In which our hero
learns to shift his weight, a flying kick is administered to the
balls and the best angle on a man is appreciated.
“you know, I think
this has to be my favourite angle to view a man.” these are the
thoughts that run through my head as a cock is slid down into my
throat. I say slid in because I am in a very passive position. My
hands are tied behind my back and tauntly roped to my feet, leaving
me quite immobile . My play partner is on top pressing his lovely
thick cock down my throat, meaning I am looking up from between his
thighs, passed the balls that are pressing down on my nostrils to the
lovely mounds of his buttocks. The musk of the balls, feel of his
cock filling my mouth and the sight of his ass is a very potent mix
indeed.
The only sight that
matches it greets me later when his weight bears down on top of me as
I am forced to rim him and I see the terrain of his back stretching
out above me. The mountains of his shoulder blades in the distance,
parted by the valley of his spine leading to the hills of his ass
right in-front of my eyes.
My play partner is M.
who I mentioned in my posting on the new years day Recon event. After
much twitter flirting it was felt that a meet-up would be in order,
so I shlocked my ass into London and over to his place. Well things
very quickly heated up once I was through the door I soon found
myself on the bed being sucked and kissed while my hands were roped
behind my back. Once I was hog-tied it was a fun while of the
aforementioned forced sucking and rimming till my tongue ached.
Something that I particularly like is the fact that I was expected to
still move and shift my own weight while tied up. Oh don’t get me
wrong, a man dragging me round the room and manhandling me into
position is hot for me but having to wiggle and struggle really
highlighted how vulnerable I was. It also made me feel like I was
having to work to get to suck my tops cock.
After a while of this
there was a quick rearrange of my limbs so my arms were tied to the
corners of the bed my exposed balls were weighted down, by way of a
ball stretcher, to a spare trainer left on the floor. Then a but-plug
was produced and slowly drove into me. With my ass filled and nuts
constantly tugged I found it a but harder to concentrate on the tick
cock that was once again being shoved into my mouth, but I didn’t
have to worry about that for too long. Once I was loose and relaxed
enough it came time to be untied for something a bit more intimate.
Now M. has a lovely thick bodied cock that felt great filling my
mouth but being a bit of a novice fuckee I found it a little hard to
take at first. It was on the second attempt, once we had re-arranged
into a spooning position, that he was able to push into me and I was
able to feel him stretch and fill me without too much pain. We build
up the rhythm slowly, with him taking small gentle movements until I
started to loosen up more. The small rocking grew into full grown
thrusts soon enough as he was pinning my leg back to get deeper into
me as I pushed into him. It was a long while we kept this up until I
felt the need to cum. We shifted so I was on my back with my ass in
the air and he thrust down on top of me. As he drove deep into me I
began to wildly jerk my cock to climax where I covered myself in
thick viscose strands.
The glow of the sexual
endorphin high lasted a long time, with a nice, long, sticky,
cuddling session with occasional snogging. When it came time to
finally move about again, I first had to take of the ball stretcher.
M started by tugging at the shoelace that launched the shoe right
into my balls.
I'm *assured* this
flying kick was not intentional CBT but an accident. Lol.
