Friday: I was invited to stay the weekend with my new rubber slave at his home out in Montesano, this morning I picked up some wine and a box of donuts for the both of us before hitting the road. A pleasantly straightforward trip later, I arrived at what I’ll simply refer to as “the estate”, as the place was simply too big and luxurious to be summed up as “the house”.
The boy was in the driveway washing down an SUV when I pulled into the large driveway, I parked and kissed him hello, he brought my suitcase in and then gave me a tour. The place was quite large, containing a gym, an indoor saltwater pool, a private movie theater, sauna room, and other very comfortable amenities. I was simply blown away by it all, the boy was living the life I had fantasized about for years.
The boy had also kept his promise of taking care of my rubber gear he had borrowed during his initial visit of my house, it was cleaned, shined, and looked good as new! Well done, boy! I was quite pleased with him.
My slave made us dinner of grilled chicken and steamed vegetables, after dinner we went downstairs and enjoyed a very intimate naked swim in the dark, followed by a sweat in the sauna, after which he showed me what he referred to as “the disco shower”. Two water spouts, an overhead water tile with colored LED light panels as well as a steam vent. It briefly reminded me of a certain shower I had enjoyed years ago back in San Francisco where one could easily bathe with five large men and still have room. I took the opportunity and pushed the boy up against the wall, lubed up his hole, and slid inside of him to make it a proper disco shower. His moans echoing off the dark brown stone tile as the warm colors cycled overhead, combined with the steamy cascading waters enveloping us both made it quite the experience to remember.
I cut off my primal bombardment of his sweet hole before coming too close to my peak, I had us dry off and gear up. The slave donned his rubber, threw some porn on the TV in his bedroom as we got ready for fun. Traded the poppers back and forth, buckled my leather collar on his neck, clipped my leash to him, then led him out to the living room where I pulled the gas mask I borrowed from my roommate over the boy’s head and put him on his knees.
Unfortunately I feel things escalated a bit too fast as the boy called for a full stop to the scene, which I complied with immediately. He explained his reasons and I confirmed they were quite valid. I released him from bondage and took him right to bed where I held him and we talked about many things both kink and not. Not too long afterward we got back into the mood and fooled around, I lubed up and gently entered his sweet slave hole, making love to my rubber slave, gently, lovingly, sensually inside of him, relishing his warmth . Listening to him moan and beg for it until I couldn’t hold back, I thrust harder and harder, pounding him, shoving my manhood deep inside him! I finally erupted and unloaded inside my rubber gimp plaything! Signing my name in cum at the end of a wonderful letter of sensual sexual expression!
I held him close, arms wrapped around his slender frame in heartfelt aftercare and our afterglow. His heart was pounding, he felt so perfect in my grasp.
Saturday: We woke up fairly late, but then I have a daily routine of waking up at 6:00am, much to the disbelief and confusion of many of my friends. We amused ourselves with silly videos on social media before getting ready for the day. I helped him with an errand, we grabbed breakfast after, once home the boy was very tired and the day was deemed a lazy day. He went back to bed and I went for a swim. I burned notes into my kink diary and explored the estate as he slept. Later on we enjoyed a movie together in the theater and soon called it a night.
Sunday: The boy took me out for a driving tour of the city, showed me some interesting spots including the Satsop nuclear power plant, now defunct, but has tremendous potential for kink photoshoots with its eerie industrial aesthetic! I will definitely be coming back here with friends in the future!
Once back at the estate as I packed up to leave, he told me of an annual bondage party he attends and would put me in contact with the host. I gratefully accepted as I’m trying to find more sources of kink in Washington that doesn’t solely rely on driving all the way up to Seattle for every little thing. I’m also hoping this leads to more fun adventures I can happily discuss here!
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