Meanwhile, in the bedroom Jaimie was awakened by the soft and deep moaning comming from the bathroom. He was taken by surprise by the deep baritone voice that called him.
When Rod entered the room... naked in all his muscled furry glory and with a 12 inch extra thick erection bulging out of his mass of dark thick pubes Jaimie only gasped.
This was not the sweet smooth handsome twink he had picked up last night and had tender sex with. This was a brute. A big bold hairy beast unknowned to him. This filled Jaimie with fear... And yet the sheer power and masculinity oozing from this guy was undiniable.
"There is my sweet boy" said the hunky beast as he approched the bed. "Whats the matter boy... Dont you recognize your daddy?"
"Robert?... Is that really you under all that beard and hair?"
"Oh... Its me allright my boy... Daddy is here to take care of you".
"But what the hell happened to you!!! You look so bald... and big... and sexy... Jaimie surprised himself saying the last words. But he suddenly realized it was true.
Watching this strong muscled hairy heavily bearded man Jaimie knew he wanted to be taken... He needed to feel him inside him. He somehow knew this man would protect him. He'd allways be safe in his strong arms.
Jaimie knew he wanted to be taken care by this strong burly man. And wanted to be his... To satisfy him and obey his every comand.
As if reading his mind Rod said... "Come here boy... time to service your new daddy".
As he said this Jaime realized he could not see his "dad's" mouth under his inmense moustache. He only saw his breath moving his huge whiskers as he uttered his comand. This did it for him. He felt his modest cock stirr to life as he admired the lush dark beard an moustache his daddy had.
He just wanted to be his boy forever... To obey his every whim and command. To stay as this fragile twink forever.
With this toughts in mind, Jaimie moves closer to Rod. He welcomes him into his arms and kisses him first in a fatherly way... then more and more passionately. Jaimie gives in from the begining... unable to resist his daddies commands. He feels the thick yet soft bristles of his daddys beard engoulf his whole face. He parts the imnense stache with his tong to find the mouth under it. He starts fiercly caressing the shiny dome un Rod's head and then his amazing hairy back, shoulders and finally his glorious extra thick chest hair. His hands going up to finaly meet the incredible mass of beard he so admires. He feels the impossibly thick moustache brush against his soft smooth upper lip and knows this is right. He'll be this fragile affeminete boy forever. In the arms of a real man's man....
Or so he thought...