Teaching My Boy

Dave London desperately needed a boy. So he went online to order one. There was only one problem. When the kid showed up, he was there for Dave's buddy, Marco Napoli. Turns out the swarthy hung stud had ordered Daniel first. Dave had no choice but to contain his jealousy and disappear into the house, leaving the boy to Marco. But Dave is a patient man. He didn't mind being second, especially since he's rarely as nasty with his boys as Marco. Plus, Dave didn't mind that the kid had already been used. In fact, it added to the thrill. Besides, there were things he could still teach the boy. Like swimming. Daniel was reluctant at first, but Dave coaxed him into the pool. There, holding the boy firmly, Dave guided Daniel, teaching him how to stay afloat. Daniel let himself go completely, entrusting his life to this new Daddy. Dave took advantage of the situation, caressing Daniel, stroking his belly, and tenderly groping his ass. After moments of tenderness in the pool, his cock and lust growing with each touch, grope, and stroke of the kid's tender body, Dave brought Daniel into the house. There, they dried off and dove right into an even bigger, deeper, life lesson. The lesson? That Daddies, no matter how paternal or nurturing, were slaves to their desires, needing boy hole to stretch and pound and seed, and that some boys, especially boys like Daniel were natural-born whores, bred exclusively to satisfy Daddy's forbidden urges.