Quarantine Companion

I am a boy that is used to getting daddy dick at least a few times every week, so when the city shut down due to coronavirus and my regulars were staying home, I was going through a terrible dry spell.  I usually jerk off daily even when I'm getting cock regularly, but it was getting out of control with me craving cock constantly.  My toy collection was getting a ton of use and I burned out the motor in one of my prostate massagers, but it's just not the same.  I thoroughly enjoy the whole process of pleasing a man.  The kissing, rubbing, groping, touching, and teasing makes my hole twitch with excitement.  Sucking a man, feeling him get harder in my mouth, and tasting his precum makes me crave him inside me.  The more turned on I make a man, the more I want him to toss me around and thrust into me.  The harder he pounds me, the more I want him to cum.  Toys are fun, but I desperately needed to please a man.

I was spending a lot of time online chatting with men while I played with myself.  This was nothing new, but it was definitely taking up a lot more of my days than before.  One man that messaged me lived nearby and we began chatting.  He is 54 years old while I am 24.  His pics made my hole tighten around the dildo I was sitting on when I read his introduction.  He seemed sincere and charming right away.  It didn't hurt that his girthy eight inch erect cock was prominently displayed on his profile.  He had moved to town at the end of last year and had a whole house to himself.  We were both isolating to stay safe, so we weren't going to meet for a while, but we were enjoying talking.

Within a few days, we were texting and calling each other.  He described what turned him on in amazing detail and I loved every minute of it.  He seemed like the dominant top daddy of my dreams.  I would play with my toys as I listened to his sexy voice describe some of the adventures he's had with boys in the past.  I would send him pictures and he'd detail what he was thinking about doing to me.  We would listen to each other moan and cum while asking each other all kinds of questions about our prior experiences.  Sometimes he would even tell me which toy to use and exactly what to do with it.  After a week or so of him making me cum several times a day, we agreed that after another week it would be safe for us to meet.

We continued our distant pleasures as the anticipation built in the following week.  When he would shoot a load, he'd snap a picture of his cock and seed to text me.  Everything he would say he wanted to do to me sounded amazing.  It's hard to say which one of us wanted it more, but we were both insanely excited for that Friday to finally arrive.  He even stopped jerking off a couple days before to give his balls time to fill.  That Friday after I was done with work, I took a quick shower and did something that I had mentioned doing before and he requested for our meeting: clean myself out, inject a good amount of lube into my hole, and put in a medium sized butt plug to squeeze and keep the lube in.  I got dressed in tight jeans and a slim shirt, grabbed the bag that I had packed and headed over to his place.  I had a huge smile on my face as I rang the doorbell.  It has been more than three weeks since I was with a man and I was giddy for cock.

The door opened and before me was the tall, masculine, hunk of a daddy that I couldn't stop thinking about for two weeks.  He was just out of the shower and only wearing his white robe.  As I stepped inside, his smile was intoxicating and his excitement obvious with the loose robe not holding his erection back.  As his cock was unveiled, my mouth dropped open.  The pictures didn't do his fantastic phallus justice.  He shut the door and grabbed my head on both side as he pulled me in for a passionate kiss.  My right hand instinctively wrapped around the shaft of his half erect cock and I could immediately feel it stiffening.  I was melting right there before him as my bag fell to the floor.  I could feel my hole pushing and clenching the butt plug as if it were getting ready.  I quickly found myself being led into his living room where he sat on the couch.  He opened his robe to reveal his now fully engorged member pointing directly at me.  I was practically in a trance staring at it.  His first words said to me in person were telling me to take off my shirt, which I did without breaking my gaze.

I hit my knees between his spread legs and my head moved to within an inch of his cock head.  There was already precum beginning to ooze as my tongue shot out to lap it up.  My right hand once again wrapped around hit shaft as my mouth opened and lips closed behind the head.  I moaned and closed my eyes as I tasted him for the first time.  He began whispering some words of encouragement as I'd heard him do several times on the phone.  I had confessed to him that I'd sucked a lot of cock, especially for someone my age, so he just let me work him.  I started slow, moving up and down while taking a little more of him into my mouth each time.  He had told me that he leaked a lot of precum, but it seemed like a slow and steady flow that was just enough for me to never lose the taste, which was wildly erotic to me.  He was moaning noticeably more as I started introducing him to the entry to my throat.  His hand ran through my hair, which he knew I liked from our conversations.  I had assured him that I could deepthroat his cock, but he said he wouldn't believe it until it happened.  Once he felt the pressure against my throat slightly increasing with each down stroke, he said "you're really going to do it, aren't you?" followed by a louder moan.  My eyes were still closed, my hand stroking his shaft right in front of my mouth spreading my saliva all over, and it was time to show him my skills.

I tilted my head back a little and raised myself up to give me the right angle for entry.  I took a breath, relaxed my throat, and pushed myself down to accept him in.  My hand moved out of the way to allow the final three or so inches of his shaft to pass my lips as his head forced my throat to expand to its girth.  I tightened my lips around the base of his cock as my nose flattened against his stomach.  I held myself in place for maybe three second to allow myself to adjust and him to really feel it.  He gasped and I moaned slightly while slowly pulling back, my hand back to stroking him.  With his head still in my mouth, I swallowed a combination of my saliva and his precum, took a breath, and went back down.  Now was my moment to show him what I could really do.  I sped up and started a rhythm.  I would stroke his shaft and have him touch the top of my throat two times allowing me to take a quick breath threw my nose. On the third stroke, I would take him all the way down to squeeze and stroke him with my throat.

He was losing his mind and I was loving it.  He let out a few "ooh god!" exclamations while his hands tightly grabbed the couch cushions on either side of him.  He would gasp on each of the third strokes and I knew he wasn't going to last long.  I may have made it through ten of my cycles before he took control.  Both of his hands grabbed my head and forced me to take those last few inches in and out.  At this point, my hole was getting tired from all the clenching and the whole experience made me cum out of nowhere.  My boy cock was rock hard inside my tight jeans and I could feel small spurts of cum soaking my briefs.  I was powerless to stop him and I wouldn't if I could have.

After maybe five thrusts, I started to gag a little, which isn't something that usually happens with me anymore, but his cock was too thick for me to take in rapid succession like that.  Without slowing down at all, he fucked my throat another three or four times before suddenly pulling my head completely off his cock.  By this point, I had saliva running off my chin and tears coming from my eyes.  I took a much needed breath and opened my eyes to see his hand grasp his cock.  I realized what was about to happen and smiled with my mouth still open.  With his other hand still on my head, he aimed his cock and gave it a single mighty stroke accompanied by a deep roar of dominance.  My eyes closed as the first splatter of cum fired onto my face.  Another stroke and roar resulted in a second rope of cum exploding against me.  It was on my eyes, covering my nose, and some in my smiling mouth.  By the fourth or fifth blast, my mouth had caught enough that I had to swallow.  After eight or so, the quantity of each shot had diminished, but his enthusiasm had definitely not.  He was yelling as if it was a war cry with each powerful stroke.  As he finished, he pulled me down a few inches on his cock and I sucked the last of his cum directly from the source.  I could feel the last few throbs of his shaft as he caught his breath.

His hands fell to his sides as he fell back on the couch.  When I released his cock and set back, he looked at me and laughed.  I was still smiling with tears, saliva, and a heavy coating of cum covering my face.  I started scooping the cum from my face with my fingers and licking them clean.  I giggled when he told me that he was now a believer in my deepthroating abilities.  Once I got the cum off my eyes and was able to open them, I saw his spent cock still about a third hard, sagging straight between his legs and glistening from my mouth.  He pointed me towards the bathroom so I could rinse off my face and told me to bring the towel back with me.  I was happy to clean up the mess we'd made and then curl up next to him on the couch and give him a kiss while he recovered.  He told me that was the best deepthroat he'd ever had and I confessed to him that when he took control, I came.

We chatted and flirted some more in the living room before going to the kitchen to get some water.  He had me take my jeans off and smiled when he saw the cum stain on my blue briefs.  There was also a wet spot on the back from some lube that had escaped.  I was instructed that I would have to take my briefs off too, which I happily did.  He knew I was usually naked while at home.

I was practically hypnotized by this Adonis of a man thirty years my senior.  After talking, texting, sending pictures, and helping each other jack off for two weeks, we were finally together.  I had only been at his house for fifteen minutes or so, but I had already deepthroated his thick eight inch cock and received a massive facial in return.  The brief experience was so hot that he even made me cum while fucking my throat.  After catching our breath, we cleaned up and found ourselves in the kitchen getting water where he had me strip for him so we were both naked.

His cock was still half erect as he stared at me with a big smile on his face.  Over the course of our phone conversations, we had discussed in great detail what he liked to do with boys and I was excited by it all.  He had me slowly spin around to show my naked boy body and then bend over slightly to give him his first look at the butt plug which I had been gripping since I left my apartment.  It was medium sized, silver, and had a circular red gem on the end that was visible.  We sipped some more water and continued to flirt.  Neither of us could stop smiling and his cock was getting noticeably erect again.  We were a couple feet apart facing each other next to the counter.  I placed my water glass on the marble and hit my knees again without being asked.  He continued to finish his thought as I dipping my head down, looked up at him, opened my mouth, wrapped my lips around his tip, and moved up so my head was level with his cock.  In seconds, he was hard as rock for the second time.  Our conversation didn't stop and I was listening to his every word while slow sucking his shaft.  His hand was gently playing with my head and hair.  When I had something to say or he asked me a question, I would sit back slightly and respond while stroking his wet cock.  This went on for maybe five minutes before he pulled me to my feet and kissed me.

My mouth had a small dose of his precum as his tongue darted to toy with mine.  There was no doubt that the stories he had told me of him charming the pants off all those boys were true.  I had been at his house half an hour and I probably would've accepted if he asked me to move in.  I was putty in his hands while he passionately kissed me and I slowly stroked his cock.  He pulled away and looked me directly in the eye to tell me in a very certain tone that he was going to fuck me.  What he failed to mention is that he was going to be deep inside me within a couple minutes.  He turned me to face the counter and got behind me.  His hand pushed my shoulder forcing me to bend over with my elbows on the marble.  He kissed the back of my neck as I felt his hand run down my back to grasp my butt momentarily before moving to the plug.  He toyed with it by turning it and pulling it enough to tug at my hole.  My back arched as I moaned and bit my lip a little.  Without saying a word, we were both ready for our two week long foreplay to come to it's logical finale.  He tugged harder so that the plug popped out of my hole to reveal the bulb still coated in lube which he rubbed around my tight rosebud for a few seconds.

The plug disappeared to be replaced with his fingers touching me to gauge my readiness.  Seconds later his girthy head was pushing me open.  I let out a yelp and a gasp as he forced his way into me.  Within five or six thrusts, he was all the way inside me.  My torso had fallen to the counter as I just accepted my role as his fuck boy.  I knew that's what he liked and I was more than happy to be whatever turned him on.  Despite his firm, controlling hands holding my hips, I made it a point to push back into him some to encourage him as much as I could.  We were both moaning and giving the occasional words of pleasure.  My cock was hard again and bouncing between my legs as he would pull back maybe six inches just to drive back into me.  This man could fuck and seemed to know exactly how hard and often to hit my prostate to edge me from the inside.  I would get to close to climaxing that I would moan loudly and buck just a little before he would back off just enough to stop me while whispering "not yet."  He did this countless times until I was so ready that he had to hold back after every few thrusts.  My orgasm was imminent and he knew.  He paused just long enough for me to exclaim "fuck me, please daddy!" and he drove his rock hard cock directly into my prostate harder than he had been before.  Three fast and powerful thrusts later, I was in heaven.

It was like a fireworks crescendo throughout my body.  My head sprang up as my back arched and my body shook with pleasure.  I was screaming and gasping loud enough to echo throughout the house.  My feet tingled and me knees were bouncing off the cabinets under the counter.  Only my ass was stationary.  Held in place by his powerful grip, he continued the bombardment on my sweet spot as if his assault would last all night.  I have no idea how long this went on as I was practically having an out-of-body experience.  It was as if he knew exactly how to use my body to make me explode.  He adjusted his angle slightly a few times which somehow made the whole experience even better.  If I would've died in that moment, I would have had a smile from ear to ear for all of eternity.  I got the feeling he knew that I was spent as he asked me a simple question:  "do you want my cum?"  I stopped gasping just long enough to let out a loud "YES, DADDY!" and I immediately felt him burst.

I had thought I had taken his biggest load on my face and in my mouth earlier, but I was thrilled to find out how wrong I was.  His cock fired like a cannon inside me with each thrust.  His hand was on my back holding me to the counter.  "That's right boy, take it!"  I felt his cum running down both of my legs after the third or fourth thrust, but he went as least a dozen pushes left to go.  My body shook with every powerful pulsation of his shaft against my stretched hole until he slowed to a stop.  He was still deep inside me and every twitch of his cock made me jump a little.  I went limp as he rubbed my back with his hand.  "You're good boy."  I needed a few minutes to collect myself.  I knew I couldn't stand up.  He was still inside me, but I could feel him slowly softening and my hole tightening around him.  He spent a little time assuring me that my hole felt amazing as we caught our breath.  He moved around a little and I could tell he was about to pull out.  As he slid clear of my hole, I immediately felt the butt plug again.  It popped inside me with ease and he told me to grip it tight.  He knew it turned me on to hold a man's cum inside me until he wanted to fuck me again.  He grabbed the towel and began wiping down my legs for me before helping me to my feet.

As I stood up using the counter to brace myself, there was a huge mess on the cabinet and floor below me.  My boy balls had been drained and ran down the wood finish to a pool or our combined semen.  The towel was pretty well soaked and we had to grab some paper towels to clean up the evidence of our fun.  I was practically giddy.  I had a sheen of sweat on my naked body and an even bigger smile than before.  One thing that hadn't been cleaned yet was his cock, which I hit my knees in order to fix.  He was mostly flaccid, but still a very impressive size.  I took him in my mouth a couple times as he caressed my head.  I don't think he could've possibly turn me on more.

My new lover suggested, in his very charming manner, that we should rinse off and instructed me to grab my bag.  He led me into the master bedroom to his king-sized bed where I dropped my luggage and we headed into his huge master bath and directly into the shower that was big enough for several people.  We showered and helped each other lather up while kissing a bit.  I obviously helped soap up his cock and he couldn't help but make sure my butt was nice and clean.  After we toweled off, we headed back to the kitchen naked.  He retrieved a bottle of wine from a small refrigerator and popped the cork.  We sat on his couch again with our pinot noir and continued talking like we would on the phone, only this time while staring into each other's eyes.  This was going to be a long and very fun night.  It's just what I needed after being on lock down for three weeks.