A Young Gay Dominant's Adventures in DC
A young gay bear is learning to be dominant in DC. His real life adventures are posted here. Unless otherwise stated, all of these entries are initial sessions with submissives. I spend time learning my sub's psychology to choose activities we both enjoy.
Friday, January 30, 2015
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Location:
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Friday, January 16, 2015
Full Fetish Part 3
As I stood ready to fuck the first of at least three other
holes that night I suddenly took in my surroundings. I realized there were
couches ringing the slings. The other two were occupied, one by a pair doing
fisting and the other by some leather daddies. The couches were now full of
shoulder to shoulder men stroking their cocks of various sizes. Some of them
were men that were watching me in the circle. I also noticed that a set of
large speakers were behind me pumping out music I could feel through the
plywood beneath my feet. I snapped back into myself and pushed against the hole
in front of me.
I met
with some resistance but it was clear that Goatee had loosened the hole up a
bit and ultimately I pushed all the way to the base in a single motion. I
hadn’t jerked off in 3 days at this point and I could feel my orgasm bubbling
and gave it a moment. Then I focused and started my pump. I realized that I was
standing on a rough surface and had really good traction. I gripped the chains
and started using them to pull the bottom close during a rhythmic fuck. Then I
realized with his mass it would be difficult to pick up the pace too much
without doing all the work. Instead I made the fuck rough. I must have been the
height the sling was designed for because my dick perfectly aligned with his
hole allowing me to pull all the way out and go straight back in without
catching.
“Give
it to him daddy!” shouted the Asian with a fro. I smiled, leaned in over the
giant (intentionally pushing into him the furthest I could) and said “Who said
you could talk faggot? Get back to work!” I smiled when I said this. He smiled
as well and returned to the nipple but watched attentively. I continued the
slam fuck for a while but it was getting rough on my knees and thighs. I
switched it up to a slower pump and then when I felt my legs were more rested
adjusted to get ready for a rapid pounding. I set off with light quick strokes
in his hole and he really seemed to enjoy that. I took the opportunity to grip
his dick and jack it. It didn’t take long before his hips started bucking
against my hand as I slammed into him and POP a load coated his abs. It wasn’t
especially large, he’d probably blown at least once tonight.
I
reached out and grabbed his hand to help pull him to his feet. He wobbled a
moment but caught himself. “Sir, thank you for the dick. Would you be open to a
repeat performance this weekend?” he said. I reached into my wallet and
produced a business card. It had my kink info on it as well as the name of the
event we met at written on the back. He examined the card and slipped it into
his boot and left. I heard the chains rattle and saw the black jock had climbed
into the sling. I looked at the goateed guy and he immediately set to prepping
the black guy’s hole. He worked his fingers in for a second or two and then
pulled out. “His hole is already ready, Sir.” he reported. I leaned to look at
the guy in the sling and he had a grin on his face. Not wanting a repeat of the
awkwardness of the giant’s actions I set afro Asian and goatee guy to make out
with each other. “Prepare each other’s holes.” I instructed.
I slid
into his slick ass. It was tighter than the giant’s but not so much so I was
unable to get in (who hasn’t had that problem?) Once all the way in I leaned
over and brought my hand behind his head and brought him forward to touch
foreheads. “Gimme that white dick, Sir.” He growled and tightened his ass
around my dick. I started a slower fuck and kept our foreheads touched together
looking him in the eyes. “I wanted this the instant I saw you, Sir. I thought
I’d have to wait around forever for a one on one with you.” He gasped suddenly
as my dick missed his hole on an entry and I repositioned it and slid back in.
“I’ve been looking forward to this too. My nipples love you and that tight ass
of yours was taunting me while you bit down.” I said my throat becoming dry.
“Did you blow your load?” he asked.
“No. You want my load in you?” I asked.
His face scrunched up in an odd expression. “I have a
boyfriend, Sir. I’m already breaking some rules, Sir. I want it, Sir but I’m
afraid…”
“Don’t stress, boy. Let’s just enjoy the moment. I won’t
give you my load.” I said.
He closed his eyes, face shrouded
with conflict. I kissed his forehead and kept going. I could see him
relax. I resumed my standing position
pulling away and noticed rope burns on his nutsack. I grabbed the mark between
my thumb and forefinger and squeezed. I heard a hiss and saw him smile. “Thank
you, Sir!” he shouted over the speakers. I decided to push it a bit and this
time pinched down with my fingernails, another hiss and a strained smile. I
continued my fucking for a bit. His ass felt great. His hole was shaved and I
think he’d done it earlier that day because I was starting to feel the burn of
5 o’clock ass shadow grinding away on my dick. Since I wasn’t going to cum, I
pulled out and gave him a kiss on the lips, then helped him up. “Sir, may I ask
what you gave the tall guy before?” he asked. I grabbed my wallet and pulled
out another card. “He wanted another play session over the weekend.” I replied
handing him the card. He studied it for a moment and flipped it over. “Sir, if
you have time while you’re here I’d like to buy you a meal and enjoy your
company!” he said into my ear. “I’d love that boy. Good luck with the rest of
your night boy!” I said back into his ear. He walked down the steps and
disappeared into the crowd.
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Location:
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Friday, January 2, 2015
Full Fetish Part 2
Feeling
pretty badass and desirable from snagging a tall guy like this who sucks dick
like a pro about 20 seconds after camping out on this fence, I lock gaze with
the black guy. He’s an inch or two smaller than me. His hair is cropped short,
he’s clean shaven, he has on a neoprene harness, a crotchless jockstrap, and
combat boots. His dick is at least 8 inches and thicker than average but not
quite a beer can. In the process of showing off he turns and runs his hands
over his ass. It’s really nicely shaped. I want it. My current cocksucker is
still giving ample, slow attention to every inch of my shaft. I place a hand on
his head to guide his efforts. Then I look back up at the black jock and point
directly at him and beckon him over too. I now notice a lot more men are paying
attention to what’s going on with me and the men attending me.
He
strides over and is entirely confident about his approach. Once he gets within
range to speak he opens his mouth to say something. Instead I pull him in for a
kiss and slip him some tongue. “Now suck my tit.” I say as I break the kiss.
With no further conversation he complies. He starts suckling lightly on my left
nipple. I lean over and tell him to go
harder and continue to encourage him until he’s applying the appropriate
pressure. My nips are wired but you have to go hard on them to set them off.
With my newest slave installed I turn my gaze to the rest of the room.
This time a very bouncy Asian with an
afro kind of hairstyle catches my attention. He’s probably 5’3 and 120 lbs with
a decent sized dick (6-7 inches). I had barely extended my arm before he RACED
across the room. “Hello Sir! Please let me serve you!” his voice was excited
and high pitched. I’m actually a fan of queeny guys. I don’t exactly know why
but it makes my dick hard. I wanted to kiss him so I wrapped my right arm under
his arm around his upper body and lifted him off the ground so that the jock on
my left nipple didn’t have to deal with my shifting nipple. As his body and
cock was pressed into my right side I felt his dick pulse as I went in for the kiss.
He made his excitement and pleasure explicitly clear as I kissed him. I thrust
my tongue into his mouth to lock tongues with him and he sucked on it
emphatically. I put him down satisfied with his performance and pressed him to
my right nipple. Again I had to instruct him to go harder but he upped the pain
rather quickly so it was less work to “tune him” for my pleasure.
I looked down at what I had going
for me, two men working my nipples and one guy sucking my dick. I was thrilled.
I had a huge grin on my face and I had at least an occasional notice from every
man there. I looked out into the sea and I found another white guy eager to
make my acquaintance. He had a goatee which was precisely manicured and a fade
cut hairstyle with brown hair. He was well defined and was a bit short but very
confident in his appearance. This time I simply pointed and he wasted no time.
He strode across the floor smoothly and in no hurry. “SIR!” he said briskly
proclaimed. “I cannot help but notice your boots are unattended, Sir! Your
slave humbly seeks permission to give them the loving care with its tongue.” I
raised an eyebrow and made a show of looking him up and down. This was mostly
to unnerve him but to his credit he stayed perfectly collected and I didn’t see
a single flinch. I smiled and nodded. He kneeled in the lube (and most likely
jizz) coating the floor and lapped long broad strokes all over my boots.
At that moment the giant stood up. “Sir,
is there a problem with my service?” He asked stretching his jaw about. “No
boy. I am more a fan of anal fucking. It’s what gets me off. The blowjob was
excellent just not the sensation I need to blow my load.” I said with a smile.
“Then Sir, may I humbly ask for your load? I can obtain a sling.” I nodded. I
took each man from his task. “I am headed to the slings. I’m eager to fuck. If
you do not want to fuck, leave now. I have appreciated all of your services.” I
waited a moment and no one left. My giant strode ahead easily out pacing me. I
kept my own pace behind him and my slave cadre behind me. He created a nice
wake that was much easier to follow than getting around alone. A slight right,
a slight left, and we came to a raised stage. Four black stairs lead up to a
trio of slings all with their headrests pointing towards each other. It took
him just a second to speak to someone using the sling and they left in a hurry.
He turned and leaned back into the
sling suspending himself as comfortably as he could. This sling came without
stirrups so he nimbly stretched his legs up to hook onto the sling supports. I
turned towards the short goateed guy. “Prepare his hole for me boy.” I said
curtly. Without complaint he sought out some lube packets. I grabbed the black
jock by the back of the neck and brought him around to the head of the sling
and tried to make them make out. The giant resisted and turned his head far
away. I was shocked for a moment and then annoyed. I made a point of
immediately making out with the guy and whispering a “sorry about that.” He
said something but I couldn’t catch it. Instead I grabbed the Asian with the
fro and put him and the black guy to work on the giant’s nipples.
Goatee stepped up to me. “His hole
is prepared, Sir. It is pleasantly tight. Sir will have an enjoyable fuck. May
I prepare your dick Sir?” He looked me straight in the eyes and I did not break
his gaze. I stared back with intensity “Go ahead boy.” He reached out and
grabbed my cock and massaged the lube into it roughly but slowly. I could feel
him experiencing every vein and feature with his hand. It was one hell of a
handjob but I never broke the gaze nor eased on the intensity. I could see his
features soften a bit under the unmoving gaze. He may have blushed a little… or
maybe it was the light. My hand came down and gripped his. I slowly moved it
off my cock and squeezed his hand. I lead him to the giant and made them kiss.
I received no resistance this time. I moved around to his asshole, hairy,
winking, waiting.
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Location:
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Friday, December 19, 2014
Full Fetish
For my 30th birthday my
incredibly generous and wonderful parents offered to make my 3rd
decade a memorable one. They offered travel as one of a few options for a
present. I would’ve loved to have gone to London or Paris but saw the plane
tickets even one way are just too much to ask. I decided I wanted to visit THE
gay mecca. San Francisco. In fact, isn’t there a GIANT leather festival that
goes on there? Why yes there is! Two in fact. Dore Alley sounded appealing, but
I wanted to go to the most famous event. Folsom Street Fair.
So I
conned my parents into setting up a trip so I could go and experience San
Francisco and the leather fair. I was there for 6 days and it was the best
vacation I’ve ever taken. I did plenty there, but since this blog has been
about my sex life I’m going to skip most of the trip. I want to focus on Full Fetish.
Full Fetish
was hosted by Recon and I was super hyped to go. I don’t normally enjoy sex
parties. I’m an introvert, and I really enjoy the personal one on one intimacy
of sex and BDSM. Privacy is important to me in the moment. That said, this was
clearly leather and kink oriented so it seemed more engaging than a simple trip
the bathhouse.
That
night I’m prepping for my trip to Full Fetish and I fit myself into a brand new
harness I had bought earlier that day at Mister S leather. The store was great,
they had beer, models, and tons of patrons to celebrate Folsom. I strapped
myself into the harness (the crossbow harness if you want to look it up) and
secured the dangling clips to the back belt loops on my pants. Even though the
harness held up my pants I slipped a black leather belt into the loops around
my jeans. That allowed me to run the belt through one of my favorite toys, a
small, black, leather paddle, that imprints the word “Slut” on someone’s ass if
you hit them hard enough. I secured my big black leather boots (size 13 wide).
Once I
was done admiring myself in the mirror I made my way to the club showing up
intentionally a bit after the party started. Getting inside I immediately took
off my shirt and popped it in my backpack and locked it. I’ve had some bad luck
with shit getting stolen from my bag in coat check so I locked it with the lock
from a chastity cage. There was a line to get into the coat check and it was
moving slowly. I was very bored. Once I turned in my bag and got my ticket I
turned around to leave and saw a small Latino guy looking at me with big doe
eyes. I smirked and made a show of adjusting the harness against my skin and
then turned and walked with confidence towards the door quickly. He followed me
the whole way. I considered using my weight to press him against the wall, but
decided that if I misinterpreted his interest that could be a problem and upset
other guys eager to get into the party. Just before I turned the corner I saw
him looking at me a moment longer and then headed up the stairs.
The
club space was pretty damn huge, much bigger than DC. It had a large main bar
in the center of a room with booths forming an L shape along the west and south
wall. Exploring into the club further I found another bar, much smaller, with
booths along the west wall and a small lounge space beneath a large projector
screen to the south. The bartender was a particularly beefy guy. There were a
number of men fawning over him and I could see why. A short toned Latino with
cropped hair got particularly brave and asked the bartender to stir the drink
he ordered with the bartender’s dick. He giggled but it quickly stopped when
the bar tender DID pull out his rather sizeable meat and dip it into the drink.
I say “dip”, because this bar was using those tall thin glasses and his dick
was thick enough that it fit, but wasn’t able to move around much. The
bartender roughly put the glass on the bar. “I had to get messy to make this
drink, clean it up!” the bartender growled. The Latino leapt off the barstool and
happily suckled on his dick. Like a total badass he kept making other people
drinks but refused to repeat the trick.
I went
to the dance floor but found it boring. As a big guy, when I dance, I find my
body moves in ways that make me uncomfortable. The dance floor was moderately
full and I wasn’t really surprised to see some men pressed up the wall getting
fucked. It’s what most men want to do in any club so… what else is new?
I’d
been putting it off all night, but now that I felt I’d at least seen the rest
of the club, I went to the area I figured I’d be spending all night. The
cruising maze. This was hands down the largest part of an already huge
building. The ceiling was probably 40 feet up and there were spotlights with
dim, red or purple lights shining down below them and from so high up I was
surprised how well I could see despite the low light. The entire “maze” was a
series of chain link fences with tarp stretched over one side so you couldn’t
see straight through. Throughout the maze were Saint Andrew’s crosses, tents
(wherein it was completely dark for total anonymity), and in the center, a
raised platform with 3 slings and several sofas for voyeurs.
Heading
into the maze it was already difficult to get around at 11:30 or so. Men lined
the corridors connecting the maze making it narrow. Determined to find my first
conquest of the night I pushed through and my hand brushed against several
swollen cocks. That put a smile on my face. The corridor I walked down opened
into a circle and another corridor continued opposite where I’d entered. As I
came into the circle two men locked hands and cleared a space along the wall. I
took their place back to the fence, one foot on the floor, the other pressed
against the fence. I unzippered my jeans and let my leather jock strap breathe.
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Location:
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