Daddy Issues Bill Drake (billdrake@hotmail.com)
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This story is an experiment in writing something longer, kinkier, and more romantic. As the title suggests, this story has some strong incest themes, but no actual relations between family members. There are 15 chapters in all, and I will post new chapters on a regular basis.
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Daddy Issues
5
It's hard to say who won over whom. After their intense conversation of the second date, Ryan laid out the charm offensive. He was genuinely excited to be dating the young man he considered the hottest in the city, and he felt like an idiot for almost killing the whole thing prematurely.
They learned about each other. Ryan found out more about Josh growing up, his athletic experience in high school and college, and his interests. He was surprised to find out the kid had been a Math minor with an Econ major. As Josh explained it, he knew he wasn't going to get a full ride playing lacrosse, and he wasn't smart enough for an honors scholarship. But he had better grades than most athletes and was able to get a student athlete scholarship. "Oh, those people who did those school catalogs LOVED me," he said. "They all want to pretend their athletes are studious and hitting the books in the library all the time. I must have been in 5 of those."
Josh ate up every story Ryan gave of his athletic career, the years slogging it out in the minors before being called up the big leagues. And the tales from road trips. "It wasn't all glamorous," Ryan admonished him, but Josh thought he was trying to be modest.
As much as he wanted to rush things, Josh knew he had to take this thing with Ryan in stride and he focused instead on having fun. That meant enjoying their dates, but especially the sex. Any reservation he had that the older man would find him too sexual forward was long gone. Ryan Miller loved sex, craved it like any full-blooded man and more, and having a hot lacrosse player as a budding power bottom made him crave it more. Josh did his best to keep the 43-year old happy, going down on him when they met up after work, or hiking his ass up for a marathon fuck session on the weekends when they had more time. He'd whisper nasty things into Ryan's ear when they were out, working the man up into a horny rage, and making him feel younger than ever.
Deep down, Josh knew of Ryan's hesitation for something more, and knew the older man would need to make the first move. Which he did one night. The two men had just finished a torrid quickie after work one night and were now making a late dinner.
"Hey Josh," Ryan began. "I've been meaning to ask. Any interest in joining our basketball team? We got another game Sunday and are short a player."
"If you want me, sure. I mean, I'm not a star basketball player."
"That's not what it's about. Some of the teams are pretty competitive, and yeah, we like to win, too. But it's more about having fun. Besides," Ryan continued. "I've been wanting for my friends to meet you."
It was a little quiet for a half second as the words sunk in. But Josh answered. "Yeah. That's be great. I wanna meet them, too."
Josh was nervous about meeting Ryan's buds and unsure about the impression he'd make or what they would be like. His fears were misplaced. Kevin, Paul, Chris, Alan... they all shook his hand like a long-standing friend. "Great to meet you."
"Ryan can't stop talking about you," Chris said. "I can see why."
Ryan blushed. "Come on, guys."
Kevin clapped Josh on the shoulder. Maybe all of Ryan's friends had that touchy-feely big-bro thing going on. "We like to tease Ry. Somebody's gotta keep his head on straight."
They didn't have much time for small talk because the game was ready to start. Josh did OK, better than he expected. He found himself able to outrun and outlast most of the older guys, but his shooting was definitely out of practice.
"I thought you weren't good at basketball," Ryan said as they squeezed into the gay bar for a postgame drink.
"I said I wasn't great at it. Dad and I used to always play one-on-one when I was growing up. I'm out of practice though."
"Had I known, I would have brought you on the team earlier. Kicked Fitzgerald's sorry ass off," he laughed.
"I'm glad you did, Ryan. It's great to meet your friends."
"I think a couple of them are still skeptical about me seeing you," he said in a low voice, "but they just want to see me happy."
"Are you?"
"Yeah, big guy, I am." He gave Josh a quick kiss.
"You know. I want you to meet my friends, too." Josh was already thinking how he could arrange that.
"Yeah? Cool." Ryan said. He was a little tipsy from the beer and it was moments like this he let himself just take in how attractive and sexy Josh was. Fucking perfection on legs. He leaned in again and kissed once more, longer this time.
"You're drunk," Josh laughed, wrapping his arm around Ryan's waist. The man's arm draped possessively over his shoulder.
"Nah, just a buzz going."
"Hey," Josh said. "I got a question." Ryan looked at him. "Big Guy: how'd I get that name from you?"
"I don't know. I like have a nickname for you. Something only I use. It just seemed to fit. Big strapping lacrosse jock, not a lot of guys are as tall as me."
Josh seemed to like that answer. "Can I call you Ry, like your friends do?"
"If you like." He put his mouth to Josh's ear and whispered. "Though I thought you preferred Daddy as a nickname."
Josh blushed. He could see Kevin looking over, reading him like an open book. Josh leaned over and spoke, low, "I thought you didn't like that."
He could see Ryan mull it over. "Yeah, not crazy about it. But I like watching you blush."
Josh now was turning deeper red.
"Aw sorry big guy, I'm being mean. How about I give you one free `Daddy' to use? Any time you like."
"For real?" Josh was excited and felt his heart pound in his chest.
"Yeah, for real."
"Cool," Josh beamed.
It took Josh a couple of weeks to cash in his special chip. He and Ryan were watching the Mets one weekend afternoon when Ryan took a sip of his beer and spoke. "You know what would make this perfect? One of your patented blow jobs."
Josh reached over and felt the man's crotch. Sure, enough the thick powerful prick was charging up again, getting harder and fuller.
"Hell yeah," he muttered, feeling the hard daddy dick firm up in his grasp.
"Let's lose these," Ryan said, kicking off his shorts and showing off his hairy thighs and hairier balls and crotch. Above them, his beercan cock rose up and stood like a trained puppy.
"Man, I don't think I'd ever get tired of this dick," Josh said greedily as he got on his knees between Ryan's spread legs. "Just go a little easier on me this time," he said, recalling the tough face fuck the man had thrown him the previous night that tested his gag reflex.
Ryan patted Josh's dirty blond hair. "You know you love it, big guy," he teased. "But I'll let you do the work today."
Josh smiled before he opened his mouth and stuffed the extra wide tool into his mouth, drooling over the edge to wet it down, then plopping into his mouth. It was a snug fit all right and got tighter as he bobbed his head further down on the meat. Sometimes, when he was really worked up, he could take Ryan's horse meat in one go. But today, from a cold start like this, he had to take his time, gradually working the dick in and opening up his throat to the invader.
By the time the young stud had worked his way down the fat length, he could tell Ryan was pretty close. Josh started applying suction, eager to suck out what he knew would be another heavy load.
Rough hands gripped his shoulder and pushed him off the prick. "Not so fast," Ryan huffed. "We got all afternoon." He pulled Josh up and the two met for a hot kiss, making out passionately. "Why don't we go to the bedroom?"
"Yeah," Josh said. As much as he liked servicing this daddy figure for a quickie, the long sex sessions were even better.
In the bedroom. Ryan kicked off his shorts and watched lasciviously as Josh worked out of his sweats. The kid really was flawless. Every muscle in place, rippling hard but with the soft skin of an almost-college kid forming an amazing contrast. Ryan's hands latched onto the chest and started rubbing up and down.
"I must have been a friggin' saint in a previous life to have earned this."
Josh wanted to give a cute comeback but instead his body tensed and then softened at the man's expert touch. He found himself posing a little for his admirer, flexing his chest and arms and twisting his upper body.
"Yeah, you like being admired, too," Ryan hissed, his body now pressed closer as his hands roamed along the back, along the strong lats and bulging delts. Josh certainly had the body of a lacrosse player. Fit, somewhere between lean and bulky, and top-heavy. Ryan's fingers traced down that smooth, soft back, down further to two pert, round jock buns that were Josh's prize assets, as much a result of genetics as athletic conditioning. "I should be worshipping this body every fucking minute we're together," Ryan said. "Hot fucking stud." The man started kissing wildly along the hot kid's neck as his fingers curled around the hard-soft gluteal muscle.
The feel of Ryan's large chest pressing into his drove Josh wild. Involuntarily his crotch thrust back and forth and with it his ass flexed and shuddered in Ryan's large hands.
"Unghh..." Josh growled, feeling fully awakened sexually now.
Ryan's hands kneaded the ass cheeks as he worked his fingers closer and deeper into the cleft between them. Soon he was running his digits up and down Josh's sensitive, horny trench, up and over his young hole repeatedly. "If i didn't know better, I'd think you want my fat motherfucking cock up your ass."
Josh moaned. He'd been fucked that morning, and fucked good, but now his hole felt empty and aching. He arched his back. "Oh fuck yeah."
One finger popped in, and their lips met.
"Yeah, my stud gonna give it up for his man today?" That finger circled around, loosening up the elastic right. Josh was still pretty tight, but the recent sex with Ryan's fat tool had loosened him up some.
"Yessir," Josh cooed, going insane with the feel of Ryan's beefy body against his, the firm determination of the man's finger claiming its territory. "Fuck me, man."
"On the bed. On your back," Ryan ordered as he pulled his hands away and patted Josh's firm butt playfully.
Josh flopped back, spreading his legs hungrily. His heart beat at twice the pace as he watched the older man circle around the bed, reaching down to grab a Magnum.
"Gotta keep my stud happy, don't I?" Ryan leered as he rolled on the condom. "This gonna make you happy, Josh?" he asked nodding down to his erection. Fat, powerful, and fully hard.
"Oh man," Josh trembled. "Fuck yes."
Ryan popped open the lube and squirted it on. "My jock stud wants this, huh?
"Aw yeah. Big fucking daddy dick."
Ryan paused for a second, letting the word sink in. He had told Josh he could call him Daddy some time. He hadn't considered it would be during sex. But looking down at the athletic young man, reclining back, eager, horny, he liked how turned on his fuck partner was. He crawled up on the bed, kneeling between Josh's legs and proudly showing off his erect cock.
Might as well go for it, he thought. "Yeah, you need some daddy dick?"
If he thought Josh was turned on before, the kid practically was whimpering now. "Yessir."
"Show me. Show Daddy your hot body."
Josh smiled and leaned back, flexing his muscles again and soaking in Ryan's lusty attention. "Like this?"
Yeah boy, like that." Ryan scooted forward, putting his lubed finger down below Josh's balls and tracing downward. "Lift your legs." His digit started applying the slickness to Josh's hole.
Josh hiked his legs up. He held them up and spread, until Ryan rested them on his shoulders, pushing his rigid cock down, right in line.
"Fuck me, Daddy," Josh grunted, his jock-like voice now lower, softer.
"Oh Christ," Ryan hissed as he entered in. Not too tight, not too loose. Just perfect jock-boy hole, he thought. It usually took him a while to work his prick into Josh but today the young stud took it right. Fucking swallowed him up. "My boy wants it bad today," he observed
"Yessir." Josh's own dick twitched, on the cusp of orgasm but he resisted touching it lest it fired off prematurely. He wanted to enjoy this fuck in the worst way. "Gotta have it, sir."
Ryan pulled back slowly then rammed forward, nearly knocking the air out of the kid. He thought for a minute he was being too rough on him, but Josh's dick responded with heavy precum drips and shook with excitement. He did it again, deeper and harder if possible.
Josh loved it. "Fuck me. Fuck me, dad."
Now those words were spurring Ryan on. If this kid wanted a daddy fuck, he was gonna give him a daddy fuck to remember. "Yeah, boy," he growled. "I got ya. Daddy's got ya." His fuck thrusts were hard, intense, and Ryan's cock started feeling good. Really good. That gonna come soon kind of good. "Fuck, kid, you're gonna make me come."
"Da..." Josh didn't even finish the word before his prick fired hot white jets of jock sperm all over his taut torso. It was the first time he'd come hands free, and the sight was nasty enough to push Ryan over the edge.
"Mother fuck!" he yelled as he gave those telltale high choked grunts of his ejaculation.
The two met in a fevered, sloppy kiss as their heart rates slowly returned to normal. Finally, Ryan leaned up and started pulling out, gripping the base of the condom as he extracted his still heavy meat.
"I think we have a problem," he said as the head popped free. The rough fuck had broken the rubber and shredded the tip. All that was left was the sheath that clung to the lower two thirds of Ryan's cock.
"What?" Josh said, leaning up. Then he said. "Oh. Fuck."
"Yeah. I guess we haven't had that conversation yet, but I'm negative. I swear. Got tested last month."
Josh wasn't as freaked out as Ryan feared he might. He was concerned but what's happened's happened. He hoped Ryan was on the up-and-up. Knowing the man, he probably was.
"It's been about three months since my last test. But you're the only guy I've bottomed for since then. And I've always been safe."
"Negative then?"
"Yes," Josh said. The young man lay back and stretched his legs. That fuck had been bar-none the best sex of his life and it felt a little bit of a let down to end it on this note. "I gotta ask, though," he said. "I know we didn't plan it that way, but how did it feel?"
Ryan smiled. "Pretty awesome, big guy. I wasn't even sure what was different, to be honest, I just knew it felt more intense. I don't know... if you're up for it, maybe we can both get tested, so we can try it again. Without the rubber, I mean."
Josh nodded. "Yeah. I'd like that. Though, damn, it feels like you came a river inside me. I'm already leaking out."
Ryan looked down and sure enough a heavy white trickle was seeping out of Josh's hole. Josh reached down and grabbed his sweatpants, placing them under his butt in time before the trickle became a full-on cum cascade. "Whoa," Ryan said.
"Dude, I know you come a lot, but you must have really been worked up."
"Yeah, I got into it more than I expected." He got up off the bed. "Let me get you a rag to clean you up."