Daddie and the Boi: Pt. 02 by thevoiceofcharity
Explore the passionate sequel of 'Daddie and the Boi: Pt. 02'—a captivating gay erotic sex story filled with intense desire and intimate moments. Discover the chemistry between the characters as they navigate their thrilling romance. Dive into this enticing tale that promises to leave you wanting more!<br/>
I woke up under Daddies arms. His muscular limbs kept me secure in his grip. The alarm went off and, in the few weeks since he bought me home with him we’d established a routine of me getting up to turn it off so that I could make coffee and bring it too him for him to enjoy as my head bounces on his cock.
Today was no exception. Wiggling from beneath I rolled out, still covered in his crusty jizz from the night before. As usual I went through the motions and as I was servicing him I could hear Daddie growl, he twisted his torso to pick up the mug and stretched out his back. Once he’d taken his first sip he ruffled my hair and said deeply ‘good boy’. My mouth was full but my heart glowed with pride at my pleasing him, little things like that made me love him all the more.
Then as usual we showered together, taking the time clean every crevice of one another’s bodies, he would slap my ass as the water came over us and I would worship every bubble I made on his tight tanned skin. The best part was when we were done I dry him off readying him for anything.
Sometimes he puts my butt plug in before we go about our days activities. Today he decided I needed it so he worked it into the asshole he now determined was his own. The tension created by the stretch in my rear was a reminder of my weaknesses that lead to me being taken by him and used as a slave. To the outside world we just looked like a regular couple, but the shame I felt in being demeaned so flagrantly was indescribable. Being fucked in the arse everyday was the only way I could escape the shame I felt at surrendering my masculinity.
As it was the weekend Daddie decided to take me on an outing. After he dressed – me watching on my knees in the corner – I was informed that today we would be going on a hike. Quivering naked except for my plug, all I could do was nod. He lounged on the bed and ordered me to dress instructing me on what to wear, this made me feel so small and insignificant in comparison as I scurried to fulfil his wishes.
All dressed and ready to go Daddie drove us out to the country side and we spent four hours walking until we returned to the pub where the car was left. Once inside Daddie said we could eat. This excited me greatly and he ordered a pie for himself and a buttermilk sandwich for me. When it came my eyes popped and Daddie looked pleased with himself ordering me to eat it. I got done pretty fast after our exercising but Daddie was faster, when he had finished his pie he took the sandwich from my hands and ate what was left without a word. Simply raising his eyebrows, I didn’t know what to say so instead I took a chip and ate that. He smiled at me in between bites until he pulled the plate with the rest of the food on and finished that. Despite no longer being full this felt condescending. I daren’t complain.
After paying up he ordered me into the mens bathroom. Entering I stood in there confused. Ushering me into the cubicle Daddie stood over me in the slightly more spacious disabled one and silently pulled down my trousers and pants exposing my floppy cock. He grabbed the appendage and began to tug on it, arousing me. I groaned at what was being done to me yet he looked me in the eye sincerely and continued, yet my whining persisted. To shut me up he kissed me and pushed me flat against the wall. I heard his belt buckle come undone and the sound of rustling fabric as he shimmied down his combats.
In and out he fucked my ass rhythmically at varying paces. As he increased I began to yelp, a noise he found displeasing so he placed his hand over my mouth. This is when it took a turn for the worse and I accidentally bit him, caught up in the adrenaline coursing through me.
Suddenly he stopped. The small space smelt of a vinegary sweat that emitted from the two of us. ‘Pants on now’ he ordered, I did as I was bid and he pulled up his as well. Holding me by the nape I was led out of the establishment and ordered into the car.
Daddie drove in silence deeply disappointed in me for some reason. He never spoke a word, only physically guided me into the apartment, where immediately I was placed over his knee and given a brutal hard spanking.
It wasn’t very fun. Which was a shame as the meander through the countryside had been a nice change.