After class, everybody went home. The amount of cum I was holding inside me made me feel heavy and sleepy, but it was not a good time to take naps. I'd get some sleep after I'll have beaten Aiden. Another thing that came in the way was the fact that my belly started bulging a little, which made the school uniform shirt quite uncomfortable. I decided to go home and change before setting off in search of more willing cum donors.
I hopped on a bus and, to my disappointment, it was packed. There was barely any place to stand, but I didn't feel like wasting time waiting for the next one. After a few minutes, the driver hit the brakes suddenly, making the crowd lose balance. Someone leaned on me and I fell backwards, landing in another person's lap.
"I'm so sorry!" I apologized before turning around.
"You're welcome, cutie" the person replied in a deep, masculine voice. It was a middle aged man dressed in an expensive looking suit. His hair was styled neatly and he smelled of good cologne. I was about to get back to my feet, but he grabbed my waist gently and suggested I stay seated in his lap.
"I don't mind" he explained. "Besides, there is no room on the bus, you might as well save some space."
I thanked him and the ride continued. As we were driving through town, every bump in the road made my bare ass cheeks jiggle in the kind stranger's lap, which didn't seem to escape the man's attention. I felt him get gradually harder and soon, his warm boner was poking and grinding in between my buns.
"You can grab them, if you'd like" I suggested. He didn't have to be told twice and soon I felt big, meaty hands squeeze and massage my soft, bouncy ass. His touch was rough and manly, yet there was something gentle and caring in the way he handled me. Another bump in the road made me moan as I clashed into the stranger's hardness.
"Slip it in me, sir" I asked him and I could tell he was waiting just for that. He must have noticed the plug as well, cause he pulled it out of me gently before positioning his throbbing hard on at the entrance to my loose hole.
"Hold tight, kiddo, the next part of the ride is going to be bumpy" he said, repositioning his warm hands on my hips.
Indeed, the next part of the road was totally trashed, as the main street renovation forced the bus to take a detour through a makeshift rocky path. Needless to say, it was shaky. The whole vehicle moved up, down and sideways, it vibrated, slowed down and sped up periodically. The stranger's rock hard cock was subject to all those movements, giving my ass a ride of a lifetime. I felt like I was on a roller-coaster, my open hole violated by a relentless, irregular pounding completely out of control either mine, or my suitor's. That's what made it so good. I couldn't be sure how deep he would go next, or how fast his pace would become, mirroring the bumps on the road. Some people next to us caught on and were watching, a few in disgust, but most with excited eyes.
The last bit of the way was especially rough and the bus halted before being able to continue on a paved street again. The sudden braking made me gravitate forward. I felt the stranger slide out of me and I was sure I was going to fall to the floor in front of me, but at that moment, the driver hit the gas and I fell backwards again, impaling myself on the handsome businessman's impressive erection. That was enough to send him over the edge, so much that he wasn't able to contain his ecstatic groan, which attracted every passenger's attention just in time for them to see a cute schoolboy get loaded by a horny suited businessman.
Unfortunately, the man had to get off (although I got him off alright) on the next stop, so I spent the remainder of the journey looking through my phone. To my disappointment, Aiden had just posted another picture showing off his belly. I looked down at myself and although mine was bulging considerably, I had to admit Aiden's was bigger. The news saddened me greatly, since my chances of proving myself to everyone around seemed to have just flown through the window. I made my way home eventually, still moping.
"Hi Dad, I'm home" I greeted my old man who was only wearing gray sweatpants. He was shirtless and barefoot otherwise, which I found a little odd. He seemed to be working on something back in the kitchen.
"Hi Charlie. Fucking pipe burst under the sink. Sprayed me head to toe" he explained his lack of clothing. For a few more minutes, he struggled in an attempt to fix the leak, but to no avail. Resigned, he came to sit with me on the sofa. I was able to take my shirt off and throw it aside in the meantime.
"Hey, what's up, buddy" he asked when he saw my saddened face. Seeing him worried about me made me feel vulnerable suddenly and I felt like I was going to cry. I hardly kept it together, but Dad's presence reassured me.
"I've made this bet that I'd take as many loads as possible until the evening today but I think I'm going to lose" I sniffed as Dad patted my back affectionately. "I'm going to get canceled if I lose… my reputation is done for". I hid my face in my hands, unsure how to get out of this pickle.
"Charlie, come now, you're my son and I raised no quitter, ain't that right?" Dad cheered me up while gently massaging my belly. "Look at how much you've got there already, why give up now? I'm sure you can do it, sport!"
I looked up at him and found the fatherly warmth that I've been needing to snap out of my sadness. I realized he was right and that I shouldn't have let the doubts creep into my mind so easily.
"Thank you Dad, you always know how to make me feel better" I smiled back and gave Dad's hand a gentle squeeze. "Do you think you could help me out?"
"Of course kiddo, you know I will always have your back."
Happily, I lifted myself to face Dad and gave him a big hug, wrapping my arms and legs behind his back. His chest fur felt cozy and warm against my bare skin. I rested my head on his shoulder, breathing in the familiar scent that brought back many memories. Dad massaged my ass cheeks affectionately, reminding me of the man on the bus, except this felt much more special. Daddy unplugged me and I squeezed my hole shut, determined to carry the treasure I collected safely in me until the final confrontation. I heard what I assumed was the sound of sweatpants coming off, and right after, a slap on my ass assured me that the cock that made me was now free.
"Wow, you're already so hard, Dad" I whispered into his ear, shocked.
"It turned me on so much hearing how good of a cumdump you are, baby" Dad said lovingly and proceeded to slap his tool against my hole repeatedly.
"I love you Dad" I said "Thank you for always being on my side."
"I always will, Charlie, you're my boy." With those words, Dad entered me, gently, inch by inch, second by second, he filled my young hole with his thick, veiny Dad dick. I moaned into his ear in what was the most loving pleasure. My father's cock felt like pure affection. In his strong arms I felt so safe, so comfortable. The sensation of his deep breathing against my ear, the tickle of his hairy body grinding into me, the big cock that penetrated me just the way I needed it - those were the most beautiful signs of parental love. Bouncing up and down my own Dad's shaft was so good I almost forgot all my worries and lost myself to the immense pleasure of someone who loved me unconditionally fucking me senseless.
"I love you son, and I am so proud of you." Dad said, steadily pleasuring his slutty offspring. I found it incredible that I once was a cell within his body and now he was within mine. I couldn't imagine life without Dad's cock. This way we showed each other how deep our love and appreciation for one another was.
"I'm so proud that you can stand up for yourself, that you're not afraid to be who you are and that you turned out to be such a beautiful young man. Your boy hole is so talented at milking this daddy cock" he said and I felt a pang of pride hearing those words from my father, who I've been trying to impress every single day.
"Thank you Daddy. I'm so lucky to have a father like you" we kissed passionately. I sucked on his tongue as he continued to move me up and down, as I felt him approach the climax. I could always tell when Dad was about to cum, cause his legs would start to tremble.
"Yes Dad, give me all you got in those big balls. Show me what kind of load it takes to make a kid like me. Breed me like the dirty cocksleeve I am".
Dad couldn't resist me talking dirty, and he started unloading right away. He shot spurt after spurt of hot potent daddy nut. Five, then ten, then twenty big waves of his milk filled up my insides, increasing the size of my belly as if I was pregnant with his seed. He kept cumming and cumming and I was so grateful I didn't realize I had been leaking spunk myself, right into the pouch of Tayo's jock. It escaped through the fabric, flooding my father's hairy belly.
As his orgasm subsided, the doorbell rang.
"That must be the plumber for the pipe." Dad said. I'd forgotten all about the pipe. Without pulling out of me, Dad lifted me up in his arms and proceeded to open the door. Gravity made me slide even deeper down on the pole that filled my cunt. The plumber came in, he was probably Dad's age and a little shorter, but very handsome. He looked at us with a grin.
"I'll show you the leak, but first, would you like to fuck my son?"
To be continued...
