Dom's Little Black Book: Married Cub, Part 2 (Patreon)

It had been a couple of months since first meeting Rick & Dan at their pool party over the summer. During those months, I met up with Dan a few more times, making good use of his mouth and ass. Once, I was able to make it over during the day, when he was home alone, and fucked and bred him right there in his marital bed, with much less of a time limit. Another evening, I brought over a friend and made Rick watch as the two of us took turns on his husband’s holes.

Overall, a lot of fun, but I was still feeling like I hadn’t really been able to show Dan exactly how capable I am in the bedroom. I wanted to get him over to my place to do that - use that home team advantage. So, once we figured out a good night for it, I told Rick to send Dan over to service his daddy.

There was no need for introductions or pleasantries when he arrived. I let him in the door and led him straight up to my room. I stood him in the center of the room as I sat down on the bed and looked him over.

“Strip,” I told him, eyeing him hungrily.

“Yes sir,” was his response and he immediately started to remove his clothing, until he was standing before me in only a pair of jock briefs. I let the silence hang in the air as I leered at him and his exposed ass.

“Let’s take care of that punishment first boy. Over my lap,” I ordered with a pat to my lap.

You see, Dan and I had sort-of been playing a game together. The rules were simple: every day, he had to send me a picture of his ass in a jockstrap. I wouldn’t request or remind him, and for every day he missed, I would add five spanks to a tally that I would “cash in” the next time we got together. Over the last two weeks, Dan had missed six days, meaning I owed him thirty spanks on his deliciously furry ass.

Dan looked at me a little nervously and subconsciously rubbed his ass for a moment. “Yes daddy,” he responded before climbing onto the bed and over my legs.

As mentioned in my previous story, Dan has an adorable fuzzy bubble of a butt. The kind you just wanna give a nice, sharp smack to when you’re pounding into it. He squirmed in my lap as I grabbed a thick handful of his cheek and squeezed. Then…

*spank* I gave no warning before the first strike, taking advantage of his inability to look behind him. He gasped and jumped in response, but otherwise made no attempt to move from his position.

“Good boy,” I said in a low voice, soothing his reddening cheek with my hands.

*spank* Another gasp.

*spank spank spank spank* I peppered his ass quickly with the next four smacks, alternating cheeks and giving him a moment between each to recover. I wasn’t striking him hard, but he was certainly going to be feeling them tomorrow.

*spank spank spank spank* I changed my tactics next, this time applying two spanks to each cheek instead of alternating. Dan actually let out a small scream the first time, the second catching him off guard. I continued until I’d spanked each side of his ass another seven times.

Finished, I took a moment to check on Dan. His breathing had gotten a little heavier, but that was to be expected. This was his first “real” spanking. He actually did amazingly well. I would have to make sure to show him that later.

But first, six more to go.

*spank spank* I’d gone back to alternating, landing two in rapid succession.

*spank*  And then I landed a third right in the center of his ass, catching both cheeks with one hand, and eliciting a yelp from Dan.

“Only three more boy. Let’s just get this over with, eh?” I ask, not expecting an answer.

*spank spank spank* Slowly and steadily, I finished my boy’s punishment, his whines and squirms getting worse with each strike.

I gave Dan a moment to catch his breath, before moving him off my lap and closer to me.

“You took that very well, boy,” I told him as I stroked his back.

“Th-thank you, daddy,” he responded shakily.

I held him a few more minutes until I felt he had calmed down enough - aftercare is important you guys, don’t forget that. Once he was settled, I moved to prepare the next event of the evening. Standing from the bed, I had Dan stand up as well. Then, I pulled out the bondage straps from under my mattress (Thank you, Fort Troff!), and grabbed the large foam wedge I kept in my closet.

I put the wedge on the center of the bed and had Dan lie over it on his stomach, exposing his ass to the air. I attached cuffs to his wrists and ankles, and then attached those to the straps at the corners and sides of my bed. His legs were spread, but his wrists were locked together and over his head. The chain there was loose enough that he could touch his face, but not much else.

I paused for a moment, admiring the sight of my boy, bound and spread before me. Then, I climbed onto the bed behind him and took his ass in both my hands, squeezing and kneading it gently. I leaned over him, draping myself across his back, and pressed something into his confined hands.

“Those are poppers, baby boy. Now, daddy’s gonna spend the next twenty minutes eating you out. All you need to do is lay here and get nice and poppered up while that happens,” I purred into his ear.

I knelt back up and moved backwards, my own bottle of poppers in hand. I unscrewed the cap with one hand while teasing his ass with the other. I took a hit, and heard Dan doing the same, and as the head rush came over me, I knelt down and dove face-first into his ass.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, I fucking love rimming. I used my tongue to lick big swaths across his hole, and then digging it in as far as it could go. I heard a muffled moan from Dan, which drove me to tongue fuck him even deeper. I had both of his cheeks in my hands, squeezing and spanking it with every tongue stroke.

I spread him wide, pulling back to look at the wet, furry hole on display. I took another hit of my poppers and got right back to work, practically making love to his ass with my tongue. I would thrust fast and deep, and then just teasingly swipe it over his rim. I’d pull back and blow some air on it before trying to see if I could reach his tonsils with my tongue. All the while Dan moaned and squirmed above me, trying to push his ass back as much as his bonds would allow.

Exactly as I said, I kept this up for the next twenty minutes. Dan wasn’t even coherent by the time I was done with him, the combination of the poppers and my oral ministrations making his mind fly. I gave a few last teasing licks before extracting myself from him briefly. I knelt up behind the boy, my cock now pointing at the same place my mouth just was.

“You ready for this dick, boy?” I asked, tapping my cock against his ass to punctuate.

With a moan, Dan threw himself backwards, “Yessssss daddy, please.”

Well, no need to make the poor boy wait! I pushed my cock into his warm and wet ass easily, watching it vanish to the base inside of him. Nice and tight, just like I remembered.

After a few moments of enjoying the tightness wrapped around my cock, I pulled back and thrust back in, the first of many for the evening. With each thrust Dan moaned, his occasional speechlessness peppered with a “yes” and “sir” and “daddy.” I tried to keep changing the angle of my thrusts, preferring for him to not to anticipate what’s coming next. Planting my feet next to his and draping over him, my cock still in his ass. I thrusted straight down, nailing his prostate head on, while I bit and chewed on his neck and ears.

“Daddy’s gonna breed this ass boy, you want that? You want daddy’s load inside you?” I taunted as I continued riding his ass.

“Fuck, yes. Please daddy, breed me, cum in me, please I need it,” he whined in response.

When I’d had my fill of this position, I moved back onto my knees. Roughly grabbing his ass with both my hands, I start to fuck him almost savagely, pulling nearly all the way out before slamming back in, as fast as I possibly could. We’d been fucking for almost a half an hour by then, and that was after the rimming I gave him. I was ready to get my nut, and Dan was ready to take it.

When it finally washed over me, I gripped Dan by the hips tight enough to leave a bruise. I could feel as each pulse of cum shot out of my cock and landed deep inside Dan's ass. It was all he could do to lay there and take it, his poor ass worn out after being stretched wide for so long.

As I caught my breath, I could feel the sweat from my face and chest dripping down onto his back. “Squeeze your hole boy, I’m pulling out,” I ordered with a spank.

“Yes sir,” was the response, followed by a tight squeeze around my cock.

After pulling out, I made sure to push any escaped cum right back in.

Waste not, want not.