Previously:
I awakened first and tried to wrap my head around what had happened. Where had I gone wrong? How had allowed this twink to dominate me so completely? I was shell-shocked and I briefly thought about how to recover. If I could turn the tables and fuck him....this would become a distant memory. Except I knew deep in my soul that I would never fuck Jordan. Ever. As much as I love to bone a smooth twink, I would never think of Jordan that way again. He would always inspire fear in me, uncertainty, trepidation...and lust. But the lust I felt, the fantasies running through my head, had the same theme. Jordan was in control. Jordan was on top. As I laid there, I was consumed by it.
Part Three
When he awoke, we talked. If anyone was more surprised than me about what happened between us, it was Jordan. He's a bottom. A twink. That's how he sees himself, even after what just happened. He fantasizes about hairy dads fucking him. But he also acknowledges that something profound happened tonight. Jordan had never thought of himself as a top...ever. He had never fucked a guy - he was always on bottom. He'd never been aggressive toward any guy. He had never spanked anyone or used force as he did with me. As a slim, polite twink, Jordan had always played his role perfectly. Until tonight.
Jordan says it started innocently enough. He likes older guys, so it wasn't the first time his sexual partner failed to get an erection. He understood it, even though he was disappointed. But Jordan describes himself as "super horned", which is why he decided to flip around and see if I would suck his cock (as a polite Asian bottom boy, Jordan thought this was a bold move). He was shocked when I accepted his cock, but Jordan still didn't think I would suck him very long. Then he felt my tongue swirling around his dick and he realized I was getting into it. He says he felt "emboldened" and "brave". He gained confidence As Jordan became more aggressive, he says he felt me become more passive. I remember surrendering to my fate and deciding to suck him, but I didn't think of it as being passive at the time. Anyway, Jordan says he felt a change in me. Emboldened, he suddenly understood that I would not resist him. He was excited by it, by the thought of HIM using ME for his pleasure. Jordan says that when he ordered me to hang my head off the bed and I complied, he knew there was no turning back. He'd been there as a bottom. Once he established control, Jordan knew he couldn't let-up. And he didn't.
In Jordan's mind, it became a crucial battle at that point. He kept pushing my limits and I kept giving-in. He slapped me and I winced, but did nothing about it. He degraded me and I didn't fight back. He used my mouth like a bitch and my hard cock proved how much it turned me on. He beat me with a belt and I cowered. And in his final act, he mounted and bred me. Jordan made me his bottom, his personal DadPussy. And as I listened in shock to this assessment, he calmly, politely explained that I was his bitch now.
I laid there listening in amazement (what led this twink to think he owned me?) . But as I was trying to comprehend his words, Jordan rolled over, leaned back and I felt his hand on my neck. His cute little cock was standing at attention and I have to admit that he looked incredibly hot, so lean and petite. But I was still reeling and this was new to me. I couldn't give-in, could I? Even after what had happened?? The pressure on my neck increased, yet I continued to hold firm. I was going to put a stop to this right now. I....SMACK. My head spun to the right and my head hit the headboard. When I recovered, I turned to find Jordan kneeling with his cock in my face. This time when he applied pressure I leaned forward and took him into my mouth. He wasn't gentle....I had ruined his mood with my resistance. Jordan ordered me to put both hands behind my back and I moved quickly to obey. Obey...I hate that word, but there is nothing else to describe how it felt to me. Once my hands were behind me, he brutally fucked my mouth. No mercy. His cock was in my throat for more than 15 minutes and I struggled to breathe at times. Jordan didn't care. Some sadistic instinct in him had been unleashed. And I found myself completely submissive to him, even fearful of him. Me - Mr Alpha, reduced to a cocksucking coward. When he felt his orgasm getting close he stopped suddenly. Still on his knees, he backed up a couple feet and looked me up and down. My thick cock was throbbing, even after the abuse my throat had just taken. If Jordan needed proof of my submission, my lust for him, he surely had it. He looked pleased with himself. "Get your legs in the air", he said. I scooted down in the bed and raised my legs slightly. "Higher". I raised them higher as Jordan looked at me, enjoying my discomfort. What a contrast we were. Smooth, slim Asian twink with his hard cock sticking straight up against his flat stomach. And me....muscular and hairy with my legs half in the air, looking embarrassed and uncomfortable. Jordan slapped my ass and I yelped. "Higher. Hook your arms behind your knees and pull those legs back as far as you can. I want to see your DadPussy before I breed it again." I closed my eyes and did as I was told. "Open your eyes. I want you to look at me this time when I fuck you.". I opened them as Jordan put one of his slim hands on my ass and spun me around on the bed until he was in position. There I was on my back, arms hooked behind my knees, pulling back hard on my legs so he wouldn't be angry. I needed Jordan to see my effort because I couldn't handle being punished again right now. But there are many forms of punishment. Jordan changed tactics.
As I watched him closely and prepared for a rough entry, Jordan slowly eased closer until his boycock grazed my hole (my DadPussy). He looked down and spat, slowly drizzling it on my hole. I couldn't help it...I groaned. "You like that?" I didn't respond. He spat again, but this time I was ready. I locked my legs in place and stayed quiet. But Jordan wasn't finished with my embarrassment. He leaned forward ever so slightly and started rubbing the tip of his cock around my hole. I sucked in a breath of air. My cock throbbed and a drop of precum appeared. He did it again, only this time he pushed a little and the tip of his cock disappeared into my hole. I gasped and my eyes closed for a second before I remembered the rules. I locked eyes with him again. Jordan continued my torture - circling my hole with his cock, occasionally poking the tip inside. He enjoyed my discomfort. He thrived on my lust. He was conquering me bit by bit. Meanwhile, I kept my legs in the air, locked with my elbows. They cramped but I knew I had to stay in place. This version of Jordan frightened me on some level and I wanted to please him. He spit again and slowly started to work more of his cock into me. I found myself pushing toward him, thrusting back. He smiled...."just tell me you like it", he said. "I do", I replied.
"Respectfully", Jordan insisted. "I do, Sir", I replied. He poked again - half his cock in me this time. I groaned and lost the last of my pride. "Oh God, Sir. I really do. I need it. Please fuck me."
My arms were still locked behind my knees when Jordan leaned forward, clamped his left hand on my throat and thrust his hips forward. I tried to gasp but he had my throat in a firm grip. Jordan buried his cock to the hilt. When his abs grazed my dick in the process, I started firing volleys of cum on his abs and thrashing about. His eyes never left mine and I didn't dare look away. I was ashamed. But I was also more horny than I'd ever been in my life. As my orgasm continued, his began. I felt Jordan's slim cock swell to its max and his eyes rolled back in his head. My DadPussy, already sloppy with his first load, began to feel full and wet as he locked his hips in place against my asscheeks. He relaxed his hand a bit and I inhaled a breath as he continued to unload. It seemed to last forever, but eventually he stopped and let go of my throat. I lowered my legs and wrapped my big arms around him as I felt his cock slip from my hole. I hadn't cum twice in an hour for many years. And I had never cum as intensely as today. I was dazed and confused - still trying to accept my new reality. But I had changed. In the course of an hour, my life had been upended by a twink 20 years my junior and half my size.
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