Daddy Fantasy – TristanDaddy Fantasy – TristanTristan had his wrists secured to his thighs. He was leaning forward at the edge of the bed with his small feet hanging in the air. His face was pressed into the sheets. He looked like a triangle from the side with his beautiful ass in the air. A blindfold covered his eyes; he felt helpless. His lover was standing on the floor between Tristan’s feet, sliding his cock in and out of Tristan’s tight asshole. Tom varied the speed and depth of his thrusts. Sometimes hard and fast so that he was pounding Tristan with his body; sometimes slow and gentle with a loving motion. Occasionally he spanked Tristan’s bottom with his bare hand. After a while, Tom reached for the leather strap. When the sting of the first blow traveled to Tristan’s brain, he murmured loudly: Harder Daddy!This was Tristan’s fantasy; his husband-to-be was being so good to help him. Tris wondered what his real dad would say if he really were here.Tristan remembered how it began…Tristan met Tom at the very first meeting of their college freshman class. They sat next to each other in the auditorium purely by chance. Tom reminded Tristan of someone but he was not sure who. Tristan took him home at Christmas to meet the family. Bob, his dad, was home from his latest assignment in the USN. He was a Captain and so very much in charge, both at home and in the Navy. When Tom was standing next to dad, Tristan realized they looked similar. Tristan then met Tom’s family on Valentine’s Day. That’s when Tom proposed. Within a month, they were living together.One night, they were in bed reading before going asleep. Tom put down his book and thought for a while.Tom: Tristan, don’t you find it strange that I look a lot like your dad? My goodness, people mistake you and me for siblings all the time.Tristan: I think it is nice you look a little like him. Both of you are so handsome. You are both fit and very muscular too. I like that! You both are so tall and strong and I am so tiny, like mom. I feel so safe and warm when I am around either of you. Tom: (Tristan was giving me a very important clue. Something that I was already suspicious about.) I read somewhere that k**s have fantasies about their dad. Ever have one about Bob?Tristan became quiet for a bit. He turned toward Tom and started to talk. He had his head down and he spoke softly. Tom had to strain to hear. But what he was saying was so fantastic; Tom moved his head close to him and gave Tristan his full attention.Tristan: Yes, I have had fantasies about my dad. I saw something when I was very young that I cannot get out of my mind. One night, very late, I heard some strange sounds. I got out of bed and followed the noises. They led to my parent’s bedroom. I knew that I would be in trouble if I just burst in, but I just had to find out what the noises were. I carefully turned the doorknob and opened the door just far enough to look inside. I froze. Mommy was on her knees on the edge of the bed and daddy was behind her. He was ramming something between mommy’s legs. He was using something stiff that was sticking out from his belly. I didn’t even know that daddy had such a big thing. Mommy was moaning and grunting but she seemed to be enjoying what was happening. Daddy would go fast and then he would go very slowly. He sometimes would caress tuzla escort mommy’s bottom and sometimes he would spank her with his hand. Even in the dim light from the corner lamp I could see that mommy’s bottom was really red. The sound of each spank seemed to travel across the room to my bottom and belly. I was stunned at what I was seeing and at what it was doing to me. What I heard next truly shocked me. Mommy said “that is so good daddy… fuck me daddy… deeper daddy… make me come daddy.” She was murmuring stuff like this over and over. She had never referred to my dad as “daddy” before, she reserved “daddy” to mean HER DAD, the Admiral. Did her dad do this to my mom? Dad reached to the other side of mom and picked up something. It was a leather strap of some kind, much wider than his belt. He wacked mom on the behind. I peed a little! I was in a daze as I carefully closed the door and scampered back to my bed. When I was under the covers, I slid one of my fingers inside my briefs, pulled it out and smelled it. It was not pee. I had no idea what it was but the act of accidently touching my little pee-pee was wonderful. I had never done that before and it felt so good that I took my penis into my little hand and played with it. That was the first time I ever masturbated. Now, every time I masturbate, I have a fantasy of being in mom’s place that night. Tristan’s voice trailed off to silence. I was too stunned to say anything. I just wrapped my arms around him and held him until I was sure he was asleep.The following night I had more questions.Tristan: I watched them several more times. I saw that not only was mom blindfolded but she had her wrists tied to her knees. Dad was so wonderful and gentle with mom. Even the strap was used with care. One of the things that fascinated me was the fact that he made mom beg to climax. She whimpered with love and desire as she begged to cum for him. Dad was so much in command. I always walked back to my room later with weak knees and lightheadedness. I took a week or so to make some plans. I asked Tristan to go shopping with me on Friday. When I parked in front of the sex shop, he refused to go in. I told him that if he didn’t come with me, I may not buy exactly the right stuff. After I had been inside for 15 minutes, he followed me in. Tristan was nervous but he stayed close to me and quietly made his preferences known.That night, he stood rigid as I undressed him. We were both so unskilled at getting the gear on properly, that it took longer than I expected but eventually, Tristan was in position.The cuffs were nylon and Velcro. Each one connected one wrist to the thigh on that same side. A heavy black nylon blindfold covered Tristan’s eyes. Tristan was on his knees at the side of the bed with his feet hanging back over the edge. His knees were spread. His face was pressed against the sheets and tuned to the side. Everything between his legs was available. I always thought Tristan had a wonderful ass but it had never been presented in such a prominent manner before. Tristan looked incredible. I was throbbing.Tom: You OK, honey?Tristan: Yes… (After a long moment) daddy.I touched his tiny penis; he jerked. I softly caressed Tristan’s bottom and moved close. My cock was stiff and ready. I entered Tristan’s sexy ass… slowly.Tristan: Oh, daddy! Tom stood tuzla escort bayan still and just enjoyed the moment. Tristan whimpered because he wanted this so badly… and Tom wanted to give this to his sweet love just as much. Tom pounded him and Tristan kept talking to his dad after each of the thrusts.Thrust (daddy), thrust (daddy), thrust (Oh, daddy), thrust (Daddy); hard thrust (Daddy!)I stopped and remained inside Tristan and slowly caressed his butt cheeks and down his back to his shoulders and neck. I leaned back and looked at Tristan. His little peter was dripping. I could feel his pretty heart pounding. Tristan arched his back trying to get my cock moving in his tight ass but I denied him. Daddy was in charge!Thrust (daddy), thrust (daddy), thrust (Oh, daddy), thrust (Daddy!); hard thrust (DADDY!)I added some hand spanks with each thrust.Thrust/spank (Oh), thrust/spank (daddy), thrust/spank (Oh, daddy), THRUST/SPANK (Oh, DADDY), slow thrust (daddy), THRUST, THRUST, THRUST (DADDY! DADDY! DADDY!)Tristan was my delicious little daughter! I loved taking care of my girl! Thrust/spank, thrust/spank.I began some very slow pushes inside him. Gentle slow pushes. Deep slow pushes.Push (oh), push (oh), push (daddy), push (oh, daddy), push (make me cum, daddy), push (make me cum, daddy), push (please make me cum, daddy)I removed my cock completely. Tristan squirmed and wiggled. (MAKE ME CUM, DADDY!)I took my cock in my hand and slowly rubbed the head up and down across his sensitive asshole. I did this very slowly while Tristan whimpered and begged. (PLEASE, PLEASE, DADDY, let me cum!)I began to thrust and spank Tristan again.Thrust/spank (Ugh), Thrust/spank (thank you, daddy), thrust/spank (daddy), thrust/spank (daddy). I continued for several minutes until his beautiful butt was a warm pink. The spanks had been gentle so there were no marks…yet!I stopped once again holding my cock motionless just inside him. I rubbed his warm pink bottom and ran my hands along his back, caressing him softly and he moaned and squirmed his ass back and forth. I removed my cock completely and rubbed his sweet penis. It was still dripping. I pulled the skin back from the head. It was so beautiful. It was pulsing. Tristan was moaning softly over and over. (Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, let me cum, I need to cum, let me cum for you, let me cum, I’m ready daddy, make me cum, please daddy, please daddy! PLEASE DADDY, PLEASE DADDY!)Tom leaned over and put his mouth near Tristan’s ear and spoke to him: Daddy needs you to be a good boy. You have to be a good boy if you want me to help you cum. You have to be MY good little boy. You have to take me deep inside your perfect little love hole. Your tail has to drink all my cream. Good little boys do that. Are you going to be a perfect little boy for daddy?Tristan: Oh, yes, daddy. I’ll be good. I’ll be a perfect little boy for you daddy. Let me cum.Tom: I need to make sure you will always be my good little boy.Tristan: Oh, yes, daddy.Tom: I will have to make your little ass sting! Are you ready?Tristan: Oh, no. Oh, YES! Yes, daddy. Anything! Tristan’s little body shook with the knowledge of what was coming.I picked up the leather punishment strap by the handle and slid my cock back inside him. Thrust/crack (daddy!), thrush/crack (oh, daddy), thrust/crack (make escort tuzla me cum), THRUST/CRACK, THRUST/CRACK, THRUST/CRACK, Tristan was screaming sounds, not words, just sounds. My sweet lover was going nuts!Tristan’s body convulsed. I stopped for a while and watched. Cream dripped from his open pee hole as he came and came. I re-inserted my cock and rabbit-fucked him hard and quick until I climaxed. It didn’t take long as I was terribly excited from the scene we had just performed. I sprayed his little ass so very full. I was spent.Tristan: DADDY… DADDY… DADDY… DADDY… DADDY… daddy… daddy… dad… daAs he recovered. I laid him on his side and removed the cuffs but not the blindfold. I stretched him out on the bed and lay beside him, cradling him. Tristan put his head on my chest and said: “Thank you, daddy” over and over in a soft small voice.We shared this perfect moment. After a while, I lifted the blindfold from his face and said “Did you have fun?”Tristan’s face lit up with the most wonderful smile.We had to limit this fantasy to no more often than every two weeks or so. We didn’t want it to become boring (fat chance, that!) and Tristan’s little behind was a bit sore afterward. He could hardly sit. Every time he winched when he sat, we smiled at each other.I had an idea so we returned to the sex shop. We bought a vibrating egg with wireless control for Tristan’s sexy asshole. On the nights he wanted to experience the daddy-fantasy, he would come to me several hours beforehand and hand me this toy. Tristan always made sure it had fresh batteries. He would pull his briefs down, bend over and I would insert it. That was lots of fun just by itself. For the next two hours, I would play with him by starting and stopping the vibrations and changing the speed at my whim. Tristan would have several small climaxes from this before we even started the fantasy. Tristan was so horny all the time. I even took him out to dinner several times with the egg in his bottom. The waitress and I were both treated to the most wonderful changing expressions on Tristan’s face. The waitress was mystified. I had so much fun and Tristan came home with a dripping penis and an eagerness for sex that was amazing. Even our regular love making became more intense. The wedding was beautiful. I even met Tristan’s grandfather (Tristan’s mother’s dad), the retired Admiral. He still looked active and powerful even at his ageWe were spending the honeymoon night at our place before leaving on our trip the next morning. I cuffed and blindfolded Tristan and got him ready. I walked to the door and let in my little surprise. Some months before, I had confided in Tristan’s dad and learned some amazing family secrets. I also learned Bob had always wanted to be his son’s “daddy”.Tristan’s dad had already stripped in the other bedroom and walked in with a huge hard-on. He smiled at me and then stared at his beautiful boy. Bob walked to him and, making sure that the strap was within reach, entered his son gently. I watched for about 10 minutes then walked to the other side of the bed and bent my head near Tristan’s. Tom: I have a special wedding gift for you sweetheart. The cock in your little ass is your real daddy. Surprise!After a few stunned moments, Tristan screamed: YES, DADDY, MAKE ME CUM.What Tristan did not realize was that Granddad was already scheduled for his birthday!The Christmas surprise of his mother joining the four of us was really going to shock Tristan. I could hardly wait. I always had a little thing for his petite sexy mom!