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  • Make me daddys lil boy

    • I will always remember the first time Dad took my cum. It was completely unexpected. It was during the summer. Dad had been working a lot. He had put on about an extra twenty pounds. Which I think looked pretty good on him. He was busting out of his size fourty waist though. With him working so much and not being home, he was always in a bad mood when he was at home. Mom and him always seemed to be in one argument or another. As summer started and the temp outside went up the temp of there arguments went up. Dad moved into the guest bedroom off the living room. He was still working late, fighting with mom when he got home.

    One Saturday mourning I woke up early it was just getting light out. Even so it was already warm in the house an I was hot. I was only wearing my bottoms of my summer PJ's, shorties and nothing underneath. I could feel the sweat running down my bottom. I got out of bed. My younger brother was still sleeping soundly. I grabbed my new truck at the foot of the bed and headed for the living room to play so I would not wake anyone. When I got into the living room I turned on the T.V. and found a cartoon and started to play with my truck.

    Within a few minutes my dad was standing at the door of the guest room bellowing about the noise. I looked up and saw this man. A man in nothing but a pair of boxer shorts. He was big and hairy. His belly was pushing the waist to its fullest. It was about to break from the strain. He had a full raging hard-on that was also bust the material, and here he was in front of me.

    I was telling myself to listen to what he was saying or he would get more angry but I could not take my eyes off his dick or his boxers. I heard, "So nothing to say for yourself?"

    I could feel my boy cock growing an my balls tightening as he said, "So I will teach you a lesson."

    I could see Dad's leg start to twitch. I thought oh no I'm in for it now. Dad told me to get into the room. I did as I was told. I just keep staring at him. He took me by the waist at first very close to him between his legs. I could feel his hardon rub on my legs. I was completely hard at that point.

    He asked, "What the hell were you thinking five am on a Saturday morning with the T.V. going and that truck?"

    All I could say was, "I dont know." As he lay me across his lap I struggled to stop him. My boy cock popped out of my PJ's. When I quickly roled to try to hide it from him, it slid into the fly of his boxer shorts. I could feel his hardon against mine and my mind was racing of wild thoughts. His knee was twitching, rubbing our cocks together.

    He reached around the front of me to undo my PJ's just grazing my hip and sending shrills throughout my body. He pulled my shorts to my knees. Then he hit my bare bottom.

    "Are you enjoying this?" he asked and hit me again. My mind and body were lost in a whirlwind. I could not focus on anything. My balls were aching, wanting for something to happen but not knowing what.

    The fifth smack came and that was all I could take. My boy load was all over Dad's cock, balls and boxer shorts. I was moaning and groaning like an animal. Dad stopped the spanking. He lightly held his hand over my mouth saying, "What did you do?"

    When I stopped I said, "I don't know."

    He stood me up and my cum was everywhere. As I tried to wipe it off Dad he said, "No. It will be ok."

    His cock popped out of his boxers. I tried to clean my sticky cum off it. He began to moan and groan. The cum would not wipe off so I tried to lick it off with my tongue. Dad said, "No, don't do that," as I began to tongue his shaft up and down, cleaning off the sticky cum I had put there. I worked my way down to the balls and cleaned them off also.

    Dad kept trying to stop me. I just kept telling him, "I want to clean up my mess."

    Dad kept moaning louder and louder. He was enjoying this. I wondered what to do next to please him. I didn't know. I took a hold of his cock and just kept licking as if it were a lollipop. Then looking at it I got the ides of sticking it in my mouth and playing with it. So I did it. As soon as I stuck it in my mouth and started using it like a straw, Dad did the same thing I did only a lot more. It was everywhere again and I was cleaning it up off him and his boxer shorts.

    The rest of that summer Dad was in a better mood. Since then I have always been attracted to Daddies. I love to see men in their boxer shorts, and I love them to leave them on when I am giving them a blow job.


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