Dirty Gay Daddies Volume 2: A Collection of Hot Gay Stories

By Lucas Loveless

This a collection of gay romance and erotica stories featuring hot, gay daddies. These studs know how to take control, so sit back and get a fan ready. These daddies are about to make your dirty gay fantasies come to life.

Stories inside:

Punished by My Girlfriend's Cop Father

When a young stud gets caught in the act by his girlfriend's father, he'll find out just how a cop daddy punishes a horny young man. At first he resists, but it doesnt take long for the young stud to give into the man's rough desires. By the end of his punishment, this young stud will never be the same.

Pounded by My Daughter's Boyfriend

He always hated his daughter's boyfriend. But hate can turn to lust real fast. And this gay daddy is about to find out just how badly his daughter's boyfriend wants him, too.

F##k in the Truck

He's a young stud with a secret. His father's friend is a sexy older man who he can tell anything to. When they find out how badly they want each other, their drive in the truck will become the hottest experience of their lives.

Sleeping with the Outlaws

A young farm boy gets kidnapped by two alpha outlaws. At first, they want to hold him for ransom, but after finding out how dirty and sexy this farm boy can be, there's no way they're letting him go.

Bonus Story

This is a collection of explicit gay content. It contains graphic sex scenes and is meant for mature readers.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lucas Loveless
• Release date: Jan 23, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005976545

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DIRTY

GAY

DADDIES

VOLUME 2

A Collection Hot Gay Stories

Written by Lucas Loveless

TABLE OF CONTENTS

Punished by My Girlfriend’s Cop Father

Pounded by My Daughter’s Boyfriend

F##k in the Truck

Sleeping with the Outlaws

Bonus Story

Punished by My Girlfriend’s Cop Father

Chapter One

I was caught with my pants around my ankles, literally. There I was, in the back alley behind a bar called Crazy Gains with my date on her knees in front of me. She was 19, and I was a horny 25 year old guy with a thick, raging cock that needed release so badly I could hardly stand it.

Oh, Chase, baby, she said in a whiny, high pitch. This is so big.

I looked down. Her pretty, red lips were close to my 8 inch pecker. Jeans around my ankles, my shirt unbuttoned, a sweat started to form on my chest and stomach in the hot summer night. Caroline, come on. We're going to get caught out here. I looked left and right down each way of the alley. Downtown Dallas, at least in this area, wasn't the ideal place to get some head in public. But I needed it.

I had needed some sex for weeks now, ever since I met my girlfriend's father. And here was another dirty little secret, as Caroline placed her soft lips around my cock and started to suck, in my head, I saw her father.

Fuck, I groaned, thinking about Dan's handsome face. Yes, I groaned thinking about his strong, broad shoulders. I started imagining her father's cock, and I licked my lips as I longed to know what it felt like in my mouth.

Caroline moaned with my dick in between her lips. Is that good, Chase?

Yeah, baby, I told her. Keep going. I'm already so close.

I grabbed my balls. They were full because I hadn't come in over a week. I hadn't had time. Between weight training and school applications, I had hardly any time to even stroke my cock once. Keep going, I moaned. Yeah, baby, keep going!

My balls tightened. I shut my eyes and tilted my head back. My girlfriend was giving me exactly what I needed, and I was about to bust, images of her brute father in my head. Dan, I whispered, longing to feel his thick manhood in my palm. Yes!

Hands up now!

Out of nowhere the blinding light of a flashlight broke our heated moment. Shit, I said as I scrambled for my jeans. But the cold, deep voice ordered me, Hands up, punk! I raised my hands. My jeans were around my ankles. And my cock was still hard and plain to see in the light of the flashlight. And then it hit me, I recognized that voice.

Daddy? Caroline fixed her skirt and made like she hadn't just been engulfing my prick. Daddy what are you doing?

Caroline, get over here, her father ordered. He lowered the flashlight, and the street lights at the end of the alleyway gave enough light to see his fierce gaze and furrowed eyebrows. What the hell are you doing? No, don't answer that. Just get to the squad car.

Yes sir. Caroline shot me a sorrowful glance. She shrugged her shoulders and mouthed, Sorry, before she turned and abandoned me to the wrath of her uniformed dad.

Dan, I know what this looks like, I said nervously. My hands were up and my palms were sweaty. But uh, it's not. I don't know what the he'll I was thinking. Did I really think I could explain myself out of This?

Dan put one hand on his belt and approached me slowly with a wide, commanding strut. His eyes narrowed upon me, and from the way he scowled, I felt about ready to buckle in fear. It looks to me, Chase, he said, like your standing in some back alley with your pecker out, hard as a rock. He shined the flashlight on my dick.

I gulped, and I knew damn well I wouldn't be able to get my cock to go flaccid. I was too horny. And not even being scared as hell of Dan was going to change that.

Was my daughter sucking on your cock, Chase?

I looked him in the eyes and grit my teeth. I didn't have the nerve to answer.

Dan grunted in anger. For fucks sake, Chase. Pull your damn pants up.

I scrambled to get my jeans back up around my waist. But when I tried to get the button done, I found it hard to get my erect cock tucked inside. I looked up and caught Dan watching me struggle. His eyes were on my cock. And there was a hunger in his gaze that I had seen before in the weeks I had dated his daughter. Sorry, sir, I muttered. It ached to shove my hard cock into my jeans and zip them up, but I did it. And then I stood awkward and uncomfortable before my girlfriends father, my prick creating a massive bulge inside my pants.

Dan approached me. He looked down into my eyes like he was ready to fight. Shoulders raised, eyes stern, he told me, You're gonna learn your lesson tonight, son. Believe me.

Ten minutes later I found myself on the back of Dan's squad car. His daughter rode passenger. By then, Dan was off his shift and was able to drove his daughter to north Dallas and drop her off at her mother's house. Daddy, I'm sorry you had to see me like that, she tried to tell him. Just get inside, Caroline, her father said. We can talk about this later.

Dan looked in the rearview mirror and caught my eyes as I looked back at him. His brows were thick and lowered into a glare. This man hated me, I could feel it even through the rearview mirror. I shifted nervously on the metal sear of the police car, my wrists chaffing under the metal of some handcuffs that Dan had placed around them. My stomach dropped as Caroline exited the car and left me alone with her father.

Daddy, what are you going to do to Chase?

Dan looked at me once again through the rearview mirror. Don't worry, baby girl. I'll take care of him.

I gulped. Take care of me? What the hell did that mean?

Dan drove us away from suburbia and out to a stare park in Dallas called White Lake Rock. There were some walking trails, miles long, that stretched around a Texas sized lake. The area was beautiful, but during the summer it was off limits past midnight. From the clock on the squad car dash, I saw it was just past twelve.

Dan parked outside the gated entrance to the park. Don't go anywhere, son, he said sarcastically, knowing I couldn't even more my arms forward.

Crazy fucker, I said under my breath. My heart was pounding. And in a nervous sweat I watched through the light of the headlights as Dan went to the gate and unlocked it. He got back in the car and drove us forward into the park, where no one else would be.

Dan, sir, please, I'm sorry, I started to beg. I just, I guess I wasn't thinking. And it was your daughters idea, man!

Dan slammed on the brakes.

I flew forward and hit my window on the grate between us. Fuck!

Dan stepped out. He opened the back door and grabbed me by the arm. Come on, son.

Ouch! Jesus, fine. I let the man drag me out of the cop car. I stood up straight, and my forehead hurt in the spot I had slammed. Sir, please don't kill me.

He put his hand up near my face, and I flinched. Chase, relax. I'm not going to hurt you. He gently placed his fingers on the knot on my forehead. He gently rubbed the spot. I winced in the sting of pain at first, but after a moment I breathed easier ad the lain subsided. Sorry about that, Dan said. I didn't mean for you to bump your head like that. He looked into my eyes and paused. I don't want to hurt you, Chase.

I sighed in relief. But then, I looked around at the secluded parking lot we had come to. The lake was before us, and the woods were all around us. And we were alone, me and this cop, completely alone. Then why are we here?

Because I have a girlfriend sleeping at my apartment, and you're living with your dad.

So...

So, how am I supposed to teach you a lesson about cock sucking if we can't get some privacy?

My eyes flew open. Sir? I almost choked on the question. What. What do you mean, a lesson in cock sucking?

Dan put his firm, big hand on the side of my neck. Chase, let's not fuck around with each other anymore, okay? After all these weeks, I know we've wanted each other. I know we've wanted to take this further than what happened between us last week.

For a moment, I flashed back to the previous week, where Dan stroked off with his hungry eyes on my naked body.

When I caught you tonight with my daughter, Dan continued, I was furious. No man wants to see his daughter treated like that. But, I was also jealous.

Jealous?

Dan nodded. He put the back of his fingers on my chest and grazed them down over my stomach. My shirt was still undone, so I felt his bare fingers upon my warm skin. I started breathing shorter and faster as he made his way down to my lower stomach. He traced his fingertips along my happy trail. He caressed the bottom of my stomach just above my jeans. I was jealous because she got to have something I couldn't. You.

Sir? My chest was rising and falling fast with shallow, rapid breaths. I felt hot. I felt, aroused, as the blood pumped hard through my body and to my cock where I started to swell.

Don't lie to yourself, Chase. You want me, too. He took a step back and grabbed his belt. He undated the gun strap and nights stick holder and lay them on the gravel. But don't think I'm going to be easy on you, son. You still have to learn your lesson. If you wanted my daughter to suck on your pecker, you're gonna have to know what it's like to suck one, too.

I froze. My eyes fell from his gaze, to his crotch. His legs were spread apart a little, and I knew the kind of giant dick he was packing. I had seen it before. And I wanted to see it again.

You can either learn your lesson, by sucking on my cock, son, Dan said as he unzipped his fly. Or you can spend the night in the slammer. What's it gonna be?

I bit my bottom lip. My whole life I had never done anything like this. I was the popular guy, the athlete weight lifter, the good, all American boy who was applying for grad school. And now, I was handcuffed and being forced to suck on my girlfriend's father's big, hard cock.

Fuck, I whispered as Dan reached into his fly to retrieve his dick. What was I gonna do?

Chapter Two

Two weeks earlier...

I was in the shower on a Friday evening, with my hand between my legs, breathing heavy and panting under the steamy water as I stroked my horny cock closer and closer to coming. Fuck, I said under my breath. Soap rinsed down off my rippling body, built from spending my teenage years and early 20s lifting weights on a strict, regular basis. Fuck, I moaned louder. I shut my eyes and tried to imagine the perfect pussy, but I couldn't get into it. It had been almost a year by that Friday evening that I had been having different kind of urges. Urges for men.

I put one hand on the wet tile and braced myself. I thrust into my palm. I squeezed my shaft and fucked my own hand with my thick, eight inch long cock. Precome was slinging from the head and some stuck to the wall. Water and sweat dripped down my body, and I wanted to come so bad that my balls were hurting for it. My big, hairy balls needed some release as I hadn't jerked off in days. Come on! I grunted. But I could not get my body to reach the edge. Thinking about pussy just wasn't enough.

I stopped for a moment and let the hot water rinse off the rest of the soap. I looked down. What's wrong with me? My bangs hung in front of my eyes and water dripped onto my face. I shut my eyes, and my horny, 25 year old brain conjured another image that had my cock quivering for more. I thought about... dick.

Big dick. Hairy dick. I thought about the cocks I had seen in the locker room during high school. I thought about the naked guys I had seen in the locker room in college. Thinking about it made my cock twitch for more of my hand. Breathing faster, I wrapped my palm around my shaft and stroked. Fuck, I whimpered. I leaned against the wall. I felt a tightness in my groin that ached too good to ignore. I dipped my hand lower and felt my swollen taint. The hairs were wet. My taint was pulsing. Yes, I whispered as I rubbed the sensitive spot. My abs started to flex. I thrust forward. My fingers ventured further back until the tip of my middle finger brushed against my tight, virgin asshole. Images of beautiful, raging hard cocks raced through my mind while I started to toy my little hole.

What the fuck, I asked myself. I looked down and saw my cock spitting precome like a river. I saw my hand in between my legs, and I felt my asshole pucker and ask for more teasing. I'm crazy. I'm going crazy. I hadn't been this turned on in, I didn't know how long. But my body was shaking as I slid the tip of my middle finger into my asshole and satisfied the itch. Yes! I grabbed the top of the shower door to brace myself as I started drilling my hole with my finger. I was gentle at first, but my ass wanted it so bad that I fucked myself mercilessly with my middle finger. Yes! I grunted. My hand print was hot and wet on the steamy shower door. Fuck yes! I bucked my hips forward. My cock bounced up and down, and the tightness built to an uncontrollable release of pleasure as my asshole gripped my finger tight and pulsed. My come spewed onto the shower wall in jet streams of sticky white. It dripped down the wall as I continued to shake from the intense release.

I grabbed the shower door again and caught myself from falling. I grabbed my cock and stroked it, feeling it pulse. I felt drained after such an orgasm, and there was a gallon of come on the shower wall and floor now. Fuck, I said, breathing in the sweet relief of such a great orgasm.

That's when my bathroom door swung open and crashed against the wall. Chase Frankston!

Dad! I stood up straight and faced away from the glass shower door. My cock was still red and hard, and I didn't need my dad seeing that. What are you doing?

I called my friend Ted this morning, you know, the one that works for Harvard?

I sighed under my breath and rolled my eyes. It wasn't exactly

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