Big Black Daddy 1 by Suraya Bedford
First Fuck (MM daddy sex)

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Synopsis

Jamal's in trouble with his stepdad, but a hug and an apology turns into a stolen kiss and clothes hitting the floor. Soon, he's doing things he's only ever dreamed of.
WARNING: This 3,000 word short story contains oral sex, rimming and a young man fucking his step-father up against the kitchen wall.

EXCERPT
“You let that skinny asshole bring drugs into my house?” He squeezed his knuckles until they popped and Jamal jumped.

“I’m sorry, okay? I didn’t mean to do it.”

“I thought I raised you better than that.” And just like that, the anger went out of him. He crumpled on the other side of the table. Were those tears in his eyes?

Jesus.

Jamal got up and rushed round the table, feeling like shit. He hadn’t even told him about the exams yet. His heart clenched. He couldn’t exactly say anything now. He put his hand on Neil’s shoulder. “Flush it, Dad. It won’t ever happen again.” He meant it. Hurting him like this was the last thing he wanted.

Neil sniffed and stood up to wrap his arms around him. “You’re a good boy.” He rubbed his knuckles in Jamal’s close-cropped hair. “You just listen to your friends too much.”

He felt so much better in his stepdad’s arms. It was safe there. He could stop worrying about all the crazy shit at university and just be Jamal again. “I’m sorry. I’m gonna sort myself out. I promise.” He hugged him hard, resting his head on the bigger man’s chest. He could hear his heart beating strong and steady. The scent of his old-school aftershave took him back to his childhood when his stepdad would comfort him after a skinned knee. He smelled of home.

“What the?” Neil pushed him away and he snapped out of his nostalgia. The older man stared at him. Stared at his crotch.

Jamal glanced down at himself and was dismayed to find he had a huge boner. He stared at Neil and panic turned his blood to ice.

Run! His brain screamed at him and he bolted for the door, but Neil was there before him, barring the way.

“It’s okay, Jamal.”

He couldn’t look him in the eye. His body had betrayed him. God his life was a mess. First his degree, then the grass, now this. He’d never be able to face him again.

“Jamal. Look at me.”

He kept his eyes fixed on the floor, wishing he could sink down into it and disappear.

“Jamal.” He lifted Jamal’s chin and made him meet his eye. “I’ve raised you since you were eight years old. You don’t have to hide anything from me.” There was so much love in his face, it made Jamal feel even worse.

“I’m sick.”

He pulled him close and kissed his forehead. “You’re not sick. You’re my boy.” He kissed him on the nose and Jamal felt his cock stirring again.

“Don’t. It’s too embarrassing.” He tried to pull away, but he was wrapped tight in Neil’s arms.

Jamal looked up and saw the desire he’d fantasised about when he was a fourteen year-old spanking the monkey in the bathroom. He’d dreamed about fucking his stepdad ever since he knew what sex was. Were his dreams about to come true?

“I… I love you, Dad.” He looked into his eyes, terrified that he would be rejected.

Dad looked down at him tenderly and lowered his lips to crush Jamal’s.
 

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Published May 31, 2012 8 pages
Genres: Erotica, Literature & Fiction. Fiction

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