This is another multi-part story loosely based on my sexploits. "Luke" has traits of all of my favorite daddies that I've had the pleasure of being with over a lifetime. I know my leading men all have very similar physical descriptions. These are the men who turn my crank and the men I have traditionally chased my whole life. You get no apology from me on that score. And what do you really pay for this stuff? I hope you will see fit to make a donation to Nifty. It's the only place I know of on the web that you can scour like this for your own special brand of kinky lit, whatever that brand might be. So be a stand-up guy.
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Big Daddy Luke (part 5)
by Boyatt Hart
The strength I felt in Luke's embrace was nourishing. He sighed heavily as he continued smearing my cock head in my pre-cum with his thumb. I took the dark brown areola nearest to me in my mouth and began nursing on it as I played my left hand over his thick belly, savoring his physical preponderance.
"This is nice," he softly said as he planted a kiss on the top of my head.
I took his erecting nipple between my teeth and tickled it with the tip of my tongue in response. He giggled and pressed me tighter to his side. Occasionally he would lift the hand he was gently manipulating my swollen dick with to his mouth and suck my juice from it, quickly taking my hardness back into his gentle grasp.
"You taste good," he mused.
I lifted my face from his chest just long enough to say, "You, too."
We lay in silence for a long time just enjoying the feel of each other's skin. My experiences with the men I'd met at Candlelight, the piano bar I had been frequenting, were typically all about dick and, for the most part, mine. While it was flattering to witness the heights of inspiration they rose to at the sight of my erect organ against the backdrop of my round yet muscular build...comparing their cock size to mine and exploring my sinews with boyish admiration, hearing them call me daddy and watching them demonstrate their lack of limits in the interest of pleasing me...it also felt incomplete. My desires to indulge myself in what I perceived to be their masculine delights went largely ignored.
Luke was like an answer to my prayers. Here was everything I could ask for in a man in terms of size, strength, masculinity, endowment, likeability and sexual energy, and he seemed to be finding the same things in me. At last I'd found myself on a two way street of genuine sexual bliss.
"I've never been fucked the way you fucked me," I said as my hand roamed down his ample belly and squeezed his king sized flaccid cock, "Thank you."
"To be honest I've never had the pleasure of fucking anyone quite as hard as I fucked you just now," he confessed, "I think I should be thanking you."
"You do make an impression on a guy," I sighed as I continued massaging his tool, "I can almost still feel you inside me."
And it was true. His fervent penetration into such deep and virgin territory up my tender chute had left those nerve endings so hypersensitized as to create ghost sensations of his purposeful pumping.
Luke let go of my cock, letting it fall back down on his thigh, and placed his hand on the back of my head. Pressing my face into his meaty pec as I lightly chewed on his nipple, he groaned loudly and I felt his plump dick start to firm up in my hand.
When he let me go he scooped up the salty drool my stiff prick had leaked onto his thigh and smeared it on his fingers with his thumb before sticking the thick digits in his mouth one by one and noisily sucking them clean. The arm draped down my back pressed me to his side as tightly as he could and a deep, contented sigh rumbled up from his mighty chest.
I let go of his bulky member and ran my hand back up over his belly to fondle his other pec, ramping up my attack on the one I sucked while pinching and tugging at the nipple of the one in my hand. The gentle giant tensed up under the stimulation and time dissloved into meaninglessness as I lost myself in the taste, feel and sound of him. He reached across and lifted my dick from his leg to resume smearing my bloated cock head in the pre-cum that oozed from my slit, pinning my groping hand between the meat of his bulging pec and the powerful sinews of his thick, strong arm.
His powerful bulk shook in laughter as I began to nurse his pec so earnestly I thought it might actually begin to lactate. He let go of my dick once more and wrapped his hand around the one I was using to knead his other man breast.
"Baby, baby...daddies make milk with these," he said as he guided my hand down onto his half hard cock.
I lifted my head from his chest and gazed for a moment into his twinkling eyes, then shifted my position to lay my head on his belly and take his stiffening member into my mouth.
"That's it," he sighed.
In spite of the fact that Luke had wiped his potent appendage clean of our fuck juice earlier, it still reeked with the odor of our passionate intimacy and I shivered at the thrill of tasting myself on him. He laid a hand on my head and gently patted the side of my face as I proudly expressed my gratitude to him through the diligent oral service I applied to his expanding organ. I loved the soft gurgling noises that emanated from his relaxed belly.
"Now THAT'S what you call getting your dick sucked!" he announced as I gave myself to him body and soul.
I scooped his immense ball sac up in my left hand and gave it a hardy squeeze. He let out a low, lusty growl as his right hand landed on the bed beside him with a thud and rolled up into a ham sized fist, clenching the bed covers between his thick fingers.
Seeing the intensity of the pleasure I was giving him I shifted in the bed again, straddling his legs and lifting his fully erect cock up off of his belly. I studied the physical enormity of the hulking man before me and felt a rush of cool air on my exposed pucker as I leaned down to continue my labor.
"I love the feel of that big, hard dick in my lap," he casually observed.
"Enjoying yourself?" I asked with a wink as I thumped his beefy hard-on against my face.
He laughed as he pushed my smiling mouth back down over the head and said, "Less talking, more sucking."
I reached deep down into my reserves of energy and wailed away on his majestic meat like a starving man at an all-you-can-eat buffet. His head fell back against the padded headboard and his eyes closed as he went who knows where under my unbridled oral assault. The deeper and harder I sucked his beautiful dick the more it permeated my mouth the taste of my ass, and the more inspired I became.
Slowly but surely my intensity reached a tableau and, as I feverishly worked my mouth up and down on his prodigious endowment, I saw that he had opened his eyes. He was grinning from ear to ear as he watched me shamelessly pounding my gullet on his massively bloated and incredibly firm glans, still leaving enough of his impressive length exposed for me to comfortably wrap a hand around the base.
My nose was running, my eyes watering and my slobber was running down the exposed portion of his shaft in copious streams. I was sucking and gagging myself on him so noisily that I was sure I could be heard from outside his apartment, but the joy and pride that beamed from his round, fatherly face was all that mattered to me in that moment.
The ache in my neck was a minor inconvenience as I saw him pinching and twisting his own nipples with his eyes glued to the show I was giving him. I don't know how long I kept at it before I felt him lay a hand on my shoulder.
"Easy, sport, easy," he warned, "Now that you've got me hard again I don't want to come before I get a chance to feel your dick in me."
I pulled up and let his hard-on fall from my mouth, plopping against the underside of his belly and sliding down onto his hip. I must have been a sight to behold with my runny nose, tear stained eyes and my slobber rolling down my chin.
"Nobody's ever given me a blow job quite like that before!" he boasted as he handed me a few tissues from the box on his night stand, "You sucked the hell out of that thing!"
I swelled with pride as I cleaned myself up.
"I was so hungry for your load," I confessed.
"I could see that," he consoled me, "and I wanted to give it to you, too. But, like I said, now that you've got me all horned up again I want to get you in me. If I'd let you make me come in your mouth there's no telling how long it would take me to recharge again. I'm really anxious for you to take my cherry and I want to be horny as hell when it happens. Hope that's not too selfish of me."
"Not at all," I said as I leaned in and shoved my tongue in his mouth, snuggling my hard-on next to his between our bellies.
"Thanks for understanding, sport," he replied with a playful swat on my butt.
"Want it on your back or doggy?" I said leaning back and thumping my rock hard dick on his belly, imitating his voice as closely as I could.
He laughed as he reached out and gave it an admiring squeeze, "I hope my eyes aren't bigger than my ass. Would it be alright if you lie on the floor and just let me sit on it?"
A couple of the men I'd fucked from Candlelight had sat on it and I found it to be a huge turn on, my dick up their asses while they pressed their cocks and balls against my belly. The thought of Luke's jumbo package flopping around on it sounded altogether too tantalizing.
"I think it's probably a good idea, this being your first time. Puts you in the driver's seat," I replied.
"Puts me on the stick shift is more like it," he said with a grin, still holding my hard meat, "but if you don't want a man my size on top of you I would understand. Fact is you've got me wanting to take it any way you want to put to me."
"Sitting on it will be just fine," I assured him and then imitated his most muscular pose from earlier on as I said, "I'm pretty sure I'm up to the job."
"Not a doubt in my mind," he said with a smile as he gently stroked my engorged cock.
I rolled off of him and lay by his side once more, almost afraid I was dreaming as I feasted my eyes on him. My left hand roamed his vast expanse as I beckoned him in for anotehr kiss. He obliged, rolling onto his side and swinging his big, powerful leg over me which caused his raging hard-on to poke at my belly. I wrapped my arms around his huge neck and clung to him as though my life depended on it.
"I need to piss," he announced when he let me up for air.
We got up and I followed him out of his bedroom on my way to his kitchen to get a drink. He made a left in front of me exiting the hallway into his bathroom. I quickly found a glass and half filled it with tap water when I heard the sound of water running into his bathtub. I quickly made my way to see what was going on and saw his profile, standing beside his tub, his hips pushed forward emphasizing the roundness of his powerful glutes and the arch of his strong back and his big erection with the skin retracted easily clearing the edge of it.
"Hope it's not putting you off seeing me do this but there's no way I'd be able to hit the pot with my dick this hard," he said looking a little embarrassed.
"Don't mind me, I'm just enjoying the view," I said as I watched him arc his thick stream out through his fat, rigid member in halting bursts.
"So I see," he quipped with a nod at my own state of erectness.
"I can't help it, you even make pissing look sexy," I confessed in shameless admiration of his incredibly masculine display.
When he finished he bent down to guide the spray from the faucet out into the tub with his hand and I was treated to the sight of his massive ball sac bouncing out below his butt crack. He then straightened up and wiped his cock head down with a fresh wash rag.
He walked up to me as I stood in the doorway then pecked my forefhead with a kiss as he grabbed my throbbing hard-on and said, "C'mon, let's go take care of this."
I backed out of the door and let him lead the way, admiring the manner in which his ponderous bulk shifted to the slow but steady pump of his powerful thighs.
Back in the bedroom he fetched a thickly padded quilt from his closet and folded it into a pallet on the floor between his bed and dresser for me to lie on.
"Go ahead," he said gesturing for me to stretch out.
Once I was in position he squatted down as if we were about to sixty nine again but instead grabbed the bottle of Wesson still on his night stand and began slathering my dick with a generous coating. His ass, cock and balls in my face looked like a wonderland of masculine delights and I couldn't resist running my hands over them as he performed his task.
When he was done he set the bottle down where I could reach it and said, "Slick me up now."
I bunched my fingers together and poured a little onto them, then slowly pushed them into his deep crack to coat his pucker. I could see his big hard-on twitch in reaction and pulled them out to get more oil. Slipping easily into his slick crack I began pressing more firmly on his hole until I felt my middle finger slip inside him. He moaned as I worked it in, out and around. My middle finger in to the second knuckle, I slowly worked my pointer finger in beside it and worked them in his clutching sphincter with a gentle twisting motion.
He moaned again as I pulled them out and then spread his meaty glutes apart with both hands. I began running my middle fingers over his slick pucker until they slipped into his anus and I began to gently tug them apart to pry and stretch at the tight grip of his virgin sphincter. He not only moaned again in response but began pushing his big butt back into my firm grasp.
Luke got down on his elbows and lifted my cock up. He pressed his lips to its firm, slippery head in a tender, almost boyish kiss.
"Funny but I've never thought of my own asshole as a sex organ till now," he said with a contented sigh, "just other people's."
His hard dick was poking into the top of my belly and I raised my head to kiss his magnificent balls as I worked his hole.
"Oh-h-h-h...that's NICE!" he growled.
"Sure is!" I confirmed.
He kissed my cock head again and announced, "I'm ready to feel this thing in me."
"It's all yours," I replied, "Just remember to take your time getting me in...and if you decide it's not for you after all then my feelings won't be hurt."
"Thanks," he said as he stood up and turned to face me straddling my belly, "but I think I'm going to be just fine. That nice upward curve of yours that made our sixty nine so easy should be a big help here, too."
As I stared up at his hulking physique I thught I had never seen anything so beautiful in my young life. He smiled down on me and lazily scratched his bulging scrotum, that incredibly potent looking cock of his waggling above it. He bent and braced himself with one hand on the bed and the other on his knee as he began to squat down over me. I immediately saw the wisdom in his choice of location.
I felt the head of his cock settle on my belly and watched with anticipation as he reached with the hand that had been on his knee to stand my hard-on up, pressing into my pad to maximize my length. He continued squatting until his well oiled crack slipped over my slick knob and then adjusted his position until he had me lined up at his hole.
"It feels funny," he said with a grin as he bounced ever so slightly to gauge how difficult the act of penetration might be.
I asked him for a pillow and he stretched his arm out on the bed to reach one. He pitched it to me and I put it behind my head to enjoy the show in comfort. The burly brute pressed down until his ring yielded to the crown of my glans and then immediately lifted his ass just enough for his hole to close back up.
He did this a few more times until he slipped on down over my knob with a muffled grunt, at which point he let go of the base of my cock and placed his hand back on his knee.
"That's a hell of a lot thicker than your fingers," he observed, looking a little stunned yet somehow satisfied, too.
He sowly pressed down again until he had about half of me in. Then he held still, the strain of his great bulk in that squat position beginning to show on his face. He began gently working his clutching hole up and down on the top half of my shaft, making sure to keep the head in him, and his face lit up when he saw the effect of it on me.
"It's a little painful," he said with a chuckle as he held still, "but the look on your face is worth it."
"I can't believe how tight you feel!" I exclaimed.
"Souldn't be surprising...you just got my cherry, mister," he said with a look of pride as he resumed bouncing on me, "But this sure is hard on a fella's knees."
"Why don't you try getting down on your knees to relieve the strain?" I suggested.
Luke thought for a minute then stood up over me, his once hard cock now comfortably resting on his plump ball sac.
"I think you might be onto something," he said as he got down and straddled me on his knees.
Luke situated his cock and balls on my belly and I tingled from their heft and warmth as he rested a hand on the crown of my belly. I laid a hand on his meaty jewels as he reached back and guided my hard-on into his parted crack and pressed my cock head to his warm hole once again. I watched his belly bounce out as he bore down on his pucker and eased back toward my hips. He grunted a little as I easily slipped back inside him and then he began gently rocking on me. The red tint vanished from his face and he looked relaxed by comparison in this new position.
"Much better!" he enthused as he began rhythmically clutching my pole while he rocked himself on it.
"Still painful?" I inquired between gasps of pleasure.
"A little," he said, "but I'm getting more used to it now that the strain on my knees is gone. You're a good man to work with me like this. I had you figured to be patient with me and you sure haven't let me down."
That's when it dawned on me that his communication with me had undergone a slight change since my arrival. For some time now he had referred to me as guy, fella, mister, buster, sport, a man and even a bull, if I remembered correctly. But I couldn't quite pinpoint the last time I'd heard him refer to me as a boy.
The big man was taking very quickly to the reduced effort of his new position and began rocking on me more fervently. I reacted by hunching into him when he pushed back. He paused and flashed that adorable ear-to-ear grin at me.
"You bet!" he said and started rocking back to meet my thrusts with slightly greater force.
He was becoming expert at a rhythm in which he clamped down on me during penetration and relaxed in retraction. The sensation on me quickly brought me to the verge of coming.
"Please...stop!" I cautioned, "I'm too close to losing my load. Mind staying still for a minute till I get control over myself?"
"Will do," he said as he sat almost upright on me and perfectly still, "I know what you're feeling. Something about getting my dick up somebody's ass always goes straight to my balls. Takes some doing not to go over the edge. My guess is you'll be coming in me before too long."
We chatted on the subject at length as I slowly backed away from the precipice, laughing and even in some ways still flirting with each other until he reached one of his thick, strong hands behind him and started massaging my balls. My dick swelled a bit inside him. He smiled.
"If I'm that near my swan song then you'd better be figuring out what kind of blaze of glory you want this thing to go out on," I challenged.
"I want to feel how deep you get when you're all the way in," he countered without having to give it much thought, "If you're sure you can handle my weight then I want to get back on my feet and jam you as far in me as I can get you."
"Have at it," I invited with an expectant smile.
He bore down and slowly pulled up off of me, trying not to stimulate me any more than necessary, leaning forward until my hard cock fell out of him. He shifted his ponderous bulk this way and that above me and slowly rose to his feet, his own cock beginning to lift up off his balls as he inspected me.
The behemoth smiled down on me as he began to squat and my eyes were drawn as though by a magnet to the sight of his bulky package lewdly dangling between his powerful thighs. He stood my cock up at the base and had my head pressed to his wonderful hole in no time. Again his belly bounced out at me and he steadily sank down on my raging hard meat until my balls nestled into his parted butt crack.
"Holy hell!" he exclaimed as he rested his weight on my lap.
He reached down and retracted his ample skin, revealing his big leaking glans, and laid it down on my belly. I flexed my cock in him causing him to squeeze me in response.
"It's like I can feel your every heartbeat," he said looking somewhat astonished, "every vein and even its very shape."
"It sure seems to agree with you," I said as I wrapped my hand around the head of his cock and smeared it in the juice he was leaking onto my belly.
He laughed as he hunched into my fist and then heaved a deep, lusty sigh.
"Good?" I asked.
"GOOD!" he confirmed.
He slowly lifted his butt until only my cock head was in him and then quickly sank back down on it until he held my balls in his crack again.
"U-u-h-h-h-h!!!" he loudly grunted.
He did this a few more times, a little more forceful each time and the volume of his grunting increasing accordingly. Unlike before he was bearing down as he took me in, allowing him to accept me as rapidly as he could, and then clutching me on his way back up. After a few more of these he sank down over my full length and came to rest on me again, wiping perspiration from his furrowed brow with his thick, bristly forearm.
"Feels big...strong...like you," he sighed with a smile as he patted my belly and ground his buttocks against my loins.
I let go of his cock head and brought my hand to my mouth, licking his pre-cum from it and savoring his salty-sweet flavor as I put my hands behind my head to admire him. He braced himself with both hands on my belly, his meaty pecs squeezing together to form a deep, sexy cleft and his erect nipples brushing against his beefy biceps. I couldn't believe I was watching a man of his calibre sit on my dick and actually enjoy it. I instinctively hunched up into his bowels and he reacted by squeezing my member in his ass with vise-like vigor.
"Oh, GOD! I can't last much longer," I confessed.
"I'd better get the good out of it while I can then," he said putting his right elbow back up on the bed and pressing down on my pad with his left hand to maximize my length.
He set about bouncing on my hard-on with renewed energy, his fat gorgeous cock beating my belly like a drum. As beautiful as it was to watch I wanted to see his butt working my meat, so I lifted his cock up only to discover that his wrist and low hanging balls still obscured my view.
"I need to see my dick in you," I said.
"Sorry," he replied and, with the hand he'd been using to depress my pad, lifted his cock and balls up against his beautiful belly to give me the unobstructed view I had been aching for.
I broke out in chills as I saw the massive bull not only fucking himself on me but appearing to use his asshole to jack me off. Everything glistened in the heavy coat of oil...my hard meat and what I could see of the beautiful butt cheeks that were eagerly swallowing it. My heart began racing as all the sights, sounds, smells and sensations of the incredible sex we were engaged in overwhelmed my senses.
I worked like a trojan to fend off my orgasm and reached out with one hand for his bull cock. He let go of it and I grabbed hold, squeezing it till I thought it might burst. He growled and started hunching into my choking grip as he pounded his butt on me.
Suddenly he shivered convulsively and sent a blast of cum up onto my chest and face before his ejaculate quickly settled into a steady ooze from his gaping slit. I scooped up what I could and greedily ate it just as his ground shaking orgasm worked its magic on my rock hard organ. He powered his vast bulk down on me with crushing force. Pressing my hands to his magnificent belly, I quickly began emptying my balls into the clutches of his velvety chute. He appeared to revel in the feel of my cock flexing inside him, grinding himself on me as though he couldn't get enough. The intense waves of pleasure that he'd sent lapping over my finally subsided and my body relaxed under his weight.
He sat on me like that for the longest time, just squeezing my still erect but spent cock in his ass. When he could no longer keep me hard he lifted his butt just enough to let me fall out, then fell forward onto his knees, dragging his huge balls up my belly, until he was able to push the head of his half hard cock in my mouth and milk the remnants of his load into it.
As his dick continued to deflate I allowed it to retract from my mouth and lay on my chin as I proudly displayed his potent seed on my tongue for him before swallowing it. His grandfatherly bulk swelled with pride as he observed me and he inched back, dragging those massive balls on me again, until he could press his face to mine and tongue fuck my cum soaked mouth with his full weight on me.
"That was great...YOU were great...you ARE great!" he enthused, beaming at me with those twinkling brown eyes framed by those sexy, fatherly crow's feet.
"You took the words from my mouth. You did all the work," I said in praise.
"Yeah," he said with a giggle as he shifted his great bulk on me enough to get my cock and balls in his thick hand, "but you gave me all the raw materials to work with! I've never felt anything like that before!"
I kissed him.
"I know what you meant now," he sighed as I released him.
"By what?" I asked.
"When you said you could still feel me in you," he reminded me, "My insides feel like jelly but I would swear to it that your dick was still pumping away up there."
I kissed him again.
"If my wife knew about this you'd be her hero," he mused.
"Why is that?" I asked.
"When we were first married I hadn't been home from Korea long. I was in about the same shape you're in...a good sized gut still but a lot leaner and more toned up like you. I'd be right in the middle of fucking her when I'd get get all carried away...flip her over and load her butt up with dick like we used to do with the whores over there," he laughed, "She didn't squawk too loud I guess, but it was easy to see she didn't much like it. In her eyes you'd be the bull who finally showed me how it felt!"
I laughed and squeezed him in a merciless bear hug. He struggled for breath until I broke my grip on him.
Pushing himself up with his hands on the floor he said, "What do say we clean up a bit and get back on the bed, Herc. This floor can't be very comfortable for you."
"Everything about this feels terrific to me," I said, giving one of his plump butt cheeks a swat and digging my fingers into the meaty glute, "You're a heavy load, but heavy loads don't scare me and I'm in no hurry."
"Whatever you say," he said as he settled his bulk back down on me.
We lay there in silence freely groping and exploring each other's body. His huge, soft cock and balls lying on mine felt more wonderful than anything I'd ever known before. I sank my fingers into the muscular density beneath the layer of fat that covered his strong back.
"When you fuck me again I want it doggy," he said, almost whispering.
"Why's that?" I asked.
"Because now I want to know how it feels to give a man like you complete control over everything I'll be feeling and experiencing," he confessed and started nibbling at my neck.
"I like the sound of that," I sighed as I stretched my arms across his broad back and clasped my left wrist in my right hand to squeeze his powerful body to mine.
We lay like that in silence for another good while and eventually I felt my cum dripping from his his balls onto mine.
"My load's leaking out of you," I observed.
"I know," he sighed sounding a little sad.
We lay there longer still, me patting his cum drooling butt, until his weight became too much for me and I finally confessed, "That bed's starting to look pretty good from down here."
"Then let's do it," he said with a smile as, with some effort, he rose to his feet.
I marveled at Luke's hulking build as he towered over me and stuck out a massive hand to help me up. When I was up on my feet he took me in a bear hug of his own and ran a hand down my back. Before I knew what was happening he easily sank his still oil slicked middle finger in my hole and started sliding it in and out. I rested my head on his thick shoulder and melted into him. Miraculously I began to erect again and was soon poking his belly with my hard-on.
He laughed and pulled his finger out of my butt to give my dick a squeeze as he said, "That's one hot rod you got there, buster!"
He released me and turned to lead us out of the bedroom and I saw a big glob of cum hanging precariously from the bottom of his crack.
"Hold still a minute and lean forward for me," I instructed him.
He obeyed and I proceeded to use the head of my newly erected cock to scoop it up and push it back into his pliant hole.
He sighed with contentment and pushed his big ass mounds back to meet me.
A hint of a groan escaped him as my cock head slipped through his ring and he said, "Thanks."
I squeezed his firm, round butt cheeks together against my shaft and said, "You're welcome. You should be able get to the bathroom without dripping anything on the carpet now."
He clamped down on my spongy glans and moaned. When he straightened up I was still in his crack but not his hole. I wrapped my arms around his barrel chest from behind and tightly hugged him, then played my hands over his mounded pecs and worked his big, sexy nipples with my fingers. The giant sank back into me as I groped him.
"I can't believe I've never done this with a man before now. Being with you like this has made me realize that I've been keeping these feelings inside me bottled up out of fear, and I've let it cause me to miss out," he commented as he placed his hands over mine and gave them an appreciative squeeze, "Things would've probably stayed that way the rest of my life if you hadn't come along."
I stuck my tongue in the deep, sexy crease that formed at the nape of Luke's bull neck and traced it back and forth several times. His skin broke out in chills as he moaned with deep satisfaction.