This is a story about a time I 26M met up with 64 year old man who wore an old Army hat the entire time I was there. He was cautious at first, but I stripped and began reaching for his belt buckle as I pushed him back down onto his couch. He first pulled his soft cock out and sheepishly admitted that it was still soft, while stripping his pants.
"I don't care, I prefer that." I replied "I love feeling it grow in my mouth." Uttering as I began inhaling the very flaccid 3.5 inches of circumcised daddy meat into my mouth. My first goal was to get this cock as wet and sloppy as possible. I began with pushing it as deep into my mouth while still soft, and using my tongue to gently caress the underside of the shaft, and faintly tickling the tip with the back of my throat. He continues to harden into my mouth and grows until his cockhead begins pushing tightly against my throat. At this time I decide it's time for him to get what he truly wants: A submissive cocksucking boi choosing daddy's meat over air until absolutely necessary.
I start with a swift swallow of the head to bring it into my throat. I begin breathing through my nose and quickly engulf the now fully engorged 7.5' length and 5.5' girth cock down to the hilt. Taking the time to hold it down there and get my throat accustomed to its newest fan for as long as daddy wants. My hand takes the time to explore the pair of tangerines hanging below his love stick. They felt perfect for my hands to lightly wrap around and tease. After about 15 seconds of swallowing around his cock, I slowly pulled off.
I regained my composure and got back to the task at hand. I teased the tip in, and began to suckle on his perfect mushroom head. Tongueing lightly at the entrance, desperately hoping the warm reward I'm looking for will make its way out.