The Bulgarian Daddy Bear
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We chatted back and forth on Squirt.org for a few minutes. This was to be my first online cruising hookup, and I was unfamiliar with the protocol. I was afraid to come right out and say, “I just want to suck your cock, man”. I don’t know why I was afraid; after all, Squirt is a gay cruising site! Anyway, after a few minutes of asking each other what we were into, I got up the nerve to type: When and where? We exchanged phone numbers.
His name was Bill, and he was a sexy older bearish daddy type. I told him I wasn’t very experienced, and this was my first time going to another man’s house for sex. He was cool with it, and told me he would respect any limits I had. I told him I had few.
Bill had a great place in Asbury Park NJ, a known “gay” town. He told me he lived on top of his antique shop, and to ring the upstairs buzzer at the address. I lived about 35minutes away, and during the drive, my cock was throbbing in my pants. I skipped the underwear choosing to go commando, so on the ride to his house I wrestled my cock from my jeans, and edged myself during the journey. My thought was, edging would keep the nerves down, and keep me from backing out at the last minute- it worked. I tucked my cock back into my jeans as I parked my car.
I sat there for a minute, nervous and excited. For a brief second I thought about just heading home and not going through with it, but my cell rang, it was Bill calling to see how much longer. As we spoke on the phone, my cock began twitching in my jeans. I was less than 25 yards away from a fulfilling my fantasy of having sex with another man. I told him that I was parking, and I’d ring his bell in a minute or two.
I was expecting Bill to answer the door naked, and I was thoroughly prepared to just drop right to my knees and begin sucking his cock. However, when he answered, he was dressed in a pair of sweat pants and a tee-shirt. I did notice that his sweat pants were bulging, and my own cock twitched again. We said hello at the door, and he invited me in. Bill was about 5’10” to my 6’4”. He was also thick with a fireplug build, and I would guess his age to be late 40’s to nearly 50, compared to my tender age of 25; he was a sexy experienced daddy with salt and pepper hair.
He showed me to the living room, offered me a drink, and suggested I make myself comfortable.
At this point, the only thing that could make me comfortable was removing my throbbing cock from my jeans, so I did while Bill went to get us drinks. I was nervous and aroused as I sat in this stranger’s living room stroking my cock, but when he returned from the kitchen he immediately put me at ease by casually sitting next to me and slipping his own cock out of his sweats. With a slight grin he said, “Let’s skip the drink”. We sat there for a moment watching each other stroke. Bill removed his sweats and T-shirt, and I kicked off my jeans. His body was thick and slightly furry, his cock was average length, but thick and incredibly rigid with big veins. I was so incredibly turned on by the sight of him. I took my free hand and began exploring his body, rubbing my hand over his chest and belly. Bill asked me if I was into kissing, and I immediately leaned in. His breath was clean and sweet, and when the stubble on his face brushed against my cheek, I let out a soft moan and nearly came. When our tongues met, I hungrily pushed mine into his mouth as my cock stroking speed increased. I was finally living my fantasy. Bill sensed my heightened level of arousal and asked me if I wanted to cum. “Yes” I moaned, “Fuck yes.”
Bill pulled away from me and stood up. I sat forward on the couch, perching on the edge of the cushion and Bill maneuvered his cock right into my mouth. It was soooo good as I hovered there sucking his cock while stroking my own. “Slow down, don’t cum yet” he said. “That’s right, suck me a little. Suck your daddy’s fat cock”. I moaned when he said this but kept working his thick member. Bill put his hand on my head and started working my rhythm to one that suited him. He let out a deep growl and said he was getting close. He pulled his cock out and used both of his hands to firmly grab my head and force me to look up at him. “What do you want boy? Do you want daddy’s cum?” He took his hand that was holding my jaw and roughly smacked the side of my face. There was a little pain, but it was more about him exerting his power over me. He was showing me who was boss.
“I want your cum, I want it, I want it…”
“Daddy” he said “call me Daddy when you talk to me, boy. Now, what do you want?”
“I want your cum Daddy, and I want to cum too. I want it so bad Daddy, please let me…”
With this statement Bill understood my absolute acceptance of my position. “Stand up” he said. I did, and he grabbed my hair and pulled me in close to him for more kissing. I stopped stroking my cock and wrapped my arms around him, feeling up his fuzzy bearish body while grinding my cock against him.
He pushed me away, “I want you to cum” he said “cum on my cock, boy”.
“Yes Daddy, whatever you want”
I took half a step back and began stroking furiously. Bill’s hands began roughly working my man tits. He was kneading them and squeezing my nipples with enough force that it was more pleasure than pain. I leaned in and kissed him deeply, exploring his mouth with my tongue. I slowed my stroking as I tried to make the moment last. Bill noticed and used one of his hands to firmly grab my face. “Cum now, fag boy, cum on my fucking cock!” he demanded and almost immediately I began to spasm. Torrents of hot white jizz began to squirt from my pulsating cock. I had to concentrate and aim so that I could coat Bill’s cock with streams of sticky goo. I wanted to make Daddy bear happy.
As my orgasm began to subside my legs became weak and shaky, and I started to sit back on the couch. Bill put his hands on my shoulders, guiding me down to the seat. I thought I was done. I thought Bill was just going to jerk himself off, using my cum for his lube. Nope. Bill stopped me from sitting back, instead grabbing me and pulling my face towards his cock. “That’s right faggot boy, suck up your cum and clean off Daddy’s cock.” He held my head firmly as he moved his cock across my face and in and out of my hungry mouth. My face was coated in a layer of my own cum and salvia as Bill began slowly and rhythmically fucking my face. “Daddy’s gonna cum, boy. Daddy’s gonna cum in his faggot boy’s mouth, you’re gonna eat two tasty loads”
As Bill held my head, I reached both of my hands around his body grabbing his firm hairy ass, and began pulling him into my mouth causing me to gag on his thick meat. This was the first time I ever came, and then continued sucking a cock. As I said, was relatively inexperienced at the time. I had been to glory holes where I would jack off while sucking a dick through the hole. I would usually cum quickly, and then then get that weird guilty feeling and immediately pull up my pants and run from the stall leaving some poor dude on the other side half finished with a throbbing hard on. Not this time. I was too turned on to even consider any guilt. I was so aroused. I wanted to please him, a stranger I met for the first time. I was finally naked with another man, on my knees tasting cum and about to get yet another cummy reward! This was what I had always wanted.
Bill was fucking my face fast and hard and grunting, and I was on my knees as a willing receptacle for his cock, his cum, or anything he wanted to put in my mouth. I was continuing to gag and choke a little. My face had never been fucked like this before. Bill stopped, removed his cock from my mouth and opened a drawer from a small side table. I slid off of the couch on to my knees, gasping for air and wondered if I did something wrong. Bill produced a small brown bottle. I knew they were “poppers” though I had never done them before. I started to speak, but before I could say anything he efficiently spun off the cap and held the bottle under my nose, “Inhale deeply, bitch” was all he said. I was compliant for my new bear Daddy and inhaled deeply. I felt incredibly submissive and vulnerable. Bill moved the bottle to the other nostril, and without saying a word I inhaled deeply again. Things were starting to go fuzzy and my body was getting warm. Bill repeated the process making me inhale again and again from both nostrils. He screwed the cap back on, set the bottle down, and just stood there a moment. “First time?" he laughingly asked. I think I said yes, but my head was absolutely buzzing. “Wait until you see how deep you can take my cock now, boy”.
It took a few seconds for the poppers to really affect me, Bill knew this as he resumed and began slowly fucking my mouth, but after those few seconds he saw my eyes go glassy and all of the muscular tension melt away. He knew I was ready. Bill shoved his cock all the way down my throat as he held my head. It was fantastic. The poppers were doing their job and relaxing my throat so that I could take all of Daddy’s cock. My nose was touching his neatly trimmed pubes and I was trying to lick his balls while his cock sat comfortably in my throat. He withdrew and shoved it all the way down again, I felt so fucking slutty deepthroating Daddy’s cock. Bill took a firmer grip on my head and began thrusting his cock in and out of my throat. “Take it boy, take my cock” he said and his pace quickened. He was fucking my throat like a man fucks a pussy or an ass; he was jackhammering and grunting, and calling me his little faggot boy, and his bitch. My face was banging against his body, my hands were running up and down his legs and fondling his ass, and my own soft cock was beginning to rise again. The poppers had my head swimming, and my body felt electrified.
After only a minute or so of fucking my face, he began to lose his rhythm. I knew that was a sign he was close to cumming. Although the poppers were wearing off, I was still taking his yummy dick down my throat. He missed a beat,his hands tightened their grip on my head, his body tensed, and he let out a deep growl. The force of his orgasm was intense and the first spurt of cum hit the back of my throat with such power it choked me more than his cock did. His spasms seemed endless and his cum copious as my mouth overflowed with his sweet juice and it began to spill out. He pulled his cock from my mouth and kept shooting! Ropes of his cum covered my face as I lustfully looked up at my bear Daddy’s squirting cock. His cum seemed endless but as his orgasm finally subsided I was still licking and nuzzling his sloppy dick. My face was completely covered and I had the wonderful aftertaste of cum on my tongue. I was in ecstasy, and fully satisfied. I heard him say something, but I was somewhere else. My mind was blank, and my belly was full of two cum loads, mine and his. “That’s a good boy” he said “If you weren’t experienced before, you certainly have some now”
“Yes Daddy” I replied, and I continued to clean his cock. From this point forward, I knew I was a cum loving cock-sucker, and I have gained much experience since.
His name was Bill, and he was a sexy older bearish daddy type. I told him I wasn’t very experienced, and this was my first time going to another man’s house for sex. He was cool with it, and told me he would respect any limits I had. I told him I had few.
Bill had a great place in Asbury Park NJ, a known “gay” town. He told me he lived on top of his antique shop, and to ring the upstairs buzzer at the address. I lived about 35minutes away, and during the drive, my cock was throbbing in my pants. I skipped the underwear choosing to go commando, so on the ride to his house I wrestled my cock from my jeans, and edged myself during the journey. My thought was, edging would keep the nerves down, and keep me from backing out at the last minute- it worked. I tucked my cock back into my jeans as I parked my car.
I sat there for a minute, nervous and excited. For a brief second I thought about just heading home and not going through with it, but my cell rang, it was Bill calling to see how much longer. As we spoke on the phone, my cock began twitching in my jeans. I was less than 25 yards away from a fulfilling my fantasy of having sex with another man. I told him that I was parking, and I’d ring his bell in a minute or two.
I was expecting Bill to answer the door naked, and I was thoroughly prepared to just drop right to my knees and begin sucking his cock. However, when he answered, he was dressed in a pair of sweat pants and a tee-shirt. I did notice that his sweat pants were bulging, and my own cock twitched again. We said hello at the door, and he invited me in. Bill was about 5’10” to my 6’4”. He was also thick with a fireplug build, and I would guess his age to be late 40’s to nearly 50, compared to my tender age of 25; he was a sexy experienced daddy with salt and pepper hair.
He showed me to the living room, offered me a drink, and suggested I make myself comfortable.
At this point, the only thing that could make me comfortable was removing my throbbing cock from my jeans, so I did while Bill went to get us drinks. I was nervous and aroused as I sat in this stranger’s living room stroking my cock, but when he returned from the kitchen he immediately put me at ease by casually sitting next to me and slipping his own cock out of his sweats. With a slight grin he said, “Let’s skip the drink”. We sat there for a moment watching each other stroke. Bill removed his sweats and T-shirt, and I kicked off my jeans. His body was thick and slightly furry, his cock was average length, but thick and incredibly rigid with big veins. I was so incredibly turned on by the sight of him. I took my free hand and began exploring his body, rubbing my hand over his chest and belly. Bill asked me if I was into kissing, and I immediately leaned in. His breath was clean and sweet, and when the stubble on his face brushed against my cheek, I let out a soft moan and nearly came. When our tongues met, I hungrily pushed mine into his mouth as my cock stroking speed increased. I was finally living my fantasy. Bill sensed my heightened level of arousal and asked me if I wanted to cum. “Yes” I moaned, “Fuck yes.”
Bill pulled away from me and stood up. I sat forward on the couch, perching on the edge of the cushion and Bill maneuvered his cock right into my mouth. It was soooo good as I hovered there sucking his cock while stroking my own. “Slow down, don’t cum yet” he said. “That’s right, suck me a little. Suck your daddy’s fat cock”. I moaned when he said this but kept working his thick member. Bill put his hand on my head and started working my rhythm to one that suited him. He let out a deep growl and said he was getting close. He pulled his cock out and used both of his hands to firmly grab my head and force me to look up at him. “What do you want boy? Do you want daddy’s cum?” He took his hand that was holding my jaw and roughly smacked the side of my face. There was a little pain, but it was more about him exerting his power over me. He was showing me who was boss.
“I want your cum, I want it, I want it…”
“Daddy” he said “call me Daddy when you talk to me, boy. Now, what do you want?”
“I want your cum Daddy, and I want to cum too. I want it so bad Daddy, please let me…”
With this statement Bill understood my absolute acceptance of my position. “Stand up” he said. I did, and he grabbed my hair and pulled me in close to him for more kissing. I stopped stroking my cock and wrapped my arms around him, feeling up his fuzzy bearish body while grinding my cock against him.
He pushed me away, “I want you to cum” he said “cum on my cock, boy”.
“Yes Daddy, whatever you want”
I took half a step back and began stroking furiously. Bill’s hands began roughly working my man tits. He was kneading them and squeezing my nipples with enough force that it was more pleasure than pain. I leaned in and kissed him deeply, exploring his mouth with my tongue. I slowed my stroking as I tried to make the moment last. Bill noticed and used one of his hands to firmly grab my face. “Cum now, fag boy, cum on my fucking cock!” he demanded and almost immediately I began to spasm. Torrents of hot white jizz began to squirt from my pulsating cock. I had to concentrate and aim so that I could coat Bill’s cock with streams of sticky goo. I wanted to make Daddy bear happy.
As my orgasm began to subside my legs became weak and shaky, and I started to sit back on the couch. Bill put his hands on my shoulders, guiding me down to the seat. I thought I was done. I thought Bill was just going to jerk himself off, using my cum for his lube. Nope. Bill stopped me from sitting back, instead grabbing me and pulling my face towards his cock. “That’s right faggot boy, suck up your cum and clean off Daddy’s cock.” He held my head firmly as he moved his cock across my face and in and out of my hungry mouth. My face was coated in a layer of my own cum and salvia as Bill began slowly and rhythmically fucking my face. “Daddy’s gonna cum, boy. Daddy’s gonna cum in his faggot boy’s mouth, you’re gonna eat two tasty loads”
As Bill held my head, I reached both of my hands around his body grabbing his firm hairy ass, and began pulling him into my mouth causing me to gag on his thick meat. This was the first time I ever came, and then continued sucking a cock. As I said, was relatively inexperienced at the time. I had been to glory holes where I would jack off while sucking a dick through the hole. I would usually cum quickly, and then then get that weird guilty feeling and immediately pull up my pants and run from the stall leaving some poor dude on the other side half finished with a throbbing hard on. Not this time. I was too turned on to even consider any guilt. I was so aroused. I wanted to please him, a stranger I met for the first time. I was finally naked with another man, on my knees tasting cum and about to get yet another cummy reward! This was what I had always wanted.
Bill was fucking my face fast and hard and grunting, and I was on my knees as a willing receptacle for his cock, his cum, or anything he wanted to put in my mouth. I was continuing to gag and choke a little. My face had never been fucked like this before. Bill stopped, removed his cock from my mouth and opened a drawer from a small side table. I slid off of the couch on to my knees, gasping for air and wondered if I did something wrong. Bill produced a small brown bottle. I knew they were “poppers” though I had never done them before. I started to speak, but before I could say anything he efficiently spun off the cap and held the bottle under my nose, “Inhale deeply, bitch” was all he said. I was compliant for my new bear Daddy and inhaled deeply. I felt incredibly submissive and vulnerable. Bill moved the bottle to the other nostril, and without saying a word I inhaled deeply again. Things were starting to go fuzzy and my body was getting warm. Bill repeated the process making me inhale again and again from both nostrils. He screwed the cap back on, set the bottle down, and just stood there a moment. “First time?" he laughingly asked. I think I said yes, but my head was absolutely buzzing. “Wait until you see how deep you can take my cock now, boy”.
It took a few seconds for the poppers to really affect me, Bill knew this as he resumed and began slowly fucking my mouth, but after those few seconds he saw my eyes go glassy and all of the muscular tension melt away. He knew I was ready. Bill shoved his cock all the way down my throat as he held my head. It was fantastic. The poppers were doing their job and relaxing my throat so that I could take all of Daddy’s cock. My nose was touching his neatly trimmed pubes and I was trying to lick his balls while his cock sat comfortably in my throat. He withdrew and shoved it all the way down again, I felt so fucking slutty deepthroating Daddy’s cock. Bill took a firmer grip on my head and began thrusting his cock in and out of my throat. “Take it boy, take my cock” he said and his pace quickened. He was fucking my throat like a man fucks a pussy or an ass; he was jackhammering and grunting, and calling me his little faggot boy, and his bitch. My face was banging against his body, my hands were running up and down his legs and fondling his ass, and my own soft cock was beginning to rise again. The poppers had my head swimming, and my body felt electrified.
After only a minute or so of fucking my face, he began to lose his rhythm. I knew that was a sign he was close to cumming. Although the poppers were wearing off, I was still taking his yummy dick down my throat. He missed a beat,his hands tightened their grip on my head, his body tensed, and he let out a deep growl. The force of his orgasm was intense and the first spurt of cum hit the back of my throat with such power it choked me more than his cock did. His spasms seemed endless and his cum copious as my mouth overflowed with his sweet juice and it began to spill out. He pulled his cock from my mouth and kept shooting! Ropes of his cum covered my face as I lustfully looked up at my bear Daddy’s squirting cock. His cum seemed endless but as his orgasm finally subsided I was still licking and nuzzling his sloppy dick. My face was completely covered and I had the wonderful aftertaste of cum on my tongue. I was in ecstasy, and fully satisfied. I heard him say something, but I was somewhere else. My mind was blank, and my belly was full of two cum loads, mine and his. “That’s a good boy” he said “If you weren’t experienced before, you certainly have some now”
“Yes Daddy” I replied, and I continued to clean his cock. From this point forward, I knew I was a cum loving cock-sucker, and I have gained much experience since.
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