bigmac_nv
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I’ve been searching Craig’s list ads for several years and have never been able to meet anyone who I believed was a safe sane person whose likes matched my desires. I’m married, retired Army officer, who happens to enjoy some m2m fun from time to time. I’ve only had a handful of experiences over the past 7 years (when I retired from active duty). I’m 49, 6, 215 pds, masculine white guy, with a slight submissive side when the mood is right. My search for hook-ups centered around guys my age who enjoyed taking charge and prefer guys who would let me suck them off. I’m into role play scenes which usually involve making fantasy scenes come to life. One example would be a plumber who comes to the house to fix a sink and while watching him work our conversation leads us to sexual play. Since I was new to m2m play my few hookups were just alright leaving me wanting for a better experience. As everyone knows, the Craig’s list ads have so many of the same people posting the same lines that I kind of lost interest until one weekend I came across an ad that peaked my interest.
His name was Bill, a retired Air Force enlisted man who was here on temporary duty working at Nellis AFB for a few weeks. His interest was similar to my likes, single or married guys who enjoyed some role play games involving some light bondage, mutual JO and some foot play. I’ve always enjoyed all three but the foot play peaked my interest in that I loved to have my feet massaged by some firm hands and also enjoyed a nice pair of feet when I could. I sent a detailed email and was happy to see a response early that night. We traded yahoo msg handles and within an hour we were chatting online. He was arriving in 4 days and figured he would get his information out there early to see if he had any luck. We shared so many interest it was like we were old friends, chatting online nightly. He was direct; he had the weekends off and could only play on Saturday or Sunday. I told him that was perfect since I golf most weekends and that would give me an out with the wife to get away for several hours. Our chats got very erotic as we shared our likes and interests, leaving me with a straining hard-on each time we signed off. The one thing I loved was his need to have me submissive at points that would have me kissing and massaging his size 12 feet. I told him how much that turned me on and also encouraged him to play with my feet. His comment at one point slipped past me and turned out to be my downfall that weekend. He asked if he could lick my toes, unless they are too ticklish he said with a wink. Of course I said, they aren’t too ticklish I think (since I had never had somebody do that, I had no idea). Well it turns out that was his kink and as I found out the following weekend, he had bigger plans for me.
I was so nervous, we agreed to talk on the phone when he arrived and as I dialed his number I was almost shaking with anticipation, nervous that I might not follow through with meeting him. Our conversation started out slow, but as we chatted we picked up quickly from our online chats and in no time we were like old friends. We agreed to meet Saturday morning at the golf course, talk for a bit then head to his hotel that was just off base. To make sure I had a good time I decided to take one of my Viagra’s as I followed him to his hotel figuring it would be nice to stay hard for several hours. He assured me that it would be private as he had the corner room at the end of the hallway. Bill is 6’2, 220 pds or so, with strong arms, big hairy chest and a firm grip that instantly had my cock twitching. We talked comfortably outside at one of the tables and after 10 minutes we knew we were a match and decided to head to the hotel. Since I was new to this, Bill kind of led the way on how things would go which helped me fall into my submissive role quickly. He was dressed in shorts, t-shirt and man sandals that showed off his well kept size 12 feet. I was wearing the same type clothes except I was wearing sneakers and white ankle socks.
We got to the room which was typical hotel room with a king bed, recliner with a small cushion foot stool. Bill had a cooler stocked with ice and beer which even though it was 9 am we each popped open a beer. We chatted for 20 minutes when Bill finally said, “OK, chugged the rest of the beer and let’s get started”. First, let’s get a hot shower together; I want to scrub that body of yours clean he said with a mischief look in his eyes. I was so nervous my hands shook as I pulled off my shirt. Bill walked over told me to relax and sat me on the bed, he lifted up my foot and pulled off my sneaker, then my white sock. With my ankle firmly in his left hand, he studied my soft size 10 ½ foot, smiling down at me he said, “Nice foot”. I know my faced flushed as he dropped my foot and did the same to the other, this time digging some lint from under my big toe; I giggled and pulled my foot away. I couldn’t believe his cock was so hard, bulging his shorts out. He smiles and stripped naked leaving his big cock bouncing in the cool hotel room air. I got up and stripped naked as he led us to the shower. The shower was hot and steamy as Bill told me to lean against the wall as he scrubbed my body with a soap covered wash cloth. His strong hands worked my body hard, at times the scrub hurt, other times like under my arm pits, I doubled over giggling which made him smile broadly. I wanted to grab his cock and tried once, but he slapped my hand away and said I could only touch when told to. I didn’t realize it but he already had me in control as he toweled me off, he smiled and said, let the fun begin.
We crawled on the bed and Bill asked me to put my hands over my head which I did. He reached under the pillows and produced two leather cuffs that were tied to the underside of the bed. Before I could even stop it, he quickly latched my left wrist in place. I pulled my other hand down with some protest but he just smiled and used his strength to grab my arm and place it over my head using his weight to pin them as he locked my wrist in place. We talked about this Matt, don’t puss out on me now. I tested the bonds and it was tight, hands were close to the top of the bed, with little wiggle room. He could tell I was nervous, but he didn’t care, rolling me on my stomach he crawled on my lower legs and worked some soft rope slowly around my ankles. I felt several wraps of soft rope winding around my ankles which strangely turned me on instantly. He didn’t waste time, his fingers dug into my captive feet as I struggled like mad, surprised how ticklish I was as he prodded and poked around my soft soles. My laughter and struggling grew, as the sensations drove me crazy. I am a loud laughter and after 5 minutes he stopped, letting me catch my breath, but also for him to tell me that he loves my laughter, but I’m too loud and he has to do something about that. He retrieved one of my socks and told me he was sorry, but couldn’t take a chance with security showing up. Under my protest he stuffed the sock into my mouth and then used some duct tape to trap it in place. I was now scared, we hadn’t talked about this and now I was bound tight, gagged and fearing that his tickling likes was his true intention.
His fingers lightly traced my upper arms every so lightly as he laid on top of me letting his hard cock rest on my stomach as my cock bounced off his balls and ass. I was so vulnerable, helpless at his maddening touch, and he knew it. He was in no rush working his fingers slowly down into my pits, slightly brushing my hair before he finally dug his fingers in leaving me howling through my gag. I struggled helplessly as he tickled and teased me, telling me this was only the beginning. His cock was so dang big it dripped pre-cum leaving me so intimidated by what might happen next. My defenses broken he worked me over like an expert. He discovered my butt and inner thighs were hyper sensitive and delivered a 15 minute light to hard tickle attack that left me sweaty and gasping for air. I got my first significant break, he un-gagged me and allowed me time for him to feed me a beer. When I tried to tell him I had enough, he told me to stop it, or he would gag me and that would be my last break. His eyes and tone told me to listen so I enjoyed my beer as he lightly stroked my cock that hadn’t gone soft since we started. I knew he was keeping me on edge, each time I felt my cock grow in intensity he backed off smiling at me as he stroked his large cock. I know this isn’t what you expected, but I like it and once we are done, you will like it too. His calm demeanor and confidence that he wasn’t going to hurt me allowed me to finally relax and accept what was coming.
He placed his big feet on my lips and sipped his beer as he ordered me to lick and suck on his feet. The sweaty odor of his manly feet made my cock ache as he guided his feet around so I could taste every delicious inch of his feet. He finished his beer and put the gag back in place telling me it was time for my toes to get some TLC. I started to struggle instantly but as he draped himself over my legs, putting his face over my toes, he looked over his shoulder and said, “You ready for this?” I think I shook my head no, but it didn’t matter his teeth and tongue worked my toes as his fingers lightly scratched up and down my soles. I laughed as hard as I could but the gag only allowed a muffled sound that the TV easily blocked out. His warm tongue between my big and second toe made me struggle so much I thought I would dislocate my shoulders. He was so into it, he lost track of time as I could only giggle with a hoarse throat I thought for sure I was going to die. When he stopped he had shot his load covering my thighs he apologized as he used a wash cloth to clean us up. I thought it was over, but he took off the gag and fed me another beer. The cool beer felt good on my sore throat and in between drinks Bill slowly worked my cock to the edge each time stopping just in time. I begged him to let me go which only made him smile. It’s only 11 my friend, we have a few hours left. With that he put his feet in my face again and ordered me to service them. I was so exhausted I complied as Bill worked my cock to the edge again, but this time he used his thumb to circle my swollen head making me shoot big globs all over my belly. I think I passed out for a few minutes only waking up in time to feel my hands being tied behind my back.
I was so weak from my torment that I didn’t resist and within a few minutes Bill had my in a nice hog tie. He told me he had to take some pictures that he used for his collection but not to worry about being discovered as he put a mini blind fold over my eyes. He snapped a lot of pictures of my feet and of me, telling me at times to arch my foot, scrunch my toes etc that I felt like a amateur model. When he finished he started by lightly ticking my feet with soft camel tip paint brushes. I giggled as he found the sensitive spots verbally taunting me as my giggles increased as he found the top of my feet were really ticklish. As I started to laugh louder Bill stopped only to put the gag back in place then he went back to my feet to finish exploring. I was hog-tied for 20 minutes but it was long enough for Bill to really torment my feet with the brushes, fingers and his warm tongue. It was easy for him to sit on his knees and work his tongue and teeth over and through every toe. He only stopped because my face was so red he thought he would kill me.
Bill untied me, told me he wasn’t done with me, but I had my choice to leave or hang out some more. I really considered thanking him and taking off, but my hard cock and his equally hard cock made my decision easy. I used the bathroom and we shared a couple of beers before Bill ordered me back on the bed, this time face down. My arms we again tied over my head and my feet bound apart one at each corner. I was gagged again as Bill told me he would make sure the finale would leave me in ecstasy. His fingers worked slowly over my back, teasing tickles that made me shiver with ticklish excitement. As his fingers lightly tickled the top portion I my ass my cock grinding into the mattress I couldn’t contain myself and shot my second load of the day. Bill laughed as he crawled on top me, resting his cock over the crack of my ass, whispering with a warm breath into my ear, “You know how much more ticklish you are going to be now that you just came?” I struggled under his weight as the high I was feeling a few seconds ago slowly wore off and I realized the torment was just beginning. His fingers lightly stroked my exposed pits teasing the hairs ever so slightly, his cock raging over my bare ass, making me struggle and giggle like mad through my gag. He teasing was endless. “That’s it my tickle boy, struggle as much as you like, I love it when my tickle slaves try to get away.” His fingers dug deep into my pits, as I violently shook my body as much as the restraints aloud, making me weaker and weaker. Bill worked my body over slowly – finding spots I didn’t realize could be so ticklish. The outside of my hips with a light touch drove me wild with lust. His tongue licking around my ears as his fingers danced around my neck area were so sensitive that my cock was again grew so hard I was sure I would cum again. He worked like a skilled surgeon lightly tickling my butt crack then the spot under my balls slowly working the paint brush to my butt hole that I couldn’t help myself and again shot my load into the mattress.
I had lost track of time as Bill finished at my feet, working all his tools over my helpless wiggling feet. Being face down my arches and under toes were easy targets. He used baby oil and an electric toothbrush to drive me insane. He took a small break to use a wooden spoon to spank my feet into a red/pinkish color as he videotaped the foot torture. He cooled them off with some ice cubes from the ice chest leaving me giggling like mad. He told me he would let me go, but I had to lick his feet as he drank a beer. I of course agreed and as I worked his feet like the foot slave I know was. He was stroking his 8 inch cock and I surprised myself by asking if I could suck on his cock. He agreed and I crawled up and after a few minutes his cock shot a hot load into my mouth.
We talked for a bit as I was shocked to see that it was 3:30 in the afternoon. We agreed to meet the following weekend as Bill assured me that it would be fun but different than this weekend. I can hardly wait is all I could say. I was exhausted but found myself later that night so excited by what happened that I threw myself on my wife that night exploding with an orgasm that left her wondering what got into me.
Feel free to let me know what you think. [email protected]
His name was Bill, a retired Air Force enlisted man who was here on temporary duty working at Nellis AFB for a few weeks. His interest was similar to my likes, single or married guys who enjoyed some role play games involving some light bondage, mutual JO and some foot play. I’ve always enjoyed all three but the foot play peaked my interest in that I loved to have my feet massaged by some firm hands and also enjoyed a nice pair of feet when I could. I sent a detailed email and was happy to see a response early that night. We traded yahoo msg handles and within an hour we were chatting online. He was arriving in 4 days and figured he would get his information out there early to see if he had any luck. We shared so many interest it was like we were old friends, chatting online nightly. He was direct; he had the weekends off and could only play on Saturday or Sunday. I told him that was perfect since I golf most weekends and that would give me an out with the wife to get away for several hours. Our chats got very erotic as we shared our likes and interests, leaving me with a straining hard-on each time we signed off. The one thing I loved was his need to have me submissive at points that would have me kissing and massaging his size 12 feet. I told him how much that turned me on and also encouraged him to play with my feet. His comment at one point slipped past me and turned out to be my downfall that weekend. He asked if he could lick my toes, unless they are too ticklish he said with a wink. Of course I said, they aren’t too ticklish I think (since I had never had somebody do that, I had no idea). Well it turns out that was his kink and as I found out the following weekend, he had bigger plans for me.
I was so nervous, we agreed to talk on the phone when he arrived and as I dialed his number I was almost shaking with anticipation, nervous that I might not follow through with meeting him. Our conversation started out slow, but as we chatted we picked up quickly from our online chats and in no time we were like old friends. We agreed to meet Saturday morning at the golf course, talk for a bit then head to his hotel that was just off base. To make sure I had a good time I decided to take one of my Viagra’s as I followed him to his hotel figuring it would be nice to stay hard for several hours. He assured me that it would be private as he had the corner room at the end of the hallway. Bill is 6’2, 220 pds or so, with strong arms, big hairy chest and a firm grip that instantly had my cock twitching. We talked comfortably outside at one of the tables and after 10 minutes we knew we were a match and decided to head to the hotel. Since I was new to this, Bill kind of led the way on how things would go which helped me fall into my submissive role quickly. He was dressed in shorts, t-shirt and man sandals that showed off his well kept size 12 feet. I was wearing the same type clothes except I was wearing sneakers and white ankle socks.
We got to the room which was typical hotel room with a king bed, recliner with a small cushion foot stool. Bill had a cooler stocked with ice and beer which even though it was 9 am we each popped open a beer. We chatted for 20 minutes when Bill finally said, “OK, chugged the rest of the beer and let’s get started”. First, let’s get a hot shower together; I want to scrub that body of yours clean he said with a mischief look in his eyes. I was so nervous my hands shook as I pulled off my shirt. Bill walked over told me to relax and sat me on the bed, he lifted up my foot and pulled off my sneaker, then my white sock. With my ankle firmly in his left hand, he studied my soft size 10 ½ foot, smiling down at me he said, “Nice foot”. I know my faced flushed as he dropped my foot and did the same to the other, this time digging some lint from under my big toe; I giggled and pulled my foot away. I couldn’t believe his cock was so hard, bulging his shorts out. He smiles and stripped naked leaving his big cock bouncing in the cool hotel room air. I got up and stripped naked as he led us to the shower. The shower was hot and steamy as Bill told me to lean against the wall as he scrubbed my body with a soap covered wash cloth. His strong hands worked my body hard, at times the scrub hurt, other times like under my arm pits, I doubled over giggling which made him smile broadly. I wanted to grab his cock and tried once, but he slapped my hand away and said I could only touch when told to. I didn’t realize it but he already had me in control as he toweled me off, he smiled and said, let the fun begin.
We crawled on the bed and Bill asked me to put my hands over my head which I did. He reached under the pillows and produced two leather cuffs that were tied to the underside of the bed. Before I could even stop it, he quickly latched my left wrist in place. I pulled my other hand down with some protest but he just smiled and used his strength to grab my arm and place it over my head using his weight to pin them as he locked my wrist in place. We talked about this Matt, don’t puss out on me now. I tested the bonds and it was tight, hands were close to the top of the bed, with little wiggle room. He could tell I was nervous, but he didn’t care, rolling me on my stomach he crawled on my lower legs and worked some soft rope slowly around my ankles. I felt several wraps of soft rope winding around my ankles which strangely turned me on instantly. He didn’t waste time, his fingers dug into my captive feet as I struggled like mad, surprised how ticklish I was as he prodded and poked around my soft soles. My laughter and struggling grew, as the sensations drove me crazy. I am a loud laughter and after 5 minutes he stopped, letting me catch my breath, but also for him to tell me that he loves my laughter, but I’m too loud and he has to do something about that. He retrieved one of my socks and told me he was sorry, but couldn’t take a chance with security showing up. Under my protest he stuffed the sock into my mouth and then used some duct tape to trap it in place. I was now scared, we hadn’t talked about this and now I was bound tight, gagged and fearing that his tickling likes was his true intention.
His fingers lightly traced my upper arms every so lightly as he laid on top of me letting his hard cock rest on my stomach as my cock bounced off his balls and ass. I was so vulnerable, helpless at his maddening touch, and he knew it. He was in no rush working his fingers slowly down into my pits, slightly brushing my hair before he finally dug his fingers in leaving me howling through my gag. I struggled helplessly as he tickled and teased me, telling me this was only the beginning. His cock was so dang big it dripped pre-cum leaving me so intimidated by what might happen next. My defenses broken he worked me over like an expert. He discovered my butt and inner thighs were hyper sensitive and delivered a 15 minute light to hard tickle attack that left me sweaty and gasping for air. I got my first significant break, he un-gagged me and allowed me time for him to feed me a beer. When I tried to tell him I had enough, he told me to stop it, or he would gag me and that would be my last break. His eyes and tone told me to listen so I enjoyed my beer as he lightly stroked my cock that hadn’t gone soft since we started. I knew he was keeping me on edge, each time I felt my cock grow in intensity he backed off smiling at me as he stroked his large cock. I know this isn’t what you expected, but I like it and once we are done, you will like it too. His calm demeanor and confidence that he wasn’t going to hurt me allowed me to finally relax and accept what was coming.
He placed his big feet on my lips and sipped his beer as he ordered me to lick and suck on his feet. The sweaty odor of his manly feet made my cock ache as he guided his feet around so I could taste every delicious inch of his feet. He finished his beer and put the gag back in place telling me it was time for my toes to get some TLC. I started to struggle instantly but as he draped himself over my legs, putting his face over my toes, he looked over his shoulder and said, “You ready for this?” I think I shook my head no, but it didn’t matter his teeth and tongue worked my toes as his fingers lightly scratched up and down my soles. I laughed as hard as I could but the gag only allowed a muffled sound that the TV easily blocked out. His warm tongue between my big and second toe made me struggle so much I thought I would dislocate my shoulders. He was so into it, he lost track of time as I could only giggle with a hoarse throat I thought for sure I was going to die. When he stopped he had shot his load covering my thighs he apologized as he used a wash cloth to clean us up. I thought it was over, but he took off the gag and fed me another beer. The cool beer felt good on my sore throat and in between drinks Bill slowly worked my cock to the edge each time stopping just in time. I begged him to let me go which only made him smile. It’s only 11 my friend, we have a few hours left. With that he put his feet in my face again and ordered me to service them. I was so exhausted I complied as Bill worked my cock to the edge again, but this time he used his thumb to circle my swollen head making me shoot big globs all over my belly. I think I passed out for a few minutes only waking up in time to feel my hands being tied behind my back.
I was so weak from my torment that I didn’t resist and within a few minutes Bill had my in a nice hog tie. He told me he had to take some pictures that he used for his collection but not to worry about being discovered as he put a mini blind fold over my eyes. He snapped a lot of pictures of my feet and of me, telling me at times to arch my foot, scrunch my toes etc that I felt like a amateur model. When he finished he started by lightly ticking my feet with soft camel tip paint brushes. I giggled as he found the sensitive spots verbally taunting me as my giggles increased as he found the top of my feet were really ticklish. As I started to laugh louder Bill stopped only to put the gag back in place then he went back to my feet to finish exploring. I was hog-tied for 20 minutes but it was long enough for Bill to really torment my feet with the brushes, fingers and his warm tongue. It was easy for him to sit on his knees and work his tongue and teeth over and through every toe. He only stopped because my face was so red he thought he would kill me.
Bill untied me, told me he wasn’t done with me, but I had my choice to leave or hang out some more. I really considered thanking him and taking off, but my hard cock and his equally hard cock made my decision easy. I used the bathroom and we shared a couple of beers before Bill ordered me back on the bed, this time face down. My arms we again tied over my head and my feet bound apart one at each corner. I was gagged again as Bill told me he would make sure the finale would leave me in ecstasy. His fingers worked slowly over my back, teasing tickles that made me shiver with ticklish excitement. As his fingers lightly tickled the top portion I my ass my cock grinding into the mattress I couldn’t contain myself and shot my second load of the day. Bill laughed as he crawled on top me, resting his cock over the crack of my ass, whispering with a warm breath into my ear, “You know how much more ticklish you are going to be now that you just came?” I struggled under his weight as the high I was feeling a few seconds ago slowly wore off and I realized the torment was just beginning. His fingers lightly stroked my exposed pits teasing the hairs ever so slightly, his cock raging over my bare ass, making me struggle and giggle like mad through my gag. He teasing was endless. “That’s it my tickle boy, struggle as much as you like, I love it when my tickle slaves try to get away.” His fingers dug deep into my pits, as I violently shook my body as much as the restraints aloud, making me weaker and weaker. Bill worked my body over slowly – finding spots I didn’t realize could be so ticklish. The outside of my hips with a light touch drove me wild with lust. His tongue licking around my ears as his fingers danced around my neck area were so sensitive that my cock was again grew so hard I was sure I would cum again. He worked like a skilled surgeon lightly tickling my butt crack then the spot under my balls slowly working the paint brush to my butt hole that I couldn’t help myself and again shot my load into the mattress.
I had lost track of time as Bill finished at my feet, working all his tools over my helpless wiggling feet. Being face down my arches and under toes were easy targets. He used baby oil and an electric toothbrush to drive me insane. He took a small break to use a wooden spoon to spank my feet into a red/pinkish color as he videotaped the foot torture. He cooled them off with some ice cubes from the ice chest leaving me giggling like mad. He told me he would let me go, but I had to lick his feet as he drank a beer. I of course agreed and as I worked his feet like the foot slave I know was. He was stroking his 8 inch cock and I surprised myself by asking if I could suck on his cock. He agreed and I crawled up and after a few minutes his cock shot a hot load into my mouth.
We talked for a bit as I was shocked to see that it was 3:30 in the afternoon. We agreed to meet the following weekend as Bill assured me that it would be fun but different than this weekend. I can hardly wait is all I could say. I was exhausted but found myself later that night so excited by what happened that I threw myself on my wife that night exploding with an orgasm that left her wondering what got into me.
Feel free to let me know what you think. [email protected]
