Owen Part 2

It's months later, during a time when my sons were out of town for a weekend, and I'm currently laying on my bed, completely naked, and my oldest sons best friend momentarily has his head in between my legs with my dick down his throat.

Owen lifts his head off my wet, saliva and precum covered dick, which makes a plop sound as it exits his mouth. Owen rises up onto my body, rubbing his nakedness against mine before giving me a wet, tongue twisting kiss.

"Oh daddy, you taste so good," Owen says as he makes his way back down my body again, licking various areas of my body as he goes along.

"Owen," I ask him after thinking about it for a while, "doesn't it sound weird for you to call me daddy?"

"No sir," he says, looking up at me with a mischievous grin. "In a way, you've always been more of an actual dad to me than my own father. I've actually always thought of you that way. And calling you daddy now just turns me on even more." He licks my leaking shaft up and down, cleaning up more of my precum with his tongue, never taking his eyes off mine. "Doesn't it turn you on, too...daddy?"

My dick twitches as he says that, because the truth is it really does turn me on when he calls me that. And in a way, I've always thought of Owen as one of my sons as well. Heck, he's over here more than his own place anyways, he might as well just move in and officially be part of the family.

Maybe I'll discuss that idea with him and my sons at a later date, but for now my mind starts to blur as Owen swallows the entirety of my throbbing dick back down his throat.

I rub the back of Owen's head as he continues to deepthroat me. The more I moan in pleasure the harder he sucks. The next time he releases his lips from my shaft to catch his breath I get him to switch positions so that we're lying in a sixty-nine position, allowing me to suck him off while he continues to enjoy my dick in his mouth.

Most of the time I'm sucking his tip, but I occasionally try to stick his throbbing shaft right inside. I gag a few times, as I'm not as used to sucking dick as good as Owen is. I once take the full length of him down my throat, but only for a few seconds before I find myself gagging on a massive amount of cum as Owen unloads inside me. I remove my mouth from his shaft, his cum and my saliva pouring out of my mouth and down my cheek.

Owen removes his head from my shaft and looks at me. "Sorry, daddy." He says. "The feeling of my cock all the way down your throat was too much for me." Owen turns around and gives me another kiss, sharing his cum from off my lips. He lays his head down on my chest and slowly strokes my dick with his hand. "Daddy, please," he finally says. "Please, will you fuck me?"

"What?" I ask. We've been fooling around together for a few months now but I never actually thought about it being anything more than handjobs and blowjobs.

"Please daddy," Owen begs. "I want my daddy's big cock to pop my cherry."

I look Owen right in the eyes. He is serious. "Are you sure?"

"Damn right I am," says Owen. "I really, really want this. I've been prepping myself with a dildo for weeks now, but I want the real thing. I want you."

"Ok," I finally say after thinking it over for a while. Owen's face is plastered with the biggest smile I've ever seen. He grabs some lube from his jeans pocket. Yep, he definitely wanted this to happen tonight. "So...how do you want to do this?" I ask him.

"Just lay back and relax," he says, pushing my torso down so I'm flat on the bed. "I'm going to ride your big fat cock, daddy." Owen lubes up my dick and his hole, then he positions himself above me, facing towards my face, and he slowly lowers himself down.

He goes slowly at first, getting himself used to my dick up his tight butt. As he continues on he eventually picks up speed as he continues to take more of my shaft inside him until finally he's fully sitting on my pelvis with my length all the way inside him.

Up and down, he rides my dick, with his own hard shaft whacking his belly when he rises and hitting my belly as he falls. Even though he just recently unloaded in my mouth, more precum flys out of his dick and splatters us as he bounces around on top of me.

With his tight hole milking me it doesn't take much longer before my toes curl and I'm pumping stream after stream of my warm creamy man juice inside Owens bowels.

The feeling of me filling his insides up causes Owen to sit down fully on my dick, and with a few twitches of his own dick he's covering my belly with his second load of the evening.

He lays down on top of me, letting my dick slide out of his hole with another plop. "That was amazing," he says, trying to catch his breath.

Eventually we get up and head to the shower together. My son's don't get back for another day, so Owen stays overnight, with him cuddling up against me in my bed, both of us still naked and fresh from our recent shower. "I love you, daddy." Owen says, kissing me before laying his head on my chest.

"I love you too...son," I say. I can see his wide smile as he drifts off into sleep.