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realmenreallife

I photographed Craig today. Lucky me! ❤️

daddyhottub

I can't wait to see the pics. He is the dream daddy

whysoserioustellmewhy

Mike Rowe

Finally, after a long day hiking through the wilderness I can see my campground up ahead. There's a creek running through the centre of a grassy clearing amongst the trees. The campground is empty except for a single tent pitched over to the side of the area. I decide for a little privacy and head to the other side of the campground to set up my tent.

As I'm walking along the creek Im startled to see a handsome middle aged man standing in the shallows, naked. The golden light from the afternoon sun lights up his tanned body leaving him glowing before me. My eyes follow the tangle of hair on his chest down to his belly and then further to a full bush surrounding his soft daddy cock. I can feel my own beginning to thicken.

With my eyes glued to this gorgeous man and blood rushing from my head to my groin, I almost trip over a rock on the path, but manage to catch my fall before hitting the ground.

The man looks up after hearing the commotion and sees me for the first time. He doesn't look impressed but does nothing to cover his naked body.

I awkwardly smile and wave before quickly turning my head and rushing off in the other direction. "Smooth" I think to myself sarcastically.

As I begin setting up my tent I can't help but replay the awkward moment in my head time and time again. "He probably thinks I'm some pervy weirdo." "Well he did just catch me looking at his cock, but who wouldn't have", I find myself debating in my head.

After setting up my camp and cooking up some dinner I find myself relaxing by my tent and I notice the handsome man making his way across the campground towards me. "Play it cool" I think to myself, "He probably just wants to say hello". I try to convince myself that he isn't going to have a go at me for perving on him earlier.

"Hi, how are you?" he asked.

I'm great thanks, yourself? I reply.

"Sorry about earlier, I didn't mean to startle you. I thought I had this place all to myself. I'm James." The gorgeous man said as he extended his hand to shake mine.

"No big deal" I reply trying to make out like it was nothing.

"No big deal?" James looked down towards his crotch. "I thought it was at least above average" he looked back up with a smirk.

A little taken aback I fell silent, trying to think of something flirty to respond with. I'm just not that smooth when it comes to talking to guys.

Before I could think of something to fill the silence James changed the subject. We spoke for a few minutes about where we had been hiking the past few days before he asked if I had packed a warm sleeping bag.

"It's going to get cold tonight, a storm is on its way" he let me know.

Stupidly I hadn't checked the weather before setting out on my hike and I had only packed a light sleeping bag.

"I think I have enough gear to survive the night" I say, and James let me know that if I get cold that he will be able to sort me out.

James came across as a very masculine outdoorsy type of guy. Regardless of his flirtatious comment earlier, I figured he was straight when he told me about his two sons. He had wished they could have joined him on the trip but they were both busy with work.

After a bit more small talk James eventually excused himself and headed back to his tent.

The sun had already set and I began getting ready for bed. Just as I was snuggling into my sleeping bag I could hear the wind picking up and felt the temperature beginning to drop. James was right, seems we were in for a storm tonight and I began to get a little worried that I wouldn't be warm enough.

After a sleepless hour or so of shivering, tossing and turning, I decide to take James up on his offer. I figured he must have a spare sleeping bag or some thermals I could borrow. So I make my way to his tent, slowly unzipping it and waking him from his slumber.

"Excuse me James, sorry to wake you but I was hoping I could borrow that sleeping bag you mentioned" I say.

James chuckled a little and replied "sorry son, I never said I had a spare sleeping bag"

"I thought you said you could help me out if I got too cold?" I replied with a frown.

"Sure I can. You can share mine" and with that James through open his sleeping bag to reveal that sexy naked body again.

Was this really happening I found myself thinking? This handsome daddy wants me to share his sleeping bag to keep me warm?

Blood rushed to my cock tucked away in my thermals as I began to climb into bed next to James. He placed his hand on my chest to stop me as he spoke, "it will be much easier for me to keep you warm without clothes on, that way we can share body heat".

I could feel his eyes watching me as I removed my thermal top and I hesitated a little as I slipped my thumbs into the waistband of the bottoms. I could feel my hard cock straining against them. I looked deep into his eyes as I pulled my pants down setting my hardon free.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw his cock twitch for the first time and I think he liked what he saw.

I climbed into bed next to him and lay on my side. James snuggled into my back spooning me tightly. His hair on his chest and belly were tickling my back as he pressed himself against me.

"You're freezing" James said, "let me warm you up". And he began to rub his strong hands over my body. I could tell he was enjoying himself because I could feel a wet patch at the top of my arse crack where his hard cock leaking precum onto me.

Fuck I was in heaven in this man's arms. All I could think of was his hard cock sliding inside me.

I began grinding my arse back into his cock letting him know how hungry I was.

After exploring my body and lightly stroking my cock James ran his hand up my tosro to my mouth. Two of his fingers entered and I began to suck on them getting them nice and wet. He was sliding his fingers in and out of my mouth before taking his hand down to my hole.

James massages his first finger deep inside me and my full body shivers. I let out a moan as he leans close to whisper in my ear " you like that don't you boy" and then begins to kiss and nibble on the back of my neck.

The handsome daddy massages a second finger inside me as I work my hips, fucking myself on him. My hole is wet with my own saliva as I'm riding his fingers. I start to really thrust forward and back taking both fingers from the very tips all the way to the knuckle.

As I slide forward getting ready to thrust back down his fingers James added a third. I thrust down and the surprise of the extra girth makes me yelp. James chuckles in my ear and pushes even deeper inside me.

My wet hole is being massaged inside and out but it's hungry for more.

"Fuck me daddy. Fill me with cock and cum" I say.

And with that he withdrew his fingers from my moist hole. Then I could feel something much bigger pushing at my rosebud.

James lined his thick cock up with my dripping hole and began to drive it inside. It's so thick that I let out a whimper and instinctively try to move forward, but with one hand he pulls me back onto his cock, while the other covers my mouth.

I can feel his large knob pushing past my sphincter, stretching me with every inch he drives forward.

Eventually I can feel his pubes pressed against me and I know his entire cock is burried deep. "You like daddies cock boy?" He asks as he slowly begins to slide in and out.

A muffled "mmm hmm" is all I can get out with his hand still covering my mouth.

The storm is raging outside, with wind and rain smashing at the outside of the tent. But the hot and sweaty man on man action rages on inside.

Sweat drips from the roof of the tent as James repeatedly slams his cock into me. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoes into the night.

He removed his hand from his mouth as I moan louder and louder for him to pound me. "Pound me daddy! Pound that hole!"

James grabs a handful of my hair to get a good grip and starts pulling me backwards at the same time as he drives forward. He is going to town on my raw hole and I'm in heaven.

My body begins to tense up, and I shout "I'm going to cummm, fuuuuuucckkkk!!!". James somehow slams even harder. I'm not even touching my cock as an explosion blasts threw my body as rope after rope of cum erupts into the sleeping bag.

My arse muscles are spasming, and my hole is gripping James' fat cock tightly. This pushes him over the edge and with a few more deep thrusts he's screaming "HERE IT CUMS BOY!" as his seed shoots deep inside me.

We lay a sweaty mess, still spooning in the tent. As we catch our breath James covers us with his sleeping bag and kisses the back of my neck. I begin to slowly drift off to sleep with his cock still deep inside me, slowly going soft.

hotdaddysyeah

Two very handsome silver daddies passionately kissing.

dariopenn

graybeards

He was truly breathtaking, with a form that if turned to stone would have fit perfectly alongside the marble gods in my gardens. I’ve always had a taste for the classical, the clean and simple perfection of that era.

Edward was a favorite, among my recent acquisitions. He wanted my business, to underwrite a public offering for my company, and I wanted him. I grinned behind the rim of a glass of white wine as the Wall Street warrior shed his armor, draping a vivid blue jacket over a chair and loosening his expensive silk tie. My hardness stretched down the leg of my loungewear as we stood across from each other in the entryway of my vast home on the Upper East Side.

The man was in his mid-50s, but his bronzed chest rippled with muscle as he peeled off his rigid white shirt. Always the alpha male, even under my lascivious eye he didn’t betray a hint of nervousness. I had always envied that, back before my success. A man like Edward would have had me trembling, but now I could look down at the still pool of wine in my glass and grin.

“Turn around,” I commanded before he unbuckled his belt. As he complied, I pushed the waistband of my pajamas down and let the immense slab of cock rest atop my bulbous balls. I squeezed my manhood, the one good thing my father ever gave me.

Edward pushed his trousers and underwear off in one motion and I sucked in a stunned breath at the revelation of his round ass. “Magnificent,” I muttered as the million things or more I wanted to do to it rushed through my head. I rushed forward and squeezed his flesh in my hand, firm but supple against my fingers.

He looked back over his shoulder and his eyes went wide when they came upon my cock. He gasped, “Excuse my language, but holy shit.”

I grinned up at him and reached up to run my fingers through his short gray hair, pulling his lips down to mine. I whispered, “Just relax.” He was hesitant at first, but a fine actor. He closed his eyes and kissed me back. I massaged his tongue with mine and pressed my soft lips to him. His eyelids fluttered open and he looked surprised. It’s never as different as they expect it to be. They think it will be rough and coarse, but I am smooth and warm against them.

His hands find places on my slender chest as he turns to draw closer together. I pull back for a sip of wine before pressing my sweetened lips to his. I let it go on a while, far longer than my straining cock would have preferred. His shoulder is loose and relaxed when I put a hand on it and slowly, gently push the adonis to his knees on the stone floor.

Edward looked surprised, but I just smiled warmly and said, “Take your time, just close your eyes and imagine you’re stroking yourself.” My butler pressed a fresh glass into my hand as I watched the banker do as I instructed. His rough, thick fingers squeezed my shaft tight and I let out a sigh. “That’s it. Just like that.”

I sipped from my glass and watched the man get more comfortable, putting both hands on my shaft and working it into a stiff pillar. I ran my fingers through his hair and cooed with pleasure. I whispered, “Now just kiss it, Edward.”

He looked almost eager, leaning forward to press his lips to my head. It drizzled precum onto him and he let it seep into his mouth without protest. “Oh, yes, Edward,” I moaned, “you’re good at that.” He was a man who prided himself on excellence, even in this. His lips parted and let me inside that warm crevice where his tongue rubbed along the underbelly of my fat shaft.

My fingers clenched in his hair and made him feel my rising desire. I pumped my hips, sliding between his lips until he gagged. “Such a talented tongue,” I muttered. He looked up at me and I couldn’t help myself at the way his pale blue orbs were cool and calm even in the midst of my frenzied lust. I howled and pumped his mouth full with long ropes of seed.

He surprised me. His Adam’s apple shifted as he gulped down mouthfuls of my cum. He pumped a hand over his impressive, and now rigid, member. My legs were shaking with pleasure, but he planted a firm hand on the small of my back and held me upright. When my orgasm ran its course, he slowly slurped his lips over my cock and off. Cum trailed down his chin and he said, “Surprisingly sweet. But I think it’s my turn.”

I smirked. “It’s been a long time since I’ve–”

“But you will,” he betted as he rose to his feet and towered over me. He took the wine glass from my hand and downed it. I gasped when he grabbed me. He growled, “You want to be taken by daddy. Don’t you?”

I stared down at his hand around my wrist as he dragged me over to a long velvet couch and bent me over its arm.

“Tell me you don’t,” he challenged as he pressed his swollen head to my tight hole. He spat down and slicked me with saliva as I let out heavy breaths. “I thought so.”

I let out a cry into the cushion when Edward breached me. His cock burrowed into me until his exquisite body was pressing down on mine. He held a fistful of my ass in one hand and gripped my shoulder in the other. He growled, “You just needed to be put in his place, didn’t you? Arrogant boy.” I felt his hot breath on my ear. “Tell me what you want, boy.”

“Fuck me, daddy!” I howled, my voice rising as he thrusted against me. My favorite pieces always were a little surprising, a little challenging. Like great art, Edward dared to ask more of me.

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brighteyes4brightmind

What a sexy Silverdaddy with a gorgeous plump ass! Definitely worth reposting!

rcmclachlan

Hi RC! Kind of a random question - I seem to remember you liking the Kingsman movie and was wondering if there are any Kingsman fics that you would recommend? With the sequel coming out soon I'm finding myself getting sucked back into the story and I tend to really like your fic recs. Thank you in advance! I hope you're having a good week!

Not random at all! The sequel’s right around the corner and, I don’t know about you, but I’m gagging for all the new fic that’s going to come out of it. I’m glad to hear that you enjoy my recs, though. I knew being an utter fic snob would pay off someday! Here are some of my favorites (be warned, all of these are Harry/Eggsy and most of these are not canon compliant post-Kingsman: The Secret Service, explicit, or both).

R.C.’s Kingsman Fic Recs

The Grove by onawingandaswear

He buries Harry on the Kingsman grounds, far enough from the tree line to not be lost in the foliage, but close enough that a sapling won’t be trampled by careless feet or trimmed by an unthinking groundskeeper.

Squeeze by rageprufrock (Rated N for nnnggghh)

From the start, Harry’s read Eggsy all over, seen right through him, so Eggsy’s not surprised that he’s barely had time to think about how he wants to feel ruined that Harry gives it to him — just like that.

A Gentleman’s Guide to Popping One’s Cherry by callay

“There’s such a thing as too much enthusiasm,” Harry says, by way of explanation.

death went dancing by MyLeatherCouch (stereokem)

He is Galahad until he’s not.

Sanity is Overrated by Ataraxetta (series)

There’s a very long moment of profound silence, and then Eggsy punches Harry right in his smug fucking face.

Pig Latin by aerospaces

In Kenya, Eggsy falls off a flight of stairs. Or: lessons in cohabitation.

Considerably Less Cannibalism by LizaPod

It is a real, physical struggle to not stare like a dogger while Harry shrugs off his jacket and undoes his collar, sets his signet ring aside. He has detailed, minutely detailed, fantasies about unbuttoning that fucking collar. At least he’s not wearing the holster right now, or Eggsy’d be sprung already. “It’s time you learned the fine art of the straight razor shave.”

Eggsy gives him his best you havin’ a fucking giggle, mate eyebrows. “Like Sweeney Todd?”

Harry’s sigh is just bordering on melodramatic, but he’s also got that odd— Roxy calls it enigmatic—smile he gets when Eggsy trots out some unexpected bit of culture. “Yes, Eggsy, like Sweeney Todd.”

By Which To Measure by hitlikehammers

“After everything, everything,” Harry strokes thumbprints up and down Eggsy’s cheeks as he pulls back and stares deep into him, through him right and true. “You still have no sense of your worth, do you?“

Kingmaker by manic_intent

“Eggsy, I really don’t think-“ Merlin began, and stopped, because at that very moment, Eggsy walked right into a lamp post.

Across the street, at a sidewalk corner cafe, reading a paper, sandwich part-eaten on a plate, sleek, long legs crossed neatly under the table, was Harry Hart.

Only As Directed by rageprufrock (Rated NC-36)

“Arthur is a bad man,” Roxy had said.

“Fucking tell me about it,” Eggsy had muttered, and gone to put on the tarty trousers Harry had picked out for him like a fucking high-end pimp.

follow me down by DivineProjectZero

Harry Hart has seventeen years worth of mistakes.

Of all the mistakes he made, this is the one he regrets the most.

Bang to Rights by concernedlily

Constable Unwin never met a tailor before, but he knows this bloke who keeps turning up at his crime scenes ain’t one.

Legends & Legateesby Fahye (series)

“You want to make sure I jump when I’m told?” he demands. “It’d better be you doing the telling, Harry.”

To Impart The Heart Entire by hitlikehammers

‘Course Eggsy fucking looks.

under my skin (tried so not to give in) by venvephe

Snogging is a great distraction technique for hiding in plain sight from your enemies. It is decidedly not great for hiding your growing, uh, interest in your secret service colleague.