Date: Thu, 21 Jun 2012 14:34:38 -0700 (PDT) From: C R Subject: Daddy's Punishment Part 2 by Daddy J Daddy's Punishment Part 2 By Daddy J I couldn't stop thinking of the way I punished my son the other night. I've avoided talking to Ryan about it since that morning after. I still am not sure what came over me. I enjoyed it way too much. So much in fact, that I decided to find a mouth and ass that could take my huge cock. It's been a few months since I sodomized my son's face, and nothing has happened since then, yet I can't take my mind off of it, and there is no way to do what I really want to do with my son without sending him packing to the emergency room from internal bleeding... a curse of being so gifted. "Ding Dong" went the doorbell. I got up from my desk to answer, already aware as to whom it was but wanting to prevent another ring to avoid waking up my son. Since my moment with Ryan, I decided to venture into the world of same-sex sex to see if I could find something to curve my lustful rage for my son. I've met online a young "son" of twenty-five to come on over and see what happens. Am I gay? Am I straight? Am I just hot for my real son? I don't know, but I intend to find out. I answer the door and discover a beautiful young man on the other end. He has a very shaggy cut of brown hair, and striking green eyes and a clean shaven face. His whole body is shaven, no doubt to appeal to the dad/boy culture I've been exploring online. He's a very nice contrast to myself. He definitely has a boyish look to him at least, and I am old enough to be his real father, so why not? "I'm Jay," he responds, extending his hand out to shake mine. I notice he's dressed in light blue wrangler jeans and a stupid t-shirt with some cartoon on it. I have no idea which one. I'm an adult, so I don't watch cartoons... and I never really did as a child either. I should probably know a few because of my son, but I honestly don't. Underneath his clothes I can make out a massive chest and arms, way more developed than I would prefer, but he has a bubble butt that reminds me of my son's. His southern drawl combined with his mannerisms and dress give me the impression that he's something of a hayseed. Nothing wrong with hayseeds. I employ many of them, but I generally don't like to socialize with them. I stand at the door, adjusting my robe so as not to flash the neighbors, contemplating my next move and leaving his hand stretched out waiting for mine. I already don't like the boy, but I am very turned on by him all the same. Finally, after a few moments of silence, Jay puts down his hand and turns around to leave, muttering something about wasting his time. I was missing my chance! Without another thought, I grab Jay's arm and yank him inside, slamming the door. Jay stares at me, a little frightened. "Hi...," Jay gets out before I pin him against the door violently. "You know? Maybe I should lea-" I force my tongue down his throat, thinking of my Ryan the whole time. I need to know whether this hot young man, or boy, can do it for me or not. I never considered the fact that I might be gay before, but now the possibility is in my mind, I can't stop thinking about it. The boy's a good kisser, I'll give him that. It starts to get the job done as I feel my cock twitch under the robe despite the kiss being wetter than I like. My tongue overpowers his, and I explore his mouth with my tongue. Finally, I remove my tongue and mouth from Jay's, starring him down and waiting for him to make the next move. "Ooookaaaay...", Jay says, licking his lips. "Got a name?" "Yeah," I reply. "I'm C-, er, um...." I break away from the moment, trying to think of a fake name or something. I'm too well known in the community, being the wealthy old fucker that I am. "I do," I blurt out. "'Daddy'! Call me Daddy." Jay starts to laugh at my shifts in tone. He doesn't think I'm serious, does he? He's really infuriating me at this point! I shove his dumbass hick butt brutally on the floor. He looks up, completely dumbfounded now. Without a second thought, I take off his shoes and start to work on taking off his jeans. Suddenly, my robe comes open and my semi-erect falls out. Jay's eyes widen with fear, seeing the monster for the first time that is way too big for my son... and maybe even Jay! "That thing isn't going in me," Jay said, fearful. Without saying a word, I pick up a jar of Vaseline and begin stroking my dick. "Wait, hold on, sir," Jay protests, but despite his muscles, I'm still the beefy thick one here, and I pin him down on the floor with ease. Lightweight pretty boy! Probably never used those muscles outside of a gym, and probably doesn't know how to, either. "I got a fat cock," I inform Jay, my dick now at full attention. "Looks like you have a tight hole. Should go wonderfully for me!" "Wait, sir. Hold on. I haven't been fucked in a really lo-" "Too much talking!" I blurt out angrily, cutting him off. I picture Jay as my son, and suddenly my adrenaline and testosterone take over. I shove, very roughly and quickly, my nine inch cock up Jay's hole, and Jay lets out a loud scream and starts trashing about... just like my son does when getting a spanking. The resistance makes me almost ready to cum. Now, I don't want to wake up my actual son, if he isn't awake already, so I quickly tie the belt from my robe over Jay's mouth. The less he talks anyway, the better. "And it's 'Daddy', not 'sir'... boy!" I'm thrusting forward violently, letting my balls smack Jay's tight ass each time. Despite the quick-make gag, Jay's still making a lot of noise. I guess I can't blame him, but maybe in the future I need to gag him before I start ramming my rod inside him. Suddenly, I look up and see Ryan, in his pajama bottoms and carrying his favorite teddy bear, watching me intently, as if in a trance, fuck the shit out of this young man. The thought of my young son watching me with another man gets me going, and my thrusting gets more deliberate and deeper as Jay's muffled screams get louder. Jay tries to resist, but I got a good hold on him and each movement he make only slides my dick in further. I notice my son watching his dad's muscular, meaty ass flex with each thrust. I begin rabbit fucking him hard, and Jay looks like he's about to pass out from the pain, tears welling up in his eyes. Pussy. I'm not sure why, maybe it was the lust taking over, but I make the decision to just go with Ryan's recent arrival. "Hi, honey," I say to Ryan as he watches his sweaty, hairy old man thrust his red, almost purple, fat cock head in and out of Jay, his face now covered with sweet tears. "Daddy's just punishing this man here." "How do you get that to fit in there?" My son asks in wonderment as I continue fucking Jay. "I make it fit," I reply, smiling at my son's curiousity while the man below me whithers in ecstasy and pain from my huge cock. I continue stabbing away at Jay's hole while the conversation continues. I'm giving a sex show to my nine year old son. I have no idea how I have not exploded yet. This is hot! "What did he do?" My innocent son asks. "He stayed up late, that's what!" My eyes connect with my son as I shoot him an angry stare. "You've also been a bad boy, son. Daddy's going to give you your punishment next!" "What?!?" Ryan exclaims! "No Daddy! Please! Don't! I'll go to bed right away." "Too late, boy." I motion for Ryan to come closer, and I thrust one last time, going as deep as I can, wiggling my waist side to side to open him up a little more. Finally, I take off the gag and pull Jay up holding him in a full nelson with my engorged cock still up him. "Fucker," he says to me, still struggling. "You're about to cum, aren't you?" I ask Jay. He nods his head quickly. "Yes si-, er, 'Daddy'." I turn to my son. "Remember, Ryan. Do Mr. Jay here like a lollipop, and don't spill a drop!" Ryan drops his silly toy and I sit back and watch as my son cautiously starts to lick Jay's cock. Jay looks at me as if not sure what to do, but he throws back his head, moaning, and soon Jay's spurting gobs of cum all over my son's face as Ryan desperately tries to swallow every last drop to avoid his daddy's wrath again. I give out a deep laugh, as I find the situation both erotic and funny. As my real boy enjoys my new boy, I pop ou my dick before I seed him. Suddenly, I notice a little bit of shit and some blood coming out of Jay's ass. I really did fuck the shit out of him, didn't I! I flick the few pieces of shit off my cock onto the floor. I'm not into scat at all, but knowing that I just caused a grown man to ship himself? That's a fucking turn on! I should probably be a bit more careful with him in the future, as I don't want to clean up after him next time. I pick up a cigar and lighter from the nightstand and light up, standing in the corner enjoying the sight, contemplating exactly what I'm going to be doing to my son. After Jay's orgasm finishes, I hold the lit cigar between my teeth and walk back over to him. I push him violently off my son and back on the ground. "Clean it off!" I yell at Jay. "Wha- What?" Jay say, barely coherent. "I'm not feeding my cock to my son with another man's stank on it." "Oh god!" Jay cries out of embarrassment, finally realizing he crapped himself. "Maybe I'm not making myself clear, boy!" I ram my pecker down his throat. "Suck!" Jay starts to suck hard on my cock, but I'm stop him and pull him off me. "That's enough, boy! This seed's not for you! You don't deserve my seed." Jay looks at me, humiliated and defeated... and it's a pure aphrodisiac for me! "Okay, Jay," I say, trying to toss him a bone. I must be an old softie at heart. "Want to be my boy? Sit down and shut up, and maybe I'll invite you back here again." Oh, Jay is so coming back here again. He has a better ass than I even thought! I'm so done with pussy after tonight! But, now it's time for the main event... Ryan! "This is my son, Ryan," I inform Jay. "You're not to touch him unless I say, understood?" Jay's resting his head on the floor now, breathing heavily. He nods sheepishly in agreement. I cross my arms, looking directly at Ryan. "Son? Daddy needs to clean off Mr. Jay's stink off of you." With that, I relaxed my prostate and let my bladder unload in Ryan's direction. The stench of my urine coats him, and his blond hair drips with the scent of his father, but that wasn't enough this time. I needed to go further. I grab Ryan's head and forcefully shove him into the tip of my cock. At first, he coughs and starts to spit out my piss. "Drink it!" I growl at my boy. Our eyes meet, and I'm once again staring at him sternly with animalistic lust. Ryan looks back up at me, afraid to break eye contact. The audible sound of my boy gulping down his father's pee harden's my dick, and as soon as I'm done, I pull out and start stroking my dick back to full attention. It doesn't take long. I stand fully erect, placing my fat erect cock inches from my son's mouth. I blow a puff of my cigar in his face. He seems to like it as he breathes in the smell. Good boy! "You know what to do, don't you son?" Ryan just stands there, looking a little stupid with some of Jay's cum still on his face and my piss dripping from his hair. Oh, he knows what I want! I grab his hair with my burly hand and yank his head back. I'm going to fuck the stubborn out of his throat. He knows very well what I want him to do. "You will do what I tell you to do, son," I grunt through my teeth and cigar, grabbing my son's hair. "I'm not playing around. You're keeping me up and depriving me from sleep. You need to take your daddy's punishment. It's either this, or the spankings." My son just stood there lack-jawed. "Fine, spanking it is!" Before my son can react, I pull off Ryan's pale blue pajama bottoms and flip him upside down. I start smacking his tight ass, this time hard enough to leave red marks behind on his virgin skin. "Daddy!" he sobs loudly. I quickly put him back down. "You're going to do as your Daddy says this time?" Ryan nods furiously, the tears over his innocent face giving me a raging hard on. "Take a deep breath," I say to my son in a whisper. I grab the back of his hair again, and this time I smash his head down on my thick, meaty cock. I keep pushing until I can feel the back of his throat. I'm not being as nice as I was last time, especially if he's not going to do what I ask him to do. My thrusting knocks Ryan to the ground, but I don't give it a moment's thought. I reposition myself on the floor over my son and start to face fuck him with my purple-headed cock. Soon, Ryan's face is a mess of saliva and snot, and the gagging turns into an almost elephant trumpet sound as my son gags on my engorged cock. Ryan flails about, coughing and gagging more saliva over himself and my meat as I slide it back and forth. At one point, Ryan spits up a huge glob of saliva over his face, but as soon as he seems okay I go back to work forcing my meat down his throat. "Goddamn it! Son, you feel great. I should have started doing this a long time ago. That's a seriously hot throat." Suddenly, high on my own lust, I make a sudden decision. I've been afraid of hurting Ryan, but if I show a little restraint... I pull Ryan off my cock before I can cum. He looks at me confused, obviously expecting to swallow his dad's juices again. "Not this time. This time? You get fed a different way." Ryan looks at me confused, and I smile a big, perverted smile as I wave my pedo cock at him. "We're going to make it fit, son." Ryan's eyes went wide with fear. "Is it going to hurt, Daddy?" "Yes, son. It will." I lube up my cock again, and grab my son by the feet and pulled him with brute force onto his back. Ryan starts to kick instinctively, but I over power him and stick my tip in before he can even get a word in. Smiling the whole time, I force the first inch or so of my cock down his ass. My thick cock feels so good in his hole. I swear to god it feels like the inner lining of his ass is done with velvet cloth. "It hurts dad!" My son screamed. "Pullitoutpullitoutpullitout!" I don't say a word, but instead I remain motionless as my son calms down. "Feels better, doesn't it? I ask after a minute or two, maintaining eye contact. "Ye- yes..." "You like it, don't you?" I ask, blowing cigar smoke in my son's face. My son nods in agreement, obviously a bit surprised himself. I hold onto my cigar and I start kissing at my son's smooth, pale skin trying to show him that I do, in fact, love him. I felt his ass relax some, and I start to go in deeper. Ryan lets out a yelp, and I start slowly going back and forth once I'm about half way in. "I want this to last, son." I say in a whisper. "Daddy's taking your cherry away because you were a bad boy, but Daddy's still going to love you. "My cherry?" Ryan asks in between his gasping breaths as I plunge slowly in and out of him. I kiss him on the cheek Sweet, sweet innocent boy. "Daddy... take it out, daddy! It hurts." "But Daddy's only partially in, son. Daddy can't pull out. Daddy needs to fuck you... hard! With that, I jam the rest of my cock up my dear son. Ryan gives out an ear- piercing scream. "Please, Daddy. Please take it out. It hurts. Please, please stop," he says pleadingly and more submissive now. I pause, remaining motionless again and make direct eye contact with my son. "No," I reply coldly, covering up his mouth with my hand to avoid hearing any more pleading or screaming. I know I can't go to town on Ryan like I did with Jay, but the mere fact that I managed to get inside of my son's tight hole, all the way, is more than I had hoped. My son calms down a bit now... probably getting used to the rod that made him. I pick up the speed, but I'm still going pretty slow. Ryan's fingers dig into my legs, but the pain actually feels kind of good. Suddenly, my son starts to spasm, and I notice that at some point his baby cock has become hard I slow down the fucking, and pull out my pulsating cock, amazed. How about that? My only son really does enjoy taking it up the ass! Ryan looks at me confused about what happened. "You just had your first dry orgasm, son!" I explain. "It's like what Daddy does when he sprays goo out of his dick, only you're too young to make the goo." The knowledge of giving my son his first dry orgasm sends me way over the edge, and I feel the buildup in my cock ready to explode. I try to hold back, but I can't. I pull out intending to ram it down my son's throat again, but it's too late. This time, my cock starts spewing white cream like lava. My cum starts to drip down my cock, and it just doesn't stop. Damn it! I wanted to seed my son for the first time. I've never came like this before, I swear to god! As if by instinct, Ryan jumps up and grabs my cock, at first lapping up the flowing stream of white warm liquid before putting the whole thing in his mouth. "That's it, son! Take your punishment like a good boy. Swallow your daddy's seed." I push my son's head down on my cock again, enjoying the sensation of my son's slurping on my long orgasm and the taste of my cigar all at the same time. My boy likes his Dad's cream, and Daddy has a surprising amount of cream to spare! God, that's hot! I smile with pride as a few drops of my daddy juice ooze out of Ryans mouth and nose. After Ryan finishes devouring his dad's load with a lust unlike I've ever seen, I pull out of his mouth and give a big chuckle through my cigar. I use my softening cock to scoop up a few drops from my son's face, and I walk back over to Jay, who's still breathing hard in the corner. "Looks like you get some seed after all, boy," I say feeding Jay my cum off of my dick. "Thank you, Daddy," he replies. Well, now. The boy ain't half stupid after all. He can be taught! "Alright, boys. Bedtime! All of you, in my bed now." My son runs off, already knowing where to go. Jay looks at me confused. "You want me to stay the night?" Jay asks. "With you and your son? In the same bed?" "I swear to god, Jay, if you don't get in that bed right now and shut up, the next time I fuck you ain't going to be easy. Your choice." Jay quietly gets up and walks in the general direction Ryan did. I give him a quick slap on the ass as he walks on by. I follow him close behind, giving out a small chuckle and putting out my cigar. I can't wait to fall asleep cuddling with my boy's. It's going to be a great life, isn't it?