Gotham Sex

Sat in the car of GothamSex, I was almost frozen. My dick was powering my brain as I never wanted to leave but couldn’t help but think every other minute about what I actually was doing. I could technically still leave and never get involved with bondage that day but why would I? I was finally so close to having another man tie me up and I was almost giddy at the thought. GothamSex reminded me his name was  Andy as I had completely forgot. I lied and said my name was Conor. We mostly found ourselves in creating small talk until I asked how he started off in bondage. He explained to me how an old relationship regained it’s fire by Andy throwing a leather hood at his partner and both were excited at the prospect. He told me that afterwards his gear just grew from there and later that day I could confirm he had quite the collection.

Arriving at Andy’s house and he told me his lodger was out for the day so the house was all ours. We settled into the living room of the house and Andy grabbed me a beer to calm my nerves. Conversation continued in his living room in painstaking manner. All I wanted was to be bound up at this point and get all the adrenaline out of my system. Eventually he walked me upstairs and into a room.

This was his bedroom but on first appearances it was a giant walk in wardrobe surrounded by mirrors. There was a bench in the centre of the room which I instantly recalled from the GothamSex profile. To the left, was a bed in the corner of a room slightly off and what appeared be the door to a potential bathroom on the right hand side.

Last night we had agreed that at a minimum, Andy would show me his toys and gear and I would either leave or I would be bound up by him. He got masses of toys and restraints out to show me; leather restraints, cock restraints, collars, whips, a leather bondage suit, dildos, an electro kit. It became a black rubber haze of items and I didn’t quite know what to say next.

“Well…do you still want to play?” Andy asked.

“Yes” I said with a broken voice. I was still so nervous and excited. The adrenaline had my blood rushing all around my body and I was never sure how to react to him.

“Good. Let’s get changed. What did you bring?”

I slowly unpacked my bag almost embarrassed at the cheap items I had mostly purchased of eBay. Andy got very excited when I pulled out the Spider-Man costume and ordered I put it on first. I got naked and left my normal clothes to the side whilst Andy also undressed and slipped on a wrestling singlet with a hole at the bottom.

I was ordered onto my knees and had a leather collar attached around my neck.

“Ow” I said.

“What’s wrong?”

“It’s a bit tight” I pleaded and Andy loosened it slightly.

“Better?”

“Not really” I complained.

“If it’s too loose then what’s the point” Andy replied slightly fed up.

It was at this point I realised despite my complaints, I was not going to be in charge. Andy literally had the power over me. I could complain the restraints were too tight but he wasn’t here for fake bondage. Andy wanted me in tight, restrictive bondage and it was everything I thought I had wanted too. He put my spandex covered hands in the leather restraints and lifted my feet into the bottom section until I was in a leather hogtie. At this point I could barely keep my balance.

Andy covered my mouth with his hand as we both stared into the mirror. He lowered his hand down to my crotch and started grabbing it and teasing the now erect penis.

“Are your Spidey senses tingling now?” He asked in his sarcastic tone.

Andy walked around and stood in front of me. I could now see why his singlet had a hole at the bottom. His penis was popping out of the hole. He got down onto his knees so he could slip his tongue into my mouth. I had never considered kissing him before this moment. Dates seemed like the most appropriate time to kiss another person but bound in a Spider-Man suit was a new one for me.

After a few minutes of kissing, a leather blindfold was placed over my eyes and then I felt Andy’s dick near my mouth. I opened my mouth ready to take it and he kept putting back and forth as I felt it get hard. Eventually it was hitting the back of my throat and he started getting rougher. My hair was pulled as he forced me to take all his dick in. I choked when it got too much and he allowed me a breather.

Eventually Andy pulled out.

“Good slut” he commented.

I lost my balance and stumbled onto my front. I felt my hard dick rub against the carpeted floor. Andy placed his foot on my head “We’re just getting started now boy”…