It has been some time I graduated from college. I was finally away from home after moving back for 6 months and am starting to get a feel for how things work. I was headed home a few weeks ago for a visit and figured I might as well have some fun while I was there. I thought and thought about who was around that I still knew. There was one man that popped into my mind. See, in recent years, I have explored my role as a submissive to a number of men. I had a couple of close relationships with them, but there was one in particular.
It hadn't always been this way. I used to be a good, Christian kid who went to church, loved the simple things, and of course loved women. Over time I realized I also really loved being with other guys. It was a different type of feeling, and that wasn't even until my first year in college. But, over time I experimented and became more and more attached to the BDSM aspects of the gay community. I really enjoy serving other men and pleasing them. And that brings me to my guy.
He was an older Dom. One of the first to show me the ropes and get me used to the whole idea. He is 55 years old, stands at 6'3", and weighs at least 220lbs of solid muscle. Being a 23 year old who stands at 6'2, but only weighs 170lbs makes me a perfect mat h for him. I texted him to let him know I would be down for the weekend. His only response was, "I can't wait to get to your hole again." I got butterflies. Something about him made it impossible for me to hesitate or resist. It had always been that way.
The day came and I drove to his house. I let him know when I was down the street. I walked up the door. It was open. I walked through his house and greeted him as he brought in a load of laundry. He asked me a few questions about how life was and then told me to follow him to his bedroom.
On the bed was a pair of leg and arm restraints, a harness, collar and leash, bar to keep my feet separated, a jockstrap, and some poppers. It wasn't anything new. I knew what was expected of me. He grinned.
I walked over, put my things down and stripped. I turned towards him as I bent down to take my underwear off. I walked over to the bed and put the jockstrap on. "Sit." I immediately sat at the edge of the bed. He reached behind me and grabbed the poppers. "Are you ready for this?", he said more telling me we were going to start than anything. He opened the bottle of poppers and held them to my nose. I inhaled. Everything started to feel good. It pulsed through every part of my body. My lust grew. He could see it in my eyes. Another grin.
As I started to slip away into a more animalistic state, he pushed me onto my back. With my legs in the air, he grabbed the leg restraints. He put on one and flashed me a slightly evil grin.
"You like that don't you?"
"Yes, Sir."
"Of Course you do."
He put the other restraint on my leg and lay my legs on either side of him. He leaned forward and grabbed my wrist. He secured those as well.
"You sure this is what you want."
