Date: Sat, 15 Nov 2014 12:08:18 -0800 From: John Nunya Subject: Big Papi - I Go Home Part Three of the Big Papi Stories DISCLAIMER: Gay, underage, oral, anal This story is a work of fiction and contains graphic scenes of sex between a consenting underage boy and an adult male. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: I wrote this story and hold all rights to it. If you like it, please share it or send me an email at auld_fart at yahoo dot com. Please don't repost this story or publish it elsewhere without my explicit (heh) permission. Copyright 2014 Auld Fart, All rights reserved. I only stood there for a moment before collecting myself (and my clothes). Quickly, I dressed then headed home where, just like the last time, I jerked off over and over to the memory of what we'd done and thoughts of what we might do next. The rest of that week dragged on like the last week of school before summer break. I jerked off twice as often as usual (which was saying something), lost in memories of what Big Papi and I had done and wondering what we'd do once we were in his house. Would we kiss? Would we suck each others' cocks some more? Would we (and here my belly tingled even as I cringed at the thought) fuck? Every time I thought I'd come up with the best idea of what we'd do, I'd have another thought and get even hornier and more anxious for Saturday morning to come. Finally, the big day arrived. I'd stayed up late the night before, jerking off into a sock and making up ever more implausible scenarios for the morning. As a result, I slept late and only woke up when my mom called out that it was nine and she was going shopping and did I need anything? I almost broke a toe when I jumped out of bed and hit the chair by my desk. Cursing under my breath, I yelled back that I didn't need anything. I hopped around the room for a few minutes and then finally went into the bathroom to shower and get ready for our tryst. I took extra time, making sure that every part of me was as clean as it could be and slowly jacking off to the thought of what we might do today. By the time I was done, the water had gone cold and I had just a few moments to get to the park and Big Papi. Grabbing a quick Pop Tart from the pantry, I jumped onto my bike and raced over to the park. I parked the bike under a big elm tree and locked it up, then headed straight over to the bathroom. Once again, I went to the furthest stall, stripped naked, and waited for Big Papi to arrive. Before I'd been there ten minutes, the door creaked, telling me that someone had come into the bathroom. I knew that it wasn't Big Papi when the mysterious stranger went into the stall next to me. Through the glory hole, I saw an eye searching around my stall until it found me. As I realized that a stranger was looking at my naked body, I started to get a hard on. Before I could get dressed or even move to cover myself up, a low voice called out through the glory hole. "Suck my cock!" The voice was followed almost immediately by a cock, sticking through the glory hole. I'd seen the hole before and fantasized about using it but this was the first time that I'd ever seen someone actually putting their manhood through the hole. The sight and thought of sucking someone else the way I'd sucked Big Papi got me hard enough to hurt and I bent over to taste the offering. This cock wasn't as large as Big Papi's; instead, it was about the length of my five inches, but nearly twice as thick. As I started to lick it, the voice on the other side groaned in pleasure and a last little part of their cock came through the hole as he pushed against the divider wall. I started by stroking the other man's cock and giving it small licks. But soon the sweet and salty taste of the precum had me pushing more and more of the cock into my mouth. As I moved back and forth, the anonymous cock got harder and drooled even more of its sweet and salty fluid. Closing my eyes, I bent over and started to really suck on the cock, imagining that it was Timmy Johnson and we were finally having sex. As I sucked away, I played with myself, trying to edge as close to cumming as I could. Naturally, it was just as I was almost ready to shoot that I felt a strong hand on the back of my head pushing it into the cock sticking through the glory hole. There was no mistaking that hand; it was Big Papi taking instant control of me as he always did. With his free hand, Big Papi grabbed my arms to keep me from finishing my wank even as he pushed and pulled my head onto the stranger's cock in an ever-increasing rhythm. Once I quit trying to free my hands, he let go but used one hand to kept my face to its task. I next felt a cold wetness on my ass. As I sucked away, I felt one of Big Papi's fingers slowly inch into my asshole. At first it was a little unpleasant, but he kept adding more spit and moving the finger in and out in a motion that matched my sucking. Soon I started to relax, which was what he was waiting for. Suddenly, his finger plunged into my ass. I screamed a little, making the stranger moan, but then his finger touched something deep inside of me that sent a wave of pleasure through my body. When I moaned in pleasure, I heard the other man moan in response as Big Papi chuckled. Neither of us could last long. After just a couple of minutes of Big Papi playing with my ass, I suddenly came without even touching myself. As my seed shot onto the wall and I groaned in ecstasy, the stranger's cock pushed one last inch through the glory hole and shot gobbets of cum down my throat. Once we were done with our mutual orgasm, Big Papi grabbed me and put me in the corner. "Stay there!" he growled as he went out of the stall and opened the other door. "Hey!" the other man started, but Big Papi wasn't having any of it. "That's my boy," Big Papi declared. "And if I ever see you getting sucked by him without my permission, I'll hold you down and fuck you till your eyes pop. Get it?" The only answer was a confused "yessir!" as the stranger pulled his pants up and left the bathroom without even bothering to zip up. Big Papi next came back into my stall and faced me. "So, boy," he said. "My cock isn't enough. You want to suck everybody in town. Is that right?" "No, sir," I said, knowing that the answer was really "yes". "Don't lie to me," Big Papi said as he grabbed me and gave me ten quick swats on my ass. "I saw how you sucked on that cock. You love cock sucking. Say it." "Yes, sir. I love sucking cock." "You want to suck everybody's cock." "I want to suck everybody's cock, sir." "You want to go to my home and be treated like the cock-sucking faggot you are." "Yes, sir. I want to go to your home and be treated like a cock-sucking faggot." The words were deeply painful but true. I was a cock-sucking faggot and I needed a man like Big Papi to treat me the way I deserved. "OK, boy," Big Papi said. "The training starts now. I'm going to pull up outside in my van in two minutes, You will get your ass into the back of my van and then we'll go to my house." With that, he bent down and picked up my clothes, bundled them under his arm and walked out the door. Panic stricken, I wondered what to do. Here I was naked and in a bathroom where I'd just sucked off a stranger and I was supposed to go home with someone I'd only met twice before. Could I do it? And what if I refused and he kept my clothes? And how could I get from the door to the car when I was completely naked? As I dithered in the stall, I heard the van pull up in the gravel parking lot outside the bathroom. Grabbing my courage, I decided to just go for it. Quickly, I threw open the door and ran for Big Papi's big, black panel van. I opened the rear door as fast as I could and jumped in, slamming it shut behind me. Big Papi just chuckled. "Nobody saw your skinny little ass," he said. "The trees on the sides block the view." Looking out the van's front window, I saw it was true. It had been a test and I'd passed it. "Sit your ass down in the back," Big Papi told me. "We're taking the scenic route." Not waiting for me to comply, he put the van into drive and headed out of the parking lot. While the drive went on, I kept getting harder and harder with the thought that I was completely naked in his van and could be exposed at any time if we were stopped by a cop or if anyone looked in through the windshield. In the rieview mirror, Big Papi could see my cock drooling precum as I got more excited and just smiled. Every once in awhile, he'd reach back with his hand, grabbing whatever part of me was handiest and giving it a quick squeeze. The drive went by quickly even as the route twisted and turned; after about ten minutes it took us past the local college library. "See that, boy? That's cock-sucker heaven. Down in the basement in the back bathroom is a glory hole that the cops know about but don't bust. They figure its better to let the college boys get their rocks off there than to have them out knocking up local girls. You go down there and you'll have more cock to suck than you can handle." (Little did we know how true his words would turn out to be.) Surprise and relief burst over me. Big Papi didn't mind that I had sucked someone else's cock. He was even telling me how to do it safely. I knew that I'd have to check out the library, and soon; maybe even with Big Papi tagging along as he had today. But Big Papi had other things in mind. He turned away from the campus and soon pulled into the garage of a small, neatly kept home not too far from my own. Turning off the ignition, he pushed the garage door remote and closed the door. "Get out," he said as the garage descended into gloom. "Follow me." He put his hand on the back of my neck and led me inside to a nice but spare house. When we reached the den, he stopped and turned to face me. Eagerly, I looked into his eyes. He started to walk around me, inspecting my body. As I tried to turn to follow him, he stopped and said "Boy, you don't do anything in this house unless I tell you so. Now stand right there and let me see what I've got to work with." Abashed, I stood still and let him finish his circuit. He'd reach out and run his rough hands over various parts of my body as they caught his interest, squeezing my ass and feeling my biceps and pinching my nipples. Through it all, I stood still with a rock-hard cock that was slowly dripping precum onto his floor. When he finished his inspection, he walked over to a nearby armless chair and sat down. "Come here, boy," his deep voice growled. When I complied, he grabbed me and laid me face-down over his lap, just as I'd been in the park bathroom the day before. He pushed one hand into the small of my back, trapping me in place, and started spanking me with the other. The hits were much harder and louder than the ones I'd taken in the bathroom, probably because he didn't have to worry about drawing anyone's attention. And they stung much more thanks to the way that he cupped his hand to match the curve of my ass. After the first minute, I was squirming and squealing. He kept swatting me until my ass felt like it was on fire and then he stood me up and pointed to the corner. "Go stand in the corner," he dais. "You've been a bad boy and need to be punished." As I stood in the corner, I heard him moving around the room. He opened and closed a few drawers and turned on the television. I heard him walk to a DVD rack in the corner across from me, grab a movie and put it in to play. The sound was down low, so all I heard was indistinct mutters and moans. I wanted to turn around to see what it was but I knew that would get me another swatting and I wasn't sure my ass could take it. But if my ass didn't like the spanking, my cock sure did; it was harder than ever and dripping even more precum. As I mentally debated the odds that I could sneak a peek of the movie, the low sigh of a chair being sat on let me know that he was sitting back and enjoying himself. Finally, he said the magic words. "Come over here boy, and sit on my lap." Eagerly, I turned around to head to Big Papi's lap. As I caught sight of him, I almost stopped in shock - he was sitting completely naked in a big easy chair facing the TV. And sticking up from his lap, just slightly smaller than the TV remote lying next to it, was his erect cock. I almost ran over to him and jumped onto his lap, giving him a big hug. "Why did you spank me?" I asked, that being the most important question on my mind. "Because every boy needs discipline," he replied. "You are my boy now, and it is my responsibility to make sure that you get that discipline. Now lay across my lap and let me check you to make certain that nothing is broken!" I quickly laid face-down on his lap, with my face sticking off one side of the recliner, my feet off the other, and his cock poking me in the stomach. He rearranged me so that his cock was lying next to mine and then gently ran his hands up and down my legs, brushing across my ass cheeks which still felt as if they were burning. I heard a plastic lid pop open and felt a cool, oily liquid pouring down between my cheeks. Big Papi quickly rubbed the oil on each butt cheek and down in between. Every once in a while, his fingers would brush against my hole, causing a thrill to shoot through me. All the time, the gentle friction of his cock against mine caused me to get more and more excited and closer to cumming. But I tried to hold out, not wanting to shoot my load into his lap twice in a row. After about five minutes of this when I was so close to cumming that I could feel it throbbing in my balls, he pulled me around to sit on his lap. His breath on my neck kept me excited, as did the pressure of his cock against my ass crack. I was so distracted by these sensations (and by his gentle nips on my neck) that I kept my eyes closed for a few moments before I remembered that I wanted to see what movie he was watching. Looking at the TV, I saw a young boy just slightly older than me being fucked by an older guy who was almost as big as Big Papi. The two of them were lying on a bed and the man was slowly pushing his cock in and out of the boy's ass while the boy moaned and writhed beneath him. Unconsciously, I started to move my ass back and forth in time with the boy. My mouth hung open and I reached for my cock so that I could jerk off. But Big Papi grabbed my hand, swatting it away from my cock. "No jerking off unless I say you can!" he reminded me. In retaliation, I deliberately began to squeeze my ass cheeks on his cock as I slid back and forth. This time, it was Big Papi who moaned. "That feels good, boy!" he said. "You know how to make your Daddy feel good, don't you?" "Yes, sir!" "Stand up, boy!" he demanded. Reluctantly, I stood up in front of him even as the boy's moans got louder and more exciting. But Big Papi knew what I needed. He turned me so that I was facing the side of the chair and could watch the TV by turning my head. While I focused on the action on the screen, Big Papi amused himself by tweaking my nipples until they were rock hard and sore; he then started nibbling on my thighs, the rough stubble from his chin scraping against my cock and making me even more desperate to cum. Finally, when I couldn't stand it any more, his mouth closed over my cock. He started sucking, moving back in forth in a slow motion that gradually picked up the pace. I wanted to make the moment last as long as I could but all too soon it was too much for my teenage hormones and I shot burst after burst of cum into his waiting mouth. As soon as I had quick cumming, Big Papi pulled my face down to his. He started to kiss me, forcing my lips open with his aggressive tongue; I tasted my cum on his tongue and started to get hard all over again. Playfully, I resisted for a moment before surrendering to his penetrating kisses. As my mouth opened in response to his tongue's thrusting, he dribbled my cum into it, feeding me my own seed. I swallowed it, wishing that there had been more and that the kiss could go on forever. But nothing last forever. After a few minutes of deep, passionate kissing, Big Papi broke our embrace. "You owe your daddy," he said. "Get down on your knees, 'cause Big Papi plans to collect." Obedient to his demand, I dropped to my knees. As I sank down, he rose so that his massive cock was at the height of my mouth. Knowing what he wanted, I started to lick and suck on his cock. He groaned and held my head with his strong hands. He began thrusting his hips back and forth, slowly fucking my mouth as I tried to take as much of his member as I could. Behind me, I could hear the boy's moans on the television as the man fucked him. As the pair's voices reached a climax, so did Big Papi's motions. He grabbed my head and thrust his cock deeper into my throat, making me choke. But before I could do more than moan in protest his cock throbbed and blasted a load of cum down my throat. The smell of his cum filled my nose as the taste filled my mouth and I shot my second load onto his floor without ever touching myself. Big Papi pulled me up and held me in his big, strong arms. All he said was "that's my boy."