Dom Daddy Takes My Ass & Makes Me His Bitch

I'm a bi-curious man with nearly no experience.
At 58, I decided to try it again and created a profile on a hook-up site. On my profile, I identified myself as bi-curious, had little experience and only wanted NSA encounters, and listed my interests as ass play, anal, oral, and nipple play. I also posted some private pics.

Within hours of posting, I got a few hits, mostly from other bi-curious guys and bottoms. Then I got an IM from a guy who piqued my interest. He was 64, and was into the same things as me. His profile had no face pic, but did include a couple of his cock, which looked magnificent. He was 6' 3" and 240 lbs. He asked to see my private pics. I obliged.

A few minutes later, another message: "Hey, buddy, definitely interested. I can host if you'd like to play later today."

I replied that I was definitely interested, and reiterated that I had little experience - sharing details of my two previous encounters - but was looking for some mutual oral as the next step in my exploration. We agreed to meet later in the afternoon at his place, which was about a half-hour drive from mine.

As the appointed hour grew closer, I showered and headed out, hopeful this encounter would be more satisfying than the previous two.

He lived in a small Craftsman-style house on a cul-de-sac. I parked in the driveway and headed to the front door and rang the bell. Shortly, the door opened and I was greeted by a big, mountain of a man. He was clean-shaven, with a full head of dark hair that was graying at the sides. He was sockless, wearing jeans with an untucked flannel shirt that wasn't buttoned. I could see a hairy chest through the opening.

"C'mon in," he said. "I'm Terry."

"I'm Nick," I said, entering the house.

"You'll have to take your shoes off, Nick," he said. "I just refinished my flooring, and don't want any scuffs."

I took them off and followed him into the living room.

"Have a seat," he said, gesturing to a couch. "You want a drink? Water or something stronger?"

"I'm good," I said, sitting down on the couch, somewhat nervously.

He sat beside me, his right thigh touching my left thigh.

"So, not a lot of experience, huh," he said. "That's cool. You'll have a little more pretty soon."

"That's why I'm here," I said. "Like I said, I'm hoping to take that next step and try a little oral."

"Oh, I can help you with that," he said, with a low chuckle. "Why did you decide to take up my offer in particular? No other takers?"

"Well, your interests matched mine," I said. "There were others, but none floated my boat."

"Anything else?" he asked.

"What do you mean?" I responded.

"Well, you're a little guy," he said. "I'm nearly a foot bigger and probably outweigh you by 80 pounds or so. I've met a lot of guys like you and they tend to like more manly men. Does that sound like you, Nicky? Does your interest in porn lean towards daddies and bears, for example?"

He put a big paw of a hand on my thigh, and squeezed it. I could feel myself going beet red. I looked down at his hand. Maybe he was right. Maybe subconsciously that's why I wasn't interested in the other guys who reached out, but responded to him.

"You want to suck a real man's cock, don't you?" He said, quietly. It was more of a statement, rather than a question. "Stand up and get naked for me. I want to see if you're worth my while."

I got up, peeled off my shirt and dropped it. I unbuttoned my shorts and slowly slid them off, and then took off my socks. I put my thumbs in the waistband of my underwear and lowered them to my ankles and stepped out. I stood naked in front of Terry.

He took my limp cock in his fingers and said: "Ha, a little man's cock. Not that you'll need it today."

He let go and told me to turn around.

I did as he asked. He ran a hand over my ass.

"Nice little ass, though," he said. "Turn around again, and get down on your knees."

I turned and kneeled down. He lifted his left leg and placed his foot on my face.

"Lick it," he ordered.

I hadn't expected this, but I stuck my tongue out and started licking his sole. This went on for about a 30 seconds. I was aroused and could feel myself starting to get hard. He moved his other foot and rubbed it on my cock, as it continued to grow.

"Okay, now that we've firmly established what kind of little man you are, on to the main course," he said.

He pulled his leg away, grabbed my shirt from the floor and dried his foot off. He stood up and said: "Follow me."

We went upstairs to his bedroom. He grabbed a towel from a nearby chair and spread it on the floor.

"Get down."

I knelt on the towel. He stood and front of me, but said nothing. He didn't have to, I knew what to do.

I reached up, unbuckled his belt, undid his jeans and pulled them down. As I did, he took off his shirt and tossed it on a nearby chair. He stepped out of his jeans. I then reached up and pulled down his underwear. He stepped out of them and kicked them aside.

He was still flaccid, but it was clear his cock was pretty big. I tentatively reached out and took it in my right hand and leaned in. I kissed the head and licked his shaft. And then, for the first time, I put another man's cock in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around and sucked, and I felt him begin to harden. With my left hand, I massaged his balls, just like I had seen in porn videos. I had a raging hard-on now and reached down with my right hand and started jerking myself.

"Did I say you could do that?" he said, with a bit of menace in his voice. "You're to focus everything on me."

I let go of myself and concentrated on him.

In no time, he was fully hard. I took it out of my mouth. It was thick, maybe seven inches long, and curved upwards. It was glistening with my saliva on it. I licked his shaft and put it back in my mouth. He placed his hands on my head and started face fucking me. Immediately I started gagging, but he didn't stop. He kept at it, thrusting as I choked and gagged and spit dribbled from my mouth onto my lap and the towel. Despite my best efforts, I could feel my teeth occasionally scr****g his cock, but he didn't seem to care. I put my hands on his thighs and tried to push away, but he held me tightly and kept pounding, until finally he let go and I pulled out. I gasped, fell back on my ass and tried to catch my breath. I had lost my hard-on during the ordeal. I wiped the spit from my chin.

"With more practice, slut, you'll learn not to gag," he said, with a smirk.

He climbed on the bed, leaned back against the headboard and spread his legs. Again, I knew what to do. I climbed on the bed and crawled between his legs, knelt down and began sucking his cock. I once more swirled my tongue around and sucked. Occasionally I would take it out of my mouth and lick his shaft. As I continued sucking him, I tasted his pre-cum. The more I sucked, the better I became, able to put more of him into my mouth without gagging.

"Suck on my balls," he commanded.

I moved down and licked his sack, and put one testicle in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it as I had done with his cock. I then did the same with his other. Thankfully he was clean-shaven.

"Now lick the area below my balls," he said.

I used one hand to lift his balls out of the way and leaned further down and licked his perineum. It was bit funky, but not in a bad way oddly.

"Okay, that's enough," he said. "Flip over. Time to take that little ass of yours."

"No, way," I said, as I got to my knees. "I'm happy to suck you to completion, but I'm not letting you fuck me."

His face clouded over, and he grabbed my right arm and twisted it violently. I yelped, as I fell to my side. He leaned forward and pushed me onto my stomach. He straddled my legs, holding them in place and put a hand between my shoulder blades and held me down. I heard a squirting noise and felt liquid on my ass.

"Your profile said you were interested in fucking," he said. "I don't like little cock teasers. Not only am I going to fuck you, you're going to thank me for it."

I struggled to get away, but it was no use. He was too big and strong, and he held me down. He moved one hand to my neck and pressed down. I felt his weight on me as he leaned forward, trapping me beneath him, now pressing his forearm on my neck. He rubbed his cock along my ass crack. Then I felt it at my hole and he began to penetrate me. At first it hurt a bit, but I had played with dildos so it wasn't too painful. He kept pushing until he was all the way in. I had a weird sensation of feeling full. He didn't move for a bit, letting me get accustomed to his cock.

Then he started fucking me, slowly at first, building a steady rhythm, his balls slapping my ass with every thrust. Despite the circumstances, it started to feel good. I had fantasized about getting fucked and planned to eventually, though not as it was transpiring. But damn it felt good, that I couldn't deny. I couldn't help myself and started moaning - maybe deep down I did want to be taken this way.

"Oh, you like that, don't you slut?" he growled. "Tell me how much you like it."

"I love it, please don't stop," I cried.

"Oh, I'm not gonna stop until I'm done," he said, with a laugh. "Whose slut are you?"

"I'm your slut," I cried.

"That's right, little man," he said. "I might just make you one of my regulars, if you're lucky."

He started fucking me harder and faster, grunting with each thrust. He slapped my ass hard a couple of times, stinging me. I cried in pain each time. At one point he reached his hands under my chest and roughly twisted my nipples, generating another yelp from me. He then raised himself a bit and placed both hands on my upper arms, pressing me down, as he continued to fuck me harder.

"Take it, slut," he said. "You're going to take the seed of a real man."

He continued pounding my ass for a couple for what seemed like 10 minutes, but I wasn't sure. I had become lost in the moment. Finally, he yelled and I felt his cock begin to unload in my ass. One, two, three, four, five thrusts with accompanying splashes of cum as he finished. He then collapsed on me. I couldn't move, with his weight pressing me down. I could feel his cock begin softening and then he pulled out, and rolled over onto his back.

"Clean me," he ordered.

I started to get off the bed to grab a towel or something from the en suite bathroom, but he grabbed me by the arm and hauled me back towards him.

"I said, 'clean me,'" as he guided my head to his cock.

I almost retched at the thought, but I leaned down and sucked and licked his cock, tasting an unpleasant mixture of cum, lube and my ass. When I finished, he pushed me aside.

"What do you say?" he asked.

"Thank you," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.