Date: Sat, 03 Jul 2021 00:33:52 +0000
From: greyone321@protonmail.com
Subject: Air bnb Surprise 2

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Usual disclaimers.
Adult/youth (m/t)

I was going to write this in two parts, but as it happened in one, I
offer it as such.


The encounter with this boy had left me ecstatically exhausted! I slept
for a couple of hours after he had gone.

Later that night we messaged for over an hour. Sometimes something just
clicks, and that was the case with him, despite the large age gap! He was
so sweet and thanked me more than once for the amazing time he had had
with me, and how he felt totally relaxed and trusted me. I was in love
haha.

Unfortunately, he couldn't meet the next day, but was free on my final
day. I wasn't going to miss out on meeting him again and managed a one
night booking extension on the apartment.

Again, throughout the following day, we exchanged messages and he sent me
pics that I asked for, to keep the heat up. We had settled on a dominant
daddy/sub boy formula, and he was very keen to obey his daddy.

He was at school during the day, so photos in uniform were the first set.
Every hour or so he sent one, then another one requested for later. I
returned a few, thick, daddy cock pics of my own. The first few were of
him getting dressed to go to school; eroticism in reverse.

On the bus a couple of crotch shots, hard 6 inch boy-cock outlined in his
trousers. He managed one with the fly open, his covered cock head
visible, pushing up and almost out of the open fly, covered in straining
red underwear. A little cheeky face one, broad smile, a grin, tongue out.

Once in school, straight to the toilets. Trousers and underwear down, ass
shot, open cheeks, boy-pussy fingering, cock and balls stroked, grabbed
and squeezed. I was probably erect for most of the day! The last business
meeting was not easy.

Later at lunch he took a little vid, in a quiet-ish garden near the
school. I watched his fingers unzip his flies, adjust his underwear and
pull out his cock. The camera panned round the garden /park area. People
were around, but far enough away for him to discreetly video.

"For you daddy." I heard him whisper.

The cam scanned down and he pushed his trousers and underwear over his
ass, squeezed his cheek hard and just a glimpse of boyhole appeared.
Fuck, I wanted to marry this one.

Afternoon in school, he was in what looked like a basement area. Ass out
again, and he fucked himself with a couple of Sharpe pens. I was finding
it almost impossible to keep to our agreement of 'no cum till we meet' .

Some stairwell, the last was another little vid. His gorgeous freckled
face, red hair, very cheeky smile. Camera pans down to his beautiful cock
and light fuzzed balls sitting outside his zipper. Hard as iron, shiny
cock-head raging red, foreskin pulled back, wet piss slit, tight ball
sac. Perfection.

"That's all daddy, till tonight."

That night we chatted again. He wanted directing, which I was only too
happy to do. (Heaven is too little a word. Lots of chat, one meeting, and
here we were as if we'd known each other for ages.) From undressing to
various, highly erotic poses, he did them all. His kink seemed well
developed, including anal insertion, subservient talk, posing till told
to stop. He wanted pushed and I wanted to push him.

We got to spanking. We were now streaming live, and he was on the bed,
all fours. He smacked his ass as told, increasingly hard. I told him to
get a belt and see how hard he could take it. By the sounds of the smack
and the red marks on his ass cheeks, he was abusing that ass well.

"That looked really hard boy!"
"It was. It really stung sore."

Suddenly he dissappeared and the link died. I had a horrible feeling
someone had walked in and he was maybe in deep shit!

About 30 mins later he messaged saying his dad had called him down. I was
worried he might have heard the online session, but my boy said his room
was an attic room and safe. I was very relieved, I didn't want him
getting into trouble.

"I'm the only daddy who is going to punnish you." I wrote.
"Lols. Sure thing daddy." he replied.

Some ordinary chat, and a run over what we were going to do the following
day, for another 40 minutes or so, and then it was bed time.

"Can't wait to see you again tomorrow boy. So looking forward to having
your sexy little ass in my controle."
"Me too daddy. Use me as you want to."

That submissive phrase I've heard so often, and often it comes with a
list of things "I don't want to do". However, with this boy I felt he
really meant it.
...........................................

I woke up with a ridiculously massive hard-on, wondering why I hadn't
actually had a wet dream! He was coming round for 12, so I was spending a
couple of hours getting ready, and a few little surprises.

Buzzer goes, I let him in the building, he is at the door. I usher him
inside and hug him close.

"So happy to see you again. I've been looking forward to this a huge
amount, and not just for your sweet ass." my hands on either cheek.
"Me too." massive grin.

That handsome, smooth, boy face, cute freckles, red hair, just so
beautiful. I kiss him and we lock tongues. Standing, holding him, we kiss
strongly, passionately. His mouth tastes of mint again. I felt his cock
pressed against me, hard, eager. My hands slipped inside his bottoms and
found a smooth, hard ass.

"Time for fun, boy."
"Yes, daddy".

I stood back from him and looked him over. As instructed, he'd turned up
in grey, tight track-suit bottoms, and no underwear. He was wearing a t
shirt and top.

"Top and t shirt off, trainers too."

I relished the site off this young athlete lifting his top off, watching
the muscles move and stretch as he lifted his arms and twisted his body.
He stood, bare chested, white socks, grey bottoms tenting over his boy
cock.

I walked over and kissed him, taking hold of his balls through his
bottoms and squeezing, not too hard, but not soft.

"Ready to serve me properly boy?"
"Yes daddy."
"On your knees"

I leant over to the table and took a sleep blindfold and covered his eyes
and tied it at the back. I grabbed a big dog collar with chain (a real
one), which I'd bought the day before, round his kneck. Placing his hands
together, I bound them at the wrists in front of him. Blindfolded, hands
bound, kneeling, he was mine to use.

I hooked my shorts under my balls. My leather cock and ball ring
accentuated my erection, my cock head looked red and angry, pre-cum clear
in the slit. My cock was throbbing. I looked down onto his red hair,
feeling totally in control of this willing boy.

"Mouth open."

I placed the cock head at his lips. I felt his breath.

"Swallow my fat dick boy."

He pushed forward and my cock slid into his mouth.

"Throat it."

He pushed further and I was in his throat. My young cock slave looked
amazing.

"Ready for a good face-fuck?"

He nodded. I pulled back to the head, and pushed fully in. I felt a
little reflex at the back of his throat. I pulled back again, put my hand
behind his head, and drove in. My balls were squashed against his chin
and mouth, his nose was buried in my groin. I held him there tightly.

Both hands behind his head, I began to fuck into his face. Each time I
went fully in, each time held him on me. He gagged each time, coughed and
spluttered, enough to show he was being used, but not to the extreme. I
looked down to see his smooth chest and stomach jerk and slightly
convulse with the thrusts.

I pulled out fully to give him a rest. Strings of saliva hung from my
cock to his mouth, and dropped to the ground. My cock was soaking wet,
bouncing as I moved. He breathed heavily.

"Good boy?"
"It's hard, but good daddy."
"What you want?"
"Yes daddy."

My hands at the back of his head, I pulled him onto me again and drove
deep, nose into my groin. I moved my hands to the side of his head, held
it still, and fucked hard into his mouth. My balls slapped up into his
chin, my knees slightly bent to thrust hard. About 30 seconds of skull
fucking him and I withdrew.

He coughed and drooled, his lips, chin and chest covered in strings of
saliva. His face was hot, red and sweating.

"You ok boy?"
"Yes, but no more of that just now daddy."
"No. Something more easy. Take your bottoms off."

He twisted and struggled to take his bottoms off with his hands still
tied and blindfold on. He fell back, legs kicking off the bottoms, giving
me exquisite glimpses of his tight boy-cunt. His cock was like a steel
spring, pre-cum over the head, his balls tight.

He was back in the kneeling position and I took hold of the chain on the
collar.

"Follow me boy."

I lifted the chain up, he stood with a little difficulty, and I lead him
to the bedroom, his boy dick bouncing all the way. I sat on the bed, big
mirror infront of me, and tugged down "Kneel boy".

I watched his ass and back muscles contort and twist as he manoevered,
glimpses of his ball sac through his legs. I leaned back, lifted my legs
and placed my feet on his shoulders. I pulled the chain forward. His face
was between my legs, his eyes still blindfolded. "My balls, then my ass."

His tongue set to work. Long licks over my balls, lips closing over the
skin, teasing and pulling. After a little while I gently jerked the chain
down a little, pulling him onto my ass. Without hesitation he was rimming
my man-hole. Long, wet licks, swirling round the entrance, prodding
inside. Watching his blindfolded face made it even more amazing. I lifted
slightly and saw in the mirror his knees were open, he was leaning on his
tied hands. His ass was spread, his boy-pussy on full display.

In a play of total dominance, I sat up and tugged the chain down. His
head fell forward, his ass up. I lifted my right foot and pushed his head
down. His nose was on my other foot.

"Lick."

Again, long wet licks but spread over my foot this time. I held his head
there with my foot on him as he worshiped. In the mirror, the way his ass
was in the air, legs spread, boy-cunt stretched, was enough to make a
grown man cum. The feeling of his tongue on my foot was extremely
sensuous.

I tugged him up and instructed him to sit on the bed, still blindfolded.
I was going to play with his body, give him new sensations. I went to the
other side of the bed and pulled the chain down. He fell back on the bed.
I wrapped the chain round the leg of the bed. I leaned over and licked a
nipple, then the other. He jerked slightly. I nibbled at his nipples, a
little harder each time. I hadn't time to get proper nipple clamps, but
clothes pegs would do.

I clamped each nipple with a peg. He winced softly each time.

"OK?"
"yes."

Fuck, what a site this 16 year old boy was. Blindfolded, tied, nipples
clamped.

I took some cord and wound it round his ball sack. His cock was bouncing
and straining furiously. A few circles round his balls and they sat
separated from his cock, tighter than ever, the light fuzz somehow more
visible. I put a little lube on his sac, he drew a breath. I spread the
lube over and grasped his balls in my palm, gently pulling and teasing at
them. I squeezed harder, he jerked slightly.

I continued to massage and play with his balls, giving him slightly
harder squeezes until it was quite strong pressure. He arched his back a
bit each time and drew breath, but didn't ask me to stop.

His sac was now shiny from the lube and a deeper pink. I took a small
plastic ruler from the table and slowly pulled it, flat on, up his cock.
It bounced and twitched violently. I tapped his cock with the flat of the
ruler 3 times. I repeated a little harder, and again. I was spanking his
cock with the ruler, again, not overly hard but certainly not softly.

I repeated the same thing on his sac. Light taps leading to moderately
heavy. Throughout both spankings, he arched and drew breath, sighed and
gently winced.

I needed some ass, and lifted up his legs and devoured his cunt.
Thrusting my tongue into him, he wriggled and twisted on the bed, moaning
loudly. The strength of his ass cheek muscles was so hot to watch as he
moved and contorted.

Holding his legs back over his head, and taking a thin leather belt, I
tapped it over his boy-pussy. Again, I started lightly and built up to a
medium spank. It was hard to get the belt to hit squarely on his hole,
but I landed a decent number of strikes which clearly stung, given his
jerks and gasps. Those cunt lips were red and puffy when I stopped. I
looked at his blindfolded face :

"You ok?"
"Yes, but I feel I could cum any minute."
"Me too, but not quite yet. I've got to spank you first."
He gave a mock, cheesy grin.

I took the pegs off of his nipples and rolled him over onto his front,
and stroked slowly over his ass, that perfect, muscled, athletic ass. I
grabbed a wider leather belt and gave him a first whack. Leather against
creamy boy-ass.

He didn't really respond. From the webcam session the night before, I
realised he wasn't shy about being spanked. I have him a few more mellow
spanks, then I raised the belt and gave him three quick, hard spanks. He
twisted to the side and gave a loud gasp and whine.

I smoothed my hand over his cheeks, now going pink. Three more hard
strikes. He arched his shoulders up off of the bed, his strong freckled
shoulders crunched together, his legs straight out behind him. He pushed
his head into the bed and let out a muffled screech.

His ass now began to show the lines of the belt.

"Three more. Hard ones boy."

He hunkered down into the bed. I raised the belt.... Whack, whack, whack.
The sting of sound went round the room. He twisted and shouted aloud. His
ass went deep red almost immediately where the leather had struck his
glorious ass. A few even darker thin lines spread over his cheeks. That
was enough. He'd taken his daddy's punishment.

"OK?"
"Fucking sore, but OK." he snorted, a cross between a giggle and a groan.

We'd been playing for over an hour now, and both of us were desperate to
cum. I was in awe of this boy, and had become quite besotted by him. Not
only because of his sexual attraction, but his intelligence, ease,
willingness, trust.

"Let daddy satisfy your boy-pussy."
"Oh yeah!"

Looking down at him, his red hair, his strong back, slim creamy torso,
contrasting with the angry red of his thrashed ass. Just below his
cheeks, stretched his smooth legs, once again a creamy white.

I was driven to dominate again, looking at him. I turned him on his back
and took the thin belt and bound his feet together, still in their white
sports socks. Bringing his bound hands and feet together, I bound them
together.

"Roll over and get that ass in the air."

He struggled and struggled his way round and I helped him into position.
His shoulders were down into the bed, his face turned to the side, still
blindfolded. His ass, spread and boy-cunt stretched and high in the air.
Beneath him his hands and feet were bound together. I looked down, the
white socks added a real little kink for me, with his red ass high above
them.

I knew we were both tight as violin strings and ready to bust. I put some
lube on his puffy little cunt lips and spread some over my cock. This was
going to be quick.

I stood over him on the bed, legs either side and lowered myself, knees
bending, till my cock made contact with his sweet boyhole. His ass high,
head down, ready to recieve my aching and thick daddy cock.

I pushed down and opened him up. He groaned loudly into the bed. I kept
going till I was all the way in and stopped. His groaning eased and
softened, I started to fuck him. My hands were either side of his waist,
gripping, and supporting my weight. As I began to bounce rhythmically on
the bed, I pulled him up to meet my thrusts.

I was very quickly just furiously banging into him. I was thrusting down
into him, he was bouncing and being pulled up onto me. The redness of his
ass, the cream of his back, the muscular contortions were stunning. I
couldn't hold on much longer. The position was total domination but not
easy to maintain for too long.

He was fully stretched, sucking my man cock into him. His internal grip
and warmth was amazing. I was wild, fucking him like fury. He left out a
loud groan and twisted his head from side to side, his cunt muscles
contracting and squeezing my cock. I let go. I threw my head back and dug
as deep as possible into him and unloaded, pumping him full of my cum. I
felt like I could pass out almost.

Holding myself hard into him, my cock throbbed inside, expelling every
last drop of my seed into the deepths of his boy-cunt.

I slowly began to pull out, my legs aching and shaking from the crouching
position. My cock was thick and wet as I withdrew. A line of cum hung
from my tip, and his bruised pussy lips bubbled a little from my creamy
load.

I grappled quickly to untie him and give him a very, very well earned
rest! Turning him on his side, I realised his loud groan had been the
announcement of his own orgasm, with a juicy load of boycum on the
bedding and dripping from his cock. Cuming while being fucked! This boy
had everything.

Totally knackered, we slept, with my arms round him, hugging him close.

The chatting resumed when we awoke and a 'dissection' of the afternoon's
events unfolded. As a finale to the day, we slipped into a comfortable
and relaxed 69. The softness and gentleness contrasted so much with the
earlier dom/sub session. I drank his second boy load down, as he did
mine.

This wasn't going to be the end with this amazing boy, I hoped.