Eager son meets cigar dad for the first time

So there is this guy I have followed online for years. He’s a big cigar smoking daddy bear. Just watching him smoke cigars and huff poppers while he pulls on his nips drives me crazy and gets my cock hard. And when I say years- I found him originally on tumblr and xtube- honestly at the time I never even realised I was into cigars. But fuck, watching this daddy smoke converted me. I wanted to be his boy, I wanted him to teach me to smoke, I wanted to make him proud and call me his son. I dreamt and fantasised about it for so long. He made me into a cigar admirer and he unlocked so many fetishes I had never even thought of. This bear was what I dreamt of. But I was too scared to talk to him- he wouldn’t want a boy like me. So I just watched from the side lines of the Internet for years. Getting horny over every post he did, worshiping him and wishing I was there with him so I could help him relax and serve him as his boy while he smokes his cigars. 

So flash forward to last year. I’m 23 now and he’s still my dream bear. And finally I pluck up some courage. I still have never smoked a cigar- but there are a few groups I’m in for cigar smokers/bears and their admirers. And I actually comment on one of his posts. Nothing crazy. And he actually comments back saying “thanks son”. Fuck. I know it’s nothing much and he was replying to most comments. But he called me son. And that drove me wild. And it got me horny- I got the poppers out and started edging watching every video of his I could find, every post- imagineing I was the boy or pup in the videos with him. And in this horny crazed lust I pressed like on anything I could find. I commented, retweeted and I just kept edging fantasising about this fucking sexy cigar daddy. Daddy in leather standing over me- feeding me smoke and poppers- calling me a good boy- his son- feeding me his daddy dick- before putting me in his sling and sliding his cock in me while he smokes his fat cigar. Feeding me smoke, and firing up a cigar to teach me to smoke while his cock is inside me. Fuck, I was getting so horny thinking about it. I hadn’t realised that he messaged me. “Thanks for all the likes and comments son- we should sort out you showing Daddy that attention in real life”. Fuck- I shot my load there and then. I couldn’t believe he messaged me. He followed me back. He was liking and commenting on my posts. I turned my phone off. What had I done? The bear I had lusted over for years was actually trying to talk to me. Why did I comment on so many posts all at once, why did I like everything, why did I get so horny and stupid…. I cleaned my self up. Got some food and later on went back on my phone. He’d sent another message! “Fuck your a handsome boy, give us a message if you want to chat more son. And looks like you want to get into cigars- so if you want Daddy’s help- let me know”. I took some time, but I built up the courage to reply. And we chatted a bit back and forth. He wasn’t like any Dom I had met before. He actually seamed interested in me- what I liked and what got me off. Fuck he could get horny and forceful too. It was like a proper Dad and son dynamic- he was growing me and my confidence, and making his boy better. But he let me be a fucking dirty sub pig boy as well and take complete and utter control. I really wanted him to be my Daddy. It’s like he would get me all hot horny and sweaty, covered in smoke and filled with cum- and then cuddle me and hold me in his arms after and kiss my neck, feel his beard against me, his big arms and hands squeezing me and make me feel safe. He wasn’t just the daddy I wanted he was the daddy I needed. 

So we have chatted on and off for the last year, but we don’t live in the same city. He works as a manager of a restaurant and has strange shifts so it’s been really awkward trying to plan anything to be able to meet up. But honestly- I think if we ran into each other in the street- I’m not sure he would even recognise me. He must have lots of boys after him. Why would he remember me? Plus most of the pictures I send him are my ass or videos of me wanking and shooting. They don’t tend to have my face in. So I was going to the city he lives in for a concert. But was going with some girl friends that I used to know in college- we were sharing a hotel room, and we had things planned from the moment we arrived till the moment we left. So I thought there was no point in trying to sort out meeting up. I had no hotel room for us to go to, my friends were hell bent on that we would be joined at the hip. And honestly I was a little scared- what if it wasn’t what I had dreamt of. What if he didn’t like me. So I didn’t say anything to Daddy….. but I did know where he worked. 

So it’s the first night- the concert wasn’t till the 2nd day- and we were hungry. Daddy’s restaurant was close to the hotel (I definitely didn’t book it for that reason) and I suggest it as an option. My friends are up for it, so we go, and it’s busy. There was some football game on, and another concert in the city as well and the restaurant was full. But Daddy was there. He was running round and talking to everyone, but he was there and I was going to get to meet him. I started to get nervous. We got to the front of the queue and are waiting at the host stand and he walks up- looks directly at me- and says “table for 3? Any allergy’s? Follow me” sits us down- tells us about meal deals and a server will be with us and then leaves the table. He didn’t recognise me. He kept running round, jumping and helping in the kitchen and then coming back out to the tables- he checked in on us a couple of times but he never seamed to clock who I was. My friends clocked me checking him out- they said I should leave my number, I laughed it off. But I felt really disappointed. So we finished our meal and left. We had a great day exploring the city the next day. The concert was insane. 3rd day came and my friends had to leave early so I was at a loose end, had one more night in the city and no one to hang out with. I checked my messages with Daddy- and nothing new- yep- he definitely didn’t recognise me otherwise he would of messaged. 

So I’m feeling low, feeling lonely. It’s about an hour before Daddy’s restaurant closes- and fuck it- I’m hungry- I’m gonna go have food and even if he doesn’t recognise me (if he’s even there at all) at least I’ve got to see the man I have lusted over for so many years. I know it sounds like a stalker. But from how he spoke to me online, I really thought we had something. I go in table for 1, and a lady sit me down. He’s not there. Take my order, get a drink, have some salad and wait on the food while playing on my phone. I then hear his voice announcing the food next to me as he puts it on the table. I look up at him and thank him. He smiles, asks if I need anything else and says “enjoy your meal”. And then leaves. He doesn’t recognise me. I wait till the restaurant closes, pay my bill and leave. I’m actually a little angry and upset. We have talked for a year at this point. I have thought about this for so long. So I don’t know what’s come over me. But I decide to wait out side. 1 by 1 the staff leave. The lights are off- but no sign of him. I missed him. So I start writing this long message to him on my phone. Saying that I saw him, he didn’t notice me, that I wish we had got to spend time together…. And then I had a very distinct cloud of smoke that smelt amazing pass from behind me. “Hey son, I noticed you the other day. Glad you came back and waited for me”. He turned me round, pulled me in and kissed me deep, feeding me his cigar smoke at the same time. I could smell that he was sweaty from work. His cigar smelt amazing. And he had his arms wrapped round me making out with me. But why didn’t he talk to me when I was in the restaurant. Why did he just ignore me. He stopped, he could obviously tell I was a little distracted “you ok son?”. “You angry at your Daddy for not talking to you in the restaurant?”. I nodded sheepishly- it was silly really- I hadn’t told him I’d be there, I was with my friends, the place was busy, it must of been awkward for him. “When I am in work, I’m in work- I can’t always talk to the people I want to, especially when it’s busy. Sorry if I made you feel unnoticed son”. He pulled me in for the most massive bear hug. He then took a massive puff of his thick cigar. And started making out with me again. I was so close to him I felt his cock getting harder in his jeans. This was actually happening. “Ok son, get in the car, Daddy’s taking you home”. I didn’t know what to say “oh my hotel is just down the road I can walk”. He looked at me and said “Dad”. I was confused- “Dad?”- “the sentence you just said son, you didn’t say Dad. And your gonna need to get used to saying Daddy more- cause I’m not taking you to your hotel son. You’re coming home to Daddy’s bed.” I started to get excited. “Is that ok with you son?”. “Yes Daddy”. “Good lad, now get in Dads car, I’ve got a cigar for my boy, and you have some nips to chew while I drive”. 

As we hop in the car dad hands over a lighter and another cigar. He looks over at me and says “we’ll go on boy, don’t be shy, stick it in your mouth and light it up”. Without hesitation I did as dad said, granted I’ve never lit a cigar in my life. As I start to light the cigar, I take little huffs here and there, just like how I had seen dad do on twitter. Slowly rotating the cigar, seeing the flame from the lighter get bigger and bigger. Making sure there’s enough spit on the end of the cigar for dads liking. I glance over at dad in the drivers seat and he has a big grin on his face. I take that cigar out of my jaw and murmur, “what dad?” In a giggly tone. “Look at you lighting dads cigar, looks like someone’s been paying attention” dad replies. I chuckle and offer the cigar over to dad. Daddy grabs the cigar with his big bear paws and stuffs in his jaw. 

One hand on the wheel, the other grasping my thigh. Dad takes a few big draws on the cigar, looking over at me and blowing the smoke in my face. I take a deep whiff and lean in even further. I lift up dads shirt and start suck on his hard nipples. Dad grabs the back of my head, pushing me further into his chest, “oh fuck yeah son, bite dads tits”. I nurse even harder and harder I get can hear dad growling with pleasure. I grope and grab as much as I can of dads amazing full body the entire ride home, exploring every inch that I can with my hand. As we round the final corner, dad pulls into the drive way, cigar still lit and my mouth still attached to his nipple. Dad pulls my head back, whispers “open up boy” then takes a huge draw of his cigar and blows it right into my mouth. The overwhelming sensation  of the warm cigar smoke enters my mouth and lungs, then the next thing I know, dads tongue is swirling around inside my mouth. I moan with pleasure as we sit there making out. Tasting dads smokey tongue.  We pull away from the amazing kiss. Dad looks at me, “let’s go get cleaned up and we can relax a bit son”.  

Dad guides me inside, past the kitchen and into the bedroom. My mind running ramped and my heart hearing 1000 miles per hour. “This is it. This is where all the magic happens. All the cigars I’ve seen dad smoke and post online. It all happened here” I think to myself. Dad sets down his bag, grabs both of my hands and pulls me in close. Cocks touching, his hands now stroking my face. “You are such a beautiful boy you know that son?”. Dad says. I blush and reply “you’re the sexy one dad”. I lean in and dad wraps both of his big bear arms around me. I’ve never felt more safe and secure in another persons arms before. I feel dads hands slowly moving down from the top of my back, and he grabs both of my ass cheeks and squeezes. I pucker up a bit and dad squeezes harder. I can feel his cock throbbing and pressed up against my thigh. “Take these off boy, I wanna see my sons body” dad says.

Daddy walks over to the bed, sits down and addresses me over. I start to take off my clothing one piece at a time. Watching as dad admires my body. He reaches over to his nightstand. Pulls out another big cigar and starts to light it up. I stop for a second to watch and dad reacts with a “don’t you stop son, keep going”. I pull down my pants, underwear still on, watching as dad hauls deeply on his cigar. Smoke filling the room. There I am. Standing there with nothing but underwear on, fully tented now that I’ve seen dad lighting his cigar.  He taps his thighs, I walk even closer. Dad huffs on his cigar and looks at me right in my eyes. “Take those off boy”. I reach down and pull my underwear down. My cock standing at attention. Dad grabs my balls, take a huge puff on his cigar and wraps his lips around my cock. I gasp in pleasure. Looking down in disbelief. Smoke seeping from the sides of dads mouth as he moves back and forth on my cock. I can feel dads tongue roaming around. “Fuckkkk dad” I murmur as he blows more smoke onto my cock. He looks up at me with a grin on his face. “Does that feel okay son?” Dad asks me. I reply with a nod and a “mmmhmmm”. 

“Take the cigar son” dad says as he passes it to me. As I take the cigar, dad reaches down and takes off his underwear, his cock leaking with pre cum. I put the cigar in my mouth, slowly breathing in all the smoke. He moves to the edge of the bed and demands that I get on my hands and knees. I do as dad says and lean down in front of him. His cock staring right at my face. “I want you to do to dad, exactly what I just did to you son”. I take a deep drag of the cigar, lean in and blow it all over dads thick cock. Slowly wrapping my warm mouth around it. I take his cock all the way down to his balls, swirling my tongue around his shaft. As I try to pull up for air, dad forces my head back down with both of his hands. “Suck it boy, dad needs his balls cleaned”.  As I choke and gag on dads cock, he finally pulls me off of it so I can breathe. 

At this point the cherry on the cigar is 2 inches long and about to fall off. Dad grabs the cigar from my hand and tells me to hop on the bed on all fours. I do as he says and climb up on all fours. My ass sticking off the side of the bed. Without notice dad spreads my ass cheeks open, huffs on his cigar  and blows the smoke right on my hole. His tongue penetrating me deep. I let out a “holy fuck”. Dad continues to devour my hole as he goes back and forth to his cigar. The whole room a full cloud now. I lay there in pure pleasure, feeling dads tongue roam around my hole. Dad releases his tongue from my ass, stands up and spits down on his cock as he puts the cigar back in his mouth. He slaps his cock against my hole, leans into me and whispers “you ready for my cock son?”. 

Before I could reply dads thick cock slides right into my smoke covered hole. I let out a grunt and dad pushes all the way in. Dad stands there for a few seconds, letting my hole swallow his entire cock. He then grabs my hips and starts thrusting in and out, smoke spewing from sides of his mouth. I look back and see dads eyes rolled into the back of his head with pure pleasure. His cock sliding in and out of his sons hole, over and over again. I lay there, face down into the pillow and dad owns my ass. Enjoying the smell of cigar smoke filling the room. I feel dads strokes getting harder and faster. He slaps my ass and tells me to roll over. I obey and roll onto my back. Dad puts my legs over his shoulders, slides his cock back into my sloppy hole, then leans in for a deep heavy smokey kiss. As I suck on dads tongue I moan in pleasure as I feel his cock hitting my prostate. Dad pulls away from the kiss, pushes my legs back and plows my hole even harder. At this point my cock is on the verge of exploding and I can tell he’s getting close to. Dad passes me the cigar, mid stroke and tells me to stick it in my mouth. I do as dad says. As I huff on the cigar dad looks at me and says “you ready for this seed son? Dads gonna bust?!” I let out muffled “fuckk yeah dad. My hole clenches around dads cock as he pumps his seed deep inside of me. His cock pulsating. Dad thrusts a few more times, making sure his baby batter is deep inside. He proceeds to pull out, lick the remaining cum off my hole and spit it in my mouth. I sucks on dads tongue, tasting his load from my hole. Dad then grabs the cigar, sticks it in his mouth and starts sucking my cock. I look down at him, trying to contain myself. I put my hand on the back of his head as I start the fuck his throat. Dad grunting and moaning with my cock in his mouth. I let out an “ohhhh fuckkkk dad” and shoot my seed right into the back of his throat. I lay there quivering, as dads tongue swirls around my cock head. He pulls me in for one last kiss of the night and whispers in my ear “I hope you know this is happening again in the morning baby boy. My sons gonna get loaded up from dads morning wood too. I expect a cigar ready and lit for me before breakfast.” I replay with a “yes sir.” We both get under the covers, dad cuddles up to me as the big spoon, and kisses me on the back of the neck. “Good night son, I’m so glad you’re here”