Daddy's Boy (Extended)

You were surprised to see a new roommate when you went over to your friend's house. The first thing you noticed when you walked in however was the smell. It reminded you of an old locker room, the taste of stale sweat flooding the air. It felt like the door had been shut for too long. It wasn't until you walked into the living room you found an older gentleman sitting next to your friend on the couch, the man residing shirtless relaxing on the cushions.

Your friend looked up with a smile, starting to speak before the man suddenly interrupted.

"Why don't you go get us some beer, boy" He said gruffly to your friend, speaking over him.

You were speechless. Your friend never put up with anything like that before, telling anyone else to do it themselves. You were shocked watching your friend immediately hop up, obediently following the order heading into the kitchen.

You suddenly felt like a stranger in the house as the man's attention turned to you for the first time. Despite his outwardly fluffy appearance, you felt something cold about him as he offered you to sit down next to him.

You remained standing, trying to figure out the situation. "I don't think we've met", you said, finally deciding to introduce yourself.

"Nice to meet yah son," He replied, standing up. "You can call me Pop."

He stretched out his hand.

You barely nodded while reaching out to grip it, wondering if he was related to your friend. "So are you family?"

He shooked his head. "Nah, I'm just his new roommate" The man said with a smile.

Your stomach sank. Your friend only had one bedroom, which made the situation even more strange.

You'd been standing close enough to the stranger to realize the smell in the house must have been coming from him. His skin was a dense carpet that must have soaked in his sweat, trapping its scent to his body. He looked like he could have been a gym teacher or ex-jock, his body looking to have been built at some point, but since filled out with padding giving him a solid round appearance.

Your friend came back into the room with three beers, interrupting the moment and handing one to each of you. You took a sip of the bottle for a break from the situation, your gaze locked on your friend as he followed suit.

There seemed to be something off about your friend's eyes. It was like they weren't focused, his stance unstable, aloof like his mind wasn't really there. Your nose picked up the smell of the room from him too, almost like he'd been infected with it by simply living there.

The stranger placed a hand on your back, giving your body a shake. You were surprised at how relaxed your body was. Your muscles felt weaker, not having enough strength to push back against the movement. The smell of the house was suddenly much more intense, almost like it had seeped into your body following the beer. Like it was in the beer.

You dropped the bottle as a wave of dizziness hit you, your head suddenly feeling drunk. The smell of the room was strong in your nostrils as though it were coming up from inside you. It felt like it was moving directly into your skull, consuming your thoughts and making you lose focus. A sedative to make you daddy's obedient boy as you felt its effect start to take hold.

All feeling in your legs suddenly disappeared causing you to lose your balance, incapable of controlling your fall. You could only be led by the man's hand attached to your back as he pulled you into his body, letting you fall directly onto his round fuzzy figure. Both your weights collapsed back onto the sofa, knocking the air out of you and forcing you to immediately take a deep breath.

Your face had taken a dive directly into the man's body, causing each particle of air inhaled to be washed with his scent send cascading into your body. You felt the stench overtake your senses, the drunken sense washing through the rest of your system leading you to lose all feeling in the rest of your body. You were helpless, unable to do anything but bask in the scent of his body, refilling your lungs with his musk from each breath.

The world grew lighter and lighter as you felt your mind fading away, going up in the clouds of his essence. The man could see it in your eyes as they glazed over with his scent filling you, the light in them slowly going dimmer.

"Well that's a good boy" You heard the man say, "You just want to stay here with Daddy, don't you?"

His words felt like a lullaby, forcing your mind to relax even more and let your consciousness continue to disappear. You needed to fight it. You tried to move any part of your body, hoping to make it through the dizziness. You still had your mind, your thoughts. You could still make it through.

"Why don't we put you in your place, get you used to daddy's scent so you know who's in charge"

He raised his arm following those words, revealing his unwashed pit to your head. You couldn't do anything as he moved closer in, letting the stench wash through your brain completely. It felt like a drug, any bad feelings taken away and overcome with a sense of belonging, a glorious bliss that felt right. Your skin felt more alive than ever as a tingling arousal spread like wildfire across your surface.

Any sense of your identity was removed, replaced with only the will to serve the dominating scent. A dumb smile overtook your face as the last of your thoughts died, nothing but utter obedience remaining in your mind. You were willing to do anything to serve your new master, taste more of his flavor inside you. Your daddy got a new roommate that day, ending up with two boys who would serve him for the rest of his life.