legs slightly apart. He let out a loud moan when the riding crop fell
across his buttocks. Alan hadn't hit the boy very hard but there was a pink
stripe where the weapon had landed. Alan used even less force on the next
three strokes but each one left a mark.

"Open your legs wider," Alan said as he threw away the riding crop and
quickly stripped off. He picked up the tube of KY jelly that he had placed
in readiness and lubricated his thick 9.5 inch (24 cm) cock. Then he spread
the boy's arsecheeks using both hands and pressed his cockhead up against
the hairless, pink puckered hole.

Without the usual foreplay, the entrance was painful and Jake groaned. Alan
reached for the boy's cock and was pleased to note that it was still rock
hard. Taking the slim waist in both hands, Alan pushed deeper.

Jake had come to realise that the boundary between pain and pleasure was
very close. He was very turned on by the very dominant way his daddy was
acting but at the same time he felt tears in his eyes. The huge cock
forcing its way into his hole was hurting. "Ooh, Daddy," he moaned
softly. Then Alan kissed the back of his neck and he felt loved.

Alan slowly pushed his cock all the way into Jake's hole and then waited a
couple of moments to let the boy get accustomed to its size. "I'm going to
fuck you now, slave," he announced before starting to thrust slowly in and
out of the tight hole. After a few minutes, he began fucking the boy hard
and fast. This didn't last long though. Alan pulled his cock out and said,
"Get through to the bedroom, slave."

Alan gently but firmly pushed Jake to the bedroom and ordered him to bend
over with his hands on his knees. Once the boy was in this position, Alan
picked up the cock whip sitting by the bed and applied five strokes across
each buttock. He knew this would sting but not damage Jake's skin. The soft
strands on the cock whip left the buttocks rosy pink.

"Now lie on the bed, on your back," instructed Alan. Once the boy was in
position, Alan climbed on top and lowered his buttocks onto Jake's
face. "Stick your tongue up my arse, boy. Pleasure me," he said while
gently toying with the erect tits on the smooth chest between his thighs.

Jake didn't hesitate. He loved to pleasure his daddy and he loved having
his nipples abused. He licked the hairy arsecrack and then sought out the
puckered hole. Soon the tip of his tongue was poking inside.

The boy wondered why his daddy was no longer playing with his nipples but
then he felt the cock whip hitting his rigid click. He pushed his tongue
deeper into the arsehole, trying to give greater pleasure.

"You're doing a good job, slave," said Alan. Jake felt pleased and then
surprised when his daddy moved off him. "I really need to fuck you now. Get
on your hands and knees."

Jake quickly scampered into position. He felt Alan apply a generous amount
of KY jelly to his hole before moving behind him. This time there was
almost no pain when he was impaled on the huge cock. "Thank you, Master,"
he said when he felt the man's pubic hair pressing against his buttocks.

Alan was soon fucking the boy hard and fast. "Harder, Master...if you
wish," said Jake. "Use your slave for your pleasure."

Alan smiled, knowing that Jake was really into this scene. He slid his
hands under the boy's body and sought out his nipples. Soon he was pulling
and twisting the boy's nipples while fucking him hard. Jake was squealing
in delight. "I'm going to cum soon," Jake said after only a few minutes.

"Tell me when," said Alan as he tugged harder at the boy-tits.

"Ahhhh, any second now," cried Jake.

Alan moved his right hand down to Jake's cockhead just in time to catch the
first blast of spunk. He slowed down his thrusts to ensure that he caught
all of the boy's cream in his hand. "Oh, fuck!" Jake moaned as he produced
the biggest load of cum in over a week. He lost count of the number of
eruptions but he knew it had to be eight or nine.

"That's a man-size load, Jake." Alan showed his cum-filled hand to the boy
and then lifted it to his own mouth and licked up every drop.

Having eaten Jake's spunk, Alan resumed fucking the boy hard and fast. Very
soon he was really pounding into him, bouncing off the small buttocks and
ramming his thick cock deep inside with each thrust. With his prostate
continuing to get a battering, Jake's cock remained hard while he whimpered
at being fucked so hard. "I think I'm going to cum again, Daddy!" Jake
gasped.

Alan couldn't slow down this time though. He was too close to his own
orgasm. With a loud moan and one final thrust, Alan began spunking off deep
inside Jake's hole. Jake whimpered and blasted a small watery cum from his
piss-slit. The pair moaned together and then collapsed onto the bed.

The room was silent apart from the sound of deep breathing for several
minutes. Then Alan spoke. "Are you okay, son? I got a bit carried away
there."

"Oh, Daddy. That was wonderful!" Jake replied. He twisted round to look
into Alan's face. "I loved it. I used to fantasise about being a slaveboy
to a hunky older man and that was better than anything I ever imagined."

Alan smiled and bent down to kiss Jake. "I'm pleased but I'd better check
to see there is no damage. I was a bit rough."

"You could never be too rough, Daddy. I know you would never deliberately
hurt me," said Jake.

"No, never deliberately," said Alan. "But I could have hurt you
accidentally. Let me check." He pulled his softening cock from the boy's
hole."

"Not until I have cleaned your cock," said Jake. He crawled between his
daddy's legs and took the sticky, semi-erect cock into his mouth. Having
sucked as much as he could, Jake then held the cock by the base and licked
the shaft clean.

"Thanks, son. Now let me check you over," said Alan. "Your nipples are
pretty red but I don't see any damage."

Jake smiled. "They are fine, just tingling nicely."

Alan nodded. "Okay, turn round and let me check your bum." He ran his hands
over the smooth, pink buttocks. "The stripes from the riding crop are
fading fast. Now for the area most likely to be tender." He spread the arse
cheeks and gazed at the boy's hole. "Your entrance looks a bit
swollen. I'll need to apply some soothing cream. How does it feel?" Alan
asked as he gently touched the puckered entrance with his fingertips.

Jake winced. "It's a little sore but it was worth it. Thanks for the best
sex, Daddy." He put his arms around Alan's neck and kissed him
passionately.

Alan returned the kiss and then scooped the boy up in his arms. Jake
giggled as he was carried to the bathroom. "I'll fill the bath with nice
warm water and add some soothing bath salts," Alan said as he sat Jake
down. "Then I will take this soft sponge and clean every part of your
beautiful body. "I'll sprinkle you with talcum powder and apply cream to
your tender lovehole. And then I will cuddle you all night long."

Jake just smiled and said, "I love you, Daddy."

"I love you too, son," responded Alan. He kissed the boy's nose and added,
"Even though I might not always show it. I'm afraid I can get carried away
during sex because you are so hot."

"I love you when you're being gentle and very loving," said Jake. "And I
love you just as much when you are pretending to be a nasty big brute and
fucking me hard. I would do anything for you, Daddy. Anything to make you
happy."

Alan smiled and kissed his boy once more.



To be continued