Lust has a strange way of making people do foolish things. I'm married with two kids but every now and then, I like to have sex with men. This "itch" needs to get scratched once a year. Sometimes it was just a blowjob, other times I'm getting used by two guys like a Thai whore. This year's itch came around spring time just after we relocated our office 30 minutes east.
I put up an ad on Craiglist and waited for the flood of emails to come. While I finished up work for the day, I went through the replies to see who would be the lucky guy or guys to scratch my itch. Most were predictable with pics of their cocks in hand. I bet 75% were flakes, but one headline caught my eye. It read: Have you been a naughty boy?
I quickly shot back, "Maybe...what did you have in mind? Stats? Location?" Within minutes and a couple more exchanges, I learned he'd just moved here from the UK and didn't know anyone. He hadn't had a good piece of ass yet and came across my ad. He said he was a bit kinky and wanted to know if I would be game for a little fun with a blindfold and ropes. I was extremely aroused now.
My itch nearly became unbearable at that moment. We exchanged pics and he looked like he was in good shape. His name was Giles and in his mid-40s, pretty clean cut, and a nice 6 inch cock. We agreed to meet at his place in an hour so he could prepare for our fun night. The thought of being tied up in a stranger's home was both exciting and uncomfortable. Was he a crazy killer?
Surely he wasn't, there's email trails that lead right to him. Images of me being tied and fucked all night got me hard as a rock. I loved feeling like a slutty whore and covered in cum. When I started getting the itch, I always clean myself out regularly because I never know when I come across potential fun. Last year was at a convention in Florida, the year before was at a wedding reception not too far from my old office. I couldn't wait for what was about to happen.
When the time came, I arrived at Giles' townhouse. As I stepped onto his porch, the door opened and he appeared. He looked just like his pic. My fun for the evening was dressed in a white dress shirt and black slacks. He waved me to come in and shut the door behind me. Giles lead me to his bedroom and handed me a tall shot of tequila.
"To a night of debauchery," He toasted. We clinked and took the shot. We started to feel each other up and he started to undress me. I tried to undress him also but he stopped me. I knew I was to be his toy for the evening. As he helped me strip, I looked over to the bed and saw the blind fold and rope restraints. They were already fastened to the bed posts and ready for me to slip into them.
Giles slid off my underwear and kissed me as he fondled my erect cock with one hand and my ass with his other. He motioned me to the bed. I complied so he fastened my arms to the bed posts. Before he put the blind fold on, he pulled out a drawer and showed me what was in store.
"This evening, I think I'll skip the paddles and riding crop. I want to see you squirm," he said in his sultry accent while picking up a small vibrator. He slid the blindfold over my eyes and I could hear him open a bottle of lube. I instinctively bent my knees to give him total access to my hole. As I felt him get onto the bed by my head, he joked, "Someone's a bit eager." I heard a zipper pulled down and his touched my cheek. I turned to take it in my mouth as a cool touch encircled my eager hole.
