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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