Happy daddy

"Then why do you want it as well? Don't you want me to make you feel good?" Chad looked up at his father, peering past the rainbow shirt. "Don't you want your son to feel good?" Chad saw the second his father had given up. It was almost like an impossible dream to know this was happening. What sort of magic did this belt hold?

The thought quickly melted away when he felt his dad grip his hair. A moan escaped his lips before he was thrown to the pavement. His ass stuck up in the air, the need in him suddenly growing. He hadn't realized just how much he wanted the thing in him until now. "Fucking fag of a son." Chad gasped as his lower garments were thrown down to reveal his ass to the wind.

"Punish me daddy." His father growled, the hand gripping his hair traveled down to his neck, applying pressure. "Please, I need it." Chad moaned as his father choked him more. The electric buzzing of the cage causing something in him to lust more for his fathers meat.

"To think I was about to celebrate for your ass. Bad sluts like you only deserve to be fucked into submission." Chad gasped as something pressed up against his hole. He already knew what it was, the warmth feeling so good even at the rim. He tried to back up only to be choked out again. "Be a good bitch boy, and stop moving! Show everyone passing by just how good of a slut you are."

Chad nodded, his heart pounding. They really were in broad daylight. What if someone saw? What if someone recognized them? What if they filmed it? Chad moaned, the electricity surging through his body again. He needed this. "Yes daddy. I'm a good slut, please."

"Good bunny." Chad shuddered as the cock slid into his ass, pain blooming through his body only to turn to the same pleasurable shocks as before. His dick throbbed in its steel and leather contraption. "Always begging for something to fill you aren't you? Bet my bitch has been making rounds without me to fill him up properly." Chad moaned, pushing his ass back, taking in the dick deeper.

His father and him had always been of near equal size, but now it was clear he was inferior to the original. His own dick was stuck throbbing and begging for pleasure, having to take leftover sensations from the real thing. "Dad please! Fuck me!" Chad didn't expect the slap against his ass, the sensation not unappreciated. Chad drooled as his father slapped it again. And again, and again. Each slap felt more pleasurable than the last, a moan leaving his lips now with each one.

"Good bun." The hand on the back of his throat let up and instead grasped his hips, the knowledge of what's to come making Chad shiver in anticipation. His fathers weight pressed up onto him, his body laying on top of his own. "There are already three watching. Show them how much you want my eggs." Chad nodded, his eyes opening to look around. Sure enough three guys were stuck watching with wide eyes as his father fucked him.

Chad grunted when the dick was pushed into him fully. His father didn't hold back, quickly turning into a pounding pace. Chad could feel balls slap against his own as his father jackhammered into him with no reprieve. He moaned and groaned under the old man, trying to comply to his dad's wishes of showing off. Each thrust turned to electrical pleasure that become more muted. Each slap and pullback seeming made the electrical tingles dull, the pleasure not once fading though. Chad was getting off to his own father fucking him now, no magical chastity intervention required.

"Daaad!" Chad moaned. bucking back against the man, his dick begging for release.

The old man grunted in his ear, "Yes bun?" Chad squeezed his eyes shut, pleasure overtaking his body. "What do you want bun?" The husky voice sent pleasure through his body, his dick somehow straining harder against the device. "Tell daddy what you want."

"I- I want more!"

His father grunted, his pace faltering the slightest bit. "Anything for my bun." Chad moaned as the thrusts became less rhythmic, trading in pace for power. Each one left his body rocking forward and bouncing back in time for the next thrust. Chad practically screamed as he tried to push back onto the dick in time with the thrusts. The pleasure was excruciating. "Get ready to lay eggs bitch!"

Chad moaned, his lust idled brain preventing him from thinking. "Yes! Make me your bitch dad!" His father moaned, pushing down hard into his body. Chad was pinned under the heavier man, his father pushing impossibly deep in him. His dad panted into his ear, licking it at one point. Chad's body felt full and complete for the time being, his sweaty form unwillingly to even think of moving.

His father let out another grunt before lifting off of him, sighing in satisfaction. "Fucking hell bud bun, Can't believe you convinced your old man to do that to ya." Chad looked back to his father, watching the man pull up his pants, the cum coating seeping through the material slightly, showing off the bulge ever so nicely.

"I-"

"No need to explain yourself boy. At least now I don't have to find you a toy to be supportive." Chad grunted, still laying on the floor. "I love the new tattoo by the way." He blinked, too stunned to reply. His father merely chuckled before walking off. "Have fun with the others bud!"

Chad felt energy course through him when he remembered the onlookers. He bolted up with wide eyes. There were now five, two of whom had their phones out. The four guys had tents in their pants, stroking themselves in what seemed to be a daze. The one woman was rubbing herself as well.