I drove up to Seattle this afternoon to meet Rick, the sexy cowboy I met when I lived back in California, who I introduced to gunge and grew infatuated with. Well my arrival in Seattle was...less than smooth and long segway short I refuse to drive within that city ever again, and Rick showed definitive gentlemanly behavior in helping me out.
We hit up Doghouse Leathers in their new location since they had recently moved, it’s quite larger than their previous location. We browsed, and he groped and kissed me as we looked around, I fell deeper in lust and submission for him. He picked up a bottle of J-Lube powder and we headed off to a local grocer to grab some salt.
(The way J-Lube powder works is that you mix varying amounts of powder and water for the type of slime lubricant you want, and salt is the best to use in order to clean it up afterwards, as it is a very difficult substance to remove from your body as well as any tub or shower.)
Once back at the hotel he paid for my parking, headed up to the room, and we relaxed with some wine he had ready. We made out a great deal and slowly stripped naked, I took out my leather collar and presented it to him, when he buckled it on my neck I fell ever deeper into subspace. It has been ages since I met a man with the right type of Dominant energy and I wanted to serve him as much as possible. I was so enamored with his attitude, his smile, his positive energy, his beautiful body.
More kissing, he slowly led me backward and thrust me onto the bed, I was naked and vulnerable, he stepped back and slid off his underwear to reveal his long, meaty, and intimidating cock, and all I desired was pleasing it! He pounced on top of me, kissing me, I wanted to be his, to have him call me a good fox boy! He uncollared me so we could get into the shower together.
Once inside the bathroom he took a few shallow handfuls of powder and dusted my body, I did the same to his, then using handfuls of water he activated the slime on both of us. It felt divine. I slicked up his chest, his back, moved down and caressed his beautiful cock, massaged it with mine together. Rubbing, slicking, kissing, groping, such ecstasy, making him moan he was close! I milked his load right out of him with love and care, and we kept going.
When we decided we were ready for other fun and to take a rest (and the shower was starting to flood due to a slow drain), we salted and scrubbed down. Crawling into bed we enjoyed a nice warm cuddle before going out for a lovely dinner of ramen and sake, followed by a trip to the Cuff bar. We grabbed a few drinks and lustfully watched the line dancing cowboys who had the dance floor that evening. As luck would have it, one casual flirt of mine to a handsome western daddy led to meeting some past and current leather titleholders who were staying in the area. We had a blast chatting up titleholder shop talk.
On their way back to their place they led us to the Diesel bar before parting ways with us, Rick and I took a lap around the place, it was absolutely filled with hunky and hefty burly bears which were a woof and a half, but the bar was much too warm to be comfortable so we wandered the streets of Seattle. Rick showed me the iconic Marketplace and some little shops, now quiet and empty in the night. We finally hiked back to our hotel room, showered, and crawled into bed.
I took the opportunity to worship his massive manhood, taking as much as I could into my greedy maw and bringing him to moan and roll his eyes back into his head. When he couldn’t take any more of my service we called it a night and I was one happy fox wrapped around a beefcake cowboy.
In the morning I cuddled him good and close, I just couldn’t get my fill of him, it’s so rare to find such a mixture like him and I was going to get as much of him as possible. He smiled and asked me to show him what bondage was like, I was more than thrilled to do so! After rendering him helpless with his wrists and ankles tied, I worshipped his beautiful body, massaged his feet, fox-nipped his lovely ass, and tongue-tickled his neck. Once he had enough of my sensual torture, and after I got in a few more nips and licks to push the limit, I released him and we lay talking.
He confessed to me that this was the end of his kink journey and he wanted to end it with the man who he started it with. He was settling down with someone and he wished to be monogamous.
We talked a little while longer.
We dressed and I packed up to leave.
I got one last kiss in when we rode the elevator down and he saw me off.
Play Safe Dear Reader.
