I am a married guy and I know that upsets most of you and for that matter it upsets me too...but the truth of the matter is that there are many of us stuck in bad marriages that can't simply walk away. I have heard it before; anything is better than living a lie and that may be true but sometimes a white lie or a don't ask, don't tell situation is acceptable...I wish it were not so but alas...
I met a Domina online that had taken mercy on me and changed my life. She did not like the fact that i am married, but has chose to understand my circumstances. She became a friend and mentor online, but will never dominate like she would unattached males or allow me to service her sexually. She is powerful and smart and has guided me and opened me up to more kink than i would have thought possible. She knew my wants, needs and inclinations before I did...
It all started because she liked my picture and then when we communicated she found my personality pleasing. She took pity upon me when she heard my story and made me promise that i would not be with any woman other than my wife, i reluctantly agreed. She promised she would be able to fulfill my needs by other means. Considering she was on the right coast and i was on the left coast, that was a big promise to make.
She started by asking very intimate and detailed questions about me and my sexuality. She found that i was drawn into this world by a vanilla friend who fantasized about tying men up and doing kinky things to them. This woman had pushed my research and soon i was experimenting and finding that i liked being tied up, having my testicles slapped, putting my ass in the air and having my hole spit on. She found out a lot about me...more than i ever thought i would tell. She guided me through several masturbatory sessions, all with the written word. She intuitively knew what buttons to push.
After several weeks of discussion and growing commitment, she told me she was ready to take it to the next level and had me go purchase a web cam. She then could watch me while i was at the computer and have me perform for her. The idea was titillating to me and i went out the same day and put myself on the web. I had (and still have) only seen pictures of her and only shared the written word. She told me how to set it up and soon was issuing directives. I am usually in my office, which is private. Everyday when I came in, i was to strip naked and kneel before the camera, hands behind my back and head lowered for two minutes. She might be watching, or she could be somewhere else, i would never know, but i was to follow this edict religiously. I did. Sometimes she would have me work in the nude and i must say that the possibility of someone knocking on my door while i was naked was an incredible aphrodisiac. Soon she was giving me assignments that were sexy and risky but designed to prove that i would do as instructed. First, every time i masturbated, i was to eat my own cum. Then she would send me on errands; go to Starbuck's and jack off in the men's room or open my office window and ejaculate outside. She had me buy and wear women's panties, even though she knew i was not a sissy at heart. I did it for her and wondered where this was leading.
One day, she sent me out to purchase a toy for "Her pussy". She had done the research and gave me item names and numbers. I came back with two butt plugs, one was smaller, about the size and girth of my own cock...about 6-7 inches and about 4 inches in diameter. The other was bright red and very fat...huge and I had hope that she would not make me endure that. She had me show here the items and wrote that we would work up to the fat one! Thank Goddess! She had me slather the smaller purple one with lube, strip and insert it into my rectum. This was in the middle of the day in my office and i was naked and my ass and toy cock were lubed. I had to gently push the tip in and slowly work it in. I had most of it inside m but I was struggling with the thickest part. She instructed me to sit on it. i did and with a little pain the balance went in and my rectum settled on the base where it was thinner. I was getting acclimated to this intrusion into my ass when she wrote, "look at your cock, that is the hardest i have ever seen it!" She was right, i was hard like an 18 year old and drooling pre-cum. She told me to rock back and forth on it which i did to some very unique sensations. The she told me to stroke myself and i came within seconds. She was not happy and logged out abruptly.
The next day i followed my ritual of stripping and bowing before the camera and as i was getting up a message popped up. "Get the ass plug and put it in....it will be your friend for the day." I did as i was told and as soon as i had it in she told me it was to remain there for the day and that she would periodically check to make sure i was following orders. She also noted that my cock was very hard again. I left it in the whole day; stripping and showing her whenever she wanted. It was humiliating, but so sexy.
Over the next few weeks she continued with her assignments, including having to watch gay porn for at least ten minutes a day. I had always enjoyed porn and gay porn too...it was erotic for me in my vanilla world and i loved being told to do so. She had me do things like color my nipples green with a sharpie on a day that i was going to the gym. She had me shave my balls for her and trim myself. She had me save cum loads and drink it for her. Then she told me she was sending me on a field trip. She gave me an address in Berkeley, CA which is about two hours from my house. She told me to take money and be smart. I had know idea where i was going or what i was doing. I drove up and found parking about a block away and walked to the address and entered. A sign about the door simply said "Steamworks". I entered and paid an attendant who gave me a key to my room...a spa? The music was load and had an almost tribal beat...men were walking around in nothing but towels and some simply nude...shit what was she doing to me. I was frightened but intrigued. I walked back through the maze and found room 331 and entered. It was a small cubicle, almost like a prison cell with a small bed and a TV showing two guys in leather getting sucked by and fucking a naked man. My head was spinning and i sat on the bed and nearly collapsed. I must have laid there for an hour when my phone rang with a text message. It was her, she had my cell,but we had never communicated this way. The message was short and simple..."Suck Cock." She wanted me to take a man in my mouth! I was dubious but fully aroused. Before I changed my mind, I stood up, stripped naked and entered a new world.
My cock was at attention as I began to explore. In my hurry, I left my towel in my room so I was now fully exposed. As I walked, men leered and some reach out and stroked my erection. I meandered thru the maze of glory holes, swings, benches and catwalks. There were men at every turn, some simply lurking others engaged in activity. My mind was racing, why was this so hot...I stopped to take it in and soon a man was standing by me...his hand reached over and began to fondle me. I did the same...a man's cock in my hand, what the hell was I doing? Mistress would be proud.
My mission was to suck a cock and I would not let her down, it was important to show her that i would do anything for her. I went to the catwalk and took the lower side. The floor was built with railings so men could display their junk while the guys on the lower part could suck them. I stood there and soon a man came to the rail and exposed his penis. He was soft and looked clean...so i took his balls in my hand and cock in my mouth. I could feel myself get even harder...I tried to emulate what I had seen in movies...I closed my eyes and bobbed up and down on him. I opened and noticed there were 5 or 6 guys watching. i let my hands roam his body as i would if i were licking a woman. Soon another guy approached and i stroked him with a free hand. My mouth was getting tired but i was passionate and enjoying myself. i could feel men walking behind me, some stopping to fondle and finger my ass. The taste in my mouth of cock, salty. Soon he began to pump my face and i gagged as i felt and tasted his cum. i took it and tasted and experienced it. Then without warning the other guy spewed in my hand and the side of my face. two for two! I took the cum in my hand and began to jerk myself off and within seconds i too had an orgasm. Dutifully, I ate my cum. The excitement was subsiding and i was feeling very our of place and uncomfortable. I hustled to the showers to get the semen off me and out of my hair. I dressed quickly and hurried to my car. Once there, i took a deep breath to take in what i had just done. i swear while i was sucking cock i could here her saying "That's it, good boy, suck that cock, deeper..."
I checked my phone and there was another message..."You are a faggot...I will help you discover it...you are my kinky little manslut...more to follow..."
She had pushed my boundaries and I complied, what could be next?
Part 2…
I had a 2 hour drive home to take in and ponder just what i had done. Her message told me I was simply kinky and that there was more to come. I had already exceeded every boundary i thought i had. Sucking another man's cock? Never. But, now, she had made me into a cock sucker. It was titillating knowing she had such a power over me, that she could make me do things I found forbidden and make me feel good about them. From the ritualistic stripping and bowing before the web-cam on a a daily basis to now sucking and jacking off men. I must admit when i was strolling naked and erect through a maze of men, i felt power...freedom, really, that she had allowed me. It was late when I got home and she texted me one last time..."Good night, my cocksucker, ;)"...
The next morning I rolled into my office, made sure my shades were closed and door locked. I stripped and bowed to her. Immediately a message came up, as though she had been waiting for me...she wanted the details! She asked me questions and i answered her openly and honestly. Did I feel humiliated? How did the size of my cock compare? Did I swallow? Was I turned on? Did I cum? Did I enjoy men viewing and interacting with me in a sexual way? How did I feel? She controlled me, she plainly stated that. She was curious about my reaction, but really wanted me to know she could have me do things i hadn't imagined. The next few weeks were fun...delving into my hidden fantasies. She had other missions she sent me on, although none like going to the men's spa. She had me wear no underwear and do business with my zipper open. She had me eat lunch at a Gay bar and wanted to know if anyone had hit on me...the answer was yes...was I tempted...again, yes...surprising, thrilling...She again had me shave, leaving a small trimmed bush around my cock only. Many of her assignments involved the butt plug she had made me buy. She sent me to the Adult store again and had me buy a cock ring and nipple clamps. She had me model them for her and made me wear them under my clothing. Then for a week she made me watch porn and would not allow me to masturbate, but the butt plug was always in place!
After a week without ejaculating...she sent me my mission..."back to the club, cocksucker...your instructions will follow." I started my travels, my cock already hard. I had time to think and wonder what she was up to this time. I was excited and my cock head was already drooling...how could this be...I'm not gay, but the thought of gay sex was getting me so horny, i didn't know if i would make it. I think it was the absolution of control, becoming her slut in anyway she desired. About half way there she texted me the first part. I was to go into the club, find a partner and take a photo with my phone of the two of us kissing...that may not sound like a big deal, since i had already sucked a guy off, but kissing seemed even more personal somehow. My heart raced, how was I going to do this. The routine was the same...paid, stripped, showered and cruised...
I felt comfortable strolling about, nude and hard. I went thru the building flaunting my cock for all to see. I took my hetero (mostly) humiliation and turned it into confidence. Most of the men were in towels but i again chose to be fully naked. There were some guys sitting on a bench watching man on man porn and masturbating. I stood and watched them watching a movie, thinking why don't they all just fuck or suck or something, rather than watch a film? Just then a guy, also fully nude, came and stood by me and leaned back on the wall. He was still flaccid and could not take his eyes from my cock. He reached over and gently but firmly squeezed my balls. A deft touch and in that small move, i know he knew his way around a man's body. Soon he was standing in front of me, the head of my cock rubbing his, which was beginning to get hard. He leaned in and kissed my neck and licked a path to my nipples, which he in turned licked, sucked and bit. Then we were face to face and he kissed my mouth. It was odd, because i could feel his whiskers rubbing against mine and his mouth was much more aggressive then I was used to. I pulled back slightly but followed..."Do you have a room?" he asked and soon he was following me to my cell sized room. He began to kiss me and his hands roamed my body, as soon as we entered. I was really no sure how to respond, this was different than the random bj i had given, so I closed my eyes and imagined it was my Mistress.
I remembered my mission and pushed away. I explained to him that i was very inexperienced and that i actually was a sub to a female domme and on a mission. He chuckled but i could tell that he was more than intrigued...Soon we were locked in a full kiss and I was snapping away with my phone cam. The pic I sent her was from a downward angle so she could see our full kiss but also that our naked bodies were pressed against each other. I will admit I was hot and it was a hot picture, I actually have saved it! Within seconds, she texted back..."What took so long, my little fag...now let him fuck you...yes, he sticks it in you...enjoy, ha, ha!"
I read the text out loud. He laughed and grabbed my ass, pulling me into him so our cocks rubbed together. I closed my eyes and kissed him, still imaging he was a woman...but as he began to finger my ass, i knew i was in for another life changing experience...He laid me down on the small bed and began to kiss me even more passionately. He played with my body and I returned the favor. Gently, he pushed my head down toward his groin, indicating that he wanted me to suck his cock. I moved down his body, much like I would with a woman, stopping to suck his nipples and licking his belly. His cock was similar to mine, quite thick and perhaps slightly longer. I didn't know what I was doing so I simply plunged in, grabbing the base of his dick and putting the head in my mouth. He offered instructions, knowing my inexperience; "...slow down...firm strokes...play with my balls..." Soon his breath became deep and rhythmic and he pulled out of my mouth. He pulled me up so i was laying atop and kissed me...the whole time, i could feel his cock rubbing against my hole. I am not sure if he was doing this to tease and excite me or if it was just because of the position we were in. I could feel my ass clenching as the very tip of his cock rubbed over me.
Then, in a quick move, he slid from under me, flipped me over and I was on the bottom. He was between my legs and i instinctively wrapped them around his back as he leaned down and kissed me. He thrust his cock against mine and I wanted him inside me. He knew and asked..."are you ready, are you sure?" I could only manage a whisper as I nearly pleaded with him, "Yes, please...fuck me..." He kneeled between my legs and reached to the table for a condom and lube, while my mind raced. He rolled the condom over his erection, an act that was so sexy I wanted to cum right them...he then took the lube and slathered it on his cock then on my ass. The cool gel made me quiver and as he slid a finger in me my body shook. He leaned in and kissed me, then draped my legs over his shoulders exposing my little, tight boy pussy. He placed his cock head at my pussy and slowly began pushing inside of me. I felt the pain of being stretched and winced; he stopped and allowed my cunt to adjust. Then slightly pushing again and with each push I thought he was tearing me apart, but as I relaxed and my body adjusted, i wanted him all the way inside. He was patient and took his time which only increased the eroticism of the moment. After several minutes he had reached the hilt; I could tell because i could feel the hair from his tightly trimmed pubic area rubbing against me and his testicles resting against my ass. He stayed still, letting me feel every inch of him...looking me deep in the eye. I looked down at my cock and balls, now so tightly drawn up against my body. It was as though I was viewing this scene remotely, that could not be my ass being split in two by a cock.
He slowly began to retreat, gently, then thrust forward. Very slowly, without wasted motion and taking care to not hurt me. Slow...steady...deep...as he pulled out, my ass clutched at him to pull him back into me...I was in another world with each thrust, I was deeper into my subconscious. Soon he quickened the pace....my arms were above my head in a submissive pose as he now fucked me hard. I tightened and loosened my rectum's grip and he fucked my smoothly and deep....I have heard of a man's g-spot but never experienced anything like what happened next. His body was tightening and he was nearing climax, when without warning and without a single touch to my swollen cock, I began to spew cum on my chest. When he saw the first explosion of white cumming from my cock...he was over the edge and ejaculated into me...and collapsed...with a finger he cleaned my chest of cum and put it in my mouth...Mistress would have been proud...it happened almost as though she had planned it...I was now fully aware of my man cravings and needs…I wanted more and would soon have it.
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