I was up, dressed, fed and wandering aimlessly around my house and wondering what the hell I was going to do with my day. All my friends were away and I had no pressing errands. I was horny, though. This usually implied that all this free time would be spent wallowing online, blowing my load every hour in some addictive trance. It sounded pretty piss poor but it satisfied the urge. I decided to put this off for a little while by grabbing a beer from the fridge and heading to the sunroom with a book. A bit of Ian Banks may distract me for a while, I naively thought.

After a few minutes the doorbell rang and I headed off to get it with the assumption I would be deterring a Saturday morning zealot. But, to my surprise what stood on my step was six feet, and about 250 pounds of hairy Daddybear! Fur was spilling out of his loose and barely buttoned shirt and he had a big shit eating grin under his big, beautiful, handlebar moustache.

"Hey neighbour, the names Tom." His meaty paw was stretched out towards me. I grabbed it enthusiastically and felt his iron grip engulf my hand.

"Hey Tom, the names Dan. I recognise you. You live over on the corner, right?"

"That's the one. I know you've been here in the neighbourhood for over six months now, but I thought I'd better welcome you. Sorry I haven't made the effort to meet you sooner, but it's better late than never, huh?"

"Sure, Tom. It's nice to meet a local. No-one else has made the effort. You're the first!"

"Damn! Is that so? Well, I bought over a few beers. I see you've already started. Mind if I join you?"

"Hell, yeah. Come on in."

I ushered him in and took great pleasure in inhaling his scent as he passed me. Nice and sweaty on a hot day. A day that was turning out a lot better than I had imagined. I led him into the lounge and pointed him in the direction of the fridge where he could deposit his beers. He pulled a couple of sixers from his sports bag (I wondered why the bag was necessary for such a short trip) and stacked them inside, keeping one out for himself. We clinked bottles and we both took a hearty swig.

"I must say I have an ulterior motive for coming over. I spotted your profile on the net the other day and I was impressed."

I was struck dumb at this point. My profile was reasonably explicit. It clearly outlined my fetish for domination by men much like himself, clad in leather. I had a feeling I was in for a hell of an experience. He was moving towards me now, slowly but surely. There was a look of totally undisguised lust in his eyes and I could feel the heat from his big, burly body, bearing down on me.

I tried to casually back away, but was immediately thwarted by a wall. His big firm gut pinned me against the wall and his moustache was now tickling mine. "I've got you all to myself, boy, and I've got some very clear ideas about what I'm going to do with your pretty little ass. Are you gonna be a good little pig for Daddy?"

"Yessir!"

"Good, boy. Now on your knees and show me some respect!" He took a step back as I scrambled down towards his big biker boots. I made love to every inch of those boots with my tongue, pausing only briefly when I noticed out of the corner of my eye that he had taken off his shirt to reveal a thick leather harness that wound around those big fat pecs and then descended below his beltline.

"Get off the floor, pig and show me your room. We've got some work to do."

I staggered to my feet and led him quickly to my bedroom. I noticed that he grabbed his bag on the way and I started to realise the possibilities of it's contents.

"Get on the bed and don't move a muscle!"

I quickly obeyed and turned to watch him leave the room. I could hear him changing outside the door, taunting me with the creak of his leathers. He entered after a few minutes, preceded by a jet of pipe smoke emitted from his nostrils. He was brandishing a large full bent pipe clutched in his leather gloved hands. I couldn't believe how hot this was getting. I didn't care what this man wanted to do with me.

I was in his complete control.

The downward straps of his harness were revealed to be joined to a brass ring, tightly clamped around the base of his huge uncut cock.

"Get over here and drain that beer, son" I clambered over to his feet and wrapped my lips around his shaft as he let loose a strong, sweet flow of piss from his slit.

"That's my son. There'll be plenty of that for you boy and much, much more."

I gulped it all down, savouring every drop. Losing myself momentarily in the experience.

After leaving a full belly of piss inside me, he grabbed me by the back of the neck and propelled me towards the bed. He grabbed some cuffs from his bag and chained my hands to the bed head.

"Get your ass up in the air, boy. I'm gonna tan that hide! Get those cheeks nice and warm before I get my fat daddy cock deep into your guts."

I raised my but into the air in a kneeling position and braced myself. He stood at the side of the bed and laid into my butt with an almighty wack. The first of a series, alternating between each cheek. My skin was burning and my ass craved his cock.

"What a little pig you are. Taking Daddy's punishment like a good boy. You want daddy's seed inside you, son?"

"yes, sir"

"Well lets open you up then"

He grabbed the lube I had by the bed and generously applied it to my hole. Wasting no time, he slid two leather clad fingers inside me and started working my ass lips. Teasing them open. He had all four inside me in no time. Daddy was now half on the bed, in a good position to get his fist deep inside me.

"What a nice surprise. The boy likes daddy's leather fist."

He slid his thumb into me and then determinedly forced his whole hand into my ass.

I was in heaven.

His leathered knuckles were now grinding my prostate and my cock was at full attention, oozing pre-cum. "I think it's time I got my cock inside you, boy." He slowly extracted his fist from my ass and then got fully behind me on the bed. Firmly gripping my left shoulder with his hand and clouding my head with sweet pipe smoke, he easily slid his huge length deep inside me. What satisfaction! His balls were nestled right up against mine as my ring tightened around his rock hard girth.

"I hope your ready for a good hard fuck, son. Daddy's ready to go!"

He pulled himself nearly right out my ass and then powered back into my guts, repeating this devastating invasion a few times before whispering around his pipe stem, right by my ear.

"That's my little pipe slut. Take my daddy cock deep inside you. Chained to your own bed, in your own home. See how I control you, boy?

You're all mine."

At this point he pushed my shoulders into the bed and began fucking me senseless.

I was floating away on a cloud of pleasure as he buggered me furiously.

All of a sudden he stopped and pulled out, leaving me devastated.

"Hold on a second boy. I've got a little surprise for you."

He reached over to his bag and pulled out what looked like some sort of breathing apparatus and placed it on my face. I could breathe freely at the moment but noticed he held the connecting hose in his right hand. He placed his thumb over the end and I was immediately deprived of air. I was suddenly very frightened. I began thrashing at the cuffs and emitting muffled screams into the faceplate. Just at the point of complete panic air came rushing in. But there was a taste, amyl! My whole body was seized by the rush and at this point, Daddy re-entered me. Fuck it felt good as he continued his assault. As I settled back into a normal breathing pattern he began feeding me pipe smoke and alternating this with amyl. I was getting very close to coming now and started to buck into daddy's brutal thrusts.

As I began blasting my load all over the bed, my ring tightened around the base of Daddy's cock and he let out an almighty roar. His grip on my shoulder tightened and he pumped a fat load into my ass. The air was sweet with smoke, sweat and man scent.

"Good work, pig. Now Daddy's gonna flush you out with his juice."

He let loose a warm stream deep inside me. I didn't give a fuck what happened to the bed at this point. A warm sensation coursed outwards from my ass and relaxed my tense muscles as he pulled free of my quivering boy pussy.

"Rest now, son. We've got more coming later."

I slumped into the bed with a feeling of great relief.