AN EROTIC STORY: Asked to move this from fetish to lounge

[+ Funguy]

DAMN...I have to echo what WG says. Funguy, you are one talented SOB. It is not only erotic, but I love the fact that you include a gentlemen of.... (ahem) maturity. It gives many of us something to dream about, and in some small way, hope for. Loved it!!

 

Bravo....

 

Thank you very much. This is one I am really getting into - look for lots of leather in installment 3.

 

As always,

 

Always a Funguy

[+ Funguy]

Story #2

Installment #2

03-21-2014

 

 

This really is what I have been wanting for so long; I’m sure he picked up on it a long time ago and has been biding his time until my birthday – to give me a present no one else could. God, I love him; not just an escort, or even a friend. I really love this guy!

 

David then pulls out a blindfold from the nightstand and slips it over my eyes. Total darkness. A nipple flicked here, another there. Squeezed harder and harder. Now the nipple clamps he loves! Jesus, his mouth is on my cock and he knows just how I like it. Moaning in pleasure, I hear, “Shut up, boi! Did I give you permission to make a single sound?”

“No, sir”

“Then not one more sound from your mouth!”

“Yes, sir.”

 

His mouth continues, then warm lube all over my dick. David starts to rub my cock, slowly, occasionally taking it into his mouth, I realize he is going to edge me. He is going to give me the most exquisite pain and pleasure I can think of. More of his hand, then both of his hands. My hips buck trying to speed him along but he won’t have it!

“Boi, don’t you move one single muscle! If you do, I will stop. Everything. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir,” I croak.

Then he starts up again. Long, slow strokes; fast, tight ones; licking, nibbling, sliding. Sucking my nipples, biting my earlobes – all the places he knows will get me going! Oh, Please, fuck me! I can’t say it though, I can’t have him stop. I have to content myself with his torture. After I don’t know how long, time has become a blur, he stops.

 

I don’t know how long he was gone but when he returns, with my heightened senses I sense him rather than hear or see him. Somehow I can tell he has something with him. He rubs me; again, all the ways I love, and gets me moaning. Very quickly he lubes my ass and, OH JEEZ, from the refrigerator he brought his Lucite dildo. It is as cold as ice and I’m ready to scream when he then puts ice cold lube on my cock! I nearly pass out and I am struggling not to utter a sound but a strangled moan escapes. I can feel my cock has shriveled into nothingness but he still massages it.

“I’ll ignore that, boi! No more!”

As he massages my cock with the cold lube I’m frantic and suddenly he stops. In seconds, another sensation: warm lube. Oh my fucking god! I’m hard again, harder than I’ve ever been and if I don’t cum now I’ll…

 

I take a deep breath and finally I feel him remove the restraints from my anles and lift my legs to his shoulders. More warm lube everywhere and he enters me, gently, then begins to thrust in and out until he is pounding me and I cannot help but moan and groan. His thrusts cause me to cry out but he knows he isn’t hurting me. Soon he grabs my cock. The second he does, I cum! Then he does and we collapse into a pile.

 

He removes my blindfold and kisses me deeply, nuzzling my ear lobes as well as the side of my neck. “How was that, boi?”

Taking the chance to speak, “I love you…..Sir.”

After the intensity of what we have done, we need to come down and cuddle.

 

Later, smiling, “OK then, it’s time for your present.”

Off David goes and returns with 2 gift boxes, one large, one small.

“The small one will have to wait until later tonight, but you can open this one now.”

I open the large box, look back at David, and “Oh My God. Is this what I think it is?”

 

 

Stay tuned for next week…lots of leather, testosterone, and a new character makes a cameo. Thanks to Whipped Guy you’ve seen his picture on another thread: huge, gorgeous, sexy. I’ll even put in a picture for you guys who want a visual.

 

I realize next week is Palm Springs so I might be able to get it up (so to speak) before Friday.

 

Enjoy Comments?

[bigvalboy]

Story #2

Installment #2

03-21-2014

 

 

This really is what I have been wanting for so long; I’m sure he picked up on it a long time ago and has been biding his time until my birthday – to give me a present no one else could. God, I love him; not just an escort, or even a friend. I really love this guy!

 

David then pulls out a blindfold from the nightstand and slips it over my eyes. Total darkness. A nipple flicked here, another there. Squeezed harder and harder. Now the nipple clamps he loves! Jesus, his mouth is on my cock and he knows just how I like it. Moaning in pleasure, I hear, “Shut up, boi! Did I give you permission to make a single sound?”

“No, sir”

“Then not one more sound from your mouth!”

“Yes, sir.”

 

His mouth continues, then warm lube all over my dick. David starts to rub my cock, slowly, occasionally taking it into his mouth, I realize he is going to edge me. He is going to give me the most exquisite pain and pleasure I can think of. More of his hand, then both of his hands. My hips buck trying to speed him along but he won’t have it!

“Boi, don’t you move one single muscle! If you do, I will stop. Everything. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir,” I croak.

Then he starts up again. Long, slow strokes; fast, tight ones; licking, nibbling, sliding. Sucking my nipples, biting my earlobes – all the places he knows will get me going! Oh, Please, fuck me! I can’t say it though, I can’t have him stop. I have to content myself with his torture. After I don’t know how long, time has become a blur, he stops.

 

I don’t know how long he was gone but when he returns, with my heightened senses I sense him rather than hear or see him. Somehow I can tell he has something with him. He rubs me; again, all the ways I love, and gets me moaning. Very quickly he lubes my ass and, OH JEEZ, from the refrigerator he brought his Lucite dildo. It is as cold as ice and I’m ready to scream when he then puts ice cold lube on my cock! I nearly pass out and I am struggling not to utter a sound but a strangled moan escapes. I can feel my cock has shriveled into nothingness but he still massages it.

“I’ll ignore that, boi! No more!”

As he massages my cock with the cold lube I’m frantic and suddenly he stops. In seconds, another sensation: warm lube. Oh my fucking god! I’m hard again, harder than I’ve ever been and if I don’t cum now I’ll…

 

I take a deep breath and finally I feel him remove the restraints from my anles and lift my legs to his shoulders. More warm lube everywhere and he enters me, gently, then begins to thrust in and out until he is pounding me and I cannot help but moan and groan. His thrusts cause me to cry out but he knows he isn’t hurting me. Soon he grabs my cock. The second he does, I cum! Then he does and we collapse into a pile.

 

He removes my blindfold and kisses me deeply, nuzzling my ear lobes as well as the side of my neck. “How was that, boi?”

Taking the chance to speak, “I love you…..Sir.”

After the intensity of what we have done, we need to come down and cuddle.

 

Later, smiling, “OK then, it’s time for your present.”

Off David goes and returns with 2 gift boxes, one large, one small.

“The small one will have to wait until later tonight, but you can open this one now.”

I open the large box, look back at David, and “Oh My God. Is this what I think it is?”

 

 

Stay tuned for next week…lots of leather, testosterone, and a new character makes a cameo. Thanks to Whipped Guy you’ve seen his picture on another thread: huge, gorgeous, sexy. I’ll even put in a picture for you guys who want a visual.

 

I realize next week is Palm Springs so I might be able to get it up (so to speak) before Friday.

 

Enjoy Comments?

 

Once again Funguy it is so well done. I loved the blind fold, the cold lucite dildo from the frige, then the warm lube, and lastly leaving us hanging with what's in the box. I for one will anxiously await next week. Have a great weekend!

[whipped guy]

Funguy... DAMN!!! You've done it again and this time with the blindfolding being fused with the sensations of hot and cold... Three things that are always a compelling combination! Shoot! Do you know how to choreograph a scene or do you know how to choreograph a scene!

 

But there's more: the intensity! The cuddling! The two boxes! The suspense until next week!

[+ Funguy]

Funguy... DAMN!!! You've done it again and this time with the blindfolding being fused with the sensations of hot and cold... Three things that are always a compelling combination! Shoot! Do you know how to choreograph a scene or do you know how to choreograph a scene!

 

But there's more: the intensity! The cuddling! The two boxes! The suspense until next week!

 

Thank you……I'm already at work on next week's installment and I think I will need your advice on a few things. I will PM you over the weekend - I don't want to spoil it for everyone! Grazie tanto!

[+ Funguy]

Once again Funguy it is so well done. I loved the blind fold, the cold lucite dildo from the frige, then the warm lube, and lastly leaving us hanging with what's in the box. I for one will anxiously await next week. Have a great weekend!

 

Thank you for your compliments! Just remember - I know what's in the boxes and you don't! Ha! Ha!

 

Always a funguy,

 

Funguy

[+ Funguy]

Later today for the third and final installment of this vignette.

 

Funguy

[+ Funguy]

Installment #3 - End of Story

March 27, 2014

 

As I looked into the box my heart raced. The first item I saw was a gorgeous, black leather jock. Gorgeous because the quality of the leather was soft and buttery, so thin you’d be able to see the outline of my dick. There were laces up the middle – fun to untie with your teeth.

Underneath was a black leather suit – the same buttery soft leather. As I tried on the pants I knew it would fit perfectly, tight as a glove. What I didn’t know was that there were hidden zippers which `converted it to assless, frontless chaps! A zip here, a zip there and I’m ready for action.

 

“Come on, let’s get dressed and out of here – I’m wearing mine, too”

 

Literally 15 minutes later, there we were, black leather suits, black shirts, leather ties, and not to be forgotten, shiny black boots.

 

“We’re off to ‘Nardo’s” I could have creamed in my pants when he said that!

 

Twenty minutes later we were seated at a table in the back, both against the wall; everywhere we looked, people ‘dressed to the nines’ were enjoying a special night out. Under the table, David’s hand groped my crotch and I felt that zipper coming across, my crotch opened to the air. Menus come, we order, including my favorite wine. Slowly his hand pulls the laces on my jock and, “Shit,” out I pop. Lucky we’re in the back against the wall. I guess I’ve never laughed so hard in my life – what a pair we make!

 

All through dinner David plays with me, almost making me cum. Try as I might, he won’t let me near him – his eyes are still dark navy blue and I’m just waiting to hear, “Boi!”

 

“I have something special planned for desert,” as if I didn’t know it. To those in the know, ‘Nardo’s is known for something other than being a 5 star restaurant. I am finally able to rearrange myself, David signs the check over my strong objections. We stand, nod to Bernard, punch a code into a keypad in the door next to our table and enter a large, darkened room. Bar at one end, complete with bartender in black chaps and vest, plenty of room to mingle, a few tables for conversation. As this was Sunday night, the place was packed. All we had to do was get rid of our jackets, shirts, unzip our pants and we were ready for action – harnesses and armbands in place. Guys were in jocks, chaps, nothing, harnesses and armbands abound. A few collars and leashes, subs at attention. Nothing was off-limits, to us or anyone else. Gropes abounded, lots of embraces in dark corners, a few twosomes, a few triples, gyrating to the music in their heads. My jock, with its ties, seems to be a hit! though I think I heard a few grrrr’s from my other half. The smell of leather is overwhelming and such a turn-on, the sensation of roaring testosterone permeates the room. Also present is the scent of raw sex. A whole lot of stuff is going on everywhere you look. David is talking to one of our friends when a blond hunk rubs up behind me, his naked cock against my naked butt. Soon his hand reaches around me and takes my nipple before it wanders down to untie my jock. Though I’m hard as a rock, I slowly extricate myself (in a nice way) before I get too far into him and before David notices what’s going on.

 

David says enough of this stuff and points me toward another door, another keypad. I think he’s jealous and doesn’t want to share me in any way. A minute later we are in the main room, stage and all. Scenes are going on, participants oblivious to everyone in the room.

 

In the middle of the stage is a St. Andrew’s Cross, the crux decussata – oh! Poor St. Andrew – or lucky as the case may be - a sub positioned spread-eagle, wrists, ankles, waist restrained, back available for a good flogging. We look at each other, looks agreed – we will only watch, playtime will be at home.

 

The Dom at the St. Andrew’s is our old friend, Jumbo:

6’3, 240 lbs., solid muscle, nipples to die for. Gorgeous pecs, huge arms, V-shaped lats, and what a butt He is working over his Sub, one flogger in the left hand, one in the right. Over and under he goes, the Sub’s back and ass turning a beautiful scarlet color as he moans and cries out at each stroke, sweat pouring off his back. You can see Jumbo’s hard dick pushing against his leather jock as even he begins to breathe a bit faster and faster.

 

“Enough,” he says to his boi. “You’ve been unusually good tonight. I guess you were hoping for a treat,” he laughs with an evil grin.

 

As he releases his Sub, he slowly turns him around for everyone to see his hard-on before he straps him back on the cross and blindfolds him. Jumbo lubes him up and proceeds to torture him, just as David had just done to me. Jumbo feasts on his nipples and sucks his cock. The Sub is desperate, writhing when Jumbo offers his nipple for a taste. Now I’m getting just as hard as he is, David behind me, hard, up against me with one hand on my nipple, his other hand on my pouch. What a birthday this is!

 

Jumbo leans down to feast on his Sub, lifts up to give him a treat – a momentary tease of nipple. Then comes the piece de resistance – the clothespins. One at a time – nipples, chest, abdomen, and down we go, symmetrical in their placement until we get to the Sub’s cock and balls. Now he places the mini-clothespins everywhere there is a space, including the foreskin and glans. I cringe with every one he places. Pretty soon I can’t count how many have been placed (but more than 16 on his cock alone!) there are not only tears in the Sub’s eyes but a half smile peeking out of his mouth and sounds of pleasure, no longer pain. Jumbo makes a few adjustments here and there and steps back to admire his work. Stupendous job on the part of the Sub – he really needs a reward! Jumbo previously explained to him that the removal of the clothespins will hurt, maybe even more than their placement, so he is quite careful as they are removed.

 

At the end, the Sub is spent, though still hard and in need of release. Jumbo takes care of him then takes him in his arms and holds him until he comes back to life.

 

WELL DONE! Plenty of applause.

 

I feel David’s hot breath on my neck, his hard cock against my ass and his desire to go home and make love to me – no more games, no more play tonight. No Doms, no Subs.

 

As we enter my place, I take David into my arms and give him a long, slow, deep kiss which shows him how much I enjoyed my birthday and how much I love him. We wander to the bedroom, playfully remove our clothes, and fall to the bed in each others’ arms.

 

Hours later, having flipped back and forth, kissed and licked and sucked and fucked, licked off the whipped cream, and cum too many times to remember, we lie in our favorite position – David’s face resting on my paunch, his view of my feet and all in between.

 

“I have another present for you,” he says. He brings the small box to me and I open it. With tears in my eyes I remove a black leather collar with a silver ID in the center. It says, “I – L – U”.

“Whenever you think you’re ready, just put it on.”

It’s on already!

 

End of Story.

[+ Funguy]

Since this is the end of Story #2, I will be taking a hiatus from the storytelling. My purpose was to push clients and escorts alike to explore new things. I have provided a BFE as well as a fairly watered-down BDSM story which includes some edging which can be done in or out of the BDSM setting.

 

Tho I haven't heard much from any of you regarding whether or not I succeeded, I will say that, for me, I did succeed because recently my favorite gentleman (you know who you are!) met me at the door naked, took me into the shower as soon as I got in, and I had a helluva lot of fun! AHHHHHHH! What will he have in store next time? I have total confidence that this would not have happened without the first story!

 

Funguy

[whipped guy]

Funguy!!!!!

 

Bravo!! Bravissimo!! Grazie Mille!!!

 

Great description of a BDSM club... A bit more upscale than most with those electronic keypads etc., but that's one of the things that made it so enticing!!

 

Sorry to hear that you will be on hiatus... However, that will only make us appreciate all of you efforts even more!!! Thanks again!!!