BF arrives at GF's mansion, grocery bags of snacks and soda in hand along with a stack of movies.
Ready to hang out with his girlfriend. Receiving a scowl from Daddy Dearest along the way in, looking like he would tear the bluenette in half if his daughter wasn't there.
"C'mon! Let's go to my room." Said GF after greeting her boyfriend with a kiss to his cheek and guiding him upstairs.
At first BF wasn't too thrilled at visiting GF at her place after what had happened last time with the Senpai dating simulator game which contained a trapped spirit that tried to possess him to get revenge on DD.
But they were only there to watch movies so there shouldn't be any need to worry for the time being. As long as neither Dad or Mom interfered that is.
All was going fine at first. The first film they popped in, GF suggested, was Titanic.
For the first half hour they had already went through two chip bags and four soda cans.
BF suddenly stands from his spot, prompting GF to pause the movie. "Gotta take a leak, I'll BRB." He said before leaving, half full can of soda still in his hand.
He stepped out and was right outside the door when someone snagged his can from his hand. BF turned to see the still scowling form of DD.
"The wife doesn't want any food or drink in the bathroom." He snarled.
"Okay, okay, yeesh!" Said BF. Defensively. "Should've said something."
He went in, ready to do his business. Missing a very sneaky grin on Daddy Dearest's face, who reached into his pocket then took and snuck a blue pill in the half full soda can.
BF breathed a sigh of relief, stepping out when he found his soda sitting on a nearby side table and DD was nowhere to be found. BF shrugged, grabbed his Dr. Pib, and headed back to his girlfriend's room.
n~n~n
BF sat back to GF's side, taking a swig of his pop as GF pressed play again. The blue haired singer sighed in boredom, trying his best to bear with the sappy love story for the sake of his relationship with GF, finishing his soda before getting started on yet another can.
It was when the scene of Jack drawing Rose in the nude before the scene started to get… explicit. That was when BF felt his pants getting tighter. He looked down to see a small tent beginning to form in his jeans. Blushing in embarrassment, BF frantically grabbed one of GF's pillows to hide it.
But as the event on the screen intensified he felt himself growing hot, sweat beading at his temple, his heart beating in his chest. He tried to close his eyes and imagine something less arousing.
Even when it didn't show much of the action unfolding he couldn't make his hard on go down.
"Are you okay babe?" GF asked, noticing her boyfriend's red, sweaty, face and antsy behavior.
"Ah, heh, heh. Yeah! I'm fine!" Said BF, plopping the pillow over his lap, hoping his girlfriend didn't notice anything. "J-just uh… a little… I'll be right back!"
Before GF knew it her boyfriend dashed out of her room at once. Leaving her with a look of bewilderment.
"Maybe next time we should skip this scene?" She thought to herself.
n~n~n
BF hurried to the bathroom again, locking the door behind him and standing over the porcelain throne.
Dropping his pants, he was super mortified at his erection. Standing out stiff and hard like a flag post. So embarrassing, if GF saw this she might think he was some sort of… creepy pervert or something.
The sooner he made it go away the better.
He grabbed a hold of his member and began stroking. Though rather ineptly since his accountant parents had been so absorbed in their work that they never found the time to talk to him about such an act.
Five minutes passed and yet BF showed no signs of climaxing. He tried stroking and tugging at his penis but it still remained hard.
"Dammit, how long am I supposed to keep this up?" He thought in frustration.
Suddenly there can a knock at the door, shit! GF must be checking up on him!
"Uh, occupied!" He called out, frantically. "I-I'll be out in a minute!"
He sped up his stroking to the point where it started to hurt a bit, he let out a irritated snarl, biting at his lower lip. What a humiliating situation to be in and at his girlfriend's mansion of all places!
He looked over at the door, a dark smoke seeped in the room from under the door. BF gulped, suddenly feeling that he wasn't alone.
"Havin' a problem there, boy?" Said an all too familiar voice.
BF turned his head until his blue eyes met the smirking form of the retired rockstar Daddy Dearest standing right behind him, surrounded by fading smoke as though he had teleported inside.
"Gah! M-Mr. Daddy Dearest!" BF yelped, trying to pull his pants up and hide his shame. "i-it's not what it looks like!"
DD raised an amused eyebrow, his black eyes momentarily catching sight of the young singer's hard on and bare rear before they were covered.
"Really?" He asked in disbelief, "'Cause it looks like my daughter's main squeeze jackin' off in one of our mansion's 5 bathrooms."
BF was so ashamed that couldn't utter a word. Holding up the hem of his pants in one hand while lowering his backwards cap over his face.
"Do you even know how to masturbate?" Daddy Dearest asked, curiously.
BF felt even more flustered at that, "W-well… uh… no?" He stuttered.
The demon gave a laugh, enabling BF's mortification, this was almost adorable.
"Tell you what," offered DD, "I'll be willing to keep this between us." He leans in from behind BF until the blunette could feel his warm breath against his ear, "and I can also help out with your little… problem."
"What?!" BF shouted, "B-but… I"muscular arms wrapped themselves around his slim waist, pulling the lad into a broad chest while large hands took hold of his pants. His smaller hands tried to protest, get the demon off him only for his wrists to be gripped and pinned against the wall above the toilet.
"Relax," DD spoke huskily into BF's ear. "It'll only take a second, besides do you want to go around with yer stiffy stickin' out like a fence post in yo pants? What would my daughter think? Bein' in a relationship with an easily aroused little creep?"
At the mention of GF, BF exhaled and reluctantly stopped resisting. "Just keep it between us. Please." He pleaded, practically hearing the corners of the older man's mouth broaden into a sinister grin.
Releasing the small wrists, those beefy hands dipped themselves into the loosened band of BF's jeans, wrapping themselves around the hot organ, that felt so small in his large palm, and began to rub and massage it with expertise. Feeling it develop and twitch under his touch while he listened to the small gasps and grunts the young man gave off. BF tried to hold back his sounds, his face turning tomato red as he felt his body temperature began to rise, sweat gleaming on his brow and running down his cute face in rivers.
DD wanted to drink in the boy's embarrassment. He pressed his nose to the side of BF's temple, inhaling the aroma of youth and cheap cologne, kid probably applied some earlier to impress GF, and let out a purr feeling himself start to feel hot himself. His other hand began to wander and sneak itself up BF's white shirt, smoothing over the young man's soft skin before reaching his chest.
BF was shocked and protested again, but DD was having none of it. "You want this thing gone or not?" He snarled, tightening his grip on the 19-year-old's cock. BF whined in pain and timidly complied again, letting the other do as he pleased. Satisfied, Daddy Dearest loosened his hold and continued his administration. BF squeezed his eyes shut as he felt the other dirty hand roam his flat chest, a thumb running across a nipple before being joined by an index and tweaking the sensitive bud.
"M-Mr. Dearest…" BF whimpered softly.
"Call me daddy." DD whispered in the bluenette's ear, giving it a lick and a slight bite. "Do it." BF winced when he felt his nipple receive a sharp pinch before uttering the word "D-Daddy…" much to DD's delight. BF didn't know how he would ever live this down. His dick grew bigger and move around in the demon's hold, it all felt so filthy yet so good. His head was filled with so many conflicted emotions, tears pricking at his blue eyes.
"You should see yourself right now," purred Daddy Dearest, "so cute yet so pitifully scandalous. It's no wonder my daughter wants you."
The hand that was teasing the young singer's chest moved back down to the still dangling jeans, lowering them along with the briefs underneath until they dropped over BF's knees. DD smoothed his hand over the bare hip, the skin was so soft like velvet in his hand. Fingers traced the hip bone that jutted out so perfectly before migrating to the small, round, bottom.
The demon rockstar let out an elated growl as he groped and squeezed the softball sized butt cheek in his hand, making the rap artist whimper and moan so piteously that turned into a shout when he felt a finger creep into his asscrack and penetrate his anal.
"Wha-what're you-!" BF cried but was cut off when the hand jerking him off suddenly grabbed his throat.
"Shut up." Hissed DD, "you want GF to hear you?" His hand gripped BF's throat, threatening to crush his larynx.
"I'm s-sorry…" BF wheezed through tears, "…but do y-you really h-h-have to…"
"I hear anal penetration will help speed up the process," DD said digging his finger further into the boy's rectum, "just need to get deep enough to reach the prostate." Upon those words his dry digit started moving around, stroking the anal walls and reveling in their silky texture. "And that's when the fun really begins." He rumbled titillatingly in BF's ear.
BF grunted in a mix of pained humiliation and arousal. "But… i-it hurts…" he mewled.
"Well just keep quiet and go with it and I'll see about making it hurt less." DD crooned. His hand not leaving the other male's throat.
BF complied yet again, allowing daddy Dearest to proceed. Prompting the demon rockstar to release his throat and reach into his pocket for a small tube of some kind of gel, as he wasn't looking to put his fingers in his mouth after sticking them up the boy's rear, removing his finger from BF's ass for a minute to apply it to his hand. As soon as his digits were nice and slick he tossed the tube aside and took hold of the smaller dick once again before reinserting his this finger into that tight anal, which went in a lot more smoothly than the first time.
It was all so wrong, so disgraceful, and yet… as soon as discomfort subsided it got replaced with a strange and amazing feeling. A feeling that felt so new to the rap artist, he hated it and liked it at the same time. Feeling a sense of exhilaration when the probing in his ass hit a nerve, sending shockwaves to his brain and making him pant loudly. His penis came to a head and started to Leak an odd, sticky, fluid from the tip that dribbled over DD's hand and on the rim of the toilet.
Daddy Dearest grinned sadistically, proceeding to tease the glans and penile opening with his fingers and palm, smearing the pre and enlightening a hungry moan from the bluenette's throat.
"My, my, my, what would my daughter think if she saw you like this?" Daddy Dearest purred in delight. "Would she still want you even like this? A little cockslut who likes gettin' his ass penetrated and dick rubbed by another man?"
BF restrained his voice as best he could, but the feeling of the digit in his anal and his dick getting rubbed and teased was too good to ignore.
"D… Da… Daddy…."
How DD loved hearing his name passing those sweet lips. The singer was in such a beautiful state at the rockstar's touch, eliciting a sensational feeling of arousal that went from his brain to his nethers. Heat arose in his face that dried his lips, making his tongue poke out and run across them hungrily to moisten them.
An emotion, a feeling of lust and possessiveness, overcame him. How he wanted to make this boy quiver and plead under him like a dog in heat.
"Ah! There's…. S… someth…something…!" Yelped BF, his dick felt that it would explode.
"What's that pet?" Asked DD, tentatively.
"Daddy… I'm gonna… I'm… gonna-a…" BF could barely get the words out, the build up in his cock was getting immense, like he was about to pee.
"Aw, are you about to come?" DD cooed. "Am I that good at making you feel this way? I do have a lot of other talents than just being a rockstar y'know." He continued to taunt and talk dirty to BF. Driving him mad with each stroke, each prod, minute by minute until the 19-year-old couldn't hold it in anymore.
His length let out a burst of white. DD made sure to aim the sticky stream into the toilet bowl so as to not leave a mess.
BF's flustered face toned down to a soft pink upon relief, nearly allowing his knees to give way only to be caught in those powerful arms.
The demon triggered the toilet handle as BF hung there watching his kids get flushed away. "Ok…" he panted, "finally that's over with." He stood straight back up out of the other's arms and pulled his pants and underwear back up.
But before he could leave the bathroom a hand on his shoulder stopped him. "And where do ya think you're goin'?" Asked the gruff, manly, tone of Daddy Dearest.
BF gulped, "Ah… I-I was gonna… y'know… go back to GF's room to…"
"No you ain't. Not yet anyway."
"Whadda ya mean 'not yet?' I-I did what you said."
DD gave a snide chuckle, "Oh yes. However," he gestured to his own nether region, which was also pitching a tent. "After all that hot, steamy, action and seein' yer cute face all flustered and sweaty." He gave a low rumble at the thought, "Now I can't go out lookin' like this and I'm not gonna waste any of it in the can, so I'm gonna need one last itty, bitty, favor." He began unbuckling himself in front of his daughter's boyfriend. "And if you even think of runnin' away, GF gets word of our little… activity in here."
BF gazed in horror, surely this man wasn't serious? Blue eyes widened at the huge member that jutted from the older male's expensive, leather, trousers.
"Don't worry," continued DD, matter of factly, "this ain't goin' anywhere near yer pretty lil ass."
'Not yet anyway,' he thought to himself.
"B-but then what…" stammered BF, though he had a pretty good idea where DD was going.
"All you have to do is seal the deal, with that cute mouth o' yers." Said DD. "Then you may leave."
"That's…. That's disgusting! There's no way in Hell I'd do that!"
DD shrugged, "Fine, then I hope GF won't mind havin' such a dirty boyfriend who ejaculated in her bathroom."
It only took a moment before BF finally yielded to the demand. "What… should I do first?" He asked.
"On your knees," said DD, smirking triumphantly. "And start from the base."
BF gulped and got down on all fours before him until he was face to face with the huge, stiff, rod before him. Closing his eyes, he stuck his tongue out and began gliding it over the base.
"Ah, ah, ah," uttered DD, grabbing the back of the bluenette's head, and holding him still. "look up at me while yer doin' it."
BF balled his hands into fists in frustration but obliged, fixing his blue orbs up at the black ones that looked down at him maliciously.
The twitching stick of flesh tasted awful and smelled horrible, the young singer could've sworn he could feel the pulsation and blood flow from the vessels beneath the skin over his tongue. He licked, lapped at, and mouthed the organ, lining it with his saliva.
"Take it in," said DD, "suck it like a straw."
BF gave a pleading look, as though begging him not to make him do this with his eyes.
"That's an order." DD persisted.
BF cringed and reluctantly placed his small mouth over the head, which pretty much filled most of the entirety of his chasm, sucking as best he could.
"Don't be a pussy," said DD, "I said take it!" He suddenly grabbed the back of BF's skull and shoved his hips forward, forcing the rap artist to engulf half of his thick length, nearly dislocating his jaw.
Tears flooded BF's vision, cascading down his boyish cheeks. He could feel his jaws creek from the mass in his mouth and his gag reflex contort when the tip reached the back of his throat.
"Well? Get to it!"
He couldn't refuse now, with all the effort he could muster, BF began bobbing his head back and forth. Sucking and inhaling, slobbering and drooling over that cock. His lips making a 'schlop' sound with each motion.
DD purred and felt himself harden, the 19-year-old's mouth and throat were so moist and tight and the innocent look upon his face was so… DD knew he had to get his phone out. BF halted in his track and watched in terror as the rockstar took out his smartphone, switching it to camera. "Hey, no slackin'!" Snapped DD, grabbing the bluenette's skull again. BF could've bitten down on this bastard's dick but his jaw was locked in position by the huge thing, almost to the point of breaking.
He sped up the process, listening to the ominous clicking sounds from the camera feature on the phone. Feeling so slutty and exposed. Please, just let it end already.
"Argh, here I come," grunted DD, "try and look pretty for the camera!"
BF's stomach dropped, feeling the cock pulsate before spraying it's load down his strained throat and overflowing in his mouth, getting all over his cute face. The horrid man made sure to capture it all on his phone, the sight making him want to come again. "Now swallow." He growled and BF complied.
The substance felt unpleasantly gooey and slimy and tasted terrible, it took him so much willpower to keep him from puking it all back up.
As soon as the deed was done DD pulled his dick out of the singer's mouth, letting him collapse on the tiled floor, feeling that he suffered enough for now. "Be sure to clean yerself up before ya leave." He said, zipping himself back up and looking over the dirty pics before stepping out. BF watched him leave, laying on his side in a sobbing heap. His aching jaw almost unable to shut without jabbing, dull, pain shooting out.
n~n~n
BF had to leave early that night. Fabricating a story to his girlfriend about there being a family emergency at his place.
Thankfully his parents weren't home yet, allowing him to storm up to his room to plop over his mattress to cry bitterly from utter humiliation.
A vibration in his pocket alerted him, he turned it on to find a message from an unknown number. Only to find a photo of himself mid suck on DD's cock along with a message that filled the song artist with utter dread.
"Meet tomorrow at 6 or this goes out all over the media."
