MY LEATHER HIS LACE

 Saturday August 26, 2017 around 10:00pm

Daryl got in contact with me via Recon and asked if I would be available to play.  I replied letting him know that I was very interested.  

This would be our second get together so I was very pleased that he messaged me.  Even though we only had one session before, I felt like we knew from our past spanking session what our boundaries were; even if we were trying out new things this session.

"When you get here I want you to strip down to your boy panties for me.  You got that?"

"Yes SIR," He said.

"I just..." He hesitated.

"What's up?" I asked.

"I just wanted to say, 'Thank you,' for remembering about," he hesitated again.

He cleared his throat and continued,"Thank you for remembering to call my underwear panties."

"SIR. Do you mind if I step out of role for a minute and talk to you man to man," He asked.

Of course.  You know I am always Mark.  Daddy or SIR gets my dick hard in play but at anytime you need to talk to me go ahead.

"Thank you," He replied.

I don't know why I feel like I need to tell you this.  But I am pretty masculine.  Okay I'm not butch or overtly macho but I take pride in my masculinity.  I just don't know what it is but you make me want to be totally your boy: Even,"  he hesitated again.

"More than boy," He said.

"I don't even know what that means," He continued.

I had an idea what it possibly meant.  But I didn't say anything.  I figured that I would try some things on him and see how he feels about them.  So that's what I did.

When he got to my place, he stripped down to his jockstrap as instructed.

I sat in the chair facing the front door as he placed his clothes in the corner.  I was already hard just by the thought of how I was going to train him.  I got up.  He kept an eye on the bulge in my jeans as I moved closer.  

"You look fucking sexy as always."

"Thank you SIR," He replied with a smile.

"There's just one thing."

"What's that SIR?"

I whispered in his ear,"I don't like those panties."

There was a box to the left of him that had new underwear that I used on my models when I shoot.  It is very rare that I photograph women but I have shot a few in the past so I kept a few unused women panties in a plastic box container.

"There is a red pair.  Put them on."

His expression quickly changed when he saw what kind of underwear they were; A red woman's thong with a transparent, red laced crotch.

"You mean these girl panties?" He said, making sure he was hearing me correctly.

"Put them on." I said sternly.

"Yes SIR."

Slowly and somewhat hesitantly he put them on, appearing as if he really didn't know what to make of the command.

I walked up and got behind him.  I placed one of my gloved hands around his neck and the other arm around his torso and pulled him into me so that he felt my hardon pressing against his ass.

"You're gonna be my boy tonight," I growled in his ear.

I slowly tighten my grip around his neck; not enough to obstruct air but enough to have a firm grasp.

Daryl didn't say anything.  He just started breathing deeper.

"You okay D?"

"Yes," he said in a trembling voice.

"Are you nervous?"

"Yes SIR. A bit."

"This is as far as I go.  Alright?"

"Yes SIR."

I released my grip from his neck and from around his waist.

"Go to the bedroom and get on the bed face down."

While he got into position, I got some lube and condoms.

I really don't know what it was but seeing Daryl laying on the bed in his red lace panties got me horny as fuck.  I prefer my men to dress like men.  I like them masculine mostly so I didn't know why I had a fucking wet spot seeping through my jeans over this guy in panties. I just know I was turned on beyond belief.

"You like those panties D?"

"Um, I really don't know SIR.  I do feel like I'm your boy and I love that SIR,"  He said. 

"Show me how much you like it.  Wiggle that sexy ass for me," I said.

He had no problem gyrating and teasing me with that ass of his.

"Wiggle it!"

Smack!

I gave him a nice firm slap on the booty.

He wiggled and twerked on the bed.  I got behind him on the bed, took off my leather gloves and lubed my middle and index fingers. 

"Keep twerking that pussy."

Pulling the thong string to the side, I slowly began to insert the middle finger inside him as he began to moan.

"Move that pussy," I ordered.

He began pushing out and puckering making his hole expand and contract on my finger.  Slowly I pushed the second lubed finger in.

I pulled my pants off and put on a condom.  I lubed up and began to push in.  I began pumping slowing eventually picking up the pace.

Reaching on the bed, I put my leather gloves back on. 

I love fucking with with my gloves on. The contrast of my leather and his lace panties made me rock hard.  

"Give me that pussy," I said while fucking him.

I could tell he was really getting into me talking dirty to him.

The nastier I talked the more he moaned.

All of a sudden, I felt this amazing surge throughout my body. I knew what that was.  I've felt that before.  The condom broke.

I let Daryl know.  He wanted me to cum in him so he was alright with me barebacking.  

I shot inside him twice that night  and a spilled on his back the third time.

After the last load I asked how he felt about the panties.  He told me it was a bit weird at first but he loved how I fucked him.  He explained that I fucked him much more aggressive with the panties on and he loved how nasty I talked when I fucked him.

I did enjoy tapping into a more primitive side and I know that feeling Daryl's walls with my bare cock helped to send me there as well.

DARYL'S SPANKING

Originally posted on my previous blog

A warm night in August 2017about 11pm

Link: DARYL

After chatting for over 8 months on Recon, Daryl and I finally decided to get together.  The reason it took so long is that both Daryl and I had similar minds.  I really didn’t want a quick hook up and he wanted to make sure his boundaries would be respected. 

We spent months talking about our interests, our partners, our likes and dislikes.  We just kicked the shit and discuss stupid shit like celebrity gossip, gay culture everything and nothing.  Most of all, he made very clear what his limits and boundaries were including limits that can be tested and boundaries that were definitely not to be crossed. 

A lot of Tops would probably be turned off with a sub saying, “This is what I am willing to try and this is not.” 

I actually respect a sub much more when he is specific with his do’s and don'ts.  It lets me know that he takes safety and boundaries seriously. 

Daryl stood about 5’7” to 5’8” He was slim but had great muscle definition.  He was not bulky but lean and tone.  Daryl was Chinese and White.  His face was clean shaven.  For the most part his body was very smooth with the exception of his pits, his crotch and his butthole.  The outer butt cheeks were smooth as a baby’s bottom.  He had black wavy hair that just touched the shoulders.  He looked more Asian with the monolid eye structure but they were blue.  They were a bright blue.  He was incredibly handsome.

It was warm and slightly humid so I had nothing but my boxers and white tank top on. 

When he walked into my home, he did exactly as instructed.  He took off everything but his boxer briefs.  Under his boxer briefs he had a jockstrap on.  I requested him to wear the two pairs of under garments for a specific reason.

It was warm and a bit humid.  I chose not to put on the air conditioner because I knew he would be fine once he took his layers off.

He did as instructed.  He put on the kneepads and bandanna so he couldn’t see, got on his knees with his hands behind his back and waited obediently. 

Five minutes went pass.  Ten minutes went pass.  Other than light movements to adjust for comfort he said nothing.  

By the time twenty minutes passed he said, “Sir?”

I didn’t say anything.

“Sir.  May we give me another position?  My knees are getting sore even with the kneepads.” 

I walked up and said,”Sure.”

Most guys by five minutes would have asked me a million questions like, “are you there?” Where are you?” “Hello!”

He just politely let me know he needed to be repositioned. 

Even though he didn’t see me when he came in, he knew I was in the room once he put the blindfold on.  I shared weeks prior that I don’t leave someone in bondage or blindfolded alone.  It was good to see his confidence that I was there for him. 

I walked up and carefully guided him into the bedroom making sure to walk slowly having him blindfolded. 

I sat on the bed and carefully guided Daryl in front of me. 

“Do you know why I asked you to wear boxer briefs over your jockstrap?” I asked. 

“No Sir. Why?”

“I figured I’d start this night off with a light spanking.  We’ll start very mellow; not too intense and work our way up.  Later when I get you warmed up; I’m going to pull those panties down and give you a good hard disciplining.  How does that sound?”

I could see him keeping his cool as he attempted to hold back his smile. 

“That sounds good Sir,” he said nonchalantly remaining calm although his flushed skin gave him away.

“So first I’m going to spank you with your panties on.”

He began to blush even more.  But again he held in his excitement and maybe a little embarrassment as he knew I was using the term “panties”  as a trigger word to let him know that I was listening. 

A few months during our vetting process, he talked about how a Dom referred to his underwear as panties and how surprisingly sexy it made him feel. He mentioned that he was pretty average to masculine in his thinking but that one word made him feel vulnerable.  It made him feel vulnerable but in a very good way.

“Yes sir,” he said grinning from ear to ear. 

He finally let it out.  And Damn what a sexy smile! 

I pulled him closer to me.  I stood him so that my right knee was between his legs. 

I told him, “I know we’ve discussed this before.  But we are going to discuss it again.  If by any chance you need a break, you need to stop or there is a problem the safe word is...”

“Red,” he responded.

“Good. If  you need me not to go as hard or at a slower pace…”

“Yellow.”

“Awesome!” I said with a smile.

“Whenever you are ready to continue…”

“Green.” He replied.

“Good.”

I bent him over so that his body was across my lap and he was able to rest somewhat on the mattress.

I began by caressing his butt cheeks.

“Damn! You have a beautiful ass.”

“Thank you Sir,” he replied.

I gave it a rub and then a gentle smack.

I could not help but to get a slight swelling seeing how his flesh jiggled each time I smacked it.

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