Wrapping up My Choreboy

Wednesday, May 8th, 2019

This morning slave Bron came over again, and I had him come down for a nice cuddle to start off with followed by a body and cock worship.  Collaring him soon after, I then directed him to fold the laundry that had been piling up in the bathroom, then black my boots in preparation for a wedding I was attending. 

I rewarded his services by wrapping him up tight in pallet wrap and using him as a footrest as I burned an entry in my diary. He hadn’t been in plastic wrap before and really enjoyed being immobilized under my control and my feet.  Once I was all nice and caught up again, I cut him out of the plastic and had him make my roommates’ bed as well as neatly arranged his laundry on their side of the bed.  From there slave and I went off on a bit of a field trip to a Boot Barn so I could figure out how best to take care of my red and yellow pairs of exotic-skinned cowboy boots.

Turns out I made quite the find at that thrift store back in Long Beach and I have two very nice pairs of boots to take some serious care of! We returned home, I had a small lunch, and we sat on the couch and chat for a good hour before I pulled him back downstairs to the Fox Den where he worshipped my manhood with his skilled mouth.  He sucked me to climax and I blew a hefty load down his throat, and he took it like a good eager slave should.

After a nice little rest, he had to take his leave and I bed him a safe trip home.

He’s incredibly obedient, eager to serve, and really wants to be my property within reason. I am looking forward to seeing how this dynamic evolves!

Play Safe Dear Reader

The Skilled Slave

Friday, May 3rd, 2019

Slave Bron and I had been talking for a long time online before it was possible for him to pay me a visit, when he finally made plans they fell through at first but we were able to salvage them at the last second, giving us a few hours to meet.

I ordered him to arrive dressed in his leather, kneeling at my doorstep with a 6-pack of cider for me, and he obeyed to the letter. I, dressed in my own leather of course, was greeted to the sight of an older and experienced submissive kneeling, head down, hands behind his back on my front stoop.  I praised him for following directions and invited him inside. I directed him to put the cider on the table, open one for me, then get back on his knees. He did so and was incredibly obedient with firm “yes Sir”s, to be honest it was a tad intimidating, I’d never met such a deep submissive mentality before, like an inexperienced rider handling a skilled stallion, there was a lot of potential to rein that I had not yet seen or controlled before.

Directing him in front of me while I sat on the couch on his knees, I went over a list I had written up with desires I had of a slave as well as questions about him as I caressed his head in my lap. With firm confirmations he agreed to every wish I had on my list which pleasantly surprised me, as many a submissive I’ve played with are either new or have a maze of limits to navigate through.  He indulged me in his curiosities, which included mummification, something I had been subconsciously hungry to perform again.

I ordered him to fetch me another cider and then to pleasure my manhood, which he did in compliant fervor! Satisfied after a short sampling of his oral skills, I had him strip to his jock and perform some domestic chores such as dealing with the dishwasher and the laundry, and he complied very well once again. Another cider and it was time to see how much he enjoyed flagging yellow.  Albeit he was admittedly out of practice for a number of years since he last served a dominant, he did very well!  Definitely looking to make him my urinal, I miss watersports!  Horny as hell, and a bit tipsy, I got him downstairs into my Fox Den where I had him suck my cock to work me up, I stroked myself to peak and then thrust myself into his eager mouth where I blew my 5-day’s worth of a load down his throat! He took every drop of my climax and it was absofuckinglutely incredible! YES!

Unfortunately I could not keep him overnight, as boundaries are boundaries and must be respected, but he left with a smile on his face and he eagerly wants to serve again soon!  He even went as far as to say he desired a contract with me and everything!

Holy shit, I better chain this one to the wall, quick!

Play Safe Dear Reader.

New Leatherboy Initiate

Friday, March 8th 2019

I texted Jordan, a handsome young man I met off an app, this evening and we talked about our days, I invited him to hang with me this weekend and unfortunately he was a tad busy, however he was free at the moment.  Now I had already offered my night to someone else that I had not met before, however this individual had not responded in two hours or texted me at all that entire day (signs I have found that 90% of the time lead to a flake), so I decided if that guy wasn’t going to treat my time respectfully, he wasn’t worth the wait and eventual disappointment.

I told Jordan to meet me at a local place to get to know each other and we could go from there, he showed up right when he said he would and we enjoyed a short conversation before he followed me back home.  Much cuter in person, I was eager to make him smile.

I took him down to the Fox Den, we played a few rounds of a game before he said he was interested in playing some other games.  I got my rope and bandannas out, and on a whim I grabbed another leather jacket in my closet and threw it on him.  Wow.  Yes, he wears it very well, definitely want him in gear next time!

Blindfolded him, gagged him, tied his wrists and ankles, lay him down on my lap and let him take it all in.  He really enjoyed the sensation of helplessness, I pulled on my leather cop gloves and clamped my palms over that sweet mouth of his he moaned beautifully and sank deeper into subspace, I throbbed and rose higher into Domspace.  After a while he was eager to serve, I grabbed the kneeling mat, ungagged him, pulled off his blindfold, and he showed me how nice his cocksucking skills were. 

We soon moved into my bedroom and stripped him nude, recalling how good he looked in leather I put him in one of my favorite harnesses, the one with the two lines of square pyramid studs, and it fit him beautifully.  Re-tying his hands behind him, I edged him on my bed and we talked gear, kinks, and possibly exploring gunge together.  When he began begging to shoot I granted his wish and worked his dick until he busted a very generous load all over his chest! Very nice! We basked in his afterglow before I followed suit and shot my own load as I enjoyed kissing the boy deeply while stroking my manhood.

We cleaned up, untied, got dressed, and I saw him off with an open offer of overnight stays in the future.

A lovely young man, definitely needs to be on my leash at a bar, he looks fantastic in a collar!


Play Safe Dear Reader.

Cock Starved Leather Boy

Monday, March 4th 2019

This morning Matt came up to hang out and submit.  We went for a nice long hike in the nearby park, stopping several times to make out, he was very eager to hold my hand the entire time.

After a good trek through the woods we headed out for lunch, which he generously treated me to, afterwards we swung by my personal favorite liquor store downtown and picked up some choice booze, a 6-pack of ciders and a bottle of mead, if you’ve been following closely you’ll note I love the sweet stuff.

Once back at the house I tied him up and made him into a boot rest as I burned in an entry to my diary.  He’s a very good boy, not one peep out of him.  He’s such a sexy boy toy, so pure and innocent, it makes me want to corrupt him in the worst way.  At times I want to see how far I can push his thin, pale, toned twunky body, the darkest whispers in my ear suggest to make him cry in passionate suffering, to tear him to cum-soaked pieces, all while he begs for more.

Such dark, dirty thoughts…

I released him once the diary entry was finished and we had a pair of ciders (the mead went to the shelf as the wine key was lost to the void housed somewhere in the kitchen), halfway through our drinks he told me he really wanted to suck my dick.  Like I’d deny such a request, the boy is very service-oriented.  I let him enjoy my manhood and I relished in his eagerness for a while, then pulled him off long enough to order him to strip naked and move into my bedroom, where I changed into my leather, gauntlet gloves and cuddled him a while.  Soon he was asking for my cock again, this boy loves the man meat!

Not soon after he begins his services once more I ask him if he wants to swallow my load, and his eyes sparkled as he eagerly agreed.  As I stroked myself to my peak, I watched him hungrily looking down on my dick waiting for his chance, without a word I grabbed the back of his head and shoved him down on my cock a mere moment before my orgasm launched my load into his throat!  He swallows gratefully and I keep his warm maw on my dick for a bit as I catch my breath.  We cuddled in the afterglow a short time, clean up, and move back to my Fox Den to hang out before he needed to head out.

Sweet boy, definitely need to get him into some more leather.  He’d make a great greaser slut.  He still likes the idea of being on my leash at the bar.  Should make that happen very soon while I have days off.


Play Safe Dear Reader.

Return to RCJ

Sunday, March 3rd 2019

This morning my friends picked me up and we headed for a pleasant breakfast before driving up to the light rail to head into the city for another Rain City Jacks meet this afternoon.  We checked in, stripped down, and headed into the play space.

I was feeling much more relaxed and casual than my first visit, and the crowd of men in attendance was noticeably higher than last time.  A good number of them were very attractive, and I decided to take a passive role and sat down on the table in front of the porn screen to let guys come to me.  An older gentleman with a nice chest eventually sat down next to me, I tried to catch his eye several times but he didn’t seem too interested.  I did catch him looking away each time I caught him looking at me or my dick, which made it a tad confusing.  I’m never in the mood for games of “Look the Other Way” or “Hard to Get” as they waste my time and annoy me, so I ignored him and turned my gaze to the room.

Scanning the faces and bodies, I eventually spotted the hot bear that was playing with my friends during our last visit, I thought he was really handsome so I made up my mind to be a tad more assertive.  I made firm eye contact with him, smiling and nodding when we met gazes, and to my delight he returned the grin and approached.  He’s really tall, has a great furry chest, and a winning smile.  We stroked each other and he naturally reached around behind me and pulled me close into his broad, warm chest. I could have just melted into him, he felt so good!  So masculine and gentle, a lovely kisser as well!  I wanted to do so much more than just jerk meat with him and I told him as such!  It’s so hard to find gentle giants like him, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t also crushing on him a good bit! 

We stroked a good while before moving over to the couch with one of my buddies already laying on it, which turned into a 3-way stroke, and I was in heaven.  I wanted to cum so bad, but my big bear wasn’t quite ready to burst yet and the air was quite warm.  I excused myself for some water and my handsome man wandered off into the crowd again.  I’m furious with myself for not getting his number!  After a refresher I went and sat down next to someone I thought was cute and cooled off a bit.  As time passed I noticed a sudden chill in the air, the majority of the guys had all cum and gone, taking their collective body heat with them. 

I wandered over to a small group of guys who had just begun surrounding a hottie on the massage table, all jerking, his hands on two dicks of his audience.  I got close, but the energy didn’t feel right for some reason, and I went over to an empty lounger against the wall.  The crowd had dissolved to several duos and trios at the far end, no gazes in my direction.  I stroked and my emotions started to match the cooler air.  Soon one of my friends whom I came up with approached and offered to finish me off, and I was very glad he did.  He got me very close and then I took over, pushing myself over the peak and busting quite the nice load!  I felt so much better.

We cleaned up, washed up, dressed and talked with one of the volunteers about the music (good dungeon music is hard to come by!) and he was generous enough to offer to email me his playlist. 

Spent the rest of the day with the guys and had a lovely evening.  These two are top quality people, really.  Very thankful I know them.


Play Safe Dear Reader.

Beginner Leather Boy

Monday, February 25th, 2019

I met Matt on an app and we talked a while before arranging a meet this evening, a tad quicker than my usual online guys.  I drove downtown and was heading towards the restaurant we were to have dinner at when a bus came to its stop as I stopped and checked my phone, by pure coincidence Matt hopped off and said hello.  It was the best timing I have every experienced so far.

We had a lovely dinner, which Matt generously offered to treat me to, afterwards we headed down to the capitol's lake and he asked if we could hold hands, he’s a very eager boy, we talked of mutual and personal kinks as I guided him over to a darker area and GOM’d him with one hand and groped his bulge with the other, he was quite pleased with that.

I drove him back to my place, led him into the Fox Den and tied him up along with a blindfold, I went and changed into more leather gear and grabbed more rope.  I took off his blindfold and his eyes lit up, I collared and leashed him and brought him in for leather cuddles which he thoroughly enjoyed.  He asked if he could suck my cock and I was only too happy to oblige.  This kid could have gone all night if I let him, he needs a tad bit of practice on his technique to which I suggested weekly cocksucking lessons and he eagerly agreed. More cuddling and kink talk before I took him over to the pillar in my Fox Den to tie him up. 

I told him to lose the shirt and he revealed the most gorgeous twunk body I have ever had the pleasure of seeing in person.  I grabbed his wrists and licked his torso up and down while I had the chance, making him shiver.  I went and grabbed an extra leather jacket and threw it on him, stepping back I admired what he became, he was born to wear leather!  I want to turn him into a goddamn greaser, and the best part is that he wanted that to begin with!

I tied him to the pillar, figuring rope lengths and he was a beautiful test subject.  Once bound I slowly unbuckled his belt and slid his pants down to his ankles along with his underwear, revealing his eager youthful manhood.  I stroked his member and kissed him for a good while before he sheepishly admitted the ropes were beginning to get uncomfortable. (In my excitement I may have tied them a tad tight, but this is why communication is important in a scene with bondage.)

I released him and pulled him back over to the couch where he begged to suck my cock again, and how could I refuse such a good boy’s generous request?  A very long and pleasant cocksucking later and it was time to get him home.  I dropped him off in front of his house and kissed him goodnight.

Cute kid, definitely gonna work him into leather.  Let’s see how he likes the leather bar in Seattle...on my leash.

Play Safe Dear Reader

Fun with a Socksniffer

Thursday, February 21st, 2019

Tonight I had a bit of spontaneous fun with a handsome man from an app I've had the pleasure of corresponding with for a while.  He's occasionally in my area so when he was finally local and our schedules aligned for a meet, we took the chance.

After my shift this evening I headed over to the supermarket to grab a thing or two and messaged him I was finally available, as luck would have it so was he and coincidentally enough he was in the next parking lot across the street! What amusing luck!

After getting a tad lost behind a building, assuming the driveway wrapped around the complex, I parked and exchanged glances with the gentleman in the van parked a space away from my car, instinctively I knew it was him, but had no real idea why.  I texted to make sure, and to avoid any awkward social mistakes, and sure enough that was him.  I hopped inside and said hello, he's quite handsome, suggested we drive around the back to play, he did so and it was fortunate he had rented a large multiple row van, ad it made this type of thing much easier to plan out, I took the back row and removed my shoes, and told him to lay on the floor.

I rested my tired socked feet onto his eager face and he melted, I felt his hot breath on the soles of my feet through the fibers, he was relaxed and I was pleased.  I love my foot fetishists, they take such delight in being a doormat and I fucking love my feet being the center of their attention.  For a good half hour he licked, sniffed, and worshipped my feet on his face.  I loved it, haven't felt so precisely dominant in a good while and his tongue on my soles was very enjoyable.  Even when he gently touched or rubbed my feet with his hands it felt divine. 

We were interrupted twice, once by a truck that had gone the wrong way and the next by a security guard who came up to check with us.  The guy was nice enough, I told him we were hanging out and talking, which we technically were, and he was cool about it.  However an adrenaline rush tends to ruin the moment, so we decided to call it quits for the night and he dropped me off at my car where we exchanged pleasant farewells and I told him I was looking forward to his next visit to the area, as he'd be down in my basement for sure.

Handsome guy, sexy accent (I'm a huge sucker for southern drawls), so I'm going to enjoy crushing him his next visit.  Fuck, I love my foot boys! I need more spontaneous fun.


Play Safe Dear Reader

The Assertive Submissive

Monday, February 18th, 2019

This afternoon I met Ken after a lot of correspondence online and fitting of schedules. He picked me up in his truck and we went for a drive-and-talk to get better acquainted with him and his submissive side, he generously bought me coffee and we headed to a local park to sit in the cabin and chat about ourselves.  He came from a hetero relationship, and while in it discovered he enjoyed the cuckold kink (a husband whose wife has sex with other men), as well as other submissive elements.  He was interested in having more male-oriented experiences and I was only too happy to help.  Had my roommate not been home that afternoon, Ken would have been exploring his curiosities in my basement right then and there!  He dropped me off but not before I got a nice long kiss in with my goodbye, very nice lips on this handsome boy. 

That same evening we were texting and he was quite horny and eager to serve me, he mentioned he was on his knees, I asked if that was an invite, and he assured me it was.  I donned my leather and drove to his place, he texted “the door’s open, I’m on my knees in the bedroom” which was one of my little filthy fantasies come true.  I let myself in and found him right where he claimed, I gently pushed my crotch into his face and ordered him to serve.  He obediently unzipped my pants and went right to work.  He is an incredible cocksucker, and clothing was shed about the room as he continued.  He then took initiative and pushed me against the bed and keeps serving my cock, I relish in his oral pleasing skills before ordering him to strip naked.

He’s a tad shy at this point, so I strip first as a courtesy and he follows, revealing he is a very sexy big bear! As I praise him and kiss him deeply to reassure him, he kisses me back mid-sentence, lifts me up off the ground to my delighted surprise, (I have a huge hard on for guys who can lift me up whenever they want) and he throws me on the bed during a passionate kiss. He’s pushing some real fun buttons with me now! An assertive bottom, what a great combination!  More kissing and cocksucking ensues before he asks if he could try something, while giving me some very puppy eyes. How could I refuse this boy anything? I tell him absolutely, and he brings out a massage wand, I give him an impressed nod and he then proceeds to overwhelm my dick with his mouth and the wand at the same time. I’m in ecstasy!

After he gave my manhood a real workout we cool down with a make out and a cuddle, and this boy is insanely cuddly! I’m his little spoon and I’m loving him wrapping himself all around me. After a nice little rest the boy tells me he’s hungry for my cum, and I’m only too happy to give him the load that’s been filling up this whole time.  I jerk myself as he begs and pleads for my seed, as I reach the last few moments I grab his head and jam him down on my cock just as I explode in my climax! FUCK! What a load! Then he keeps sucking! What a great boy!

I’m absolutely spent, and we resume our cuddle in a wonderful afterglow.  When it comes time to leave we rise from the bed and recover our clothing from around the room.  As I’m buckling my belt I tell the boy how much I genuinely enjoyed his aggressive submissive nature, which he explains that since he is so used to being in a traditional heterosexual relationship it usually fell to him to be the one in charge.  I ordered him not to change a thing, as it’s very hot! 

(In all honesty I’ve grown very tired of boys and slaves simply responding to every single question with “whatever you want Sir”, so having a submissive being assertive in his service an exciting shift.) 

I wished him a good night and made my way home, quite satisfied in my new boy’s performance.


Play Safe Dear Reader.

A Visit to Rain City Jacks

Sunday, January 20th, 2019

This morning some friends of mine picked me up and we headed up to Seattle to attend an all-male masturbation group called “Rain City Jacks”, they had told me about it a while ago and I had been interested in the idea. There’s little in the ways of kink stuff in my immediate area so this was definitely on my list.  I’d always been curious if circle jerks were really a thing other than a locker room rumor or a dismissive forum metaphor, and I was about to find out that they certainly are.

We arrived at a nondescript art gallery with heavy curtains drawn. Inside was a reception desk and a few other guys seated and filling out new member forms.  My buddy gifted me a membership, I filled out a newbie form, and we were taken downstairs for newcomer orientation led by a very woofy muscle bear named Michael who I learned formed the group based off of the club in Chicago. There’s only seven clubs like this in the whole USA, all independent of each other.  We were taught the rules and many of them are incredibly simple:

-Ask before acting.
-Jerking off only, yourself or someone else with consent.
-Announce when you’re going to cum with words instead of grunts.
-No lips below the hips.
-Don’t out anyone, even if you guys recognize each other, if you see someone you know keep your mouth shut. They may want discreet privacy.
(Yes I'm blogging my experience however under no circumstances am I using anyone's name or specific description, Michael being the exception as he has already consented to his identity during orientation.)

For a complete and detailed list of their rules as well as club information, visit their website at
  https://www.raincityjacks.org/conduct/

I was nervous as well as excited. It’s been ages since I was in this kind of scene and I’m not my 20-year-old self anymore, so I was a tad self-conscious.  After orientation we headed over to their lockers area, stripped (clothing isn’t forbidden but nudity is encouraged), and I headed upstairs. The main room was large and open, canvas-covered furniture like chairs, loungers, flat tables was distributed around the space, along with bowls of cups of lube, wet wipes, and paper towels.  The bathroom offered mouthwash as well, there was a large screen projecting all male jerk-off porn videos as well as live DJ dungeon music to really set the mood.

There was a decently-sized group of naked men around, I seemed to be the youngest of the group, aside from this athletic 20-something walking around whom I’d love to get my paws on.  I sat on a chair against the wall to try and relax and get a feel for the room. My buddies immediately approached, doing their utmost to make me feel welcome, which I appreciated. After a bit I walked around, figuring I’d take the passive approach and let men come to me, maybe catch the gaze of a guy I’d like all over my manhood.

Eventually someone did come up, nice guy, asked politely and I said sure. He was good, he certainly got into stroking me, and he felt nice as well, I liked his energy.  I felt like I was getting close so I excused myself, I didn’t want to blow my load so early on, I only had one so I had to make it count.  He nodded, understanding, and I went elsewhere. Hope to run into him again.

I watched for a while, someone came out and was quite popular. He had a small group forming around him, all jerking off, he was being touched, groped, and jerked by many different hands.  When he started to cum he drew in about 60% of the attendees like a magnet, several cumming alongside him.

I was sitting on a table watching the porn when a handsome older gentleman sat next to me and very politely asked if he could touch me.  He had this nice warmth to his energy so I was more than happy to say yes. He was very gentle in handling me and I really enjoyed it.  Then I asked if I could touch him in return, he smiled and happily agreed, that’s when I noticed just how...gifted this man was! I was in awe, I had only seen them that huge in porn and thought it was just editing, but they do exist! I took his manhood in my hands and was just as soft and gentle to him as he was me. I let myself just melt into the moment and enjoy it all, sharing this intimacy with a kind and very handsome stranger.  He was consistently on the verge of orgasm, so when I got close I laid on my back and told him I’d love him to finish me off.  He did so and did a lovely job of it, when I finally let loose my load with gasps and sensual moans he was quite impressed at my mess, I was thrilled he did!

With his help I cleaned off, we chatted about kinks for a while, he really enjoyed my fantasies involving mud and quicksand sinking.  I confessed to him I was feeling self-conscious and he said that I had no reason to, that I was very attractive. He made me feel absolutely wonderful. I offered to help him shoot his own load, he smiled and agreed, I worked his long, meaty shaft enthusiastically until he climaxed and blew a very good load, he was quite satisfied!  I helped wipe him down and then offered to swap contact info, I’d be a damn fool not to!  He was such a gentleman!  We cleaned up further in the bathroom, got dressed downstairs, then traded numbers.  We said our goodbyes and I met up with my friends who had good times of their own.


I had a great first experience with Rain City Jacks, and am looking forward to my next visit. They’re very clean, health conscious, heavy on consent, and this is a club for all males of all sexualities, you’re going to enjoy the company of other men and the fantastic energy of jerking off together.


Play Safe Dear Reader

Puppy Christmas 2018

Friday, December 7th, 2018 - Sunday December 9th, 2018

Friday - This morning I boarded a train heading north to Seattle, then swapped to a bus to head into Canada. The train was a bore and the bus was worse, the border guard I approached was unpleasant to deal with.  At the end of my journey Cockpit met me outside the station where he greeted me with a Santa hat of my own while he wore a red leather one with black trim. Once in the car I attacked him with a deep and aggressive kiss hello, he even tried to playfully push me off.  What did he expect, I missed him!

We drove to his apartment to drop my bags, and within ten minutes of being with my puppy my depression which had been plaguing me for weeks instantly evaporated. Once my bag was dropped off we stopped for a lovely ramen dinner on Davie St., then retrieving my bag we headed down to my hotel where puppy had put us up for the weekend. Once in the lobby, Cockpit told me to wait there for a few minutes then come up to the room.  I agreed and watched him leave up the elevator, wondering what he was up to.  Five minutes were up and I followed his path upstairs, pausing at the room door to prepare for whatever, or whoever, could be on the other side. I unlocked the door and revealed his surprise.

I walked into a beautiful hotel room decorated for Christmas, a pile of sweets and junk food on the kitchen counter, various fox dolls and decorations arranged around the room, a tall thin artificial tree with lights and a small bushel of presents piled neatly on the tree skirt, as well as the room TV playing a video of a crackling fire, and his laptop playing holiday music. All of this with Cockpit sat on all fours in front of the couch in his puppy gear, wagging his tail. I couldn’t help but be brought to tears of joy at the intimate scene before me. Of course he wasted no time in teasing me over being emotional.  He took my recent negative attitude towards the holiday due to the overexposure I suffered at work, and instantly revived my affection for it all.  The music barely even irritated me.  After settling in, I opened my presents, read my cards, and we shared half a loaf of Advent Stollen before snuggling up and going to bed. Very warm, and very happy.

Saturday - This morning I started things off with attacking Cockpit and stuffing his big, meaty dick in my mouth where I aggressively sucked much to his pleasure. It really fucking turns me on to milk moans and grunts out men I play with, especially the ones of the men I adore and love. I let him stroke until he was close, then I stole his cock back and worked him over until he burst his load in my mouth. I refused to stop sucking his wonderful manhood until I was plenty satisfied, leaving him in a panting heap. 

A hot shower later and we were downstairs for breakfast, prepared for the day out and left. We had a wonderful day out and about downtown, the mall, the convention center Christmas window displays, the Christmas Market, then a very nice little cafe called Mink Chocolate. Cockpit ordered two sipping chocolates, at first taste it was as if someone melted an entire chocolate bar into a mug! It was so thick and decadent, it seemed redundant that they served it with a small piece of bar chocolate! I was so full I didn’t need to eat for the rest of the day.

That evening we went to Pump Jacks for a Vancouver Men in Leather gift exchange and social.  Since I was a guest of Cockpit’s I stayed to the wings and politely socialized. At the end of their gift exchange event an announcement was made “We have a visitor from out of town!” and all eyes went to me, I was invited to sit on naughty Santa’s lap where they gifted me a traditional Christmas stocking that was absolutely stuffed to the brim, a card, as well as a bottle of wine.  I expressed my absolute gratitude in their warm welcome and generosity.  It felt so wonderful!  Cockpit even opened a tab for me and encouraged me to drink my fill, my pup takes such amazing care of me. I couldn’t be more grateful.

I flirted with a few men that evening, including the bartender, Dana, who was a gentleman and an absolute WOOF. I then ran back to the hotel to drop off my presents, then change into my green leather Polizei motorcycle uniform and returned to the bar to continue flirting and enjoying drinks as Cockpit enjoyed his leash time on the floor. After an enjoyable time, Cockpit was ready to go biped again so we headed back to the hotel, on the walk back Cockpit told me I had every eye in the bar on me.  However I didn’t notice it at all, I’m constantly oblivious to that kind of attention, but I’m nonetheless very grateful that men look at me that way.  We ended the night with a shower, a pair of Christmas movies, then snuggled up and turned out the light.

Sunday - Starting with an indulgent breakfast at Canada’s staple, Tim Horton’s, followed by an errand concerning a pillow accompanied by a lesson in Canadian customer service (or severe lack thereof), we returned to the hotel and stayed in as the weather was so disagreeable.  I took this time to pack and watch “Labyrinth” as everyone seemed to laud it as a wonderful piece of nostalgic film. I was quite disappointed in it.  We loaded up the car and headed downtown for one last meal together at a memorable place for Cockpit, Han’s House of Noodles.  We drove over to the airport, kissed our goodbyes, and said farewell until my next visit.

The moment I stepped into the airport and those sliding doors shut behind me, my mood dropped. I missed my pup terribly already despite seeing him mere moments prior. Once on my very tightly packed, uncomfortable, and turbulent flight home I thought of all the wonderful times we had together when he lived but three streets from me, and his company was simply a phone call and a short walk away.

I will have more with him, because I want it, and it will happen.


Play Safe Dear Reader.