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He said he’d seen my profile and would I be into meeting. He was married, worked nearby. He had a fantasy about being made to strip in front of a business suited man and take his cock in his mouth. He had to feel it was somehow all out of his control |
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These are your instructions. Read over them carefully and make sure you have memorised them before your appointment. Arrive on time and ring the door entry system. You will be buzzed in, then take the lift to the second floor. The flat door will be unlocked. Enter and close the door so that it shuts behind you.
Turn right into the living room where I will be sitting, relaxing with a cool drink. You may ask for water.
Strip down to your underwear in front of me. Don’t rush, put your clothes neatly aside. Then, when you are in just your underwear, stand in front of me for inspection. My time is precious, I don’t need it wasted by someone who is not what you claimed in the pictures you sent me. If I am satisfied I will nod and you may kneel. |
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“I went in, stood in front of you and stripped to my pants. My pulse was racing. I almost thought I would pass out. In the street below I could hear traffic and it seemed weird somehow that the world was going on outside and I was here, taking off my shoes, suit, shirt and tie. With you watching me, giving nothing away. I had lied to my assistant about a meeting - no-one was expecting me back. But it was still not too late for me to pick up my clothes and get out of your flat - admit this was a mistake and no-one would know. Part of me wanted to run. But I stayed, my heart pounding. I couldn’t explain why I wanted this so much. I knelt in front of you...’ |
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I’d exchanged plenty of messages before that afternoon. He was upfront when he got in touch. He was straight, didn’t fancy men at all. And yet the idea of being expected to suck on older business suited man’s cock was a fantasy that he couldn’t get rid of. He couldn’t explain why or connect it to anything else in his life. |
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“Hello there, I’ve looked at your profile and think you might be the right person for what I’m trying to find. I’m completely straight and have a girlfriend, with whom I have a good sex life and a loving relationship.
But I cannot stop fantasies about submitting to another man, specifically being made to take his cock in my mouth. Although I am not attracted to men in any way, the thought of this makes me uncontrollably aroused.
I feel I need to find out if I need to get this out of my system. I need someone who is totally discreet, understands my situation, is clean, healthy and safe.
I realise this isn’t going to be everyone’s thing, but you look and sound like the kind of man that could help me with this. Let me know if you want to take things further.
N” |
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He was the kind of guy I liked. In shape but not fussily so - carrying a couple of pounds extra and not obsessively sculpted. Looked smart in his work clothes and neatly presented in his white briefs. A hint of embarrassment as he stood there in the room stripped in front of me.
No-one overlooks the room I sit and read in - it’s high enough above the street. So I like the fact that he stands there with the afternoon sun through the open blinds. It makes him that little bit more exposed - which also excites him.
“Turn around.” He obeys and I see that his arse looks firm and taut under the white cotton. I make him wait. He’s conscious that he’s being appraised, looked over, the way he’s looked at women in his time maybe.
I stand up from the leather armchair and walk around to face him. He decides to face me out, after a flicker of indecision. He doesn’t follow his instinct to bow his head but meets my gaze. I like that, it’s spirited.
His face is handsome, neatly shaven, smooth and I know he’s taken extra care about his appearance that day. He wants to attract me, he is excited by being an object of desire. I lean and say softly:
“Kneel.” |
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“I’m sorry I had to leave the other day. I don’t know quite how to explain what happened. I was kneeling there in front of you and I could see the outline of your cock through the material of your suit. I knew what I wanted was to open my mouth and let you do whatever you wanted. I could feel myself wanting that dick pushed between my lips and for you to take control of me. Which I think is why I panicked. As I said, I’ve fantasised about it but this was the first time I’ve come so close to it being a reality and I just freaked out. I know you said it was OK when I pulled my clothes back on - I was shaking. I feel stupid and sorry for wasting your time but you were kind.
Of course I haven’t been able to think about anything else since. When I went back to work I had to hide in the toilets and jerk myself off imagining your dick. I wanted you to push me down on it, make me gasp for breath, make me gag. I want to show myself off to you, make you hard, behave like a fucking slut. I’m a bit screwed up about all this, I think.
Will you give me another chance. Please?” |
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Kneel. Good.
Close your eyes. Put your hands behind your back. Don’t be distracted by any other sounds. Concentrate on my voice.
Breathe in. Breathe out. That’s good. Keep calm. Keep your eyes closed.
Be aware I’m moving closer. Breathe deeply. Take in the sense of my body in front of you. Breathe. The smell of me. The fabric of my suit. The masculine body underneath. Keep your mouth open and your hands behind your back.
Listen to the sound of me unzipping my trousers. Just in front of your face. Eyes closed.
You wrote to me for a reason didn’t you. You wrote to me why? Tell me. You want to suck my cock. That’s right isn’t it. So tell me. I want to suck your cock. I want to suck your cock, please sir.
Put out your tongue. Eyes shut, hands behind your back. You’re mine. |
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“Sir
I have been reading your posts on the forums. I hope it’s OK for me to message you like this. I am 31 years old, married and have a good but sometimes stressful professional job. My wife and I signed up to this site to meet similar couples and in the early days we had a few meets - a couple of good ones and some not so good. We haven’t met anyone for a while now - life has been busy and it felt it wasn’t quite what we needed.
I told my wife about your posts and she asked me more about what I was intrigued by in them. I found it hard to explain, but the effect of talking about my desires was that we both became incredibly turned on and had some of the best sex together we have enjoyed in a long time. Being able to talk to her about my fantasy - which I don’t think I could ever act out - has freed things up between us. I think she always knew there was something, but this has made us more communicative about her desires as well.
I don’t live near you and as I say I don’t think this is anything I truly want to play out in real life. But it has been amazing for me to realise that what I thought were things only in my imagination are possible. Thank you
F” |
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You did well this afternoon. You arrived on time and came into the room as instructed. You stripped to your underwear and waited. I made you wait just long enough for you to become conscious of standing in that book-lined, wood panelled room almost naked. Vulnerable yet doing your best to conceal it. I like your pride. The way you want your body to be admired, even if until now you have never quite acknowledged how you desire that admiration to pull you into areas that fascinate but daunt you.
You knelt without needing instruction. Your urge to submit overcame you. I walked around you, appraising your bare body from all sides. You looked down at the floor, embarrassed by how turned on you were by another man gazing at your nakedness, assessing you sexually. I stroked my hand through your hair and Felt your pleasure at that first touch. Then without warning I gripped your scalp tight and pulled your head back. You could not disguise the mix of fear and arousal in your eyes. Looking straight at you, I spat in your face. My saliva slowly dripped down your shocked cheek. Your cock spasmed involuntarily inside your underwear. You could not disguise how turned on you were, kneeling, stripped, another man’s spit dribbling down to your quivering lips. |
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By *etasubTV/TS
over a year ago
West of Newcastle |
I love being named in front of a male (I am bi) while he is clothed. Used to meet one guy who would have me strip off, as he sat with his clothes on , have me bend down so he could gently finger my bum before taking me up stairs to give me his personal shower then he would fuck me until he came |
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over a year ago
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"Kneel. Good.
Close your eyes. Put your hands behind your back. Don’t be distracted by any other sounds. Concentrate on my voice.
Breathe in. Breathe out. That’s good. Keep calm. Keep your eyes closed.
Be aware I’m moving closer. Breathe deeply. Take in the sense of my body in front of you. Breathe. The smell of me. The fabric of my suit. The masculine body underneath. Keep your mouth open and your hands behind your back.
Listen to the sound of me unzipping my trousers. Just in front of your face. Eyes closed.
You wrote to me for a reason didn’t you. You wrote to me why? Tell me. You want to suck my cock. That’s right isn’t it. So tell me. I want to suck your cock. I want to suck your cock, please sir.
Put out your tongue. Eyes shut, hands behind your back. You’re mine."
This is just insane! It’s like I can feel it!!
So hard!!! |
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The builder.
I realised one of the nearby profiles must belong to one of the builders working on the development at the other side of the square. Pretty minimal - one clothed but unidentifiable public picture. Straight, 31, not much else useful to glean from the profile. But each day he was silently checking out my profile.
That can happen for plenty of reasons - fingers stray and it’s easy to lose track of who you’ve viewed sometimes. But the job went on for a few weeks and again and again he was looking...
‘Hello there. Your profile suggests you’re nearby at times. Feel free to ignore and delete this message if it’s not appropriate and my apologies for intruding. But if you want a beer after work some time drop me a line. No expectations. Mr D’
No reply, which was fine. As I say, maybe the daily views were about something else. And in fact they stopped for a while. And then they started again. And then...
‘Not sure why you contacted me. I am here looking for women.’
‘No problem - my apologies. I won’t bother you again and good luck with your search. Mr D’
Still the checking out my profile, and then a fab on one of my pictures. Friendly gesture. But it’s up to him to make the next move. Maybe he won’t. But a few weeks later
‘Are you still around. What do you want from me’
‘Hello again, it’s good to hear from you. I don’t want anything from you unless you think it’s something you want. Here are some pictures of me so you know who you’re talking to. If you want to take this further, I’ll need pictures of you, an idea of times when you can meet (I can host) and what your limits are. If we’re compatible we can go on from there.’
‘Here are pictures. I don’t know what you mean by limits’
‘Sorry, I should have made that clearer. What do you definitely not want to do? Or if it’s easier tell me what you do want to do. Great pictures by the way.’
And they were. Not a gym body but one that was hardened by work everyday. A handsome face. One that seemed to have been taken on site and another from what I guessed was a wedding.
‘I am straight. Why would I want to do anything.’
A good question. But not one I could answer - it was up to Tom (not his real name of course)
I assumed that was the end of it - it often is on here with conversations that surge up and then disappear. But as I later found out, the building contract was coming to an end, and Tom had to make a choice.
‘Are you able to meet this afternoon at 5pm’
It wasn’t entirely convenient - but this seemed worth the effort to move around. I named a location and said I would meet him there just after five.
I stood by the railings in my work suit, watching the world go by. And then he was approaching, looking up and down the road until he saw me. There was a moment when I could see the indecision - he could just pretend and walk away. But he didn’t - he walked up and took the hand I held out for him to shake.
He was much better looking than his photographs. His physique showed even in his paint-spattered work clothes. And there was a raw energy about him that already had my crotch tingling.
‘I live just over there. We can walk round here for a while or you can come straight up. Your choice, Tom.’
Tom made his choice. He wanted to come with me and to explore something he had been fantasising about for a long time... |
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OK Tom, you just do as I say. Any time you want to stop that’s fine.
Stand there and let me look at you. You’re a good looking guy. You know that, don’t pretend. You’re here to turn me on. You’re here to make my cock hard.
What’s the best bit of you do you think? What part of your body are you proud of? What do you think makes you worth my attention?
What’s that? Your chest, OK. Show me. Yes now, take off your top. Off you go. Good.
Yes, Tom, you’re right. You do look good don’t you. All that physical work. Nice chest, a bit of definition on your stomach. Not too much, not so you look like you spend all the time in the gym. A man’s physique, is that it? You like your manliness?
Feel your muscles, go on. Show them off to me. Good. You’re doing well. Run your finger round your nipple. Get it hard. Squeeze it. I want to see you turned on showing me your body.
Keep playing with your tits but keep looking at me. Look straight at me, Tom. I’m going to stand up and you’re going to kneel down, fingering those nipples while you do, OK?
You’re sure you want what’s next?... |
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Look up at me now. That’s good. Open your mouth.
Don’t take your eyes off me as I unbutton my suit trousers. Just stay there and wait. I know how horned up you are you fucker. I saw the way it turned you on showing yourself off to me.
Move your face near my crotch. Breathe in. Inhale the scent of a man, Tom. Put out your tongue. Show me you’re ready to service me... |
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Open your mouth. I’m not going to ask you again. Good. Do as you’re told from now on, Tom. Out there on the building site with your mates you think you’re something special. But I know what you really want.
Wide open. I don’t want to feel your fucking teeth. If I do you’ll get a slap. Like this.
Take it. Right down. I said right down. Don’t fucking struggle, just do as you’re told. Stop making such a fuss and take it. I don’t care if you’re gagging - you came here to service me, didn’t you?
Look up at me. You want another slap? Then look up. Look up into my face and show me you’re going to be obedient from now on. Good.
Now don’t struggle and take it all the way. That’s right. You can do it after all.
Give in to me fucking your throat. My cock slamming into you. My balls slapping your chin dripping with your spit as you do your duty. Show me this is what you are here to do... |
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You did well for your first time. I was pleased with how you followed instructions.
If you want to see me again, I will expect you to be ready to take things further.
If you’re serious and want another appointment, send me a picture of you in your work clothes, kneeling, mouth open.
Get hold of some tight sports wear - the sort you would feel exposed in if you were exercising in public. I expect you to bring it with you and change into it for our next meeting if I invite you.
Each day I want you to spend time contemplating how you will pleasure me. I don’t want you playing with your cock while you do it -concentrate on my pleasure.
You may keep in touch. |
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Good.
The pictures were nearly what I wanted. I’m not so concerned about you showing off your body. I know you like the way both men and women look at you. What I want to see is the readiness in your face. You have to show me in your eyes that you want to meet me and please me.
When you strip in front of me you will be doing it for my appreciation only. I want it to be worth the time and effort I put in to allowing you a meeting. Why do you deserve my time and attention.
I know you want my cock. I get a dozen messages a day saying the same thing. If that was all I wanted there would be no need to bother with this. What matters to me is that you are prepared to surrender the role you play outside this room. Out there you can be the straight man, the regular guy, one of the lads. I have no interest in anyone outside this room ever knowing what goes on. But here you will be focused on my pleasure.
I hope I have made myself clear.
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Tonight you will kneel down somewhere you can watch my latest video and watch it over and over until you can feel yourself so flooded with spunk that your entire face is obliterated.
Then you may come. Wipe your own spunk over your face and send me the picture. |
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Instructions for new applicants:
Once I feel it is appropriate to begin meeting again, encounters will take place at a distance of slightly over two meters.
The spot where you are to stand in the room will be clearly marked with a circular boundary. You are to remain within that circle for all the time I am present.
I expect you to consider what you will wear before you attend. There will be the opportunity to change your clothing once you arrive. You know that the opportunity I provide is a discreet one - I have no interest in you revealing your needs and desires except to me.
What you wear will reflect the maleness with which you assert your place in the world. It may be your work clothes: men come to me in their office suit, their building site gear, their military uniform... Or it can be from your sporting activity, or the clothes in which you go out for a night - smart shirted or shiny tracksuited... I have had attendees in what they wear for their religious observance. You choose what it will reveal you most to wear - and to remove in front of me.
I will leave you time to think about your choice before I message again.
M
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"Instructions for new applicants:
Once I feel it is appropriate to begin meeting again, encounters will take place at a distance of slightly over two meters.
The spot where you are to stand in the room will be clearly marked with a circular boundary. You are to remain within that circle for all the time I am present.
I expect you to consider what you will wear before you attend. There will be the opportunity to change your clothing once you arrive. You know that the opportunity I provide is a discreet one - I have no interest in you revealing your needs and desires except to me.
What you wear will reflect the maleness with which you assert your place in the world. It may be your work clothes: men come to me in their office suit, their building site gear, their military uniform... Or it can be from your sporting activity, or the clothes in which you go out for a night - smart shirted or shiny tracksuited... I have had attendees in what they wear for their religious observance. You choose what it will reveal you most to wear - and to remove in front of me.
I will leave you time to think about your choice before I message again.
M
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