John on Bottom

"Actually, I think you need a different kind of relief. How about you bend over and let this young one help you distress." you state trying to get the daddy to give in to your desires

"Funny kid, but I don't bottom. Especially when I know you can't top to save your life, so be a good sub and bend over already before you piss me off."

John steps closer attempting to intimidate you, but you stand your ground. Normally you would be weak at the knees especially considering how you first met this man, but you got just what you need to bring this macho daddy down.

"Color me impress, never would have thought you had the guts to stand up to me. Unlike your son, I was all up in his guts instead."

John just stares wildly at you, confused at what you just said. Before you give him time to react you push him into the couch and place yourself behind him.

"Hey, wait what the fuck did you just say?"

"Don't worry I won't treat you differently! Although I am interested to see who takes my dick better, father or son!"

With John being distracted, you lube up both his hole and your cock, diving straight in. You give the older man no time to settle for his earlier spat and go straight to drilling his tight hole.

Despite the abrupt entering, John seems to be slightly accepting of his new role as he attempts to handle your ****. Not a single sound is coming from the man, most likely from trying to resist the pain... but that will soon subside.

You watch as John's two globes jiggle with each impact you give him, he could potentially give Tyler a run for his money honestly.

"Damn, now that's what I call an ass. See John sometimes you gotta be open to new experiences, without me you wouldn't have realized you're a natural bottom."

"F-Fuck Y-You"

"Oh don't worry I'll take that dick of yours one day, but tonight your ass is mine. Here let's try a new position."

You remove your cock to admire what you've done so far, not bad but still a bit more to go. John lays on his back and spreads his legs giving you access to his chambers once more.

You dive straight in, eyes rolling as John tight hole embraces you once more. He is beginning to make some noise as you slam into him.

"Carlos... Please slow down just a minute...I-I can't..." John desperately cries out but it sounded more erotic than painful. As you pay close attention to John, you can see he is starting to leak pre-cum on his chest

"Look at that, seems someone is enjoying the ride. I knew you would come around, speaking of which as much as I would like to use you more... shouldn't let someone catch us... at least not yet."

"Well, I figured something like this would happen tonight but not with you Ol' Johnny boy."

As you look up, turns out it was Rebecca's dad, Harold, who is watching you plow John. The man is still naked but obviously with a hard on on display.

John attempts to getaway from the scene but you hold him down firmly. You go harder than before preparing to seal the deal with John.

"Give it a break John, if you really wanted to get away from me you could have easily done it already. Admit it, you like the idea of surrendering to me and my huge cock. You're tired of being "the man" of the house, it's about time you just let go and be free."

John seems to have mentally snapped as he completely surrenders to your lust and furiously masturbates to his climax along with you as well.

The two of you get down from the sex high and come back into reality, well at least you did. John started to play with his used hole, it doesn't shock you to see how tight it still is.

"Well kid, I think it's about time you head back home. Don't worry I'll make sure Johnny boy here is treated well."

You get dress knowing the intent that Harold has for his newly improved buddy. Even though you may not know how Harold fucks, something in you just knows that John will probably never be the same... at least in bed.

You head towards the door and turn around one final time to catch John on all fours as Harold enters his meaty cock into him easily. However, this time you see a huge grin plastered on John's face as Harold pounds away.

Like Father, like Son!