My First Daddy

I had just gotten to my freshman year of college, and was only a few months over 18. I was finally free of my parents control, living in a dorm with a car of my own. I could go wherever I wanted, whenever I wanted, and I knew what I wanted to do. Ever since the first time I had realized I was gay, I knew I wanted to be with older men. Their large, hairy bodies, and the dominance that their presence exuded. I was lured to it like a magnet, but I had always been too scared to actually do it. But now, I was feeling confident and ready to live out my fantasy. Like any young college gay, I got online and immediately set my search to “daddy”. Several handsome men popped up, but there was one that peaked my interest. It was late, roughly three in the morning.
A handsome, 49 year old bear of a man had been messaging me, telling me about his interest in younger men. I told him that I also had an interest in men who were of a significant age difference, and with that he sent me pictures. Beautiful pictures of his massive cock, dripping with precum and showing off his large hairy balls. I felt my hole quivering, just thinking about having it inside me. However, I was still very scared. He was a nice man, so I asked him if we could just do oral if I came to meet up with him, and he agreed. So, I got my things together and drove off to his house.
Once I pulled in the driveway, I could see him standing in the window. He took up most of the window, his broad chest taking up most of the space. I sat...