First Night Daddy

I always knew I had a hard Daddy/Boy fetish, which is why I started talking to Daddy online. I had looked at his profile a few times, and the picture of his thick cockhead always got me hot. We started off emailing, and then chatting live. I asked him, at one point early on, if he wanted me to call him ‘Daddy”. When he said yes, my heart started pounding and I was instantly hard inside my underwear. Just the thought of calling him Daddy — especially in bed — was enough to make me start to drip precum. Something about it was so hot… I can’t explain it but I knew I wanted more. We made arrangements to meet one night after work. We chatted more, and the talk turned to how he wanted me to please him, how he wanted me to make him feel good and when he called me his little boy and told me he was going to make me feel special, it sent me right over the edge.

Finally, the night to meet came. Daddy sent me his address and I drove to his house. It was a little bit of a long drive but the anticipation was awesome — I was throbbing all the way! When I finally got there he answered the door, and it was better than I expected. Grey hair, full grey beard… mmmm. Daddy wanted to go out to dinner, so we did. We ate and talked and got to know each other a little bit, and it was really nice. Then we went back to his house. We sat on the couch and Daddy and I had a glass of wine or two and we talked a lot more and got to know each…