Friday, September 6th, 2019
Chad drove down this evening with a bag of toys and gear for us to play with, and I love how this handsome ginger bear drives a big truck, it’s really hot in the classic masculine energy sense.
I greeted him with a deep kiss and helped him inside, showed him the Fox Den and the Fox Nest. I got him stripped down to his jock and donned one of my own before we enjoyed a sensual make out on my bed.
He took out his pup hoods and we pulled them on, the neoprene type hoods are very fun and comfortable. I took a good solid hit of some poppers and just went full greed on his manhood! I wanted all of it! I’d have sucked the cum out of his balls right then and there! Then he went down on my own and we had a wonderful mutual pleasuring, listening to his moans only made me harder and hornier! Fuck yeah! I absolutely love this shit!
When the buzz and warm-headedness cooled a bit, it was time to give the puppy his tail, I generously lubed up the plug as well as his lovely tailhole and took my time pushing it inside of his sweet ass. I grinned as I watched his hole swallow it, and he immediately went into the throes of ecstasy! He trembled and moaned just by it being inside of him! I gently touched and tapped the tail and made him grunt and moan more. He stroked and kept trembling. Damn that’s a great plug! He was like this for a good ten minutes, changing positions every so often and loving the hell out of his toy!
When it came time to let it out, I gently pulled as he relaxed and removed it, setting it aside to cuddle and praise the good pup, bringing him back down. I took another good hit from the bottle and went back on his bone, slurping and sucking, fuck I love his dick! Fantastic!
We cooled down and pup showed me a bunch of other toys he brought, a lovely array of glass dildos as well as a menacing rubber one as this guy loves his ass play. I was really intrigued by them, I’d never used glass toys before and my hole really wanted attention but I hadn’t prepared for it, so I’d have to wait until next time.
I chose a toy that looked like fun, a simple glass domed cylinder, smooth and easy. No details other than a flat bottom that acted like a viewing window, something best used on an ass in a sling when he’s on his back. This pup in a sling...fuck yes. I want to make that happen!
When his hole was ready again I lubed him up and slid the slicked toy inside. Slowly, gently but firmly, respecting his resistances up until he took it inside of him. It felt incredible to push this thing up his eager ass and listen to his moans of ecstasy as it crept further and deeper. Soon he was already at the base and I was quite impressed! I gently fucked him with it, loving the sounds he made and the feeling of pushing and pulling the toy in and out of puppy’s tailhole. Giving him a nice ride on the tube made me want to ride it even more!
Eventually he had all his hole could take and the toy slid out effortlessly. I praised him, kissed him, and asked if he was up for one last ride. When he said yes, I told him I was going to have that ass all to myself! I rubbered up, lubed up my manhood and my target, and slid inside his sweet ass. FUCK did that feel amazing on my drooling cock! Smooth, warm, tight! Fuck yes!
I made slow gentle love to him, easing myself in and out, listening to his moans and whimpers, it was so hard not to let loose and allow Dark Fox to pound his brains out! Despite my ravenous libido I could never overcome the threshold, it was a pleasurable torture of being so close to paradise but always being mere inches away! I kept going, I was loving the fuck! I was relishing the passion! I was savoring his succulent ass!
When I was finally exhausted and gave into my limits I took my time in sliding out and cleaning off. I leaned him back and focused on his pleasure, helping him stroke and growling in his ear. Unfortunately for the both of us, no one was able to explode that night and we were left to spend the rest of the night a panting pair of horny beasts.
I excused myself to shower, and when I returned the pup had already packed his bag of fun. We cuddled together, had some pleasant pillow talk, then dressed and I walked him to his truck. I gripped him and pulled him into a deep kiss, and when we parted I told him the next time we met he would be topping me with some of those interesting playthings of his as I grabbed his beautiful ass. He didn’t even hesitate when he agreed! Awesome!
I watched his ride vanish into the dark and I thought to myself what a great puppy I found. I’m glad I took the chance when I first met him.
Play Safe Dear Reader.
Sunday, March 22, 2020
Saturday, March 14, 2020
Worshipping a Gentle Giant
Wednesday, September 4th, 2019
I met Dave off of a mobile app, he hit me up fairly good into the evening, we talked a bit about loving body contact, making out, he showed me a few beautiful shots of his gorgeous body. I just had to have a taste.
I scarfed something quick, threw on my leather and drove out to his hotel. As I walked down to his room I got that thrill. That excitement I rarely feel due to experience, but the fluttering in your gut, the rising heart rate, the slight shortening of breath. The slight feeling of nervousness, but the hunger to go on. I fucking love that thrill.
When I arrived I was greeted by a tall, handsome man in nothing more than a pair of tight underwear and a t-shirt. WOOF. He let me inside, we greeted and said hello, there was a bit of a pause and I said, “Oh hell, let’s just jump right in!” and kissed him deeply, sparking a wonderful make out.
I was absolutely absorbed in him, his face, his muscular body, his embrace, his biting sloppy wet kiss, I wanted him to devour me, to tear me apart, to ravage me like a wild animal! Instead of ripping me to blissful shreds, he was sweet, gentle, sensual, reserved even. All we did was kiss for what felt like wonderful ages, exploring each other physically. I couldn’t get enough. I looked him in his sweet eyes and gentle cute face and told him how beautiful he was. He told me I was very handsome as well. I confessed that a recent harsh bout with depression had left my self confidence and image in tatters, he said he couldn’t imagine why I would even question my appearance. His kind and genuine words turned my face red with gratitude.
At one point after he helped me out of my clothing he went down on my manhood, so softly, it was just heavenly. Happy and eager to return the favor, I grabbed onto his tight underwear and slowly removed them, revealing quite the impressive and intimidating member! I was stunned for a few blissful seconds before my hunger surfaced and I wanted it inside me. I went for it, savoring his succulent man meat, it was fantastic, I wanted to milk moans and grunts of pleasure out of my gorgeous host so very badly.
More making out, more sensuality, he flipped me on my stomach and massaged my back. He slid his massive manhood over the valley of my ass, and I wanted it inside of me so much, stuffing me full of his throbbing magnitude, but tragically this was not that night.
He climbed off of me, more kissing, stroking, grunting, I climbed on his back and returned the favor in giving him a full body rub, down his broad back, thick legs that could crush a watermelon, all the way down to his feet which I wanted to flatten me into the earth and trample me. Rising back to his legs and just the sweetest ass, I ran my tongue up his spine to which he moaned, and I gave him a foxbite on his shoulder.
Mine.
Soon things peaked and we were stroking faster, I told him I wanted him to paint me white with his cum, he said he’d like to swallow mine. I stroked to climax and he dove for my cock, taking my load down his throat and sensually sucking me absolutely dry. Incredible!
He straddled me and I took great pleasure in working his massive dick! Beating him off on my chest, I wanted that load! I wanted it now! He leaned forward and kissed me, he was so close, closer, almost there, I gazed into his eyes as he reached his bursting point! He erupted warm, thick, wonderful ropes of his seed. A part of me wanted to slurp it down as he shot it generously over my bare skin.
Sadly this wrote the end of our rendezvous. A quick rinse in the shower and I was on my way out. He had an early morning of backpacking with friends. After donning my leather once more I kissed him deeply goodnight and reminded him that I’m not some one-hit-wonder that you only meet once, that I’m a repeat offender who loves getting back into trouble with guys like him.
I sincerely hope his travels bring him back to my territory, so I may worship his form and his energy again. Please don’t vanish into the mist, Dave. This fox hungers to climb the mountain repeatedly.
Play Safe Dear Reader.
I met Dave off of a mobile app, he hit me up fairly good into the evening, we talked a bit about loving body contact, making out, he showed me a few beautiful shots of his gorgeous body. I just had to have a taste.
I scarfed something quick, threw on my leather and drove out to his hotel. As I walked down to his room I got that thrill. That excitement I rarely feel due to experience, but the fluttering in your gut, the rising heart rate, the slight shortening of breath. The slight feeling of nervousness, but the hunger to go on. I fucking love that thrill.
When I arrived I was greeted by a tall, handsome man in nothing more than a pair of tight underwear and a t-shirt. WOOF. He let me inside, we greeted and said hello, there was a bit of a pause and I said, “Oh hell, let’s just jump right in!” and kissed him deeply, sparking a wonderful make out.
I was absolutely absorbed in him, his face, his muscular body, his embrace, his biting sloppy wet kiss, I wanted him to devour me, to tear me apart, to ravage me like a wild animal! Instead of ripping me to blissful shreds, he was sweet, gentle, sensual, reserved even. All we did was kiss for what felt like wonderful ages, exploring each other physically. I couldn’t get enough. I looked him in his sweet eyes and gentle cute face and told him how beautiful he was. He told me I was very handsome as well. I confessed that a recent harsh bout with depression had left my self confidence and image in tatters, he said he couldn’t imagine why I would even question my appearance. His kind and genuine words turned my face red with gratitude.
At one point after he helped me out of my clothing he went down on my manhood, so softly, it was just heavenly. Happy and eager to return the favor, I grabbed onto his tight underwear and slowly removed them, revealing quite the impressive and intimidating member! I was stunned for a few blissful seconds before my hunger surfaced and I wanted it inside me. I went for it, savoring his succulent man meat, it was fantastic, I wanted to milk moans and grunts of pleasure out of my gorgeous host so very badly.
More making out, more sensuality, he flipped me on my stomach and massaged my back. He slid his massive manhood over the valley of my ass, and I wanted it inside of me so much, stuffing me full of his throbbing magnitude, but tragically this was not that night.
He climbed off of me, more kissing, stroking, grunting, I climbed on his back and returned the favor in giving him a full body rub, down his broad back, thick legs that could crush a watermelon, all the way down to his feet which I wanted to flatten me into the earth and trample me. Rising back to his legs and just the sweetest ass, I ran my tongue up his spine to which he moaned, and I gave him a foxbite on his shoulder.
Mine.
Soon things peaked and we were stroking faster, I told him I wanted him to paint me white with his cum, he said he’d like to swallow mine. I stroked to climax and he dove for my cock, taking my load down his throat and sensually sucking me absolutely dry. Incredible!
He straddled me and I took great pleasure in working his massive dick! Beating him off on my chest, I wanted that load! I wanted it now! He leaned forward and kissed me, he was so close, closer, almost there, I gazed into his eyes as he reached his bursting point! He erupted warm, thick, wonderful ropes of his seed. A part of me wanted to slurp it down as he shot it generously over my bare skin.
Sadly this wrote the end of our rendezvous. A quick rinse in the shower and I was on my way out. He had an early morning of backpacking with friends. After donning my leather once more I kissed him deeply goodnight and reminded him that I’m not some one-hit-wonder that you only meet once, that I’m a repeat offender who loves getting back into trouble with guys like him.
I sincerely hope his travels bring him back to my territory, so I may worship his form and his energy again. Please don’t vanish into the mist, Dave. This fox hungers to climb the mountain repeatedly.
Play Safe Dear Reader.
Saturday, February 22, 2020
Cashboy Cab
Sunday, July 28th, 2019
This evening I went to pick up a young 20-year-old nonbinary I was chatting up online, (they don’t mind me calling them “boy” in the BDSM context) from work for the second time.
First time I came through because the boy was having some hard time of things and it was a good opportunity to get a nice in-person talk of kink. As things were chatted and discussed the boy mentioned he was into financial domination, I mentioned my experiences, and in turn the boy told me theirs. I told them if they were comfortable with it I was interested in draining them sometime. Soon after dropping the boy off and driving away, I received messages that they regretted not pushing it further and having me drain them immediately.
So tonight I leathered up in my jacket, basketweave belt, fingerless gloves, harness boots, and drove out to pick them up from work again. They came up to me in the empty dark parking lot and I pulled them into a headlock with one arm slung around the boy’s neck, slowly tightening my grip, telling them they needed to pay the Piggy Fare in order to get home tonight. The boy melted and moaned in my grasp, I asked with a wry smile if they thought it was a fun idea, I received positive grunting and gurgling in response, so I ordered them into the car, my smile growing alongside my bulge.
The piggy obeyed, once seated they took out their wallet and emptied their cash into my gloved hand. I counted each bill out loud, “One piggy dollar, two piggy dollars…” until it was all counted, I folded the wad, held it up and said “Piggy Fare from a good boy accepted.” then pocketed it. They melted in their seat! I was rock hard at the sight! Hah! I love this!
I drove the grinning piggy boy home, when we arrived I took a few minutes to hold them close to my leather chest, suggesting ways to drain them. Snacks at the convenience store, small dinners, refills at the gas station, more wallet dumps, the boy was close to wetting themselves in excitement! I bid them goodnight after a kiss on the forehead and watched them go inside before driving off.
Feels so fucking good to drain a cash pig in person again! This is so much fun!
Play Safe Dear Reader.
This evening I went to pick up a young 20-year-old nonbinary I was chatting up online, (they don’t mind me calling them “boy” in the BDSM context) from work for the second time.
First time I came through because the boy was having some hard time of things and it was a good opportunity to get a nice in-person talk of kink. As things were chatted and discussed the boy mentioned he was into financial domination, I mentioned my experiences, and in turn the boy told me theirs. I told them if they were comfortable with it I was interested in draining them sometime. Soon after dropping the boy off and driving away, I received messages that they regretted not pushing it further and having me drain them immediately.
So tonight I leathered up in my jacket, basketweave belt, fingerless gloves, harness boots, and drove out to pick them up from work again. They came up to me in the empty dark parking lot and I pulled them into a headlock with one arm slung around the boy’s neck, slowly tightening my grip, telling them they needed to pay the Piggy Fare in order to get home tonight. The boy melted and moaned in my grasp, I asked with a wry smile if they thought it was a fun idea, I received positive grunting and gurgling in response, so I ordered them into the car, my smile growing alongside my bulge.
The piggy obeyed, once seated they took out their wallet and emptied their cash into my gloved hand. I counted each bill out loud, “One piggy dollar, two piggy dollars…” until it was all counted, I folded the wad, held it up and said “Piggy Fare from a good boy accepted.” then pocketed it. They melted in their seat! I was rock hard at the sight! Hah! I love this!
I drove the grinning piggy boy home, when we arrived I took a few minutes to hold them close to my leather chest, suggesting ways to drain them. Snacks at the convenience store, small dinners, refills at the gas station, more wallet dumps, the boy was close to wetting themselves in excitement! I bid them goodnight after a kiss on the forehead and watched them go inside before driving off.
Feels so fucking good to drain a cash pig in person again! This is so much fun!
Play Safe Dear Reader.
Sunday, January 12, 2020
Topped With Ginger
Wednesday, July 17th, 2019
Today I hung out with Jaymes, I’d seen him before at different pride events around Washington. I first spotted him wearing a flashing chest harness and a rainbow pride flag as a cape, he’s a tall, muscular toned ginger of a man and quite a sight. Fire for hair and a confidant sassy energy about him that drew my interest. The second time I had the pleasure of speaking with him when the group of friends I was with met up with the group he was a part of. It was here where he casually groped and flirted with me, much to my absolute delight.
We chatted online a bit and set up a lunch date, I drove to pick him up and we headed out to a sushi bar, enjoyed a very amusing lunch where he was quite fun and sassy with our chef, and afterwards I offered to take him back to my place for a post lunch cuddle and make out, to which he was happy to agree.
Once at my place I showed him my Fox Den and Fox Nest, we stripped down, enjoyed an intimate cuddle, and I massaged his beautiful body. He then took the initiative and made love to me. Kissing, licking, nipping at the inside of my thighs, he yanked my legs up and went to town on my ass with his tongue! It felt incredible! Once he had me on my stomach he slid his amazing and intimidating manhood between my cheeks, teasing and drooling precum around my hole. I wanted it, my body hungered for it, it had been so long since I was last filled by another man...I gave in. He slid on a condom, lubed up, and slowly breached my hole.
He’s so fucking thick! It hurt a great deal but he was patient, and I wanted all of him inside me! Soon he was stuffing his entire manhood into me, I was loving every push of his throbbing thrusts of passion. I wanted more despite the pressure threatening to split me open from the inside!
Soon he reached his climax and spilled his cum inside of me, slowly collapsing on top of my back, I was only too happy to be his resting place for as much as he needed. He took his time to exit me, although he could have stayed inside as long as he wanted, we cleaned up, and I held him in the afterglow. My beautiful ginger guest fell into a light nap in my arms and I lay there lovingly stroking his thick fiery hair.
Eventually he had to take his leave in order to make an appointment of his, and I drove him home. I waved farewell and smiled my whole ride back, thinking to myself how much I want to please him the next time he graces my doorstep.
Play Safe Dear Reader
Today I hung out with Jaymes, I’d seen him before at different pride events around Washington. I first spotted him wearing a flashing chest harness and a rainbow pride flag as a cape, he’s a tall, muscular toned ginger of a man and quite a sight. Fire for hair and a confidant sassy energy about him that drew my interest. The second time I had the pleasure of speaking with him when the group of friends I was with met up with the group he was a part of. It was here where he casually groped and flirted with me, much to my absolute delight.
We chatted online a bit and set up a lunch date, I drove to pick him up and we headed out to a sushi bar, enjoyed a very amusing lunch where he was quite fun and sassy with our chef, and afterwards I offered to take him back to my place for a post lunch cuddle and make out, to which he was happy to agree.
Once at my place I showed him my Fox Den and Fox Nest, we stripped down, enjoyed an intimate cuddle, and I massaged his beautiful body. He then took the initiative and made love to me. Kissing, licking, nipping at the inside of my thighs, he yanked my legs up and went to town on my ass with his tongue! It felt incredible! Once he had me on my stomach he slid his amazing and intimidating manhood between my cheeks, teasing and drooling precum around my hole. I wanted it, my body hungered for it, it had been so long since I was last filled by another man...I gave in. He slid on a condom, lubed up, and slowly breached my hole.
He’s so fucking thick! It hurt a great deal but he was patient, and I wanted all of him inside me! Soon he was stuffing his entire manhood into me, I was loving every push of his throbbing thrusts of passion. I wanted more despite the pressure threatening to split me open from the inside!
Soon he reached his climax and spilled his cum inside of me, slowly collapsing on top of my back, I was only too happy to be his resting place for as much as he needed. He took his time to exit me, although he could have stayed inside as long as he wanted, we cleaned up, and I held him in the afterglow. My beautiful ginger guest fell into a light nap in my arms and I lay there lovingly stroking his thick fiery hair.
Eventually he had to take his leave in order to make an appointment of his, and I drove him home. I waved farewell and smiled my whole ride back, thinking to myself how much I want to please him the next time he graces my doorstep.
Play Safe Dear Reader
Saturday, January 4, 2020
The boy in the Cabin
Tuesday, July 9th, 2019
A submissive older gentleman I had been talking to for a good length of time on a mobile app was very eager to submit and serve me. Frustratingly our schedules would never line up properly. He was quite eager to give up control, serve under me, and claimed to really enjoy my approach and style of domination.
I was having a particularly bad night, the details of which I thankfully cannot recall, and he mentioned he wanted to show me his leather harness. I welcomed this sexy distraction and told him to shoot me pictures. He obeyed and the leather fit him very well, and I wanted to see it on him in person.
He agreed to meet me halfway, and I directed him to a truckstop I like to visit every so often in the middle of nowhere for late night runs to get out of the house and casually fantasize over meeting handsome, gay truckers as I grab a bite to eat. He arrived and we sat in my car, he opened his shirt and showed me his harness which fit his body very well, nice thick leather straps against his skin, I had to get my hands all over him. He suggested we get busy right then and there, I liked how excited he was but there was no way one could do that where we were, so I suggested we go back to his place and he agreed.
Previously during our messaging he had offered to fill my gas tank for me in return if I filled him with my cum and piss, and I happily accepted. He pumped and paid for it, and it got me hard. In-person tributes and submissive gifting is such a huge turn on for me. I eagerly followed him back to his place, and it was quite a journey. Through the dark unlit roads, dense forested area, way out of the way, this guy lived in the deep woods. Finally we come upon a private gate and I followed him inside to a parking area and a lone cabin off to the side.
As we entered I realized just how incredible the cabin really was, very spacious interior, two story, warm and inviting even in the dim light against the heavy darkness outside. The door shut behind us and he stripped down revealing his leather harness and jockstrap, he was a tall, slender, cute and mature gentleman. Soft spoken, very attractive, and leather was definitely the kind of gear I wanted to see on him all the time.
He took me by the hand and led me further inside the house, which really got me excited as I find it very romantic. He undressed me and knelt to serve me. We exchanged status information and he began to suck my cock, his skill was absolutely beautiful. Soft, slow, and just wonderful. He then took me by the hand again, led me into the bedroom and onto the bed. The gorgeous boy worshipped my body as he answered questions of mine concerning his submissiveness. He wants a Daddy to serve and to please, as well as wanting to explore S&M with. Perfect! Please don’t be a dream or a vanishing act.
We then went to his shower where I would make very good on my promise, as I am a man of my word and I always intend to keep it. We stripped and entered after warming up the water and turning it off. He put his mouth on my tap and looked up at me with those soft, submissive eyes that I couldn’t get enough of, then drank every drop of my stream which I let flow freely, then proceeded to service my cock further. The slurping, the sucking, how he begged for Daddy’s cum, the hunger for my load and to submit to me, it was all so fantastic that I reached climax very quickly and with little need for stroking my manhood! I shot my hot load all over his face, painting him with streaks of sticky white, and he looked perfect wearing it! Fuck yes!
He wiped my seed and sucked his fingers, looking at me while doing so, making my cock twitch! This one is a definite keeper! We showered and I cleaned off my new boy toy, and he repaid the favor, his hands all over my wet body felt lovely.
We dried off and lay on his bed cuddling in our afterglow a few minutes, it was very late and I needed to take my leave. I dressed, kissed the boy goodnight, and drove home with a smile on my face, thinking of all the wonderful things I wanted to do to my boy in the woods!
I hope he stays, I really like this one!
Play Safe Dear Reader.
A submissive older gentleman I had been talking to for a good length of time on a mobile app was very eager to submit and serve me. Frustratingly our schedules would never line up properly. He was quite eager to give up control, serve under me, and claimed to really enjoy my approach and style of domination.
I was having a particularly bad night, the details of which I thankfully cannot recall, and he mentioned he wanted to show me his leather harness. I welcomed this sexy distraction and told him to shoot me pictures. He obeyed and the leather fit him very well, and I wanted to see it on him in person.
He agreed to meet me halfway, and I directed him to a truckstop I like to visit every so often in the middle of nowhere for late night runs to get out of the house and casually fantasize over meeting handsome, gay truckers as I grab a bite to eat. He arrived and we sat in my car, he opened his shirt and showed me his harness which fit his body very well, nice thick leather straps against his skin, I had to get my hands all over him. He suggested we get busy right then and there, I liked how excited he was but there was no way one could do that where we were, so I suggested we go back to his place and he agreed.
Previously during our messaging he had offered to fill my gas tank for me in return if I filled him with my cum and piss, and I happily accepted. He pumped and paid for it, and it got me hard. In-person tributes and submissive gifting is such a huge turn on for me. I eagerly followed him back to his place, and it was quite a journey. Through the dark unlit roads, dense forested area, way out of the way, this guy lived in the deep woods. Finally we come upon a private gate and I followed him inside to a parking area and a lone cabin off to the side.
As we entered I realized just how incredible the cabin really was, very spacious interior, two story, warm and inviting even in the dim light against the heavy darkness outside. The door shut behind us and he stripped down revealing his leather harness and jockstrap, he was a tall, slender, cute and mature gentleman. Soft spoken, very attractive, and leather was definitely the kind of gear I wanted to see on him all the time.
He took me by the hand and led me further inside the house, which really got me excited as I find it very romantic. He undressed me and knelt to serve me. We exchanged status information and he began to suck my cock, his skill was absolutely beautiful. Soft, slow, and just wonderful. He then took me by the hand again, led me into the bedroom and onto the bed. The gorgeous boy worshipped my body as he answered questions of mine concerning his submissiveness. He wants a Daddy to serve and to please, as well as wanting to explore S&M with. Perfect! Please don’t be a dream or a vanishing act.
We then went to his shower where I would make very good on my promise, as I am a man of my word and I always intend to keep it. We stripped and entered after warming up the water and turning it off. He put his mouth on my tap and looked up at me with those soft, submissive eyes that I couldn’t get enough of, then drank every drop of my stream which I let flow freely, then proceeded to service my cock further. The slurping, the sucking, how he begged for Daddy’s cum, the hunger for my load and to submit to me, it was all so fantastic that I reached climax very quickly and with little need for stroking my manhood! I shot my hot load all over his face, painting him with streaks of sticky white, and he looked perfect wearing it! Fuck yes!
He wiped my seed and sucked his fingers, looking at me while doing so, making my cock twitch! This one is a definite keeper! We showered and I cleaned off my new boy toy, and he repaid the favor, his hands all over my wet body felt lovely.
We dried off and lay on his bed cuddling in our afterglow a few minutes, it was very late and I needed to take my leave. I dressed, kissed the boy goodnight, and drove home with a smile on my face, thinking of all the wonderful things I wanted to do to my boy in the woods!
I hope he stays, I really like this one!
Play Safe Dear Reader.
Sunday, December 29, 2019
The Contracted Slave
Monday, July 1st, 2019
Slave Bron came over this morning, starting his service with a short shopping trip, followed by a pleasant meal at a nearby restaurant which was his treat. When we returned to the house I put him to work on the laundry, as well as baking and cleaning up the kitchen as I busied myself on my own tasks, including drawing up his contract.
It feels wonderful, having another man who submits himself to you in more ways than sexually. It’s the fact that he derives pleasure from doing things that bring me peace of mind and gratification, and the satisfied feeling I get in knowing he does this for those reasons.
Once the contract was drawn up and printed out I handed him the paper to look over, it didn't take but a few seconds before he willingly signed it without any word on my part and handed it back to me with a smile on his face. That was it, he was my first willingly contracted slave, it felt so unique and interesting to have another man sign a paper stating he will be my slave and plaything! Of course this document is hardly anything even close to legally binding, it’s just a tool or a toy in sexual power exchange, but still with our human obsession with giving words on paper control over our worlds and societies it sure feels real.
Slave Bron continued to serve, folding the laundry, fixing up and tidying my dresser, and pulling the banana bread out of the oven, I called him downstairs to have him please my manhood. He is a skilled cocksucker, and easily got me close to climax and hungrily slurped down my load as I shot it deep in his throat! Shortly after a brief afterglow, I pulled him into the bathroom to give my new slave a nice warm mouthful of piss to wash down my seed. I find that piss play can be such a powerfully symbolic kink which I deeply enjoy, and am glad he does too!
To make the day even more positive he even asked if he could help me by performing more organization projects. He had already did an incredible job on the pantry which was a thorn in my head for months, so I was happy to write them down for his next visit!
I landed a very good domestic slave, the most eager-to-serve I’ve had submit to me in a very long time!
Play Safe Dear Reader.
Slave Bron came over this morning, starting his service with a short shopping trip, followed by a pleasant meal at a nearby restaurant which was his treat. When we returned to the house I put him to work on the laundry, as well as baking and cleaning up the kitchen as I busied myself on my own tasks, including drawing up his contract.
It feels wonderful, having another man who submits himself to you in more ways than sexually. It’s the fact that he derives pleasure from doing things that bring me peace of mind and gratification, and the satisfied feeling I get in knowing he does this for those reasons.
Once the contract was drawn up and printed out I handed him the paper to look over, it didn't take but a few seconds before he willingly signed it without any word on my part and handed it back to me with a smile on his face. That was it, he was my first willingly contracted slave, it felt so unique and interesting to have another man sign a paper stating he will be my slave and plaything! Of course this document is hardly anything even close to legally binding, it’s just a tool or a toy in sexual power exchange, but still with our human obsession with giving words on paper control over our worlds and societies it sure feels real.
Slave Bron continued to serve, folding the laundry, fixing up and tidying my dresser, and pulling the banana bread out of the oven, I called him downstairs to have him please my manhood. He is a skilled cocksucker, and easily got me close to climax and hungrily slurped down my load as I shot it deep in his throat! Shortly after a brief afterglow, I pulled him into the bathroom to give my new slave a nice warm mouthful of piss to wash down my seed. I find that piss play can be such a powerfully symbolic kink which I deeply enjoy, and am glad he does too!
To make the day even more positive he even asked if he could help me by performing more organization projects. He had already did an incredible job on the pantry which was a thorn in my head for months, so I was happy to write them down for his next visit!
I landed a very good domestic slave, the most eager-to-serve I’ve had submit to me in a very long time!
Play Safe Dear Reader.
Monday, October 7, 2019
Sunday, September 15, 2019
Return of the Mud Loving Cowboy
Friday, May 31st 2019
I drove up to Seattle this afternoon to meet Rick, the sexy cowboy I met when I lived back in California, who I introduced to gunge and grew infatuated with. Well my arrival in Seattle was...less than smooth and long segway short I refuse to drive within that city ever again, and Rick showed definitive gentlemanly behavior in helping me out.
We hit up Doghouse Leathers in their new location since they had recently moved, it’s quite larger than their previous location. We browsed, and he groped and kissed me as we looked around, I fell deeper in lust and submission for him. He picked up a bottle of J-Lube powder and we headed off to a local grocer to grab some salt.
(The way J-Lube powder works is that you mix varying amounts of powder and water for the type of slime lubricant you want, and salt is the best to use in order to clean it up afterwards, as it is a very difficult substance to remove from your body as well as any tub or shower.)
Once back at the hotel he paid for my parking, headed up to the room, and we relaxed with some wine he had ready. We made out a great deal and slowly stripped naked, I took out my leather collar and presented it to him, when he buckled it on my neck I fell ever deeper into subspace. It has been ages since I met a man with the right type of Dominant energy and I wanted to serve him as much as possible. I was so enamored with his attitude, his smile, his positive energy, his beautiful body.
More kissing, he slowly led me backward and thrust me onto the bed, I was naked and vulnerable, he stepped back and slid off his underwear to reveal his long, meaty, and intimidating cock, and all I desired was pleasing it! He pounced on top of me, kissing me, I wanted to be his, to have him call me a good fox boy! He uncollared me so we could get into the shower together.
Once inside the bathroom he took a few shallow handfuls of powder and dusted my body, I did the same to his, then using handfuls of water he activated the slime on both of us. It felt divine. I slicked up his chest, his back, moved down and caressed his beautiful cock, massaged it with mine together. Rubbing, slicking, kissing, groping, such ecstasy, making him moan he was close! I milked his load right out of him with love and care, and we kept going.
When we decided we were ready for other fun and to take a rest (and the shower was starting to flood due to a slow drain), we salted and scrubbed down. Crawling into bed we enjoyed a nice warm cuddle before going out for a lovely dinner of ramen and sake, followed by a trip to the Cuff bar. We grabbed a few drinks and lustfully watched the line dancing cowboys who had the dance floor that evening. As luck would have it, one casual flirt of mine to a handsome western daddy led to meeting some past and current leather titleholders who were staying in the area. We had a blast chatting up titleholder shop talk.
On their way back to their place they led us to the Diesel bar before parting ways with us, Rick and I took a lap around the place, it was absolutely filled with hunky and hefty burly bears which were a woof and a half, but the bar was much too warm to be comfortable so we wandered the streets of Seattle. Rick showed me the iconic Marketplace and some little shops, now quiet and empty in the night. We finally hiked back to our hotel room, showered, and crawled into bed.
I took the opportunity to worship his massive manhood, taking as much as I could into my greedy maw and bringing him to moan and roll his eyes back into his head. When he couldn’t take any more of my service we called it a night and I was one happy fox wrapped around a beefcake cowboy.
In the morning I cuddled him good and close, I just couldn’t get my fill of him, it’s so rare to find such a mixture like him and I was going to get as much of him as possible. He smiled and asked me to show him what bondage was like, I was more than thrilled to do so! After rendering him helpless with his wrists and ankles tied, I worshipped his beautiful body, massaged his feet, fox-nipped his lovely ass, and tongue-tickled his neck. Once he had enough of my sensual torture, and after I got in a few more nips and licks to push the limit, I released him and we lay talking.
He confessed to me that this was the end of his kink journey and he wanted to end it with the man who he started it with. He was settling down with someone and he wished to be monogamous.
We talked a little while longer.
We dressed and I packed up to leave.
I got one last kiss in when we rode the elevator down and he saw me off.
I drove up to Seattle this afternoon to meet Rick, the sexy cowboy I met when I lived back in California, who I introduced to gunge and grew infatuated with. Well my arrival in Seattle was...less than smooth and long segway short I refuse to drive within that city ever again, and Rick showed definitive gentlemanly behavior in helping me out.
We hit up Doghouse Leathers in their new location since they had recently moved, it’s quite larger than their previous location. We browsed, and he groped and kissed me as we looked around, I fell deeper in lust and submission for him. He picked up a bottle of J-Lube powder and we headed off to a local grocer to grab some salt.
(The way J-Lube powder works is that you mix varying amounts of powder and water for the type of slime lubricant you want, and salt is the best to use in order to clean it up afterwards, as it is a very difficult substance to remove from your body as well as any tub or shower.)
Once back at the hotel he paid for my parking, headed up to the room, and we relaxed with some wine he had ready. We made out a great deal and slowly stripped naked, I took out my leather collar and presented it to him, when he buckled it on my neck I fell ever deeper into subspace. It has been ages since I met a man with the right type of Dominant energy and I wanted to serve him as much as possible. I was so enamored with his attitude, his smile, his positive energy, his beautiful body.
More kissing, he slowly led me backward and thrust me onto the bed, I was naked and vulnerable, he stepped back and slid off his underwear to reveal his long, meaty, and intimidating cock, and all I desired was pleasing it! He pounced on top of me, kissing me, I wanted to be his, to have him call me a good fox boy! He uncollared me so we could get into the shower together.
Once inside the bathroom he took a few shallow handfuls of powder and dusted my body, I did the same to his, then using handfuls of water he activated the slime on both of us. It felt divine. I slicked up his chest, his back, moved down and caressed his beautiful cock, massaged it with mine together. Rubbing, slicking, kissing, groping, such ecstasy, making him moan he was close! I milked his load right out of him with love and care, and we kept going.
When we decided we were ready for other fun and to take a rest (and the shower was starting to flood due to a slow drain), we salted and scrubbed down. Crawling into bed we enjoyed a nice warm cuddle before going out for a lovely dinner of ramen and sake, followed by a trip to the Cuff bar. We grabbed a few drinks and lustfully watched the line dancing cowboys who had the dance floor that evening. As luck would have it, one casual flirt of mine to a handsome western daddy led to meeting some past and current leather titleholders who were staying in the area. We had a blast chatting up titleholder shop talk.
On their way back to their place they led us to the Diesel bar before parting ways with us, Rick and I took a lap around the place, it was absolutely filled with hunky and hefty burly bears which were a woof and a half, but the bar was much too warm to be comfortable so we wandered the streets of Seattle. Rick showed me the iconic Marketplace and some little shops, now quiet and empty in the night. We finally hiked back to our hotel room, showered, and crawled into bed.
I took the opportunity to worship his massive manhood, taking as much as I could into my greedy maw and bringing him to moan and roll his eyes back into his head. When he couldn’t take any more of my service we called it a night and I was one happy fox wrapped around a beefcake cowboy.
In the morning I cuddled him good and close, I just couldn’t get my fill of him, it’s so rare to find such a mixture like him and I was going to get as much of him as possible. He smiled and asked me to show him what bondage was like, I was more than thrilled to do so! After rendering him helpless with his wrists and ankles tied, I worshipped his beautiful body, massaged his feet, fox-nipped his lovely ass, and tongue-tickled his neck. Once he had enough of my sensual torture, and after I got in a few more nips and licks to push the limit, I released him and we lay talking.
He confessed to me that this was the end of his kink journey and he wanted to end it with the man who he started it with. He was settling down with someone and he wished to be monogamous.
We talked a little while longer.
We dressed and I packed up to leave.
I got one last kiss in when we rode the elevator down and he saw me off.
Play Safe Dear Reader.
Saturday, September 14, 2019
Collaring an Eager Slave
Friday, May 17th, 2019
Slave Bron arrived bright and early this morning and we went off for breakfast while we waited for the house to empty. The meal was just as enjoyable as his conversation, I really do appreciate submissives I can connect with on more levels than purely sexual. From there, the slave drove me to a hardware store so we could pick out an appropriate length of chain and a favorable padlock to make his collar. He certainly wanted this and was quite certain, as when we returned to the house I had him kneel, and locked his collar on, making it official that he was mine.
We wasted no time in heading to my room where he worshipped my body and my manhood like a good slave should for his Master, got me good and horned up, I happily climaxed in his mouth, and he slurped down my cum like the cumhungry slave he so eagerly loves to be.
We relaxed a while before I had him serve me by doing my roommate’s laundry and making their bed, clearing up the living room table area, putting a few things away, and then driving me out to gather some supplies for an upcoming trip of mine to Canada.
Once we returned, it was time for my new collared slave to head home, I kissed him goodbye and he drove out...my collar still locked on his neck.
This one is definitely real. I almost have a hard time believing it myself.
Slave Bron arrived bright and early this morning and we went off for breakfast while we waited for the house to empty. The meal was just as enjoyable as his conversation, I really do appreciate submissives I can connect with on more levels than purely sexual. From there, the slave drove me to a hardware store so we could pick out an appropriate length of chain and a favorable padlock to make his collar. He certainly wanted this and was quite certain, as when we returned to the house I had him kneel, and locked his collar on, making it official that he was mine.
We wasted no time in heading to my room where he worshipped my body and my manhood like a good slave should for his Master, got me good and horned up, I happily climaxed in his mouth, and he slurped down my cum like the cumhungry slave he so eagerly loves to be.
We relaxed a while before I had him serve me by doing my roommate’s laundry and making their bed, clearing up the living room table area, putting a few things away, and then driving me out to gather some supplies for an upcoming trip of mine to Canada.
Once we returned, it was time for my new collared slave to head home, I kissed him goodbye and he drove out...my collar still locked on his neck.
This one is definitely real. I almost have a hard time believing it myself.
Play Safe Dear Reader
Monday, September 9, 2019
Taking Chance Encounters
Sunday, May 12th, 2019
I went up to Seattle for another visit to the RCJ with the guys, as we left the train I noticed a really handsome hunk of a guy in a camouflage print jacket walking parallel to us as we headed to the club. I was curious if he was also going, but when he turned down a different street I was very disappointed.
We arrived just before the event was ready, so we signed in and settled in to wait, the front door opened and who should show up but camo jacket! Bingo! After heading downstairs and dressing down, I claimed a chair at the back and hung around to get situated. Camo jacket comes out and he’s an athletic hunk of a man! Smooth, muscled, toned, gorgeous, I had to play with him. After giving him some time to get comfortable I gather my will and figure out my greeting before approaching him.
As I approach I ask if he’d like a stroking partner, and he says yes. One joyous internal scream later, I sit down next to him, gently grasp his thick manhood, and give him a loving soft stroke. I caress his chest, up his veined muscled arm as I please him, appreciating his beautiful body. He gives me a lovely jerk as well, building my heat and pressure from deep inside my cock and lust.
However, as much as I’m loving him and his man meat, I feel no reciprocative energy. Is he not into me, is he straight and here for a jerk off nothing more, was he just being polite? As I’m pondering this, another handsome man comes up, gently fondles his balls and I politely transfer camo jacket’s cock to the new guy. I don’t want to be a cock hog, I lean in and tell him it was a pleasure to play with him, he thanks me and I wander off, thankful I got to play with him.
It wasn’t long before I noticed a HUGE TANK of a MAN walk in. This guy is RIPPED. Ebony muscle, boots on, handsome as all hell! I simply had to talk to him! After picking my jaw up off the floor and wiping up the drool puddle, I allowed him to get comfortable on a lounger before I approached. Resisting the overwhelming urge to fall to my knees and beg to lick his boots, I asked if he wanted a stroke partner. He politely smiled and accepts, shifting his beautifully massive body and allows me to lay next to him.
The moment I’m in position, he lays the tree trunk of his right leg on top of my left. I quickly accept that I didn’t need that leg anyway and medical science has made leaps and bounds in prosthetics, and compliment his boots. He thanks me and says he wanted to bring his police cap but he thought it would be a tad too much. At this point I did my best not to shoot my load right then and there. I told him he would rock one and hope to have the distinct privilege of seeing him in one as well as a full uniform. He’s an absolute dream. We get to talking, he’s into leather, he’s incredibly sweet, and we have a little bit in common.
My leg is falling asleep under his, I accept the situation of losing it in these circumstances, I ask if he wanted to stay in touch and he accepts. I ask if he wanted me to stroke him and he politely declines saying he wants to explore a bit more before blowing his load. He gets up off the lounger and wanders off after I bid him a happy jerking.
I’m left to myself on a high of successfully playing with two very sexy gents in a row thanks to my initiative when another handsome guy approaches me, he’s in a jock, we make eye contact and it’s easy for me at this point with my self confidence at an all time high. He sits next to me and we stroke each other. He’s affectionate, great energy, he wants to make me cum and I’m more than happy to shoot my load at this point!
Fuck, that climax felt amazing! I thank him and offer to reciprocate but he’s more than happy to just edge himself. He assists with my clean up and says goodbye, and I go ahead and wipe down in the bathroom, freshen up, dress, and jot down my info for the sexy giant from before. I successfully pass him my card and tell him to text me anytime. He says he’ll call soon and I feel like a horny teen all over again. I hope to get crushed and manhandled in all manner of ways under his boots!
I went up to Seattle for another visit to the RCJ with the guys, as we left the train I noticed a really handsome hunk of a guy in a camouflage print jacket walking parallel to us as we headed to the club. I was curious if he was also going, but when he turned down a different street I was very disappointed.
We arrived just before the event was ready, so we signed in and settled in to wait, the front door opened and who should show up but camo jacket! Bingo! After heading downstairs and dressing down, I claimed a chair at the back and hung around to get situated. Camo jacket comes out and he’s an athletic hunk of a man! Smooth, muscled, toned, gorgeous, I had to play with him. After giving him some time to get comfortable I gather my will and figure out my greeting before approaching him.
As I approach I ask if he’d like a stroking partner, and he says yes. One joyous internal scream later, I sit down next to him, gently grasp his thick manhood, and give him a loving soft stroke. I caress his chest, up his veined muscled arm as I please him, appreciating his beautiful body. He gives me a lovely jerk as well, building my heat and pressure from deep inside my cock and lust.
However, as much as I’m loving him and his man meat, I feel no reciprocative energy. Is he not into me, is he straight and here for a jerk off nothing more, was he just being polite? As I’m pondering this, another handsome man comes up, gently fondles his balls and I politely transfer camo jacket’s cock to the new guy. I don’t want to be a cock hog, I lean in and tell him it was a pleasure to play with him, he thanks me and I wander off, thankful I got to play with him.
It wasn’t long before I noticed a HUGE TANK of a MAN walk in. This guy is RIPPED. Ebony muscle, boots on, handsome as all hell! I simply had to talk to him! After picking my jaw up off the floor and wiping up the drool puddle, I allowed him to get comfortable on a lounger before I approached. Resisting the overwhelming urge to fall to my knees and beg to lick his boots, I asked if he wanted a stroke partner. He politely smiled and accepts, shifting his beautifully massive body and allows me to lay next to him.
The moment I’m in position, he lays the tree trunk of his right leg on top of my left. I quickly accept that I didn’t need that leg anyway and medical science has made leaps and bounds in prosthetics, and compliment his boots. He thanks me and says he wanted to bring his police cap but he thought it would be a tad too much. At this point I did my best not to shoot my load right then and there. I told him he would rock one and hope to have the distinct privilege of seeing him in one as well as a full uniform. He’s an absolute dream. We get to talking, he’s into leather, he’s incredibly sweet, and we have a little bit in common.
My leg is falling asleep under his, I accept the situation of losing it in these circumstances, I ask if he wanted to stay in touch and he accepts. I ask if he wanted me to stroke him and he politely declines saying he wants to explore a bit more before blowing his load. He gets up off the lounger and wanders off after I bid him a happy jerking.
I’m left to myself on a high of successfully playing with two very sexy gents in a row thanks to my initiative when another handsome guy approaches me, he’s in a jock, we make eye contact and it’s easy for me at this point with my self confidence at an all time high. He sits next to me and we stroke each other. He’s affectionate, great energy, he wants to make me cum and I’m more than happy to shoot my load at this point!
Fuck, that climax felt amazing! I thank him and offer to reciprocate but he’s more than happy to just edge himself. He assists with my clean up and says goodbye, and I go ahead and wipe down in the bathroom, freshen up, dress, and jot down my info for the sexy giant from before. I successfully pass him my card and tell him to text me anytime. He says he’ll call soon and I feel like a horny teen all over again. I hope to get crushed and manhandled in all manner of ways under his boots!
Play Safe Dear Reader
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