mmm… old men 😋😋 pt. 2 pt. 1
IMAGINNING... an older man in love with a much younger one, part two. Maybe he saw you mowing the lawn, your shirt off- your skin damp with sweat and glistening in the scourging sun, maybe he attended one of your games, watching you play- watching as you used your shirt to wipe your face, showing off your stomach. Either way... he couldn't stop thinking of you. He was ashamed of that- why you? And god... don't remind him of your age, he winces each time he hears how old you actually are.
He just couldn't help himself, he kept masturbating, fingering, jerking himself off every time he can- in the shower, in his bed, in his office, before and after work. He was addicted, shamefully so.
But, when one does something over and over, the same way, the same thought- it gets... boring, doesn't it?
The first time he fingered himself- it was great, so many new pleasures opening up for him, he even managed to find his prostate! But it didn't feel the same anymore after fingering himself a few more times, not as exciting anymore in a way. He even added more fingers- but still, it wasn't enough.
Of course, he wasn't oblivious to... certain toys. He owns a fleshlight- which is how we got here. It was probably 11pm currently, and he was busy scrolling on his phone... looking through a certain website- he was suppose to only get a new fleshlight, so... why did the package that arrived at his doorstep contain a... is that a dildo? Okay, well, he DID buy it. But he didn't mean too! His... his uhh... finger slipped? And he accidently put in his credit card info, yeah, that's what happened, definitely.
Now he's just sitting there, on his couch- staring at the package- he thought he dreamed about purchasing it- not actually! God... he's so embarrassed, he could barely look at it without blushing. What the hell was he going to do with it? He- he never used a... dildo... before...
God, just saying or thinking of the word made him embarrassed. Was he really this smitten? That thinking of you so much would make him resort to this?
So, he just pushed it into his drawer- and went to bed
But... he just couldn't fall asleep, and he hated that. Staring up at the ceiling as he laid there- his thoughts kept going back to the dildo- and to you.
Was your cock the same size as the dildo- Wait, why was he thinking of that? It's not like he'll ever get that close to you- you're too young, he's too old... you probably wouldn't even want him... right? Fuck it. He opened the drawer and pulled out the dildo- desperation and shame crossing over his eyes as his face heats, god... was he really doing this? He can't believe he's gotten to this point- that he's actually going to use this... this toy.. on himself!
Taking off his clothes and dropping them onto the floor, he placed the dildo by his side, grabbing the lube and covering his fingers with it in almost of a haste- he was desperate okay? Give him some slack.
He pressed his two fingers against his hole- letting out a soft low breath as the cold liquid pressed against him. A hum that sounded too much like a whimper coming next from his mouth as he pushed his fingers inside of himself- his hole was already practically used to his fingers with how much he'd finger himself.
Soft, low moans were heard in his room as he worked himself open- his walls clenching down on his own fingers. He could feel it, himself getting needy- even more desperate.
He looked to the side- glancing at the dildo. He... was a little ashamed, to say the least- but did that stop him from grabbing it? Absolutely not
Picking it up and giving it a once over- god... he was actually going to do it... Of course, he was a little nervous, and flustered, at the sight of the dildo- it wasn't massive! But it wasn't small either...
He pulled his fingers out of himself before bringing the dildo up to his entrance. Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes tightly- he pushed the dildo in.
A cut off moan was heard from his lips when the dildo finally entered him- the stretch burned a bit... but... it felt good... He let out another loud stretched out moan as he pushed the dildo to the hilt inside of him- the tip pressing right up against his prostate.
His eyes were wide when he opened them- he never thought it would feel this good... taking a cock- even if it's silicone- inside of his ass, he would've done it sooner if he knew... but, better late than never.
He started slow at first, getting used to feeling something other than his fingers inside of him. Soft moans spilling from his lips, just focusing on the feeling of it moving in and out... in and out... in... and out...
Fuck, it felt good- really good, why did he never do this before? Never explored sexually like this? Fuck... what were you doing to him? Making him try all of these new things... just so that he can please you when you finally give him the dicking he needs
Not long after- he started to fuck himself faster... and faster... and faster...
It just felt too good alright? Don't blame him- he never had a cock inside of him before, and it just felt too fucking good. His moans getting louder- his cock throbbing and leaking pre on his stomach, his chest raising and lowering with haste, his brows furrowed upwards- his expression was a painting of pure pleasure- he couldn't stop... it was almost like he was... cockdrunk
And then- he couldn't take it anymore, his hand gripping his cock as he moved the dildo as fast as he could inside of him- his moans slutty and whorish as he desperately worked himself up to his nearing orgasm, his hand moving up and down on his shaft in a blur.
A low guttural moan left his mouth, his head thrown backwards as his eyes roll back too- his hand stopping on his cock and the dildo pushed as far as it can go inside of him as his cock squirts a thick load of cum onto his belly, some even reaching his chest a bit!
He just laid there, his body jittering ever so slightly, heavily breathing as he stared up at the ceiling, his eyes once more wide. God.. he never came so hard in his life before.
He couldn't believe he just did that, he fucked himself with a dildo... while thinking of you.
When the sun shone the next morning, it was a peaceful evening- hot as well. He was standing in the kitchen, the slight, ache in his lower back was there- man, his body couldn't even handle that? Man... it makes him feel older than he already is. He was busy making an evening coffee when he suddenly heard the doorbell ring- confused, he didn't expect anyone today.
He calmly placed his cup back down on the counter before walking to the front door- unlocking it and opening the door. But his eyes widened and his breath caught in his throat when he met eyes with you
You were sweating a bit- and slightly out of breath, like you had just came back from a run. You smiled at him.
"Hey Mr. [...], sorry to bother you... would you mind if I stay with you? My dad's at work and I forgot my keys to the house- just till my dad gets home or when he finally answer my calls"
ooo cliffhanger, I lowk spent a whole day on this wtf. If this gains 500 likes, I'll make a part 3 where we fuck 😈
