Fetish and Kinks

Where to start? My older sisters would tie me up with their tights and leave me on the bed with their underwear lying everywhere because I was being a little bitch, they said. They always had some sort of secret underwear just peeking out from behind a pair of shorts or under a tank top, teasing me and all the other boys.

Mom would leave her girdles and bras out on the bed and in the laundry room drying. I enjoyed the feeling of the rubbery Playtex fabric. 

I tried tying up one of my first girlfriends but she wouldn't let me. I was weird! I talked another one into letting me wear her bra and panties once when we were having sex, but she broke up with me the next day.

I found myself wearing panties, girdles and bras when I'd jerk off. I would become extremely hard right away when I'd put them on. I also found myself using rope or tape to bind and gag myself sometimes too. It was a real turn on, but I could never find anyone who understood my weirdness and would share my fun with.

Later in life I found internet websites with transvestite models, boys in girl's underwear, bondage freaks and gay porn. It all seemed to fit. I jerked off to the porn for years, until I answered an ad for a website where I could chat with other weird guys and share my desires.

A guy wanted to have a lesbian gay sissy experience with me. We would rent a hotel room and both of us would dress in our favorite lingerie. Then we would see what happens. I never hooked up with him but it made me think. Maybe there are some people out there that share my fetishes and I might finally, actually find someone to have some real fun with.

A guy in my town likes to dress in his wife's underwear and jerk off, like me. He wants a cock sucker to get him off while he is in drag. Sort of a blow and go kind of thing. I volunteered. He texted me the front door would be open so I walked in. He was upstairs and wanted me to come on up. Not knowing what I might be in for, I demanded he show himself before I just headed right up. He reluctantly peeked out from around the corner of the stairwell so I could see him in his wife's black lace panties and bra. The bra cups were stuffed full to make them seem to be boobs. I waked right up, pushing him back against the wall, kissing him. He tried to resist, saying he didn't like kissing. I said "Shut up, bitch!" He melted in my arms. I kissed him for a long time while squeezing his perky fake tits and  rubbing and stroking his panty covered cock. I slowly dropped to my knees and took it in my mouth. It tasted so good. It was getting bigger and bigger. He tried to say something, but I took a moment and told him to "Shut up, bitch!" With my hands on his ass I sucked as hard as I could until he started  whimpering he was 'going to cum'. I kept on. He blew his load, my first, in my mouth. For some reason I gladly swallowed it all. it was nice. 

The next day he texted me again. He wanted more. I told him it would be his turn to suck me off and to be MY bitch. He didn't ever reply again.

Roger was a older man with a nice home and a good job. His place was older but very nice. He had promised to tie me up, force me to suck him off, then fuck me bound and gagged, like a whore. Just what I always wanted! We had a nice chat in his kitchen talking about what was to come. I could tell he was getting horny. I was too. I showered and met him in the bedroom. I'd put on the pink thigh high stockings, lace training bra and matching pink lace panties he had left out for me. He was naked and laying on the bed with his cock and balls in full display. He was stroking his cock and looking lustfully at me, standing in girl's lingerie in the middle of the bedroom. On the bed was a pair of leather handcuffs, some long leather belts, a roll of duct tape and a ball gag. More than what we had discussed. I was a bit startled, but I was pretty much all in by now. He could tell I was surprised at the extent of the bondage toys, but just smiled a devious smile. 

I'd never had a ball strapped in my mouth or been tied up by anyone else. But my cock was bouncing up and down, waving around in the free fresh air. So I felt that I was ready. I put my hands out in front of me as he directed. He tightly buckled the cuffs to my wrists. He roughly turned me around, pulling my arms back behind me. "Once we do this, you're past the point of no return". I nodded. The gentle click of the paddle lock securing the cuffs together seemed as loud as a prison door slamming behind me. I was pushed to my knees, bent over with my face pressed down onto the bed. A slippery finger entered my ass with him telling me how much he was looking forward to making me his cock whore. I liked him talking dirty to me. After he worked my ass for a minute, a large rubber something was pushed in where it would stay for a while. I'd never had a butt plug in me, so this was what would be another first for me. I heard myself let out a loud "Oh fuck!" I was embarrassed. He just laughed and told me I better be quiet. Then he said, "OH, I have a remedy for that, don't I?"

The soft rubber ball made my jaw sore right away. He strapped it in pretty tight. My mouth was stuffed full and it hurt. I tried to relay my disapproval, but it was too late. "What was that? I can't tell what you are saying. Oh well, I'll just keep going." He positioned me close to the footboard and used a collar to strap my head to it. I was kneeling, bent over and bound to the bedpost. My ass was exposed and I was helpless. He grabbed my cock and started jerking me off. "If you cum, cum like this, bound like my sissy slave, you'll be mine forever."

Well after a few hours of bondage and fucking, my mouth and ass were so sore I couldn't walk or talk. He had removed the gag from time to time only to replace it with his hard, nearly ready to explode cock. He came in my mouth and in my face 3 or 4 times. I lost count. He blew a final load up my ass, all the way in, deep as fuck. It dripped out of me for a day and a half. 

Well, those are my two real encounters. I'm always looking for a new one, but finding a playmate with similar interests is not always easy. Maybe you know someone?

Billy