Page 6 of His Biker Daddy
It makes it hard to breathe, but I can still muster air through.
It feels like there’s something stopping it from tightening too much, and shit, it makes me even harder than even his words did, because it’s exactly what I’ve wanted—him to care about me, my needs, but also my wellbeing and this here, proves he does.
“I understand and I won’t ever try to lure a psycho serial killer out again, I promise,” I tell him when he lets up a bit.
“Good, but don’t think that gets you out of your punishment,” Law warns and a thrill races through me.
“The spanking is just the start. This,” he adds, giving the thing on my neck a tug, “is my fucking collar. Shows everyone that your ass belongs to me and in case you think you can just take it off so no one in town knows you’re my little bitch boy, think again, because it’s locked,” he says lifting my hand up to feel it as the word make my cock harder still, which has never happened.
Name calling of any sort turned me right off, but with Law, it’s just different.
“You’re going to do what I tell you to do, when I tell you to do it, aren’t you, boy?
” he continues his hand slipping around my cock and my body shakes entirely.
I’m completely on the edge and I swear, one tug on my cock will have me coming.
“You aren’t allowed to say no to me. If you do, I’ll take that leather belt to your ass until you say yes to me.
But to be honest…I’m hoping you do, little boy. ”
He gives the base of my cock a hard squeeze and I let out a shout as something cool slides over the end of it, covering it and I glance down, shaking as a cage pushes against the erection.
“Fuck!” I shout, when Law gives my balls a hard smack, my dick deflating slightly, and he slips a ring around the base of my cock, pushing the two side together as I face plant onto the mattress.
Something soft slips against my stomach before Law’s hand slides up my chest, until he reaches my neck. There’s a sound of metal on metal, before that soft something teases my body from dick to neck.
“Now, let’s see how well you take what’s coming to you, little boy,” he states, his tone amused, and I groan because I know he’s referring to the size of my dick now locked in a cage—a leather strap on a hook keeping it closed, and the other end of the strap is hooked to the collar.
It should be fucking humiliating, but instead, my dick actually tries to get hard, which makes it press again the cage, and I hiss a bit as Law pulls me back up onto my knees entirely.
He gives the back of the collar a tug and that same choking feeling hits, but it also pulls on the whole collar which in turn tugs on the leather strap, which tugs on my dick, making me moan further.
“One of these days I’m going to dress you up good, put my pretty boy in a harness and show all of him off, but tonight, all of this sexiness is for me,” Law teases at my ear, his hands running down my body, relaxing me.
Until his hand lands hard on my ass again, over and over, until I’m calling out with each smack, little ‘fucks’ and ‘shits’ and ‘oh shit’ again and again as my body tries to get hard, but I can’t.
My ass is burning when Law stops, his mouth pressing kisses to it and I moan as he turns me over, his hands sliding up and down my chest as he lays me back onto the bed.
My body is shaking, and he slides up, laying out next to me, half on me, and his hands slip up to my face, holding it as his eyes hold me long and hard before his mouth takes mine, kissing me like I’ve never been kissed in my life.
It’s soft and sweet, gentle and kind, and I sink into it, my arm gripping his shoulder as his chest brushes against mine. His skin is colorful with all of his tattoos, and I want to taste every last one of them. He pulls back, his eyes holding mine again as a smile slips onto his lips. “Law…”
“No, that’s not what you call me, especially when I’m loving you,” he says making my breath stall, at the hope that floods me as much as the words—especially the loving part.
“You’re mine now. My little boy, and what I say goes.
Even if that means you doing things you really don’t want to do.
You’ll still do them for me, won’t you, little boy? ”
“Yes daddy,” I agree, the light in his eyes a mixture of that glittering look but also something else that makes me want even more with him. His hard cock brushes against me and I shift to try and feel it against mine, even if it is in the cage.
“That’s my good boy, and as much as I want to own every last bit of you right now, the first-time daddy takes your ass, you’re going to be coming with him.
But you don’t get to come tonight, baby boy.
No, you broke the rules. Doesn’t matter that daddy hadn’t fully claimed you yet.
You knew from the minute I walked into this clubhouse that your ass was mine, and yet you were still talking to some piece of shit, homophobic predator online.
Even if it was for a good cause, that shit won’t fly and only daddy gets to decide when, where and how you come. Got it?” he says, and I nod.
“Yes, daddy,” I add, moaning when he moves up straddling my chest, and it deepens when he grabs the strap, pulling my face up, and he feeds me his cock.
He lets me suck him at first, and I love his taste, his length and thickness amazing but also a bit terrifying because while I’ve played around with other guys— sucked cocks and even gotten off with someone jerking our cocks off as they rubbed together—I’ve never done the one thing daddy just said he’d love to do.
His hips roll forward, taking over, and he fucks my throat, holding the back of my head still so I can’t pull away as he goes even deeper than earlier.
Drool is running down my chin, but daddy just keeps going, harder and deeper as he tells me, “This is how you’re going to make it up to daddy anytime you misbehave, little boy. ”
“Yes daddy,” I say when he pulls his cock out, smearing the drool all over my face, before going right back at my throat, telling me all about how daddy’s going to ensure I follow his rules and every time he pulls out, the only words the come out are another ‘yes daddy.’ Over and over until my body is shaking, my arousal straining my dick and it tries to grow despite the cage.
Daddy gives the strap behind him a hard tug and I shout around his cock as it pulls on it, the metal tightening it feels like as it lifts my dick upwards. It puts my entire body on the edge, making me shake more but he doesn’t stop.
“Only daddy gets to fucking come. That little boy dick doesn’t get any pleasure until daddy says so, now swallow,” he orders, thrusting deeper and harder into my mouth until he spews down my throat.
He collapses next to me, mauling my mouth as he turns me towards him.
His hands stroke up and down my body as he kisses me, soothing the hunger that’s raced through me all night, until the exhaustion from all of this on top of the shit with Everly, sends me straight to sleep in his arms.
I wake with a moan as something warm and wet wraps around my dick, it’s half hard already and it grows as daddy sucks on it, his hand playing with my balls until I’m entirely erect.
His mouth teases though, slow and gentle, while my body strains, needing more, need my daddy to take charge and I beg for more.
“Daddy, please…please. Please, let me come.”
“Not yes, little boy, daddy’s enjoying this,” he returns, smirking at me and I let out a huffing groan, which earns a smack to my ass that only makes me hotter and want more.
He picks up a bit of speed, but it’s still not enough and I press up, trying to get deeper.
“I said no,” he warns with another smack to my ass.
“I’ll do anything you want, daddy. Please…please let me come,” I beg, and his eyes flash with delight, and he gives my cock a hard tug as he sucks harder, sending me straight up, higher and higher. “Daddy…please, can I come?”
“Come little boy, give daddy that sweet treat,” he says, and I can’t hold it back. I come hard and long, shaking as it feels so good, even with my dick shrinking back up.
I’m coming back down when suddenly daddy flips me over, pushing my ass up, his hands pushing my cheeks apart and it worries me for a moment before his mouth comes down and his tongue licks all around my ass, down to my balls, teasing at my shrunken dick.
He continues to lick and suck on my flesh until my dick hardens, lengthening and then daddy’s chest is pressing against my back, his hand sliding down mine to grab my hand and he wraps both of ours around our dicks, stroking them as he gently thrusts against my body, so his cock slides against my dick.
It feels so fucking good, I’m on the edge already and I nearly miss daddy’s movements.
It’s not until I feel something cool and slick and smaller than a tongue against my ass that I realize what he’s doing and my body tenses slightly.
I glance back at him, seeing the hunger, the need in his eyes and I want it just as much, but his dick is so fucking big. “Daddy, please go slow.”
“Ah little boy, you should know better than to tease daddy when he’s on the edge,” he returns and I nod, stroking against his cock in my hand harder.
“I know daddy, but I’ve never done this,” I admit, making his eyes flare.
A hard smack comes down on my ass making me jerk forward, but he grabs hold of the chain on the back of the collar and pulls, making me stop.
“I swear to god, if you’re playing with me right now, you’d better admit to it Cash.
It’s fucking dangerous to tease me that this tight ass has never had a cock if you’re serious.
If you’re just playing, I’ll ream this tight ass until you’re screaming so fucking loud everyone will come in thinking I’m killing you. ”
“I promise, I’m not playing. I’m not lying, daddy…Law,” I add but his eyes narrows when I call him by his name—road name perhaps but he’s never told me his real name, even though he knows mine is Axel and I hate it.
“Fuck,” he groans, moving off me, as he grips his cock hard, moaning a bit.
He pulls me down, flipping me over and the coolness of metal slides over my dick again making me hiss.
“How the fuck do you think I feel? Waiting until I was inches from taking that ass to tell me you’re a little fucking tease that’s never had a cock? ”
His hand comes down, smacking my balls, and I shout as I come unexpectedly.
“This stays on until your little ass is taking daddy’s cock like a good little boy.
What the hell were you thinking not telling me?
If I was even the tiniest bit more out of it, I wouldn’t have been able to stop.
I’d have taken you hard and fast and tore the shit out of your tight little ass.
Then I wouldn’t be able to fuck it for weeks, daddy would have to take care of you every damn minute because you’d be stuck in bed, whining like a little sissy boy. ”
“Daddy…I’m sorry,” I state as he fumes, getting up from the bed and my breath catches when I see his eyes and the glitter in them. It’s not really anger I see, but frustration and it makes me feel better, even as he brings a box over with him.
“You will be sorry. Not telling me. What kind of way is that to treat your daddy when he’s been so fucking gentle with you?
” he grouches and I hide a smile, but it turns to a gasp when he flips me back onto my stomach along the end of the bed, pushing my ass up, and his hand comes down on it, over and over.
Something hard presses against my ass, but it’s definitely not his cock or finger.
It’s bigger than his finger for sure, but smaller than his cock.
“Tightest fucking ass I’ve ever had. It’s going to be days before I can get in there. ”
“I’m sorry daddy,” I say again as the thing slides into my ass, stretching it and I let out a hiss.
“That doesn’t come out unless daddy says it can.
Now, open up buttercup,” he adds, his hand pulling my head up a bit, feeding me his cock.
He hammers it up into my throat, gagging me even more than last night, but I love it.
“Yeah, my little boy’s got a good fucking mouth.
Daddy will just have to use it until that ass is ready for me. ”
I just moan, as he holds my head tight, fucking me even harder. “Swallow your treat like a good boy…all of it,” he hisses as he comes, gagging me with this angle, but I do as daddy tells me to, because no way am I disappointing him and losing this. Not a chance.