Date: Thu, 26 Dec 2002 12:25:19 -0600 From: Kory Diaz Subject: Hungry For An Older Man, part 2 (Adult youth) Hungry For An Older Man! (part 2) by Kory Dias Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you live, then please don't read it! Hungry For An Older Man (part 2) by Kory Dias Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you live, then please don't read it! Two o'clock took forever in coming! I was so tense, I almost took another cold shower to calm my nerves... and my hard, aching cock! The day was a real scorcher by the time I pulled my old VW into Zack's driveway; I was nearly dripping wet. I forgot all about that when I got out of my car and saw Zack coming around the house. He had obviously been working up a sweat in the back yard, and my heart skipped a beat when I saw him! Zack was wearing nothing but a pair of nylon swim trunks and the thin material barely contained what swung between his legs. I couldn't help staring at the outline of his cock-shaft and big balls, deliciously blatant inside the white trunks, which resembled briefs. Zack had worked up quite a sweat, too, which made his dick and nuts even more apparent. As I got closer, I could see the pink of his fat cockhead and his thicket of black pubic hair pressed wetly against the fabric of his suit. Then there was Zack's chest! Without the tank-top, his physique was even more imposing. His pecs -- well developed and hard with muscle -- were dusted with black hair that formed a 'V' pointing down to his navel. There it thickened before disappearing behind the drawstring of his sexy, white shorts. Zack's pecs were each capped with a sweaty nipple that looked like it might have been played with recently. I could almost taste the saltiness of the succulent, little nubs and I longed to suck each of them. There was no hiding the fact that I was staring at this middle- aged man. I couldn't hide what was bulging inside my own cut- offs, but Zack quickly addressed the situation as we walked around to the backyard. He pulled me to him and shoved my hand against his crotch, looking deep into my eyes, and a knowing smile on his handsome, bearded face. "This is what you came here for, isn't it, son?" "Yes, sir!" I exclaimed, loving it when he called me "son." The afternoon sun was bright in my eyes and, as I squinted in the glare, it was easy for me to imagine it was my own father embracing me. Judging from what I was grasping between Zack's legs, there was that similarity with my dad that I had so desperately hoped for! I squeezed the huge lump of meat in my hand and it instantly thickened. Zack's big hands slid down my back and tightly gripped my buttocks. "You got a sweet, little ass, Jeff." I wanted to tell him that he could do anything with it and I did. "Just go easy," I said, tracing the length of his prick with my fingertip and marveling at the surprising weight when I hefted his cock and balls. "It feels like you're hung like a bull!" "Only one way to find out, huh?" Zack said. "Yeah, Daddy!" "Daddy, huh?" he grinned. "Sounds good to me, son." Zack grinned at the possibilities of our harmless, little fantasy and he gave me a quick but intense hug. He then put a powerful arm around my shoulders and led me into his house. We went directly to the bedroom, where Zack wasted no time getting down to the business at hand. He yanked off my t-shirt and cut-offs, and he almost tore the waistband of my briefs when he pulled them down, too. Freed of my underwear, my stiff cock jerked upward and Zack gave it a good squeeze. "Hard as a rock, eh, Jeff?" "Because of you, Zack," I said, wishing he would give me another hug. Maybe even a kiss! "You're just about the hottest man I've ever seen." "Then maybe it's time you showed me exactly what you mean," he said, putting his powerful hands on my shoulders and pushing me gently but firmly to the floor. "Show your Daddy how much you like his big cock!" "Yes, sir!" I wanted to tear off those swim trunks and gobble down his huge cock, but I also wanted to take my time with this very special happening. I suspected a man as gorgeous as Zack wanted me to worship him a bit, and that was just fine with me. I leaned close and wrapped my arms around his muscular legs, rubbing my cheek against that enormous bulge inside those white trunks. I inhaled deeply, smelling his sweat and his very personal scent. While I nuzzled Zack's crotch, I fondled his bull-like balls through the nylon trunks, prompting a low moan of pleasure from the stud towering above me. I knew I was pushing some of then right buttons, something he confirmed by moaning his desires in that low, lusty voice. "Lick my shorts. I want you to get them all wet with your spit. So wet that you can see my big, hard prick through them." "Yes, sir!" I enthusiastically replied. I licked eagerly, lapping beneath his balls. I closed my mouth over his swollen cockhead and breathed my hot breath on it. My spit flowed like a heavy load, soaking through Zack's trunks and mixing with his sweat. Soon, I had them so wet they were see- through. When I leaned back to admire my handiwork, I gasped. Zack's prick was now almost completely hard and it looked like a sausage bent double and stuffed inside his swimsuit. I could only guess about how many inches he had in there, but I found out sooner than expected when Zack yanked down his trunks. His monster cock sprang free, a fat slab of stiff flesh with a bulbous knob oozing and dripping precum. Automatically, my hand darted out, my fingers wrapping around this huge trophy. Zack's hands squeezed my shoulders harder than ever. "Suck it, son. Suck your Daddy's big dick!" I sure didn't mind obeying that order! I held his dick just below the flanged crown and aimed it toward my gaping mouth. I had only sucked a few cocks previously and, certainly, nothing as imposing as Zack's awesome prick. My jaw actually hurt a little as I opened wider than ever to accommodate Zack's amazing thickness. The discomfort was nothing compared to the joy of servicing the beautiful, god-like man standing over me. Eventually, I worked his spongy cockhead deep within my mouth. With the correct breathing and stretching of my jaws, I actually started deep-throating my stud! Zack gripped my shoulders and moaned his excitement. "Damn, you've got a great moth, son! Nobody has ever sucked that much of my meat before." "I didn't think I could do it," I confessed. "I guess I want it a lot more than I thought." I pulled Zack's dick out of my mouth and tongued the hairy base of his shaft, inhaling more of his strong, masculine odor. I wished I could spend the rest of my life playing with this incredible, grown-up toy! I licked his balls until they were dripping with my spit and then I sucked them into my mouth, one at a time. I desperately wanted both of Zack's magnificent nuts between my lips, but their combined size was simply too much. Everything about this man -- my Daddy -- was super-sized! I continued sucking Zack's cock and licking his balls until he suddenly stepped back and pulled me to my feet. I was secretly hoping for something more, and my rock-hard dick jerked in response when I heard his words. So did my asshole! "How would you like to have my big cock inside you, son?" "Yes, Daddy!" I cried. "Oh, yes!" "Then let's do it, huh?" Zack got into the bed and lay on his back, pulling me on top of him so that I straddled his broad, muscular chest. My dick was aimed right toward the ceiling, so stiff it felt as if it was made out of iron. I was so hot I was actually afraid to touch myself, because I did not want to cum yet. Not until I had Zack's monstrous prick rammed up my young butt. I lay still as Zack produced a tube of grease from the bedside table and lubed his fingers. He worked them in my ass one at a time, stretching the resistance from my sphincter until my hole was practically gaping in anticipation of being crammed full of his huge cock. I knew it was going to take some work, but I wanted Zack inside of me so bad I was shaking! "Ready, son?" Zack asked, knowing damn well I was dying to have his huge dick. "Yes, sir!" "Then spread your cheeks for me!" Zack grinned as he lifted me up with his strong arms and held me above his throbbing monster. He watched carefully as I pulled my buttocks wide before he lowered me onto his pulsating shaft. I closed my eyes and gasped against the searing pain of Zack's flanged cockhead, biting my lip as I felt the knob push past my well-fingered sphincter. I kept thinking no matter how much it hurt, it didn't matter. There was nothing on earth I wanted more than to have this man's cock up my ass! My own weight was behind my butt as he lowered me some more, and I concentrated all my will to relax my lubed hole. "Yeah!" I groaned. It worked! I felt like a pole was being rammed up my butt as Zack's incredibly thick, long prick slid inside me. I sat on his groin, amazed at the fact that his entire length had slipped in with one, long effort. But there I was, happily impaled on Zack's dick. I was so excited that I began bouncing up and down, feeling Zack's huge cock stroke my guts toward explosion. As he thrust up to meet my every downward stroke, I could tell from Zack's expression of ecstasy that he, too, was barreling toward orgasm just like me. Those thirty minutes of cock-sucking and hours of powerful anticipation had done the trick. "Oh, Jeff... oh, baby! Your little asshole is so tight! You're gonna make me cum!" Zack cried. "Ride Daddy's cock! Squeeze it, baby. Squeeze your Daddy's hard cock. Make Daddy cum, son!" I was too far-gone to say anything in reply. I only moaned in acknowledgement, squeezing Zack's huge cock tighter, as he lustily banged my battered asshole with his monster prick. I never wanted this amazing fuck to end! Zack gave me a sudden lunge that carried with it a hot, wet, message. "Cumming, son!" he roared, shooting rapid pulses of his thick Daddy-cum up my hungry butthole. "Milk Daddy's cock, son! Take your Daddy's hot sperm, baby!" As Zack filled my asshole with his cum, I could feel it bathing my battered, aching prostate, and that pushed me over the edge! "Yes, Daddy!" I cried. "I can feel your jism. Oh, fuck, Daddy! Look!" Without touching myself, my young dick blasted a geyser of juice that splattered across Zack's hairy stomach and chest! Zack rammed his massive prick against my throbbing prostate again, and a few more thick, ropey streams of cum arced from my cock, striking Zack's bearded chin and face! Zack chuckled, in his basso voice, as my hard prick kept oozing cum, like a long dormant volcano, across his rippled abs, until my balls were drained along with Zack's. He smiled and pulled me close, crushing his cum-splattered chest together with mine, as we shared our first kiss. As I licked it from his handsome face, my cum was dripping down his jaw, running down his throat and neck. He pulled my mouth back to his, and using his tongue, eagerly scooping cum from my mouth and back into his own. Still in my asshole, Zack's cock had only softened slightly, and I gave him another, more gentle squeeze. "Welcome home, son." I hugged him tightly as Zack's stallion-cock returned to its glorious proportions within my ravaged butthole. It was good to be 'home,' in Daddy's bed! [You like? Comments happily accepted at shadowader43072@hotmail.com.]