Date: Fri, 14 May 2021 21:04:59 +0200 From: Phil Ossifer Subject: BJ For Mr. Fox 2 (Revised) BJ For Mr. Fox -- 2 This is the second in a series of stories that I wish were all true but aren't. Any resemblance to real people or places is purely coincidental. This story also depicts consensual sex between a grown man and a very willing pubescent boy. It is 100% fantasy and not something I have done or endorse in real life. I share it purely for your entertainment. Did you know Nifty.Org is about the only place on the entire internet where stories like this are available without ads and without payment? Your donations keep this site alive so horny writers like me have an outlet for our craft. Please give generously at http://donate.nifty.org to keep it going. -- I guess you could say my first encounter with Mr. Fox had spoiled me. My first taste of grown-up cock just made me want it more and more. Now, when I sucked or got fucked by Mike or other boys in the neighborhood, it felt like something was missing. I craved some alone time with Mr. Fox where I could pleasure him with my mouth again, and hopefully offer up my smooth, plump round boy butt. His fingers in my hole felt so good and even though I knew it would probably hurt like hell, I kept imagining what it was going to be like when he took my ass for the very first time. At home, usually after my shower, I'd stand in front of the full-length mirror affixed to the back of my bedroom door and admire my ass. I'd open the round cheeks and look at my pink, tight hole, just wondering what Mr. Fox's big cock might feel like up there. I'd spit on my fingers and spread my anal opening as far as I could, pretending he was entering me. Finding time to get back to Mr. Fox proved to be tricky. I had school, of course. He worked days. Above all, I didn't want to get caught and I am sure Mr. Fox felt the same way. My parents could be very overbearing when I did something that aroused their suspicions. I didn't exactly know how to signal him when I was available and I didn't know how to find out when he was able to have me over for our special playtime, either. Since Mike had been able to be with Mr. Fox numerous times, I finally decided to ask him how it had all worked out. Basically, the hunky daddy's wife was gone on Tuesdays and Thursdays when she worked the evening shift at a local retailer. That's when Mr. Fox had "chores" for Mike to do. They met in his barn back then because Mr. Fox had some reservations about having sex with boys up at his house. I don't know what changed, but he had no such concerns with me. I decided to keep a watch on Mr. Fox's place for signs when the coast might be clear. Armed with my new info about his wife's schedule, I rode my bike past his driveway a few times on Tuesday evening and again on Thursday to make sure things were still the same. They were, so I got Mike to agree to lie to my parents if they asked and say I was with him, then the next Tuesday evening I headed over to the Fox residence and this time, I cautiously turned down the long gravel lane toward his house. My little, hairless pecker was as hard as steel by the time I got off my bike. I had taken lots of time to clean my ass as best I could, commandeering my mom's old douche kit, which I found under the bathroom sink. I also put a little petroleum jelly in my ass, hoping to get that old man's fat cock inside me for the very first time. "Well, hello! I see you're back for more!" Fox said, grabbing his crotch as he smiled at me in the doorway. "'Yes, Sir" I managed. "What a coincidence, my wife just left. I was about to jack off, but you can suck your old daddy instead. You'd like that, wouldn't you?" "Yes, Daddy," I said. "Good. Come with me. We're gonna have some fun," he said, leading me down a long dark hallway toward a back room. Once in, Fox locked the door behind us. Looking around, I could tell that this was some sort of a home office. There was a sofa, a desk and a large, leather chair, some bookshelves and oddly, a door to the outside. Mr. Fox tore off his t-shirt, kicked away his house shoes and unbuckled his jeans. In seconds, he was standing there in his white cotton briefs. His huge cock was starting to tent pole them and I knew he wasn't even close to being hard yet. He put his hands into his underwear and worked his cock as he sat on the sofa. "Come over here, boy," Fox said. I obediently stood in front of him. "Closer," he ordered. I hesitantly stepped forward again, putting me between his large, long legs. Fox helped me out of my t-shirt and then pulled my pants down. Now I was the one tenting my underwear, a pair of cartoon printed briefs. I felt his large, warm hands on my thighs. He caressed me lovingly as he jacked his rapidly growing cock. Then Fox turned me around and rubbed my ass cheeks through my briefs before reaching around to massage my nail-like tiny hard on. "Pretty excited to see your old Daddy, aren't you boy?" Fox said with a lecherous, throaty laugh. Then Mr. Fox turned me around, kissed me full on the lips and drew me in for a long, romantic hug. It took my breath away. It was like the romantic gesture I had unknowingly craved all my life. I practically swooned in his hairy, masculine arms. "Strip for me, son," Fox said. I slid my underwear down and stepped out of them, standing naked before the object of my desire. His hands went to my hardened member, which he examined thoroughly, lightly pinching it between his giant, calloused fingers and thumb. He looked me in the eyes. His were deep, blue and looked as if they were hooked up to some power source because they glowed so intensely. "Kiss me, boy," Fox said. I leaned forward and put my lips on his. This time, I mimicked how he had kissed me, putting my tiny tongue into his mouth and exploring. I loved how his unshaven face felt against my boyishness and just as I was enjoying the sensation of his whiskers on my skin, he began fondling my bare ass. Waves of pleasure washed over me. I literally shook all over. Fox laughed, treasuring the effect he was having on me. "Oh, somebody likes this little game! Somebody loves is really horny, aren't you son?" "Yes, Daddy" I said in a near whisper. Fox picked me up and stood in one, powerful motion. In his arms I felt so small and vulnerable, but amazingly, quite safe. He cradled me to his hairy chest then kissed me repeatedly before sitting me back down on the sofa. Then he stood before me and shed his underwear rapidly, causing all eight inches of his glorious manhood to spring forth in all its glory. I was hit with a wash of man scent across my face like a torrid wind. I breathed it in and was intoxicated by it scent as he stepped forward and offered me his magnificent cock. I opened my mouth eagerly and as wide as possible. This time, a little more than the giant head made it inside. I sucked and licked and did all I could muster to pleasure the splendid specimen of manhood stuffed crudely in my face. Fox sighed, then groaned a little. I think my second blowjob was better than my first, which made my little heart beat with pride. As I nursed on his rod, enjoying the salty sweet taste of his pre-cum, Mr. Foxed stroked my hair lovingly and kept saying the same encouraging phrases over and over. "Fuck yeah, oh, boy...That feels so good....Yes, son, suck Daddy's cock." I was hoping it wouldn't end here, but the blowjob went on so long and seemed so intensely satisfying for Mr. Fox that I was convinced he would use my mouth and cum like last time, not even coming close to my ass, let alone fucking it. I was a little disappointed, but also loved pleasuring him any way I could. The pre-cum was flowing steadily now, causing me to swallow more and more of it. I couldn't wait until he came and flooded my mouth with a huge load of Daddy cream to go with it. Mike was shooting pretty good-sized loads now, and I found that more and more, I craved cum like an addict. Just when I thought Fox was about to dump his load, he pulled me off his cock and ordered me to work his nut sack. They were huge low hangers, remarkably smooth and devoid of hair although Mr. Fox sported a full bush above his cock. I licked and sucked his balls, loving the way they tasted and smelled. So musky, so masculine. I realized that more of Mr. Fox's musk was emanating from his pubes, so I buried my nose in them and breathed in like I was huffing. "Fuck, boy! You like pleasing your Daddy, don't you?" Fox said chuckling. "What a little whore. I love it!" Then Fox repositioned us, so he was sitting down, and I was lying down across the sofa. This gave him ample access to finger my ass as I blew him, which he seemed to love doing. He kept spitting on his fingers and managed to soak my little pink hole with saliva, allowing him to insert his index and middle fingers fully into me. I was so glad my hot little ass was finally getting some manly attention. I wriggled it as he fingered me, trying to get him to go even deeper. Meanwhile, Fox's cock was still oozing pre-cum and literally throbbing in my mouth. I was in faggot heaven! "Daddy's little slut likes to have his hole played with, doesn't he?" "Mmmhummmm..." I managed with the old man's dick in my mouth. "You want Daddy to fuck your little butthole, son?" He asked. I pulled off the giant rod in my face and looked straight up at Mr. Fox. "Oh yes, sir! Yes, Daddy, please fuck me!" I said enthusiastically. "Well alright then, son!" he said laughing. "Daddy will fuck you good!" With that, Mr. Fox re-positioned us once again. This time, we were in a 69 arrangement with me on top. My ass was right over his face and his cock was deeply lodged in my mouth as I bobbed up and down on it. Mr. Fox ate my boy hole like a dog getting the last few drops of gravy from the dish. His hot, long tongue invaded me, ripping away whatever shreds of inhibition I had left, transforming me into a single minded, lust-crazed zombie. All I could think about was getting this man inside of me. My yearning was so great I almost hurt from the inside out. Fox took his time. My hole was sloppy wet by the time he was through. When he pulled me off him and stood to get some lube, I got great view of his monstrous cock. It stood out from his body at a 45ยบ angle like a red, angry weapon. Fox came back with the lube, had me suck him some more while he stood over me, then gave me the tube and had me anoint his member. He lifted my chin and forced eye contact. "Now, son, you don't have to do this with me. You want it, right?" Fox asked. "Yes, Daddy," I cooed. "Good," he said. "It's gonna hurt your first time. But you will grow to like it, I'll make sure you do, I promise." With that, Fox got me on my knees and worked some lube deep into my ass with his fingers. "Damn that tight hole is gonna feel great," He said. He brushed the tip of his dick up and down my crack a few times, then, even with all the lube he spit on his member and slowly pushed the massive head into me. It spread me open and there was pressure, but surprisingly not much pain. Then Fox shifted his weight and leaned forward, causing more of his big tool to penetrate me. I felt a lot more pressure and it hurt a little, kind of like it did when Mike would fuck me too hard or without enough lube. I focused on opening up for him and before I knew it, I felt Fox's amazing pubes against my smooth, little ass cheeks. He was fully inside now. I felt proud. I felt so connected. I felt so loved. I had wanted him in me for days now, and finally he was. Just as I was savoring all of this, Fox slowly withdrew his meat, then eased it back in again. This time, I felt myself opening to him even more. I pushed my ass back on his cock to help him get the last few inches in. "Easy, there, tiger. Let Daddy do the work at first until you get used to it," Fox said, pushing down on shoulders so I was ass up and head down from him. He fucked me gently for five or six minutes, then he picked up the pace and started giving me a good pounding. It hurt but it also felt amazing. I loved hearing those big balls slap against my ass and hearing him thrust and grunt as Mr. Fox power fucked me. Then he turned me over and picked me up again. This time, he held me under my arms and eased me down onto his rigid dick. He flexed his leg muscles and fucked my ass from underneath as he held me standing up. I was now riding his massive rod. I loved being held by him, completely surrendered to his power. Fox turned and sat on the sofa with me still impaled on his dick. "Now you're gonna ride Daddy's cock, boy," he said. I loved this position because I loved watching his face as I raised and lowered myself on his big dick. He was clearly close to cumming and I knew If I rode him well, I'd get a massive load in my guts as my reward. I clinched my ass muscles around his dick a few times, causing him to sigh and moan. Then I bored own on him and fucked myself as hard and as fast as I could, up and down on his daddy dick. Fox held me by my hips, drew me in for a few kisses and threw back his head in sheer pleasure. "Fuck yeah, Fuck yeah, son...Daddy's gonna buussssttt..." With that he came deeply inside me. I felt his thick tool spasming and hot cum coating my insides. The sensation set off a spontaneous, anal orgasm of my own. It was so overwhelming, I couldn't speak. I just opened my mouth and grunted as it forcefully shot out of me. We panted. Our chests heaved. I stared into his eyes, still unable to speak. "Fuck, you..." Fox said, stammering. "You...are...an amazing boy," he managed. When our breathing slowed, I collapsed on his chest. Mr. Fox held me against his hot, sweaty body for a long time. I laid their motionless, not wanting this time to end. When we finally uncoupled, I felt wetness oozing from my ass. Wanting to make sure I was clean back there, I inserted my finger tentatively had felt the gaping hole he had made of my anal opening. The wetness was pure, white cum. "Let me see your little hole, son," Fox said tenderly, bending me over. "Mmm...Daddy bred you good, boy. You may be sore tomorrow," he chuckled proudly. His massive rod had collapsed and hung like a weary warrior between his legs, resting on his massive balls. I smiled to myself, knowing I had pleased him. Fox tussled my hair and handed me my clothes. As I was dressing, we both heard a car pulling down the long driveway and approaching the house! "Fuck!" Fox said, looking out the window, then turning to me. "Okay, boy. You stay in here, get dressed and when you are done, slip out that door and make sure no one sees you!" My heart raced as I fumbled to get dressed. Fox left and closed and locked the door to the hallway behind himself, leaving me in the darkened room. Just as I was finished dressing and heading for the door to the outside, I heard voices in the hall, hastening me to move faster and get outside. I crept around some bushes and saw that the car was probably Mrs. Fox's. Knowing that whomever it was had just entered, I sped across the drive to my bike and rode away. Just as I hit the road, I felt the slime of Mr. Fox's load in my underwear. What an awesome fuck I had been for him, and what an amazing first daddy fuck he had been for me. From now on, Mr. Fox was going to get a lot more than just blowjobs from this little boy, I thought.