Date: Mon, 8 Mar 2021 18:49:00 +0000 From: Mr. Buster Ward Subject: Dutch pt2 I love your comments, feedback, and photos, please keep it coming! Any inspiration is welcome, let me know if there's something you'd like to read. Please, Please donate to Nity.org. They provide a great service getting all of our filthy minds revved up and they don't have a monthly charge. Keep porn accessible and put your money where your load is ;) ! Thanks, Buster http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html ======================================================================== Previously: He reached up and pulled the straps over my head, then pulled the one from my mouth. "I'm so sorry Daddy." Was all I got out before his mouth closed over mine as he drew me to him in a crushing hug. We kissed like lovers, speaking into each other's bodies without words. "So we're done with all of that, right?" Dad said pointedly, moving back to look me in the eyes. "Yes Sir" I said as we headed out the doors. "But Ummm you could still spank me if you think I need it, Daddy," I said sheepishly beside him, still deeply turned on by what had just happened, now that we understood each other. He looked at me and smiled. "It didn't seem like too much of a punishment for you. You seem to be twisted like your old man. It was damn hot seeing you all tied up with that cherry red ass, I must say." He swatted me again "I may have to do that to you when we get home." ======================================================================== I could tell that things had shifted over the next month or so, and as far as I was concerned for the better. There was no more mention of the team or at least not with the same pressure. The air had been cleared on that hurdle. There had also seemed to be a shift in our sex too, like a part of Dad that had been penned up had suddenly been released. Both of us really, It was a new kind of sexual honesty between us. He tanned my hide more than once for chatting up his players after practice, then talked a blue streak into my ear about watching them plow his beautiful son's greedy ass while he was fucking me. I was nearly constantly hard already but it seemed now it was truly nonstop. I tried less to hide my attraction to guys in front of my dad and everyone else, like a weight, had been lifted and I could just be a horny guy and at home my Daddy's pretty baby. It was such a kick walking around in the hip-high cut running shorts I'd found online. They weren't girly like the skirt Dad had made me wear but they got a ton of appreciative looks when I wore them and I knew they drove Dad crazy. A couple of weeks ago he'd come out of practice late as I was chatting with Deuce. I was loading my stuff in the truck, trying to avoid too much eye contact, something about him really made me swoon and it was hard to hide the effect he had on me. I was bent over strapping my bike into the bed of the truck, and it's kind of a procedure. I guess Dad had been watching for a while as Duce stood behind me, apparently, the shorts had slid up exposing almost all of my smooth ass when I knelt in the bed securing my bike. I was crouched down on all fours cranking the straps and I guess flashing him my ass a little on purpose. I guess Deuce was really liking what he saw, Dad said he was massaging a roaring hard-on through his shorts. After a little bit Dad cleared his throat "Hey Deuce, your Dad's pulling up." Dad nodded to the SUV coming towards the garage. "OH God, umm sorry, sorry Coach, sorry. Um bye, Dutch.... Oh god." Deuce jerked his bag off the tailgate, clearly freaked out at getting caught perving on his coach's son and the imminent arrival of his Dad. He was sweating and beet red and bouncing back and forth between us like a pinball mumbling "Sorry" over and over again until his Dad tapped the horn and he started to move past Dad to his ride. Dad gripped his arm and I couldn't hear what he said but his shoulders slumped, he looked down and audibly groaned as he swung his bag in front of his crotch before running to his waiting father. I was blushing a little from how cute Deuce was being and being around him made me feel sexy. Dad moved up behind me as I watched Deuce get in the car. Dad's fingers slid up my thigh then ass to my hole. Pressing against my opening as he stepped up behind me, digging his fingers into my hungry hole, "You horny little slut" he laughed lowly, feeling the lotion in my hole. He pressed 2 fingers forward inside me as Duece passed by with his Dad and my Dad waved to them with the hand that was inside me. Moments later I was on my back in the passenger seat, my Dad buried balls deep inside me. My cock was leaking inside the shorts he'd pushed aside to make way for his massive cock. He was playing with my tits as he went to town on my hole, bouncing me on his cock like a doll. "You just can't stop teasing that poor boy, can you slut. Even in front of his coach, you're still making him leak right here in the lot." He was giving me long, hard strokes with the entirety of his cock. He was so turned on, we came at the same time, he normally lasted much longer than me but he flooded my hole as I shot inside my shorts. We slowly got ourselves together, sweaty but momentarily satisfied as got pulled out of the lot. It was the first time we had ever done anything outside and it was pretty thrilling that we could have been caught. I squirmed in my seat enjoying the load inside me and feeling very sexy. The load in my shorts was cold by the time we pulled into the garage at home. As the door went down I shucked my shorts to throw them into the wash and walked into the house naked. Even after my shower, I could still feel his load seeping from inside me. I threw on a shirt and some briefs and went to find my dad. I spent the rest of the evening trying to get him to fuck me again, pressing my barely covered ass against him every time I could and flirting with him incessantly. I made a show of looking for the remote and crawled across his lap, my briefs now see through with his load when he finally broke and pushed a couple of fingers up the leg and into my chute. "Dutch, you be careful with Deuce you hear." I squirmed in his lap pressing back on his fingers. "MMMMMmhmmm, yes Daddy.' I moaned not really paying attention. SLAP! SLAP! The hand hit each cheek hard. "What did I just say?" Dad said in a low voice to let me know he was serious. My ass stung but I knew it was nothing compared to what was coming when I answered. "I'm sorry, Sir. I don't remember." I hung my head down and waited. He pulled his fingers from inside me and delivered several sharp blows to each cheek making my ass burn as it bounced with the impact. After about 10 swats he stopped. "Are you listening now? I was totally hard but listening "I want you to be careful with anyone but especially Deuce, I really don't want to see you get hurt or have your heart broken." "Dad, he's already fucked me and he did it in front of you," I said not getting what he meant. "I know my little himbo, " He said popping my ass again "But the way he looks at you I think he wants something more. I don't know what it is but take my word for it he wants something from you be it a friend or a fuck. I think he has a real hard time with his Dad no that there's no mom at home." I shifted in his lap to face him, "Do you think he really likes me?" I said pressing my hardon into Dad's stomach. He smacked my bare ass again. "We're you even listening to what I said or is your pussy growling too loud to hear me?" He laughed at his own joke. "Owww, yes, I was listening, jeez, He makes me all weak in the knees. I feel like I do near you when he's around, we kind of but yeah. I mean he's so handsome, and that body..... Why do you think it's bad with his Dad?" Dad kind of squinted a little like he was trying to put it into words. "I'm not sure, but Deuce seems kind of secretive about his home life, I don't think any one of the other players has ever been to his house. He comes in walking tenderly a couple of times a week or with his face all red and puffy....... I don't know really, he never has any bruises that I didn't know he got on the field but there is something. I swear to god if his Dad has laid a hand on him." "Yeah, it would be terrible if he was getting his ass beaten by his daddy on a regular basis," I said a little sarcastically. It was terrible to think about him being abused but I was also super horny. "You're such an ass," Dad said, sticking his fingers in my mouth. I greedily sucked three of them as far as I could, running my tongue across the top of his palm. He fucked them in and out of my mouth until they were dripping with saliva and then yanked them out of my mouth to plunge all three up my pussy. "I know you can't act right when your hole is hungry." He said as he stretched me open, wiggling his fingers and digging out the rest of his cum still inside me. I pushed his tank aside and latched my mouth on his nipple, making us both moan. Eventually, he worked up to four fingers inside me as I lay in his lap with most of his hand fucking inside me. He pulled my head up and attacked my mouth. Breaking the kiss, "Let's get you in bed." he said before removing his fingers from my slack hole. As I stood up in front of him, my dad yanked the stretched-out briefs off of my ass, running his tongue up the crack. "Fuck, I love your ass." He shoved his fingers back into my hole and put me over his shoulder carrying me down the hall to the bed we shared. He dug even deeper at this angle as we made the short trip down the hall before he deposited me on the bed, still palm deep inside me. I pulled my knees to my chest and spread as wide as possible, surrendering completely to my dad and the slutty feeling he aroused in me, "Play with your tits boy," His voice taking on a commanding tone that made me feel like a little boy, a little boy with almost all of his daddy's hand inside his stretched hole. I hooked my knees with my elbows and began rolling my nipples in my fingers, the sensation making my eyes roll back in my head. I felt his thumb trace the edge of my stuffed opening. "I'll bet you could take my whole hand right now Son, your cunt is so fucking hungry." I hunched my ass up pressing against his fingers trying to show him I was his to use completely, "Yeah with a little prep I'll bet I could get at least wrist-deep in there no problem." He spit on my hole and rubbed his thumb in it before tucking inside me to the first knuckle. I moaned involuntarily, rolling my hips on his digits. "Yeah baby boy, show Daddy what a slutty hole you have, Fuck Son you are so sexy like that. I imagined what he saw when he looked down at me, his son's face, struck sex dumb with my mouth hanging open. Sounds spilling out of me without control as my hard nipples rolled between my fingers, my meaty thighs spread wide to expose my huge muscled ass, red from his spanking to my father as my cock leaked a stream on my stomach. The mental image made my brain melt as I rocked on his beefy fingers inside me. Dad hauled his cock out of his shorts with his free hand spreading pre across the throbbing head of his massive weapon. In one motion he slid his hand out and cock in, going balls deep in one motion. The shift from stretch to depth knocking the wind out of me as he ground his crotch against my tender hole. He grabbed my mouth with the hand that had been inside me, pressing the four fingers against my tongue. "Taste your pussy on my fingers boy," he said as he started pounding away inside me. He fucked me with his hand in my until he needed it for leverage, then shoving his tongue in my open mouth and continuing our rut. I came pretty quickly, I was so turned on but Dad just kept fucking me, turning my body around the bed to suit his desires. He finally rolled me over on top of him, fucking up into my hole then shoved three fingers in alongside his cock. "Oh god boy how is your cunt so pliable and tight at the same time?" The stretched feel was getting to me again and I could feel myself getting ready to cum again, I sat up on his cock, burying him inside me to the hilt. Dad's mouth latched on o my nipple and that was it for me, my hole started spasming and clutching at the cock and fingers inside me. I gripped my dad's chest rubbing his nipples with my palms as my orgasm tore through me. The milking of my chute finally bringing my Dad to cum inside me. I did everything I could to milk as much cum from him as possible as we both rode out our highs. After a while, Dad pushed me up for us to take a shower before bed. After we got inside we began soaping each other up. "Do you really think I'm a stupid himbo?" I asked, remembering what he'd said before on the couch. "Whoa, where'd that come from?" Dad said sounding confused. "You called me a himbo ear..." "I never said STUPID himbo, I said himbo. You know I don't think you are stupid, you can do whatever you want. But you have a smoking hot body," He said feeling up my wet skin. " you like dressing like a slut and showing off your giant ass, meaty thighs, and a fucking greedy hole that makes you so horny you can't think straight. Hell, it makes everyone around you so horny they can't think straight." He chuckled. "But, not stupid. Total slut, but not stupid. Himbo boy, but not stupid." I curled into him as he talked and buried my face in his beefy chest, his big hands spreading my ass and letting the water cascade over my puffy hole. I listened to the sound of the shower, satisfied with his response, "Do you really think I could take your whole hand?" I mused as my hand played across his chest to his back. I felt his cock lurch against me. "I just told you I think you can do whatever you want, do you want to, son?' He lifted my chin to look into my eyes. My face got hot looking at him and I nodded slightly, "I think so, it was really hot earlier." "Yeah, yeah it was." His cock was now nearly half hard. He shook his head like he was trying to clear it. "But now I need you to get the hell out of this shower before I end up pounding you all night, we both have practice in the morning and I can't afford to let you hypnotize me with this amazing pussy." He spun me around and swatted my butt. "Now get." I didn't notice when he had come out of the shower or know how long he'd been watching me finger myself, coaxing his load out onto my fingers then sucking them clean. I was lost in thought about everything that had happened tonight and the thought of being fisted, and Deuce and being a himbo as my Dad put it. I jumped a little as I felt him slide into bed, "You still thinking about this" He asked placing a hand on my head "or about this?" digging three fingers into my always eager hole, making me gasp. I backed up against his slightly damp body. I gripped his wrist with my thighs then clutched my hole around his fingers "This" then placed my hand on top of the one on my head, "I'm good with this." "Good, now turn off the light." We settled into bed, letting my mind wander towards perfect sleep and listening as our breathing slowed. "Do you really think Deuce likes me?" "Go to sleep," Dad said in mock anger "slutty himbo" curling his arms tighter around me. Buster Ward