My First Time Sucking Cock

I sucked my first cock (well first non-trans cock) about a year ago. This is a true story but I'm writing it with my memory and also trying to write it descriptively. So it's very close to the truth if not the exact truth.

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I had broken up with my girlfriend at the time and was really depressed. So, to cheer myself up I decided to do something sexual I hadn't done before and finally explore my attraction to guys.

I downloaded Grindr and promised myself I'd hook up with the first person to ask me to come over to theirs, thinking it would take a while.

After ten or so minutes of chatting to a few hot fem boys and a trans woman but just chatting, an older daddy messaged me with a few pictures of his cock and told me to go to his now and suck him off. I hadn't planned on hooking up with a top man, especially one like him. Old, fat, looked unhygienic, and his cock wasn't very big. Yet the way he didn't ask but just told me to come suck him "Come suck Daddy's cock with those sweet lips" really turned me on, plus I had promised to go to the first guy who asked me to.

On the way to his I almost chickened out several time, literally turning around and walking back before telling myself to be brave and have some fun.

I got to his street, and it was a rough area, people hanging out drinking on their doorsteps, I'm hardly a real nice dresser and I still felt out of place.

I messaged him to come meet me outside, but he said he wanted me to come straight up to his room. Turned out he just had a room in a shared building, the one with all the guys drinking out front.

I hung out on my phone for a bit hoping they would leave so I could head in discreetly but had no such luck. Daddy messaged me saying if I didn't come up now, he wasn't going to meet me. So not wanting to miss out on an experience like this I took a deep breath and strolled past the drunks, they didn't say anything, but one looked at me like he knew exactly why I was there.

I finally got to his door and he must have heard me walking up and working up my nerves because he opened the door before I could even knock. I had seen a few pics, mostly of his cock, but what greeted me still surprised me. An old Indian man, probably in his 50's or 60's was stood there checking me out up and down.

He was just in his boxers, bulge already hard, almost covered by a big hairy belly. He smiled and motioned me to enter before closing the door and locking it, just a latch nothing sinister, then laid sat on the edge of his bed.

I was so nervous I didn't really know what to do, I looked around the room and saw I was right about him not being hygienic. It was a small room, it only had a double bed, couch, small table, and a dresser with a tv on it. The room smelt strong, a mixture of sweat, incense, and curry was honestly a bit overwhelming. He apologised for not cleaning up, he'd just eaten dinner before I got there. After a bit more small talk he told me to strip naked and come sit next to him. I stripped and he liked what he saw, moaning and rubbing his bulge as he stared.

Finally naked the nerves hit me hard, I knew I was turned on but my cock betrayed me and stayed soft as I sat on the bed next to him.

He made it clear in his messages he like kissing and wasted no time getting to it. He rolled half onto me, pressing me onto the bed as he began to kiss me deeply. I wasn't really into the kissing and the fact I could taste his dinner wasn't great either, but I wanted to please so I really tried to get into it. Moaning as I sucked on his tongue like I wanted to suck his cock. I rubbed and teased his cock as he continued to dominate my tongue with his. He kept playing with my soft cock and balls, but it just wouldn't get hard. He pulled away and asked if everything was ok, I explained I was nervous and he told me he'd give me something to calm me down. He sat back and pushed me off the bed onto my knees.

Finally on my knees looking up I knew why I had come, this was where I wanted to be. Something came over me and I knew what to do, I emulated one of my favourite pornstars BJ tutorial and rubbed my face into his bulge, which by this time was damp with pre-cum. My face got slick with his scent, a mix of sweat, cum, and probably some piss in there too. I was certain he hadn't showered today. I kissed and rubbed his bulge for another minute or so before I just couldn't take it anymore, I sat back on my knees and begged Daddy to let me taste his cock.

He stood up over me as I slid his boxers down, his cock flicked out of the elastic top of the pants and pointed rock hard straight at me. I leaned in close and gave it a tender kiss before sliding my tongue around the tip, finally tasting another mans cock.

I loved it.

I knew I wanted nothing more than to spend the next while worshiping his cock.

It wasn't big, maybe four inches at most, especially with his chubby pelvis covering some length. He was cut too, which I thought to myself was a bit of a shame, cleaning a sweaty foreskin is high on my list of fantasies.

I began to act like the biggest slut for Daddy's cock. The length meant I had no trouble sucking down to his hairy balls. Licking clean every inch of his cock, balls, and thighs before really beginning to suck his cock. I listened to his moans and figured out exactly what he like most, my tongue sliding round his head as I sucked hard. His dribbling pre-cum acted as a boost every time it spurted onto my tongue.

Here I was, a tall, strong, usually dominant man on my knees, cleaning and worshiping this old mans cock, and I was loving it. A slut for his cock.

His moaning and breathing got heavier and heavier as I knew he was getting close. His hands were running through my hair, gripping and pulling me deeper when I hit the right spots. He suddenly got very silent and quickly thrusted into my mouth over and over.

"I'm cumming slut, take it!"

He screamed it so loud I bet the drunk guys out front heard it.

I doubled down my efforts doing what I knew he loved, my tongue licking madly around his cocks head. He gripped my hair so tight it hurt and held me in place as he began to fill my mouth with heavy bitter loads of cum. I sucked it all down, and as he released my head I pulled off and smeared some of his cum over my lips before licking him clean.

He laid down on the bed as I stood up and began to get changed, he asked if I wanted to cuddle, but sadly a wave of shame hit me and I wanted to just get out of there. I quickly got dressed we said goodbye and I walked out. As I was heading down the stairs my cock got rock hard, bulging in my tight trousers. I thought about heading back and seeing what else we could get up to but thought better of it. As I walked out past the drunks it really felt like a walk of shame. I found the nearest toilets and wanked till I exploded everywhere.

I had hoped to see him on Grindr again sometime but sadly haven't since, and have yet to find someone who makes me feel like I did that day.