The Perfect Son Pt. 3
A few days had ed since Dave imposed his will over Sam, and Dave had been making the most of his newfound control. For one, Sam no longer wore shirts or pants in the house anymore. Dave made sure to get him a few pairs of very tight underwear, which quickly became the only thing Sam found he could physically put on. Quite a few more videos were taken of Sam in various sexual positions; tied to the bed, face down with spread legs, kneeling with an open mouth, and plenty more. Dave’s assumption that people would enjoy videos of Sam proved correct, and within just a few days, the money was already starting to pour in.
Dave was sitting in his cubicle at work, waiting for the moment that he could start rushing home. Sam had been commanded to work out for the hours leading up to Dave’s arrival from work, and Dave could practically smell the thick aroma of Sam’s rank, sweaty underwear filling his nostrils. Between that and the image of Sam’s bulging muscles glistening in sweat, Dave’s dick was rock hard. Thankfully, just a few minutes later, the clock ed 5 and hev immediately rushed to his car, getting home as quickly as possible.
As Dave opened his front door, he heard footsteps rushing up from the basement and just as he closed the door behind him, he was met by a deep kiss from Sam. The pair’s arms immediately wrapped around each other as Dave pushed his tongue into Sam’s mouth. Dave gleefully thought back to the look on Sam’s face when he ordered him to meet him at the door with a makeout sesh before turning his attention back to his son’s lips pressing against his own. Dave slid one hand down to Sam’s sweaty ass and pressed their crotches tightly together while he sloppily pushed his tongue into his son’s throat.
After a short while, Dave broke off the kiss and gestured for Sam to go wait in the living room. He quickly stripped off all of his clothes and sat down next to Sam on the couch. Dave stroked his son’s cheek with the back of his finger, causing Sam to wince a little. “So I’ve been thinking,” Dave started, “now that you’re my slave, maybe I should get you a branded collar. I think you’d look great with a slutty collar wrapped tight around your neck, and seeing as you’re already my slave, why not look the part?”
“Please Dad anything but that! I’ll keep making out with you and doing all the chores and making videos, just please not a collar. Isn’t it enough to keep me locked up here all day as your slave? Isn’t fucking and groping me at every waking hour and puppeteering my body around enough? Please don’t also make me wear a collar” Sam pleaded profusely, with a look of abject terror plastered across his face.
“Stop blathering right now or I’ll make you be silent” Dave ordered. Sam immediately stopped speaking, as he had realized that willingly being quiet was preferable to having his lips forcibly shut. “Now as I was saying, I really think a collar will do you some good. I’ll order something soon. I’m sure you’ll look great in it. Now go clean the kitchen, it’s filthy. And do it all by hand”
Sam immediately stood up and grabbed some wipes from the drawer. Dave watched, a leery expression in his eyes, as Sam got on his hands and knees and manually scrubbed the tile flooring. “Stick your ass in the air. It’s sexier” Dave taunted. In response, Sam’s back arched, causing his muscular butt to wave around in the air. Dave sat and watched for a bit, his dick totally hard. Once a little bit of pre came out of his cock, Dave decided to set up the camera and release some tension.
Dave waltzed over to the kitchen, leaned down and whispered in Sam’s ear, “take off your underwear, it’s time for Daddy to have his fun. Oh and make sure to put on a show.” Sam tore off his underwear, bit his bottom lip, and looked at the camera while sticking his ass up at his Dad. Dave eagerly grabbed his son’s butt and gave it a few squeezes. He then took his rock hard cock and slowly pushed it into Sam’s massive, tight ass.
Dave groaned a little as he slid his cock all the way into his son’s butt, savoring the feeling of Sam’s tight ass grinding against his dick. As soon as Dave started to fuck him, Sam started moaning like crazy. “Oh god yes Daddy!!” Sam screamed. From the perspective of the camera, Sam was having the time of his life. Within his own mind though, Sam wanted to cry or scream, but he couldn’t do a thing. The worst part though, was that Sam could feel his dick getting harder. He knew it was a command forcefully put in his mind, but that knowledge didn’t make the subtle feelings of arousal go away.
Dave grabbed Sam’s hips as he fucked him, fucking Sam faster and harder with every thrust. As he felt his son’s juicy ass slapping against him, Dave only felt his arousal growing. Dave moved one of his hands from Sam’s hips and started to spank his son’s butt between thrusts. Sam kept moaning and panting, unable to express the pain and shame he felt as his Dad fucked and spanked him on camera. Dave kept fucking and slapping Sam until his ass had a red spot on it in the shape of Dave’s hand. Eventually, Dave couldn’t hold it in much longer and he pulled out, covering Sam’s back and hair in his Dad’s semen.
Dave collapsed onto his lap as he grabbed Sam’s hair, pulling him backwards onto his lap. Wrapping one arm around Sam’s muscled torso and keeping the other on Sam’s head, the two made out for a short while before Dave ended the video. As soon as the camera clicked shut, Sam’s demure expression faded and he collapsed on the floor, defeated. “Did I say you were done with the kitchen? I should be able to see my reflection on the tile.” Dave barked and Sam immediately got up and started wiping the floors once again. “Oh and when you’re done, meet me in my room. I like feeling your body against mine while I fall asleep.”
Sam hated nights when he had to sleep in his Dad’s bed, and prayed that he might forget one of these days, but he never did. After an hour or two on the kitchen floor, Sam was finally finished. Instead of being able to relax or go out, he felt his body stand up and climb the stairs to his Dad’s room. Sam saw his Dad, patting a spot on the bed, and unwillingly walked over to curl up next to him. Dave slid his hands around Sam, groping his pecs and abs while pressing his dick against Sam’s bubble butt. Eventually, both men fell asleep.