(So I actually was going to wait till I’ve written the whole thing to post but tomorrow I start a 4 day stretch at work then I’m leaving Cali to drive back to Florida Monday so idk when I’ll be able to actually finish the next part so please enjoy this for now) —
He doesn’t remember being this nervous in a long time and honestly it was a bit unsettling. It made him feel younger than his years and like he was waiting to be ridiculed.
A part of him thinks that it shouldn’t matter. That by definition, this was a sure thing. Except then it brought all sort of guilt and insecurities as he’s never done this before and wasn’t sure what would be expected of him.
He’s been alone with Joe before, each and every time had been wonderfully pleasant and exceedingly chaste but their date tonight would be different.
Joe had sent him a picture of negative test results and ended their conversation with an “I’m looking forward to tonight” and a promise in his voice that lit a fire in Nicky’s veins which led to one very cold shower and two existential crises.
The first because he’d never been able to get further than uncoordinated and sloppy adolescent blow jobs and holding on to 40 years with such little experience made him feel like he missed his chance, and the second because what if he was so bad at sex that Joe decided this arrangement just wasn’t worth it and never spoke to him again despite the provisions that Nicky could give him.
But it wasn’t as if they hadn’t spoken about it. Joe was aware of his lack of sexual experience, it was one of the very first things that they discussed, so his expectations of Nicky surely had to be something realistic and not something doomed to fail.
Rrrring.
The doorbell echoed throughout the condo which meant the time for panic was over.
Nicky took a deep breath to settle his thoughts and slid a shaking a hand through the long strands of his hair to brush them from his face as he stood up.
His heart was pounding and he wiped his palms on his jeans as he walked to rid the evidence of nervous sweating before he could reach the door.
Joe was on the other side as gorgeous as always and watching his eyes shine and his smile glow, Nicky is once again reminded how lucky he is that the younger man is indulging his attention.
“Hello Joe,” Nicky says with Joe’s infectious smile spreading to his and stepping aside to let the younger man in.
“I hope I didn’t make you wait long” Joe answers in greeting and lays a kiss at the corner of his mouth as he steps out of the way of the door. It catches Nicky by surprise even though the man’s been doing so for the past few weeks of their interactions.
Joe was very tactile, and Nicky spent most of his adult years, and teen years honestly, being a solitary type of person and unused to such casual touches. It made his chest heat up from the show of affection and left a yearning for more that, even though he knew Joe wouldn’t mind indulging him, he wasn’t quite sure how to ask for.
“Not at all” Nicky answers once he’s closed the door and is able to get a good look at the other man underneath much more flattering lights.
He often had to remind himself to keep from staring when they were together but it wasn’t something that he could help. Joe with his luscious curls, expressive eyes, and gorgeous smile, framed by that sharp jaw was a sight to behold. He was also built like every filthy fantasy Nicky’s ever had which really made him conscious of his wandering gaze and tried to give the other as much space as possible.
“You look great” Nicky says because anything else would reveal too much of his thoughts and he desperately wanted this thing with Joe to work out for both of their sakes.
“Thank you,” Joe says and does a show of pulling at the lapels of the jacket to show the shirt beneath, “This is the shirt that you picked out” he finishes with a grin and Nicky squashes down the flare of possession that runs through him for what he hopes is a pleased smile.
He really was trying his best to not be a creepy old man around the college student but Joe sometimes made it difficult, especially when he didn’t understand the concept of personal space.
Like now, when the younger man steps within his bubble and reaches for his hand. Nicky’s still working on calming his mind so he panics, turns and pretends to not have notice the gesture.
“Are you hungry, do you want something to eat?” He asks awkwardly, and starts a hurried pace into the kitchen that leaves the other trailing behind him. “I cooked something small” he says and it’s an absolute lie because he definitely dug into his family box of recipes in hopes of impressing the younger man.
“I’m not hungry” Joe says from behind him, grabbing his wrist to stop his fleeing to the stove and forcing him to turn and face him.
The grip is firm enough that Nicky’s visibly surprised at the show of strength, and it causes him to stutter the next words, too mindful of the other man’s digits applying a scorching heat into the tender area of his inner wrist.
“Would you like something to drink? I have wine” Nicky tries again and he’s taking deep swallows to moisten his suddenly parched throat as the heat spreads through him from Joe’s thumb stroking back and forth across his pulse.
“No. Thank you.” Joe says with a pause and there’s a knowing smile on his lips that travels to his beautiful eyes like a twinkle and Nicky thinks that this situation is getting away from him very quickly and he is even less prepared for this night than he initially thought.
His stomach is in knots and he has the feeling that this is where he’s suppose to take the leap and ask the other man into his bed. He’s conflicted on whether this is supposed to be with a kiss or a touch and decides instead to be direct as that’s always been his greatest strength.
“Do you want,” Nicky starts then halts when the hand circling his wrist gives a gentle squeeze, “I just want you” Joe finishes, sliding into his space until there is none left between them.
Despite the anticipation of the night, his heart jumps into his throat and he trips over his response, “That’s…, me too” Nicky answers, words tumbling out dumbly and a lot less smooth than Joe’s.
The younger shines again then Nicky is leaning forward and tilting his head up to meet him with a kiss.
The first touch of is soft and sweet. Joe’s lips are plush against his and the gentle kiss lingers until Nicky presses forward with mouth parting to taste him. Then it picks up quickly, deep and dirty with the other taking control – licking away his doubts and worries with heat inducing curls of his tongue and Nicky finds himself yielding easily when Joe pushes into him until his back hits the counter.
The hand from his wrist slides up his neck to fist into his hair and Nicky’s body starts to flood with arousal feeling the points where the other is firm against him, from shoulders to chest to groin then Nicky is grabbing at his hips greedily before he could stop himself. He’s reaching beneath the tight shirt to feel the hard muscle underneath and the smattering of hair at his navel, digging fingers among the hard cord of his pelvis then around to prod at the dimples of his back.
His body is becoming overheated, and his clothes start to feel uncomfortable and Joe’s pleased sounds into his mouth and grinding his swelling erection into his thigh is exacerbating the problem.
Not that it was an actual problem, but they were still in the kitchen and Nicky couldn’t remember the last time he made out with someone in the kitchen until his pants became too tight for him.
His hands slide lower, grabbing handfuls of Joe’s ass through his jeans and the motion brings attention to his own swollen cock and making him grunt in the other’s mouth.
“Nicky” Joe exclaims pulling back from his mouth to kiss at his jaw and neck before adding teeth to the hollow of his throat and pulling a really embarrassing sound from his throat.
“I want to suck you” Joe says then he’s putting space between their bodies and working Nicky’s belt open with quicker hands than he could follow.
“We should go to the bedroom” Nicky says as the logical part of his brain decides to join the party. It’s shut down with a “no” from Joe and the other drops to his knees and makes work of pulling his pants far enough to let his erection spring free.
He wants to say something more but he can’t concentrate further than watching Joe’s long fingers curl around his shaft then he can’t feel passed the wet heat of his mouth when the younger man takes him in, sliding back the foreskin to suck on the glans before working his mouth down his shaft.
“Fuck” Nicky curses and it’s the best thing he’s felt in a long time. Joe’s tongue stroking him while his cheeks hollows has his eyes rolling back and his hand white-knuckling the counter for dear life.
He doesn’t remember anything ever feeling this good and he can’t help the long groan that comes out his mouth when the other is nosing at his pubis and his throat flutters around the tip of his cock.
“Fuck, Joe” Nicky tries between pants, “I’m, if you make me come now” he stops breath hitching and hips jerking deep into the other’s mouth when a touch of teeth shocks his system and tightens his abdomen, “fuck, Joe” Nicky tries again with huffs of air and reaches for the other’s shoulders to push him back.
He doesn’t get far, with the other only pulling back to tease at his frenulum before swallowing him down again and leaving Nicky clawing at the leather jacket.
“Oh, fuck, I won’t be able to,” he manages with a quick rush of words before another sharp sting of teeth have him bucking deep and biting back the rest of his words with a groan.
It’s torture when Joe’s throat convulses around him, and even more torturous when the other won’t let him pull back and take him to gagging each time.
He feels like he’s dying and flying at the same time and try as he might, he can’t help chasing the younger man’s heat for even a second.
It’s another sharp sting that has him coming hard, burying himself in Joe’s mouth and praying for mercy at feeling the younger man swallowing around him.
It happened much too fast for his liking and he wants to be embarrassed but it felt too good to bask in anything other than bliss.
Joe releases him slowly, taking point to tease him and pinch back and forth the foreskin until he’s oversensitive and pushing at his shoulders again.
The other looks debauched and Nicky is thinking of a million ways he could get him to his knees again when the other rises and kisses him with the taste of his spend.
His groin digging into Nicky’s thigh lets him know he’s still very hard and causes Nicky to break the kiss between them.
“It’s going to take me some time before I can fuck you” he says matter of factly, too relaxed to be embarrassed about the draw backs his age brings.
“Actually I was hoping to fuck you” Joe says against his lips and worms a hand to palm at his softened cock and making him hiss from over sensitivity.
It wasn’t option that Nicky had considered the entire time he’d spent in anxious thought about their night but the words bloomed a sharp heat in him that had him gripping at the others back.
“Alright” he says and loses his breath when Joe kisses him again.
Joe/Nicky - Older Sugar Daddy Nicky 1/2
(So I actually was going to wait till I’ve written the whole thing to post but tomorrow I start a 4 day stretch at work then I’m leaving Cali to drive back to Florida Monday so idk when I’ll be able to actually finish the next part so please enjoy this for now)
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He doesn’t remember being this nervous in a long time and honestly it was a bit unsettling. It made him feel younger than his years and like he was waiting to be ridiculed.
A part of him thinks that it shouldn’t matter. That by definition, this was a sure thing. Except then it brought all sort of guilt and insecurities as he’s never done this before and wasn’t sure what would be expected of him.
He’s been alone with Joe before, each and every time had been wonderfully pleasant and exceedingly chaste but their date tonight would be different.
Joe had sent him a picture of negative test results and ended their conversation with an “I’m looking forward to tonight” and a promise in his voice that lit a fire in Nicky’s veins which led to one very cold shower and two existential crises.
The first because he’d never been able to get further than uncoordinated and sloppy adolescent blow jobs and holding on to 40 years with such little experience made him feel like he missed his chance, and the second because what if he was so bad at sex that Joe decided this arrangement just wasn’t worth it and never spoke to him again despite the provisions that Nicky could give him.
But it wasn’t as if they hadn’t spoken about it. Joe was aware of his lack of sexual experience, it was one of the very first things that they discussed, so his expectations of Nicky surely had to be something realistic and not something doomed to fail.
Rrrring.
The doorbell echoed throughout the condo which meant the time for panic was over.
Nicky took a deep breath to settle his thoughts and slid a shaking a hand through the long strands of his hair to brush them from his face as he stood up.
His heart was pounding and he wiped his palms on his jeans as he walked to rid the evidence of nervous sweating before he could reach the door.
Joe was on the other side as gorgeous as always and watching his eyes shine and his smile glow, Nicky is once again reminded how lucky he is that the younger man is indulging his attention.
“Hello Joe,” Nicky says with Joe’s infectious smile spreading to his and stepping aside to let the younger man in.
“I hope I didn’t make you wait long” Joe answers in greeting and lays a kiss at the corner of his mouth as he steps out of the way of the door. It catches Nicky by surprise even though the man’s been doing so for the past few weeks of their interactions.
Joe was very tactile, and Nicky spent most of his adult years, and teen years honestly, being a solitary type of person and unused to such casual touches. It made his chest heat up from the show of affection and left a yearning for more that, even though he knew Joe wouldn’t mind indulging him, he wasn’t quite sure how to ask for.
“Not at all” Nicky answers once he’s closed the door and is able to get a good look at the other man underneath much more flattering lights.
He often had to remind himself to keep from staring when they were together but it wasn’t something that he could help. Joe with his luscious curls, expressive eyes, and gorgeous smile, framed by that sharp jaw was a sight to behold. He was also built like every filthy fantasy Nicky’s ever had which really made him conscious of his wandering gaze and tried to give the other as much space as possible.
“You look great” Nicky says because anything else would reveal too much of his thoughts and he desperately wanted this thing with Joe to work out for both of their sakes.
“Thank you,” Joe says and does a show of pulling at the lapels of the jacket to show the shirt beneath, “This is the shirt that you picked out” he finishes with a grin and Nicky squashes down the flare of possession that runs through him for what he hopes is a pleased smile.
He really was trying his best to not be a creepy old man around the college student but Joe sometimes made it difficult, especially when he didn’t understand the concept of personal space.
Like now, when the younger man steps within his bubble and reaches for his hand. Nicky’s still working on calming his mind so he panics, turns and pretends to not have notice the gesture.
“Are you hungry, do you want something to eat?” He asks awkwardly, and starts a hurried pace into the kitchen that leaves the other trailing behind him. “I cooked something small” he says and it’s an absolute lie because he definitely dug into his family box of recipes in hopes of impressing the younger man.
“I’m not hungry” Joe says from behind him, grabbing his wrist to stop his fleeing to the stove and forcing him to turn and face him.
The grip is firm enough that Nicky’s visibly surprised at the show of strength, and it causes him to stutter the next words, too mindful of the other man’s digits applying a scorching heat into the tender area of his inner wrist.
“Would you like something to drink? I have wine” Nicky tries again and he’s taking deep swallows to moisten his suddenly parched throat as the heat spreads through him from Joe’s thumb stroking back and forth across his pulse.
“No. Thank you.” Joe says with a pause and there’s a knowing smile on his lips that travels to his beautiful eyes like a twinkle and Nicky thinks that this situation is getting away from him very quickly and he is even less prepared for this night than he initially thought.
His stomach is in knots and he has the feeling that this is where he’s suppose to take the leap and ask the other man into his bed. He’s conflicted on whether this is supposed to be with a kiss or a touch and decides instead to be direct as that’s always been his greatest strength.
“Do you want,” Nicky starts then halts when the hand circling his wrist gives a gentle squeeze, “I just want you” Joe finishes, sliding into his space until there is none left between them.
Despite the anticipation of the night, his heart jumps into his throat and he trips over his response, “That’s…, me too” Nicky answers, words tumbling out dumbly and a lot less smooth than Joe’s.
The younger shines again then Nicky is leaning forward and tilting his head up to meet him with a kiss.
The first touch of is soft and sweet. Joe’s lips are plush against his and the gentle kiss lingers until Nicky presses forward with mouth parting to taste him. Then it picks up quickly, deep and dirty with the other taking control – licking away his doubts and worries with heat inducing curls of his tongue and Nicky finds himself yielding easily when Joe pushes into him until his back hits the counter.
The hand from his wrist slides up his neck to fist into his hair and Nicky’s body starts to flood with arousal feeling the points where the other is firm against him, from shoulders to chest to groin then Nicky is grabbing at his hips greedily before he could stop himself. He’s reaching beneath the tight shirt to feel the hard muscle underneath and the smattering of hair at his navel, digging fingers among the hard cord of his pelvis then around to prod at the dimples of his back.
His body is becoming overheated, and his clothes start to feel uncomfortable and Joe’s pleased sounds into his mouth and grinding his swelling erection into his thigh is exacerbating the problem.
Not that it was an actual problem, but they were still in the kitchen and Nicky couldn’t remember the last time he made out with someone in the kitchen until his pants became too tight for him.
His hands slide lower, grabbing handfuls of Joe’s ass through his jeans and the motion brings attention to his own swollen cock and making him grunt in the other’s mouth.
“Nicky” Joe exclaims pulling back from his mouth to kiss at his jaw and neck before adding teeth to the hollow of his throat and pulling a really embarrassing sound from his throat.
“I want to suck you” Joe says then he’s putting space between their bodies and working Nicky’s belt open with quicker hands than he could follow.
“We should go to the bedroom” Nicky says as the logical part of his brain decides to join the party. It’s shut down with a “no” from Joe and the other drops to his knees and makes work of pulling his pants far enough to let his erection spring free.
He wants to say something more but he can’t concentrate further than watching Joe’s long fingers curl around his shaft then he can’t feel passed the wet heat of his mouth when the younger man takes him in, sliding back the foreskin to suck on the glans before working his mouth down his shaft.
“Fuck” Nicky curses and it’s the best thing he’s felt in a long time. Joe’s tongue stroking him while his cheeks hollows has his eyes rolling back and his hand white-knuckling the counter for dear life.
He doesn’t remember anything ever feeling this good and he can’t help the long groan that comes out his mouth when the other is nosing at his pubis and his throat flutters around the tip of his cock.
“Fuck, Joe” Nicky tries between pants, “I’m, if you make me come now” he stops breath hitching and hips jerking deep into the other’s mouth when a touch of teeth shocks his system and tightens his abdomen, “fuck, Joe” Nicky tries again with huffs of air and reaches for the other’s shoulders to push him back.
He doesn’t get far, with the other only pulling back to tease at his frenulum before swallowing him down again and leaving Nicky clawing at the leather jacket.
“Oh, fuck, I won’t be able to,” he manages with a quick rush of words before another sharp sting of teeth have him bucking deep and biting back the rest of his words with a groan.
It’s torture when Joe’s throat convulses around him, and even more torturous when the other won’t let him pull back and take him to gagging each time.
He feels like he’s dying and flying at the same time and try as he might, he can’t help chasing the younger man’s heat for even a second.
It’s another sharp sting that has him coming hard, burying himself in Joe’s mouth and praying for mercy at feeling the younger man swallowing around him.
It happened much too fast for his liking and he wants to be embarrassed but it felt too good to bask in anything other than bliss.
Joe releases him slowly, taking point to tease him and pinch back and forth the foreskin until he’s oversensitive and pushing at his shoulders again.
The other looks debauched and Nicky is thinking of a million ways he could get him to his knees again when the other rises and kisses him with the taste of his spend.
His groin digging into Nicky’s thigh lets him know he’s still very hard and causes Nicky to break the kiss between them.
“It’s going to take me some time before I can fuck you” he says matter of factly, too relaxed to be embarrassed about the draw backs his age brings.
“Actually I was hoping to fuck you” Joe says against his lips and worms a hand to palm at his softened cock and making him hiss from over sensitivity.
It wasn’t option that Nicky had considered the entire time he’d spent in anxious thought about their night but the words bloomed a sharp heat in him that had him gripping at the others back.
“Alright” he says and loses his breath when Joe kisses him again.