Date: Fri, 24 Jun 2011 22:40:28 +0000 From: Mark Angle <markangle@hotmail.co.uk> Subject: Daddies, Men and Boys Legal Disclaimer: This story contains explicit sexual content. If this offends you, or if it is illegal for you to access such content, please do not read. This story is fictional in every way. The characters in this story are not based on real people, alive or dead, and the events in this story are not based on real life events that the author has been a part of or seen. Any similarities in names or descriptions are purely coincidental. The author grants the Nifty Archive a non-exclusive, worldwide, royalty-free, perpetual, and non-cancelable license to display the work. If you like this story and want me to continue it, let me know at markangle@hotmail.co.uk or at http://www.markangle.org . ***************************************************************** I was licking Daddy's ass lovingly. I rubbed my tongue around Daddy's hole and poked Daddy's hole with it a bit. I inhaled Daddy's man scent and rubbed my face cheeks in his ass cheeks and kissed his ass lips with my face lips. I love my Daddy. I heard daddy deep voice. "Good boy, son. You're a good boy." I licked even harder to please Daddy. Daddy was sitting on the couch with his feet on my shoulders. I was kneeling before Daddy. I love kneeling before Daddy. He went on, "Good boy, son. Lick your Daddy's hole. Kiss it. Show your Daddy how much you love his hole. If you're a really good boy, Daddy's gonna show you how much your Daddy likes his boy's hole too, son. Think about that, son. Feel it loosen your own boy hole." I grunt slowly at the thought of that. I said, "Daddy, I love licking your hole so much, Daddy." "And so you should." "It feels so good licking your hole, Daddy!" "Good boy. You think like a good boy, son." "Oh, Daddy..." I kissed Daddy's ass lips again, so gently. I looked at Daddy's hole and knew how much I loved it. Daddy asked, "So my boy likes kneeling in front of his Daddy and licking his Daddy's hole, doesn't he?" "Yes, Daddy." "And that's right, boy. That's the right way. A boy's place is there, between his Daddy's legs, licking his Daddy's hole or his Daddy's feet." This made me love Daddy even more. I rubbed my own small dick against Daddy's hairy leg and I licked his hole some more. Daddy went on. "Daddies are better than boys, remember that, son." I thought about that. I let what Daddy said fill my mind while I went back to licking Daddy's hole. Daddy went on, "Boys like kneeling for their Daddies because they know their are beneath their Daddies and like to show it. Daddies are men and their sons are boys, and men are better than boys, son. Sons like to show their Daddies they know their boy place. And you know your place, boy, don't you?" "I do, Daddy, I do! Kneeling before you, between your legs, Daddy! Kissing your hole, Daddy!" Daddy said, "Good boy. Come up here, boy. Show me how your Daddy's hole tastes, my son." I kissed Daddy on the lips, on his face lips, and he pulled my head towards him with his big hairy arms and filled my mouth with his tongue. He reached all in my mouth with his tongue and took all the Daddy scent back. Then he pulled me away and said, "Good boy, son. You're a good boy." "Thank you, Daddy." My dick, which is much smaller than Daddy's, was hard. It was hard for Daddy. Daddy caressed my dick and I shivered. Daddy went on, "You like it when Daddy touches your dick, boy." "It's Daddy's dick to use, Daddy. Daddy chooses when it gets touched, Daddy." "You're so good in fact that I'll allow you pick a treat. What do you want, son? Anything." I didn't have to think long. "I want to smell and lick your pits, Daddy." Daddy took off his t-shirt. It was a thin layer of material -- the only thing he was wearing -- that was stretched over his huge muscles. Daddy raised his left arm and he shoved my face into his sweaty pit and I was in heaven. I inhaled as far as I could, as deep as I could to get that Daddy scent inside of me. Then, I quickly exhaled so that I could inhale Daddy's man scent again. Daddy said, "Good boy... Good boy... Take that Daddy scent inside of your boy body and inside of your boy mind." And I could only moan, "Oh... Daddy... You're my Daddy..." And Daddy said, with his deep voice, "Yes, boy, I'm your Daddy. How much do you love your Daddy, my son?" "I love Daddy completely, Daddy." "What do you like most when you're with Daddy, son?" "I like obeying Daddy." "Good boy. That's what boys do, they obey their Daddies." "Yes, Daddy." "Do you like it when men fuck you, son?" "I like it, Daddy." "Why do you like it when men fuck you, son?" "I like it because it comes from Daddy, because Daddy is offering his son to them, because every dick that gets into me feels like it's coming from Daddy." "You're a very good boy... A very good boy. Now, lick Daddy's pit." I hesitated. "What's the trouble, boy?" "Daddy, if I lick your pit, it's not going to smell any more..." I was worried, of course. Daddy went on, "Boy, first of all, my Daddy scent will come back. And I have another pit for you to smell and lick, boy. But mostly, you shouldn't do it because you like it boy, but because your Daddy is telling you to. Understood, boy?" "Yes, Daddy." So I licked Daddy's pit as hard and as lovingly as I could. And Daddy said, "Good boy... Good boy... Licking his Daddy's pit. Play with your hole, boy. Tease your hole, boy. It's going to see a lot of action tonight, boy." I teased my hole with my fingers because Daddy had told me to do so. I asked Daddy, between licks, "Daddy, why do Daddies have boys, if men are better than boys?" Daddy answered, "Daddies have boys to used them, son. Daddies have boys so that their boys can suck and lick and get fucked, boy. What would you be without licking your Daddy and getting fucked by your Daddy and by the men Daddy likes to have you fucked by, boy?" I thought about that. "Without that, Daddy, I'd be nothing." "Good boy. You're a very good boy, son. Just like your brother, boy. You're both good boys." Daddy kissed me, another deep, strong kiss. Then Daddy went on, "Now the other pit, boy. We have time before the men arrive boy. And what do we know about men, my son?" "Men are better than boys, Daddy. That's why boys must serve and be used by men, Daddy." Daddy smiled. "Good boy." markangle@hotmail.co.uk www.markangle.org