Flashback Friday: A Father’s Day Tale

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“So from your profile and our chat here, it seems like this might be something you do a lot. Meet older gentlemen that you expect to pay for your meals and drinks.”

“I wouldn’t say a lot, but is it wrong to enjoy a good meal in exchange for providing some company?”

“No, I suppose it’s not. But personally, I feel like having things like your dinner taken care of on a night on the town should be earned.”

“Earned? Like you want me suck your cock or something?”

“We’ll get there, boy, but I was thinking more of general service. Deep down, you know it would only be so right for you to help me out right around the house a bit, wouldn’t it, boy?”

“I guess?”

“I know, boy, and deep down, so do you. You know it simply feels so good and so right to accept that you’ll be heading right home with me right after this, and you know that is right, boy.”

Brixton finished making his Daddy SIR a special brunch for Father’s Day, calling out for Daddy SIR to come and enjoy his meal. Brixton loved taking care of his Daddy SIR, especially on a day honoring him like today.

As Daddy SIR ate in the other room, Brixton felt himself getting confused. How long had he been here? Wasn’t it just the start of pride month when he met up with that man? How had he come to serve him and think of himself as being this man’s boy? He was starting to remember how he’d always used men like him, having learned to survive on his own after being disowned. But they had never truly been his type. Had they? “I don’t hear your special music playing, boy.”

The music always made everything feel better, seeming to clear his head of all doubts and questions as he started to remember how lucky he was to have been taken in by Daddy SIR. He had grown tired of the hustle and found himself truly falling for Daddy SIR. He was just so confident and dominant, and it felt so natural and right to submit to such a man.

Brixton continued on with taking care of his Daddy SIR, including his laundry before coming in to give him a nice foot massage. The more he rubbed Daddy SIR’s foot, the more he felt himself growing in his lust for the man. It felt so good to be with such a wise and experienced man that could take care of him, and he loved doing what he could do to take care of Daddy SIR.

“You’re such a good boy. How would the good boy like to spend some time with Daddy SIR’s cock today?” Brixton used to begrudgingly suck cock here and there when a man had bought him a nice dinner or some new clothes, but he had never truly looked forward to it or enjoyed it with an older man until Daddy SIR. He simply found his lust for this man growing every day.

After getting Daddy SIR’s cock nice and lubed up, Daddy SIR fucked him until he was brought to an incredible orgasm. After their nice long fuck session, Brixton would rest his head on Daddy SIR’s chest, feeling so happy he had finally found the man of his dreams and a purpose in life helping to take care of all Daddy SIR’s needs.