Date: Thu, 8 Aug 2013 23:56:37 -0700
From: Mark Angle <markangle@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Worshipping Daddy 5

Worshipping Daddy 5

by Mark Angle


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NOTICE:  Gentlemen, please keep in mind that this, like all of my
works, is a works of fiction. It is  not  modeled  on  any actual
events and it is not intended to be taken literally.



I  felt  a  warm hand holding the side of my face. It was a huge,
rough hand with dark hair on the back. I'd know it  anywhere.  It
was  Daddy's.  Daddy  held  his  hand a bit away from me and then
touched my mouth with the tip of his fingers. He said, "Kiss your
Daddy's  hand, cuntboy. You'll be glad you did." I kissed Daddy's
hand gently and carefully. I had the impression something  impor-
tant was going on, even though I didn't really know what.

A  couple of men had showed up on the opposite side of the table.
They were playing with my hole. Some time before we'd  even  come
here, Daddy had shown me some men who could keep their holes open
just by relaxing it. I could not do that. (Daddy said it was okay
if  I couldn't yet. There was still time for me to learn.) But my
hole was as relaxed as it had ever been. It was a bit  sore,  but
not  much.  I just was feeling good all over. The men were taking
turns putting a finger in my hole and making small gentle circles
with  it.  It made me moan. It made me feel very good. I was very
thankful to Daddy.

Daddy went on, "We're going to try a few  new  things  today,  my
little  cumdump.  One  I'm not sure you'll like. The other... The
other will be your reward for being such a good boy today."

On the table next to mine, the two boys were  still  there.  Each
was  being  fucked  by a different man and they were sucking each
other. They were lying on their side, each one sucking the other,
each  one  with a man behind him, fucking. Daddy waved at the men
around the other table, the one further away, the  one  with  the
boy who had just been licked by all the men.

As  soon  as they saw Daddy wave, they picked the boy up and car-
ried him to my table. The put him on all fours  with  pads  under
his  knees  and his ass facing me. I was not sure what to do. I'd
been with other boys before, of course, but it was just men fuck-
ing us. Something like this had never happened. I was still on my
back with my legs raised.  Daddy  walked  around  the  table  and
started playing with my hole. But he was not exactly playing with
it. He was scraping. He was taking some of the cum  in  my  hole.
Then  he  got  on  the table and put in on and in the boy's hole.
Then, he got me up and positioned me to fuck the boy.

The boy was smaller than me. I couldn't  see  his  face.  He  had
brown,  untidy hair. His hole was perfectly smooth. The cum Daddy
had just put on it was  shining  in  the  ceiling  lights.  Daddy
pushed my dick into the boy's ass. He just said, "Fuck, boy. Fuck
for your Daddy."

I realized I'd never  fucked  anyone  before.  I'd  never  really
thought about it. But I started fucking. I was not sure how to do
it. Was I going to go super fast, like Old Joe? But then I  real-
ized  that  even  if  I'd wanted to, I didn't have it in me to do
that. So I just did what felt natural.  It  felt  good.  My  dick
could  not have been much of a challenge to anyone, even the boy,
but he was whimpering anyway.

Daddy said, "Do you like it, boy?" I was not sure what to say.  I
said,  "I  like it, Daddy." Daddy smiled and said, "You know what
that is, boy?" I was not sure what he meant. I  asked,  "What  is
it,  Daddy?"  Daddy  said,  "That's  virgin hole for you, boy." I
don't know why, but that made me fuck the boy harder. Daddy  went
on.  His lips were just by my ear. He was speaking in a deep, low
voice. I could even feel the vibrations of it on  my  skin.  "His
Daddy  wanted him to be fucked by another boy for his first time.
I thought you might want to try it. You seem to like it, boy."  I
did. It felt nice.

Daddy  was  not  touching  me.  I missed Daddy's touch. He asked,
"What do you like about this, boy?" I went  on  fucking  while  I
thought  about it. I said, "I like that it comes from you, Daddy.
I like everything that you give me, Daddy." Daddy nodded. "I like
the  feeling  of  the men's cum on my cock, Daddy. And I like how
fucking feels, Daddy." Daddy smiled. "But you prefer being fucked
by  your, Daddy, don't you, my little manwhore?" As soon as Daddy
said that, my cock got harder and I started fucking the boy  more
quickly.  Daddy  said, "I can see you do." He added, "Do you want
to meet the boy's Daddy?" I said I did.

There was a small crowd of men around us.  Some  stepped  to  the
side.  They  revealed a very tall man, bald except for a crown of
very black hair and a big black beard. He  was  wearing  overalls
the  top part of which had been take off and was hanging in front
of him, with the suspenders hanging in the back. He  looked  very
serious. He said, "You like fucking my boy?" I didn't want to of-
fend him. I said, "I like fucking your boy, Sir" as I was  moving
my  dick in and out of his boy's small ass. The boy's Daddy said,
"You're going to help me make him nice and lose like you are boy,
aren't you?" I said I was. The boy was moaning. He was saying, "I
want you, Daddyyyy," with a long moan at the  end  of  the  word,
"Daddy."

It did seem a little bit unfair.

The boy's Daddy said, "Not yet, boy." I was still fucking him. He
was pretty tight, it true. I looked at the fold in the boy's Dad-
dy's  overalls. The man smiled. He said, "You want to see why I'm
not fucking my boy myself, don't you?" By that time  I'd  figured
out why.

I  don't  know  if that was the biggest cock I'd ever seen, maybe
not. But it was much too big for that boy. The  boy's  Daddy  was
right  to  make  it easy for him. As I went on fucking the boy, I
looked to Daddy and said, "I think I'll be cumming soon,  Daddy."
Daddy patted me on the head. "Good boy for telling your Daddy, he
said. You can stop now". I stopped fucking  the  boy.  The  boy's
Daddy  picked  him up in his arms and the boy started kissing his
Daddy passionately. He rubbed his face in his Daddy's  beard  and
reached inside his Daddy's mouth with his tongue. He said, almost
crying, "I'm ready, now, Daddy. Please. I want it so much, Daddy!
Please,  Daddy!  I'll  do  anything,  Daddy." His Daddy had a sad
smile and said, "Soon, boy. But not yet. I don't want you to  get
hurt, boy. But believe me, you'll get your Daddy's cock and plen-
ty of other cocks soon." Then, the Daddy carried the boy again. I
heard  the  boy  ask, "Will you at least cum in my mouth tonight,
Daddy?" I could hear anything else. All I could see was that  the
Daddy gave the boy a big hug when the boy said that.

I  felt  a  slap on my ass. It was Daddy. He said, "You did good,
boy. I like it that you prefer getting  fucked  by  Daddy  rather
than fucking other boys." I hugged Daddy. He gave me a deep kiss.
I remembered that he said he had a reward for me.  I  could  tell
that  Daddy was looking at someone behind me. I turned around. It
was Old Joe who apparently had returned.

Old Joe said, "So do you really want to do this?" Daddy looked at
me  and  said,  "I  do." Joe said, "It's been a while hasn't it?"
Daddy said, "A very long time. But I can't help spoiling my boy."

Daddy  lay  me  on  my back on one end of the table. He spread my
legs. He invited men to play with my  hole.  They  came  quickly.
They came licking and poking. No one was fucking me, though. Dad-
dy lay down on his back so that his ass was by the edge  next  to
mine. We formed a rectangle with a corner of the table. Our faces
were very close. We could kiss. Daddy at first, just looked at me
in the eye.

Then,  I  saw  something  I'd never seen. Old Joe's dick was com-
pletely hard again. He took a bit of lube and  then,  I  couldn't
believe it at first, but he started fucking Daddy.

I  had never, ever seen Daddy get fucked. It was strange. It felt
a little bit wrong. Daddy was still looking at me in the eye with
a  serious  expression. I was not sure what this meant. I did not
know what I was supposed to think or  do.  Then  Old  Joe  asked,
"Now?" And Daddy said, "Now."

And then, Old Joe stopped fucking Daddy and walked towards me and
gave me his dick to suck. And that's when I understood what Daddy
had  done  for  me:  he got me one of the greatest dicks I'd ever
touched that had just fucked his own ass.

It was too good to true. I didn't dare touch it at  first.  Daddy
said,  "Go  ahead,  boy." And I did. Daddy said, "I know how much
you love your Daddy's ass. This  is  probably  more  of  it  than
you've  ever had." I wanted to nod but I was too busy sucking. It
was wonderful. It was like Daddy's smell was filling all  of  me.
Daddy  pushed  my  face further down on Old Joe's dick. "Suck it,
boy," he said. Old Joe moaned. I was sliding my head up and down,
then just licking, then just licking it, then sliding again. Then
I stopped.

Daddy said, "Is it gone, boy?" And I said, "It's gone, Daddy." It
hadn't  lasted  very long. Daddy smiled and said, "There's more."
And Old Joe fucked Daddy three more times and after each time,  I
sucked  Old  Joe's cock. After the last time, I heard a low moan.
By then, I knew what it meant. That's  when  Old  Joe  filled  my
mouth  with his cum. I had to swallow several times to get all of
it.


I don't think any boy loves his Daddy more than I love mine.


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