True Gay doms are so hard to find so I’m lucky I’ve got this memory to fall back on. Such a shame I lost contact though.

Many years ago in here I got talking to a Gay dom who lived 30 minutes from me. He’s Australian, butch and he was very sick of time wasters so keeping his attention was tricky but somehow I did and he agreed to have me over his, but only on his conditions.

I would need to drive to his street, park up, stand outside the car and message him for further instructions.

This I did and knowing I was being watched was a turn on in itself. He then instructed me to his house where I would be met at the door.

On arrival I was led in, taken through the house and into the garage where he had a full playroom made up of scaffolding, padded seating, restraints and instruments of pleasure. He showed me a few and asked if I was scared. I was be assured me I’d be fine and gave me a safe word.

He then instructed me to strip. I obeyed, he hooded me, layed me face down on the massage table top and went about restraining my ankles and wrists. He occasionally put poppers under my nose as he covered each nostril in turn.

A hot massage relaxed me even further before he started parting my arse cheeks with his rough thumbs and probed me further.

Whips, paddles, and toys were used on me, I remember an inflatable butt plug the most. He pumped and released it a few times before pumping it fully and leaving in there. It would be near impossible to push out I thought. So uncomfortable but pleasurable at the same time. At one I point I begged to have him in my mouth. He positioned my head to make it so and I got to taste his large, semi erect cock for the first time.

He enjoyed administrating pain on me. I enjoyed finding my limits.

He eventually removed the plug, rolled on a condom and get on top. I’m not the best at accepting anal but the build up made it so easy. I was in heaven.

He then untied me and still blindfolded moved me across the room to another seat. Again he restrained my wrists and ankles but this time I was on my back, my waist at the same level as his. He entered me again, holding me hips as he did so. My own hard cock being thrown about as he did so.

As he came close to cumming he whipped off my hood and o could see he was also wearing one but with eye holes. Taking my cock in his hands as he fucked me I came over myself, so much cum, much more than usual. He pulled out, took off his condom and added to to the load over me.

Still tied up he fingered the cum pool, spooning it into my mouth with his fingers, instructing me to play with it. He spat into my mouth. So sexy.

We cooled down. He released me and we both dressed agreeing to do it again.

Some weeks after I agreed to join him again. He said he has a friend who would like to join us. I agreed but chickened out later in the day. Then he blocked me. Like I said, he didn’t like time wasters. My fault, my regret but it’s such a hot memory.