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November 16, 2023 - Horny Bi Guy's FIRST VISIT



PART ONE

A new guy stopped by today. He is a horny bi Guy from a town about an hour or so away from me. He has been reading my stories and asked for a visit. He is definitely a HORNY Bi GUY ! The day after THIS visit and he was already asking for another visit.

We had talked a while on FETLIFE about his fantasies, so he knew what to expect today. Plus he had been reading my stories, THESE stories, which all seemed to excited him.

I knew he was into leather, so had a treat for him. When he arrived he found me in a very long terry cloth bathrobe. I probably looked like a monk. But I had a surprise hidden under the bathrobe, but he was not going to get to see it YET.

I met him in the driveway since it was his first visit and brought him inside. Within a few seconds I was ordering him to strip… which he complied to immediately.

I put velcro wrist restraints on him and told him to kneel. Once he was kneeling on the floor in front of me, I put a leather hood over his head, making certain his mouth appeared in the opening. I knew my cock would be going through that hole very shortly.

I walked around behind him and laced up the leather mask. Starting at the top working my way to the neck of the mask, I tightened the mask up. Even as tight as I could get it, I found that the mask was still a little loose on his head. I thought this might become a problem of shifting around on his head later, which I think shift around a bit throughout our visit.

After the mask was secured, I leaned over him from behind and played with his nipples a bit which made him moan. I put a dog collar around his neck, I had plans for that a bit later also.

Still behind him, I reached down and secured his hands together behind his back. I played with his nipples a bit for a moment and then walked around in front of him.

His eyes were watching my every movement through the eye openings in the leather hood. I grabbed my leather Muir Cap and put it on my head, adjusting the brim of the hat to almost cover my eyes. It is an ominous look. Then dropped the bathroom to expose that I was only wearing a leather harness and a leather jock. Actually it's a two-piece cod piece, but we'll get to that later.

He was still on his knees as I walked up close to him and I pulled him in tight to me. I was pushing his face into my crotch. I could hear him inhaling the scent of the leather cod piece. Inhaling my scent.

I put on my leather gloves and walked behind him. With one leather clad glove I covered his mouth and nose. Not necessarily to restrict breathing, but just to give him the scent of the leather. I knew this would turn him on. With the other hand I reach down and started pinching his nipples. He was already moaning and ecstasy and I noticed he was breathing very hard from what I can only assume was the excitement.

I reached down and stroked his cock with my other leather gloved hand. He was as hard as a rock. He was definitely enjoying the scene already… and we had only just begun.

I pulled away the hand that was covering his mouth, and introduced two fingers of my gloved hand to his lips. Using the two fingers, I separated his lips and he immediately got the idea to open his mouth. When he opened his mouth I shoved two fingers into his mouth and onto his tongue. He started to lick and lap at the leather that was now in his mouth.

The hand that was on his cock returned to his nipples. I think at one point while not playing with his nipples I grabbed the collar from behind and gave it a tug to make sure he was at full attention while on his knees as my fingers continue to probe his mouth.

I walked away from him and reclined on the couch. I beckoned him over. With his hands still clasped behind his back, he crawled over on his knees. His hard dick bouncing and swaying from side to side as he made his way to the couch.

The codpiece is almost like a leather jock that has a hole for my cock and balls to pop through. And then a leather pouch snaps over it with 6 snaps. The leather pouch covering my cock and balls. It's actually difficult to keep my balls from popping backwards toward my body through the opening in the jock portion, so today I also was wearing a rubber cock ring.

Once he made it to the couch I pulled him down onto the outer pouch of the codpiece. I told him to lick it and sniff it. I told him to take time and enjoy the smell and sensation. Knowing that he enjoyed the sense and smell of leather, I knew this would really excite him. And it did.

He inhaled deeply smelling a combination of the leather, my crotch, my cock, and my balls. He licked around the edges getting a taste of my skin. I slid down on the couch a bit as his tongue continue to lick around the edges of the leather until his tongue found my taint. His tongue eventually bathed the entire leather codpiece.

My cock was straining inside the pouch, so I pushed him away so he could watch as I unsnapped one of the snaps, and then another snap, then another. I think it was at that moment that he realized what the cod piece was, and how it was made. How the outer leather was hiding my cock and balls, but there was still leather behind my cock and balls, still leather to smell and appreciate. I pulled the rest of the snaps off exposing my cock and balls.



I pulled him down onto my cock. His hand were still locked behind his back, he was completely at my mercy. If I pulled his head down onto my cock, he could only use his stomach muscles and back muscles to pull away. He could not push off on the couch using his hands as they were still bound behind his back. This just made it even more exciting for both of us.

I started bucking and thrusting my hips pushing my cock farther into his throat. Grabbing the back of his masked head pulling down simultaneously. He gagged quite a bit at times which only made me harder.

I pulled him off my cock and leaned forward on the couch and let him lick the chest harness that I was wearing. He licked my nipples a few times. Then he said his knees were starting to hurt, so I said, "Let's head downstairs for a bit."



PART TWO

We headed downstairs for a short visit. When we got downstairs he looked around at the dungeon. There is a short stockade, a sling, a fuck bench, a rimming seat, and plenty of toys. I turned him face forward to the Saint Andrew's Cross and pushed him against the padded black leather that covers the cross. Using the velcro wrist restraints that I had put on him earlier, I extended his arms above his head to chains hanging from the ceiling. He was now spread out on the large "X."

I reached around and squeezed his nipples with my leather gloved hands. I ran the leather gloves all over his body, caressing him, gently massaging his shoulders, reaching around in front and playing with his cock. He continued to moan in delight as he smelled all the leather around him. I could hear his breathing rate grow faster and heavier. He was almost hyperventilating.

I got a short penis shaped gag and forced it in his mouth. I secured it behind his head with the buckle making sure it was nice and tight. His moans turned into muffled grunts. I ran my hands across his body again, making certain not to miss his cock. Then gave him a few swats to the ass with my leather clad hand.

I got my favorite flogger down and started flogging his back. I started just below the shoulder blades and went straight down to his buttocks. Then I switched to the other shoulder blade straight down to that matching buttock.

I teach a class at CLAW (Cleveland Leather Awareness Weekend) each year about flogging safety. I don't hit the spine. I don't criss cross. I don't wildly flog. I'm very precise at what I do. When I'm done if there's a red stripe down the left and a red stripe down the right with a clear light skin color down the center where the spine is, then, I've done my job properly.

I continued to flog him watching his body language, watching his hands, watching if he was getting on his tiptoes. Those are all signs that I'm reaching his limit, but from the muffled sounds he was making through the cock shaped gag in his mouth, he was enjoying this immensely. I was too!

I continued to flog from just below his shoulder blades all the way down to his buttocks. That was lighting up like a bright red Christmas light. His body jumped with each strike, but I could clearly see he was enjoying himself.

He started to push his ass out toward me which told me he wanted his ass cheeks flogged. So I started concentrating on that area. I have a unique skill that I can hit the left cheek, or the right cheek, or both. I can get them a hard hit, or just a light brush with the tips of the tails of the flogger. Using only the tips creates quite a sting.

After concentrating on his ass for a bit, I decided to give him some aftercare, even though we were far from being done on the cross. I caressed his back, gave him a rub down, reached around and played with his nipples and then reached down to his cock which was standing at full attention. Using the leather glove I stroked his cock, edging him, teasing him.

I pulled the leather gloves off and started playing with his ass. My finger found his tight puckered hole. I reached behind myself and grabbed some lube and poured it on my fingers. My fingers found his hole again, so I started to play. First just around the edges of his hole but soon he found two fingers forcing his ass open.

With my right hand I was playing with his ass, with my left hand I was squeezing his throat. Not quite cutting off air, but definitely letting him know who was in control. I continue to read his body language and it told me he was doing just fine. In fact he was pushing his ass back out toward me to swallow my finger deeper and deeper.

I licked, and nibbled, and bit at his neck. I was shoving my fingers in his mouth with one hand, while continuing to finger his ass with the other hand. His hands were still restrained high above his body on the padded cross that he was leaning against. My hand moved from his mouth to his nipples. I pinched hard, he let another muffled moan out into the gag.

I started getting a bit more rough on his ass, shoving my fingers deeper into his hole. He leaned his body back against me, his wrists still secured to chains hanging from the ceiling but his body now leaning back off of the cross against my body.

I stepped away and grabbed the flogger. I pushed him against the cross again and started flogging his back. It was as I had hoped. His back was red on each side and white down the middle. I flogged his back and his ass until he started to jump. I knew that I was reaching a limit but I wanted to push him just a little further.

I stopped for just a moment and fingered his ass again. There was still enough lube on his hole that my fingers slid in easily.

I hung up the flogger and grabbed a riding crop and began spanking his ass cheeks with it. I struck that "extra special space" at the bottom of the ass cheek. I call it the toilet seat region. It's where your ass rests on the toilet seat when you're sitting on the toilet. I want that area to sting so that tomorrow when he's using the bathroom, he feels the ache on his ass at that exact location.

I hung the riding crop back up and started fingering his ass again. I was reaching around playing with his cock, playing with his nipples, shoving my finger in his throat, playing with his entire body. At one point his cock was leaking precum and I was able to get a finger full of his precum and shove it in his mouth.

I started grinding my hips against his ass as I rubbed his back, massaging his shoulders. I reached around and played with his cock as I continued to grind into him. As I played with his cock he began to push his ass back into my crotch. We were definitely in sync.

I put the leather gloves back on (since I knew how much he loved the leather) and then disconnected him from the chains hanging from the ceiling. Sometimes people get light-headed from flogging and spanking, so I held him in my arms for a few minutes facing away from me while he was still leaning on the cross. I made sure he was stable and had all his senses.

Then I turned him around. Still holding him, I played with his nipples a bit. Then I reached behind the leather hood and unbuckled the cock gag and tossed it to the floor. I replaced the cock gag with my tongue. My arms wrapped around his neck as I pulled him into me, as I continued assaulting his mouth with my tongue.

His hands reached around and caressed my back. I could feel his hands tracing the leather harness that I was wearing. I checked once again that he had all of his senses, that he was stable on his feet, and then told him it's time to head upstairs to the bedroom.



PART THREE

My cock and balls were still hanging free from the hole in the cod piece jock. I was still wearing my leather harness, leather gloves, and Meir cap as we headed to the bedroom. While heading upstairs to the bedroom, I snapped the leather pouch back onto the front of the jock cod piece, covering my cock and balls once again. I plopped down on the bed on my back and told him to come enjoy the jock. He didn't have to be asked twice. He immediately climbed between my legs and started sniffing and licking at the cod piece.

He laid comfortably between my legs exploring every inch of the codpiece. His legs were hanging off the bottom of my bed. His tongue protruding through the leather mask was licking the cod piece. He was getting a double taste of leather from the mask and the cod piece. He got up on all fours to be able to deep throat my cock even more.

I grabbed my phone and started snapping photos. It was such a nice view from my angle. I was enjoying it, and my cock straining against the pouch was proving it.



After just a few moments, I pushed his head off the codpiece and began to unsnap the pouch. Starting along one edge of the pouch I opened the snaps, and then across the top allowing me to fold the leather back, allowing my cock to spring free. He immediately dove onto my cock, but I pushed him off again as I continued pulling until all of the snaps were loose and I pulled the pouch off completely. Thinking back, I should have shoved the cup shaped pouch over his mouth and nose. He would have been in Heaven.

My cock was now popping out through the hole in the middle of the jock. The cock ring was still keeping my balls from pulling back toward my body, pulling themselves through the hole in the jock. This has always been a problem with me for some reason. But the cock ring seemed to be working today.

He bobbed up and down on my cock, sometimes rocking forward and back. I think as he was rocking forward and back he was actually enjoying the sensation of his cock rubbing against the bed. But I'm not sure, it's only a guess.

Occasionally, I would grab the sides of the leather hood that was covering his head and control the speed and depth of my blowjob. Or, I would just grab the back and pull him until my entire cock disappeared down his throat. Sometimes he would gag and his entire body with arch but he never pulled his throat completely off my cock.

As I mentioned earlier in the story, there were times that the leather hood shifted. I might have to get a smaller leather hood.

I grabbed the camera and snapped some more photos. Watching him suck my cock, watching my cock disappear into the mouth hole of the leather hood, watching his body bob up and down, all was incredible to watch. I took my cap off and sat it on the top of the bed.

I grabbed him by the sides of the head and pulled him up onto my chest. On his way up he licked and teased me, starting at my belly button, working up to the hairy patch on my chest, visiting my nipples for just a moment before he started licking the leather harness.

When he had gotten a good taste of the leather harness, I pulled him up higher until our mouths met. My tongue darted out exploring his mouth. I was holding him by the back of the head guiding his position as I probed his mouth with my tongue. I rubbed and caressed his back with the leather gloves as we continued making out like school boys.

I pushed his head sideways into my armpit. He started licking and sniffing my pit. I held him deep in my armpit for a moment or two as he cleaned up the sweat that had been created from the previous 45 minutes of playtime.

I pulled him back over and started kissing him again. As our chests were pressed together, my cock would occasionally slide up and down near the crack of his ass. My hands continued caressing his back with the leather gloves. I pushed him back down to my nipples, where he gave them a lick and a bit of a nibble. I think at one point he found my neck and started licking and nibbling it as well.

I was still laying on my back in bed, he was laying on top of me as we explored each other's mouths. His breathing was heavy. From the sound of his breathing, I'm sure he was enjoying himself, I was too.

While I continued to lay flat on my back in bed, I pushed him upright so he was sitting upright on my hips. I rubbed and caressed his chest. I could tell he enjoyed the feeling of the leather gloves on his chest. And I grabbed his nipples and started pinching them. The leather gloves gave me a lot of traction to pinch and twist his nipples.

He started to gyrate on the crotch. He started bouncing up and down a bit. I reached down and started to stroke his cock with a leather glove. Knowing his infatuation with leather, I'm surprised he did not blow a load right then and there. He leaned forward slightly and grabbed my harness. It was almost as if he was riding a horse and he was grabbing it by the reins of the horses bridle.

I extended two fingers and pointed toward the mouth opening of the leather hood. He instinctively leaned forward taking the fingers into his mouth. I shove them deep in his mouth and down the back of his throat. I actually couldn't get my fingers any deeper as my fingers curved down the back of his throat. He gagged once or twice and some spit came up, so with the spit on the fingers of the glove, I reached down and pinched his nipple hard.

He threw his head back and moaned. When I let go of the nipple, he leaned forward again with his mouth open so I could shove my fingers down his throat again. He was leaning forward hard, with much pressure, trying to get as much of my fingers down his throat as possible.

I didn't want to get him too excited, so eventually I pulled my fingers out and just laid my hands to my side and I relaxed for a few moments. He explored my body with his hands while continuing to ride me. My cock teasingly sliding past his hole.

I told him to let me up and to get on all fours. I told him to put his ass toward the bottom of the bed, and his head toward the top of the bed. While still wearing the gloves, I put some lube on the fingers and started to lube his hole. It either startled him or was cold because he jumped almost a foot. My evil laugh slipped out.

Once his ass was well lubed, I grabbed the large metal hook with the ball on the end. I lubed the ball and slid it up and down the crack of his ass teasing his hole. I would push it in a bit, then pull it back out. Push it in a bit further, and pop it completely out again. Eventually I push the hook all the way in his ass.

The other end of the hook has a rope tied to it. I pulled the rope up to the collar that he was wearing around his neck. I told him to arch his back a bit as I tied the rope to the collar with a slip knot. He was probably at about a 45° angle, leaning back, as I tightened the rope between the collar and the ass hook.

My balls had somehow freed themselves from the cock ring and slipped behind the codpiece. I knew it would happen eventually, so I stepped out of the codpiece. My leather inventory was starting to dwindle. My cap was on the back of the bed and the cod piece/jock was now laying on the floor. But I'm sure he was getting enough leather. I'm sure he was content. And from the sounds he was making, I'm sure he was happy.

I laid back in bed with freed up cock and balls in front of him. He leaned forward to take my cock in his mouth. The act of leaning forward tightened the rope that was between the collar and the hook. As the rope tightened, the hook pulled tighter into his ass like a fish caught on a fish hook.

He let out a soft moan and for a split second leaned back again, but then he realized when he moved forward he was tugging at his own ass. This is a simple form of predicament bondage. His movements were causing his own consequences.

Soon he got into the rhythm of leaning forward onto my cock as the rope pulled at the hook. I grabbed behind the mask and pushed his throat deeper onto my cock. He was choking and slobbering but enjoying every bit of it. I grabbed my phone again and took some pictures of the rope going from the collar to the hook in his ass.



I reached back and grabbed the rope with my hand and gave it a tug. This of course caused the hook to penetrate him even more. My cock was deep in his throat as I was yanking and pulling on the rope. It's one of the favorite things that I like to do. Knowing that with each hard yank of the rope, it thrusts the hook farther up his ass, which causes his throat to take every bit of my cock as deep as possible.

Then I had a first. Something that has NEVER happened before. The knot tying the hook to the rope slipped free. I was pulling so hard on the rope, I actually pulled the knot out. So we took a moment, I rolled off the bed, and tied the rope back in place onto the hook.

He actually requested that as I tie the rope at the top back to the collar, that I tied it tighter than it was before. He was definitely enjoying the hook. So after tying the rope back to the hook and tightly to the back of the collar, I climbed in front of him again and pulled his head down on my cock.

He started diving on my cock again as I reached back and grabbed the rope and pulled it hard. His muffled moans vibrated around my cock. I could feel spit all over my balls and sliding down the crack of my ass from all the choking he was doing. I was laughing at him with my evil menacing laugh that I have. My laugh sounds like it belongs in a horror movie.

I bucked my hips deep into his throat. He had given me a challenge during our previous conversations that he'd love to feel the back of his throat bruised. I was doing everything I could to fulfill his fantasy.

I flipped my legs up onto his back, using him like furniture. This also allowed me to buck my hips harder, thrusting my cock deep into the back of his throat. I took a few more snapshots with the camera as I pulled on the rope, jerking the rope a few times, penetrating his ass with the hook.

Then without warning he lurched up off of my cock. He started apologizing profusely. I had no clue what he was apologizing for. He just kept saying, "I'm sorry sir, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry."

Then he told me what had happened. He had orgasmed all over the bed from the sensation of the hook up his ass and my cock in his mouth.

I got off the bed and grabbed some towels and threw over the mess that he made. As I think back to the situation, I wished I had scooped up his cum with the leather gloves and fed him his cum. I could have made him lick the leather gloves clean. I think he startled me with all the apologies, and that threw me a bit. I normally don't miss an opportunity like that. But I'll remember it for the future.



PART FOUR

While I was out of the bed, I decided we were going to change positions. I told him to lay flat on his back in the bed. His head to the top and feet to the bottom. He still had the velcro wrist restraints on from earlier in the basement on the Saint Andrews Cross. I connected them to the ratchet ropes on the top of the bed. Click click click clickity click, as the ropes tightened and pulled his hands and arms up to the top corners of the bed.

I grabbed two more velcro restraints and attached to his ankles. I attached the ropes on the bottom of the bed and tightened them. Click click click again as it pulled his legs down flat. He had previously told me he enjoys tight bondage, so I pulled them as hard as I could. Even though he had an orgasm, I was impressed to see that his cock was still hard and standing straight for the ceiling.

I came to the side of the bed and climbed on top of him. One of my knees in each of his armpits. My cock dangling in front of the hole on the front of the leather hood leading to his mouth. I leaned forward giving him a taste of my cock again. Since I had been standing up for a moment, I'm pretty sure there had to have been at least a few drops of pre-cum oozing out.

I leaned forward with my arms on the back of the bed, pushing all my weight on his face, forcing my cock into the back of his throat.

While putting most of my weight on my knees, I pivoted my lower leg and feet around until they were touching his cock. I was able to maneuver and manipulate my feet and toes to play with his cock and balls, while simultaneously thrusting my cock down his throat.

I remember the sound of the gulps and gags as I would shove my cock hard into his throat. The sounds he was making, the gurgling and choking, was such a turn on, that I knew I wouldn't last long. But I continued throat fucking him hard.

When I felt myself getting too close to an orgasm I would back off, or pull my cock completely out. Manipulate his cock with my feet and toes for a moment, then lean forward and feed him my cock again. I looked down at him and although the leather hood had shifted, I could see his eyes looking back up at me. He had such an incredible subservient look in his eyes as he looked up at me while I was doing my best to bruise the back of his throat.

I pulled out a few more times, taking a break. Not to give the back of his throat a rest, but to keep me from having an orgasm too quickly. I knew the longer that we played, the larger of a load I would be feeding him.

I grabbed the camera and snapped a few pictures of my cock sliding in and out of the leather hood. A few pictures of my cock disappearing into his throat. A few pictures of his pathetic eyes looking up at me with nothing but gratitude that I was allowing him to service me.

I wasn't done with him yet...



PART FIVE

I hopped off the bed and grabbed a soft piece of rope. I tied it around his cock and balls. I wrapped around and around. Almost like a cock ring, sometimes wrapping around his cock, sometimes his balls, sometimes both. His cock was stiff as I tightened the rope which made the trapped blood in his cock swell and make him even harder.



It was a wonderful sight, so of course I had to use my phone and get a couple pictures. I noticed he leaned his head forward so he could see what I was doing to his cock with the rope. I'm not sure if he had ever had his cock and balls tied up like this before.

But I was going to take him a step farther. I grabbed a bungee cord and hooked one end of the bungee cord to the rope under his balls. I stretched it to the end of the bed, off the mattress, into the framework beneath the bed. The bungee was tight. Very tight. I wasn't sure if it was too tight but he wasn't complaining. I snapped a few more pictures.



Now each time he moved or his body jerked, the bungee would pull on the rope tied around his cock and balls.

I climbed back onto his chest. A knee in each of his armpits again and leaned forward feeding him my cock. I had gotten a bit limp while tying up his balls, so I enjoyed letting him suck on my cock and feeling it grow inside his mouth again.

For some reason that such a wonderful feeling. Pushing my cock all the way in his throat and he's not quite gagging like before. But as my cock gets harder and harder, longer and longer, the choking and gagging gets louder and louder, like it was before.

Each time I shook the bed while fucking his face and knew the bungee cord was pulling at his balls. He was moaning and slobbering, choking and coughing. I was in heaven. I knew I wouldn't last too long.

Eventually it was all too much for me. I couldn't hold back much longer. So I used every muscle in my body to pound his throat hard. I think I told him he was about to get my load. I felt every muscle in my body start to tense up. It was time. We had been playing in the bedroom for nearly 45 minutes and probably another 45 minutes on the couch and basement before that. It was time to let my load out. It was time to orgasm.

I felt my balls tighten up, as I felt the first surges of my orgasm shooting into his mouth. I let out an animalistic growl. I'm sure that I sounded like a prehistoric animal on the hunt. I pulled my cock out a bit, so it wasn't pounding the back of his throat. I wanted to give him an opportunity to taste my seed. I wanted him to savor it in his mouth for just a moment before he swallowed. But I also knew there were many more squirts of cum to come. I knew he better start swallowing quickly if he wanted it all.

Later he told me "It was a HUGE load that I almost didn't get all the way down."

I rested there for a moment or two, my cock was done with its orgasms, but I'm sure my cock was still draining a last few squirts of cum into his mouth. I caught my breath as he tried to finish swallowing all my cum so that he could finally get a breath of air. After a moment, I regained my bodily control and climbed off of him.

I watched for a moment as he fought to get the last couple swallows without coughing or choking. Then I leaned down and kissed him hard. My tongue probed his mouth. I could taste myself in his mouth. I could taste that sweet salty nectar that I had filled his mouth with. His tongue darted back into my mouth as we explored.

Not wanting to keep his balls tied up too long, I broke our passionate kiss and reached down and untied his cock and balls. The bungee cord snapped to the floor.

I leaned in and kissed him again, then reach down and played with his cock. I was fucking exhausted. I needed a bit of a rest. I unhooked his right arm and climbed in bed next to him. I told him I just needed to catch my breath. The reason I had unhooked his right arm was so I could lay on that side of the bed without crushing his arm. But he didn't waste that freedom, he reached down and started playing with my cock.

After we rested a while, I unhooked him from the bed and we called it a day. I think he was happy he came for a visit.