Little bit of background, I live in central Europe and grew up in a pretty standard family, not necessarily religious or strict but there was one thing us kids were not allowed to talk about growing up. Sex. One time my mom caught me masturbating in bed and she yelled at me so much I kinda stopped doing it altogether when I was home. This lead to me finding other ways or more like, places... where I could enjoy some alone time. Every summer we would rent a bungalow in a big camping area and spend 3 weeks there, enjoying walks in the woods and occasionally even swimming in a nearby lake (the water was so cold though!). Every now and then we would meet the occasional nudist sunbathing and swimming and always found fascinating that my family never showed anything against that kind of culture. It's seen as normal where I live, as long as you do it within "approved" areas.
After years of memorizing the many pathways, I enjoyed going on walks on my own and every now and then I would leave the main paths, find a good spot with nobody around, strip naked and masturbate. Sometimes sitting on leaves or grass or other times with my back against a tree. There was something about doing it in the open that really felt magical at times. Like be one with nature and enjoying myself with no shame nor judgement.
This one time, I had happily reached my favorite spot, eager to enjoy some alone time and after stripping down naked I sat and there was this flowery fragrance in the air and it somehow turned me on xD I laid down on the grass and started stroking my dick gently and slowly (didn't want to finish too soon!), closed my eyes and started fantasizing about my girl crush at the time, the sun caressing my skin and even the nature itself, flowers... then I heard a noise directly behind me all of a sudden. I kinda froze, stood up and turned around looking and saw a naked man walking towards me cautiously. For a second I thought it was my dad but he wasn't. He had a very similar body shape, similar hairstyle, but slightly darker skintone and maybe a few years older. He was slowly walking towards me and then I saw his dick. Raging hard, his foreskin half retracted, completely shaven balls.
I couldn't say anything, felt too embarrassed to even properly cover myself. I kept trying to look at his face but curiosity got the best out of me and ended up staring at his dick, still hard, while he kept approaching me, now smiling.
I had never seen such a big cock before IRL and was like hypnotized by it. The man was now right in front of me. He leaned in and gave me a kiss on the forehead. I couldn't do anything else than look down and noticed my dick was also still erect and felt embarrassed af. By leaning in his dick touched mine for a second. Head against head. Then he grabbed my dick and started stroking it with his big hand. Gently at first to see my reaction, then increasingly faster and firmer. I came within a minute, against his round belly and kinda lost my balance and fell, my butt against the grass, now sitting, embarassed and adrenaline rush/excited because of my climax, panting without saying a word.
He stepped towards me, I was sitting between his legs, his throbbing cock in front of my face. He was still smiling and whispered for the first time "come on boy" and pushed his dick gently towards my lips.
I was breathing with my mouth open and his cock entered my mouth. He placed both his big hands around my head and gently moved it back and forth. I sucked his cock for a while, I don't remember for how long. I kind of blanked out with my thoughts. May have been seconds or minutes. At some point he started spasmimg and he finished inside my mouth, without saying a thing. I remember the taste was slightly salty and its smell was very intense. I ended up ingesting a good amount of it, some of it dripping down my lower lip.
He waited a bit longer then pulled it out of my mouth, gave me another forehead kiss and left.
I stayed there for a bit longer, trying to think about what had happened.
I ended up not saying a thing to anybody. But that night I had a wet dream about it, just this time it was my dad doing it.
I started fantasizing about both the man and my dad doing it to me very regularly ever since. It's of the fantasies that gets me off the most when I masturbate. I experimented with guys some more throughout the years, but I only ever had straight relationships and consider myself bisex, currently in a fairly happy straight relationship too.
Almost 10 years later, I need to have my car's brakes replaced and a colleague gives me the contact of a friend of his that does car repair without asking a fortune. Fair price he said. I call, book an appointment and leave my car there. The lady tells me it'll take a few hours so I leave and walk around the town, drink some coffee and so on. My phone rings, my car's ready to be picked up.
I go back and I'm paralyzed. The mechanic was that same guy. Just a bit older. I start talking to him and his voice reawakens my memories of that day.
I couldn't tell if he recognized me but at some point it felt like he wanted to ask me something but nothing came out his mouth.
I was about to leave but took some courage and asked if he enjoys going on walks in the nature in summer.
He smiles, nodded and only then said he knew it was me. I told him I would like to talk about it and asked him if he wanted to grab a drink after he was done with work. He smiled and told me he lived upstairs, and that we could talk there. He closed the shop and we went upstairs.
He apologized for what he did. He said it was wrong and that he felt guilty a lot afterwards. He said that he would understand if I wanted to press charges and that I had every right to do it. He would confess on the spot, if needed.
I broke down and started crying myself. Told him how much that episode influenced my sexuality. That I still fantasize about it every now and then. And that I even projected this picture onto my dad and developed pretty big daddy issues.
He apologized again and asked if he could hug me.
I said yes.
We hugged for a very long time, till the body contact between us made us hard. We both felt each other's dicks. I told him it was unfair of him to have me suck his dick back then, without reciprocating.
We ended up making out and sucking each other off, 69 on his couch.
He's been my daddy for about a year now. I fully opened up about my daddy issues and we roleplay as dad/son both in chat and when we meet. He's very loving, he even helps me with every car repair I have and supports me emotionally in a way that I only thought possible in my fantasies.
I will meet him today again, after a few months away.
I can't fucking wait.
One day I want my daddy to be the first and only man to take me anally too. And finish inside. I want to feel him. Be one with my daddy, even if just for a moment.