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I've known I'm into older men basically my entire life. I was probably 10 when I first discovered porn. I wasn't into young guys... I wanted bears. I liked them big and hairy, with huge cocks. I would watch Pro Wrestling and imagined that I was the one getting manhandled by the sexy performers. When I first started to understand my boners, I would fantasize about an older man using me to satisfy his needs. I once heard my mom talking about a "kept boy" and immediately googled what that was. My brain and my cock lit up. I didn't even care about the money part. The guy could be broke as a joke, as long as he was fucking me at his leisure six ways to Sunday. The thought of an older man keeping me on tap to use me whenever he wanted? Are you kidding me? That's the dream. The fantasy boiled down to what is somewhere between extreme D/s (Dom/sub... but also Daddy/son) and full on Master/slave. The way I imagined it, while he was at work, I would be at home, naked (except for a collar, cock cage, and leather harness... occasionally, I'd wear a jock strap if my cage had been taken off), ensuring my body was the way he liked it, ensuring the house was clean and Daddy was coming home to a freshly cooked meal. To the public, he was my Dad and I was his son. We could invent some story about how I was an accident he just found out about or something... those details didn't matter to me. To anyone he wished to know, I was a receptacle for cock and cum. When he came home, I sucked his cock while he enjoyed his dinner. He would fuck me whenever and however he wanted. If he was horny in the middle of the night, he would just stick it in me--I would always be ready to take him. Nobody would have to know that I wasn't his biological son. I was going to have enough of his DNA in me at either end that it didn't matter. It also didn't matter if his friends used me. If his brothers/cousins used me. If he was having a party, I could be the entertainment. If someone wanted to borrow me for a few nights, or even rent me? The only consent needed would be his. Daddy would know what was best for me. Let me reiterate: these were fantasies I had before I even hit puberty. After puberty, it only became stronger. My first boyfriend was really hairy and I was a total slut for him... but he didn't really appreciate me calling him Daddy. In fact, I've still not yet found a guy I can call Daddy. I believe it is an honor close to religious experience to have an older guy put his load in either of my holes. I've never understood the ageist twinks when I was in college. "Eww that older guy hit on me!" What the fuck is wrong with you? Drop to your knees and suck that man dry like the God he is. But then again... maybe I just have Daddy issues.

Think i've hit the jackpot. Been chasing this guy on a cruising site who had great recommendations. Almost unbelievable. One of my many types he's older in his 60s and a total top. Scrummy! I text him in his street feeling edgy not knowing if this will be a genuine hookup. He doesn't answer. After a few minutes I was about to dejectedly leave his road and sit on a grassy bank when I see him some 100 feet away waving his arms. First impressions are ok yet I know from experience that those initial impressions often bear no relation with sexual fulfilment. We enter his house and within a minute are snogging our faces off taking in each others chemistry. He's sexy, better looking close up, average to chunky build and my height. He wraps his arms around me and after ten minutes I'm guided to the bed where, once we've discarded our clothes carry on with the kissing until i feel his stubby finger stroking my pussy. Savouring this he fishes out a bottle of poppers from under his pillow puts it to my nostrils then explores my hole further enjoying watching my face as my hole is opened up. Laying me on my side and lifting my top leg i feel his tongue enter my younger bubble butt eating it out with his arse starved tongue. I pull my cheeks apart for easier access luxuriating in the hungry velvety feels. `I'm going to fuck you` he explains. I feel his stubby wide cock pull apart my cheeks as he enters me. The idea of being used by an older sexy guy opens my mind as i stick more poppers up to my nose. We carry on exploring positions finding out what excites us. Sticking me on my back and placing a pillow under my cheeks i lift my legs eagerly quivering at the feel of his tongue. `Open your cheeks` he orders and I willingly comply. Soon he re-enters me and i squeal with delight as I watch his sexy persona use my arse to get him off. Within minutes I watch his firm stocky frame quicken pace with the tell tale sign of no return as he dumps his cum inside me. After recovery we kiss again and i play with his cock that eagerly responds. `Suck it!` Eagerly i take him orally poppered up working hard to make him erect. `Turn over` he orders and with my eager moons up in the air his tongue re-enters slurping my innards in preperation for his cock. Once again I feel his sexy cock and push back meeting his thrusts. Going from position to position I beg him `Mount me!` and within five minutes he was again flooding my holes with his dna. Bliss! I've never known a man to shoot his load five times but he did. He could have cum more and wanted me to return. The reports I saw were true. I've already arranged to return for more! Who wouldn't?