“I’m going to breed you, you fucking slut, you want that? You want daddy to breed your cunt?” Callum moaned.
“YES DADDY! BREEED MY CUNT!!” He moaned back like a bitch.
Then, Callum felt his balls tighten and his cock expand inside Patrick.
“YYYEEEEEESSS!!” Callum roared as he unleashed his cum inside of Patrick’s well fucked hole.
“FUUCKK MEEE DADDY!!!” Patrick screamed when without any touching, his own cock erupted and he started to cum all over the sheets.
“Yes! Clench your cunt around my cock, faggot!” Callum moaned as Patrick’s arsehole was quivering around his cock.
Patrick’s entire body was shaking and twitching with pure pleasure as his bowels were getting filled with hot, thick cum.
“Fuck… fuck… so tight!” Callum moaned as he kept thrusting hard into him, making sure to drain every last drop of cum.
“Fuck… oh my god.” Patrick moaned.
When Callum pulled out, he took a second to marvel at the gaped arsehole as his cum leaked out of him. Then Patrick collapsed onto the bed and was panting for air.
“You’re staying in here tonight.” Callum told him, “I expect you to wake me up with a blowjob.”
Callum knew he wanted to use this slut’s hole one last time before he left in the morning.
“Yes… daddy.” Patrick panted out.
After Callum had caught his breath, he positioned Patrick so he was lay on his side and Callum spooned him as though Patrick was the girl.
They both easily fell asleep.
The next morning, as instructed, Callum woke up to the feeling of a warm mouth bobbing up and down on his cock.
After a few minutes of that he had Patrick straddle on top of him and slide down his thick pole. In a matter of seconds, Patrick was moaning like a bitch in heat as he rode Callum’s thick, fat cock.
“What are you?” Callum moaned as Patrick bounced up and down on his cock.
“A faggot! A slut! A sissy cock taking whore!” Patrick moaned and then his cock erupted and he came all over Callum’s chest.
His arse clenching around Callum’s cock forced his own orgasm and he filled up Patrick’s arsehole with another fat load.
Shortly after Callum got up and got ready to go for a shower.
“I need to go soon, you can leave now.” Callum told Patrick as he lay on the bed, cum pouring out of his arsehole.
“Oh… okay,” Patrick said and stood up to collect his clothes, “How can we… erm, stay in touch?”
Callum laughed when he heard that, knowing that Patrick was going to be a lifelong faggot. However, Callum rarely used the same man more than once, the main pleasure was the turn.
“If you’re here again when I’m here, I’ll give you a good fucking,” Callum said and then slapped his arse cheek, “Now get out.”
He watched Patrick get dressed and leave his room, a little smirk to himself knowing that Patrick was going to see his wife that day with his arsehole stretched and probably some cum left in him.
Callum then showered, got dressed and headed home.
When he got back, he greeted Karen with a kiss and sat down to the dinner she cooked for them both.
I’ve just fucked a straight boy twice, had him suck my cock and turned him into a faggot and now my wife is cooking for me, none the wiser. Life is good. Callum thought to himself.