Chapter 4

I had quite a few messages from Daddy over the next few days following the boat visit, basically all telling me what a good lad I had been. Just three days later we had another car meet where I gladly sucked his cock while he told me in person. On October 1st he took me back to his bed again for a hard fucking as his “little cock whore”.

A week later I was in his bed again, feeling so desired and being used hard. He told me he had been chatting to more men and showing my younger photos, and was setting up more meets for me. The fact that this seemed to be out of my control made it an even bigger thrill for me, but I did worry that the adult me might disappoint.

We also kept meeting weekly at the cruising spot where I would suck him, and occasionally others under his direction. I felt like a pimped out whore. The next time I was in his bed for a good fucking he told me he had another fuck set up. Outdoors with an older man. I was so excited.

The meet was meant to be the first weekend in November but it was cancelled due to rain. My excitement level plummeted. I don’t know if it was the anticipation of the meet but I fell into a depression. Dark wet weekends and no cock were not helping and people on the forum where I was posting began to ask me if I was on Prep. I wasn’t, and it made me think about the risks I had been taking, I wasn’t in a good place. Should I quit while I was ahead?