Just Punishment II

Sunday Morning!

Daddy made Son get up early on Sunday Morning.  True to his word, Daddy intended to make this day the first day of Son's availability to Jerry to begin working off his debt.  Jerry asked that he be sent over early.  He
even left his front door unlocked so that Son could let himself in and make his way to Jerry's Bedroom in case Jerry was still in bed.  It was the only day of the week that Jerry had all to himself, and he liked to sleep in late
on Sunday mornings.

Daddy made Son pack his backpack for the day, including plenty of diapers and changing essentials...wipes, powder, etc.  It was going to be a long day for Son and it was essential that Son not make any more mistakes.  If he
did, he would be compounding his debt and would have even more to "work off".  Son also wanted to be sure he had plenty of supplies because he knew he would have to go bare if he ran out, and it embarrassed him to no end to
even think of being naked in front of Jerry.  Not being his daddy, Son did not think Jerry had any right to see his peepee.  He did not even want Jerry to change him and was worried about how to get around that without
occasionally slipping home to his real daddy for a change.

That last thought was short-lived, however.  As soon as he was packed and ready to go, Daddy sat Son down on his lap and told him that Son had been given to Jerry for the full day, well into the evening if Jerry desired, and
Son was to make no attempt to leave.  Daddy made Son promise to stay with Jerry and to do anything and everything Jerry asked of him, no matter what. Daddy told son that Jerry was his "Daddy" for this day and a number of days
to come, and Son is required to be as totally responsive and respectful of Jerry as he has always been to his real Daddy.

Daddy then gave son a big hug and kiss and told him to go on over to jerry's house, to go on in the house, and to find his new "Daddy" for the day.

Son stepped up to Jerry's front door, but he did not think it right to enter without knocking, so he gave a little knock on the door.  After a long pause and no answer, he gave another knock.  Still no answer, he began to hope
that Jerry would not be home and he could go back to his own Daddy for the day.  He remembered his direction from and his promise to his Daddy, however, and he remembered being told that the door would be left open for
him, so he tested the latch.  To his disappointment, it was unlocked, and the door opened.

Son was very nervous.  After all, it was his "mistake" the last time he was in this house that landed him in his current predicament.  As he entered the foyer, Son thought how much larger and menacing the house seemed being so
quiet and dark.  None of the lights were on and it seemed like nobody was home.  Moments later, however, the silence was broken by a sort of faint snorting that seemed like it came from the back of the house.  Since he
remembered being told that Jerry might still be asleep, he started walking toward the back bedroom area, letting his backpack slip from his shoulders to the floor as he made his way back.

As Son made his way to the back of Jerry's house, the snoring got louder, making it obvious that Jerry was home and was also still sleeping.  It also made it easy to find his bedroom.  He made his way to the door to Jerry's
bedroom and peeked in.  The lights were still off, but the slightly parted curtain allowed a great deal of the morning sun cut through the sheer curtains, allowing a very lighted view of the interior of the bedroom.

The room was well furnished with huge cushioned furniture befitting a big man like Jerry.  As said earlier, Jerry was about 6' tall and weighted about 300 lbs.  Son did not know it, but Jerry had been a star college football
player and had even played a couple of years in the Pros.  His rock-hard physique had long since deteriorated and was now quite pudgy, but it was obvious that he had been a very strong bull of a man at an earlier time.

On the far side of the room was a massive Oak Post bed, very manly looking, and there was Jerry laying on his back deep in sleep from the sound of his snoring.  He only had a thin sheet pulled over him, and Son watched as the
sheet would rise and then slowly fall in synchronization with Jerry's heavy snoring.  Son did not want to risk making jerry mad if he woke him, so he just went over and took a seat in the big cushioned chair by Jerry's bed and watched him as he slept.

A short while later, Jerry began to stir a bit, preliminary evidence that he was beginning to wake.  He was obviously no longer in a deep sleep and began to toss and turn.  As he did, he must have found himself getting a bit warm
because he continued to kick the sheet off until he laid there again on his back without cover.

Son's eyes were fixed on Jerry.  Sons real Daddy always slept in his shorts except on occasions that Son was with him when he fell asleep.  Here was Jerry lying flat on his back still almost fully asleep without a stitch of
clothing.  In the full beauty of his nakedness, Son could not help but admire and fear his massive physical presence.  Not only was he a big strong man, he was also a very hairy man.  The image of a big old Grizzly Bear was
a natural image for Son to have.  His quite restful state at present looked sweet and cuddly, Son had also found the day before that he could be rough and menacing.

Son studied Jerry.  Son had noticed the previous day that Jerry had a heavy shadow on his face from not shaving on Saturday morning.  By Sunday morning, it was twice as much so. His beard was very thick, but he had sort of a baby
face look.  his hair was thick, but it looked soft, not wiry.  It never seemed to stop, either.  Although there was an obvious point to which he shaved down his neck to his chest and back, his fur was continuous, front and back, all down his massive chest, back, stomach, ass, and legs.  A real bear of a man if there ever was one, and the fur was all thick but soft.
The kind Son liked to rub his face into and snuggle up next to to keep warm. His real Daddy was Hairy, but not nearly so furry as Jerry.

As Son began to admire his substitute Daddy's furry body, Jerry began to stir a bit more.  His snoring began to change more to moans, and Son's eyes were diverted to a growing concern between Jerry's legs.  What had been the
cute folds of foreskin over the tip of Jerry's peepee peeking out from his chubbiness and the thick dark curls of his furry crotch was now growing into a much longer and very thick hard peepee like Daddy's.  It was not nearly so long as Daddy's when hard, but it looked a lot thicker.  Daddy sometimes has Son put his hand around Daddy's peepee and rub his hand up and down its length, but Son does not think he could get his hand around Jerry's peepee. Son is not sure he could even get both hands around Jerry's.

Son did not know it, but Jerry was having a very nice dream.  Sleeping late on Sunday mornings would often lead to really good dreams.  Maybe that is why Jerry would so often wake up feeling so horny when he had the opportunity
to sleep in like this.  All Son could tell is that Jerry was moaning in a pleasurable way and his peepee looked like it was going to burst it was so thick and hard.  Occasionally, Jerry would reach down in his sleep under his big furry belly and rub his peepee, moaning even louder when he did. Seemingly without realizing it, he would rub his peepee, sliding the
foreskin up and over the end of the thick club until its entire head glistened from the little wet drops of dew emanating from the little slit at its tip.  Son could not help but feel twinges of pleasure between his own legs as he watched his new "Daddy" toss and turn in the throws of his unconscious pleasure.

Suddenly, Jerry's eyes opened.  It startled both of them for a short moment. Jerry was momentarily startled until he realized that his new "Son" for the day was suppose to be there, and Son was startled and quite embarrassed by
his circumstance and having been caught looking and watching Jerry.  It was hard to hide his curiosity in Jerry's full nakedness and the hardness of his peepee, and he knew that Jerry knew.

"Good morning, Son", Jerry said as he rolled over on his side toward his new "Son for the Day".  "Hello Mr. Jerry", Son responded shyly.  Jerry was quick to correct son and told him there would be no "Mr. Jerry" used today.
Today, Son would call Jerry "Daddy" and Son would say "yes Sir" whenever given a direction.  "Yes Sir", responded Son.

"How long have you been here?", Jerry asked.  "A While", Son responded.  "I did not think I should wake you, so I have just been sitting here."  "You haven't wet that chair have you?", Jerry asked.  "No Sir, I promise" responded Son, but Son knew that he was now needing to go pretty bad and reluctantly told Jerry so.  Jerry told him to go ahead and pee in his diaper
and they would change it.  Son was embarrassed about where this was obviously heading, but he had to go too bad, so he complied.  It did feel good as he loosened his bladder and he could feel the warm wet flow of pee coming from
his peepee and flooding his crotch.  It was a feeling that he so enjoyed. Jerry then made Son lye on his big bed as he undid the diaper and removed in, throwing it into the waste can beside the bed for the time being.  Jerry then went to his bathroom and retrieved a hand rag soaked in warm water and returned to Son.  He told Son to spread his legs wide apart so he could wipe
and clean him up.  Son embarrassingly complied, knowing that his cheeks were flush with embarrassment.

As Jerry softly and gently wiped Son's bottom and crotch, Son could not help but notice that Jerry still had a very big and hard peepee.  Jerry caught him looking at it and asked Son if he had ever seen a big man's peepee hard
like that?  Son responded that his Daddy's peepee was sometimes hard and long, but not as "big".  Jerry grinned.

rather than putting another diaper on Son, Jerry crawled back into bed next to Son and pulled him close to him.  "Would you like to touch your new Daddy's peepee?", Jerry asked.  "I'm not sure I should," Son replied.  Jerry asked if Son's real Daddy had given him any direction about obeying his new Daddy today, and Son admitted that he was told to do anything he was told.
So, Daddy directed Son to put his hand on Daddy's peepee and rub it.  Son was right before.  When he put his hand on Daddy's peepee, he could not rap his hand more than about half way around it, so he put both hands on it.
Together, they were able to reach around it's great girth.  At Jerry's direction and with a little initial help, he began to rub the skin up and down its short but broad length.  Son noticed that the skin slid up and down
a lot easier than that of his real Daddy, probably because it was shorter.

His new Daddy reached between his legs and began stroking his little peepee until it too quickly grew hard.  Son's would never be as big as Daddy's, but Jerry seemed to enjoy it anyway.  Son could feel Daddy's peepee throbbing as
he rubbed Son's crotch and peepee.

Suddenly, Daddy seemed to lift Son off the bed and turned him on to his stomach.  Daddy asked if his real Daddy had ever played with his bottom, to which Son answered "yes".  Jerry told Son he wanted him to spread
his legs wide apart while he played with his pooh pooh and to let him know if it hurt.

Daddy reached over into a drawer and pulled out a tube of something Son had never seen.  He unscrewed the top and poured some out slowly onto his fingers, and then replaced the top and put the tube back into the drawer.
He then leaned back against Son and placed his moist fingers between the cheeks of Son's butt and began to spread the clear liquid gel up and down Son's crack, especially around his pooh pooh hole.  Son drew his crack
together quickly at first because the liquid was cold, but his cheeks relaxed as Daddy continued to rub up and down his crack.

Dad continued to rub his fingers around Son's crack, but gently began to rub the now warm liquid into Son's pooh pooh hole.  First he just barely inserted his middle finger just a little and began to rub it in and around the inner edges of his bum.  Son's hole was tight at first, but it began to loosen with continued massaging.  Soon, Daddy was inserting his short fat
middle finger all the way up to the hilt as he slowly but firmly moved it in and out of Son's bum.  It hurt son a bit for a while when Daddy would go all the way in, but then it started feeling good.

Daddy could feel Son's bum hole lessen after a bit, so he placed his fat short forefinger with the middle finger and started sliding both in.  Son winced at first, but only at first.  He quickly found this to feel good too.
Daddy worked his two fingers in and out firmly, getting faster and more firm as time went by until he had Son really excited.  All the while he was prodding at Son's bum, his left hand was under Son's belly fondling his hard
little peepee, sliding the foreskin up and down over the moist little head.

All of a sudden, Jerry propped himself up on his knees, reached under Son and lifted him almost completely off the bed.  He grabbed a couple of huge fluffy pillows with his other hand and stuffed them under Son's belly,
resulting in Son's butt being left shoved up into the air toward Daddy.  "I want you to lie real still, Son, and be calm and relaxed.  Daddy wants to feel his peepee inside of Son, and it may hurt a little at first, but Daddy
promises Son that it will not hurt for long and that it will feel good to Son quickly.  I promise I will stop and pause if it begins to hurt."

Son was very afraid now.  He knew how wide Daddy was and he new that he was a lot wider than his real Daddy, and even his real Daddy had hurt badly the first time he had put his peepee into Son's pooh pooh hole.  But there was
nothing Son could do.  He had been told to obey, and Daddy was too strong and massive to disobey.  He knew Daddy could do anything he wanted whether he cooperated or not.  He started to cry in anticipation of the pain.

Daddy stopped and calmed Son.  He told him not to be afraid and to trust Daddy not to hurt him.  He had no intention of hurting Son.  In fact, he promised Son that by the time they finished Son would want to continue and
would want to come visit his new Daddy every chance he could.  This made Son feel a little better, but he still whimpered slightly as Daddy recommenced
his efforts.

Daddy again took the tube from the drawer and smeared the clear liquid gel all over Son's pooh pooh hole.  Again the liquid was cold, but Daddy soon warmed it up as he worked it into the hole.  Daddy then got real close
behind son and placed the head of his uncut peepee right up against Son's pooh pooh hole, working it all around and ever so slightly into the hole. He told son to be sure to keep his legs as spread apart as he could to help
daddy get close.

Daddy took the head of his peepee and placed it directly at the rim of the hole. It was very slippery as Daddy pressed his body forward just a little at a time, barely inching his peepee into Son's bum just a hair at a time.
Daddy could feel Son beginning to tighten up in resistance and warned him to relax and let it loosen or it would hurt even more.  As Son relaxed just a little at Daddy's order, Daddy pressed his massive body down on Son and with
a single press the thick plum head of his peepee shot forward trough the foreskin and into Son's overly stretched little hole.  Son winced in Pain and let out a loud moan.  Then he bit his tongue, afraid that he would wake
the neighborhood.

Daddy understood that Son was in initial pain and did not try to push further.  He just reached under Son with his right hand and found Son's tight little peepee and again began to stroke the foreskin up and down.  Son
had never felt such pain and pleasure at the same time.  His real Daddy had
long since "explored" his poohpooh hole, but not with nearly so "big" a peepee, and his real Daddy usually did not try to play with him at the same time.  His new Daddy was hurting him and making him feel ecstasy at the same
time.  Emotionally, he did not know whether to cry or smile.

Daddy could feel Son begin to respond.  Not only did his little peepee continue to get harder under Daddy's firm grip, but Daddy could also feel his bum to begin to relax and soften to the huge intrusion it was suffering.
It was a very slow response, but Daddy was determined to be very patient so that son would leave remembering the event with utmost enjoyment, not fear and pain.  He very very slowly and carefully began moving his hips in a slow
short circular motion, not moving in further, but just moving the head of his massive cock inside Son's sweet tight little bum.  The more he moved it and stroked Son's peepee, the more Son relaxed and opened more widely to his
seduction.

After a long adjustment period, Daddy felt Son was ready for more, so he gradually began pushing his cock deeper, only a small amount every minute or so.  Each time, Son would let out a little squeal of pain, but then each
time Son would soon soften more to the intrusion.  It seemed to Son like eternity, but within about 15 minutes, Daddy had worked his cock most of the way in.  At this time, he thought longer strokes were in order.

Daddy could feel Son's pleasure each time he slowly eased his massive cock out a bit, and then similarly feel his pain when he would push back forward, each time trying to gain a little more distance up his rear, until finally
Daddy had his entire length and breadth buried up Son's tight little bum. There would be no more pain for Son, just pleasure for both.

Daddy pulled the pillows up a little higher under Son to get a good angle on his sweet little bottom and to also get a better grip on his little peepee.  Once settled, he began to slowly work his thick juicy cock in and out as he rubbed the foreskin up and down the length of Son's tiny but stiff little peepee.  Son had softened to his intrusion and was now feeling
nothing but ecstasy from both directions.

Daddy worked his cock in and out, picking up the speed over the next few minutes.  Daddy had never been in such a tight and sweet young bum as this and was not able to delay his raw manly response to the ecstasy of the situation.  Daddy could feel the tension building in his groin.  It seemed to start deep in his groin, build as it spread to the tips of his toes, and then his whole body seemed to explode in pleasure as the cum began to surge up through his groin to be deposited deep within Son's tight little bum.  As it shot forth the hot juices into Son, it must have hit Son's insides like a bolt of lightning.  Son's whole body began to shake as he too shot forth the largest quantity of cum he had ever experienced all over Daddy's hand.
Daddy just kept on milking Son's little peepee until every last drop had emerged.  In return, Son's bum muscles just kept constricting over and over until they had naturally milked Daddy for all they could.

Daddy did not withdraw at first.  He just rolled over to Son's side carrying son with him, so that they both ended up on their sides with Daddy's cock still in Son.  Not far, since it was beginning to loose its massive stature, but still in him just the same. Daddy could still feel Son's uncontrollable contractions from the joy he had experienced.  They lay there Son wrapped up
in Daddy's massive hairy arms drawn close against Daddy's warm furry body, and with Daddy's now soft little peepee still slightly inside Son's now relaxed little bum until they both fell asleep.  Their "get acquainted" period was over.  A nice cuddly nap was in order before they set out to enjoy the rest of the day and many days yet to cum! :)

TO BE CONTINUED!