Jake and I had only been boyfriends for a month before I told him about my interest in daddies. It came up after drinking cocktails and watching movies on the couch one night. To my surprise, he sat up with a big grin on his face.
“Me too!”
Jake and I were both young and hadn’t dated much, but we knew we were right for each other from the first minute we met. We even looked like we belonged together. He had short, cropped blonde hair and wore a lot of polos and jeans, but still had a mischievous look in his eyes that let you know he wasn’t so serious. My red hair was a little shaggy, and even though I was slim and shorter than Jake, it was normally me who found a way to boss him around.
It wasn’t long after we admitted our mutual love of daddies that Jake and I went out one night in the hopes of finding one to take home. We’d had long, drawn out conversations about how hot it would be to find an older guy to order us around, and had made up very detailed descriptions of how he would look. We both agreed he would have a good, solid belly and a thick neck. For Jake, it was important he had silver hair. Me, I was hoping for a beard.
We went to the only bar in our city where we knew daddy types would hang out. Neither Jake or I were 21 yet, but we both had fake ID’s, so we sat in our booth, sipping cocktails and cruising. A lot of guys cruised us back, walking by the table in their sexy flannel and workboots, but it took until after our second drink for the perfect daddy to appear. He walked right up to our booth, put his beer on the table, and introduced himself.
“I’m Bennett.”
Jake and I both stared at Bennett with our mouths open. He was exactly the daddy we’d dreamed of, with flecks of silver in his receding hair and creases around his eyes.
Bennett knew exactly what he was doing, so by the time we finished our drinks, the three of us were on our way back to Jake’s place. Jake was nervous as he opened the door, apologizing to Bennett for how messy his place was. But as soon as he stepped inside, Bennett took control, grabbing Jake by the shoulder.
“Daddy doesn’t want to hear your apologies,” he said sternly, then sat Jake down on the couch.
“I’m sorry,” Jake choked out as Bennett sat next to him.
“Show me how sorry you are,” Bennett ordered.
Jake leaned over and started rubbing Bennett’s crotch as Bennett leaned back and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing strands of dark hair below his neck. I got hard staring at them, not sure how I might join in. Jake started to lower his mouth to Bennett’s crotch and unbutton his jeans when Bennett grabbed him by the back of the head.
“Did I say you could do that?”
He then pulled Jake forward and over his knee, Jake’s ass sticking in the air. Bennett shifted his big weight and pulled off his belt, then yanked Jake’s jeans down. Jake was wearing pink briefs that were pulled tight over his ass. I started rubbing my cock as Bennett began spanking Jake. With every light smack, Jake moaned a little, wiggling his butt like he wanted more.
It was then that Bennett noticed me again.
“Over here,” he demanded, and I walked in front of him.
He pulled Jake’s head up again and I could see that he was grinning despite the tears in his eyes. Bennett pointed and me and ordered, “Undress him.”
Jake walked forward and stripped off my clothes until I was in my white boxers. He and I both had obvious boners beneath our underwear. He reached over and started to rub mine until I pointed over at Bennett, who had unleashed his giant cock. It sat up, straight and fat against his belly. Jake and I immediately looked at each with huge grins, went down on our knees, and began to service Bennett. As my tongue and Jake’s tongue met in the silver hair of his balls, I knew this daddy was going to give us everything we’d fantasized about and more.