Every Teenage Boy's Fantasy (18+)

Additional Tags: Cheating kink, Dom/sub Undertones, Size Kink, Daddy Kink, Age Play, Praise Kink, Degradation Kink, Dirty Talk, Mentions of Voyeurism, Taboo kink, Mentions of exhibitionism, Mentions of Kitchen Sex, Riding

Kiyoshi's night was rather quiet and desolate. Kei was called to take over a late shift. So, after dinner, Kiyoshi hopped into the bath before returning to the empty living room. They had plans to watch a movie. What should he do now? Finals were over and he didn't have anything for work either.

He snatched his phone and scrolled idly, looking for something to do that had slipped his organized fingers. His eyes fell on a page on top of the tag "To Read." Well, he had spent many nights reading porn already. He brought the notebook that contained his most crazy fantasies and desires and dove into the work. There was a certain tag he hadn't visited in a while. He pulled up his favorite daddy fics and read on, his lower abdomen getting warmer and hotter. A particular story reminded him of an idea for one. He skimmed through his book for inspiration and notes. Kiyoshi's saved stories always hit the spot if he was in the mood for a particular topic, and now he was filled with sexual energy that needed release.

Kiyoshi got to work. He imagined himself as a college student being led into a cozy house. The bulky man turned his head to look behind him, smirking with lustful intent. They climbed up the stairs and entered a room, warm but dim. The white curtains that covered the large windows were pulled down. It was either a queen or king bed, laced with all the pair decorations.

"Won't your lady find us here?" Kiyoshi asked, voice dripping his anxiety. While he didn't intend to hide the arousal at the thought of fucking on the bed the man must have been with his wife, he was a cautious person.

"They'll be out for a while," the man simply repeated, placing a smart device beside the bed. It operated the cameras surrounding the house. If a human approached the door, they would be warned.

"Would you like to take a shower?" the man asked, pressing his lips against Kiyoshi's neck. He shivered violently, like a branch under a tempest. He was going to reply when a pair of muscled arms slipped under his shirt. "Or would you rather wait here like a good boy?" His tone was tender and laced with lust.

Warmth and comfort enveloped Kiyoshi, head fuzzy and drunk with pleasure. The sturdy and dependable man made him feel sheltered like nothing could reach and harm him. The fact that this person was raising a boy his age made his cock twitch.

"I'll be good and wait here, daddy." Kiyoshi sighed. "I'll be good." He burrowed his face on the man's sturdy shoulder. His soft touch was soon gone, the nearby door to the washroom closing. Kiyoshi took off his clothes until he remained in his pink underwear and laid on the bed. It was soft, comfortable, and unfamiliar. Being exposed aroused him more. He found one of his daddy's pillows by sense of smell alone, that fictional fragrance of musky masculinity driving his brain and dick crazy. "Daddy, daddy, daddy." Kiyoshi wanted him so bad. His hole ached to be filled with that cock and cry his name out until his throat was hoarse. Kiyoshi caressed his knees and thighs, member erecting further.

"You're impatient," Kiyoshi heard a whisper on top of his ear and his heart leaped. Was he so intoxicated he didn't noticed the sounds of the door opening, the dip of the mattress, and the approaching warmth? He turned around, brown eyes meeting gentle ones. His breath hitched at the sight. The body of the person in front of him was sculpted with lean muscle. Erect nipples, and an even more erect member stood in attention. Truly the fantasy of every teenage boy.

"Daddy," he said quizzically, the older man taking a nipple in between his fingers.

"It's okay," the man cooed. Kiyoshi nuzzled his mouth against the other hand that was cupped against his cheek, enjoying the tingles coming from his chest. Kiyoshi looked over attentively as he waited for the man's next move. To his surprise, the man straddled his waist, about to move until Kiyoshi complained.

"Dun wanna. I wanna kiss daddy while I sit on his legs."

The man complied, taking Kiyoshi's hand to shift places.

Kiyoshi liked the fact that he was slightly shorter, looking up to the older man from his sitting position. Their lips and tongues danced until they were breathless, Kiyoshi grinding against him with practiced movements. Both groaned in between kisses, making Kiyoshi grow harder. "Daddy, daddy," he huffed, rutting his hips deeper. His lower body was thumping madly, and he felt the tip of his cock grow wet. "Daddy, look down."

The man gasped. "What I am going to do with you?" he gently admonished.

"Do you have to take it off?" Kiyoshi asked before pecking his lips.

"I do, baby. Can't have you run around in dirty clothes." He pressed another kiss on Kiyoshi's neck.

Kiyoshi raised his hips for the man to remove his last piece of clothing. He stared down as his cock bounced, swollen and wanton. Embarrassment crept up his neck, increasing his arousal.

"Daddy!" He cried.

The man pulled him into his embrace, rubbing his back and soothing. "It's okay. It will be okay. Trust me."

Kiyoshi choked on a sob. His body had reached its limit and his emotions were pouring out. When he returned to his senses, the man lifted Kiyoshi's chin and kissed his tears away with the utmost care.

When their lips parted from a tender kiss, the man spoke. "I'm going to get the lube." Kiyoshi shuddered, imagining those stubby fingertips rubbing his entrance. Oh, how they would feel inside? He wrapped his legs around the man's waist.

They moved a few feet. Kiyoshi heard a drawer slide open, rummaging sounds, and a soft slam. They sat back on the bed in a similar position, Kiyoshi on robust, hairy thighs, their erections shy.

Kiyoshi flinched at the cold sensation of the lube on his entrance, gingerly easing to it. He usually preferred to prepare himself but having an older man open him was so erotic. Each revolution brought him more pleasure, muttering "daddy" before wrapping his arms around the older man's neck.

He forced himself to relax, remembering all his previous times. After a few moments, he felt stocky fingers circle around his threshold.

"Good boy, good boy," Daddy breathed, gently patting Kiyoshi's shoulder.

Kiyoshi felt himself open further at the praise. The finger went deeper before another was added.

"Speak up when it hurts. Don't hang onto the pain." Under this man's lips, nothing felt like a command but caring advice. Kiyoshi took it to heart and the fingers inside him adjusted, reaching deeper.

"There, that's it," Kiyoshi murmured, sinking into his knees. They continued making out until Kiyoshi was lubed up, sharing loving pet names between one another.

Kiyoshi was instructed to lay down on a pillow before his hips were lifted. He suddenly came back to his senses and asked, "Are we good on time?" He looked at the device on the bed stand. The foreign bed, the taboo relationship. Kiyoshi wanted to be aware of the filthy things he was doing with a committed man. What would his wife and son think of the man, fucking a boy the same age as his son? What would they think of him? He was just as guilty.

As if he had spoken his thoughts, the man said, "My boy is with friends and my wife is visiting her parents. I have you all to myself." He planted a kiss on Kiyoshi's shoulder, stubble tickling Kiyoshi's skin.

"Doesn't it turn you on. . . thinking. . . we could be seen? That they know?" Kiyoshi huffed.

The man grinned. "Who in their right mind would bring their lover to their own bed otherwise? Didn't you get off last time saying how they could see us fucking from the closed kitchen curtains?"

Kiyoshi smiled. He was glad they were on the same page.

The man lowered his body, capturing Kiyoshi's nipple with his lips, and continued. "Now, how, from the door behind me, they would see you having your nipples sucked like popsicles."

"The window. I like the window," Kiyoshi swiftly corrected. The thin summer curtains gave the impression they could present a silhouette of the happenings inside. Kiyoshi hadn't tested it, and he wasn't told it could happen; it was all arousing speculation.

"How they could see you come undone under my fingers," the man resumed, massaging the back of Kiyoshi's thigh while sucking his left nipple. "How would they see you, baby? Tell me everything."

Kiyoshi gasped, hips twitching as the man's hold moved to tease his wet entrance. "T-they could see me gasping for air under your touch. Under your. . . H-helpless and hard and. . . excited from . . . your touch."

He could see himself in third person in a vantage point from above the man's shoulder: a pale, blond youth shivering and panting, looking down at an older man between his legs. Or the mother and son witnessing from the window the debauchery occurring in the master bedroom: the older man lifting the young blond's pelvis, looking down with glazed eyes as he bucks his hips forward, the young boy's back arching simultaneously as he cries out.

That would be a story for another day.

Kiyoshi's insides were stretched thin, the huge cock spreading its warmth.

The older man captured his lips. "Good boy. You took it all."

Kiyoshi wrapped his arms around those dependable, brawny shoulders. "Because daddy had been teaching me well," he rasped out. Mouth covered once more, the man pushed deeper.

Kiyoshi tightened his grasp around the man's waist. Both of his holes were hot and wet, dick and mouth using them.

They raked their hands under each other's hair. "Fuck, you feel so good." The man stuffed deeper, brushing past Kiyoshi's prostate. Kiyoshi let out a moan, a streak of precum rolling down his own cock. He palmed the man's back, weakly trying to pull him closer.

"Kiyoshi loves daddy's cock. So big and so good." Their lips connected, sharing lustful and possessive kisses. His daddy's breaths were husky and carnal, blazing hot tongue swirling over his. His softer voice created a lustful cacophony of lyrical pleasure.

The older man's groans rumbled across Kiyoshi's body, heightening his arousal. He felt small under the broader and stronger man, taken advantage of but also taken care of.

When they parted for air, Kiyoshi felt his cheek caressed, opening his eyes to find the older man stare down at his quivering and horny mess. He couldn't see the man's face but the touch was gentle.

"You are the cutest thing in the world."

Kiyoshi's breath hitched, cheeks growing hotter. The older man brushed his finger against Kiyoshi's lower lip, slipping his other hand between Kiyoshi's fingers.

"Daddy will move, okay?" Kiyoshi nodded, hips held on one hand, breathy moan slipping as the pressure inside lessened. After feeling a little empty, the hot and thick cock returned to its place, the slippery friction making both cry out in pleasure.

Kiyoshi tightened their grasp as the next wave of pleasure surged. The room was filled with their quiet pants and grunts, skin slapping against skin.

"Is daddy so good my boy forgot to speak? Or are you thinking something else?" The man teased between thrusts.

The cock inside him pulled out halfway. Kiyoshi lost himself in the sensation, the hold of their hands grounding him. "So good. It's so perfect Kiyoshi doesn't know what to say."

"Kiyoshi has been. . . a good little boy. . . does this. . . please him?"

"Yes, yes it does," he breathed out. He moved his head left and right, not knowing where to look until his chin was held forward. Kiyoshi tugged the man's hips deeper, fucking himself up the man's cock.

"So needy. Patience, daddy knows what's he's doing." The older man steadied Kiyoshi's hips with a vice grip.

He whimpered in protest. "Daddy, please. Kiyoshi wants daddy's cock so bad." A violent twitch caused his hips to move on their own.

The older man gripped harder, pressing their foreheads together. He soothed, "you don't want to rush, do you? You want to feel all of daddy's cock."

Kiyoshi mewled in agreement.

"Do you trust daddy?"

Kiyoshi nodded, receiving a kiss on the forehead.

"Be a good boy and stay put." The man shifted his hold and rocked his hips in a languid rhythm, making Kiyoshi let out a guttural choke. He arched his back high, holding onto his pooling heat like a madman.

"Daddy, I'm close," he said breathlessly.

The older man slipped his arms around Kiyoshi's shoulders, twisting their bodies around. After they steadied, Kiyoshi noticed he was sitting, scorching hot tip tight against his prostate. He held back from finishing right then and there, lifting his hips to relieve the pressure. His cock was drenched in precum. Kiyoshi shivered from the wet sensation.

"Look at you, so dirty from precum." Kiyoshi eyed cautiously, willing to accept the older man's next movement. He wiped Kiyoshi's precum with a finger in one swift motion, conscious he was overly sensitive.

Their eyes met for a fraction of a second, Kiyoshi looking back at the hand with his essence. The older man, leaning against the headrest, wiped it on his own abdomen, lost in body hair.

"Will you come for daddy?" The older man asked. Caressing Kiyoshi's thighs, it sent a shiver up his body.

Kiyoshi's palms had settled on the man's pecs. He felt a strong pair of hands splay his buttocks, the man's lips stretching to a hungry smile.

Kiyoshi understood his intentions. After all, Kiyoshi wanted to ride daddy's cock.

He steadied himself and lowered his hips. The man bucked upward, cock sheathing into Kiyoshi's ass fully when they met.

"Ahn!" Kiyoshi stiffened, a flash of pain running through him. He bent forward, holding his weight against the man's sturdy shoulders. Digging his nails on flesh, he set on a pace, bouncing on the man's pulsing cock to chase after his climax.

"Ah. . . ah. . . daddy. . . daddy!" Kiyoshi felt like a filthy little thing, so slender and featherweight, being used for his daddy's sinful pleasure. "Daddy, I'm close. Daddy, I'm coming. Ah. . . ah. . ." Kiyoshi aimed down faster onto that particular spot, hips striking ass, pressure building in his core.

"Keep going, you're doing so well," the older man grunted. "So good at taking daddy's cock."

Kiyoshi leaned backward, inner walls rammed at a steadily. He voiced his moans without restraint. He also wanted more. "Am I doing well daddy?"

"Yes, yes you are. Such a good little boy. I love fucking your cute little ass," the older man puffed between breaths.

Kiyoshi's walls spasmed and contracted, pleasure rising to its peak. "Daddy, I want more! Oh. . . ohh. . . mnn!"

But he couldn't think of anything. Instead, he wished to be told the opposite.

"Such a filthy little boy. Do you want daddy's cock that much? Tempting a committed man with that cute ass of yours."

"Uhn. . . Y-yeah, I have always wanted daddy's cock. Ahh. . . ahh!"

The older man rolled his hips repeatedly, keeping their pace. "What has your filthy mind thought of doing with daddy's cock?"

The intoxicating pleasure had rose to Kiyoshi's head, making him answer in a daze. "Ki-Kiyoshi wanted to ride daddy's cock. Kiyoshi wanted daddy to fu-fuck him like this; fuck him in the mouth until he c-cried. Kiyoshi wanted to do what daddy wants to do to him. Hnn, d-daddy, daddy. . ."

The older man kneaded his cheeks. "Such a filthy little boy. God, you are so hot like this. Mouth hanging open and neck exposed for me to take. You are so filthy and so good. I want to fuck you every day. Every second of my existence."

With one powerful thrust, Kiyoshi dissolved into pleasure, cum marrying their chests. The man continued through Kiyoshi's orgasm, waves of pleasure spreading through his body, milking his release until the last drop.

Their rhythm decreased, low enough to not overwhelm Kiyoshi but fast enough to keep him on edge. "Will you take daddy's seed?" The man huffed.

"Mn, Kiyoshi will take it all," he blurted, keeping himself in place while leaning on the man's stretched arms.

"Slow down for me, baby." The older man plunged against Kiyoshi's walls after they corrected their positions. "God, you feel amazing. "

Kiyoshi whined happily at the praise, changing to a languid pace and stimulate his daddy's underside. The older man quickened his movements, swift to plant his seed on Kiyoshi's insides with a satisfied groan. They continued to rock their hips in slowing motions until they sat limp, enjoying the aftershocks and warmth. Kiyoshi's sight was hazy, posture unsteady. The older man held him in place, softening cock still inside.

Kiyoshi felt his daddy caress his lip, quietly asking for contact. He lowered himself to meet the man's lips with his own. The man held him as they made out, their desire satisfied.