May 3rd, 2013
I arrived at my boy Dennis' apartment and met him outside his building. We went upstairs, kissed our hellos and he stripped to reveal his red striped chaps, sexy leather boots, and a leather armband. He then let me borrow his harness boots and I finally confirmed that I was a size 10 USA, that had been bugging me for quite a while. He lent me his blue latex chaps and I had him suck my dick a good while before we headed into the bedroom and he resumed his duties of sucking me off. He's an excellent cocksucker, and I enjoyed watching him devour my cock. His shaved head, his leather, the posture collar I locked on his neck, his chaps, and boots. Fuck!
Soon I had him in the sling, lubing us both up. Sliding inside his sweet ass was no problem at all, and I went to town on that hole! I love sling-fucking my boy! Slamming into his ass, listening to the chains rattle, his mouth open and moaning, gripping the chains firmly as I thrust into him, I felt it building so I ordered him on the bed after willing up the urge to get him out of the sling. I was going to finish him off!
His ass in the air, I plunged inside and pounded it! He called me daddy like a good boy, and thanked me for fucking him, that he loved my cock and I just lost it! I exploded inside of him and damn was it a good one! He's such a good boy to fuck, I cleaned up and cuddled him in the afterglow, soon dozing off. I was awakened by him when he came to give me a blanket, such a good boy, he was still ready and energized but after my long day I simply had no more energy to spare at all. I soon fell asleep, and thankfully he didn't mind. I'm very lucky to have such a good boy.
May 4th, 2013
I woke up alone, still in boots and chaps to find Dennis on the couch in the living room. I sat and talked with him a while, had a coffee, then a shower, then I jumped back in gear and he started sucking me off. I fucking love chaps, so much convenience! He wanted to try his new toy today, and I was only too happy to help. He brought it out and I had to say I was very impressed with the size, certainly not something my ass could take. We built him up on smaller toys, first a fairy regular sized dildo, then a medium, each time slathering it up in Boy Butter then liquid gel, and slowly fucking his ass, twisting and pushing the hulking toy in and out of his eager, greedy hole. I enjoy playing with toys, although it tends to be rare.
We eventually worked him up to the Monster. It was huge, but the boy got it at least 3/4 the way up his ass! Very impressive, considering the size of this thing. I took my time and was gentle, but he loved every inch of this thing! Soon we put it away and it was my turn. Another condom, lubed up and ready, and I resumed pounding his sweet ass! I went for what felt like ages, until he had to get out of the sling because his legs were growing tired! Shoved him down on the bed and I fucked his ass for a good long time. Enjoying every grunt, beg, thank you, and moan until at long last I shot my load and collapsed on his cool, sweaty back.
I lay there inside of him, relaxing and taking each other in. He told me I was the only one who fucks him since he moved here. I felt so honored he chose me, and that he calls me "daddy". I pulled out, cleaned up, then he said he wanted to use the dildo and cum for me, so I lay on the bed and watched him fuck himself. I told him how hot I thought it was to watch men have sex, and shared with him an idea I had about how sex dungeons could design their rooms for voyeurs like me.
After a while, he confessed to me that he couldn't cum, he was most likely overstimulated and I knew how frustrating that is. We cleaned up, changed, and he drove me home. He's such a good boy, I'm happy to be his daddy. I can't wait to fist fuck him next!
Play Safe Dear Reader.
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Monday, September 16, 2013
The Office Bitch
May 2nd, 2013
This afternoon I met the handsome Levi after talking to him online at length about him being my little office bitch. I do actually have a soft spot for guys in suits and ties. The well-dressed look is very sexy to me, and ties are just office-friendly leashes anyway. The idea of a big executive on his knees with a dress sock stuffed in his mouth is a turn on.
I met Levi outside the Falcon, and fuck was he adorable. Shorter guys are so damn cute, in a crisp white dress shirt, black tie, black slacks and shoes. Ruff. We grabbed a meal and had a nice lunch together, getting better acquainted, then headed back to my place. He was very excited and very chatty.
Once back in my apartment, I laid into him like nothing before. I kept my voice stern, my eyes hard and glaring, I did not order, but demanded his servitude. I pulled him in by his tie for hard, deep kissing, then had him lick my boots which he did so with great fervor as if his life depended on it! I was in my Dominant mindset really quickly with this one. I wanted to keep things going hot and I pulled out as much Dominant energy as I could muster, I demanded he strip down to nothing but his dress shirt and tie. I crushed his dick under my boot and ground it into his crotch, milking moans out of him.
I had him take my boots off, and shoved my feet into his face, which he worshiped before I even demanded it. I ordered him to remove my socks, a task he quickly completed before returning to worshiping my bare feet, licking them like a good little office slave.
I ordered my pants removed along with my underwear, and after he rolled on a flavored condom, he worshiped my cock as well. I took off my shirt as he slurped my dick as far down his throat as he could. I continued demanding and growling at him, furthering him deeper into submission as my lowly little office bitch, I owned this company and I could do anything I fucking wanted!
When I got horned up enough I told him to get up, I grabbed his tie and pulled him into my bedroom, stood him in front of my bed, spun him around, and shoved him onto it. I loved roughing around with him and the rougher I got, the more turned on we became. I flipped him over, lubed him up, slid on a new condom and told him it was time for his promotion. He could hardly contain himself! I entered him and fuck was he tight! Like an uptight little virgin, his ass was extremely tight, and once I got inside his moaning and grunting and gratitude came out with each hard thrust that I gave his little fuck hole!
He loved being the boss' personal fucking toy, and I loved screwing him over! When I finally blew my load inside his sweet ass, he let out an exhausted sigh of relief and gratitude. After cleaning up, I held him close in the afterglow, he was my little office bitch slave and he was due my appreciation for all of his good work.
This boy has a ton of potential, and he is definitely going places at this company. I can't wait to tear him apart once more!
Play Safe Dear Reader
Friday, September 13, 2013
The Quarterback and the Towel Boy
April 28th, 2013
This evening I was picked up by Sir Donny and his husband, we enjoyed a great dinner together before returning to Sir Donny's home. His husband was tired so he went home to bed, while Sir Donny and I headed upstairs, as we stripped to change into gear, I finally was able to see the results of Sir Donny's hard work at exercise.
He is so incredibly hot! Holy fuck. He was handsome, masculine, and studly before, and then he takes off his shirt and reveals a beautiful rack of abs that I couldn't wait to mash my face into and worship! I took my time in admiring and paying proper respect to his fantastic body, kissing it, licking it, I wanted to drizzle syrup all over his stomach and then lick him clean!
We really started to get into it with each other, I was incredibly turned on, he was horny as hell, and we started a little bit of role play. He was the all-star quarterback, he had finally scored the winning touchdown after a tough season. He had promised his loyal towel boy that he'd fuck him if he won the game. This towel boy was often in the locker room after the games, watching the players come in and shower off, trying not to seem too obvious. The quarterback always noticed. The quarterback always found fresh folded towels ready for him after his showers, his locker was always kept neat and organized, he knew who was doing it. The towel boy would often fantasize about being in the shower with them, in the midst of all those large, muscled men, covered in soap and washing their gorgeous bodies. The quarterback in the middle, his big arms wrapped around his loyal little towel boy, massive hands groping and rubbing his slim body in the steamy, warm cascading waters.
He lay his towel boy down on the bench, and ripped off the boy's jockstrap, exposing his ass for the quarterback's long, hard cock. He entered him, and slid far inside, making the boy moan and beg his all star to ravage him. After all, he earned it with that big touchdown, he earned every inch of his throbbing dick up the boy's ass. The boy earned this too, diligently attending to his needs, fetching what he asked for, even if the quarterback didn't deem it important, it was a dream life for his towel boy.
The quarterback thrust harder, deeper into his towel boy, and finally blew his massive load, a pair of moans echoed throughout the empty locker room, dripping with ecstasy. He panted, exhausted from the game, and drained from banging his boy. He leaned down into my ear and said that he needed a center he could depend on. My smile grew even larger, me out on the field with him? I rolled onto my back and stroked, thinking of him, the all-star, us after the game, sweaty and horny as hell, and he shoves me down into the muddy field, grinding his cleats into my crotch, making me his muddy center! I blew my load! Fuck did it feel wonderful!
After we hit the showers, got dressed, and the world faded back, Sir Donny dropped me off in front of my apartment, but he didn't leave until telling me that his center needed a proper uniform.
WOOF! Thank you Sir!
Play Safe Dear Reader
This evening I was picked up by Sir Donny and his husband, we enjoyed a great dinner together before returning to Sir Donny's home. His husband was tired so he went home to bed, while Sir Donny and I headed upstairs, as we stripped to change into gear, I finally was able to see the results of Sir Donny's hard work at exercise.
He is so incredibly hot! Holy fuck. He was handsome, masculine, and studly before, and then he takes off his shirt and reveals a beautiful rack of abs that I couldn't wait to mash my face into and worship! I took my time in admiring and paying proper respect to his fantastic body, kissing it, licking it, I wanted to drizzle syrup all over his stomach and then lick him clean!
We really started to get into it with each other, I was incredibly turned on, he was horny as hell, and we started a little bit of role play. He was the all-star quarterback, he had finally scored the winning touchdown after a tough season. He had promised his loyal towel boy that he'd fuck him if he won the game. This towel boy was often in the locker room after the games, watching the players come in and shower off, trying not to seem too obvious. The quarterback always noticed. The quarterback always found fresh folded towels ready for him after his showers, his locker was always kept neat and organized, he knew who was doing it. The towel boy would often fantasize about being in the shower with them, in the midst of all those large, muscled men, covered in soap and washing their gorgeous bodies. The quarterback in the middle, his big arms wrapped around his loyal little towel boy, massive hands groping and rubbing his slim body in the steamy, warm cascading waters.
He lay his towel boy down on the bench, and ripped off the boy's jockstrap, exposing his ass for the quarterback's long, hard cock. He entered him, and slid far inside, making the boy moan and beg his all star to ravage him. After all, he earned it with that big touchdown, he earned every inch of his throbbing dick up the boy's ass. The boy earned this too, diligently attending to his needs, fetching what he asked for, even if the quarterback didn't deem it important, it was a dream life for his towel boy.
The quarterback thrust harder, deeper into his towel boy, and finally blew his massive load, a pair of moans echoed throughout the empty locker room, dripping with ecstasy. He panted, exhausted from the game, and drained from banging his boy. He leaned down into my ear and said that he needed a center he could depend on. My smile grew even larger, me out on the field with him? I rolled onto my back and stroked, thinking of him, the all-star, us after the game, sweaty and horny as hell, and he shoves me down into the muddy field, grinding his cleats into my crotch, making me his muddy center! I blew my load! Fuck did it feel wonderful!
After we hit the showers, got dressed, and the world faded back, Sir Donny dropped me off in front of my apartment, but he didn't leave until telling me that his center needed a proper uniform.
WOOF! Thank you Sir!
Play Safe Dear Reader
Thursday, September 12, 2013
Serving Him With My Body: Part 2
April 27th, 2013
I awoke and found Sir John on the couch in the living room, we had breakfast then I enjoyed some nice quiet time with him, my head in his lap as he amused himself on his iPad on the couch. I stayed in that pleasant position for a good while, the collar around my neck, the soft hand of Sir John stroking me. I was very content. When he was finished he moved us into the bedroom, and lubed me up, he slid a condom on my instantly hard cock and lubed up the rubber.
He sat on top of me and slid my dick inside his hole, and rocked on my manhood. I love screwing him, and he soon asked how I wanted him, I told him my favorite position was to fuck him on all fours like an animal and we shifted. I was behind him, sliding inside, faster, harder! After a hot time of dirty talk, and thrusting in his sweet ass I blew my load deep inside of him, shoving my dick as far as it would go, howling in ecstasy! He grunted his approval! Woof!
After our play, and clean up together I packed up my gear and he drove me to the train station. Then after a short ride to Union Station I was picked up by Sir Steve, and we spent the rest of the day in Little Tokyo before heading down to Long Beach for a fisting party over at our friend Jeff and Gary's place. I chatted up the other guests in the living room before heading out the the back garage.
The garage was set up with porn, red lighting, four slings, a cage, and plenty of fisting supplies like crisco, j-lube, and lots of rubber gloves of all sizes. I had the pleasure of fisting Jeff, I enjoyed shoving my hand up his hole and I went further than I've ever gone before. My fist vanished up his ass and then further, he wanted me to go even deeper! I felt his intestines stretching to accommodate my fingers and knuckles! He enjoyed it and I could tell by all the moaning as well as calling me daddy! Woof! I'm loving that name!
Afterward, I cleaned up and admired all the trucker bear types that attended the party. Scruffy, hairy hunks, pot bellies, ball caps, furry and muscled. One had the hottest bear abs and even offered to fist me, but I hadn't prepared for it at all, so I had to reluctantly decline. He was so scruffy and rugged it pained me to say no, as all I wanted him to do was crush me in his arms, I was too spent for any more play that night. I spent the remainder of the party in the living room chatting until Sir Steve was ready to leave. He drove me home and crashed in my bed. It feels wonderful and safe to have him lying next to me, this giant of a man. He's like an uncle bear, super protective, and definitely family.
Play Safe Dear Reader
I awoke and found Sir John on the couch in the living room, we had breakfast then I enjoyed some nice quiet time with him, my head in his lap as he amused himself on his iPad on the couch. I stayed in that pleasant position for a good while, the collar around my neck, the soft hand of Sir John stroking me. I was very content. When he was finished he moved us into the bedroom, and lubed me up, he slid a condom on my instantly hard cock and lubed up the rubber.
He sat on top of me and slid my dick inside his hole, and rocked on my manhood. I love screwing him, and he soon asked how I wanted him, I told him my favorite position was to fuck him on all fours like an animal and we shifted. I was behind him, sliding inside, faster, harder! After a hot time of dirty talk, and thrusting in his sweet ass I blew my load deep inside of him, shoving my dick as far as it would go, howling in ecstasy! He grunted his approval! Woof!
After our play, and clean up together I packed up my gear and he drove me to the train station. Then after a short ride to Union Station I was picked up by Sir Steve, and we spent the rest of the day in Little Tokyo before heading down to Long Beach for a fisting party over at our friend Jeff and Gary's place. I chatted up the other guests in the living room before heading out the the back garage.
The garage was set up with porn, red lighting, four slings, a cage, and plenty of fisting supplies like crisco, j-lube, and lots of rubber gloves of all sizes. I had the pleasure of fisting Jeff, I enjoyed shoving my hand up his hole and I went further than I've ever gone before. My fist vanished up his ass and then further, he wanted me to go even deeper! I felt his intestines stretching to accommodate my fingers and knuckles! He enjoyed it and I could tell by all the moaning as well as calling me daddy! Woof! I'm loving that name!
Afterward, I cleaned up and admired all the trucker bear types that attended the party. Scruffy, hairy hunks, pot bellies, ball caps, furry and muscled. One had the hottest bear abs and even offered to fist me, but I hadn't prepared for it at all, so I had to reluctantly decline. He was so scruffy and rugged it pained me to say no, as all I wanted him to do was crush me in his arms, I was too spent for any more play that night. I spent the remainder of the party in the living room chatting until Sir Steve was ready to leave. He drove me home and crashed in my bed. It feels wonderful and safe to have him lying next to me, this giant of a man. He's like an uncle bear, super protective, and definitely family.
Play Safe Dear Reader
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Serving Him With My Body: Part 1
April 26th 2013
I headed up to Pasadena and met Sir John at the train station today, it felt great to see him again it's been way too long since I last hung out with him. We arrived at his home and immediately after walking into the basement he set aside my suitcase, stripped me naked, and cuffed my hands, proceeding to play with my helpless body. Lots of deep kissing later and I was blindfolded and gagged, my body strapped to a post, my arms raised above my head. I became his plaything, anything he wanted, he did to me. He even went so far as to shove his smelly pits into my face! I really didn't go for it, but I had no choice in the matter, I suffered for him.
Torn down from the post after my torture, I was tied down to the bondage bench, spread eagle. My favorite position! I was further tortured, nipples abused, chest slapped and pounded, I was on fire! I was so horny, seven days of cum denial and people cancelling and flaking on me, the thrill of being daddy's little bitch, the dungeon environment, the torture he inflicted, I was laughing and begging for more! Abuse me! Torture me! I am your plaything! I'm your eager little rape victim! Fuck me and make it hurt! Just the way I know you like it is just the way I fucking want it! I love you Sir!
He flipped me on my stomach and tied me down again! I knew where things were going! My ass was lubed up and my hands clenched the ropes that bound them, come on daddy, make it hurt! Make your boytoy scream! He entered me, fuck yes, He thrust! Yes, Sir! I was fucked and ravaged, it lasted and lasted, it started to burn and I screamed, I told him it hurt through the gag of my own underwear which he had stuffed in my mouth and secured with another gag. He ravaged my burning hole even harder, fuck did it feel great! He roared as he blew his load in my ass, and collapsed gasping in ecstasy on my helpless body.
He untied me and kissed me deeply, calmed down we decided where we would enjoy dinner, but before we left he secured his chain collar around my neck, reminding me who owned my body that weekend. After our meal we returned to his home and headed upstairs. I was stripped once more, tied up, and tortured again. He put me on my stomach, hands bound behind my back, feet tied, and Sir John fucked me ruthlessly, mercilessly! It hurt so good! I screamed and grunted into the gag and loved every thrust his cock made into my boyhole. He roared again and burst another load into me! Thank you Sir!
After a short cool down I was untied and turned over, my dick was lubed up and it was finally my turn! I stroked and thought of everything, the soreness of my boyhole from being ravaged, being tied up and tortured, then the idea of Sir John leading me to a deep mud pit and making me sink up to my shoulders then pushing me under with his boot on my forehead! I erupted! A full seven days worth of anxiousness, anger, frustration, being flaked on, being cancelled on, the disappointment, the ornery horniness all came out in three great shots of an incredible orgasm!
I lay there in my mess, thanking him and passed out in the darkness of my blindfold. I came to a little while later, and wiped off, I was untied, the blindfold was removed, and then led to bed where he held me close and we fell asleep.
Thank you Sir!
Play Safe Dear Reader
I headed up to Pasadena and met Sir John at the train station today, it felt great to see him again it's been way too long since I last hung out with him. We arrived at his home and immediately after walking into the basement he set aside my suitcase, stripped me naked, and cuffed my hands, proceeding to play with my helpless body. Lots of deep kissing later and I was blindfolded and gagged, my body strapped to a post, my arms raised above my head. I became his plaything, anything he wanted, he did to me. He even went so far as to shove his smelly pits into my face! I really didn't go for it, but I had no choice in the matter, I suffered for him.
Torn down from the post after my torture, I was tied down to the bondage bench, spread eagle. My favorite position! I was further tortured, nipples abused, chest slapped and pounded, I was on fire! I was so horny, seven days of cum denial and people cancelling and flaking on me, the thrill of being daddy's little bitch, the dungeon environment, the torture he inflicted, I was laughing and begging for more! Abuse me! Torture me! I am your plaything! I'm your eager little rape victim! Fuck me and make it hurt! Just the way I know you like it is just the way I fucking want it! I love you Sir!
He flipped me on my stomach and tied me down again! I knew where things were going! My ass was lubed up and my hands clenched the ropes that bound them, come on daddy, make it hurt! Make your boytoy scream! He entered me, fuck yes, He thrust! Yes, Sir! I was fucked and ravaged, it lasted and lasted, it started to burn and I screamed, I told him it hurt through the gag of my own underwear which he had stuffed in my mouth and secured with another gag. He ravaged my burning hole even harder, fuck did it feel great! He roared as he blew his load in my ass, and collapsed gasping in ecstasy on my helpless body.
He untied me and kissed me deeply, calmed down we decided where we would enjoy dinner, but before we left he secured his chain collar around my neck, reminding me who owned my body that weekend. After our meal we returned to his home and headed upstairs. I was stripped once more, tied up, and tortured again. He put me on my stomach, hands bound behind my back, feet tied, and Sir John fucked me ruthlessly, mercilessly! It hurt so good! I screamed and grunted into the gag and loved every thrust his cock made into my boyhole. He roared again and burst another load into me! Thank you Sir!
After a short cool down I was untied and turned over, my dick was lubed up and it was finally my turn! I stroked and thought of everything, the soreness of my boyhole from being ravaged, being tied up and tortured, then the idea of Sir John leading me to a deep mud pit and making me sink up to my shoulders then pushing me under with his boot on my forehead! I erupted! A full seven days worth of anxiousness, anger, frustration, being flaked on, being cancelled on, the disappointment, the ornery horniness all came out in three great shots of an incredible orgasm!
I lay there in my mess, thanking him and passed out in the darkness of my blindfold. I came to a little while later, and wiped off, I was untied, the blindfold was removed, and then led to bed where he held me close and we fell asleep.
Thank you Sir!
Play Safe Dear Reader
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Rubber Buddy
April 16th, 2013
I finally met up with my rubber buddy Matt from Recon, we had been talking to each other for years now, and he finally came up from San Diego for a visit. It was wonderful to finally meet the big guy in person! He's a sweetheart and very cuddly. After a nice lunch I toured him around my area, to the beach, farmer's market and all that before returning to my place.
Once upstairs, we rubbered up in one pieces and cuddled close on my bed, he pulled a rubber gimp hood on me, zipped it up and I sunk into submission. He unzipped my one piece and applied snake bite pieces to my chest, twisting them hard and really sucking at me until it hurt. I moaned, thanking him. He then applied clothespins to my underarms and sack, he tortured me a little until I couldn't handle it any more and then released me. I really enjoyed his dominant side!
He also had some gas masks and breath tubes, I was curious, he assured me that he was serious about when it came to breath play and it took me a while to go for it. I was legitimately scared.
(In all seriousness when playing with breath play NEVER PLAY ALONE, and ALWAYS play with someone you trust! This kind of play is VERY dangerous and can easily go VERY bad VERY quickly if you don't know what you're doing. If in doubt, don't do it. Also, it's rude and stupid to assume anyone wearing a gas mask is into breath play, so if you jokingly clamp your hand over someone's airway at a bar, don't be shocked when they punch you in the balls.)
We did a little play, but I ended up really not enjoying it. I don't like it at all. However I kept the mask on and he lubed me up after putting on his own. I love the look of a gas mask, the sinister appearance and the feel of the rubber under my fingertips. He stroked my lubed cock and balls, pumping moans and grunts out of my eager body! The rubber, the lube, the masks, his relentless pumping of my dick, his body so close to mine, I shot a humongous load! Fuck yes!
We basked in the afterglow and enjoyed a light snooze, before showering and sensually hugging and kissing while cleaning each other off. He left soon after a short distraction of online videos and funny pages.
I really like Matt, he's an awesome guy. Looking forward to slicking up again soon!
Play Safe Dear Reader
I finally met up with my rubber buddy Matt from Recon, we had been talking to each other for years now, and he finally came up from San Diego for a visit. It was wonderful to finally meet the big guy in person! He's a sweetheart and very cuddly. After a nice lunch I toured him around my area, to the beach, farmer's market and all that before returning to my place.
Once upstairs, we rubbered up in one pieces and cuddled close on my bed, he pulled a rubber gimp hood on me, zipped it up and I sunk into submission. He unzipped my one piece and applied snake bite pieces to my chest, twisting them hard and really sucking at me until it hurt. I moaned, thanking him. He then applied clothespins to my underarms and sack, he tortured me a little until I couldn't handle it any more and then released me. I really enjoyed his dominant side!
He also had some gas masks and breath tubes, I was curious, he assured me that he was serious about when it came to breath play and it took me a while to go for it. I was legitimately scared.
(In all seriousness when playing with breath play NEVER PLAY ALONE, and ALWAYS play with someone you trust! This kind of play is VERY dangerous and can easily go VERY bad VERY quickly if you don't know what you're doing. If in doubt, don't do it. Also, it's rude and stupid to assume anyone wearing a gas mask is into breath play, so if you jokingly clamp your hand over someone's airway at a bar, don't be shocked when they punch you in the balls.)
We did a little play, but I ended up really not enjoying it. I don't like it at all. However I kept the mask on and he lubed me up after putting on his own. I love the look of a gas mask, the sinister appearance and the feel of the rubber under my fingertips. He stroked my lubed cock and balls, pumping moans and grunts out of my eager body! The rubber, the lube, the masks, his relentless pumping of my dick, his body so close to mine, I shot a humongous load! Fuck yes!
We basked in the afterglow and enjoyed a light snooze, before showering and sensually hugging and kissing while cleaning each other off. He left soon after a short distraction of online videos and funny pages.
I really like Matt, he's an awesome guy. Looking forward to slicking up again soon!
Play Safe Dear Reader
Monday, September 9, 2013
Daddy to a Pig
April 15th, 2013
My fisting buddy came over tonight, it's been a while since I last played with him and I was eager to do wonderful nasty things to my good little piggy! I collared and leashed him, and told him he was in deep shit for flaking on me the day prior, but the poor bastard had left his phone behind at a friend's house and I couldn't stay mad at him for long, if at all, not this handsome piggy.
I had him strip and pulled him over to the bed where the towels and lube was set up, ready for me to get nice and deep into my loyal little fist pig. I tore off my own clothes, lubed up my hand, and started nice and slow. Finger by finger, getting his piggy hole good and ready before my whole hand vanished inside of him. I worked it all the way in, then all the way out of him, making him moan and oink for me like a good piggy, working up to a nice rapid, but sensual pace. This drove him absolutely wild! He was making all kinds of wonderful noises of pleasure until he stopped himself from saying "Daddy".
I stopped a moment, then made him say it. "Who's your daddy, pig?" "You, Sir!" "Who's your daddy, piggy?!" "You, Sir!" After a good while of pumping my fist into his ass, I pulled out a final time and washed up before sliding on a condom and slid into my pig's sweet hole, which was nice and tight! I banged him good and hard, "Who's your daddy, piggy?!" "You're my daddy, Sir!" "Fuck yeah, I'm your daddy, pig!" Slapping his ass, biting and snarling, I finally erupted in a good howl as he squealed!
We collapsed on the bed, I lay on his back which was covered in sweat, holding my fist pig and enjoying the afterglow, my cock still up his ass. We eventually moved to the shower and cleaned up, making out, I held his beautifully muscled body close to me. I love the feeling of muscle, toned flesh and power wrapped around me makes me nice and hard.
We said goodnight and he headed out, then later on that night I received a text from him...
"I like the idea of being your pup."
...I'm going to need a kennel.
My fisting buddy came over tonight, it's been a while since I last played with him and I was eager to do wonderful nasty things to my good little piggy! I collared and leashed him, and told him he was in deep shit for flaking on me the day prior, but the poor bastard had left his phone behind at a friend's house and I couldn't stay mad at him for long, if at all, not this handsome piggy.
I had him strip and pulled him over to the bed where the towels and lube was set up, ready for me to get nice and deep into my loyal little fist pig. I tore off my own clothes, lubed up my hand, and started nice and slow. Finger by finger, getting his piggy hole good and ready before my whole hand vanished inside of him. I worked it all the way in, then all the way out of him, making him moan and oink for me like a good piggy, working up to a nice rapid, but sensual pace. This drove him absolutely wild! He was making all kinds of wonderful noises of pleasure until he stopped himself from saying "Daddy".
I stopped a moment, then made him say it. "Who's your daddy, pig?" "You, Sir!" "Who's your daddy, piggy?!" "You, Sir!" After a good while of pumping my fist into his ass, I pulled out a final time and washed up before sliding on a condom and slid into my pig's sweet hole, which was nice and tight! I banged him good and hard, "Who's your daddy, piggy?!" "You're my daddy, Sir!" "Fuck yeah, I'm your daddy, pig!" Slapping his ass, biting and snarling, I finally erupted in a good howl as he squealed!
We collapsed on the bed, I lay on his back which was covered in sweat, holding my fist pig and enjoying the afterglow, my cock still up his ass. We eventually moved to the shower and cleaned up, making out, I held his beautifully muscled body close to me. I love the feeling of muscle, toned flesh and power wrapped around me makes me nice and hard.
We said goodnight and he headed out, then later on that night I received a text from him...
"I like the idea of being your pup."
...I'm going to need a kennel.
Thursday, September 5, 2013
Discovering My Sadism
April 11th, 2013
Tonight I met with James, a tall handsome gentleman I met from Recon who I had been talking with for a while. He was finally in town and was meeting up with his friends at a bar not far from my apartment. I went down and met him, he's a tall, 6 foot, Australian sweetheart! He was very polite, and very sweet. He bought me a drink and introduced me to his friends. We talked and drank a bit before his friends headed out, and we headed over to my place to get geared up for Pistons, however once we started kissing it was obvious that we weren't going anywhere else that night.
I had him take off his shirt to reveal a beautiful hairy chest and sexy body. I had him down on his knees and held him close, looking down into his gorgeous eyes, eager to serve me, I slowly ran my fingers over his scruffy scalp and eased him into a deeper submission. Moving into the bedroom I had him take my clothes off, he did so keeping everything very neat and very tidy, folding them and placing them to the side.
Now I'm not sure if I mentioned it before but one of my big turn-ons is accents, and Australian is at the top of the list in bold and italics. Every time he spoke I got harder, and him calling me "Sir" was sending waves of pleasure through my ears. I invited him up on the bed and we held each other, kissing deeply. I ordered him to kiss my body and lick my skin, he did so but held me down when he did it. His tongue went to some very good places and even tickled me, he had to hold me still lest I thrashed about! His grip was firm and somewhat dominant, very hot! We then started stroking, and as we came close, I realized I wasn't done with him yet!
I got us both out of bed and cuffed him to my bungee cord wrapped around my door frame, blindfolded him, and then tried something very new, I placed clothespins on his nipples and scrotum. I toyed with him a little while, kissing and playing with his helpless body, biting him and licking him produced some very fun noises, after a bit, I gagged him and pulled the pins off one by one, feeling a new rise of glee and giddiness. Heaven help the world, for I have discovered my inner-sadist. Afterward I licked and loved on him, nibbling his sides once more for those fun grunts he uttered.
I released him slowly and brought him back to bed, where we stroked off and I listened to his sexy voice talk dirty to me. I shot my load with great relief, and he then took some on his fingertips and attempted to feed it to me. I am no cum eater, it's just not on my menu, but hearing him get bossy about it was a bit of a turn on! A wonderful shower later, some conversation, and we were saying our goodbyes. He will return though, my sexy bear from down under.
Play Safe Dear Reader
Tonight I met with James, a tall handsome gentleman I met from Recon who I had been talking with for a while. He was finally in town and was meeting up with his friends at a bar not far from my apartment. I went down and met him, he's a tall, 6 foot, Australian sweetheart! He was very polite, and very sweet. He bought me a drink and introduced me to his friends. We talked and drank a bit before his friends headed out, and we headed over to my place to get geared up for Pistons, however once we started kissing it was obvious that we weren't going anywhere else that night.
I had him take off his shirt to reveal a beautiful hairy chest and sexy body. I had him down on his knees and held him close, looking down into his gorgeous eyes, eager to serve me, I slowly ran my fingers over his scruffy scalp and eased him into a deeper submission. Moving into the bedroom I had him take my clothes off, he did so keeping everything very neat and very tidy, folding them and placing them to the side.
Now I'm not sure if I mentioned it before but one of my big turn-ons is accents, and Australian is at the top of the list in bold and italics. Every time he spoke I got harder, and him calling me "Sir" was sending waves of pleasure through my ears. I invited him up on the bed and we held each other, kissing deeply. I ordered him to kiss my body and lick my skin, he did so but held me down when he did it. His tongue went to some very good places and even tickled me, he had to hold me still lest I thrashed about! His grip was firm and somewhat dominant, very hot! We then started stroking, and as we came close, I realized I wasn't done with him yet!
I got us both out of bed and cuffed him to my bungee cord wrapped around my door frame, blindfolded him, and then tried something very new, I placed clothespins on his nipples and scrotum. I toyed with him a little while, kissing and playing with his helpless body, biting him and licking him produced some very fun noises, after a bit, I gagged him and pulled the pins off one by one, feeling a new rise of glee and giddiness. Heaven help the world, for I have discovered my inner-sadist. Afterward I licked and loved on him, nibbling his sides once more for those fun grunts he uttered.
I released him slowly and brought him back to bed, where we stroked off and I listened to his sexy voice talk dirty to me. I shot my load with great relief, and he then took some on his fingertips and attempted to feed it to me. I am no cum eater, it's just not on my menu, but hearing him get bossy about it was a bit of a turn on! A wonderful shower later, some conversation, and we were saying our goodbyes. He will return though, my sexy bear from down under.
Play Safe Dear Reader
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
Playing With a Kinky Gamer
April 7th, 2013
This morning Andrew came over, I greeted him downstairs with a kiss. I had been wanting to meet meet him for weeks after we were introduced by Sir Gaelan at Sir Gaelan and Pup Kiba's farewell party. I was constantly looking at his gorgeous pictures and planning on my domination of this beautiful man. I was so thrilled, so horny, before we entered my apartment I blindfolded him and led him inside slowly.
I took off his shirt and tank top, then caressed his beautiful body encased in a black leather bulldog harness. I kissed his sweet lips and listened to every soft gasp and gentle moan that escaped them. I guided my blinded guest to my doorframe and handcuffed him to my bungee cord wrapped around the frame top. I changed into my harness, Muir cap, and engineers then returned to my prisoner and continued to gently worship his beautiful body. Exploring with my fingertips and tongue, his gasped, moaned, and proved to be absolutely delicious. I asked if I could remove his pants, and was given permission. They fell to the floor and were kicked away, allowing me to discover his most luscious ass wrapped snug in a black jockstrap.
I paid gentle close attention to this wonderful new area, and made damn sure my prisoner was enjoying himself. A while later I released him and took him to my bed where I bound his hands in rope and sat him on the edge. I took off his blindfold and gazed into his soft eyes. I hugged him close and whispered assurance that I would take care of him. He answered "Yes, Sir."
I leashed him and appreciated the feel of the leather handle in my grip, linked to the chain that ended clipped to the slave collar I had placed on his neck. He was my slave, my property, I owned him for now...and I wanted nothing more than his joy and ecstasy.
I laid him down upon my bed and stroked his succulent body, licked his soft skin, making him shiver and gasp. This continued for a good while. I then released his hands and gave him orders to remove my boots and pants, he complied like a good boy would. I then pulled him over to the bed and held him before ordering him to take off his jockstrap as my own underwear was thrown to the floor. We lay there, naked, bodies embracing, his dick felt so good in my hands, it looked so delicious, I gazed at it horny and starved...I devoured it, sucked it, licking and savoring as he moaned and gasped. He then returned the favor when I had finished. My dear universe this boy can suck with the best of them! He sucked, licked, savored, slurped, and deep-throated my cock so well I thought I was going to blow my load right then and there!
We then lubed up our manhoods and beat off, I watched his beautiful face awash in ecstasy, moaning, grunting, his adorable sexy face, his beautiful body, my thick leather collar around his neck! I blew my load! I blew so hard a fountain of cum shot by my face! Fuck! He stroked and wanked! He was so close! So close! Then he exploded and blew so hard! He accidentally gave me a facial with his sweet, warm load! Fuck was it hot!
We wiped down and snuggled in the afterglow, my arms around this gorgeous man. Eventually I released him from my collar, stripped naked and showered together, washing each other close in the warm waters. We spent the day together, had lunch, bonded a little. I felt infatuated with him, he's amazing. So cute, so geeky, a kinky gamer like myself.
My dear Andrew, I think it'd be very easy to love you. Please take care of yourself. I eagerly await your return to my doorstep, and my arms.
Play Safe Dear Reader.
This morning Andrew came over, I greeted him downstairs with a kiss. I had been wanting to meet meet him for weeks after we were introduced by Sir Gaelan at Sir Gaelan and Pup Kiba's farewell party. I was constantly looking at his gorgeous pictures and planning on my domination of this beautiful man. I was so thrilled, so horny, before we entered my apartment I blindfolded him and led him inside slowly.
I took off his shirt and tank top, then caressed his beautiful body encased in a black leather bulldog harness. I kissed his sweet lips and listened to every soft gasp and gentle moan that escaped them. I guided my blinded guest to my doorframe and handcuffed him to my bungee cord wrapped around the frame top. I changed into my harness, Muir cap, and engineers then returned to my prisoner and continued to gently worship his beautiful body. Exploring with my fingertips and tongue, his gasped, moaned, and proved to be absolutely delicious. I asked if I could remove his pants, and was given permission. They fell to the floor and were kicked away, allowing me to discover his most luscious ass wrapped snug in a black jockstrap.
I paid gentle close attention to this wonderful new area, and made damn sure my prisoner was enjoying himself. A while later I released him and took him to my bed where I bound his hands in rope and sat him on the edge. I took off his blindfold and gazed into his soft eyes. I hugged him close and whispered assurance that I would take care of him. He answered "Yes, Sir."
I leashed him and appreciated the feel of the leather handle in my grip, linked to the chain that ended clipped to the slave collar I had placed on his neck. He was my slave, my property, I owned him for now...and I wanted nothing more than his joy and ecstasy.
I laid him down upon my bed and stroked his succulent body, licked his soft skin, making him shiver and gasp. This continued for a good while. I then released his hands and gave him orders to remove my boots and pants, he complied like a good boy would. I then pulled him over to the bed and held him before ordering him to take off his jockstrap as my own underwear was thrown to the floor. We lay there, naked, bodies embracing, his dick felt so good in my hands, it looked so delicious, I gazed at it horny and starved...I devoured it, sucked it, licking and savoring as he moaned and gasped. He then returned the favor when I had finished. My dear universe this boy can suck with the best of them! He sucked, licked, savored, slurped, and deep-throated my cock so well I thought I was going to blow my load right then and there!
We then lubed up our manhoods and beat off, I watched his beautiful face awash in ecstasy, moaning, grunting, his adorable sexy face, his beautiful body, my thick leather collar around his neck! I blew my load! I blew so hard a fountain of cum shot by my face! Fuck! He stroked and wanked! He was so close! So close! Then he exploded and blew so hard! He accidentally gave me a facial with his sweet, warm load! Fuck was it hot!
We wiped down and snuggled in the afterglow, my arms around this gorgeous man. Eventually I released him from my collar, stripped naked and showered together, washing each other close in the warm waters. We spent the day together, had lunch, bonded a little. I felt infatuated with him, he's amazing. So cute, so geeky, a kinky gamer like myself.
My dear Andrew, I think it'd be very easy to love you. Please take care of yourself. I eagerly await your return to my doorstep, and my arms.
Play Safe Dear Reader.
Friday, August 30, 2013
A Night With My Dog
April 5th, 2013
Tonight I went out with my puppy, Cockpit. We went out for leash time at Pistons Bar for their Jock Night, he geared up in his puppy hood, puppy mitts and his wagging tail plug, and I went out in my title vest and leather gear.
One of the best parts of being Cockpit's handler is when I get to transform him from my best friend into my leather dog by pulling on his fist mitts, locking them closed, pulling on his hood and lacing it tight, then my favorite part is when I slip on his collar, buckle it, and click the lock in place. My name is written on his tag, telling everyone he belongs to me.
We entered the bar and headed to the back, he pupped out on all fours while I socialized with my friends. We met up with a man named Eric who was new to Long Beach from Boston, and we made very fast friends with him! Woof! I participated in the raffle and won a giftcard to the local sex shop here, the Crypt, and Cockpit was in heaven when I put him in a bootlock, keeping his head between my tall Chippewa engineers, as well as when he put himself under Eric's shoes! Silly sexy puppy! Wagging his tail!
I wanted Cockpit to have a damn good night of leash time so I put him in a bootlock as much as possible, he had told me while biped how much he loves it when he's in puppy mode, and I love him so dearly that I want to give him anything he wants that I can provide. So leash time and bootlocked it is! I want to see his tail wag so hard it threatens to fall off!
At one point during the night a Master and his slave visiting from Palm Springs approached us, the Master seemed quite drunk, and made his slave lick my boots, which he did so quite well and it felt wonderful to have a stranger be so eager to please, and the Master laughed saying "It's good to be king!". I have to agree, it really is, and if I were to call myself one, I'd definitely want to rule a kingdom of happy and eager to please subjects.
I did get to meet up and lock lips with Jeremy, Mr. Oilcan Harry's 2013, and fuck do I enjoy making out with this guy! I remember when we first met, he and I just maneuvered into a kiss and it felt so right we both melted into it, nice and slow, deep and sweet. I love the lips on this man! I met up with Mike, Sir John's husband and also a bondage enthusiast, as well as my great friend George, the man who introduced me to leather as well as handed me my very first leather jacket the first time we met outside the Mineshaft Bar in 2009. I owe him a damn good night of bondage and when I can tie him down to a date, I'll tie him up for a night! I'm going to blow his fucking mind.
After midnight, Cockpit and I headed home, socialized and pupped out. I always enjoy our times together. I love my dog so much.
Play Safe Dear Reader
Tonight I went out with my puppy, Cockpit. We went out for leash time at Pistons Bar for their Jock Night, he geared up in his puppy hood, puppy mitts and his wagging tail plug, and I went out in my title vest and leather gear.
One of the best parts of being Cockpit's handler is when I get to transform him from my best friend into my leather dog by pulling on his fist mitts, locking them closed, pulling on his hood and lacing it tight, then my favorite part is when I slip on his collar, buckle it, and click the lock in place. My name is written on his tag, telling everyone he belongs to me.
We entered the bar and headed to the back, he pupped out on all fours while I socialized with my friends. We met up with a man named Eric who was new to Long Beach from Boston, and we made very fast friends with him! Woof! I participated in the raffle and won a giftcard to the local sex shop here, the Crypt, and Cockpit was in heaven when I put him in a bootlock, keeping his head between my tall Chippewa engineers, as well as when he put himself under Eric's shoes! Silly sexy puppy! Wagging his tail!
I wanted Cockpit to have a damn good night of leash time so I put him in a bootlock as much as possible, he had told me while biped how much he loves it when he's in puppy mode, and I love him so dearly that I want to give him anything he wants that I can provide. So leash time and bootlocked it is! I want to see his tail wag so hard it threatens to fall off!
At one point during the night a Master and his slave visiting from Palm Springs approached us, the Master seemed quite drunk, and made his slave lick my boots, which he did so quite well and it felt wonderful to have a stranger be so eager to please, and the Master laughed saying "It's good to be king!". I have to agree, it really is, and if I were to call myself one, I'd definitely want to rule a kingdom of happy and eager to please subjects.
I did get to meet up and lock lips with Jeremy, Mr. Oilcan Harry's 2013, and fuck do I enjoy making out with this guy! I remember when we first met, he and I just maneuvered into a kiss and it felt so right we both melted into it, nice and slow, deep and sweet. I love the lips on this man! I met up with Mike, Sir John's husband and also a bondage enthusiast, as well as my great friend George, the man who introduced me to leather as well as handed me my very first leather jacket the first time we met outside the Mineshaft Bar in 2009. I owe him a damn good night of bondage and when I can tie him down to a date, I'll tie him up for a night! I'm going to blow his fucking mind.
After midnight, Cockpit and I headed home, socialized and pupped out. I always enjoy our times together. I love my dog so much.
Play Safe Dear Reader
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