Daddy vs. daddy: a Dichotomy

This morning I woke with the dichotomy of Daddy vs. daddy (the only written word difference being the lowercase d). We all know what is or isn't a Daddy, so I'll not rehash that...unless in the comments below you say differently.

I want to talk about lowercase daddy. My, daddy-ness or how I see it in myself for that in all honesty is all I can write about... the rest is assumptions on my part that may or may not be the case across the board.

I want to say I started noticing a big shift in what sexually drew my eye especially to "print" and or still pictures of gay porn. Anybody with a dick can flash a dick pic, you just need a dick and as Ms. Cracker would say, "Shabbat Shablam" bingo bang-o your done. Not everybody flashes pictures of their boypussy and or in a very sexualized, provocative way that says, to me at least, "THIS, this is my sexual organ. Not my dicklet.

At first I thought I was drawn to the boi doing that, and in those poses and pictures I saw myself to a degree, but I also saw what I could become, what I wanted and needed to be even now at approaching 55 and as boypussy myself. I felt it was all those issues and not necessarily a sexual fascination and urgency to play with them sexually in only the ways two pussyboys can.

But then the UNTHINKABLE happened. I was at the baths, shortly they reopened here in Ohio, and there was this great looking guy standing there in an orange jockstrap and mask. His big pussy on display. He is a tiny bit older than I, just a lil... and I walked up behind him slipped my finger right between his cheeks and drug my finger across his pussy and whispered in his ear,"You have a very nice pussy."

First let me say, that ISN'T who I am. I had never said and done anything like that ever before, EVER. I'm not anywhere near that brazen, forthcoming or ballsy. When we got back to my room, thankfully the deluxe with a queen bed I shut the door and ala @VikingMuscleXXX and said to him, "Present your pussy to Daddy." He looked at me oddly and I said up on the bed, pussy up, back arched, legs spread wide and give me your best view possible. HE mother-fucking did IT! BINGO!

We played in each others pussy for three solid hours and I feel a real connection was made. Even during our play I called him, "baby boy". All things way out of my "norm" but knowing in the back of my head it was my new norm. That's why the post on desire. We exchanged emails and we began talking, no less than weekly.

November rolled around and I mentioned my birthday and he said "I want to do something nice for Daddy." In our email conversations I began signing them"Daddy" and addressed them as "Boi" then his name (But I'm going to respect his privacy here). "I asked what he had in mind?" The reply was simple and in my opinion humble, "present my pussy to you again". Another "Shabbat Shablam" moment.

Now almost a year later after meeting him, and I said it in November... and thankfully he didn't freakout... but I LOVE him.

 I could see us building a life together, or at least I hope so. I see my "daddy-ness" as giving, caring, loving, supportive, kinky, fun, attuned to his needs and not mine and that my caring for him is MY service to him. I hope he sees this! I hope he knows that "daddy loves him even way more than he may think" and that it's time we move forward and start to seriously date.