I met Alex several years ago, when visiting the Netherlands for a month. Alex is a well built, friendly guy, who adores leather. Not just the feel of a leather harness and leather cuffs and collar, but even more so the sting of a leather belt, paddle or whip on his body. I dont recall why I did not write about our meeting before. It was certainly a hot encounter, we both thought, and we have exchanged memories about this meeting several times, during short chats, communicating while at opposite ends of the world. I thought now was an appropriate time to recant that meeting, a couple of days before our scheduled second meeting, this time at his place. I call him Alex, in this story, but thats the only thing in it that is not true. Having received several questions, recently, to why there were no new stories, I thought it was tome to submit a new one.
I vividly remember him visiting me, when I stayed in a row house in a respectable neighbourhood in the middle of the country. He arrived with a large bag full of stuff to play with: a couple of whips, leather boots, and a body harness were amongst the items I remember most vividly. Alex is a tough guy, when it comes to being paddled or whipped; he adores getting dominated, serving on his knees, and getting his nipples pinched. Performing as a slave and feeling pain is like a drug for him.
I had him stand in front of me in his tight jeans, feet apart and hands behind his head. Having to assume that position got him hard in less than no time. I made him bend over, showing his jeans-covered firm arse. A few slaps with the belt on that inviting butt were almost wasted on him. Alex is the kind of boy who loves to get it on his bare arse as well as on his back, and with serious leather implements. He was going to get exactly that, but all in due course. I first made him take off his top, to have a good look at his well trained hairy chest. I tested his nipples, which would obviously need metal nipple clamps of the kind that were in his bag. While kneeling in front of me, I collared and cuffed him, then made him strip completely. His uncut _c_o_c_k_ pointed at the ceiling when I took a firm grip on it and squeezed his balls. He visibly enjoyed it, as evidenced by the precum dripping from his _c_o_c_k_.
I made him put on his leather harness, which made him look even hotter. I blindfolded him, connected his leather cuffs on his back, and led him upstairs, where I was going to play with him in the bedroom. I walked behind him, guiding him up the staircase, admiring his firm arse cheeks. The bedroom had a queen-size bed and cupboards with large mirrored sliding doors. I would be able to seen him from he back, as well as from the front via the large mirrors, which made it all very exciting.
I first made him bend over the bed, offering his arse for a sound spanking with the belt. It slapped his cheeks with my belt, and made them warm and pink; from his response, it was obvious that this boy needed far more. I made him stand up and put the metal clamp he had brought on this nipple. It made his _c_o_c_k_ twitch and produce more precum, showing how much he loved it. I connected his wrist cuffs to his slave collar, and made him turn towards me. It was time to use the two whips he had brought. I first picked up the one with thin strips of soft leather, about a meter and a half long, and gently used it on his butt and back, gradually building it up. I used it harder than I had used it before on any of my boys in those days, but clearly not quite hard enough for his taste. I increased the force, and stood a bit closer to him, so that the leather strands now curled round his body, landing at the front. Used like this, the strands pick up speed while going round the body, landing quite hard at the front. This finally had the effect of a very slight whinging of the boy, which made me ease up a bit. Too much, I later realised. This boy needs it quite rough to get the most out of it. Next, I made him knee l to make him take my _c_o_c_k_ in his mouth. He obeyed without the slightest reluctance, but requested for his blindfold to be removed, so he could see me. I considered his request and granted it, on the condition he would accept the braided whip on his butt. He eagerly accepted the condition.
After a while, I made him stand up, facing the mirrored wall, and began to whip his butt with the braided whip. He was by no means the fist boy I had whipped, but he was definitely the first one who eagerly accepted the strokes without the slightest effect. That boy is really tough, I realised. I clearly had to be a lot rougher with him to make him get a kick out of it. I began using the whip with the leather strips again, on his back and butt as well as on his chest. First while he was standing up, and then while he was tied, spread-eagled on the bed. His _c_o_c_k_ and facial expression provided convincing evidence that he liked every bit of it. He only tensed his body when I made the leather strips go round his body, hitting the other side with greater speed and force. Even that, he took with pride, never considered requesting me to stop, which I would have at once.
Having made him submit to the tit clamps and whips for quite some time, it was time he showed me what else he could be used for. I disconnected his cuffs, to give him the opportunity to use his hands as well as his mouth on my body, while kneeling in front of me. I laid back, comfortably, on the bed, my head on a pillow. He looked after my mouth, _c_o_c_k_ and nipples for quite a while, before I made him crawl between my knees and continue his work there. He expertly brought me to my first orgasm that ecebing.
After relaxing for a brief moment, I tied him up again, spread-eagled, face upwards. I used the whip with the strips on his chest and belly, then put the whip aside, and played with his _c_o_c_k_ and nipples. I used my mouth to get him even hotter, and when I had him excited for quiet some time, I made him shoot his hot load on his belly. After that, his _c_o_c_k_ finally softened, for the first time since he got it hard downstairs. He relaxed, quite exhausted after the ordeal. We talked a bit, and then went downstairs where he dressed and we had a drink and a friendly discussion for quite some time.
After a very pleasant conversation, Alex felt it was time to leave. He packed his bag and stood in front of me. He looked at me, we kissed passionately, and then he gave in again. For the second time that evening I had him submit and beg to be my slave. Again, he put on his harness. This time, his blindfold stayed on for as long as I saw it fit. It was later I realised that the boy was not nearly as used to visiting a master as I had expected, and the blindfold had just been a tiny bit too scary for this tough boy on the first occasion. Again, I used his whips on his body, a bit more confident this time. He made me ejaculate a second time, and, again while being tied up, I made him cum.
That was a very hot evening, we both agreed then; while chatting from different continents, much later, we admitted that it had been great fun. My only concern during those chats, much later, was that he asked if I had become a bit tougher since we met. I whipped that boy more severely than I had whipped anybody before. And yet, he gave the impression afterwards, that I had been too mild. Well, if that is what he felt, I would make sure I would be harder and tougher during our second encounter. That took place a couple of days after I began writing this story. We met at his place, where I had dinner with him and his boyfriend. He was mine to play with. I was quite a bit tougher that time, since I did not want to hear from him again I was too soft. I promised to try to buy a leather paddle while in the Netherlands, which I left at his place to be used again. I can assure you that he felt that paddle on his arse, as well as some of his own whips on his back and belly. I also decided that a hot treatment with candle wax was what he needed that evening. It was great fun, that week. If youre interested, I may write another true story about Alex. Just contact me on hotdate@hotmail. com and let me know what you thought of my adventure.