Chapter 12: MY BEST FRIEND'S FATHER - STORY 2

MY BEST FRIEND'S FATHER - STORY 2

~Marcus’s POV~

I was already damned, so why pretend otherwise?

Last night in the kitchen I had my son’s best friend on his knees, then bent over, tongue-fucking his virgin hole until he shot thick ropes of cum all over the wall while shaking.

I loved the fact that I was his first. It was the next afternoon. Ethan had finally crashed hard after gaming until sunrise — snoring like a dead man in his room.

It was a perfect day to have my little forbidden cum shot with his friend. I went downstairs and saw him in the kitchen.

So I sent him a text. He might respond and might not whichever, I will have him.

[ Meet me at the Pool. Now. Don’t make me wait, boy.]

I went out first. The backyard pool was completely secluded with high fences and dense trees, no one could see in.

I had prepared everything earlier when I found Ethan was sleeping.

I had thick towels spread over the wide lounge chair, a bottle of warming massage oil, and a large tube of slick silicone lube.

My cock was already half-hard in my shorts just thinking about what I was about to do to Jamie.

He slipped through the gate a few minutes later, looking nervous but already tenting his swim shorts. His pale skin flushed when he saw me standing there shirtless.

“Ethan’s still asleep,” I said, locking the gate. “Strip. Lie on the lounge chair, on your back, legs up and spread. Show me that pink sexy hole of yours.”

Jamie’s hands shook as he pushed his shorts down. His cock sprang free, hard and leaking, the head shiny with pre-cum.

He climbed onto the chair, lifted his legs, and spread them wide, exposing his tight pink asshole to the afternoon sun and to me.

Fuck, he looked perfect, lean body trembling, hole twitching under my stare like it already knew it belonged to me.

I poured the warming oil into my palms and started rubbing it over his body in slow, rough strokes across his chest, his stomach, down his thighs.

The oil heated on contact, making his pale skin flush pink. I spread his legs wider, poured more oil directly onto his hole, and watched it drip down his crack in shiny trails.

“Look at this tight little virgin boy-cunt,” I growled, voice low and filthy. “Never been fucked. Never been stretched open. Today I’m changing that for you.”

I slicked one long finger with more oil and pressed it against his hole. It resisted at first, then slowly gave way as I pushed inside. Jamie gasped sharply, body tensing.

“Relax, boy. Daddy’s going to open this greedy hole nice and slow.”

I worked the finger in and out, then added a second, scissoring them, curling to rub against his prostate.

His cock jerked and leaked more pre-cum onto his stomach. I added generous amounts of thick silicone lube, making everything messy and obscene.

Wet squelching sounds filled the air as I added another finger making it three to stretch him wider.

His hole became sloppy, warm, and pliant, clenching around my knuckles like it was trying to pull me deeper.

Jamie was moaning now, hips rocking back onto my hand, tears of overwhelming sensation gathering in his green eyes.

“Fuck… Marcus… it’s too much…”

“Not enough,” I snarled. “You’re going to take my cock today. All of it.”

I pulled my fingers out with a wet pop, stripped off my shorts, and let my cock spring free.

It was rock-hard, the head angry and leaking. I coated it generously with lube until it glistened, then climbed between his spread thighs.

“You ready to lose your cherry, boy? Ready for Daddy to ruin this tight little ass?”

Jamie nodded frantically, voice breaking. “Yes… please. Fuck me.”

I pressed the fat head of my cock against his slick, twitching hole and pushed.

The resistance was brutal. His virgin ring stretched painfully around my girth, the head finally popping inside with a wet sound.

Jamie cried out sharply, hands flying to my shoulders, nails digging deep.

“Shit…fuck…it hurts…too big…”

“Breathe through it,” I growled, holding still but not pulling back. “Take Daddy’s cock like a good slut. This hole is mine now.”

Inch by inch I sank deeper. The tight heat was incredible, his walls gripped me like a vine, every vein on my shaft dragging against his insides.

Sweat beaded on his forehead. Tears slipped down his cheeks. When my heavy balls finally pressed flush against his ass, I was buried to the hilt, completely sheathed in his body.

I stayed there for long moments, letting him adjust, kissing his neck and murmuring dark praise. “Good boy. Taking every fucking inch of me. Look how stretched your pinky hole is around Daddy’s cock.”

I started moving in slow, deep drags at first. Each thrust made wet sloppy sounds as the lube and oil squelched around my shaft.

The burn on his face slowly melted into something darker, needier. I angled my hips to nail his prostate on every stroke.

Jamie’s moans turned broken and desperate, his own cock leaking steadily between us.

“Fuck yes,” I snarled, picking up speed, fucking him harder. “Listen to that sloppy hole. You’re getting railed by your best friend’s father right beside his pool while he sleeps upstairs. Such a dirty little secret whore. You like that don't you? Being my secret hole?”

“ Yes, yes… I do.”

I gripped his thighs, spreading him wider, so I could pound deeper. The lounge chair creaked violently beneath us.

Jamie’s head fell back, mouth open in constant moans, tears, and drool mixing on his face. His hole clenched and fluttered around my cock with every thrust, milking me.

When his orgasm hit, it slammed through him violently. His cock pulsed untouched, shooting thick white ropes of cum across his stomach and chest.

His hole spasmed wildly around my shaft, squeezing so tight it almost pushed me out. His whole body shook badly, legs trembling uncontrollably, torso convulsing, eyes rolling back as waves of pleasure tore through him.

I didn’t stop. I fucked him straight through his orgasm, harder, chasing my own release.

The sight of him falling apart beneath me, my son’s best friend, virgin ass stretched around my cock, covered in his own cum pushed me over the edge.

With a loud groan, I buried myself as deep as possible and came. Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded his insides, pulse after pulse, filling his ruined hole until it was overflowing.

I kept thrusting through it, pushing my seed deeper, marking him from the inside.

When the last spasm faded, I stayed buried inside him, breathing hard, my cock still twitching in his cum-filled ass.

Jamie was shaking violently in my arms, tears streaming, body limp and wrecked.

I wrapped my arms around his trembling frame, holding him tight against my chest. My lips brushed his ear.

“Easy, boy. I got you. Breathe.”

He whimpered softly, still clenching around my softening cock. I kissed his sweaty temple, voice low and dark.

“You did so fucking good. Took Daddy’s cock like you were born for it.”

We stayed like that for long minutes, my cum slowly leaking out around my shaft where we were still joined. The sun warmed our skin. The pool water lapped gently nearby.

This was dangerous. Reckless. This kind of forbidden could destroy my relationship with Ethan if he ever found out.

But feeling Jamie’s spent, shaking body in my arms, his virgin hole still pulsing around me, filled with my load… I didn’t care.

I was going to ruin him completely.

And I already knew one time would never be enough.