Loving my Daddy – Part 1

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Loving my Daddy – Part 1There’s something about calling a man Daddy, and a lot of men know what I’m talking about. For myself, sincerely and lovingly calling a man “Daddy” (especially in bed) sends waves of affectionate love and warmth because I mean it when I say it. For him, it gives him a feeling of authoritative power because he’s sort of viewed as a king in the other man’s eyes, and especially in his heart. This story is a true story, about a man I feel deeply in love with and who professed his love to me too. We ended up breaking off the relationship because he had to move away, but man I was so weak for this man that it drove me out of my mind.Dan is a beautiful, and I mean beautiful man. By now he’s around the age of 68 years old, but when we met 10 years ago he was obviously 10 years younger. I would see him on the train going to work and always say hello. We soon would talk each day on the train and while my heart would beat for him from the days I laid eyes on him, it would race from the first time he got into my bed and let me love him sexually and emotionally in a way I had never loved a man before.A tall handsome masculine yet rugged businessman, I would see him on the train and one day he sat across from me after the work day ended. He was dressed very nicely, suit jacket, shirt, pants, dress shoes. I took a chance one day and said “those are really great dress shoes are they comfortable?” He broke out into a big manly sexy grin and said “Yes, but walking around the city all day can make my dogs start barking by the end of the day” He looked down and said to me “and those are some really funky socks you have on, where did you get them?” This was a time when I started to wear funky wild patterned dress socks that many men (especially the shoe shine men where I had my shoes done) would notice and compliment me on. I told him how I was becoming addicted to funky patterned dress socks and how they pop color ahead of a very basic way that most businessmen dress.From there, some small sparks would start. I introduced myself , we shook hands and everyday we would ride the train and talk. His life was fascinating to me. His hobbies, his family life (yes he’s a married man), his passions, his experiences, I would listen as if I was hypnotized by his words, and for the most part, I was. He asked me one day if I had a significant other, I told him that I didn’t, but had had a long relationship with (clear my throat sound) a “man” that had ended. I’m a regular Joe myself, I don’t I guess give off any vibe that I’m gay, I’m just an average man who likes manly things. I’m not dramatic or loud or immature, I’m very confident and kind and compassionate and respectful and I don’t wear my sexuality like it’s something to be acknowledged and accepted by all. I’m a man first and foremost.He said he was sorry to hear that my relationship had ended and I said I was too but that it just wasn’t meant to be in the end, that we had grown apart and life goes on. Sometimes when a married man finds out I’m gay, I’m usually the type of man that he feels he can trust, and what I mean is, he might start asking questions about how I am sexually. He told me one day he and his wife izmir escort were arguing a lot and like a man I said to him “Not giving her the high hard one enough buddy?” (we both have great senses of humor so I didn’t say it in an offensive way” he smiled and said there was just a lot of stress and arguing between them. I said “Dan, I can understand how you feel but have no idea what being married is like , or having c***dren for that matter, but I hope this doesn’t offend you, but how could any woman not appreciated how wonderful and….(i hesitated) beautiful of a man you are”. There, I said something I had wanted to say from the day I met him. He looked at me , right in the eyes and didn’t say anything. “Oh shit” I thought to myself, “I just offended him and he’ll think I want to come onto him” But suddenly said “That’s so very kind of you, I really try hard to make her happy but some women a man just can’t make happy” And I said, “Well I just want to tell you that I think you’re fantastic and very handsome and again I’m sorry if I have offended you”. Then I said, “and by the way, if you ever feel too stressed and have some time, I do massage therapy on the side and I’d be happy to give you a nice massage whenever you want”. Man to man massage, I have gotten quite a few men into relaxing and accepting of their man to man desires by giving a massage. It’s the man’s touch that works magically for men, as men know their bodies the most intimately.He said “I sure could use one, why don’t I get off with you at your town stop tomorrow and you can take me to your house” My heart was on fire, wow, I’m going to be able to offer pleasure to this beautiful man and make him feel like he needs and deserves. Fast forward to us driving up to my house and walking inside. When we got inside I could feel his incredible sexual rawness. I invited him to sit down and take a load off and got us each a beer. We talked a little but I could tell he wanted to experience what he didn’t yet know he would experience. We finished our drink and I said “Come with me Dan, please” He followed me upstairs to my massage room. I slowly came close to him and began to take his suit jacket off and said “This is ok Dan? It’s ok if I give you a nice full body massage?” He started to breathe slow and heavy and said in a manly soft way “Yes, I need this”. I took my time to undress him in the warm relatively dim light of the room. I knelt down and helped him step out of his shoes, big feet? you bet. Sort of damp and sweaty ? Right on. By time I slipped his briefs off, he stood there almost fully erect and very much a man in charge.At 6 feet tall and with a beefy solid build, he was one of the sexiest and hairiest men I had ever had the pleasure of undressing. I began touching him in different places on his body as he started to moan and react as he stood there, completely naked in front of me and I was still clothed. The manly smell he had was overwhelming. Middle Eastern men have a raw testosterone odor in my experience and his was intoxicating. I put my nose right into his chest and smelled deeply to his own satisfaction, I could tell he was a man who called the shots escort izmir in bed and loved to be worshipped, and adored. I moved my hands as over his broad shoulders , stating deeply into his green eyes, and down his back, nice and slightly and he started to moan. I rested my hands on his thick super muscular ass and gently pulled on the hair of his ass, and he had one super hairy ass which drives me insane with lust.I suddenly said “We’ll start with you sitting in a chair Daddy” and I led him to sitting down and stood in front of him and slowly got undressed myself, I was completely erect and dripping at the tip of my dick and my asshole was pulsing, something that only happens if I’m really , really turned on.I went behind him and started massaging the back of his neck, his shoulders, arms, traps his head an scalp and behind his ears and he moaned as if it felt so good and said “oh man you’re good at what you’re doing”. I gently moved down to his nipples and they responded in blood engorging them and his mouth opened with pleasure. I went in front and had him move his middle toward me at the edge of the chair and started to tongue tickle his big hairy balls. By the time I got his almost 8.5 inches of thick Arab cock into my throat he was almost ready to cum so I pulled it back and worked my tongue lower to the space between his balls and asshole. The smell and taste were delicious and I knew there was turning back because by then, I did what a hungry bottom should always do , and what a horny top hopes he will do, is work my tongue right down to his asshole and have him lift his legs and feet for the true ultimate manly pleasure. I’ll say this men, when I got my warm wet tongue into the center of his sweaty, funky hairy asshole and started that wiggle that i’m so fucking good at, he started going crazy, hyperventilating, sweating, moaning, yelping, being very verbal. He responded better to when a woman gets the pussy eaten, and the more he enjoyed it, the hungrier I became at it. He was on FIRE and I was right there with him. He started jerking his big fat cock as I ate his asshole and soon I took over and took it in my mouth and also used my hand to jerk it’s massive thickness. I mean the man needed to cum so I was gonna help him . I slowly worked my middle finger deeply into his tight asshole and suddenly he came like a fountain into my mouth on my face, down my throat as I frantically tried to swallow every drop of his sweet and nasty man spunk that I could. I was like a maniac, or a man who hadn’t had anything to eat or drink in weeks. He almost screamed in octaves higher that his own macho voice cause he was cumming so hard. “Oh God ! Oh God ! OH fuck !!!!!” as he came for what seemed like several minutes cause I kept sucking, finger still in his asshole, as he gyrated and gasped for air, and I kept sucking, and sucking, trying to get every drop out of his balls and prostate that I could. He held me by the back of my head and slowly let his breathing slow down. I reached down to touch his huge feet and his toes were still clinched tight but when I put my hands on his feet, they slowly loosened. That’s how you know a man cums izmir escort bayan really hard, if the toes curl, then you know you’ve done what you need to do. I got a warm wet cloth and ran it over his crotch, balls, asshole and used another warm towel to dry him. I said “I think you need to lie face down Daddy on the bed and continue to bask in the glow ” He nodded and slowly laid face down on the bed. When a man cums like that, he just wants to lie down. I took my time massaging the bottoms of his huge sweaty feet and the entire back side of his body. Nice and slow, easy, sensual, man to man and very very natural. He napped for about 10 minutes of the 20 minutes or so that I was massaging him, and when I asked him to turn over he slowly did and his big cock was starting to harden again.I asked him to slowly bend and spread his legs at the knees, and I had him lift his bottom so I could put a pillow under it. He was intrigued with what I was doing, but I said no more. I sat cross legged in front in between his legs and used massage gel to begin a massage of his inner crotch, balls, cock, and a deep massage of his perineum (the space between a man’s balls and asshole). I gave him sensations with my fingers and thumbs that he had never experienced in his life and his cock was soon fully erect and dripping wet again. His hip gyrations met my massaging fingers very nicely and he was moaning and breathing heavy again. Then I did this, I took a finger and “popped” or “plucked” right on the underside of the head of his cock and he jumped and loved it. I plucked that cock more times to his extreme delight and he kept saying “Oh man the things I could learn from you , you’re amazing at what you do”He was really enjoying this and I was enjoying it even more, and suddenly he pulled me on top of him and just went for broke with some of the sloppiest, wettest, horniest kissing I had in a good long while. This dream of a man was HUNGRY and my eyes began to fill with tears cause he was kissing me so deeply and madly. He had me move my nipples to his mouth while straddling him and he used his powerful tongue to lick my nipples until I literally thought I was gonna cum while he forced a thick finger all the way up my tight unlubricated asshole which hurt but felt incredible and erotic at the same time. I was shaking and humping on his crotch while he kept his finger still and felt my hole pulse around it as he worked on my nipples. I reach back and started squeezing his huge wet cock and balls and soon was rubbing my cock and balls on his as he began to finger my asshole. The frottage became faster , harder, deeper and then suddenly OHHHHHHHHHH!!!! WE both came at the same time. I was shuddering I mean Shuddering hard as I came all over him and the same for him. Shaking, convulsing, crying (on my end) as our lust and needs all came together at the same time that evening.I had several small “humps” against his cock and balls as the sensations in my asshole and base of my cock felt like aftershocks every 10 seconds or so and lasted for a couple of minutes. I collapsed on him, and listened to his heart and his breathing as we took our time to calm down and float together into our sexual utopia. It was the start of something incredible. There’s a lot more to come regarding loving my Daddy and how it involved to a deep, deep bond that we will always share. But loving that Daddy was one of the most memorable times in my life.Hope you enjoyed Part 1. Part 2 to cum soon

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