Date: Wed, 12 Oct 2011 01:20:06 +0100
From: HomelessCub ... <homelesscub@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Papi 1/1

This story contains graphic descriptions of adult man to man gay sex. If
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This story does not detail safe-sex and while this is perfectly fine for
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Papi

	He came in through the front door, with the sound of his briefcase
slamming against the table signaling another hard day at the office that
had tampered his mood and left it up to me to cheer him up as per usual. As
I listen to the sound of his footsteps entering the kitchen, putting his
things away in a disorganized manner, and then pouring himself out his
first drink of the evening with more surely to follow before the night is
up. While he goes around the house, sipping on his scotch while he inspects
the sitting room to make sure my work is up to his satisfaction before he
finishes off his first drink and tops it off. To make his way up the stairs
with his heavy footing weighing down against the floorboards of each step
and creaking throughout he house. Alerting me to his movements as I hear
him make his way down the hall towards the bathroom, knowing in his mind
that he expects me to be waiting for him in his bedroom while he relieves
his bladder with more soaking his brief's than hitting the toilet boil. as
he tucks himself away and washes his hands before grabbing his drink and
making his way down to the other side of the hallway.

	The sound of the door opening draws my attention to my awaiting
orders as I rise from the bed and move over to him to take the drink from
his hand and set it on the nightstand, while I help him relax for the
evening. By slowly undressing him, knowing he likes to be treated like the
king of our little castle and enjoys the tease of me playing with his body,
as I pull down his suspenders and unbutton his work shirt. To remove it
from his robust body and fold it away for the night before my hands return
to their place to rub his chest through his white tank top. As I step
closer to his body and inhale his intoxicating scent that comes from a hard
days work and leaves me only wanting more from my papi. With my face edging
over to sniff his hairy pits for a moment as my tongue darts out to give
himself just a little taste of the man I love with me trying to sneak
another taste before papi tells me off and I instead continue on down his
body. As I unlace his boots and remove them along with his socks to put
under the bed neatly and out of the way for the nighttime. Before I move
back up him, with my nose sneaking a sniff of his crotch, knowing it was
not my next destination, as I pull off his tank top and throw it over the
armchair in the corner of room, and turn back. To find my papi surprises me
by taking a drink of his scotch and then placing his hand on the back of my
head as he kisses me deeply, sharing the drink with me and pulling me
against his body. As he kisses me deeply, sucking my tongue into his mouth
and leaving both our tongues dueling against one another with neither side
being the loser in this situation while he sets the glass back down on the
night stand and with his now free hand. He effortlessly undresses me to let
his hand trace over my smooth and chubby body, that papi demanded since he
wanted to be the only one with body hair in our relationship. As his hand
pinches my nipples before disappearing over to his glass to return with an
ice cube to tease them a little with a moan escaping my mouth with the cold
touch of the ice cube sending shivers down my body and pleasing my papi
before he ends the lingering kiss and simply stands in front of me. with
his scotch back in his hand with the ice cube dropping back into the glass
as he takes a drink and looks at me with his eyes telling me his next
orders. As I slump down to my knees and unbuckle his belt, along with the
zipper that soon drops as I, with his help, remove his work bottoms and
hand them to him so he can throw them over on the armchair and empties his
glass while muttering about needing another one soon.

	Papi soon returns to the bedroom with another drink in his hand, as
I find myself staring at his brief's the front part soaked in his piss and
with precum stains as a show he had been thinking off the evening just like
I had been. As I push, my nose against his crotch to find a small wet patch
that he added on his trip back, as I smile up at him and sniff the soaked
briefs with papi rubbing the back of my head. While I begin to add my
saliva to the wetness of his crotch, as I lick at the wet patch and try to
suck his cloth-covered cock into my mouth. As papi smiles at the look in my
eyes, knowing I want the real thing in my mouth and with my actions
becoming more begging to the need making him chuckle out about me being a
real cock-hungry boy, Before noting that I am his cock-hungry boy and he
wouldn't have it any other way. As he gives me permission to remove his
briefs as I shed them from his body while my hands trial up his hairy legs
and I stare at his erect cock, still covered by his long foreskin, that
helped give life to me and the large balls that were filled with the sperm
I originally came from. Before the sound of him giving me a sharp order to
stop wasting his time brings me back from my thoughts of incest, as I take
his balls in my mouth, switching between each side as I make sure to give
them a bath with my tongue. As he close his eyes and once again sets his
drink down to pinch his nipples, sending jolts down to his cock and leaving
it slapping against my forehead and demanding attention. While I force
myself to ignore it for the moment and I move lower down his trial, while
gripping his balls for the pressure, he loved on them, and I follow the
line between his balls and his ass to move around his body. As I part his
cheeks with a light bite mark on each one being followed by a kiss before I
move in and, without hesitation, knowing my papi is cleaner than most
people's kitchenware, I sink my face into his ass and inhale his scent that
was stronger from this position. Sending waves over my body and shutting
off a part of my mind, as my tongue licks around his rosebud and soon makes
it way into his hole with his hands spreading his cheeks to try to tongue
fuck him with the animal side of my lust taking over my body. With the
sound of papi groaning out that I was a good boy for treating him so well,
as my tongue goes a little deeper and I suck at his rosebud with kisses
soon following. Before papi pulls away and turns around to lean me back
against the bed as I smile at him and open my mouth, as he sets the covered
head of his cock on my tongue. Letting me close my lips over the head and
suck on it with an innocence's of love in my eyes, while my tongue probes
his foreskin in search of his slit in the hope of milking him of some of
his sweet precum. Before papi grips the back of my head and forces his
length down my throat as he fucks my face with a pace I'm far more than
used too, with us both knowing I can take his length with ease thanks to
the years of practice. As I simply close my eyes and open my other senses
to enjoy the feeling, as he picks up the pace a little and fucks away with
my tongue bathing his foreskin and loosening it up. Before he pulls back
and exposes his red forehead to shove it, back in my mouth with a growl as
I open my eyes and stare up at him. While I grip his thighs and my tongue
probes the slit coaxing his juices and giving me just a taste of what was
soon to come. As he fucks my face harder than before with our eyes now
staring into each other's and him giving me his finally warning and me
silently telling him I am ready. Letting him remove all but the head as he
tilted my head up and ordered me to open my mouth, while he stroked the
base of his cock with his growls becoming louder as he stares down to watch
his cock paint my tongue white with his cum and slid down the back of my
throat. Before he shoves it back in my mouth and fucks my a little more
with me milking the base to get every drop of the substance I became
addicted to all those years ago.

	By the time, I've caught my breath and papi has returned with
drinks for the both of us, with me quickly gulping it down to quench my
thirst, he orders me up onto the bed and for me to lie on my stomach. As I
soon feel his weight over me as he kisses the back of my neck with a trial
following down my back, as his hand reaches under and strokes my cock
lightly, making me quiver at his touch. While he kisses my cheeks, like a
ritual of asking permission from them for what he was about to do, as he
lets go of my cock and gently parts my cheeks to kiss my winking
rosebud. As he licks it, continuing the ritual, with kisses soon following
until he feels it parting and his tongue enters to loosen me up, with his
chubby digits soon entering after his tongue in search of my prostate,
while he strokes his cock to coax more precum out of it and rubs it into
his fingers to spread me open. Before placing the pulsing head of his cock
as the entrance and staying still as he orders me to move back against it,
watching me as I slowly push back with his cock disappearing up my ass
until we are both connected. Letting him move down and cover the back of my
body as he kisses my ear and whispers sweet promises to me with his hands
spreading my cheeks as he fucks me in an animalistic manner, breeding me
and reminding my body that it belonged to him for always. As the sweat is
soon dripping from out bodies and I can no longer speak under his spell, as
he beats my warn prostate for close to forty-five minutes, occasionally
slowing down or stopping to make sure I didn't cum before resuming his
tease fucking. Until the clock struck on the wall signaling an hour had
come to pass as he removed himself and got up from the bed to go and sit
down in the armchair.

	"Come on, boy. Come over and sit on your papi." he would call out,
knowing in my condition all I could do was listen and give into his words
without questioning. As he watched me get up from the bed and wonder over
to him in a drugged like state, to position myself over him to feel him
enter my body once more as he would wrap his arms around me and I would
rest my head on his shoulder. Giving myself to him completely once more as
I fucked myself on his cock with him still whispering to me and keeping me
going whenever he felt me beginning to grow tired. As he gave me a drink of
his scotch and kissed me before his hands moved down to my cheeks once more
and he thrust up to resume his heavy fucking on my hole, with the only
sounds coming from us both became growls that we seemed to be able to
understand. With him promising me release soon as he fucked me for another
ten minutes with me leaning back in his grip with my eyes shut and my mouth
agape with the final position being him making me turn so I could rest my
back against him as he fucked me with the last off his strength, giving in
to the needy side of me as I cried out for my papi and I could sense his
smile that came from the sound. As he puts an end to my torture for the
evening with his rhythm becoming unpredictable and his growls filling the
room and making my body tremble to the feeling of his cum filling my
insides and breeding me for another night. With my own cock almost bursting
at the seams, by the feeling, as he covers the head of my cock with him
empty glass to watch me fill the bottom of it with my cum, making him
whisper his pride for me at how much I could cum and all because of him. As
I rest my back against him and close my eyes with a grin coming over my
face, as he kisses my beck and tells me to drink up my reward for him to
watch as I waste nothing. Before he turns my head and his tongue enters my
mouth one last time to share in the treat until both of our mouths are
clean and I find myself drifting off to sleep in his hold. Making him lift
us from the chair and over to the bed as he throws the covers over us and
we sleep through the night with me safe in my papi's hold.

	It's been like that since my mother passed away all those years
ago. My father went through the roughest period in our lives and to top it
off my brothers wanted nothing to do with him because of it all. They left
him the first chance they took and when it came to his moment of need they
all made excuses about their own lives. Leaving my father feeling neglected
and unwanted as he began to drink heavily just to swallow the pain they all
left behind. In the end it all came down to me and at the time I wasn't
ready for the reasonability, I was still at school at the time and grieving
myself over my mothers death. But after I found my father unconscious that
first night everything changed in my mind, my own priority's became second
best too me and all I cared about was making him better and happy once more
to save myself from losing another parent so soon.

	That was the beginning of my fathers recovery and though nothing
sexual happened back then, that day was sure to come. As by my eighteen
birthday I had discovered many things about myself including my sexuality
and my love for my father going deeper than you would expect, and with me
never expecting me to return it in the same manner. As my father once more
became his old self, still not wanting to date other women and seeming to
like having me around the place or just knowing I was near. I could tell
all that, and as I grew older the thought of me leaving left him drinking
once more in a bad habit. That left me feeling trapped over the situation
and I couldn't understand why he was acting that way and in it all it lead
up to that first night we spent together in that manner.

	I returned home close to midnight, and having just spent the past
four ours fighting and breaking up with my partner of two years. Sure we
were in the closet and quite about it all, but that didn't stop us from
doing what we could with each other in that space of time and with us both
loving every minute of it all, or so I thought? It turned out the bastard
was cheating on me with his friends at the gym, and all with him during
that period pestering me to have unprotected sex with him! Thank God I
refused and after I found out the truth, I could have killed him, he could
have given me anything and worse harmed himself. In the end it all came
down to us screaming at each other before I finally had enough and stormed
out of the place and pretty much set myself up to never come back. After
his mother made a comment about my father and I in turn snapped at the
bitch and used what I knew against her before leaving all together for the
last time in my life.

	It had left me angry to say the least and throughout it all I began
to understand my fathers desire to drink in order to numb the pain as I had
gotten home while he slept and broke into his liquor cabinet to get myself
nicely drunk. Before my father came down from his bedroom and took one look
at the state I was in, which pissed him off to say the least and I expected
him to scream out at me. But when he saw the tears in my eyes, yes I was
crying because of that bastard and I hated myself a little, my father put
two and two together and sighed out as he joined me in the sitting room and
we both ended up talking well into the night. With him explaining things to
me about how he still saw my mothers death as his own fault, despite the
opposite being true. As we both ended up soon drunk, with my father
becoming quite over something in his mind that he didn't want to talk about
until I pushed him. I didn't think of what could have been bugging him as
he ended up blurting out that he knew who I was crying over, he even used
his name. leaving me now stuck, with no idea how to react or what I could
even say considering I thought I had always been careful in that
matter. While my father began to tell me how he came home early one day
from work, yes that old chestnut! To find me in my room with my legs in the
air and getting fucked, with us both oblivious to his watching eyes. As he
blurted out to me how he watched the entire thing, unable to take his eyes
of the scene as he watched me getting fucked without mercy for the length
of time it took my boyfriend at the time to fill his condom, with his
complaints about having to use the thing. Before adding a runaway comment
about me having to finish myself off as he had to leave, as my father hid
so my boyfriend could leave before looking back in my room to watch my jerk
off and give myself the release I needed before I headed off to the
bathroom to clean myself up, knowing I would need to make dinner soon.

	His truth all but floored me, I really couldn't lie at that point
and even if I tried. It's one thing to say he heard a lie, but a complete
other when your father stands and watches you get fucked. I didn't know
what to do and it left me staring down away from his gaze as my eyes
glanced at his crotch to find the old son of a bitch had an erection poking
out of his pajama bottoms. As I soon looked up at him again to find him
staring at me, as I tried to ask him why he never dated after my mother,
before he silenced me and demanded to know what I was looking out. Never
letting up until I admitted the truth and he asked me if I wanted it, with
me this time blurting out yes as my answer. Leaving him moving closer to
me, as I what I thought would be to hit me, before he kissed me deeply and
pushed me down with him into his chair as I wrapped my arms around him.

	I couldn't have believed it if I tried, the one man I had always
wanted was giving himself to me in the manner I had wanted. As his kiss
came to an end with my father telling me how he wanted to be the first
person to fuck me raw and without any rubber to separate us. Leaving me to
quickly agree as we left the sitting room to be cleaned in the morning and
he took me up to his, now our, bedroom. In which everything he promised and
more ensued.

	That was the first night for us as a couple and after he came
inside me the rules of our house changed, he was no longer my father in
private, but now papi as he became my everything and any desire I had of
leaving home t build a new lift changed as well. We redesigned the house,
with the master bedroom becoming ours together, though people on the
outside still think the spare room in the house belonged to me for
appearance sakes. As the years began to pass with my siblings staying away
with my warnings of them leaving our father alone and because of it all
nobody thought twice about me staying home with him. I found a part-time
work easily and we were happy with the arrangement that I would come home
early and prepare everything for him, with me cleaning the house, making
his dinner and later drawing his bath and all the while with me being ready
to give myself to him at any moment. In a sense it would make many think I
was his property but it was nothing of such. He knew how to take care of me
and give me the things no one else could. I love my papi more than anything
and without him God only knows where I would have ended up, still searching
for that someone to spend my life with when the truth was he was back home
all alone and needing me just as I needed him, and for that I will gladly
spend the rest of my life with papi until we are no more.

The End.

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