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Keeping someone on the edge is an art.
There needs to be a lot of chemistry.
There was a guy I gave a massage to once... Craigslist, he was looking for a massage. It always seemed like craigslist was more trouble than it was worth but it was my only source. I responded to his add and he got right back to me. I am usually nervous and slow about hooking up but that night I just had it in me.
It was cold and rainy. I was driving to his place within 5 minutes of my writing to him. this wasn't like me at all. I had been planning a massage scenario in my mind for some time and everything was falling into place but a little too fast for my comfort. FUCK my comfort. My demons were rising.
He was the first time I swallowed. The last guy who I sucked off, I didn't swallow. He came in my mouth and I went into the kitchen and spit him out in the sink. He looked disappointed. I didn't like that. This was all new to me though. I needed to cut myself a little slack.
Fuck, I have been straight all my life and now I am obsessed with sucking cock and making guys cum....
I needed to give myself a break.
It was cold, I was cold. At the time I didn't have a second vehicle. Interestingly enough, or not, I don't know... We were both construction workers. Surely both of us are very much straight out in the world. Both of us looking for some kink in the dark. I was driving my work truck that has no heat. After the drive in the cold rainy weather... I was cold.
He left the Apartment door opened a crack and I walked into the room. I took off my boots but left on my coat and clothes. It was a studio and his bed was just around the corner from the foyer. He was on the bed laying on his stomach. I told him I was freezing and had to warm up my hands. I went into the bathroom and ran warm water on my hands. He had the lights low, candles burning... It was very much like a massage studio set up.
He had oil on the night stand. I rubbed it into my hands straddled him fully clothed and got to work on his shoulders. I was working through all the knots in his muscles for a half hour before I got down to his lower back. I was digging deep. I warmed up by then and took off coat and shirt.
I was focused on the massage. I don't know what he expected. I knew what I had planned on. I knew as I dug deeper into the massage he would become more and more submissive. How could he not become submissive?
By the time I started digging into his ass muscles he was putty in my hands. Literally. He had no fight in him at all. But I was only beginning. I started digging into his glutes for some time using plenty of oil as I went. I started sliding my slippery forearms across his lower back and over his glutes.
Then, as I dug into his glutes with my elbow, I slid my forearm through his ass cheeks. It was totally planned but I did it in a way where he couldn't know that. My arm slid over and through his ass crack pressing hard and firmly across his tight hole. That was when I first touched his cock. It was an incidental touch. I didn't even intend it. I stopped and took it all in. I saw his cock. His hard cock bent downward so it was pointing down between his legs. It was big enough.
I like it big enough to reach down my throat and his cock would do. I got a little more excited at that point. I was going to eat him up. There is something in me that gets fired up when I am a little choked by the cock. There is some power about owning the cock that way, fucking his cock with my throat but on my terms. I will submit myself to you. I will be choked by you if I am in control of you. I think I am a dominant bottom to some degree. I need to serve. I need to be the object of your pleasure but on my terms.
Sliding over his ass hole was clearly very intense for him but when I brushed up against his cock his response was almost extreme.
When I touched it ever so slightly his body responded with a moan and spasm. It seemed about all he could take. But he was going to have to take a lot more. I hadn't even done his legs yet.
This went on for some time.
I teased the fuck out of him. going down his legs, digging in, sliding back up using my forearms between his ass cheeks, barely touching his rock hard cock but applying a lot of presser and focus on his hole. He was getting all the pain and pleasure he could take.
He couldn't have known where this was going. I could have used him in anyway I wanted to at this point. We hadn't talked about sex. Only a massage. Even though I had been all up and down his ass, I was doing it in a way that had to have kept him wondering, I can't imagine what he must have been thinking. His anticipation level must have been peaked but at the same time I was draining his energies with this massage. He had to have been wasted by the intensity of it all.
I think what I did next may have clarified things for him.
I started now focusing on the sliding between his cheeks more intensely. I lifted his legs and spread them apart so I could now see his ass, balls and cock fully. I made circles around his hole with my fingers for a little while and slowly opened him up. Very slowly deliberately opening up his hole with my fingers. He didn't move or make a sound. I slid my finger in slowly.
This was not part of the plan at all but my dominant desires were now taking over. I left my finger in him moving around in a gentle swirling motion and finally took his cock in my hand. He let out a sigh of relief. There was really no doubt where this was going anymore. He didn't know what I was going to do to him, I could have done anything, but he surly knew now that we were going to have sex. Or, I was going to have sex with him.
I rolled him over on his back and worked on his shoulders and chest from the front. I turned so my back was against the headboard and dug into chest with my thumbs. I stood up on the bed standing over him and took off my pants kicking them to the floor. He was transfixed on my crotch as I dropped boxers down around my ankles. I let him take it all in for a second and then got back down on my knees letting my dick rub against his face. I lifted myself so I could dip it into his mouth. He opened up and started sucking. I got down and started sucking him as well. I sucked and throated till he seemed like he was getting close and then pulled away. I rolled him back over on his stomach and rubbed my cock up and down his ass. He didn't protest. I don't know if he wanted to be fucked at that point or was just too spent to care anymore. I pressed my cock head against his well oiled hole. I had surely prepared him to take my cock. I think I did it just to see what I could get away with.
Then like I do, typical me, I got struck with the fear and the question pops into my head...
"are you going to fuck this craigslist guy who you know nothing about, bareback, straight up fuck and cum in him? Really? Is that what is next for you?"
I pressed it in just a little, I wanted to do it. I was about to slip into the event horizon, he had to have been ready to take me in when pulled away and aggressively rolled him back over on his back. I went down on him hard now. The tease was over. I was there to swallow and now was the time. I got down between his legs, lifted his legs up and let his knees fall to the sides spreading him wide. I went down on him deep and slid a finger inside him. He didn't last very long once I dove in. He came quite a bit. You know how it is when you have been teased and edged for a while. He came a lot and I swallowed it all. I seemed very natural to swallow his prize. It all just made sense. To devote so much time to the physical seduction of another man, to tease him ever so slowly towards the explosion and then to waste the final prize? It makes no sense to me anymore. I guess it never really did, i was just inexperienced.
So, if you ever find yourself with your cock in my throat? I can assure you I will be eating every bit of your cum.
I didn't cum with him. I had him suck my cock and I rubbed my hard cock against his well oiled ass hole. But I didn't fuck him. It was like I was on a mission to make a meal out of someone and he picked the wild card. It is almost like being possessed by something outside of myself. But I know it is just my dark side coming to the surface. If I let that demon run wild I would have fucked him. In retrospect, in my fantasy about that cold night, I wish I had. Part of me wishes I had fucked him till he begged me to stop or pleaded for me to cum in him. If he even had the energy to beg anymore. If I had fucked him though, I wouldn't have been as interested in eating him the way I did. It is nice to serve and not cum sometimes. I get to be in control and not be sexually drained. I get to use the full power of my sex and leave them wanting. I am so bad...
I went into the bathroom and washed up.
When I walked back into his room. Getting dressed I said something like
"I hope you got what you wanted"
He said
"I can't move"
He seemed to have a little fear in his voice. As if, he really couldn't move. He must have been sore for a few days after that massage.
I said
"then don't move"
and I left...
It is crazy to think I did that. I really did that! It is hard to believe... The whole thing was like an experiment. I walked into that situation with a game plan and I played it all out. I often wonder if he thinks about that night. If it is stored away in his fantasy box like it has been in mine....
I emailed him after that night but he didn't respond. I think the experience may have terrified him a little. Macho construction worked guy left with no will or strength to protest. Turned into a helpless little bitch... Yea, I don't think he will forget that night either.
There needs to be a lot of chemistry.
There was a guy I gave a massage to once... Craigslist, he was looking for a massage. It always seemed like craigslist was more trouble than it was worth but it was my only source. I responded to his add and he got right back to me. I am usually nervous and slow about hooking up but that night I just had it in me.
It was cold and rainy. I was driving to his place within 5 minutes of my writing to him. this wasn't like me at all. I had been planning a massage scenario in my mind for some time and everything was falling into place but a little too fast for my comfort. FUCK my comfort. My demons were rising.
He was the first time I swallowed. The last guy who I sucked off, I didn't swallow. He came in my mouth and I went into the kitchen and spit him out in the sink. He looked disappointed. I didn't like that. This was all new to me though. I needed to cut myself a little slack.
Fuck, I have been straight all my life and now I am obsessed with sucking cock and making guys cum....
I needed to give myself a break.
It was cold, I was cold. At the time I didn't have a second vehicle. Interestingly enough, or not, I don't know... We were both construction workers. Surely both of us are very much straight out in the world. Both of us looking for some kink in the dark. I was driving my work truck that has no heat. After the drive in the cold rainy weather... I was cold.
He left the Apartment door opened a crack and I walked into the room. I took off my boots but left on my coat and clothes. It was a studio and his bed was just around the corner from the foyer. He was on the bed laying on his stomach. I told him I was freezing and had to warm up my hands. I went into the bathroom and ran warm water on my hands. He had the lights low, candles burning... It was very much like a massage studio set up.
He had oil on the night stand. I rubbed it into my hands straddled him fully clothed and got to work on his shoulders. I was working through all the knots in his muscles for a half hour before I got down to his lower back. I was digging deep. I warmed up by then and took off coat and shirt.
I was focused on the massage. I don't know what he expected. I knew what I had planned on. I knew as I dug deeper into the massage he would become more and more submissive. How could he not become submissive?
By the time I started digging into his ass muscles he was putty in my hands. Literally. He had no fight in him at all. But I was only beginning. I started digging into his glutes for some time using plenty of oil as I went. I started sliding my slippery forearms across his lower back and over his glutes.
Then, as I dug into his glutes with my elbow, I slid my forearm through his ass cheeks. It was totally planned but I did it in a way where he couldn't know that. My arm slid over and through his ass crack pressing hard and firmly across his tight hole. That was when I first touched his cock. It was an incidental touch. I didn't even intend it. I stopped and took it all in. I saw his cock. His hard cock bent downward so it was pointing down between his legs. It was big enough.
I like it big enough to reach down my throat and his cock would do. I got a little more excited at that point. I was going to eat him up. There is something in me that gets fired up when I am a little choked by the cock. There is some power about owning the cock that way, fucking his cock with my throat but on my terms. I will submit myself to you. I will be choked by you if I am in control of you. I think I am a dominant bottom to some degree. I need to serve. I need to be the object of your pleasure but on my terms.
Sliding over his ass hole was clearly very intense for him but when I brushed up against his cock his response was almost extreme.
When I touched it ever so slightly his body responded with a moan and spasm. It seemed about all he could take. But he was going to have to take a lot more. I hadn't even done his legs yet.
This went on for some time.
I teased the fuck out of him. going down his legs, digging in, sliding back up using my forearms between his ass cheeks, barely touching his rock hard cock but applying a lot of presser and focus on his hole. He was getting all the pain and pleasure he could take.
He couldn't have known where this was going. I could have used him in anyway I wanted to at this point. We hadn't talked about sex. Only a massage. Even though I had been all up and down his ass, I was doing it in a way that had to have kept him wondering, I can't imagine what he must have been thinking. His anticipation level must have been peaked but at the same time I was draining his energies with this massage. He had to have been wasted by the intensity of it all.
I think what I did next may have clarified things for him.
I started now focusing on the sliding between his cheeks more intensely. I lifted his legs and spread them apart so I could now see his ass, balls and cock fully. I made circles around his hole with my fingers for a little while and slowly opened him up. Very slowly deliberately opening up his hole with my fingers. He didn't move or make a sound. I slid my finger in slowly.
This was not part of the plan at all but my dominant desires were now taking over. I left my finger in him moving around in a gentle swirling motion and finally took his cock in my hand. He let out a sigh of relief. There was really no doubt where this was going anymore. He didn't know what I was going to do to him, I could have done anything, but he surly knew now that we were going to have sex. Or, I was going to have sex with him.
I rolled him over on his back and worked on his shoulders and chest from the front. I turned so my back was against the headboard and dug into chest with my thumbs. I stood up on the bed standing over him and took off my pants kicking them to the floor. He was transfixed on my crotch as I dropped boxers down around my ankles. I let him take it all in for a second and then got back down on my knees letting my dick rub against his face. I lifted myself so I could dip it into his mouth. He opened up and started sucking. I got down and started sucking him as well. I sucked and throated till he seemed like he was getting close and then pulled away. I rolled him back over on his stomach and rubbed my cock up and down his ass. He didn't protest. I don't know if he wanted to be fucked at that point or was just too spent to care anymore. I pressed my cock head against his well oiled hole. I had surely prepared him to take my cock. I think I did it just to see what I could get away with.
Then like I do, typical me, I got struck with the fear and the question pops into my head...
"are you going to fuck this craigslist guy who you know nothing about, bareback, straight up fuck and cum in him? Really? Is that what is next for you?"
I pressed it in just a little, I wanted to do it. I was about to slip into the event horizon, he had to have been ready to take me in when pulled away and aggressively rolled him back over on his back. I went down on him hard now. The tease was over. I was there to swallow and now was the time. I got down between his legs, lifted his legs up and let his knees fall to the sides spreading him wide. I went down on him deep and slid a finger inside him. He didn't last very long once I dove in. He came quite a bit. You know how it is when you have been teased and edged for a while. He came a lot and I swallowed it all. I seemed very natural to swallow his prize. It all just made sense. To devote so much time to the physical seduction of another man, to tease him ever so slowly towards the explosion and then to waste the final prize? It makes no sense to me anymore. I guess it never really did, i was just inexperienced.
So, if you ever find yourself with your cock in my throat? I can assure you I will be eating every bit of your cum.
I didn't cum with him. I had him suck my cock and I rubbed my hard cock against his well oiled ass hole. But I didn't fuck him. It was like I was on a mission to make a meal out of someone and he picked the wild card. It is almost like being possessed by something outside of myself. But I know it is just my dark side coming to the surface. If I let that demon run wild I would have fucked him. In retrospect, in my fantasy about that cold night, I wish I had. Part of me wishes I had fucked him till he begged me to stop or pleaded for me to cum in him. If he even had the energy to beg anymore. If I had fucked him though, I wouldn't have been as interested in eating him the way I did. It is nice to serve and not cum sometimes. I get to be in control and not be sexually drained. I get to use the full power of my sex and leave them wanting. I am so bad...
I went into the bathroom and washed up.
When I walked back into his room. Getting dressed I said something like
"I hope you got what you wanted"
He said
"I can't move"
He seemed to have a little fear in his voice. As if, he really couldn't move. He must have been sore for a few days after that massage.
I said
"then don't move"
and I left...
It is crazy to think I did that. I really did that! It is hard to believe... The whole thing was like an experiment. I walked into that situation with a game plan and I played it all out. I often wonder if he thinks about that night. If it is stored away in his fantasy box like it has been in mine....
I emailed him after that night but he didn't respond. I think the experience may have terrified him a little. Macho construction worked guy left with no will or strength to protest. Turned into a helpless little bitch... Yea, I don't think he will forget that night either.
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