Finding Daddy’s Condom [MM] [Role-play]

*Continuation of another story, part one is in the comments!*

Two months. That’s how long it’s been you’d touched me. Two aching, painful, heart wrenching months. You kept pushing me away and it hurt knowing you didn’t want me. But I only kept pushing back, you’d crack soon enough. You couldn’t resist, you could only keep me away from so long.

No matter how you insisted this was wrong, that I slept in my room again apart from you, that it was for my own protection, I knew you were lying to yourself. Lying to me. It might be wrong to the world, but to me and to us it was right. You’re my father and even if hadn’t told you yet. I loved you, more than I should.

College had me exhausted, even spending time with my friends wasn’t helping. No matter how long we stayed out playing video games and going out to eat. Nothing helped to relax me, to distract me from you. I wanted you again, wanted my Dad back. Nothing was the same and it never would be. I was scared if this continued…that I would lose you to your fear.

But I had to push through, pushing at your walls whenever I could. They’d come down soon enough, I knew you felt the same. At least, I thought you did. Until I found a used condom in your bathroom as I was taking out the trash.

I was frozen as I stared down at it, gulping hard. It was full, practically halfway, of your thick creamy cum. I licked my lips, remembering how your cum tasted. It was my favorite treat, I’d never forget it.

But what confused me was why it was in a condom. Tied up and thrown away, it didn’t make sense to me. You hadn’t fucked me in so long and even if you had, we refuse to use condoms. Though you keep them around in case we can’t afford to get messy.

It didn’t make sense if you would have masturbated. You enjoy making a mess of yourself, or me. The only reason for you to have used a condom in the first place was…I take as I feel my body run cold…that there was someone else.

I whimper at the thought, my heart physically hurting imagining you fucking someone else. Taking them on your bed, what had become ours. But when?

I think back to two days ago when I’d told you not to stay up waiting for me. When I’d come home the next morning, you’d looked particular guilty. But I couldn’t guess why, I’d assumed it was because you might feel bad for having been ignoring me, neglecting. Seems you’d chosen to stay up anyways. You chose to have the company of another instead of me. It made sense, there was no other time you would have someone else here. Unless I was gone.

I fall to my knees, letting out a heart wrenching sob. Tears spilling down my cheeks. My heart hurt, I could feel it breaking. Thinking of how you would have brought them, whoever they were, to your bed. Kissing them, undressing them. Spreading them open as they begged for you, as you praised them. Before sliding into them, deep. Making them feel the stretch, making them scream as you used them. Until you came together. Just like you did with me, how you used to.

I sob again, hiccuping and chest expanding as I cry. Trying to control myself as I shake and I can barely breathe. My body wracked with sobs. I close my eyes, trying to calm myself down. But I can’t. I can’t. I hiccup again, covering my mouth with my hands. I’m hurt and aching, my heart broken. You truly had wanted to push me away, you didn’t want me anymore. You’d been serious.

Yet, I wanted you still. No matter how much it hurt. I hadn’t realized our last time together would have truly been it. But I can’t let it end like this. One more time, I tell myself as I take deep breaths. Slowly coming to a stand.

Grabbing the used condom I rush back to your bed. Breathes heaving as I undress myself. Kicking my shoes to the side, shirt tossed and jeans pushed down. I gasp as I free my cock from my boxer briefs and finally hazardously throw my socks to the side.

Cock hard, red, and throbbing I crawl onto your bed. Laying face down I bury my face in the sheets and pillows, inhaling. I sob as my heart catches and my cock twitches, burning. It smelled like you, masculine, the scent heady and dizzying. Hips bucking and grinding against the sheets, already feeling myself leaking.

How I missed you, how I wished I could have you again. I had no idea where you were right now. You said you had to go out earlier, you didnt tell me, for all I knew you were out whoever else had captured your attention. The attention they could never cherish the way I could.

I inhale once more, deeply, before I turn over. Whimpering as how hard my cock is, throbbing in the air as I leak. I hold the condom in one hand as I untie, trying to take my time but beyond desperate. Letting out a sigh of triumph as I finally undo the knot. I spread my legs and bend my knees, feet planted on the bed.

Turning the condom upside down I let some of your cum spill into my hand. Reaching down between my legs to rub your thick seed over my tight pink and puckered hole. I whine happily as I feel it against me, moaning as I add more cum.

I close my eyes, head falling back as I push your cum into me. Fingers opening myself up as I use your cum as lube, wanting to push your seed as deep as I can. Needing to feel you. Mewling and whimpering as I add more of your load onto my hole to push it in. Legs spreading wider apart, two fingers knuckle deep in me as I thrust and curl them. My hole squelching from the amount of thick cum I’m pushing into me. Hole wet and dripping with your cum, slick as I slide my fingers deeper, opening myself up.

I could feel more tears running down my face as I did this. Giving myself the seed that had been meant for someone else, claiming it as mine as I push it where its meant to be instead of letting it go to waste. I sob quietly in between moans as I finger myself, legs spread apart as my fingers dip into me.

Three as deep as I can get them in my tight hole. It had been so long since I’d been opened up, I had refused to find pleasure in anything or anyone else if it wasn’t you. Clenching around myself, sucking my fingers in as I filled myself with your load. It felt like I had you in me again. It felt so good to have your cum, to be filled. I’d missed you so much. Wishing it was your fingers or your cock in in me, keeping me plugged up and full.

I don’t know how long I was on the bed. Moaning, whimpering, and sobbing as I fingered my cum filled and sloppy hole. My own cock rock hard and throbbing as precum dripped down my shaft, ignored as I focused on filling myself.

I’m gasping, hips bucking into the air as my fingers find my prostate. My eyes closed as my head is thrown back on the bed, when I hear my name shouted, loud and clear.

My eyes snap open and I lift my head, eyes widening as I see you standing in the door way. My fingers are still buried inside me, the condom thrown at the foot of the bed with your cum dripping between my legs. The sight of you made my breath catch, body freezing at being caught like this on your bed. Before, it would have been perfect for seducing you. But now, I had no idea how you’d react to me.

Your face was expressionless, no emotion in your eyes. I couldn’t tell what you were thinking or feeling. I didn’t know what you’d say or do next. In a panic, I blurted the only thing running through my head as I felt the tears drip down my face, knowing my eyes were red.

“I found the condom, I know you were with someone else,” my voice cracks as I confess, the pain and hurt I’m feeling evident. Fingers sliding out of me so I can keep my balance as I sit up, legs still spread and cock still hard.

I face you, but keep my head down in shame and embarrassment as I hope you hadn’t seen the tears. Not sure of what to do next or where to know. Unsure of how you’ll react. All I had wanted was you, yet it seems I couldn’t have that. Now would I lose you further? I dreaded the answer.

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