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Dolly Time with Sammy
(Note: There is a “daughter” version titled “Dolly Time with Sasha”)
Scott: Several years ago when I was just out of my teens, I fell in love with a wonderful guy. Sammy was several years younger than me and incredibly beautiful. He was petite, with longish red hair and a ton of freckles. He wore braces and his glasses did not block me from seeing his enormous blue eyes. He had tiny hands and feet and very delicate facial features. He had a tiny little penis, perfectly straight… which just fit my mouth. He had the tightest little pleasure hole.
I think I liked his pouty little lips the most, but his perfect smile was a close second. Because he always washed his hair with a special scented shampoo, he always seemed to smell of apples.
I was smitten from the first day I met him. In a fairly short time, we started having sex. Our lovemaking was amazing for me but I seemed to have trouble getting him to climax. Our equipment was not at fault. I had really strong climaxes and he got really stiff when aroused. I was gentle and sweet to him. When he did climax, it was weak. I usually was exhausted from all the effort. I saw an article on-line about making a person have a stronger climax and tried one of the suggestions. I asked Sammy if he had any fantasy that he could share with me. I explained why I wanted to know and he said he would think about it.
Shortly afterward, while cuddled together after sex, he turned his pretty head toward the wall and confided in me. I was shocked at his revelation.
Sammy: Scott, you know that my dad died when I was very young. He was a big tall husky man who I adored. You remind me of him. He had to leave on his military assignments regularly and I would miss him. After he was killed, I would often lie in bed and think of him. As I got older my fantasies would get very naughty and I would get very aroused. He went on to describe some of the details of his “daddy fantasy” while I simply listened. I was stunned into silence for some time after he finished. We continued to discuss this for some weeks while I thought about it. It was the strangest idea I could imagine. However, I accepted the fact that I truly loved him and this would make him happy, so I agreed.
Sammy came over early one weekend and we began the daddy fantasy. To set the scene, I was dressed in a uniform which I had rented. I had my hair cut fairly short, not a true military but… Sammy was wearing footsie pajamas which we had to special order in his size. He was not wearing glasses (which he had not started wearing until he was twelve.)
***
I enter the room…
Sammy: Welcome home daddy! I missed you!
Dad: Come give me a big hug, Slugger. Where is your mom?
Sammy: Mom is out. I’m glad because I have something important to tell you daddy…
Dad: Let me sit down and you climb into my lap and tell me.
Sammy: I was very naughty daddy.
Dad: I cannot imagine my little angel being naughty. What did you do?
Sammy: The big boy next door and I have been playing games while you were away.
Dad: What kinds of games, Sammy?
Sammy: I have been playing with his Dolly.
Dad: That doesn’t sound so naughty.
Sammy: Chucky said it was naughty and to keep it a secret from everyone.
Dad: Then why are you telling me if it is a secret.
Sammy: Because you are my big strong Daddy and I don’t want you to be mad at me.
Dad: I could never be mad but tell me about Chucky’s Dolly.
Sammy: I found his Dolly one day when I was sitting on him. I felt something against my bottom and asked him what it was. He said he had a wonderful Dolly in his pants that he would sometimes share with a special little friend.
Dad: Did he show you his Dolly, Sweetheart.
Sammy: (Dropping his head) Yes, Daddy.
Dad: What did it look like?
Sammy: Chucky had to remove his pants and underwear to show me. It was soft with a tiny collar around the head. It had no arms and instead of legs, it had a tiny bag with two marbles. It was really cute. He told me his Dolly did a trick. Chucky rubbed it and it got stiff and really, really big. I clapped at the trick his Dolly did! I told Chucky that I wanted to hold his Dolly. Was that wrong Daddy?
Dad: Did you enjoy it, Sweetie?
Sammy: Oh, yes, Daddy!
Dad: If you enjoyed it, it was not naughty!
Sammy: I feel so much better now.
Dad: Did the Dolly do other tricks?
Sammy: Yes, Daddy. Chucky told me that his Dolly did a fantastic trick but I would have to help him.
Dad: Did you help, Sweetheart?
Sammy: Yes, Daddy. I petted the Dolly and Chucky showed me how to softly rub it. Then he asked me to kiss the Dolly and I DID! I licked it too. After a while Chucky had me take the Dolly’s head in my little mouth and nurse on it. It was like having one of Mom’s big nipples in my mouth. The Dolly was so warm and wonderful in my mouth. Chucky told me not to use my teeth. If I bit the Dolly, Chucky said he would have to spank me, so I didn’t. You know how much I hate to be spanked, don’t you Daddy?
Dad: Yes, Honey. You don’t like your little bottom to be as red as your hair do you?
Sammy: No, Daddy. That hurts.
Dad: Did the Dolly do the special trick?
Sammy: Sorry, Daddy, I forgot to finish my story, didn’t I. The very special trick was that the Dolly turned into a little fountain. Remember the fountain we saw last vacation?
Dad: Yes, Little One. But what about the trick?
Sammy: The Dolly made a fountain in my mouth. It was scary at first since my little mouth was so full so quickly but I swallowed and swallowed until my mouth was empty and it wasn’t scary any more.
Sammy grinned up at Daddy.
Dad: What did the fountain taste like, Sweetie?
Sammy: Oh Daddy, it was wonderful. Chucky told me that the Dolly juice would help me grow up and be a big and strong… like you. He said it would make my little peter grow…
Sammy: Daddy, can I ask you a question?
Dad: Anything Baby.
Sammy: Well… (He hesitated). While I have been sitting on your lap… Well… Do you have a Dolly too?
Dad: Yes I do; can you feel it?
Sammy: Oh, yes…
Sammy looked directly up into his Daddy’s eyes and asked him if he could see his Dolly.
Dad: Of course you can see it; hop down and I’ll get it for you.
After a few moments, Daddy stood in front of Sammy. He slowly pulled his underwear down. When it reached a certain point, his Dolly popped out and bounced up and down.
Sammy: Daddy, it’s beautiful. Can I pet it? Can I? Can I?
Dad: Certainly… come sit beside me.
Sammy: Why is it so much bigger than Chucky’s?
Dad: Because it is a special Dolly. It is a “Daddy Dolly”. Daddy Dollies do even more tricks than Dollies of regular guys.
Sammy: Wow, Daddy! Can you show me? Pretty please! Please!
Dad: Well… OK. But Mommy can never find out.
Sammy: Like Chucky’s secret.
Dad: NO! Daddy secrets are VERY SECRET! They can never be told. If you ever tell a Daddy secret, I will have to turn your little ass so RED, it will BURN. UNDERSTAND?
Sammy: (Meekly)… Yes Daddy. I will never tell anyone. But will you show me the special tricks… please.
Dad: Get on your knees between my feet. (Sammy obeys.)
Dad: Compare my Dolly to Chucky’s.
Sammy: It is so much bigger. It is HUMONGOUS! I learned that word in school! Chucky’s was straight; your Dolly is curved and has these “ropey” things around the sides. Yours has no collar but it has a hoodie that covers the end. Chucky’s was the same size from one end to the other. Yours has a huge head. Much bigger than the body. His had a little bag, yours has a large bag. The marbles inside are much bigger too. His had a little hair surrounding it but yours has none.
Dad: I shave my Dolly.
Sammy: One other thing Daddy. Your Dolly is prettier. It’s BEAUTIFUL. I love your Dolly, just like I love YOU, Daddy.
Dad: I love you too, Little One.
Sammy: Will it do tricks, now?
Dad: Take your little hands and make it grow.
Sammy: Like this Daddy? (He began to caress it.)
Dad: Let me show you how to make the Dolly’s head appear. (Daddy takes the skin and strips it back so the head appeared.)
Sammy: That is a wonderful trick. Thank you, Daddy!
Dad: Hold the skin down like that and lick the head. (Sammy started.)
Sammy: Am I doing it right, Daddy?
Dad: Lick it a little faster, Baby.
Sammy: Like this? (He licked faster.)
Dad: How does it taste?
Sammy: It tastes great! What is the little drop of water on the end?
Dad: That is another Daddy Dolly trick. Taste it. (He does.)
Sammy: That’s so nice.
Dad: I want you to nurse on the end now. Remember how?
Sammy: Certainly. I just don’t know if it will fit in my little mouth.
Dad: Try Sweetheart.
Sammy spends the next few minutes working hard to get the Dolly’s head in his mouth. Stretching his little lips wide, he pushes his mouth onto it a tiny bit at a time. The head finally pops in but he struggles to get it back out. His little teeth sc**** against the Dolly’s head as it finally comes out. He immediately puts in back in. Pop and Pull. Pop and Pull. Daddy was feeling both pleasure and pain.
Dad: Hold on for a second.
Sammy: What, Daddy?
Dad: It is time for the Dolly juice to come out but I need to warn you that my Dolly makes a lot more juice than Chucky’s Dolly. For that reason, I want you to just open your mouth and stick out your tongue. I’ll get the Dolly to spray you. I still want you to swallow what goes in your mouth but a lot of it is going on your face. Is that OK?
Sammy: Anything you say Daddy. (Sammy sits quietly with his mouth open and his tiny tongue out.)
Dad: (After stroking his Dolly…) Here it comes Sweetheart!
Dolly juice splashed Sammy’s face. Some went in his mouth to be instantly swallowed. Another blast hit him. Another. He swallowed again. Another blast. Daddy wiped the last few drops across his empty tongue and watched him swallow it.
Dad: Open your mouth and show Daddy that it is “all gone” Sammy. (He does.)
Dad: Good boy. Did you like that?
Sammy: I loved playing with your Dolly! What’s next?
Dad: We will have to go into my bedroom for the next tricks.
Sammy: Race you! (And he took off.)
Daddy undressed when he arrived and then undressed Sammy.
Sammy: Chucky never undressed me.
Dad: We will both need to naked for the next tricks. Are you uncomfortable?
Sammy: No Daddy. You used to bathe me and even wipe me when I was younger. (He blushes.)
Dad: Lay back on the bed for a minute.
Daddy proceeded to kiss and lick Sammy all over, but avoided his tiny peter. Daddy then had Sammy lay belly-down across a pillow. He continued to kiss Sammy.
Sammy: This is wonderful Daddy but where is your Dolly?
Dad: Dolly needed to rest for a few minutes but it will soon be ready to do more tricks.
Sammy: Goody!
After a few more minutes, Daddy reaches for some baby lotion, applies some to one finger and starts lubing Sammy’s pretty asshole. Sammy starts to squirm. Daddy’s finger slowly enters his tail. Sammy starts to pant and grunt. After getting more lotion, Daddy inserts two fingers in his sexy tight ass.
Sammy: It’s starting to hurt Daddy.
Dad: Sorry, we have to do this to get you ready for the Dolly.
Sammy begins to understand what the next trick might be. He smiles.
Sammy: OK, Daddy.
Daddy begins to twist his fingers and ram them deeply into Sammy’s ass. Sammy starts to enjoy it. Sammy remembered that Daddy said that anything he enjoyed was NOT naughty. His smile grew wider as his grunts grew louder. He was ready!
Sammy: Dolly, Daddy! Dolly! Please!
Daddy kissed Sammy’s sweet butt cheeks and got on his knees behind his son. His Dolly had returned to a “humongous” state. He rubbed the Dolly head against Sammy’s relaxed asshole and started to push the Dolly inside. Daddy would insert about an inch and stop. He waited until Sammy’s ass relaxed and inserted another in into his boy. Slowly but steadily, the Daddy Dolly disappeared into Sammy ass. Sammy was still smiling even as tiny tears slowly ran down his beautiful cheeks and dripped from his chin.
Sammy: I’m getting really full, Daddy.
Dad: Not much more to go. Hold on!
Sammy: OK, Daddy.
Daddy finally bottomed out. He still had more cock on the outside but it didn’t look like he could get any more inside his little boy. At least this time. When he stopped, he leaned over and whispered in Sammy ear.
Dad: This is one trick. And this is another…
Daddy started riding Sammy’s ass. Sammy nearly passed out but held on to sanity because he wanted to find out all of Daddy’s wonderful Dolly tricks. The large Dolly head was stretching Sammy’s hole so good.
After what seemed to Sammy to be an eternity, Daddy whispered again.
Daddy: Here’s another trick.
Warm Dolly juice sprayed into Sammy’s ass. His ass filled and pressure mounted. Sammy felt something strange and exciting happening to his peter. He never felt this way before. After finishing, Daddy pulled his Dolly out. Daddy gripped Sammy’s little peter and stroked it for a few minutes. Sammy had his first climax.
He flopped around like a goldfish on the floor.
Sammy screamed, he laughed, he cried.
Daddy picked Sammy up in his strong arms talked to him.
Dad: There are even more tricks for Dolly to show you.
Sammy: Please not today, I’m tired. Can’t I rest?
Dad: Of course Sweetie. You have a lifetime of Daddy Dolly tricks in your future. I will show all of them to you in time.
***
Scott looked down at the beautiful young man in his arms. Sammy had climaxed so hard during the fantasy, he had nearly passed out. Sammy was smiling up at Scott.
Scott: Did you enjoy your fantasy with Daddy?
Sammy: Thank you, Scott. It was wonderful. Can we do this again? (He grinned.)
Scott: From now on, I will always be your Daddy!
And from that day, I have been,
(Note: There is a “daughter” version titled “Dolly Time with Sasha”)
Scott: Several years ago when I was just out of my teens, I fell in love with a wonderful guy. Sammy was several years younger than me and incredibly beautiful. He was petite, with longish red hair and a ton of freckles. He wore braces and his glasses did not block me from seeing his enormous blue eyes. He had tiny hands and feet and very delicate facial features. He had a tiny little penis, perfectly straight… which just fit my mouth. He had the tightest little pleasure hole.
I think I liked his pouty little lips the most, but his perfect smile was a close second. Because he always washed his hair with a special scented shampoo, he always seemed to smell of apples.
I was smitten from the first day I met him. In a fairly short time, we started having sex. Our lovemaking was amazing for me but I seemed to have trouble getting him to climax. Our equipment was not at fault. I had really strong climaxes and he got really stiff when aroused. I was gentle and sweet to him. When he did climax, it was weak. I usually was exhausted from all the effort. I saw an article on-line about making a person have a stronger climax and tried one of the suggestions. I asked Sammy if he had any fantasy that he could share with me. I explained why I wanted to know and he said he would think about it.
Shortly afterward, while cuddled together after sex, he turned his pretty head toward the wall and confided in me. I was shocked at his revelation.
Sammy: Scott, you know that my dad died when I was very young. He was a big tall husky man who I adored. You remind me of him. He had to leave on his military assignments regularly and I would miss him. After he was killed, I would often lie in bed and think of him. As I got older my fantasies would get very naughty and I would get very aroused. He went on to describe some of the details of his “daddy fantasy” while I simply listened. I was stunned into silence for some time after he finished. We continued to discuss this for some weeks while I thought about it. It was the strangest idea I could imagine. However, I accepted the fact that I truly loved him and this would make him happy, so I agreed.
Sammy came over early one weekend and we began the daddy fantasy. To set the scene, I was dressed in a uniform which I had rented. I had my hair cut fairly short, not a true military but… Sammy was wearing footsie pajamas which we had to special order in his size. He was not wearing glasses (which he had not started wearing until he was twelve.)
***
I enter the room…
Sammy: Welcome home daddy! I missed you!
Dad: Come give me a big hug, Slugger. Where is your mom?
Sammy: Mom is out. I’m glad because I have something important to tell you daddy…
Dad: Let me sit down and you climb into my lap and tell me.
Sammy: I was very naughty daddy.
Dad: I cannot imagine my little angel being naughty. What did you do?
Sammy: The big boy next door and I have been playing games while you were away.
Dad: What kinds of games, Sammy?
Sammy: I have been playing with his Dolly.
Dad: That doesn’t sound so naughty.
Sammy: Chucky said it was naughty and to keep it a secret from everyone.
Dad: Then why are you telling me if it is a secret.
Sammy: Because you are my big strong Daddy and I don’t want you to be mad at me.
Dad: I could never be mad but tell me about Chucky’s Dolly.
Sammy: I found his Dolly one day when I was sitting on him. I felt something against my bottom and asked him what it was. He said he had a wonderful Dolly in his pants that he would sometimes share with a special little friend.
Dad: Did he show you his Dolly, Sweetheart.
Sammy: (Dropping his head) Yes, Daddy.
Dad: What did it look like?
Sammy: Chucky had to remove his pants and underwear to show me. It was soft with a tiny collar around the head. It had no arms and instead of legs, it had a tiny bag with two marbles. It was really cute. He told me his Dolly did a trick. Chucky rubbed it and it got stiff and really, really big. I clapped at the trick his Dolly did! I told Chucky that I wanted to hold his Dolly. Was that wrong Daddy?
Dad: Did you enjoy it, Sweetie?
Sammy: Oh, yes, Daddy!
Dad: If you enjoyed it, it was not naughty!
Sammy: I feel so much better now.
Dad: Did the Dolly do other tricks?
Sammy: Yes, Daddy. Chucky told me that his Dolly did a fantastic trick but I would have to help him.
Dad: Did you help, Sweetheart?
Sammy: Yes, Daddy. I petted the Dolly and Chucky showed me how to softly rub it. Then he asked me to kiss the Dolly and I DID! I licked it too. After a while Chucky had me take the Dolly’s head in my little mouth and nurse on it. It was like having one of Mom’s big nipples in my mouth. The Dolly was so warm and wonderful in my mouth. Chucky told me not to use my teeth. If I bit the Dolly, Chucky said he would have to spank me, so I didn’t. You know how much I hate to be spanked, don’t you Daddy?
Dad: Yes, Honey. You don’t like your little bottom to be as red as your hair do you?
Sammy: No, Daddy. That hurts.
Dad: Did the Dolly do the special trick?
Sammy: Sorry, Daddy, I forgot to finish my story, didn’t I. The very special trick was that the Dolly turned into a little fountain. Remember the fountain we saw last vacation?
Dad: Yes, Little One. But what about the trick?
Sammy: The Dolly made a fountain in my mouth. It was scary at first since my little mouth was so full so quickly but I swallowed and swallowed until my mouth was empty and it wasn’t scary any more.
Sammy grinned up at Daddy.
Dad: What did the fountain taste like, Sweetie?
Sammy: Oh Daddy, it was wonderful. Chucky told me that the Dolly juice would help me grow up and be a big and strong… like you. He said it would make my little peter grow…
Sammy: Daddy, can I ask you a question?
Dad: Anything Baby.
Sammy: Well… (He hesitated). While I have been sitting on your lap… Well… Do you have a Dolly too?
Dad: Yes I do; can you feel it?
Sammy: Oh, yes…
Sammy looked directly up into his Daddy’s eyes and asked him if he could see his Dolly.
Dad: Of course you can see it; hop down and I’ll get it for you.
After a few moments, Daddy stood in front of Sammy. He slowly pulled his underwear down. When it reached a certain point, his Dolly popped out and bounced up and down.
Sammy: Daddy, it’s beautiful. Can I pet it? Can I? Can I?
Dad: Certainly… come sit beside me.
Sammy: Why is it so much bigger than Chucky’s?
Dad: Because it is a special Dolly. It is a “Daddy Dolly”. Daddy Dollies do even more tricks than Dollies of regular guys.
Sammy: Wow, Daddy! Can you show me? Pretty please! Please!
Dad: Well… OK. But Mommy can never find out.
Sammy: Like Chucky’s secret.
Dad: NO! Daddy secrets are VERY SECRET! They can never be told. If you ever tell a Daddy secret, I will have to turn your little ass so RED, it will BURN. UNDERSTAND?
Sammy: (Meekly)… Yes Daddy. I will never tell anyone. But will you show me the special tricks… please.
Dad: Get on your knees between my feet. (Sammy obeys.)
Dad: Compare my Dolly to Chucky’s.
Sammy: It is so much bigger. It is HUMONGOUS! I learned that word in school! Chucky’s was straight; your Dolly is curved and has these “ropey” things around the sides. Yours has no collar but it has a hoodie that covers the end. Chucky’s was the same size from one end to the other. Yours has a huge head. Much bigger than the body. His had a little bag, yours has a large bag. The marbles inside are much bigger too. His had a little hair surrounding it but yours has none.
Dad: I shave my Dolly.
Sammy: One other thing Daddy. Your Dolly is prettier. It’s BEAUTIFUL. I love your Dolly, just like I love YOU, Daddy.
Dad: I love you too, Little One.
Sammy: Will it do tricks, now?
Dad: Take your little hands and make it grow.
Sammy: Like this Daddy? (He began to caress it.)
Dad: Let me show you how to make the Dolly’s head appear. (Daddy takes the skin and strips it back so the head appeared.)
Sammy: That is a wonderful trick. Thank you, Daddy!
Dad: Hold the skin down like that and lick the head. (Sammy started.)
Sammy: Am I doing it right, Daddy?
Dad: Lick it a little faster, Baby.
Sammy: Like this? (He licked faster.)
Dad: How does it taste?
Sammy: It tastes great! What is the little drop of water on the end?
Dad: That is another Daddy Dolly trick. Taste it. (He does.)
Sammy: That’s so nice.
Dad: I want you to nurse on the end now. Remember how?
Sammy: Certainly. I just don’t know if it will fit in my little mouth.
Dad: Try Sweetheart.
Sammy spends the next few minutes working hard to get the Dolly’s head in his mouth. Stretching his little lips wide, he pushes his mouth onto it a tiny bit at a time. The head finally pops in but he struggles to get it back out. His little teeth sc**** against the Dolly’s head as it finally comes out. He immediately puts in back in. Pop and Pull. Pop and Pull. Daddy was feeling both pleasure and pain.
Dad: Hold on for a second.
Sammy: What, Daddy?
Dad: It is time for the Dolly juice to come out but I need to warn you that my Dolly makes a lot more juice than Chucky’s Dolly. For that reason, I want you to just open your mouth and stick out your tongue. I’ll get the Dolly to spray you. I still want you to swallow what goes in your mouth but a lot of it is going on your face. Is that OK?
Sammy: Anything you say Daddy. (Sammy sits quietly with his mouth open and his tiny tongue out.)
Dad: (After stroking his Dolly…) Here it comes Sweetheart!
Dolly juice splashed Sammy’s face. Some went in his mouth to be instantly swallowed. Another blast hit him. Another. He swallowed again. Another blast. Daddy wiped the last few drops across his empty tongue and watched him swallow it.
Dad: Open your mouth and show Daddy that it is “all gone” Sammy. (He does.)
Dad: Good boy. Did you like that?
Sammy: I loved playing with your Dolly! What’s next?
Dad: We will have to go into my bedroom for the next tricks.
Sammy: Race you! (And he took off.)
Daddy undressed when he arrived and then undressed Sammy.
Sammy: Chucky never undressed me.
Dad: We will both need to naked for the next tricks. Are you uncomfortable?
Sammy: No Daddy. You used to bathe me and even wipe me when I was younger. (He blushes.)
Dad: Lay back on the bed for a minute.
Daddy proceeded to kiss and lick Sammy all over, but avoided his tiny peter. Daddy then had Sammy lay belly-down across a pillow. He continued to kiss Sammy.
Sammy: This is wonderful Daddy but where is your Dolly?
Dad: Dolly needed to rest for a few minutes but it will soon be ready to do more tricks.
Sammy: Goody!
After a few more minutes, Daddy reaches for some baby lotion, applies some to one finger and starts lubing Sammy’s pretty asshole. Sammy starts to squirm. Daddy’s finger slowly enters his tail. Sammy starts to pant and grunt. After getting more lotion, Daddy inserts two fingers in his sexy tight ass.
Sammy: It’s starting to hurt Daddy.
Dad: Sorry, we have to do this to get you ready for the Dolly.
Sammy begins to understand what the next trick might be. He smiles.
Sammy: OK, Daddy.
Daddy begins to twist his fingers and ram them deeply into Sammy’s ass. Sammy starts to enjoy it. Sammy remembered that Daddy said that anything he enjoyed was NOT naughty. His smile grew wider as his grunts grew louder. He was ready!
Sammy: Dolly, Daddy! Dolly! Please!
Daddy kissed Sammy’s sweet butt cheeks and got on his knees behind his son. His Dolly had returned to a “humongous” state. He rubbed the Dolly head against Sammy’s relaxed asshole and started to push the Dolly inside. Daddy would insert about an inch and stop. He waited until Sammy’s ass relaxed and inserted another in into his boy. Slowly but steadily, the Daddy Dolly disappeared into Sammy ass. Sammy was still smiling even as tiny tears slowly ran down his beautiful cheeks and dripped from his chin.
Sammy: I’m getting really full, Daddy.
Dad: Not much more to go. Hold on!
Sammy: OK, Daddy.
Daddy finally bottomed out. He still had more cock on the outside but it didn’t look like he could get any more inside his little boy. At least this time. When he stopped, he leaned over and whispered in Sammy ear.
Dad: This is one trick. And this is another…
Daddy started riding Sammy’s ass. Sammy nearly passed out but held on to sanity because he wanted to find out all of Daddy’s wonderful Dolly tricks. The large Dolly head was stretching Sammy’s hole so good.
After what seemed to Sammy to be an eternity, Daddy whispered again.
Daddy: Here’s another trick.
Warm Dolly juice sprayed into Sammy’s ass. His ass filled and pressure mounted. Sammy felt something strange and exciting happening to his peter. He never felt this way before. After finishing, Daddy pulled his Dolly out. Daddy gripped Sammy’s little peter and stroked it for a few minutes. Sammy had his first climax.
He flopped around like a goldfish on the floor.
Sammy screamed, he laughed, he cried.
Daddy picked Sammy up in his strong arms talked to him.
Dad: There are even more tricks for Dolly to show you.
Sammy: Please not today, I’m tired. Can’t I rest?
Dad: Of course Sweetie. You have a lifetime of Daddy Dolly tricks in your future. I will show all of them to you in time.
***
Scott looked down at the beautiful young man in his arms. Sammy had climaxed so hard during the fantasy, he had nearly passed out. Sammy was smiling up at Scott.
Scott: Did you enjoy your fantasy with Daddy?
Sammy: Thank you, Scott. It was wonderful. Can we do this again? (He grinned.)
Scott: From now on, I will always be your Daddy!
And from that day, I have been,
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