Life with Daddy Bear Part 8 By Always Horny
Daddy's Back
This story is about a relationship between consenting adults. The terms "Daddy" and "Son" are meant as indicators of dominant and submissive roles, much like "Bear" and "Cub" would be. The characters are not related.
It was Wednesday and I was home from my "treatment" at the Monastery. Andre and I were chatting on the couch. I was laying low at home because I had to call in sick for the first half of the week. Andre wrote me a doctor's note for the work absence. He told me a little bit about his practice. He had a pad from a doctor he knew, that he used sparingly for sick notes (never for prescriptions) for his patients who were indeed sick, but couldn't go to a regular doctor. I was the perfect example; I couldn't go to a doctor for an abused ass from an S/M scene that got a little too rough. That was a main business of his it turns out. And, he told me, it was quite lucrative. Sometimes things went awry for a master or mistress, professionals and amateurs alike, and Andre was known in that community for his skill and discretion. He couldn't treat everything; if a person accidently "lost" an object in their anus, well, they had to go to the ER and suffer the embarrassment. But Andre was very skilled at treating contusions, surface flesh wounds, and mental and emotional trauma.
I asked him how much I owed him for treating me for three days; the examination, shots, arrangement with the monks, etc.
He said, "Not a penny Drew. I already billed Glen for your treatment. I always send the bill to the person who inflicted the damage, sometimes accompanied by a stern lecture about playing safely. There are some things that I am reluctant to treat or won't treat at all; knife play, castration play, hanging/choking, and breath play being just a few examples. And some types of scenes, like urethral sounding, that are not deadly like those other examples, but are very risky unless you are your play mate really know what they are doing.
"What's urethral sounding Andre?"
"You can Google it Drew, but if I catch you or Glen doing it I'll drop you as a patient, understood? There's plenty of very safe and sane activities that can be very kinky and BDSMish, Drew, without resorting to pushing large metal rods up into your dick hole. It CAN be done safely, but only by people who have medical training or have taken the time to really learn the extensive safety precautions necessary for doing it. OK speech over. Sorry, for the lecture; I get a little preachy sometimes."
"No apology necessary Andre, I really appreciate the information. I don't have a lot of sexual knowledge or experience, although I'm a bit more experienced after being gang banged and face fucked by a bunch of monks! What I'm trying to say is, I really truly appreciate your kindness and support over the past week Andre."
"No problem at all Drew, I don't have many friends and even though we just met, I feel a fondness for you."
"I think you're very special too, Andre. I feel I can really trust you. I have a favor to ask of you, it's a little embarrassing, but I've never been able to suck Glen's cock all the way down to his balls, to deep throat him, basically. Is there a trick to that? Could you teach me how to do it?"
Andre smiled, "Of course Drew, it's definitely a learnable technique. I'd be happy to help if I get to be the practice subject!"
"Definitely, Andre! Definitely! You may have noticed but I'm a little slutty. I'm always up for sucking a cock".
"I have indeed noticed that Drew."
"When do you want to start, Andre?"
How about right now, Drew? "OK great", I said.
"Just like our discussion on working out, Drew the key is to start slowly, and build up your endurance level. Let's go in the bedroom".
We went into the bedroom. OK Drew, first thing is the windpipe on your throat is only supposed to take in air. The gag reflex is the body's way for keeping foreign objects out, but you can overcome this reflex by changing angle of the your head so that your mouth and throat are kind of in a straight line.
Here suck me little to get me hard.
I began to blow him marveling at the silky smoothness of his cock, it was as black as the rest of him, with a perfectly proportioned head. His cock could have been a dildo model.
Once hard he said, "OK lay on your back with your head on the edge of the bed. Now hang your head over the edge of the bed slightly tilting your chin up a little bit. OK I'm going to push my cock head against your throat, to get you used to the sensation".
I gagged a bit and Andre backed his cock out.
"Remember to breathe through your nose on the "out stroke" of the cock. OK. Now, I'm going to gently probe your throat again, when I do, close your eyes and pretend like you are swallowing a large "horse pill" such as a large vitamin tablet. The key is to go slow and get used to it. If the head slips into your throat a little, you may start to gag. That's OK. I'm only going to put the tip of it into your throat, not any of the shaft yet. Let's practice two or three times."
Andre slid his cock into my mouth until he hit my throat, and I imagined it as a large pill, and low and behold, a little bit of his cock breached my throat. He immediately, withdrew. I gasped but hadn't gagged.
"That was excellent Drew, let's do three more reps of just that much of my cock then we quit for today.
Remember to breathe through your nose on the outstroke". "Drew, patience and practice is important for this to work. It's going take as long as it takes, you won't be a deep throat expert by the weekend.
Go to a sex shop and get a SMALL dildo, the soft squishy kind. Clean it thoroughly before each use.
Don't ever use it in your ass, this is a mouth only dildo. Practice once a day, getting only the tip in. If you get comfortable doing that, then try to push it a bit further. Remember the pill trick and breathing technique. Oh, and never use a banana, if it breaks and gets stuck in your throat you are in serious trouble.
"Yes, doctor, I said teasingly, but then said, "Sorry, I was just kidding. Thank you for sharing your knowledge and experience. How much do you charge for sex consulting?"
"How about we barter for it Drew?"
"Ok, do you want a blowjob, or do you want to fuck? Either one is fine and OK with Glen too".
"We'll Drew, I think I should probably check your asshole to see if it's recovered from our trip to the monastery" he said with a smile. Why don't you lay on your tummy and get comfortable".
After I did this, he took two pillows and put them under my hips propping my ass up a bit.
He said, "Now you relax and enjoy; let Andre do everything".
He spread my cheeks, I think he actually was checking the shot injection sites, but then he started to rim my asshole slowly and teasingly. I let out a long moan. I wiggled my butt a little bit because it actually tickled. I was amazed at the sensitivity I had back there, considering I had taken so many injections of the serum, and was repeatedly fucked over and over just three days ago.
He pushed harder with his tongue. He stopped and said "your ring has tightened back up", then he continued the rim job, focusing directly on my asshole. Any butt stuff always got me going, rimming in particular. His increasingly forceful rim job had me panting and moaning, and I said, "Oh Andre, you've got to fuck me! Please!"
He applied some lube to my ass and his cock then did sort of a fitness plank over me. He slipped his cock slowly into me without ever really touching my body, except for his hips when he thrusted in, that's how much strength and he had. He said "do you want it fast and hard or slow and sensual". I said "fast and hard". Well before I do that, let me just check something, He pushed his cock gently into my ass and said, "Tighten up a little bit Drew, I want to check you muscle control and ability to tighten your hole." I did as he asked and clinched down on him easily. "Amazing" he said absently.
"Um Andre, is this a medical checkup or are we having sex?"
"It's both."
"If this is part of one of your checkups, you must have appointments booked for years."
I couldn't believe that we were conversing as we were fucking, that was something new. When daddy fucked me it could be fast or slow, but always down to business.
"Andre, if you don't start fucking me, I'm going to be offended."
"Uh sorry, duh!" he said and commenced to fuck me with slow full strokes.
"Uhhh! Oh God, That feels so good, Andre! "
It was surreal; I had his great cock in me, but no weight on my body, only his hips really. It was like being fucked in zero gravity. His cock gave a nice full feeling, without being quite the ass-splitter that Daddy had. Daddy was also a little bit of a crusher when he fucked, 280 lbs. is 280 lbs. after all.
"Mmmm , Andre, sooo good, oh! Give it to me harder!"
He gave me what I wanted and started rapidly pistoning in and out of my chute. "Oh God! Cum inside me, don't pull out! He kept going.
"I'm close Drew, do you want to come with me?"
"Oh Yes, Andre! Please! "
He pulled me up and back, so I was kind of kneeling back, sitting on my heels, he reached around and stroked my cock while still fast fucking me, he must have had great abs. He wasn't even breathing that heavily. I, by contrast, was moaning and groaning, and "oohing" and "aahing" to beat the band.
"Oh God, I'm close, oh I'm cumming!!!" I came hard, splurting my cum onto the bed comforter. Andre came inside me a few minutes later.
When finished we laid on the bed, avoiding my cum splatter spots.
"How can I cum that much when I shot gallons of cum just three days ago!"
"I told you Drew, it was the serum, and also the three testosterone booster shots I gave you that did the trick".
"Wow" is all I said.
Daddy called me later that afternoon. We chatted for a bit, and he gave me his flight details for Friday. I didn't mention fucking Andre. I think that he didn't want the details, just as I didn't want the details if he fucked Andre. We both knew that it was a "friendly fuck" situation.
After I hung up I took the comforter off and put it in the washing machine. I couldn't have cum stains all over daddy's bedspread.
When I picked up Daddy on Friday he gave me a kiss and a big hug, saying, "God I've missed you!"
"I've missed you too daddy"! When we arrived home I asked submissively, "Does Daddy need to cum?"
"He said actually yes son, I've got a case of blue balls. You know I don't masturbate. Emptying my balls is your job, right son". He said this teasingly, but it very much was my job. We had a soft and loving dom/sub relationship, not a harsh or demeaning one in any way.
"Yes, daddy".
I proceeded to strip him naked and folded his clothes neatly. Then I stripped and folded my clothes also.
Daddy preferred me to be nude when I was servicing his cock.
"He said go get the foam pad, son".
Daddy had bought a bunch of foam gardening "kneelers" meant for old folks with bad knees after I moved in. He said to me, "you're going to be on your knees a lot, son. I don't want you getting arthritis".
I got the pad and knelt before him. I took his cock in my hand and retracted his foreskin. Daddy had the kind that his didn't cover is cock head completely, but covered most of it.
"I didn't wash under my foreskin this week son, I know you like the taste of my cock when it's a little cheesy". I looked at his big purple cock head and saw the natural secretions that had collected under his foreskin.
"Mmmm yes, daddy, your cock is always so yummy."
I licked his cock clean, relishing the flavor. Then I proceeded to give him an excellent blow job. He blew his load fast because he hadn't cum since that Sunday. It was a big load, and I swallowed it all down. I smiled up at him and said, "Thank you daddy".
"You're such a good boy son. Now stand up and let me see your ass and boy hole."
I did as told, and he lightly rubbed my smooth ass cheeks. "Incredible" he said, "You're fully recovered from you thrashing. Spread your cheeks son". He licked a finger and poked it in me. "Tight as ever."
Daddy asked "did Andre clear you for fucking". I had told him about the shots, the anal semen "treatments" and the monk gang bang. He was amazed. He had me repeat the whole story two more times.
"Yes, Daddy."
"Hmm, I bet he did." He said with a smile.
Then he said "Son, we're taking a trip to that monastery, I owe them a thank you for caring for you, as well as a monetary donation".
After he got settled in we took a shower. Before turning on the water, He said, "target practice son"
which meant that he wanted me to bend over and present my ass to him. He let out a long piss and aimed it at my asshole. When he was done he asked, "gotta pee son?" I said yes and he bent over and told me to take target practice also. Piss play before showering was just one of our fun little shared pleasures. We proceeded to take a long sexy shower, then headed over to the monastery.
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