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My First Silver Daddy
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My first time with a guy was with an older guy in his mid sixties. I was 30. He used to ride the same bus as me, and as we often saw each other, we slowly got to talking.. saying hello to each other etc... a sort of a "bus-ride only friendship" ..he was just this nice, polite, friendly sort of older guy with nothing about him that made me think he was gay.
Anyways one day he asked me if sometime i might be able to help him move some furniture into his garage. We sorted out a time and date and i duly turned up and we did actually move some furniture out into his garage and afterwards went inside for a coffee. We were sitting at his kitchen table having our drink and talking, when at one point in the conversation he just casually dropped his hand onto my leg... and so it began..
I didnt know whether to just move it or him away.. to run.. to yell at him.. or what.. my mind went into this crazy spin! Having some sort of sexual experience with another guy had always been something i had thought I wanted to try.. but god I had never had the balls to go looking for it.. I hadnt even really known where to go looking for it - I just had never been that brave or confident enough before. In the end my bravery caught up with me and I just let him leave it there..... my bravery, come hell or high water, was now about to finally confirm to me that i really was at least bi or gay... there would be no more denying it from here on in if i let him continue.. and i guess I knew i was going to let him continue.
Slowly he let it wander.. and before long he was massaging my cock and balls thru my pants... I was just so scared.. but so incredibly instantly aroused.. I think I was as hard as I had ever been in my whole life... and he would have felt it for sure. I just sat there not moving.. not wanting to break the moment... with my cup of coffee still in my hand and let him enjoy me.
Then he was unzipping me and his hand slid into my pants... and ohhhh I was so hard!! He groped my shaft, fondled it and stroked it as best he could, given that I was still sitting there at the table with my pants and underpants still on. His hand played with me for what seemed like ages but in reality was probably only minutes at best! Any thoughts of me doing a runner had totally vanished from my mind by then. Eventually it was just too much for me and for him... so i just basically stood up. I guess I knew by then I was going to be his in some way - i just didnt know how yet.
I was right beside him as i stood and he just turned in his chair and then unzipped me properly.. undid the rest of my pants.. and they just fell to the floor... my underpants were next.. all within the space of seconds... and he just leaned in and went straight to sucking me. My cock, which was so incredibly haard... just disappeared into his mouth... he went deep.. took my whole cock... (I'm about your average 6") and from there he had me completely where he wanted me... and where I wanted him to be I must admit...
His sucking was incredible... he licked.. he suckled.. he tickled.. he sucked.. mhmmmm fuck it was fantastic... he was better at cocksucking than any woman i have ever been with.. he just sooo knew how to do it properly.. but then again.. I guess him being in his mid 60's.. he had had a fair bit of experience... he'd definitely sucked some cocks before... he WAS GOOD!!!
I so remember looking down over my shirt at the top of his head. His face buried deep on my cock was the most incredible sight and seeing him sliding back and forth on my cock, seeing it appear, then disappear.. OMG!
I literally only lasted about 30 seconds I reckon... but what a 30 seconds it was! I just splurrrtted.. splattered.. blasted.. shot my load into his mouth in no time... It was one of the best, hardest most intense orgasms i've ever had i'm sure... and all right down into his closed mouth... he never even blinked.. he took every drop... swallowing everything.. I was totally blown away.. he never hic-cupped.. never missed a beat.. and just kept going until i was completely clean....
It was amazing!!!.... but as i'm sure happens with alot of first time experiences, the guilts set in and I was basically out of there within 10 minutes... I made up some lame excuse and said i had to go and quickly pulled my pants back up.. and so on. He was really good about it... I guess he knew what i was going thru....
For the next few days i took later buses so that i didnt have to see him.. I was too embarrassed... but fuck I was so horny the days afterwards that I knew it woudnt be long before I did see him again... and so it proved - 3 days later I was back knocking on his door and so began what was to be a nearly three year affair with him... seeing him regularly on the bus and arranging meetings ..going to visit him whenever I could get there. Over the intervening years he taught me so much...!!! - fuck he took me to places sexually i never thought i'd go to.
My second vist he began to mould me I guess you could say. Telling me that if I wanted another blowjob like the first time then i had to learn to reciprocate and so began my journey. He took his time with me..didn't force me as such...(lol..though he certainly 'forced' or co-erced me in other nice ways that i enjoyed over the years) but by the end of that second visit he had me starting to appreciate the skill of sucking a cock..his cock..and i loved it....damn i did!
From there, everything just expanded..... from sucking and licking him to getting him off with my mouth...the first few times he pulled away and came in his hand and over his groin, but it soon became my chest, then neck, then face, then finally my mouth. Once he started cumming in my mouth he started telling me i was HIS cocksucker... he still sucked me off, but less and less... my 'reward' started to come more and more through hand jobs, but i was fine about that - i loved having his cock and his cum shot in my mouth! OHHHHH I SOOOOOO LOVED IT!!!!
Becoming his cocksucker soon lead to him introducing panties to our games... I remember him telling me that girls suck cocks and since I was as good as any girl I should look like one too.. so panties soon became my go-to dress standard. Panties became more - stockings, pantyhose, camisoles, bras, suspender belts and i loved it. It just felt sooo right, soooo natural! I really was fast becoming his gurlyboi and i didnt want it any other way.
Dressing soon lead to him asking, or maybe directing me, to start shaving, at first around my cock and balls, but that soon became even more - my tummy and chest then finally legs. He slowly bit by bit completely feminized me and i was fine with it - i loved it. And the more i shaved the less i suffered from bumps or shaving rashs..my skin grew used to it and in no time i thought my body looked even more sexy for him. i really did start to look very fem i thought.
He basically had one rule for me - that when i visited him i had to have put aside 2 hours..and it was a rule that i grew to love - god we enjoyed so many foreplay games in that time... usually playing all the way through the two hours... up until the last minutes lol!
Games of watersport were introduced.... at first it was about me accompaning him to the bathroom to hold and aim him in the bowl.. this soon became more when he started asking (or was it 'telling') me to aim him on my own body.. he wanted his scent on me... as he said.. he wanted ME to know that I was HIS sex toy... that "his scent was akin to a dog marking its territory! I loved it.
so there..that was my first guy/guy thing..hope you enjoyed hearing about it..reading about it...as much as i enjoyed my first time!
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Posted on : Dec 7, 2019
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Commented on Jul 31, 2022
There are So much about your experiences written in these blogs that reflect my own experiences (sadly very few), my many missed opportunities, and my very deep cravings, that I realize we are very much alike in many ways. I truly wish we were neighbors. I know for certain we would be together, having Sex a lot - especially at first - you Know those intense bursts of Lust and Excitement and then long, easy going friendship
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Commented on Jul 10, 2021
its like you and I are the same person
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Commented on Jun 28, 2020
Yes those first impressions of a male lover leave an indelible mark on all of us cock lovers and cocksluts i think. We never forget that first time and as time passes they seem to become even stronger memories. Once we have tasted the delights of a olders mans cravings, deviant or not; his flesh and in particular his beautiful cock we never want to go back..or at least i certainly felt that way. In fact i just wanted even more.
The first approachs and touchs by him (my first silver daddy) on my leg, even through my pants, are still strong and very VERY pleasurable memories, as are his first attempts at undoing my fly and slipping his hand inside to find me. Once he had me in the palm of his hand i was hooked. Whilst i vaguely remember my first attempts at fucking with a girl as a teenager, my first time with my first Silver Daddy is as clear as the day, in my memory. Every sensation is deeply etched in my mind, as of course are my subsequent early visits to him. The exploration and experiences just grew with each visit.
Going from someone who thought they were only visiting him to get a blowjob, to being someone who only wanted to give the blowjob was such a transformation for me! He took me from being a guy, to being his gurly-boi in easy gentle steps...first teaching me the nuances of doing it well..to starting to accept his seed on my body, to finally accepting and then gladly, willingly, eagerly wanting his seed in me. Then came my final transformation - me starting to become a true gurly-boi dressed in lingerie for him, and then finally starting to shave my body - removing any last vestiges of my masculinity. Finally i was a gurly-boi..i was a butterfly released and i was his.
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Commented on Jun 26, 2020
This is a bit out of context, but more or less similar in the power of its impression, which i retain intact to this day. "He" was a high school senior who rode the bus with me each day to the school i attended as a junior high boy. His name was Darryl and he was incredibly hairy and drop-dead gorgeous. His musk was so strong it made my head spin, and he always sat beside me when possible, moving his thigh right up against my leg and driving me frantic with lust. I never got what i wanted, which was to service him as a boy whoreslut. But his memory burns very bright in my mind and i know we will connect when we are both reunited beyond the veil. I still dream of what it would have been like to inhale his scent if those trousers had been dropped and i had the chance to suck, lick and go crazy with delight. So glad you went all the way to the goalpost! Beautiful blog, well-written and so AROUSING!!!
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Commented on Jan 15, 2020
Thanks for sharing that. Well written - It got me hard. I will keep track of your blog and plan to post some of my experiences in mine.
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Commented on Dec 9, 2019
I enjoyed reading about your 1st time. I know what you mean about the guilt afterwards.
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Commented on Dec 8, 2019
Very sexy story. It reminds me of a time that a crossdresser rubbed her legs up against mine on the bus and tried to talk me into coming back to her house. I declined, but ..Oh, well. Opportunity missed.
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