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Doggy Playdate
“You all good, baby boy?” Mike’s voice rumbles in Jamie’s ear.
“Yes, Daddy,” he breathes. The air in the room is warm, and it combines with the oil his Daddy has covered him with and the attention of all the people watching to send a warm flush prickling underneath his skin.
Jamie loves being on display like this, legs spread up and out on a gynecologist’s chair and his arms pinned down by padded handcuffs on his wrists. His cock is throbbing and dripping and trying to get hard in its pretty pink cage, and they haven’t even gotten started yet.
“Are you ready?” Mike asks, this time loud enough for everyone to hear.
“Yes, Daddy.” Jamie lets all of his need and desire to please bleed into his voice. He’s going to be so good, put on such a show that all of the Doms watching wish he were theirs and all of the boys wish they could be him.
His Daddy starts slow, massaging oil slick hands all over Jamie’s body, calluses scraping against sensitive skin. Jamie wriggles and sighs, feeling how the restraints stop him from moving too much. His balls are pulled up tight to his body, full and aching from over a month of denial, and his hole flutters and leaks a slight trickle of lube.
“What is this?” Daddy asks, tapping the pink metal that encases his cock.
“It’s my cage, Daddy,” Jamie responds immediately.
“And why do you wear it?”
Again, heat flashes over Jamie’s skin, humiliation and arousal and excitement spreading along with it. “Because little boys don’t need their cocks,” he says. He’s not even allowed to touch his cock anymore. Not even to pee or clean it. “They get all of their orgasms from their holes.”
“That’s right,” Daddy purrs, his voice like gravel. He trails a fingertip down Jamie’s taint until he reaches Jamie’s hole.
Jamie can’t help the little noise that he makes or the way he lifts his hips, trying to get the finger to slide inside him. He’s been so empty ever since his Daddy took his plug out.
“You love having things in your hole, don’t you baby boy?” Daddy chuckles. “Look at how loose and open it is. Do you think you can try to close it for me?”
There’s the noise of shuffling bodies as the crowd jostles for a look at Jamie’s gaping hole. Obediently, Jamie tries, but all he’s able to do is make it wink a little bit—his hole hasn’t been able to properly close for a long time, not since he started to wear a plug full time. His Daddy doesn’t even need to prep Jamie to take his cock anymore.
“Look at that,” his Daddy says proudly, “so open and empty. That’s a hole that needs something inside it.”
“Yes,” Jamie moans. His legs are spread so wide, and somehow that makes the emptiness worse until two thick fingers slide into him as his Daddy presses on his prostate. Pleasure rockets through him, zapping up his spine and straight through his cock, which dribbles precum onto his stomach.
“There you go, good boy. I’m going to take them out now, but I won’t let you be empty for long, I promise.” The fingers go away and Jamie whines, but then there’s the whir of a motor and something else—something much, much bigger—presses against his hole.
“What is that, baby boy?” Daddy asks.
“It’s a dog cock, Daddy.” Jamie shivers in excitement. The dildo is huge, longer and thicker than Jamie’s forearm with an inflatable knot at the base and a hose that’s ready and waiting to pump fake cum into Jamie’s insides.
“And what is it here to do?”
“To breed me, Daddy.”
“Is that what you want?”
“Yessss.” Fruitlessly, Jamie tries to shift his hip to impale himself. His whole world has narrowed to his hole, his Daddy, and the big dog cock.
“You want all of these people to see you get bred by this cock and take its knot?” Daddy smooths his hands up and down the inside of Jamie’s thighs, his thumbs just barely stopping short of Jamie’s cock and whiting his mind out with need.
“I want…” Jamie swallows, grasping for words, “I want to show them how good I can take it. I want to show them what a good boy I can be.”
“There are a lot of people here,” Daddy says, “and they’re getting impatient. They want to see this big bad dog stuff your hole. Should we get started?”
Jamie barely has time to nod, and then the enormous cock is pressing into him. His mouth drops open, and Jamie knows he’s making all kinds of noises, but he can’t help it because it just keeps going and going and going, until Jamie can feel it rearranging his insides as it forces its way inside him. Every time he thinks it must be all the way in there’s another few inches, going until he’s sure it’s going to come out his mouth.
Finally it bottoms out, and Jamie is vaguely aware of a big set of dog balls pressed against his ass, but mostly he’s trying to figure out how to breathe when the only thing there’s room inside him for is cock.
“Ohhh,” Daddy growls, and Jamie does his best to focus on that because what Daddy says is always important. “Isn’t that a beautiful sight? This is what you were made for, isn’t it? Little boys should spend all of their time on their backs being sleeves for giant cocks like this.”
“Uh, huh,” Jamie manages. He thinks he’d like that—he likes it right now, knowing that his insides are a toy for such a big cock.
“Look at that.” Daddy’s hand lands on his belly, his big hot palm pressing on where the head of the monster dog cock is pressing up against Jamie’s inner walls. “Look, baby boy.”
It takes all his effort, but Jamie tips his head up to see the obscene bulge of the cock covered by his Daddy’s hand. He rubs it, and Jamie moans, his hole spasming and his own tiny little dick twitching wildly in its cage.
“Oh fuck, Daddy. Oh fuuuuuck.”
Daddy grins, lighting Jamie up inside. “Do you like seeing your belly get fucked like that?”
“Yes.” He loves it so much, but his head is so heavy and he can’t hold it up anymore, and it thuds back onto the padded table beneath him.
The strong warmth of his Daddy’s hand disappears, and Jamie is about to protest, but then his Daddy is easing a pillow under his head, tilting it so Jamie can see himself without even having to try.
“Thank you, Daddy,” he babbles. “Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you.” Jamie wants to say more, to say how lucky he is to have a Daddy who takes care of him like this, but his Daddy hits the switch again and the machine whirs, pulling the cock out of him almost all the way.
Jamie almost sobs at the sucking emptiness, but then it thrusts forward again, ramming against his prostate and bringing back the wonderful fullness that makes Jamie sure this is the best thing in the whole wide world.
The cock pistons in and out of him, and all Jamie can do is take it, legs held wide open and hands tied down so he’s completely helpless. Jamie can feel it moving deep inside his belly, can see the bump travel up and down beneath his skin as it drags against his walls and his rim.
“What are you?” Daddy asks.
“Ohhh,” Jamie moans, “ohhh, I’m a cocksleeve, Daddy. I’m just a cocksleeve for big giant cocks.” He can hear the sound of it burying itself in him over and over, an obscene squelching as his hole gives up any pretense of offering resistance.
Jamie thinks he might die if he doesn’t get to cum. He never wants to cum so he can feel like this forever and ever. He’s so glad he can’t even try to touch his cock; if he could, he knows he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from making a fool of himself trying to touch himself through his cage.
The thrusts get faster, and Jamie sobs as the knot catches on his rim. He doesn’t think he can stretch anymore, but the dog cock doesn’t care, forcing itself into his hole. His whole body thrums on the edge of an orgasm, but the cock doesn’t care about his pleasure either, only seeking its own as it speeds up again.
“Do you feel his knot starting to form?” Daddy asks. “I think he’s getting ready to breed you.”
Jamie knows the dog is getting ready to breed him. He can feel it in his bones, every cell in his body ready to receive its load.
The cock plows into him one last time, the knot popping past his rim, and Jamie’s eyes go wide as it starts to swell inside of him. The pressure is immense, twin points of force, one in his belly and the other just inside his ass.
And then the cum starts flooding into him, over a liter of thick white fluid that his Daddy pushes in with a plunger. Jamie’s eyes roll back in his head, his vision turning the same shade of white as all of that lovely cum as an orgasm wracks his entire body.
Jamie doesn’t know how long it takes for him to start to come back to himself, but the first thing he’s aware of is his fullness. He couldn’t imagine being fuller before, when the dog cock was buried inside him, but that state beyond imagining is his reality now. His insides must be all cum and cock.
His fingers and toes are tingling, and there’s a tiny puddle of his own cum dribbling off the side of his belly. Jamie giggles—it looks so silly in comparison to how much the dog came.
“Look at how good he bred you,” Daddy purrs, running his hands up and down Jamie’s sides.
“Wow.” Jamie is entranced by the swell of his belly. There’s so much cum inside him that he can barely make out the bulge of the cock anymore. He tugs uselessly at the cuffs, wanting to run his hands over it.
“You want to touch it, don’t you?”
Jamie nods frantically.
“If I let your hands go, will you be good and not try to touch your cock?”
Tears sting Jamie’s eyes. All of these people are here, and he wants to show them how good he can be, but he knows he won’t be able to resist if his Daddy lets him go. He’s not good at controlling himself, which is why he always needs to wear his cage and follow Daddy’s rules.
He shakes his head, biting his lip.
“Thank you for being honest with me,” Daddy says, and Jamie can hear the pride in his voice. That makes him feel better—if he can’t control himself, at least he knows it.
“Yes, Daddy,” Jamie whispers. He can’t stop looking at his belly—couldn’t even if he wanted to, not with the pillow forcing his head up—but it’s torture not being able to touch it.
“Hmm, you’ve been so good,” Daddy muses, “what if I let one hand go and held it for you?”
Jamie sobs, this time in relief. “Yes. Please, Daddy, I want that so much.”
“Here we go, good boy,” Daddy murmurs. There’s the click of the cuff, and Jamie’s arm starts to move—whether to touch his stomach or his cock, he doesn’t know—but his Daddy’s hand locks around his wrist.
“Thank you for taking my cock away,” he babbles. “Thank you for helping me be a good boy for you.” All Jamie ever wants is to be good.
“Little boys don’t need their cocks. The only cocks they need are the ones that fuck them” Daddy says gently, in the tone he uses when he’s teaching a lesson. Jamie nods frantically to show he agrees.
He watches in awe as his Daddy guides his hand down to press it against the curve of his abdomen. His Daddy moves it down, nowhere near close to his own cock, but far enough where he can feel the giant doggy dick lodged in his insides. He pushes down, moaning when he feels the head pressing up against his palm. His cock drips again, and Jamie blushes.
“You like that, huh?” Daddy chuckles. “You like being able to feel your big doggy stud inside you while he’s breeding you?”
“Yeah,” Jamie breathes. His Daddy is moving his hand around, making Jamie spread his cum all over his belly.
“They like it too. You’re putting on a good show for them” Daddy says, and Jamie remembers there are other people in the room.
“He’s so deep inside me,” he says, stretching and preening under the attention.
“He is,” Daddy agrees, returning Jamie’s hand to the cuff before Jamie really has a chance to realize what’s happening. “But you know what the next part of the show is.”
“No!” A bolt of panic shoots through Jamie’s chest. He doesn’t want the dog to pull out, doesn’t want to lose all of the cum inside him.
“It has to happen, baby boy,” Daddy says. Jamie shakes his head, and his Daddy delivers a light slap to his flank.
That makes Jamie stop. He’s not the one in charge, and he needs to be good and do what his Daddy tells him so these people can get the show they paid for—paid to see Jamie, because he’s such a good boy.
He takes a deep breath. “I’m sorry, Daddy.”
“It’s okay, sweet boy,” Daddy says, stroking Jamie’s hair. “It’s not your fault you like being full so much, I know you can’t help it.”
Jamie nods, turning his face into his Daddy’s palm; he’s so grateful his Daddy understands.
“I tell you what,” Daddy says, in the tone he only uses when he’s about to give Jamie a special treat. “We’re going to do the video of the knot coming out, just like we promised we would, but at the end I’ll try to get as much as I can back in you and then I’ll plug you up again, that way you can keep some of it. I don’t think they’ll mind the extra show.”
“Encore,” Jamie giggles.
“Exactly.” Daddy’s voice is warm and fond. He must be thinking the same thing Jamie is, remembering when his Daddy took him to the theater with a vibrating plug. Jamie had been trying so hard to keep it together, but Daddy had turned it up right before the encore. He had cum in his pants and made a big wet spot, and his Daddy hadn’t let him cover it with anything as they left, the humiliation making his cock leak afterwards only adding to the mess.
“My Daddy always knows what’s best,” Jamie says. Everyone’s eyes are on him, but he only has eyes for Daddy.
“I do.” His Daddy spends a few more moments petting Jamie’s stomach, feeling the heft and give of all that cum inside Jamie. Then he sets up the camera and its tripod between Jamie’s legs.
A whole new heat begins to kindle in Jamie’s chest, this time fueled by pride. People have paid a lot of money to have exclusive access to this show, and the website where pictures and videos will be posted later. They’re going to jerk off watching cum gush out of his hole, and Jamie likes that idea a lot.
“Alright,” Daddy says. The blinking red light on the camera says it’s recording. “Here we go.”
The knot starts to deflate, getting smaller but certainly not small. Then the dog cock starts to pull out, done with Jamie now that it's sated. There’s pulling, pulling, and just when Jamie is beginning to think—hope?—it might be locked inside him forever, the knot pops free. Jamie grunts, and then the rest of the cock comes slithering out of him.
The cum doesn’t trickle out of him. It doesn’t ooze. It floods out of his hole, and it feels so filthy. Dog cum is flowing out of his ass, and all Jamie can think about is trying to close his hole to keep as much inside of him as he can. Except if his hole couldn’t close before, it certainly can’t now, not after having taken that massive cock and its knot, and Jamie is helpless to stop the flow.
His Daddy reaches down and scoops up a handful of cum before stuffing it into Jamie’s hole, only for it to spill right back out again. Jamie just got to cum, but his cock must not know that because it’s throbbing and twitching again as he watches the white mess get bigger and bigger. He’s afraid it’s all going to leak out and there won’t be any left, but then his Daddy rummages around and pulls out one of their largest plugs.
“Please,” Jamie begs. Daddy is moving so slowly, and he clearly doesn’t feel the urgency Jamie does as he watches his belly slowly deflate. “Please, Daddy, I can’t stop it. I can’t close my asshole, Daddy. You have to put the plug in or it’s all going to be gone.”
“I can see that,” Daddy rumbles, “I bet I could fit my whole hand in there without even trying.”
And then he does. He makes his hand into a fist, slipping it easily into Jamie’s gaping hole. Jamie watches him go up to his wrist, and then his forearm, and then his elbow.
Jamie knows he’s making a loud, keening noise, but he has absolutely no way to control himself. He’s not as stuffed full as he was a minute ago, but this is better because it’s his Daddy inside him, his whole body impaled on his Daddy’s arm as it goes up, up, up inside him.
“Daddy!” The cry is half pleasure and half panic. Jamie can see the tips of his Daddy’s fingers moving beneath his skin, feel his Daddy’s arm spearing through him until it’s almost impossible to breathe, his hole so loose it offers no resistance. “Daddy, I’m going to—I can’t stop it—”
He’s going to cum again, except he’s not allowed to cum without his Daddy’s permission. Jamie wants to be good and follow the rules, but there’s nothing he can do as every synapse in his body hovers at the brink of orgasm, waiting for the smallest breeze to push him over.
“Do it,” Daddy says, “cum with my fist inside you like the good little boy you are.”
Jamie’s whole world whites out as one of the strongest orgasms he’s ever had rips through him, arching his back and curling his toes. It goes on for what seems like an eternity, so much pleasure that it’s almost painful. Aftershocks wrack him, each one making him spasm around his Daddy’s arm to draw it out even further.
Jamie feels like an echo, mind and body fading in and out as he comes down from the high, his mind able to parse more and more details every time he blinks. His Daddy’s arm is still inside him, but just his fist now, his wrist encircled by Jamie’s rim.
“How are you feeling, sweet boy?” Daddy asks in a volume that’s just for him. His free hand is rubbing up and down Jamie’s thigh in broad, calming strokes.
“Good,” Jamie says muzzily. His mouth is dry and his limbs feel so, so heavy. “Tired.”
“I know.” His Daddy reaches up to smooth Jamie’s hair. “We’re almost done here, all I have to do is put your plug in and then get you cleaned up.”
Jamie whines. He doesn’t want to move; all he wants to do is fall asleep and also stay here forever.
“You’ve been so good,” Daddy tells him. “All you have to do is be good for a little while longer, okay?”
Jamie nods sleepily. He’s good and doesn’t even protest as his Daddy slides his fist out of Jamie’s hole, although he does sigh softly when it’s replaced with the plug. Its weight inside him is comforting as its girth holds his hole open.
His Daddy cleans off the mess with a soft cloth and warm water, murmuring to Jamie about how good he’s been all the while. He helps Jamie into some clothes, and the last thing Jamie is aware of as he drifts off is the rock and sway as his Daddy carries him out to the car.
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