I'd first seen him on a gay dating app a couple of months before.
I must admit I didn't find many men attractive, but he'd really stood out. The stereotypical classic - tall, dark and handsome. Finally I understood what women always went on about. His profile simply said "47. 1km away." He was a little over two decades older than me which was an age gap that had immediately turned me on. I'd always imagined my first time with a man being with an older guy. I had wanted for a while to be topped by a daddy/DILF type. So, we'd messaged a little, exchanged photos and then he'd quickly invited me over to his, but I hadn't had the confidence to follow through and meet with him. We stopped talking.
I'd never so much as touched another man, in any type of sexual way at least. I'd only ever had girlfriends, only ever had sex with women, but I'd always been really turned on by watching gay porn. Since I'd been a teenager it was usually my go to category. Daddies dominating younger boys. First time experiences. Being fucked from behind by a tall, handsome DILF in a king size bed. You get the idea. I came much faster and harder to gay porn than I ever did to anything else. The turn on had always been there, but I'd never scratched the itch.
Until one particular hot summer's day.
It was about 30 degrees in central London and it was even hotter in my flat. I lived in the fourth storey above a busy main road and the heat of the traffic was making my tiny box of a room feel like a sauna. To make things worse, hot weather always made me very, very horny. However, it was proving impossible to find a girl nearby to sext for a quick fix or even invite over - straight apps were letting me down and I was really in the mood. It's actually almost impossible to stumble across a woman who is down to fuck, especially with no strings attached. Men, on the other hand, are a completely different story; no strings attached is often our preference. So, once again, I downloaded the one app I knew wouldn't fail me ...
A big smile crept across my face as I scrolled through the grid of men nearby, because there he was. The same photo as before, with a green dot on it. He was online! Maybe he was as horny I was. Without thinking twice I tapped on his profile and sent him a message. Suddenly I desperately wanted to see the hot photos of his cock he'd sent me before.
"Hey, remember me? The virgin nearby?" I messaged.
"Hey," he replied after a couple of seconds, "still a virgin then?"
"Yes, been waiting to see you on here again ... I want to see that big dick of yours daddy."
This time I wasn't going to mess around. I'd downloaded the app a couple of times since we'd messaged last, but he'd never appeared again. I knew this was my chance to have my cherry popped by a man I actually desired.