Date: Tue, 15 Nov 2016 16:11:42 +0000 From: Bill Jonners Subject: Jake's New Daddy 39 Can you imagine life without Nifty? Please show your support with contributions to keep the Archive online. You can find out how at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html This story is completely fictional. It is a tale about a young man in a relationship with a dominant older man he met through the internet. Comments always welcome. Please write to me at colin4men@gmail.com JAKE'S NEW DADDY Chapter 39 Alan had already changed out of his office clothes and poured himself a drink when Jake got home from college. "Sorry I'm late, Daddy," the boy said. "I was working in the library with Donald - he's the Malaysian student I told you about - and I didn't realise the time." "Not a problem. I'm happy that you take your studies seriously," responded Alan before giving Jake a kiss. "Donald is an unusual name for a Malaysian." "Is it? Many Chinese Malaysians give themselves Western names," said Jake. "It's not their official name of course. "Just like Jake isn't the name on your passport." Alan smiled. Jake nodded. "Yeah, I thought about Jacob but decided Jake was nicer." "I like Jake. And I love you." Alan put his arms around Jake and hugged him tightly. "Shall we go out for dinner tonight? I quite fancy pasta." "I could cook pasta and it would be cheaper than eating out," said Jake. "Don't worry about money. I think you deserve a night off cooking." Alan squeezed Jake's buttocks. "Now go and swap these jeans for your skin-tight black trousers. Seeing you in those always makes me horny and we can have some fun later." Jake laughed. "You're always horny, Daddy. Just like me." Alan gave the boy a gentle spank. "You make me horny, you sexy beast." Jake rubbed himself against Alan. "Horny enough to fuck me before we go out for dinner?" Alan smiled and shook his head. "I want more than a quickie, and I'm hungry." "I'm quite hungry too. I skipped lunch to start work on an essay," said Jake. "You shouldn't skip lunch, Jake. You need food for energy." Alan was concerned. "I had a big breakfast though...and that was after the protein cream from you." Jake winked as he reminded Alan of his wake-up blowjob. Alan smiled and shook his head. "Okay. Now get changed and we'll go and eat." *** On Saturday morning Jake and Alan went shopping in the town near their home in the country. "Let's visit the tailor next," Alan said after leaving the bookshop. "What do you want to buy yourself, Daddy?" Jake asked. "I haven't seen you shopping for clothes in a long time." "I want to collect something I've ordered. Something we'll need when we visit my Dad in Scotland next month." Alan didn't want to give much away. Jake was curious but he didn't ask questions. They were only just inside the tailor's shop when Alan's contact hurried over to them. "Good morning, Mr Armstrong. Good morning, young man. Thanks for calling exactly on time." The man smiled at them. "Good morning, Geoffrey," said Alan. "I was pleased to hear that it is ready." "I'll just go and fetch it," Geoffrey responded. "What's ready?" Jake had to know. "I've ordered a kilt for you." Alan grinned. "I will be wearing mine when I'm in Scotland and I thought it would be good for you to have one as well." "Oh. I'm not sure I want to wear a kilt." Jake wasn't happy because he couldn't help thinking it was like a skirt. "You'll look great in it. I know you will." Alan led Jake towards the fitting rooms. "It's in the Armstrong tartan, same as mine." Geoffrey followed behind, took the kilt from its bag and handed it over to Jake. Jake held it against himself and was horrified to see how short it was. It didn't even cover half of his thighs. "Isn't it supposed to reach my knees?" he asked. "Traditionally, yes, but lengths and materials are more flexible these days," answered Geoffrey. Alan liked George's response and added, "A handsome young man like you should show a bit of leg. Now go into the cubicle and put it on." Jake reluctantly went into the cubicle to change. Geoffrey smiled knowingly at Alan and said, "He'll look very hot wearing it." "What's taking you so long?" Alan asked Jake after a few minutes. "It's too short," Jake answered through the door. "Come out and let me see," said Alan. Jake came out of the cubicle and blushed slightly as he looked at Geoffrey. The kilt was shorter than Alan had expected, leaving a good ten inches (25 cm) of Jake's thighs visible. However the boy's cock, balls and bum were covered and would not be seen unless he bent over or sat with his legs spread. "I like it," said Alan. "And Dad will too." Jake thought of Grandad Alexander and knew that the elderly man would enjoy seeing him in sexy clothes. He decided it might be okay to wear the kilt in front of him. "I won't have to wear it outdoors, will I?" he asked. "It's unlikely," replied Alan. "You don't mind my Dad seeing you in it, do you?" "No, I suppose not." Jake gave a weak smile. "I trust you are wearing it in traditional Scottish fashion." Alan raised an eyebrow as he looked at the boy. Jake blushed and said, "Well, no..." Alan held out his hand. "Give me your underwear, Jake." When Jake hesitated, Alan said, "Take it off and give it to me now." Jake reached under the kilt and pushed down the white thong he was wearing, avoiding looking at Geoffrey as he did so. He then stepped out of the skimpy garment and handed it to his daddy. "Thanks," said Alan as he put the thong in his pocket. "Now walk up and down a bit and see how free it feels like that." Jake could feel his face burning as he walked up and down in front of Alan and Geoffrey. And to his embarrassment he felt his cock beginning to stiffen. "Not now," he said to himself. But the more he thought about being naked under the kilt the stiffer his cock became. The kilt was made of thick wool but it wasn't heavy enough to stop it tenting a little. "I think maybe we need to add the sporran now," said Geoffrey. "It will...erm, hide that." He reached into the bag which had held the kilt and brought out a smaller than normal sporran. "May I?" he asked Alan. "Go ahead," said Alan and then he watched as the man went behind Jake, fixed the chain belt around the boy's waist and then moved the sporran into position. With Geoffrey standing very close to him, Jake became fully erect. "How does that look, sir?" Geoffrey asked Alan. "Perfect!" Alan smiled at Jake and Geoffrey. "Come over here, son, and look in this full-length mirror." Jake gulped when he looked in the mirror. The sporran more or less hid the fact that he had an erection but the kilt was extremely short. Jake then felt Alan lift the back of the kilt and said, "Hey!" He was aware that Geoffrey could see his naked bum and tried to push Alan's hands away. Alan laughed. "Okay, you can change back into your jeans while I pay the bill." Jake hurried into the cubicle, forgetting that Alan still had his underwear. He was wearing his jeans 'commando' when he joined his daddy and Geoffrey at the cash desk and handed over the kilt and sporran for packing. "Dad will get an instant hard-on when he sees you in that kilt," Alan said to Jake as they left the shop. "Now where do you fancy going for lunch?" After having lunch and finishing the shopping, the pair drove home. "I want to see you in the kilt again as soon as we reach home," said Alan. "You look very sexy in it." "You think so?" Jake smiled. "I like looking sexy for you. Not for men like Geoffrey though." Alan squeezed Jake's thigh. "I bet Geoffrey was stiff looking at you. And it turns me on knowing that other men are jealous that you are mine." "I'm definitely yours, Daddy," said Jake. "I'm your lover and your sex toy. Are you going to fuck me when we get home?" "I might," Alan teased. "I might tie you up and play with you first." "Yeah?" Jake grinned at Alan. "I might enjoy that." Once home, Jake helped Alan put away the shopping and then hurried off to the bedroom. He returned moments later wearing nothing but the small kilt. "Hey, Daddy. See anything you like?" he asked, turning slightly and lifting the kilt to show off his bum. Alan smiled. "You are a naughty boy. I will have to punish you for being flaunting your body like that. Come with me." Jake tried not to smile but he didn't quite succeed as he went with his daddy to the gym/playroom which had been set up in the former garage. "Stand in front of me - just there." Alan pointed to a spot and then sat down on the bench. "You got hard in front of the assistant in the shop, didn't you?" Jake nodded and bowed his head. "And you let him see your naked bum, didn't you?" Jake was about to say that Alan was the one who lifted the kilt to let Geoffrey see his bum but stopped him. "I did, Daddy. I wanted to get him excited." "Would you have liked him to see your stiff cock as well?" Alan asked. Jake thought for a moment and gave an honest answer. "Yes, Daddy. I would have got a thrill if he'd seen me totally naked with an erection." "I thought so. Take off that kilt and bend over my knees." Alan watched as Jake removed the kilt and wasn't surprised to see that the boy was fully erect once more. Jake bent over Alan's knees, rubbing his cock against the denim-clad thighs as he found a comfortable position. Alan took hold of the boy's stiff cock and repositioned it between his legs. Then, with one hand on the boy's back, he rubbed the smooth buttocks and said, "I am going to spank you. I want you to count each stroke and say thank you. Understand?" "Yes, Daddy," said Jake. Alan lifted his hand and then brought it down across the centre of Jake's bum. It wasn't a heavy spank but Jake let out a little gasp before saying, "One. Thank you, Daddy." The second spank was slightly heavier and fell on the left buttock. "Two. Thank you, daddy." The third spank landed on the right buttock. "Three. Thank you, Daddy." Alan rubbed the buttocks and then gave them two spanks in rapid succession. "Four and five. Thank you, Daddy," said Jake. "Maybe I should use my leather belt and really warm up this little bum," Alan said. Jake took a sharp intake of breath and said, "If you feel I deserve it, Daddy." Alan smiled. He had no intention of really hurting Jake but he liked hearing that the boy was willing to accept a heavier punishment. "No, not today," he said and gave Jake one more fairly gentle spank. "Six. Thank you, Daddy," said Jake. "Okay, stand up and fold your hands behind your head," instructed Alan. Jake scrambled to his feet, his stiff cock bobbing and leaking pre-cum as he moved to the position required. "You like older men seeing you naked, don't you?" Alan took his mobile phone from his pocket as he spoke. "I guess so, sir," said Jake. "You liked being naked in front of my friends, don't you?" Alan took some photos with his phone as he walked around Jake. "Hmm yes, sir. I became very stiff when it happened," replied Jake. "I think I might send these photo to my Dad. What would you say to that?" Alan moved near and zoomed in for a picture of Jake's leaking cock. "I would say I hope your Dad likes them, sir," Jake responded. "What if I were to send them to all my friends?" Alan teased. "No, sir. Please don't do that," Jake begged. "I trust your Dad but...well, I only know some of your friends and...and..." "Don't worry, Jake," said Alan as he put his phone down. "I wouldn't do that to you. But I'm pleased to hear you have limits too." He hugged the boy and gave him a kiss. "Only my closest, most trusted friends will ever see you naked." "Thank you, Daddy," Jake said with a smile of relief. Alan knelt and licked the pre-cum from Jake's cockhead. "Mmm, very tasty. Now what shall we do with you? I know. You need some exercise so I want you to run on the treadmill." "You want me to run with my hard cock bouncing?" Jake smiled. "Yes, and with weighted clamps attached to your nipples. Hold on," replied Alan. He went to the small cupboard where they kept their toys and returned with several items. Jake hissed as screw-clamps were attached to his nipples but his cock throbbed with excitement because he loved tit-play. He winced slightly when weights were added to the clamps. He smiled again when Alan fitted a cock ring "to keep this beauty hard" and then followed Alan to the treadmill. Soon Jake was running at a relatively fast speed, with the weights tugging at his nipples and his cock bouncing. Alan watched in amusement then picked up his phone to record the scene on video. "Dad will enjoy this, I think. I bet he's never seen anything like this before." Jake smiled at the lens and said, "Hi Grandad. I hope you enjoy watching this." "Better let him see your bouncing buns as well," said Alan as he moved to film Jake from the rear. "He won't need his little blue pill to fuck you after he sees this." "I hope you won't need a blue pill either." Jake chuckled. "Ooh, naughty comment!" Alan shut down his phone and went over to pick up the small multi-stranded cockwhip. "I will have to punish you again." Jake laughed because he knew his daddy wouldn't hurt him but he let out a loud "Ouch!" when the cockwhip was brought down across his buttocks. "Keep running, boy," said Alan as he put the cockwhip down. He couldn't take his eyes off Jake's buttocks as he stripped off just out of the boy's sight. "My nipples are beginning to really hurt now, Daddy," said Jake. "Please remove the weights." "I thought you liked having your boy-tits abused. Are you becoming a wimp?" Alan responded as he stepped out of his boxer-briefs. "I was thinking of adding weights to your balls." "Not while I'm running on this machine, please Daddy," said Jake. Alan picked up the cockwhip and gently lashed out at Jake's buttocks. "I suppose that might be too much for a boy," he said. He then stopped the treadmill and removed the weights from the nipple-clamps. Jake sighed with relief but then he winced and moaned loudly when the clamps were taken off his nipples and the blood flowed back into them. "Start running again," ordered Alan as he switched the treadmill back on. He watched as Jake got back into his stride then flicked at the reddened nipples with the cockwhip. Jake gasped or moaned each time his nipples were hit but made no attempt to dodge the whip. Alan noted that Jake was leaking pre-cum again and started flicking the cockwhip at the boy's cock and balls. Jake made a noise that was somewhere between a whimper and laughter as the soft leather strands hit him but the expression on his face suggested he was enjoying the treatment. After a few minutes, he said, "Please Daddy. Stop now and fuck me. I need to cum." Alan smiled as he was eager to fuck Jake. He switched off the treadmill and helped Jake onto the floor. "Over the horse, I think," Alan said as he manoeuvred Jake towards the old vaulting horse he'd bought from a village school some years earlier. Jake bent over vaulting horse, the leather feeling cool against his skin as Alan used soft rope to bind his ankles and wrists to the four wooden legs. "Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck your sex slave," he said. Alan spanked the boy's bum. "Don't tell me what to do, Boy!" He smiled as he said this though. Both of them enjoyed master-slave fantasies. Then he fetched a tube of KY jelly and began lubricating Jake's waiting arsehole. One finger was soon joined by two as the tight, hot hole was prepared for fucking. Jake moaned softly when three fingers were used and Alan knew that his boy was ready. He quickly greased his own cock and then pushed the cockhead between the firm arsecheeks. Jake moaned and pushed back when he felt the head of his daddy's thick 9.5 inch (24 cm) cock pressing against the puckered entrance. Then suddenly the cock gained entrance and about 4 inches (10 cm) penetrated the tight hole, bringing a loud gasp from Jake. "Oh yes, shove that big log deep inside me. Fuck me hard!" he said barely a second later. Alan was in the mood for a hard, rough fuck too. He took hold of Jake's hips and then rammed the rest of his cock deep inside in one brutal thrust. "Ooof!" Jake was surprised by force of the thrust but he quickly recovered. "Yeah, that was good. Do it again!" Alan pulled back until only his cockhead remained inside, paused and then rammed his cock balls-deep once more. Jake gasped and then said, "Yes, Daddy. Use me for your pleasure." Alan was amused by Jake's choice of words but he began to fuck him properly, and was soon moving at a fast and furious pace. Jake moaned as Alan slammed into him again and again. He moaned, he whimpered and he leaked pre-cum. After less than five minutes he gasped and shouted, "I'm cumming, Daddy. I'm cumming!" Then he started spunking off, firing several powerful blasts of cum onto the floor. This took Alan closer to the edge but he was able to last several more minutes before he grunted and sent volley after volley of hot man-cream deep into the boy's arsehole. He shuddered as strong emotions flowed through his body and he clung tightly to Jake. There was silence for a few minutes and then Jake said, "That was great, Daddy. Really hot." "I wasn't too rough on you? I thought maybe I was hurting you but I got carried away." Alan stroked Jake's shoulder and kissed the back of his neck. "It hurt in a good way," said Jake. "I wouldn't like it like that every time but it felt right just now." "You are so sweet." Alan kissed Jake again and then moved back, allowing his spent cock to slip from the well-fucked hole. "I'm going to carry you into the shower now and wash you like a baby. And tonight I'll make love to you properly. Slow and gentle." He started to undo the bondage as he spoke. "Thanks, Daddy. I will love that too." Jake put his arms around Alan as soon as he was free and then kissed him passionately. "I love you, Daddy," he said before he was scooped up into Alan's arms. To be continued