Fireplace Fornication

Sunday, January 13th, 2013

Tonight I went out with Sir Donny, who wore his sexy tight leather pants which were tucked neatly inside his incredibly hot, and incredibly tall, knee-high Wesco lace up boots!  Woof!  We headed to a hot dog counter for a quick dinner, and Sir Donny became a bit dominant.  We had experimented with him being more submissive to me, but at the moment it all seemed that him being dominant felt more natural.  

He forced me up to the counter and demanded me to make an order, it was really turning me on how forceful he became!  I happily assumed the submissive role and did as I was told!  Food in hand we headed back to his house where we ate our supper, and then I happily and eagerly worshipped his beautiful, huge cock.

I slobbered and sucked on that beast as if it were the last dick I'd ever be given.  Listening to him moan his satisfaction only encouraged me to take it even further down my throat, as far as it would go!  I wanted him to fill my eager mouth with his dick.  Eventually he was able to tear me away long enough to go upstairs, I proceeded to strip down and got into place in front of the fireplace.  He took off his shirt and left his leather and boots on, revealing a broad and bold chest.  He unzipped his fly, slipped on a condom, and he lubed up my eager, hungry boy hole.  

I'm really excited at this point, I've always wanted to be fucked in front of a fire.  I think the idea of making gentle love in front of a crackling fire is so romantic, or a good hard ass pounding on the floor in the light of a roaring inferno is highly erotic, the only light cast by the flames on two naked bodies in the throughs of ecstasy, be it soft and sweet, or harsh and wild! Prove to me your passion in front of the burning wood!

Sir Donny stuffed his huge dick in my tight and hungry boy hole, and fucked me slowly, intently.  I wanted every inch of his manhood inside of me, as much as I could physically take!  It hurt, but it hurt in that satisfying way, the way you want it to hurt, the good pain that makes you grit your teeth in a smile and feel like a man for enduring and embracing it.  Unfortunately I couldn't take it for too long, my ass was aching and giving me a hard time, he pulled out.  

The condom came off and Sir Donny jerked his big dick over my naked body, he shot his hot load all over my chest, and I loved feeling the warm spatter of his cum on me, being his cum target is so fucking hot for me.  I jerked my meat and then blew my own load all over my chest, mixing my seed with his.

I love to play with Sir Donny, especially when he's dominant and aggressive!  He's so tall, handsome, firm and also very caring, but when he just lets go and makes demands, and does what he wants to me, that's when my dick's the hardest around him! Woof!  Give me that hard passion, Sir!  This boy loves being your plaything!

Play Safe Dear Reader.

A Little Bit of Sounding

Friday, January 11th, 2013

Sir Steve picked me up at the Red Line and we headed to dinner at Pho City before coming back to his apartment, gearing up and heading out to the Socal Bondage Club.  We found the spider web room open and he bound me to the metal web and flogged me.  The slaps of leather on my back, I missed them a lot.  Steve brought me to a great catharsis which I had been craving, to let it all out and cry.  It feels so wonderful.

After a bit of a rest, an older man walked up to me and came uncomfortably close, and said he wanted to spank me.  I didn't find the man at all attractive, and if he had respected my space I might have felt different, I firmly told him I wasn't into spanking at all (which I'm really not), and he left.  He smelled strongly of Nacho Cheese flavored Doritos, as if he had just eaten two bags.  That's how uncomfortably close he came.

We went into the main room and Sir Steve asked if I was into sounds and I told him I hadn't had it done before. He asked if I would like to try and I hesitated for a moment before finally saying yes.  We headed to the medical room after Sir Steve washed and cleaned his sounding equipment.  I lay down on the examination table, my feet in the stirrups, he lubed up a sounding rod, a thin rod of metal and he slowly dipped it inside my penis.

It stung a little bit and he took it out, then he let me do it myself.  I went very slowly and my eyes went wide as it went deeper and deeper inside of me.  It felt tingly and strange, slightly uncomfortable and like I needed to pee.  After a bit it felt nice, and I'll do it again in the future.  We cleaned up and headed to the Bullet bar for drinks.  I got a bit tipsy and we went through McDonald's for a quick late snack (my sober self would never have allowed that but he wasn't in control), and ended up at Sir Steve's apartment.  I was told that I had passed out just as Sir Steve was about to play with me, I wish he had just ravaged me anyway, but I do love the respect he has for me.

In the morning Sir Steve and I prepared to leave to go to the Tom of Finland House, when he called me into his study.  He opened up his desk and he told me that he and I share a passion for journalism, he reached inside the desk and handed me a brand new journal!  "Write and have fun." he said to me.

Thank you Sir!

When we arrived at the Tom of Finland house I was amazed at how kinky and sexy it was! A three level house, bondage furniture in the yards, Tom's porn plastered everywhere, literally on the walls and the ceilings, even on the furniture.  Even the car had ToF on it.  The only part of the house I didn't see was the dungeon rumored to be in the basement.

We were there for a bootcamp meeting for aspiring titleholders, however I must shamefully admit that I fell asleep several times. It's not that they were boring, it's that I wasn't moving around and I was getting comfortable...and that I was up late doing all kinds of naughty, dirty things. I'm not the type you take to meetings or discussions, I'm an action guy, I like to get up and do things (and people).  I'd rather be at a party talking than in a meeting discussing.

Have Fun and Play Safe, dear reader.

Diaper Play Revisited and Public Bondage in San Diego

Friday-Sunday, January 4th-6th, 2013

This weekend I headed down to San Diego to scope out some bars for potential.  I stayed with Sir Michael and was told I'd be meeting another boy he had with him for the weekend.  Upon arrival I was greeted by Sir Michael at the train station in his biker gear.  He had a new sports bike, a beautiful blue Ninja.

Riding on his bike as a pillion was a bit scary, he's thin and light, and I felt like I was too heavy along with my backpack.  He dropped me off at the apartment and went to Oceanside to fetch his other boy.  When they returned, a taller man entered the apartment, nicknamed Mez.  A tall figure, wearing a full face biker helmet with a dark visor, I ran up and hugged his cold body close to mine.  Nothing gets me quite like an anonymous biker, especially when they're taller than I am! WOOF! He felt so good, I didn't want to let go!

He then took off his helmet to reveal a handsome and adorable face!  Arf! I knew I was in for a fun weekend at first sight!  After introductions Sir Michael placed Mez in a straitjacket and my wrists into shackles and we were taken to Pecs bar where we enjoyed a drink, and then dinner at a local Mexican restaurant where we enjoyed the amused glances of the staff.  I was given the fun task of feeding Mez as I was the only other one with free-ish hands.  Public bondage is a lot of fun.

Back at the apartment I was placed in 5-point shackles, I'm not a fan of them, as the steel rubs against my heels and it's uncomfortable for me.  It was time to retire to bed and I lay next to Mez, we were placed in diapers at Sir Michael's whim, and we lay there holding each other for the entire night.  I loved holding this tall cutie close!

The next morning, I awoke to my bladder aching.  I really needed to take a piss but I seriously didn't want to use the diaper.  Now diapers feel nice and comfortable dry, it's gentle, padded, comfy, and it wasn't my first time in one either.  I remembered I didn't enjoy it the last time when I had to force myself to just let go and piss mine.  Mez woke up and I told him I really needed to go, he urged me to just go right there.  Given no other options, I focused hard at unraveling all the psychological blocks I had placed in me during potty training in my early childhood, and wet the diaper.

I really didn't enjoy it at all.  It's official, diapers are not my thing.  I'll be honest, the five seconds of warmth is very nice, but then the wallowing in cold urine in a soggy diaper is not.  Not to mention the smell of the first piss of the morning stinking up my groin.  Once Sir Michael woke up, we were released and one very satisfying shower later, we enjoyed breakfast, and Sir Michael drove me over to my former boyfriend's apartment.

Riding the sport bike on the freeway was...terrifying. I focused as hard as my mind was able to become a solid piece with the motorcycle as we ripped down the river of pavement.  I have no idea what Mez had been feeling when they did this last night, and all the way from Oceanside.  When we arrived, Sir Michael headed off, and I knocked on the door.

It was nice to see Dizzy again, he looked healthier, cleaner, and a little nervous.  I guess that's to be expected when you see your former boyfriend after a long time.  I wanted to keep a friendly relationship with him, so what if it didn't work out romantically, I was more thankful we could still talk and be friends.  We headed inside and took a look at the fun stuff he was selling, he had a flight suit, a leather wristband, and a few kinky shirts that I grabbed.  We talked, caught up, and I paid him a little extra than what he asked for the lot.  I didn't want any of that stupid social awkwardness that I heard other couples had when they ended their relationships on good terms, I just wanted him as my friend again.

I stuffed everything into my backpack and said goodbye, called Sir Michael, and one scary ride through the freeway returned us back to the apartment where Mez lay in chains, naked and helmeted.  Fuck yes.  I enjoyed his vulnerable body a bit before we were geared up for the evening.  I was placed in the straitjacket and Mez in fistmitts cuffed to a belly chain.  We walked for miles, stopping to eat at City Deli where the staff was absolutely wonderful, open-minded, and respectful of us in gear. Plus the food was just fantastic!

We continued over to Mo's bar and watched people enjoy country night with square dancing and cute cowboys on the dance floor.  We were approached by a friend of ours who started to dish some negative gossip over some group having strife over some bar and I stopped him.  I told him I really didn't care about local drama, and instead I wanted to hear about three great and wonderful things that happened to him.  We eventually left and started the long trek home, I was absolutely exhausted when we finally got back to the apartment.  Once out of the gear and stark naked, I relished being cuddled up next to Mez's naked body as we fell asleep.

In the morning we headed to the train station where we said our farewells, and Mez joined me on our journey back to Los Angeles.  The ride North was very comfortable, cuddling Mez on the way up through Oceanside where we parted ways and I continued my way home alone.


Play Safe Dear Readers.

Fisting with Friends

Saturday, December 29th, 2012

This afternoon I went up to Stockroom with Sir Donny and his husband so his husband could pick out his Christmas present from Sir Donny.  I explored the racks of rubber, having the intoxicating smell enter my nostrils, tried on a blue rubber Muir Cap, as well as a fox mask.  I have been hunting for a proper fox mask for ages, but each one I try on is too cartoony, or doesn't speak to me, or is exorbitantly expensive.  I'd love to have one I could wear to events that would conceal my identity and inspire curiosity in those around me.

When finished, we returned to Sir Donny's house and waited for James, a man whom Sir Donny had invited to play with us, and is an experienced fisting bottom.  When he arrived we had a very intimate 4-man make out, man that was hot, I love group intimacy.  James then started to prep himself with a thick dildo, fairly large in size.  I took control and fucked his ass with the toy, listening to him moan made it all the more enjoyable.  He then switched to a much larger black latex dildo, which was about the girth of a traffic pylon! I watched in awe as his ass swallowed the entire shaft!  When it was time and my hands gripped the monstrosity, I took care to be gentle.  Even given his experience he did become uncomfortable a few times during, but we both had a wonderful time!

Then it was time, I pulled on a new pair of latex gloves (I changed pairs with every toy we used, and was careful not to cross-contaminate the lubricant) and greased up my hand.  I started with one finger at a time before I shoved my entire fist inside.  His ass swallowed me, and I felt the warm, moist interior of his anus.  His heartbeat could be felt everywhere inside.  Unfortunately as soon as I was sucked inside of him, he needed me to pull back out.  He apologized, but I knew that he wasn't comfortable.  We had a few more attempts but we had the same result each time, he just couldn't take any more anal abuse and went to shower.

Sir Donny then placed me inside his new vac bed with a neck hole so I wouldn't need to be fully encased with only a mouth tube.  I have had the hardest time trying to get used to full encasement with vac beds if they only have a breathing tube, the suffocation phobia takes over and my flight instinct shoves violently to the forefront of my mind and bashes his fists on the walls of my brain.  Which is also why I do not willingly perform breath play on others, and why I get absolutely livid when someone assumes I want them to clamp their hand over my gas mask if I wear one out to the bar.  Don't assume anything about someone else's desires, always ask permission.

I slid inside Sir Donny's beautiful vac rack and he sealed me inside!  I love the feeling of the rubber as it encloses and encases my body, sealing me within the black sheets, so tight against my bare skin! All the air sucked away, tightening on my naked body!  Completely immobile, I can't even lift a finger against the pressure!  James came out of the shower and Sir Donny handed him his back massager, and James proceeded to torture my vulnerable dick which was quite visible through the form-fitting rubber sheets!

After the torture was over, we headed out for a supper together, me in full leather.  I love wearing my gear out in public, it feels so liberating and exciting! It's always fun to get asked what my hankies mean in my back pocket, or what my title vest means by curious onlookers.  It shows they are brave enough to ask and I respect that a lot. Once back Sir Donny pulled out his other vac bed and James was sealed inside much to his great delight.  A beautiful body sealed like a cut of gorgeous meat inside black rubber sheets that formed to his person like a glove.

I had a little revenge with the massager myself, and making him moan had my manhood drooling.  James was in the bed for ages!  I couldn't believe it, and I was very jealous that he could enjoy full encasement so much where I would be turned into a scared child at the thought of it.  When he did eventually slide out, I felt my confidence grow, it was my turn.  I wanted to defeat the fear inside of me already.  I wriggled inside and the darkness closed in on me, the tube went into my mouth...and that was it.  That was the trigger.  I had to get out.  The tube was thin enough to make breathing a conscious effort, my asthma cough had been acting up and the fear of labored breathing and a cough fit kept me from going through with it.

I got out and took a few breaths, frustrated, my desire for the experience battled against the anxiety of my breathing.  Donny assured me I was okay and it wasn't a problem if I didn't do it, and James assured me the bed was safe and amazing.  I tried pumping myself up again and slid back inside.  I had no trouble with the feeling of the rubber sealing itself around me, but the moment that tube entered my mouth my anxiety rushed back like the flow of a wave on the beach.  I fought it, trying to remember that the bed would fill with air if the tube was pulled out, but even after the affirming words of Sir Donny and James, and my confidence pumping couldn't win and I got out for the last time that night.

I detest my fear, it's an illusion my mind makes, I'm so aware of that, but it still wins out. It really frustrates me to no end because I hate missing out on a good time, especially if I'm the one standing in my way.  I was close to telling Sir Donny to just seal me inside and ignore my fearful state, but I couldn't ask him to do such a thing.

After getting out, Sir Donny wrapped me up in pallet wrap, and James tortured me with the massager.  I love mummification, it's warm and relaxing, a nice plastic cocoon almost.  James then jerked me off with Sir Donny's masturbation tube, a clear rubber cylinder filled with soft rubber spikes that felt absolutely beautiful on my dripping, throbbing dick.  I eventually blew my huge load and sunk into the afterglow, then assisted in helping get James off as well, and his load was quite a sexy sight to see! A nice hot shower later, our goodbyes, and Sir Donny escorted me home.  A beautiful night to remember!

Play Safe Dear Reader.

A Horny Christmas with the Dogs

Friday, December 14th, 2012 - Monday, December 17th 2012

Friday:

Flew up to San Francisco with Cockpit and along the way dropped a card on the table of a very cute boy, and handed a card to a flight attendant to give to our pilot.  He was so sexy. Fly me anywhere, hot shot.

Once in the hotel room, Cockpit and I fooled around a little bit before he left to get Brue and I had my good friend Minddrive come up for a bit.  He was in the neighborhood and we had been talking extensively online about how bad he wanted me to milk him.  I hadn't milked anyone before so it was going to be a fun new experience for me as well.  I had him jump into his chaps and strapped him into the straitjacket he provided. I tied on a bandanna mask and as his masked bandit captor, I masked him as well, then tied his legs with my ropes.  He wasn't going anywhere anytime soon, and he was at my complete mercy!

I spent some time cuddled close to him, embracing him, and then started stroking his already hard manhood while whispering a sexy tale into his ears.  A story where he would get abducted by a cowboy, and he wakes up on a wooden table, stark naked and attached to a milking machine, where he then becomes the cowboy's cum cow.  After finishing, I looked into his eyes and in a stern voice I ordered "Cum!"  His eyes shut tight and he shot his load on the spot!  He pumped three times, drenching my hand in his seed.  I was amazed, I actually made someone cum on demand, but I wasn't finished.  This pup wanted to be milked so badly and I always deliver on my promises.

I kept stroking him, he started laughing he was so sensitive, and I kept stroking. I started another story, a tale from my own fantasies, a tale of a man who was pushed into the quicksand and left to sink under the muck.  After I finished I ordered him to cum again and with a little teasing of the head of his cock, he came again!  Woof!  I slowed down and stopped teasing and stroking, I cleaned him up and held him in his afterglow.  After I while I released him, helped him pack up, and saw him off with a nice kiss.  He was fun!

Around 1:00am Brue and Cockpit came back to the room, Cockpit showed me his new gear, and soon I found myself between the two of them completely naked.  Brue mashed his face in my ass and rimmed me so deep my eyes crossed while Cockpit swallowed my dick like the incredible cocksucker he is!  Eventually I was on the bed, 69-ing Cockpit while Brue continued to love deep in my ass.

Cockpit jerked off and blew his load all over his chest, and by the look of tranquility in his eyes told me that he really needed it!  I went to bed soon after, spooned between Brue and Cockpit.


Saturday:

In the morning, Brue was extremely horny, fingering my ass and then fucking me, hitting my prostate in the best way he could! Holy shit!  I howled, and moaned it felt so incredibly amazing!  I was ordered to jerk off and it was then that I blew a massive load on myself!  It was so good that I started fading in and out of reality until a warm washcloth hit my chest so I could clean up.  It's rare that I get fucked, and even rarer when they hit the right spot.  Woof! Thank you, Brue!

We ate breakfast, set up the playspace at Mr. S, lunch at Mel's Drive In, a little shopping, Cockpit came up with the phrase "a yule of Santas" to describe the groups of Santa costumers that were everywhere for the annual Santa Con in the city.  Back to the room and rested, a little pool time, back upstairs and drew a bath before getting ready for my little dinner date with the incredibly sexy Shawn.  He took me to Basil, where he recommended the Skirt Steak in Peanut Sauce.  We had wonderful geek conversation that spanned Lego to starships, to his witty sarcasm that included gay men as "pink blooded Americans."  He then showed me the Lone Star bar, where he bought me an Adios Motherfucker, he was actually shy about asking the bartender that which was really cute!  The bar was interesting, the floor was actually paved with pennies.  We moved out to the patio for an unofficial BLUF night.  We were soon joined by friends of his, and we had a great night of conversation over drinks.  My card holder actually ran dry of blog cards!

On the way back, he suggested to me that I see The View at the top of my hotel.  I told him that I really wanted to play with him, which was actually something a bit difficult as he's the type of guy that gets me all shy and awkward and makes my confidence evaporate with just a smile.  I told him I wanted to be respectful of his relationship and everything.  He said that it may be possible.  You can't imagine how high my heart leaped.  I was so grateful for his hospitality that evening, and I happily bedded down with Wolf, Brue, and Cockpit.

Sunday:

This morning Wolf and Brue played with me, Wolf sucked me off for a while before Brue moved in and fucked me until I couldn't take it any more, he then rode my dick.  Finished up and went to breakfast, then set up for puppy park, and I learned I can't wrap presents to save my life.  I donned the Santa Goofy suit and greeted people as they arrived, at one point I started heading down the hallway towards the stairs when Cockpit ran out of the playspace and called out "Hey fat man, you forgot your belt!" I turned around realizing I had forgotten the felt strap as part of the costume, unfortunately a large guest of ours also turned around and Cockpit looked as if he just wanted to die right then and there.  Silly puppy.

Once the suit got too hot, I changed into the sexy elf costume, my red jockstrap, new red socks and red hat from Cockpit, and new red bootlaces from Brue.  I mixed, mingled, handed out blog cards, met a slew of sexy boys including a newbie from South Carolina as well as the sexy Scruffy!  A big bear of a pup who loves hugging! Woof! I love hugging Scruffy!  Soon our sexy Santa arrived and he was just a mountain of hot!  Tall, hairy, beefy, a gentle giant and I relished every second I had helping him out!  We waited behind a curtain for our cue, and I couldn't take my eyes off him.  His muscled arms, legs, his beard, his pecs, a handsome face, and such a gentle soul.  I wanted to throw myself under his boots so badly.

I held the basket of squeaky toys he tossed into the crowd of romping pups and set up "take your picture with Santa!".  Man is he sweet!  I got to sit on his knee, and he even flirted with me a little bit by grabbing my ass!  Ohh, Santa! I've been such a good boy!  Let me be your Christmas present!  When he took his leave with his partner (lucky bastard), I puppy piled with a bunch of snugglers including Anubis and Randy, then talked to titleholder Jay Williamson who had a puppy in Long Beach, who knows how to flag wave (it's like florentine flogging but with large weighted flags, it looks really fucking cool!).  I headed down to Mr. S and said a quick hello to the naughty Spencer, dropped off my blog cards in their media rack, and went back upstairs to help tear down the puppy park.

We headed back to the hotel and exchanged gifts, I gave Cockpit his gift and a silly card of a farting pug, and he gave me a cute little white dog plushie, a fox tree ornament, and a very sweet card.  I love his gifts.  He knows I love foxes.  We went out to dinner, then walked around the city a while before heading upstairs and prepping for bed.  My mind wandered and I thought about a nice romantic Christmas for when I find a man and fall in love with him.  I'm a big romantic, so of course I'd love a nice private Christmas with him up in the mountains, setting up the tree, hot apple cider with dinner, hot cocoa by the fire, making tender love to the crackle of flames, waking up in a big bed and chasing him to the tree to open presents.  I fell asleep thinking of that magical private Christmas and that man who would keep me close to his heart, preferably with rope and chains!

Monday:

I woke up to someone getting in bed with me, I wrapped my arms around him and felt a lot more hair than usual.  I mumbled, "You're not Cockpit..." and slowly realized it was Brue, who then disappeared under the covers and blew me and jerked me off.  It took so long, but I finally managed to blow my load, a nice warm tingly burst that flew down his throat.  We had lunch and then Cockpit and I headed out to catch our flight home.

Another wonderful Christmas in San Francisco!

Play Safe!

Two men and many roles.

Sunday, December 9th 2012

A friend of the man who introduced me to his cooking / cannibalism fetish came up from San Diego to meet me.  When he walked up to me at the coffee shop I was surprised, this sexy, thin, dark-skinned hottie was here to meet me?  Sweet!  We talked briefly before I brought him back to my place, the moment the door shut behind us, I was already making out with him.  I pulled him into the kitchen and mixed up a batch of my favorite gunging cake batter and then led him to the bathroom.

Once the clothes were off I introduced him to wet-n-messy play.  As the batter mixture dripped down his beautiful body and his handsome face, he said that "It looks like a giant had just cum all over us!" Woof, what a dirty little mind on this boy! Just how I like them!  A nice long and messy make out and we cleaned off.  He then told me he had a motorcycle helmet, and I told him to go and grab it and suit up, while he was gone I jumped into my leather CHP uniform and my Muir cap.

When he returned I slammed the boy up against the wall and molested the hell out of him, calling him my prisoner bitch.  The sounds that came out of him told me he enjoyed it!  I was loving it as well!  I wanted to rip his pants off, and ram his sweet ass, if he hadn't already told me that he wasn't ready to be fucked yet I would have had a condom on that moment.  I ordered him to change into his biker gear, he complied and came into my bedroom, I shoved my new biker perpetrator against the wall and reminded him who was boss here.  Throwing him on the bed I tied up his hands and legs, I molested him, made out with him further, my helpless little biker prisoner.

I eventually calmed down a bit and we swapped out gear again, this time jumping into wrestling singlets and wrestled on the bed a but before succumbing to our primal desires and jerking off.  We had to blow our loads, and bad!  We both shot our hot, sticky loads onto my chest and collapsed on the bed, spent and smiling.  A rinse in the shower, a pleasant lunch together, and we returned to my home to pack his gear away.  Back at his car, I bid him a safe ride home back down to San Diego and waved goodbye.

This one was a lot of fun, I'm sure we'll have more fun in the future.  Shy, soft demeanor, sexy as hell...nice dick too.


Play Safe dear reader.

Return of the Fist Pig

Friday December 7th, 2012

After my class at my kink workshop I was incredibly worked up, I came home and called my new fist pig. I couldn't wait to dominate him!  I had to have him, right this second!  He cleaned out and arrived soon after, and we set up a play spot on the bed.  Once the towels were down and the lube was out, I loved on his beautiful body for a while before greasing up my hand and proceeding to finger fuck him.

He moaned and grunted in the best ways as I slid my fingers inside of his greased up hole, one, then two, counting the digits penetrating his piggy ass until I had my whole fist inside of him.  I love that feeling of having my entire hand sucked inside of his rectum like some creature sucking on my fist!  I enjoyed twisting about inside, rolling my knuckles around on his prostate, making him beg and moan, and oink for me like the greedy little fist pig he is.  After I really put the pressure on his prostate he started to cum, dripping and howling in ecstasy.  I fisted him faster, twisting swiftly, punching deep into his ass, making him howl, moan, and grunt like a real piggy!

I withdrew my hand and we washed up together, then returned to the bed where I prepped his ass once more and pulled on a condom.  I slid my rock hard dick inside his sweet, tight ass; it felt as if the last hour of my punching his sloppy lubed piggy hole didn't even happen!  I made gentle sweet love to his hole, easing myself in and out slowly, relishing his body and the feeling of my manhood in his deep, warm depths.  I picked up the pace and pounded his ass, over and over!  Moans, gasps, it all made me hornier and harder!  I was slamming deep inside of him now, I felt that all-too familiar rise of energy and then blasted my load!

I held him, laying on top of his muscled body, cold with sweat, basking in our afterglow.  I would have loved for him to stay the night, but according to his agreement with his boyfriend overnighters are forbidden.  It is perfectly fine, and I am thankful that I do get to play with my fist piggy, and even more that his partner is so generous.  It's a wonderful world when you get to say "Thank you for letting me play with your man."

Play Safe out there Dear Reader!

Exchanging Power

Monday, December 3rd, 2012

My dear friend who once dominated me in a beautiful RCMP uniform came up for a visit.  We headed out for lunch and could barely keep our hands off of each other, I couldn't look away from his handsome face, his beautiful sexy voice, memories from our last encounter that felt like decades ago.

We finally made it back to my apartment and kissed deeply, I whispered that I was his boytoy, that he could do what he wanted with me, I was ready at any time to submit to him.  He whispered that he wanted my dick deep in his ass, he wanted me to fuck him.

I smiled and I could feel the energy change inside of me, like chocolate melting and pouring from one mould to the next, I swapped my submissive energy for more dominant power.  I love being versatile.  I pulled him into the bedroom by the fly of his pants and we made out passionately, he said he wanted me to fuck him in his leather.  This date just kept getting better by the moment!  I lent him my larger pair of leather pants and ordered him to change into them, while I changed into my chaps, harness, boots, and cover.  He looked incredible in leather, especially when I ordered him to kneel and I collared him.  I stood him up and told him to look at himself, as he looked at his reflection I told him that I take damn good care of my boys, and that all good boys get rewarded.

I fucking loved the sound of his accent as he called me "Sir".  His first duty was to suck my dick and lick my balls, which he performed flawlessly.  I couldn't get enough of him worshipping my dick.  I finally tore him off my crotch long enough to force his face down on my boots and clean them with his tongue.  Another job well done, he was rewarded with more cocksucking duty.  Finally, I bent him over and lubed up his sweet ass.  I fingered it a bit to prepare him for my raging cock.

Sliding on a condom, I slowly glided inside of his hot, wet boyhole.  He moaned and thanked me, I asked him whose ass it was, "Yours, Sir!" I asked whose dick was inside this ass that belonged to me. "Yours, Sir!" I asked him who he belonged to. "You, Sir!"  I fucked him faster, deeper, grabbing his arms and pulling hard to force myself even further into his hot, lubed up boy hole!  I finally shot my load, and after a weekend of being by myself, pent up and frustrated and with the excitement of having my traveling uniform kinkster in my possession, it was a great load!  I stayed inside of him, savoring his sweet, hot, sweaty body before eventually sliding out and cleaning myself up.

I returned to him, and pulled his leash tighter, winding it around my clenched fist. As he jerked his meat, I reminded him who he belonged to, who his body, dick, and hole belonged to, and would be fucking him as well as whose cock he was to worship.  He shot a load that gushed all over his hot chest and stomach, fuck it was incredible!  I happily wiped him down and we relished in the afterglow, my sexy boy in my arms.  We shared a very intimate shower together, our lips rarely apart, meeting in gentle passion under the warm embrace of the water.

As I saw him off, my heart sank, not knowing when his path would bring him to cross with mine again, but alas that is the life of a man who travels the skies as an occupation.  However, he knows very well where he can land.


Play Safe, Dear Reader.

Enter the Fist Pig

Sunday, November 25th 2012

I found a man on Grindr and we set up a meeting at a local cafe, we got along incredibly well!  He was incredibly kinky and into a ton of the fetishes I am as well.  He's just an all-around fun and awesome guy.

After really connecting with great conversation we headed back to his place, a beautiful condo on a marina. He had his own sling among a plethora of ass toys.  He undressed and revealed an amazing, drop-dead gorgeous body.  Great muscles, and a ridiculously hot ass!  Woof!  We made out on his bed, I admired and appreciated his beautiful muscular body, feeling every bulge and crevice of his sweet physique, kissing his soft skin and biting his ears, making him moan which only turned me on even more!

We moved to his bathroom, where I proceeded to pee on him.  He loved it so much that he drank it right from the tap.  Even with a full erection I was still able to piss in his mouth.  I'm surprised that I'm starting to learn to love piss play, it's really beginning to grow on me, watching him take my stream in his mouth with no hesitation actually turned me on a little.  He kept sucking my dick long after it went dry and this piggy knows how to suck cock! Oink!

After a rinse we were back in bed and he presented his ass to me, a gorgeous, clean, muscular ass with the cleanest hole I had ever seen.  So incredibly smooth, not a single hair anywhere.  I was on my back with his ass in his face, something inside me said "try it".  I had never rimmed someone before, the idea wasn't attractive to me, but after watching so many scenes in porn with guys shoving their entire faces in another man's hole, and getting rimmed myself in the past, there had to be some kind of attraction about it.  I licked his hole a little bit, it was...different.  The texture was unique, ridges, an elastic feel to it, but I really didn't find anything attraction to it whatsoever and stopped soon after.  It's just not for me.

I got him into position on his hands and knees, and lubed up his hole.  I then slathered my hand with lube and fingered his ass a little with my middle finger, then slowly progressing one finger at a time.  By the time I had four fingers inside of him, he was grunting up a storm!  Feeling him from the inside was absolutely fascinating, a hole of soft, warm, flesh and the feeling of his pulse which quickened as our play continued was just incredible!  He enjoyed it so much that he reached back and tried to get my thumb in himself.  I repositioned my fist and tucked all my fingers into a point, and pushed inside.  At my knuckles I met natural resistance, I let him know that I was pushing through, gave it more force and suddenly my fist was swallowed into his asshole!

He gasped in absolute ecstasy as my fingers automatically balled into a fist, and I found myself wrist deep in this studly muscled man's hot sweet ass!  The feeling of having my greasy fist in a sexy man's hole was something I never thought I'd experience for real. The anus is like fleshy silk, warm and wet, and the soft pulse of his heartbeat all around my hand, as well as the clenching muscles and the presence of a vacuum of air which prevented me from moving around inside.  I slowly twisted my hand to the left and right, making my pig moan and gasp in response.  It felt so wonderful to give him such pleasure, and the physical connection we had was simply astounding.  Nothing else is quite like this.  I started pushing his prostate, and eventually he came with a great roar!  It was beautifully intense!

After a little more feeling around inside of him, I slowly pulled myself out, working with the resistance of his body, I was finally pushed out and his body quivered and shook like a young man's legs after getting his ass pounded for the first time.  I cleaned up and returned to bed, and we shared his afterglow.  I felt closer to him, a bond beginning to form.  He then sucked me again, and wrapped me in his beefy body. I focused on his strong smooth, warm bulging muscles covering my naked form as I shot my load after working my shaft, fuck every moment was just bliss!

I can't wait to play with this pig again, and I'm looking forward to seeing what sling fucking is like!

Play Safe, Dear Reader!

Puppy and a Movie

Friday, November 24th 2013

My puppy Cockpit took me to see "Wreck it Ralph" this evening, I had been feeling very, very lonely due to the holidays and when he offered to go to the movies I jumped on it like a starved dog running towards a plate of bacon.

I collared him when we met on the street, and we walked to the theater.  Once inside the movie theater, we took our seats near the back and I leashed him, and he spent the majority of the film at my feet. He worshipped my boots, he ate face-first out of the popcorn bucket, and at one point he even took my boot off and massaged my foot.  He is the best puppy I have ever had!

After the movie we went back to my apartment and he stripped, I blindfolded him, and he sucked my dick like the good dog he is, and he's really fucking good at it too!  I took him into my bedroom and I prepared his tailhole.  I made sure to take extra care while playing with it, as he is not a bottom.  I went very slowly, easing myself inside of his tight hole, feeling him clench down on me using his unbelievably strong anal muscles to strangle my cock.  Woof!  

I made love to his sweet hole, hearing him grunt as he took my manhood was hot, and it drove me nuts but I had to keep my wits about me, because his ass was so sensitive.  He couldn't take it for long and I stopped, gently slipping out of him.  Cleaning up, I restrained him on the bed and we jerked off, sharing fantasies until I was ready to blow my load, I grabbed his head and forced him down on my cock!  He sucked the cum right out of me! Fuck yes!  Taking every drop!  Then he jerked off and shot his puppy load all over his stomach, fucking hot! During our afterglow, I thought to myself that I am so very lucky to have a wonderful man to call my puppy.

Thank you, Cockpit, your handler loves you very, very much.

Play Safe.