That next morning, I woke up before Coach. I quietly crawled out of bed and went to the kitchen to get some coffee brewing. I looked out the window, and saw a hot fucking mess.
Apparently we were both out cold when the brunt of the storm rolled through. From what I could see, He had 2 trees down…
I went into the bedroom and laid down on the bed. A few minutes later, Coach came back inside and walked back to his bedroom.
Coach said, “There is no finer sight than having a sweet ass waiting for you in your bed!”
He fell on top of me, kissing my neck, and working his way down my back until he…
After our first meet up, Coach and I would hook up every couple days, exchanging blowjobs, or he would have me fuck him. He kept trying to get at my hole, but I wasn’t having it, convinced that it would hurt too much. But I also couldn’t stop fantasizing about what it would be like to have Coach…
The Coach grabbed us a couple fresh beers, and we went out to the deck to have a smoke and talk some more.
I asked, “So what else did you want to try this evening? I don’t know about you, but I still have a semi and I am ready to go again.”
The Coach laughed and said “I’ll need a few more minutes…
The puppy, Ryan, lay quietly on the floor in the window of the pet shop, asleep.
Crawling about on all fours was exhausting and every time he tried to settle back on his rear to relax he’d find himself putting pressure on the tail plug up his ass. He’d yelp in surprise and somewhere within the metal confines of the locked chastity cage his member would twitch and try to swell up, only succeeding in frustrating him further.
He had whimpered and tried to rest uncomfortably on the floor. A position which forced him to splay his bound limbs off to either side, rest his face and chest on the ground and hike his tail into the air. The pup’s face flushed bright red when realized the stance this put him in and he saw people passing by the window stopping to stare with a smile on their lips.
Precum dripped through the metal grate at the end of the chastity tube. Quivering with embarrassment he only managed to make it seem as though the tail plug were wagging. Finally Ryan closed his eyes tightly and tried to imagine himself somewhere else.
He was wrested from his sleep by the sound of someone opening the door to his cage. Struggling to get himself back up onto all fours the puppy heard the manager’s voice and someone else.
“Oh yes indeed sir, we do all kinds of modifications: finger amputations, voice removal, even tendon clipping and neutering. Which was it you were interested in.”
Eyes now wide with fear, the puppy crawled to the farthest corner of his cell and tried his best not to imagine what his fate was about to become.
Too cute. Enough said. :p
I had no idea what I would end up with when I started this. Now I think I need to see a dentist - all the sweetness in this pic is rotting my teeth. <snickers>
Yet another chance to design more bdsm toys. The arm binders, gag and chastity cage will all be in next year’s MisterX Unlimited catalog.
AKA: The Cock Hound’s First Glory Hole
As I had mentioned in the About Me section of the blog, I was a bit of a late bloomer, and didn’t accept that I was gay until after I had graduated college. I had already moved back to my hometown which was in a very rural part of the state, so there…