TOPPING NOTES: There is something particularly intoxicating about the reactions of a boy who starts out terrified of his second hole and then becomes hungry for it. When I was first poking my tip into that depth and gradually seducing @Liamcforyou into desiring that sensation, I was also mapping the exact path to do so. Paths. Because the second hole can be penetrated from different directions, creating variations on the extreme sensation he's getting. The muscle memory is specific to each boy, and the seduction phase gives me opportunity to practice each thrust in agonizing slow motion so that when he starts to demand that feeling, I know exactly how to ramp it up! From there it becomes a matter of discipline to maintain the precision in those paths even while doing them at furious pace and force!
TOPPING NOTES: Once I'm fully inside, I want to seed a narrative of bodily control. See how i bring my legs outside his and push them together. Most boys will automatically comply with such a trivial body rearrangement, and doing so sets his body on a path of surrendering. I make sure my legs are rubbing against his, lots of skin contact, and compress his legs inward a bit almost like a lower body hug. All sensual and pleasurable sensations that reward his body for giving way to my strength while also reinforcing the inevitability of it.
Every September, Dad celebrates what he calls "Fuckmas" in our college town - a holiday dedicated to the pursuit of fresh freshmen meat.
He scouring hook up apps, searching for innocent young men looking for their first hookup away from home.
Like a predator stalking prey, Dad identifies his targets based on their profiles, seeking out the newest arrivals in town.
He messages them, feigning interest in genuine connection, only to reveal his true intentions once they agree to meet.
Once alone with his quarry, Dad reveals his massive white cock, its thickness dwarfing anything the twinks have imagined.
“Look how big it is! I bet you wanna try and suck it, huh?”
With calculated precision, he primes them for the kill, exploiting their naivety and desire for validation.
“Look I picked you because I thought you were the cutest one who messaged me, if I was gonna cheat on my wife with someone I want it to be with someone like you.”
Then, in a lightning-fast strike, Dad seizes the initiative, pushing his thick shaft into their tight holes, claiming their virginity in a burst of fiery passion.
“Yeah I knew you were just a dirty slut like the rest of them. Give it up to me the moment you saw my meat. Now you’ll always remember me, the first stretch you had on your formerly tight little pussy.”
After relieving himself into the twink's tight pussy, Dad zips up his fly, whistles a jaunty tune, and heads off into the night, leaving behind a trail of freshly minted twinks.
“You’re leaving? Are you gonna call?”
“I already got everything I wanted from you, why would I call? Daddy’s got your cream covered cherry. Can’t take it back, can’t give it back, it’s mine forever.”
His cock still wet from the previous conquest, Dad sits in his truck and goes into his phone for the next unsuspecting victim, ready to unleash his big white cock on another tender soul.
#GayCest