Call me Daddy Twink pt 1

If there is one thing I think we should all remember, it is that no matter how much of a Dom Top or sub bottom we are, a little role reversal never hurt anyone! In fact, switching roles every now and again is usually for all involved parties. The new new guard is definitely onto something in its belief in the fluidity of roles, and while I may not subscribe to it whole heartedly, I have to admit sometimes I love being a nasty lil Dom top.

For the past several weeks I have been in NYC visiting old friends, making new ones, and even getting to know a truly remarkable someone (more on this later). One of those new friends I made was named Patrick. We met on recon, noticed we had some mutual friends, chatted briefly about me tying him up, and eventually I took the trip down to see him. There really is just something about this guy. He has a very average-Joe attitude to him, with a handsome face, hot body, hearty laugh, killer smile, and truly endearing personality. I must admit I have a bit of a crush on him, in a really weird sort of way. He's one heck of a guy.

ANYWAY! One of the reasons we met up int he first place was because he was looking for as a bottom what I get into as a top: rope bondage sessions with struggling and teasing. I can def top a scene, but I am not really a sadist and mostly just get off on a guy struggling bound and gagged.

So I showed up at his place and as agreed, he was wearing a full military uniform and he looked HOT! My draw almost dropped at how handsome and masculine this guy was (especially in said uniform). After chatting for a bit, we broke out the rope (which he had a surprising abundance of for a bottom), and got down to business. For that first session we only did one tie. A damn tight hogtie that was effective and certainly intricate, without being too fancy (a word of advice to all aspiring rope tops, if you can't do it, DON"T TRY IT! Start simple till you master the basics and rope your way up! All that pretty rope bondage you see in pics was done by people who have been practicing for years). I gave him a few mins to get out, in which he put up a decent struggle, until I decided to start having my fun.

First off, this guy's energy was perfect. He put up a damn good struggle and knew how to make it convincing (not like 99% of the guys in porn ("Please don't, noooo, I hate that...;-)" ew, gross, instant soft-on)). And he brought out the cocky top in me. I started by telling him he wasn't really struggling at all, and he must really not want out. I decided to start giving him some incentives at that point. I used his face as a foot rest, made him sniff my nasty baseball socks, pinched his nips, etc... Then I started asking him if he, an older 5'10 165lbs man usually let 21yo 5'5 115lbs kids tie him up in his apartment. I asked him if he thought all that muscle he had made any difference in that moment, where he could have easily out-muscled me if not for how well I had him tied (and now gagged with my socks). This really made him start to buck, kick, and mpphh! God I was so fucking turned on.

At this point I decided to kick it up a notch and pulled down his pants to expose his white jock and raging hard on! This prompted a whole new wave of teasing about how hard his cock was, and how much he was clearly loving getting dominated by a kid. For those of you who don't know, I have a pretty big dick, and I loved rubbing that in his face, metaphorically AND literally! First I started talking about how much of a bigger man he was, except where it counted. Soon I had my cock out and was smacking his face, asking if he wanted to suck it. He would yell a muffled "fuck you" through my dirty socks filling his mouth, which only made me harder. Since this was about teasing and humil as much as bondage, I decided to humiliate him a bit before he sucked it. Sure, I could have taken his gag out and forced his mouth open? But why force someone to do something when you can make them beg for it?

I ungagged him and asked if he wanted to suck my cock, and he more or less said no (there were some expletives). So I took a firm hold of his balls and asked again, when I was met with the same response. So I applied some pressure, asking again at intervals. Gradually the swears subsided, and soon he couldn't even respond his face was contorted in pain. Eventually he finally yelled "Let me suck your cock!". I paused for a moment, and squeezed again. "I said beg", I responded. "You told me to let you suck my cock, I said beg for it." I can't even describe how much his cock stiffened at this. I don't think he was used to playing with kinky little fuckers like me (who think like a pig). I squeezed a bit more, and despite initial resistance, eventually had him pleading and begging me to stuff my cock in his mouth.

I eventually obliged, which in itself was not remarkable. I don't particularly enjoy getting head, and I got the impression he didn't particularly enjoy getting it. It was the fact that I had made him beg that was hot, so the head itself didn't last long. Soon after though I was jerking him off, now regagged with my other sock, with my dirty jock strapped to his face. He didn't take long to cum, and after he shot a nice load. I finished myself off on his face (which was mostly protected by the jock).

I untied him and we just relaxed for a bit. I really loved spending time with him. And I think this is when my weird little mancrush for him started. Soon I had to go though, but don't worry, we had several more sordid adventures.