Disclaimer: I do not know the sexual preferences of Sean "Diddy" Combs or his adopted son, Quincy Brown. This is just pure fiction. There is no truth to any of it. Now that that's out of the way, read on...
Diddy had just come from having one hell of a good fuck with his son, Justin but, he was hella sticky inside and out. "I really need to clean up before I go and fuck Christian." He thought to himself. As he went upstairs, he heard some music playing. It sounded like it was coming from the hall bathroom. "I thought I told the girls to stop playing their music so damn loud." He walked into the bathroom, expecting to see D'lilah or Jessie in the bathroom. Instead, he saw his adopted son, Quincy, in the bathroom. Diddy's mouth dropped open. "Holy shit!"
Quincy was a six-foot-two-inch frame of pure gorgeousness! "I knew he was gonna be fine as fuck when he got older!" Diddy thought excitedly. "I just knew it!" What he didn't know or realize was that his dick was now rock hard and standing at attention. "Well, damn, dad!" Quincy exclaimed. Diddy didn't understand why he was shocked until he followed Quincy's gaze. He was looking directly at Diddy's hard dick. "I, um, uh, er." Diddy began, trying to explain his hard dick. Quincy dropped the towel that was around his waist. Out flopped his dick that was as big as a half smoke sausage!
Diddy licked his lips as Quincy sat on the bathroom counter. Quincy looked at Diddy and grinned from ear to ear. "Look at him, licking hos lips, like he's ready for a good meal." Quincy thought to himself. "I'll give him his meal, alright but, first..." Quincy wiggled his toes. "Dad, come over here." He said. Diddy walked over to his son. "Now, get on your knees and suck my toes." Diddy looked at Quincy and was about to protest but, Quincy stroked his dick slowly and seductively. So, what choice did he have? He got down on his knees and began to suck the toes on Quincy's right foot!
"Lick the bottom of my foot, BOY!" Quincy commanded as he put his foot up to Diddy's face. First, Diddy inhaled the scent of Quincy's foot. "Man, I shouldn't have washed my feet today." "I still would have wanted to sniff them." Diddy said. Quincy smiled and said, "I know." Quincy knew Diddy like the back of his own hand. Diddy liked Quincy because he would do things to Diddy that Justin and Christian wouldn't dare do. "He is more forceful and rough." Diddy thought. "I like that!"
As Diddy sucked on each toe on Quincy's foot, he could feel Quincy patting his head like he was some child. He knew he should stop this but, he wanted that dick... BAD! I mean, can you blame him? That thing was a monster. It was bigger than Justin's. Hell, it was bigger than Jay-Z's and, that brotha's dick was humongous! "Too bad he like getting that ass plugged!" Diddy thought to himself, sadly. "Hey, isn't it your birthday, today?" Quincy asked. "Oh shit!" Diddy thought to himself. "He remembered!" Diddy glanced around the bathroom. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw "Bertha". "Bertha" was a paddle he used on the boys on their birthdays. "Yea, you see Bertha over there," Quincy asked. "Don't you?"
"But first," Quincy said. "You're gonna finish sucking my toes." Quincy stuck his other foot in Diddy's mouth. Diddy licked the bottom of Quincy's foot and sucked on each toe as it was a lollipop, get them soaking wet. "Ooowwweee, that feel so good!" Without being told to do so, Diddy licked in between Quincy's toes. "Mmmmm!" Quincy was in heaven! "You always know how to suck these toes just right!" Quincy looked down at Diddy. "Now, it's time to get down to business." Quincy walked over to Bertha and picked up the paddle. "Bend over the toilet and get ready for these birthday licks!"
Thirty minutes later, Diddy was rubbing his sore ass. It felt like it was on fire! To make matters worse, Quincy rubbed his hands all over Diddy's tender ass cheek. "Mmmmm." Diddy moaned softly. "Hurts so good, doesn't it?" Quincy asked. Diddy looked up at Quincy as Quincy stroked his dick. "You want this dick, don't you?" "C'mon, man, you know I do." Diddy said as he sucked his teeth. "On your knees, then." Quincy said. "Come get this dick!"
Diddy hastily got to his knees in front of Quincy. Quincy shoved his dick down Diddy's throat. Diddy was used to having dicks shoved down his throat. Back in the day, he was the personal dick sucker of the old skool R & B group, Jodeci ("Mr. Dalvin's dick was truly a monster." Diddy thought to himself as he rubbed his asshole). "Can't wait for this dick, can you?" Quincy asked. Diddy looked up at him and said, "Anytime you think you're ready, bring it on!"
Quincy looked at Diddy and smiled. "The old man has got guts." He thought to himself. "I'll give him that much." "Alright, then. Assume the position." Quincy said. "You know how I like to fuck." Diddy hurriedly got up against the wall, spread his legs wide apart, and stuck his ass out like a bitch. SMACK! "That's right. Stick that ass out. Let me get a good look at that booty!" Then, without warning, Quincy slid his dick up Diddy's hole. "OH SHIT!" Diddy roared. "DAMN!" "I take that back. Quincy's dick might be a bit bigger than Mr. Dalvin's!" Diddy thought to himself. It was like having a damn PVC pipe shoved up his ass. "God damn, this dick big as shit!" Diddy moaned. He backed his ass up on the dick. "Yea, man!" Quincy said. "Ride this dick!"
Diddy backed his ass up on Quincy's dick. "Oooh, yea!" Quincy said. "Throw that ass at me! Give me all that big booty!" "Oh fuck! Mmmmm! Good Lord!" Diddy moaned aloud. This happened every time he and Quincy got together. Quincy always tried to fuck diddy's brains out. "And he wasn't doing too bad of a job right now." Diddy thought to himself. As he fucked Diddy, Quincy slapped his cakes hard. "Damn, I love fucking these pound cakes!" Quincy said, lust all up in his voice. "Give me that fuckin' ass!"
Quincy fucked Diddy's hole mercilessly. "God damn!" Diddy moaned. He clutched his stomach, feeling real full right about now. "Feel my dick up in you?" Quincy asked. "Uh hunh." Diddy replied. "How does it feel?" Quincy asked. "Feels good, don't it?" "Yess!" Diddy moaned, his eyes rolling back into his head. He tried to hold to the sink as his legs started to buckle underneath him. "Yea, man!" Quincy said, excitedly. "Making you go weak in the knees!"
Suddenly, Quincy pulled his dick out Diddy's ravaged hole and said, "On your knees!" Diddy complied quickly. "Now, open that mouth!" Diddy opened his mouth and Quincy slid his dick back inside. Diddy sucked on Quincy's dick know that he was tasting his own ass juice on Quincy's dick. It was humiliating but, it was hot as hell, too. "Can you taste your ass juice on my dick, man?" Diddy could taste it, alright, and it turned him on! His dick was rock hard, and it had him wanting to touch himself. SMACK! Quincy smacked Diddy's ass so hard, the sound echoed through the bathroom. SMACK! "Now, get up on this counter, with your legs in the air!"
Diddy got up on the counter, his legs in the air. As Diddy got ready, Quincy slid a special rubber condom on his dick. Then, without warning, Quincy slammed his dick up inside Diddy's hole. "OH JESUS!" Diddy roared. Diddy looked at Quincy.... And, smiled. This was a special condom alright. It gave little shocks to your asshole (or vagina) as you were being fucked. Again, Quincy slammed his dick up Diddy's hole. "MMMMM!" Quincy long stroked Diddy's hole nice and slow. Diddy bit his lip as he tried to deal with the mixture of pleasure and pain. His toes curled tightly as Quincy fucked him deep.
Sweat trickled down Diddy's toned chest as Quincy fucked him deep. Then, suddenly, Quincy bent down and bit Diddy's soft left nipple hard. "AWW, SHIT!" Diddy cried out. Quincy did it again; even harder this time. "Oh, you mother fucker you!" Then Quincy grabbed Diddy's neck and turned it to the side. Suddenly, Quincy bit Diddy on the neck. Diddy's scream echoed through the large expanse of the bathroom. Quincy kept his hand on Diddy's throat and said, "You are mine!"
Quincy slammed his dick in and out of Diddy's hole like a jack hammer. As Quincy slammed his dick up inside Diddy's hole, Diddy couldn't help but to cry out. His body trembled as Quincy dick broke down his inside. He could feel every inch of it as it went in and out of his intestines. "Sweet Jesus! Fuck me deep!" Diddy said. And that's what Quincy did. He fucked Diddy so deep, pretty soon, he was calling Quincy "Daddy". "Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me!" Quincy fucked Diddy faster and harder. Diddy's eyes rolled into the back of his head as he passed out. Seconds later, Quincy pulled out of Diddy's wrecked ass hole. "You're still a good fuck, dad!" Quincy said as he helped Diddy into the shower. Before he turned on the water, he ran into Diddy's Bedroom to get some things. "Be right back!"
When Quincy Came back, he was holding a butt plug, nipple clamps, cuffs with keys, and a ball gag. First, he handcuffed Diddy's hands behind him and put the ball gag in his mouth. Then, he put the butt plug up his ass (Diddy winced) and nipple clamps on his nipples. Quincy gave the nipple clamps a tug. "Mmmmm!" Diddy moaned and then he came all over himself. Quincy scooped up the cum and smeared it on Diddy's face and hair. Then, he tugged the clamps, again, causing another load to spill. This load went into Diddy's ears! "Well, it was nice fucking you," Quincy said as he got up to leave. He put the handcuff key a few feet from where Diddy lay. "But I gotta go. Misa wanna see what this dick do." Quincy walked out of the room, leaving Diddy handcuffed and helpless!
The End