Two More Loads for Daddy

Every light in Marcus' brain turned on when his cock pushed inside Jeff's ass. It was like nothing he'd ever felt before. Pushing past the cheeks, his cock was already being cushioned from every direction. Even the sight of himself being sucked into it was taking his breath away.

But then, he felt the pressure of his cock opening Jeff's hole like a blooming flower and it made him groan. Like a key in a lock, it fit perfectly even though he still only had the head in.

"Hoooooly fuck," Marcus breathed. Plenty of bottoms could take his cock, but this was different. He never wanted to pull out. Jeff's hole was pulling him in deeper He could feel the fat man's pulse as he entered him. Still, Marcus tried to hold back and savor the heat between them.

"Thaaat's it. There ya go. Fuck, I can feel it throbbin'. Gimme that cock, baby." Jeff was arching his back and resting his head on his crossed arms. He looked for all the world like a satisfied house cat.

Marcus slowed his breathing and kept a light grip on Jeff's hips, but his eyes were glued to his cock slowly disappearing inside that giant ass.

All his experience with other guys had taught him not to rush things. "Fuck... I'm trying to go slow, but this feels so damn- OOH FUCK!"

Jeff must've been getting impatient because he slammed his ass backwards with no warning. "GRRRR! FUCK that fat ass, baby! Oh my GOD!" He had taken almost his whole dick at once, making Marcus puff out his cheeks as precum was blasting inside Jeff's guts.

"Daddy likes it hard and fast. FUCK me, that cock is big! Fuck that ass hard as you want, c'mon." Jeff was rocking back and forth, fucking himself on Marcus' pole. It might've been spite or just pure lust, but Marcus snapped back to reality once he heard that.

The younger man bit his lower lip and braced himself. "You're gonna get it," he warned and then thrust hard, finally stuffing his entire cock inside, leaving not a single inch unsheathed.

"Fuuuck!" Marcus cried.

"MMM! There ya go, baby. God damn, God DAMN! Daddy's ass is good, ain't it? That fat ass is gonna take good care of you. Let Daddy have that first load. Fuck me harder, baby. Hard as you want, don't hold back! Daddy can take it all!"

His cock was plugged in fully, now. Marcus wanted to take a second to enjoy the feeling, but it was like his hips had a mind of their own. Slowly, he fucked that chubby butt and the new sensation made his eyes bulge. The feeling was indescribable, like ten of the world's softest pillows all warmed up and squishing around his wet shaft at once.

Seconds later, Marcus's eyebrows furrowed and he felt a twinge of pain in his wrists. Looking down, he realized he had a gorilla grip on the massive, mountainous ass cheeks that were wobbling around beneath him.

His fingers were digging in so hard it hurt. Marcus whacked his open palm across the bouncy flesh and watched his beach ball-sized globes bobble almost independently of one another.

"Unh!" Jeff grunted. "Yeah, baby. Abuse that butt. Make those cheeks red. Fuck Daddy's ass!"

Jeff was relentless, but he had unlocked something in Marcus. Faster now, he SHOVED into that perfectly wet hole. Marcus leaned forward, grasping Jeff's hips and bending over him. Every thrust brought his hips crashing down on him. Jeff's ass kept rebounding off his stomach like basketballs.

"OH! Oh, you're gettin' into it now! Oh fuck, you're gettin' harder. Time to cum for Daddy, already? You just can't hold it, can you? Don't even try. Just let it go. Let it go, baby. Give Daddy that load!"

Marcus gasped. He was being milked. Jeff had started working his hips backwards on him and his hole, which accepted his cock so easily before, now became a steel trap. It pulled on his cock, ensnaring him and dragging along his slippery shaft.

Then, he would momentarily release him from the vice, only to force Marcus to cram his length back in the slot so it could squeeze along his cock like a tube of toothpaste. The feeling was unbearably hot. Marcus didn't stand a chance.

Cum left his balls like air escaping a rocket in the vacuum of space. "GUHH! GUHH!" Marcus yelped in staggered barks as each rope of hot seed was coaxed out from his cock. Bundles of nerves tensed before an explosive release made him howl with his eyes shut.

Jeff was full to the brim with cum in no time flat. It was like the blowjob he'd given Marcus earlier that day never happened. It gushed in him, splashing around his anal walls and radiating a creamy warmth.

"Awwwh, yeahhhhhh baby..." Jeff in his greed was merciless. He was getting exactly what he wanted and his hips didn't stop for even a second. Marcus felt like he was strapped down to a bucking bronco and his poor dick was being wrung out like a sponge. Cum kept oozing out into that tight tunnel for at least two minutes.

Marcus slapped down on that big fat ass again with both palms, smiling at how pink it had gotten. He shut his eyes again and thrust inside, the aftershocks still keeping him insanely sensitive. "Fuuuck," he breathed. It was almost too good to be true.

Just as Marcus was starting to drool, the gooey asshole stopped pumping him dry and he opened his half-lidded eyes. His heart raced while he started to calm down.

"Oh fuuuck. Man, I've never cum like that before. Jesus. You really-"

"Oh, we ain't done, yet," Jeff informed him. That was how he said it. It was matter-of-fact, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"I mean damn, that was incredible," Marcus replied. "... but I don't know if-"

And just like that, his cock was being swallowed whole by the gargantuan ass. Jeff had interrupted him by ramming his butt back into him. He had pushed his chest up off the bed and started bucking backwards into Marcus' lap.

"Woah, woah, hey! Holy fuck!" Hot cum was sloshing around in Jeff's ass as Marcus was ridden and some of it was smeared across the crest of his juicy butt cheeks.

His cock was plumbing even deeper, now passing his second hole. The renewed pace kept Marcus in a stupor. He growled and shut his eyes.

"See?" Jeff scolded. "You're still hard! Fuck. I never should've let you come back here alone. Daddy's boy needs to fuck, I can feel it. Get back in there and shoot another load! I wanna feel you stretch that ass out some more."

Marcus couldn't hold back an incredulous chuckle. "Greedy motherfucker," he spat and spanked him as hard as he could for good measure. Jeff just laughed and slid forward, down to the bed again, assuming his earlier position and letting Marcus get back to working his hole.

This time, Marcus pounded the hell out of him. With his hands plastered to that fat ass, Marcus put his full weight behind each thrust. He could smell his own cum and looked down. When he parted those massive cheeks to see it closer, he watched the sloppy mess glazing the ring he was plundering.

"You like to watch that dick disappear in Daddy's ass, don't ya?"

Marcus nodded. "Fuck yeah."

"Call me Daddy," Jeff demanded.

"Huh?" Marcus was delirious.

"I said call... me... Daddy..." Jeff clenched down, flexing his jumbo ass and tightening his hole on Marcus' pole.

"Ah!" Marcus shut his eyes again as his toes curled. "Goddamn, you're so tight."

From time to time, when his hips were sore, Marcus would switch to pulling Jeff into him. Using his arms to tank the fat ass backwards onto his cock made him feel powerful and Jeff knew it.

That big butt would take over for Marcus, too. Jeff was practically drooling onto the bed as he twerked on his dick. "Fuck, I'm getting close again," Marcus said.

"That's it, baby. Cum in Daddy's ass! Gonna milk that dick dry. That's Daddy's dick now. Those are Daddy's loads. Fuckin' shoot that second load in me! Gimme all that nut, I want it deep in my guts, baby!"

Marcus threw his head back and shoved his cock in as deep as it would go. "Fuck, Daddy, I'm cumming!" Marcus shivered, slightly embarrassed, and his balls hiked up again as he released his cum for the second time that night. It was mind-blowing and it made his heart race like mad.

"Yeahhhh! Rrrr!" Jeff growled and his ass spasmed because this time, he came as well. His hips bucked a few times as he shot his load into the bed and had his hole filled at the same time. Jeff's cock was grinding into the sheets, but he was in heaven.

Marcus huffed and puffed to catch his breath. Just when he thought the intensity had died down a little, he sucked air harshly through his teeth as Jeff squeezed his dick of every last drop he could get.

"Fuck, baby," Jeff said, looking back over his shoulder. "You don't know how good that is for Daddy. So full. Mmm FUCK! Drivin' an old man crazy with that dick."

That was it, he thought. That was the best sex he'd ever had. Nothing would ever top this.

Marcus pressed a palm to his forehead and sighed. He was still in a haze when he realized it had been a whole two minutes without Jeff running his motor mouth. Wiping sweat from his brow, he could see the shiny, slick back of the incredible man beneath him and knew he was feeling the heat, too.

"I think you drained me," Marcus said. Jeff wiggled his hips in reply.

"Then why are you still hard," Jeff asked, smirking back at him over his shoulder.

"No," Marcus shook his head. "No, man, I can't."

"Thought I told you to call me Daddy." Jeff was grinning. Detecting a twinge of wickedness in his words made Marcus' dick jump while it was still lodged inside him.

Fuck.

Just as he feared, Jeff took it as surrender and pushed himself back up, heaving his chest up off the bed and sitting down on Marcus' lap once again. Marcus was pushed down to sit on his heels and grabbed Jeff's hips with all his might, but it was too late. Jeff had him trapped and it didn't seem like he was letting go any time soon.

His big, round ass was back to gobbling him up. He was slamming it down into Marcus' crotch, goading him into another wild ride.

In his heart, Marcus knew he could end it. He could pull out and finally get some rest. But every time he tried to, he'd look down at that heavy butt fucking back on him and he just couldn't bear to pry his eyes away from it. It was fucking glorious.

Marcus mounted Jeff, heaving forward in a burst of fiery passion. He'd gone from dazed and exhausted to furiously determined to fuck Jeff's brains out in record time.

"There we go! I knew it! Daddy's got you addicted to that creamy hole."

He was too embarrassed to admit it, but he was right. Marcus grabbed the back of Jeff's head and slammed him down into his pillow.

"Awh yeah, fuck me like a slut! Pound it out, fuck me like ya hate me!"

Jeff kept taunting him, daring him to slam fuck him harder. Marcus was in a frenzy. The last time he'd fucked anyone this hard was after a two month dry spell.

Something happened next that caught him off-guard. His hips were a blur, fucking him as hard as he could. As he kept going, cum was coating his dick and pooling up around Jeff's surely swollen beet-red pucker.

The rapid thrusts sent cum flying up between them and painting Jeff's already sopping wet back. The frothy cum was splashing up high enough to splatter the back of Jeff's bald head, too.

"Jesus," Marcus panted. This was pure debauchery.

"Hahaha, awh fuck yeah!" Jeff cheered. "Fuck your sloppy slut!"

Droplets peppered across Jeff's back. The sight of it, the raunch and lust of it all sent Marcus over the edge.

"Cum in Daddy's fat ass!" Jeff had a knack for sensing when Marcus was getting close. That last demand came as Marcus' engorged raw cock erupted once again, flooding the unrelenting fuck tunnel that kept him enthralled.

"FUCK! Daddy... I'm cumming! Fuck yeah!" Marcus laughed, feeling the heat of embarrassment once again. Jeff was bringing a new side out of him. It was euphoric and absurd. Jeff just took it all, gripping the bed sheets and shivering underneath him.

Marcus collapsed forward in a heap and a 'splat.' His spent, limp cock plopped out of the used, pink hole that he had fucked to smithereens. Slick and slippery, Marcus' front slipped off of Jeff's back and onto his side an empty, sweaty husk.

Jeff pushed himself up and reached back to dig his fingers in his gaping mess with shameless satisfaction.

"Jesus fuckin' Christ, baby. Holy shit. You're a motherfuckin' stud, hahahaha!" Jeff shook his head at how sore he was. "Mmm, you know I'm gonna be feelin' that in the mornin'. Look at me. Got it all over my back and shit. Daddy needs a shower." Jeff leaned over and kissed Marcus on the cheek before rolling off the side of the bed with no regard for how he was smearing cum all over his sheets.

Jeff gave himself a second to recover, bent over the bed and sighing with his leering eyes admiring his handiwork. Marcus had one hand on his heaving chest and the back of the other resting on his forehead totally worn out. Jeff hoisted himself up to stand over Marcus who was still splayed out and covered in a greasy film from the chest down.

Jeff patted his own belly, content with the havoc he'd wrought. "Hey, at least I got the Loch Ness monster back to sleep," he joked. "Unless you want Daddy to wake him back up..."

Marcus groaned. "Not... funny..."

"Aw, don't worry. I'll give Daddy's boy a break." Jeff teasingly squeezed Marcus' sore nutsack, which made the younger man squirm and push him off. Mercifully, Jeff went off to find Marcus' bathroom and clean up.

Marcus stared up at the ceiling and shook his head. What had he gotten himself into? Whatever it was, he definitely wanted to do it again. And soon.

Slowly, all of his thoughts fell away. The lights in his head turned off one-by-one before he even realized it was happening. Sleep had never come so easily and so deeply. A truck could've driven right over his face.

Marcus didn't dream that night. The ache in his muscles dissolved, leaving him only slightly sore. He didn't wait up to see if Jeff had left or to set his alarm or even to rinse the stench of sex off him. All he could do was smile and drift away.

When he woke up the next morning, he blinked a couple of times and turned his head to one side. He tried looking at the clock through blurry eyes. Groggily, he smacked his lips and smiled remembering the crazy sex from the night prior. That warmth around his cock as Daddy kept him cumming and cumming and...

It wasn't until he stretched, raising his arms high above his head and yawning, that he registered the warm, soothing mouth gently suckling on his soft cock.

"J-Jeff?" Marcus gasped and scooted back in his bed half a foot in shock.

"Mmm," came the reply from the bald man between his legs with his mouth full.

"Wha...? Did you not even go home last night?" Marcus was incredulous.

Popping the head out of his mouth, Jeff grinned up at him. "Good mornin', Sunshine! Nah, I didn't sleep here, but you should really lock your door after I leave, next time."

Jeff was kicking his legs behind him. "Just came back for a little breakfast! Figured you wouldn't mind. I got worried when you didn't answer my texts."

Apparently, he thought that was a good enough explanation because he crawled forward on the bed and took Marcus' dick right back in his mouth to keep nursing on it, gently coaxing another erection and a small dollop of precum onto his tongue.

Marcus stretched again and growled. "You're fucking insane," he said, exasperated. "Can you leave, please?" Last night was fun, but clearly this guy was some kind of crazy.

Jeff tilted his head, letting that cock slip from his mouth and waver back and forth between his eyes. "Aww! But look how hard you are? Daddy can't let this hard cock go to waste..." Jeff grabbed his cock by the root and started going to town on it.

Bobbing his head, he slobbered wildly, drooling onto his shaft and deepthroating Marcus. His goal was to move too fast for him to think straight and it was working. As his fat tongue slid along the underside of his cock, Marcus put both hands on Jeff's head.

Conflicting thoughts battled it out in his brain as his hips were pushed into the bed from the insatiable sucking. Unable to get a hold of himself, Marcus grunted and pushed his hands down on Jeff's head, eliciting stifled laughter from below.

Just as he was about to surrender control, Marcus' eye caught a glimpse of the clock. With his eyes no longer glossy, he could actually see what time it was.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna be late! Stop stop stop," Marcus cried, tapping Jeff's head.

Jeff pulled away, his lower lip bathed in spit. "Want Daddy to stop?" Jeff kept his hand on his meat, jerking his cock like mad. The man was pure evil.

"Rrr, yes..." Marcus realized he wasn't fighting as hard as he could have, but let himself off the hook, telling himself Jeff was capable of anything with his manhood in his hands.

"Sure you don't wanna give Daddy another load?"

Marcus' balls churned. "Guh! No..."

"How 'bout I give you a ride to work?"

Jeff's hand sped up. Faster and faster, he stroked up and down.

"Nngh!"

"Unless you wanna fuck Daddy's fat ass again..."

Marcus pleaded, "Okay! Okay, you can drive me to work. Now stop, please!"

"Call me Daddy..."

Marcus couldn't help but laugh. "Fuck! Daddy! You motherfucker..."

Jeff finally relented, kissing the tip before letting him go. "Good boy," he cooed. "Get yourself a shower and get dressed. You smell like a whore." Jeff winked at him and stood up.

Marcus didn't realize how heavily he was breathing until Jeff released him. Grumbling, Marcus scooted off the bed and gave Jeff a playful shove. The two of them were grinning as Jeff grabbed his jacket and keys.

"I'll be out in the car. Don't keep Daddy waitin'! And don't you dare beat off in there. That cum belongs inside me..." Jeff bit his lower lip teasingly.

"Pssh, yeah okay." Marcus rolled his eyes and went to shower off.

As quickly as he could, he rinsed himself down. The whole time he half-expected Jeff to poke his head in and try to leech another load out of him. Thankfully, he was given some much needed space and finished up without another intrusion.

For the few minutes he had to reflect, it dawned on him that he may be in way over his head. This was insane. While he scrubbed the scum off his lower abdomen, he recalled the shock of seeing this... bulldog bobbing in his lap as he woke up. Things were escalating too fast and he felt so conflicted about it.

One the one hand, he was turned on. Just being around Jeff gave him goosebumps like at any moment he was going to burst. Marcus was used to going multiple rounds in bed. His doctor called it hyperspermia. Whenever he was horny, his balls would turn into cum factories and it was hard to focus on anything. It was like having to take a piss with a full bladder: uncomfortable and distracting.

Here was this guy with clear boundary issues, but maybe that could work in his favor. At least he was hot as fuck, he thought. And that ass was just crazy...

On the other hand, Jeff really was crazy. Who knows what somebody like that was capable of. Now that he knew where he lived, it would be even harder to shake him off. Everything about the situation screamed "red flag."

Marcus looked down at his cock as streams of water poured across it. There it was, wagging back and forth, hard as granite. He knew what it wanted. His balls ached. Marcus took hold of them, weighing them in his palm. They felt so heavy. Precum oozed out to the tip, only to be washed away instantly. He grabbed his cock and-

The sound of a horn honking outside broke him out of the daze. That was probably Jeff. "Daddy" was waiting to take him to work. Shit. He was going to be late. Hurriedly, he turned off the faucet and jumped out of the shower. His clothes were a little damp when he came busting out the front door with his backpack.

Jeff was sitting in the same dark blue SUV from the day before. The passenger door opened as Marcus approached it. "Thanks for giving me a ride," Marcus said as set his bag between his legs. "Don't mention it," came the reply. "Least I could do for such a stud like you. Baby, the way you had me walkin' funny out that door, I should be paying you! It hurt a little sitting down. I can still feel you inside me. Stretchin' out my hole... mm! Let's go before I start gettin' ideas."

Marcus raised his eyebrows and let out a sigh. Maybe now, he could relax. They pulled out of the complex and Marcus gave Jeff the address.

"Hey, I know that one! The Target over by the freeway, yeah. I shop there sometimes, but it's kinda far from where we met. What were you doin' up in my neighborhood?"

Marcus tapped on his knee as he spoke. "Taking my driver's test."

"Oh shit, you don't drive? You should get yourself a car, I know a guy who can sell you one for cheap."

"I kinda have to get my license first," Marcus said, shooting him down.

"Alright, well how did the test go?"

Marcus shrugged, "It was... not great, I think I flunked it."

"When do you find out? Don't they tell you right away?"

Marcus was starting to get annoyed. "Yeah, I, uh, walked out before they could tell me. I couldn't focus and I just..." Marcus trailed off.

Jeff looked over at him. They were at a red light and Marcus was resting his chin on his hand as he stared out the window.

"Must be all that cum in your balls," Jeff said, patting Marcus' crotch.

Marcus winced, incredulous. "What?"

"You're backed up! You're what, 25?"

"26."

"Okay, you're 26. I'd be just as ornery if my cum tanks were always full to the brim."

They pulled off onto the freeway.

"Matter of fact," Jeff said. "Daddy left you high and dry up there this morning. Look at that, you're still hard as a nail." Jeff gripped Marcus' cock over his pants.

Marcus tried to stop him, grabbing Jeff's hand with both of his. "Hey! Eyes on the road," he protested. In his rush, he'd packed jeans in his bag and threw on some sweat shorts. Marcus wondered if maybe it wasn't just absent-mindedness. Maybe he wanted Jeff to notice...

The chubby dilf kept scrabbling at the leg of his shorts. "It's okay, baby. Just let Daddy take care of you." There it was again, that cocky smirk he wore knowing he was getting under Marcus' skin.

Marcus put up a good fight, batting away those greedy paws several times successfully. "C'monnn, Daddy wants to see that big cock again..."

Jeff turned out to be too persistent for him. Soon, he was fishing the meaty 10-inch cock out and rubbing his thumb across the tip. Marcus quickly gave in at that point.

Glancing out the window, he didn't see anyone driving too close to them. He might as well let him continue. A little fun on the way to work couldn't hurt.

"Therrre ya go. Mmf, look at that big cock. You had that all the way inside Daddy last night. Three fuckin' loads. No wait, four! You sure know how to feed a big boy, don't ya?"

Marcus sat back in his seat. He groaned. Jeff's big hand was now gliding up and down the length of his cock. The tender grip he had on him made his toes curl. Marcus was cut, so the river of precum that gushed up had nowhere to go but onto Jeff's pudgy fingers.

"Have you always been like this? I'd kill to have your stamina."

Marcus sighed, still looking out the window for cars that were passing too close. "No, I don't think so. You're the first guy I've gone that many rounds with."

Marcus watched Jeff hungrily lick his hand clean like syrup off a spoon. When the hand returned, it was wetter. The slickness was titillating. Marcus' back arched off the seat. "Unh, yeah," he groaned. It felt like relief. Up and down, his hand coaxed out more precum until his dick was coated in a glossy film.

Marcus closed his eyes and listened to the lewd squelching. Once in a while, he would pump his hips upward. His chest rose as he breathed in deeply, sighing ruefully at how easily the older man had made him melt.

The seat suddenly reclined backward, making Marcus jump. Jeff was grinning, keeping his eyes on the road, but he also had his finger on the button that lowered it. A warmth bloomed from underneath Marcus' butt and he laughed when he saw the orange light indicator for the seat warmer had turned on.

"That feel good?" Jeff asked, his voice dripping with smarm. Marcus only nodded and closed his eyes again.

Jeff periodically squeezed the base of his cock, waggling it and flinging strands of precum onto the dashboard. His palm was deliciously wet as he went back to cranking on his shaft. Marcus sank deeper into the pleasure and bit his lip.

When he was getting close, he tightened his grip on the handle of the car door. Almost there... almost-

"Welcome, what can I get for you today?"

A voice made Marcus leap out of his skin. He turned to see they had pulled up to a fast food drive-through.

"What are you doing?" Marcus swallowed hard, sweating bullets as he realized where they were.

"You skipped breakfast," Jeff said without a shred of guilt. "We're right around the corner from the store. Just lay back and relax, Daddy's got you." The menace took his hand off his cock long enough to put a wet finger to his mouth.

If he was trying to be reassuring, it wasn't working.

Jeff ordered food for the both of them and pulled up to the first window while steadily schlicking his hand on Marcus' meat. Marcus' heart pounded as he looked up, expecting someone to see what Jeff was up to. Thankfully, no one was there. The window was closed and there was a sign directing them to the next one.

Jeff kept stroking his cock and even redoubled his efforts. "Fuck, you're so hard. This is turnin' you on, ain't it? Daddy's boy gonna shoot a big load? Huh? Fuck yeah, cum for Daddy." His hand was pumping quickly.

Marcus gulped and a small whimper escaped his clenched teeth. Leaning back, he thrust his hips up and turned his head to one side. "Fuck," he grunted. "Daddy..."

"Yeah baby, cum for Daddy. You're Daddy's boy now. I want that cum. Fuck, I want that cum. Shoot it. Cover my hand in your load."

Jeff was whispering. They had pulled up to the second window. Marcus covered his mouth. It was too hard to hold back the pained squeals he was making. Jeff continued jerking him off even when Marcus' hand grabbed his wrist. He pleaded with his eyes, knowing he didn't have the willpower to make him stop.

All he got in return was a mocking gesture. Jeff flicked his tongue out and licked his upper lip slowly. It was impossible not to notice how wide his tongue was. Marcus imagined it dragging up across the underside of his swollen balls and fidgeted under his seatbelt.

Marcus heard the drive-through window open and reacted quickly, pulling his shirt down over his crotch. Jeff warned him with a look. Gulping, Marcus took his hands off it and Jeff gingerly pulled his shirt back up even higher now, exposing his belly. Marcus just shut his eyes and resigned himself to whatever came next.

What would the attendant do when he saw him? Scream? Yell? Call the cops? Jeff just kept jerking him off like nothing was wrong. Surely the attendant could see Jeff wobbling?

Shockingly, nothing happened. There was a sound of a paper bag being handed off joined by the soft patter of the bottom of Jeff's big hand smacking against Marcus' crotch.

"Have a wonderful day," the attendant said. They sounded almost bored.

"Oh, we will!" Marcus could practically hear the grin on Jeff's face. They pulled away from the drive-through and parked in the lot by Target.

"Oh fuck, that was so close," Marcus breathed, practically climbing up the back of his seat.

"You think they saw?" Jeff gave Marcus his full attention, now. "That was hot, huh? Fuck, you were throbbin' so hard. Daddy needs that cum, baby."

Marcus looked at the clock. Ten minutes. They had arrived just in time.

"Oh, ffffuck," Marcus moaned.

"Beg for it. Say, 'Please Daddy.'" Jeff wasn't smiling anymore. He was drooling.

"Fuck," Marcus winced. "Fuck fuck fuck."

"Say it, baby, I wanna hear it."

"FUCK! Please, Daddy!"

"Ohhhh yeah! You gonna cum, baby?"

"Yes, Daddy!"

"You gettin' close?"

"I'm gonna cum, Daddy!"

"Awh yeah, cum for Daddy! Shoot it! Let me have it. Let me see how much you shoot, baby!"

Marcus exploded. A torrent of cum fired off into the air. One of Jeff's hands kept Marcus pinned down by his chest and the other was forcing his nut out, milking his cock violently.

His balls were on fire as they rattle around, soon deflating as they churned out his cum. Marcus' hands were glued to the headrest above and behind him.

Thick ropes of hot cum blasted into the air with every jerk of his hips. Jeff's jaw dropped. He had stopped stroking him and was holding his dick by the base. It expanded in his hand with every pump of cum that arced up and onto Marcus' stomach.

"Ohhh baby. So much cum. There ya go, let it out. Keep goin', keep goin'." Jeff rubbed his chest as he encouraged him.

"Unh, yeah!" When Marcus was done, cum was running down the window and Jeff's hand was covered in it. Marcus' stomach was painted in so much cum, his eyebrows raised when he looked down.

"Jesus...," Marcus gasped. A bark of laughter jumped out his throat and he collapsed backwards. "That was good," he admitted. He felt Jeff's tongue against his wet stomach and laughed again, tickled by the slippery appendage scooping up his mess.

Marcus' legs kicked into the floor, but soon it was over. "Fuck, baby, that was so tasty." Jeff licked his hand clean. "Whew! Bet you feel better now, huh?"

Marcus nodded and sat up. "Fuck..." He grabbed a napkin out of the food bag and dabbed his wet pelvis. When he was all cleaned up, he looked over to see Jeff looking back at him, pleased as punch.

"Alright, let's do this again soon," Jeff said, starting his car again. Marcus chuckled and grabbed his bag, shaking his head as he tried to get out of the car without getting any of his cum on himself.

"I'll clean this up, you get to work. Be good, okay?" Jeff winked at him.

"Uh huh," Marcus said, rolling his eyes. "See ya." He pulled his bag over his shoulders and adjusted his shorts. The car window rolled down. Jeff couldn't resist one last taunt.

"Want me to pick you up from work?"

"Nope!" Marcus replied, quickly. "Tank's empty! Thanks for the ride man, I'll hit you up sometime soon." Marcus turned around as Jeff laughed.

"Don't forget this!" Jeff's arm held the bag of food out the window and Marcus snatched it from him before jogging up the parking lot towards the building. He smiled, then, walking into work with a satisfying emptiness in his balls.