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Andy’s boyish face and defiant attitude were enough to kick my ‘daddy’ instincts into gear. I had barely gotten around the counter when Andy smirked at me again.
“What are you going to do Mr. Ramhart? You going to punish me for being bad?” he sneered as he pushed another grocery bin off the counter.
Before he could realize what was going on, I had grabbed him and bent him over the counter.
“Oh, you will be punished. Sometimes, the punishment is a pleasure to the punisher.” I growled as I reached into one of the drawers and pulled out a flat wooden spatula.
A resounding smack filled the kitchen as Andy let out a yelp.
“That hurt!” Andy whined.
“Good. Maybe you’ll learn to be a good boy for daddy.” THWACK!
“Daddy!” Andy exclaimed, “Stop!”
“Andy, are you going to be a good boy?” I asked quietly.
“Yes Sir. I’m sorry Sir.” Andy said pleading with his voice that I wouldn’t smack him again.
“I’ll let you off easy this time.” I said, then with no warning, I let my rock-hard cock graze his smooth ass crack. Andy let out a moan and pushed his ass back so that my head was slipping between the round cheeks of his bubble butt.
I grabbed the bottle of Colavita olive oil off the counter behind me and poured a small amount into Andy’s crack. I felt the heavy cool oil flowing around my head which led me to adjusting my cock to tease Andy’s now pulsing hole.
What I didn’t expect was for Andy to push back and his hot willing ass to take all of my cock at once. It was as if his hole had pulled me in and made a meal of me.
Before long, we were lost in sweaty ecstasy up against my kitchen counter. Lost in the moment, I heard the occasional cracking of the counter but didn’t think much of it considering the rough ride I was giving Andy. Andy didn’t seem to notice either as he was grunting loud enough that it was covering up some of the noises the house was making.
I had just gotten into my rhythm, lost in the bliss, when I heard Andy scream out “Oh yeah daddy!” which just encouraged me to keep going harder and deeper as Andy grew tighter around me. I kept pounding Andy hard, feeling his grip slowly loosen and I felt something cold and sticky hit my foot.
I looked down and saw that Andy had blown his load all over the cabinet and it was dripping down onto the floor and my foot. Part of me was thinking of how to punish him and the other part of me was congratulating myself on giving it to the boy so well. I hadn’t blown my load yet and I sure as hell wasn’t gonna pass up a chance to tag a hot ass like Andy’s.
By this time, I was only really thinking about one thing, getting the boy filled up with me. I pulled out all the stops and rode him like a bronco buck at a rodeo. Riding hard, I could feel my orgasm building up in my balls, and was suddenly driven on by the warm splat of Andy blowing another load on my foot.
Wow, I can see why Aaron has been with him for so long.
“You ready Andy, I’m gonna give you what you been wantin’” I panted.
“Yes, daddy, give it to me. I’ve been bad and I don’t deserve it.” Andy growled between pants.
I got up on the balls of my feet and starting a final pounding of his now worn out hole. I felt that inner convulsion that told me that I was about to go over the edge.
Unbeknownst to either of us, Aaron had come in checking to see if Andy was at my place since the grocery run wasn’t done. Seeing us in flagrante delicto and the grocery bins on the floor, he found Andy, jut now how he expected to find him.
I gave Andy a couple of quick hard thrusts and held the last one deep inside him as my balls drained deep inside him. I suddenly got the sensation of falling and as I looked up, I saw Aaron standing there watching us, dick hard in his hand.
That was the moment that Andy and I fell over as the cabinet had had enough of our roughhousing and collapsed under us. Aaron ran over to help us up and to make sure Andy was okay.
“Andy, you okay?” Aaron asked with obvious concern.
“Yeah, I’m…oh fuck. Hi big brother.” Andy said meekly.
“You aren’t in trouble Andy. I’m more worried that you aren’t cut up from the cabinet.” Aaron said as he helped Andy to his feet.
“As for you Vince…we’ll talk later.” Aaron said with a tone I couldn’t quite comprehend.