m4M BDSM 1st part, would love some feedback.

Sometimes I have moments when I step back from my daily grind and wonder: “How the Hell did I end up in this predicament?”. The answer is simple. I begged him to do this to me.

Like a lot of guys, more than I ever realized, I wound up in a situation where I became single. Between work, bills, and life in general; I fell into a rut. Most of my friends got married and moved off to start their lives, and my social life suffered horribly. Online dating sucks and if anything did come of it, the minute my kinks were brought up, things got weird quickly.

Before I go any further, I should explain that I’m fairly kinky. It’s easier to just tell you what I won’t do rather than everything I will do. I love BDSM play. I’m a sub bottom and I really get off on the idea of fairly rough Master/ slave play. Strict rules, cuffs, collars, flogging, spanking, SPH, degradation, humiliation, nipple torture, service, foot worship, cock worship, rimming, and my favorite, chastity. Oh, that wonderful, horrible metal trap on my dick. I’m so fucking horny all the time and this damned inescapable cage keeps me from getting any release or pleasure. I wanted to lose control, but more than that…. I wanted to be controlled.i wanted a big, strong manto own me. It’s probably a good time to mention I’m totally in the closet. What little of my life I am happy with would be totally destroyed if the people around me found out that not only do I like other men, but I want those men to use and degrade me. How do I indulge my dark, devious, desires? Baby steps. Find other bi-curious guys online and share fantasies. I finally got brave enough to meet guys like me in person who want to experiment with other guys. Secret meet ups. Everyone wanted something that was missing in their lives. To scratch the itch that was always just out of reach… chasing those dark desires…. letting that one piece of their truest selves see light if but for a second. Some men wanted to just touch and grope, some were into making out and going no further. Some guys were really into mutual masturbation and blow jobs.

I had one advantage to scratching my “itch”. Many men were just wanting help busting a nut by any means necessary or possible and didn’t really care to return the favor if they didn’t have to. Many of those guys were big, smelly, and downright ugly; but one again, I like degrading sex. A few months into random jerk offs and blow and goes, I decided to start wearing my own slave uniform under my street clothes. I started with a black leather jock strap. God, I love the smell and feel of leather. Next came the cuffs… a wrist and ankle set, matching the jock, naturally. The collar was a bit tricky to pull off, I grew a beard and started wearing a lot of hoodies. Some of the guys that were cool with it, I’d strip down to the gear and give them what they need to get off. I did manage to kill a few boners. I finally got a chance to buy myself a chastity device. I was in beta male heaven. A small metal Chinese knock off became my best friend. I ended up with a few fwb’s that would help me out with my fantasy, but that’s all it was…. fantasy. I needed something a little more real. That’s where He came in….my Master.

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