Hello friends. I’m back with another story I think you’ll all enjoy! In case you’re unaware of me; check out my profile! But to keep it brief, I am a 25 year old guy who for almost all of my life was straight. Eventually I started having some gay urges towards the older men I saw at my pool. I decided to take the leap and since then I’ve engaged in a very enjoyable summer of debauchery with men that are far, far too old for me…but that’s just how I like it ;). I lost my virginity to an older divorced man a few weeks ago and I have definitely enjoyed his company again since, but I had the urging over the weekend to go for my first married older man. Here’s the story of how I found him and what we got up to….

It started when I went into one of the local bars around town. I ordered a beer for myself and was sitting at the bar when I looked over and saw a really hot older guy sitting at one of the countertops by himself. Short gray-ish hair, a glimpse of a beard he was growing in but not too much, probably just hadn’t shaved this week. Which did catch my eye. He was about 6 feet, maybe an inch or two taller. He fit very nicely into the business casual button down shirt he had on, so he looked like he kept himself in really good shape for his age. I would peg him at about mid-to-late 50s. He looked like he was there alone, which was interesting as I spotted a wedding ring on his finger. Of course, I was out and looking for a married daddy, so I figured I’d take my shot. Worst case he wasn’t interested right?

I walked over and introduced myself and asked him how he was doing. We made small talk for a few minutes before I asked him what he was doing here, and he said he was looking for someone to make conversation with. I asked about the ring on his finger then, wondering why he couldn’t get conversation from his wife. He said that he hadn’t been able to get conversation from her in a long, long time….among other things. I asked if he had found anyone potentially interesting for those other things, and pointed out there weren’t a lot of women out yet tonight. That’s when he let slip he didn’t necessarily have to find a woman. Our light flirting certainly picked up a little from there, but all it took to really escalate things was to mention to him that my apartment was only a 10 minute drive away. He told me he’d get the check and show him the way.

He followed me back to my place and as soon as we got inside, he swarmed me, grabbing my ass and forcing my clothes off. He even went in to kiss me, which I had done with the last guy I fucked but was not at all expecting from him, so it caught me off guard. He asked me if I was uncomfortable, and I reassured him not at all, it was just a pleasant surprise. We stood there in my living room, making out and rubbing our hands over each other’s bodies, until I told him if I had my clothes off, he was overdressed. He stripped down naked and I led him to my bedroom.

He sat down on the bed and that’s when I truly got an appreciation for how hot his dick was. He was fully throbbed, uncut, rocking at least 5-6 inches and it looked so angry and ready to put into my hole. The rest of his body was incredible as well, slim stomach, some grey and white hairs on his legs. I couldn’t have been more at his service. Still in my underwear, I climbed on top of him and continued our hot makeout session. I grabbed some lube from my nightstand and told him to start prepping my hole, and he was very gracious, pulling my trunks down and slowly pushing his cock inside. I already had precum leaking out of my cock as he kept just slowly pushing his dick inside me for the next few minutes. I asked him if he was ready and he said he’d never done this, and I told him to fuck me just as he would his wife, I was his to use as he pleases. He slid my trunks off and pushed his cock inside my ass HARD, causing me to unleash a big moan. He wasn’t here to waste time, he wanted a hole, he wanted to fuck, and I was his release. He LOVED being verbal, telling me how good it felt, how long he’d waited for sex, how bad he needed this. At one point he groaned out “fuck, son, that feels so good.” I figured he was just saying son cause I was much younger but I decided to play along and started telling him to fuck me daddy and my god did he like that, somehow picking up pace and going even faster while also grabbing my neck and pulling at my face.

After awhile of that he told me he was getting close, but I didn’t want him to cum yet, so I had him pull out and I got on top. I continued my verbal play, saying how good it felt to be on top of daddy, how I wanted to please him, and he loved all of this, moaning and groaning as his thick, meaty cock kept driving inside of me. At one point I asked him what his wife would think and he laughed and said she was so oblivious she’d never even think to know it was happening. That made me so pleased that I could give this hot, older man exactly what he needed, fill a role for him he’d desperately been missing. He kept referring to me as son during this, so I played that up as well, saying I loved being a good son, I’d do whatever he needed, daddy felt so good in me. At that point he told me he was ready to cum, so he flipped me back over onto my stomach, and pounded me so hard, while I pleaded with him, begging him “please daddy, give me your cum.” He graciously provided, depositing a big load in my ass before pulling out, and falling on his back panting.

I sat there laid out on his chest for awhile, both of us absolutely spent, my first time with a married dad as amazing as I thought it would be. I asked him why he loved the verbal and dad/son talk so much and he told me he didn’t know, but that he had a son my age and it just came to him as we were fucking and I played long. I could tell it was all definitely a lot for him, so I didn’t press it too much or try for another round, and he said he had to get back home. But I did put his number in my phone and tell him if he ever needed a release again, I was always available.

What can I say? I love older men