I'm not sure what made me do it.
After several years of living at my parent's house I finally finished graduate school, got an awesome job and was able to move out on my own. I figured it was time to make time to have some sort of life outside of school/work.
I'm a quirky, sarcastic funny guy that likes to throw kink into my love life. For the past few years I've visited one particular adult web site to "troll." That's what people are called who go to websites just to read/look at pics and not actively participate in whatever the web site was offering. "Trolling" has a bad stigma. But I was always upfront about it in my profile, so I didn't feel remotely bad about it.
One night while on the site I viewed a Dom's profile. I don't know if it was ennui or curiosity but I clicked on it. The profile showed a masculine man in his 50's with a woman, a bed, a cage and assorted "toys." After a few minutes I continued on my way and didn't think about it until I got an email the next day from John.
John's message was short. He wrote: "Why would a troll be looking at my profile? Are you curious or more then curious?"
The more I thought about it the more I was turned on by what happened. I couldn't believe that I would be aroused by an older person...a man no less. He just had a certain masculinity combined with intellectual humor that I liked. After thinking about it I realized that this was a different type of attraction. I didn't want to be intimate with this guy like I yearn to be intimate with a woman. Despite what woman may think some guys like to snuggle, kiss, share intimate thoughts with a woman. This was more of a raw sexual thing. Part of me has always been fascinated by the idea of being controlled and submitting to someone. And since there was no one special in my life at that moment I emailed him back. We emailed each other a few times. John had a submissive woman named Ann but also trained submissive guys too. He seemed to be a relatively level headed person. No alarms where going off so we set up a time to meet and "see what happens."
I gave a friend who is aware of my darker, kinky side the name, time and address of where I was going. I pulled up to the condo and saw him waiting on his porch with a cup of coffee in his hand. It was dusk so I couldn't see his face. But I recognized his burly outline. I gave my friend a ring saying that I was there and that we'd talk later.
"Michael?" He called down.
"Yeah...hi John." I stumbled in reply.
"Let me come down and let you in."
I walked up to his door. He opened it. I couldn't read his face. But he smile, turned around and said come on in.
I followed him upstairs to his apartment. He turned around every once in a while to get a look at me. He was a towering figure and since he was a few steps ahead of me he looked even taller. He opened his door and I followed him in. I looked around real quick. I saw the cage from the picture on the profile, a T.V. with the news on and a woman doing something in the kitchen, presumable his submissive, Ann. John turned around and looked at me for a minute. I didn't know what to do. I looked down barely making eye contact. With out moving his gaze from me, he said to the woman, "Michael is here. What do you think Ann? Do you think he would make a good submissive?"
