He enjoyed being bound, and used for over a year, when his trusted Dom bound him, and left him helpless with a perv and his black lab.
Back in the late 70's, I was in my late 20's, my wife and I hadn't begun swinging yet, and I cruised adult bookstores a lot, looking for cocks to suck. In San Jose, on one of the side streets, was a bookstore with a variety of straight, gay, and tranny movies, and there were two booths that had zoo porn.
I was in the store one morning, around 10 A.M. I had told my wife that I had to work the holiday, so I could have the whole day to cruise for cocks to suck, and maybe get fucked if I was really lucky.
The clerk at the counter in the outer room was looking at a magazine, and didn't even look up as I passed him heading to the viewing booths. The viewing room was dimly lit, and had booths arranged in four rows with no doors for privacy, just curtains that when closed left a 1 foot gap above the floor. A picture, captured from the movie was posted next to the curtained entry. Back then, the movies were on super 8 film, there was no sound, just a silent movie.
As I walked down the aisle on the right I passed a booth with a photo of a woman sucking the cock of a German Shepard. Mouth wide open, under the dogs cock, tongue out to catch a drop of cum about to drop from the tip. The curtain was pulled closed, but under the gap at the bottom of the curtain I could see light flickering on the floor indicating someone was in the booth watching the movie.
A little farther down the aisle was a booth that had a picture next to the doorway of a man with a collar around his neck and his hands tied behind him, on his knees, being face fucked by a muscular stud. I didn't bother to pull the curtain closed. I sat on the bench seat, inserted a quarter and watched. The guy in the picture came to life in front of me, hog tied, laying on his side, being raped by a hung man laying on his side behind him.
I found the images oddly exciting. When the camera panned left to another couple, a man with his hands tied behind him and ankles wrapped with rope was bent over a couch being fucked by another muscular stud, my cock started firming up in my pants.
As I watched, my right hand found it's way to my crotch, and just as I began rubbing my cock through my jeans, a voice said, "Pretty hot stuff, isn't it?"
I turned my head to see a man standing just outside my peripheral vision. I could see past him to the booth with the k-9 movie. The curtain was pushed open and the booth was empty.
I tilted my head up, to see a man in his mid 50's, average build, clean shaven and not unattractive. He leaned on the framework of the booth, his pelvis maybe 6 inches from my face.
I said, "Yeah, it's not bad!"
He asked, "You enjoy bondage?"
I replied, "Never tried it, but the movies are interesting."
His zipper was already down, and he slid the fingers of his left hand into his jeans and bagan rubbing his cock as he asked, "Do you think of yourself tying someone up and fucking them?"
I looked back at the screen and with my finger touched the image of the guy bent over the couch, being fucked and said, "Actually, I'm kinda passive, so I'd probably prefer being that guy!"
I turned my head back to look at him to see that he had pulled his cock out and was stroking it just inches from my face.
I didn't hesitate long, I leaned in, took the head of his cock into my mouth and ran my tongue around it. Pushing forward, as he moved his hand away, I slid my lips over the length of what was about 7 inches until my lips were pressing against his jeans. I withdrew till my lips met the head and rotating my head from left to right applied suction as I continued the blow job.
I was just beginning to taste pre-cum, when he pulled away. He said, "Let's go to my place." Looking toward the entrance he continued, "Less chance of being interrupted, and maybe I can check out that nice ass you're sitting on."
I asked how far away his place was. He told me where he lived, it would be a short drive, and I said "O.K.. I'll follow you."
About five miles from the ABS, he turned into the driveway of an older, but neatly kept up house. I parked at the curb and walked across the lawn to where he was waiting at the door.
Inside, he said, "I'm Jim." and held out his hand. I shook his hand and said with a smile, "I'm John, pleased to meet you, I hope!"
Jim smiled back and said, "Follow me, and we'll see!"
He led me down a hallway and into a room on the right. The room had plush dark brown carpeting. To the right, there was a sling suspended from the ceiling, the back wall had silver colored rings mounted to it at various heights. There was a rack on the wall with black belts with silver buckles of various widths, and lengths. There were several sets of handcuffs, some with various lengths of chain attached, and several sets of padded leather shackles. On a table below the rack was a ***********ion of vibrators, and dildos of various sizes and lengths. Prominent among them were 3 large silicone horse cock dildos.
In the left back corner of the room was what looked like a modified weight lifting bench, with padded arms extending from both sides at the head area and down at the opposite end also. There were padded shackles attached to each of the arms which could be moved to different locations on the arm. The head of the bench could be raised and locked in place at various angles of incline. A large soft rubber pad, about two inches thick covered the floor at the foot of the bench.
To the left, against the wall, on the floor was a thick mattress covered with a clean sheet.
On the wall, above the rack of restraint equipment there were four framed photos. One of Jim on his knees, his pelvis pressed against the ass of a naked man, also on his knees. The mans wrists were shackled to the arms of the bench which was raised to about a 45 degree incline. His ankles had shackles on them attached to eyebolts in the floor. I looked down, and yes, there were eyebolts on each side of the pad on the floor. There looked to be some wide elastic material wrapped around the mans back and sides, wrapped around both him and the bench. He had a hood over his head.
Another photo was of a man laying with his head under a black lab who's cock was fully exposed, the man's mouth was open with his tongue extended. A couple of the man's fingers closed around the base of the dogs cock behind the knot. The photo had been taken at the right instant to freeze the image of a stream of clear liquid extending from the tip of the dogs cock to almost touching the back of the man's tongue. In the background I could see Jim's bondage bench.
The next photo was of a naked man, hood over his head, ankles bound to the eyebolts on the floor, his wrists extended upward toward the ceiling. Looking up I saw eyebolts and pully's attached to the ceiling. No ropes there now. Jim was on his knees sucking the man's cock.
The last photo was of a man on his elbows and knees in front of the sling, his head turned away from the camera. A black lab had mounted the man and it's cock was just visible partially penetrating the man's ass.
I was still taking all of this in, and my cock beginning to tingle when I felt Jim's right hand squeeze my left butt cheek.
Jim asked, "like what you see?"
I said, "It's definitely different!" "I'm not sure how comfortable I'd be with this stuff."
Jim asked, "You've never been restrained before?"
I replied, "No, never."
Jim said, "We'll start out simple, and we can stop anytime you feel uncomfortable." As he talked, he began removing his shirt, "Your safe word will be "Peppermint", at any time, if you feel you don't want to continue, no matter what we're doing, if you say "Peppermint", I'll stop and we'll take a break."
By the time Jim had stopped talking, he had kicked off his shoes and pants, and was standing naked in front of me. His cock was almost fully erect, a drop of fluid beginning to form at the tip. He put his hands on my shoulders, pushing down he said, "Let's pick up where we left off at the book store."
I went to my knees, slid my lips over the head of his cock pushing forward until I felt his cock hit the soft pallet at the entrance of my throat. Jim said, "That's my boy." as he put his hands on the back of my head and pulled me closer, his cock forcing it's way into my throat. He pulled back, then pushed back in. I applied suction as I sucked his cock, tilting my head from left to right as his cock moved in and out of my mouth.
Jim pulled away and told me to get undressed. I was out of my clothes in less than a minute. Jim had retrieved a pair of handcuffs from the table. Stepping behind me he took my left wrist and put the cuffs on, then my right. I felt his fingers slide along my butt crack from top to bottom, forcing my cheeks apart. A finger pressed against my mancunt, moved in a circular motion as Jim whispered in my ear, "You're mine now."
Jim led me to the restraint bench. Putting his hands on my shoulders, he pushed me down to my knees, then forward until I was on my knees with my upper body laying over the bench. Jim went to the table and came back with a tube of KY, and a dildo that looked to be about the same size as his cock.
I felt cold lube drop between my cheeks just above my hole, then Jim's finger moving in a circular motion, before pushing into me, forcing lube into my man cunt. Then I felt the head of the dildo press against my asshole, I groaned as I felt myself being forced open and tried to relax my muscles when the head of the dildo finally penetrated. Jim didn't pause, he pushed the dildo in slowly all the way until the silicone balls were pressing against my ass. He slowly backed it out, then back in again. The pain of the initial insertion bagan to subside, and I found myself pushing back to meet the thrust of the dildo.
Jim fucked me with the dildo for a few minutes, then dropped it to the floor and pressed the head of his cock to my cunt, and pushed in all the way, without resistance. He fucked me hard, with steady full strokes for about three minutes until he pushed in hard and held there grunting as he planted his cum in me.
Jim withdrew his cock and I felt him spread my cheeks, he said, "Push the cum out!"
I pushed, once, twice, then heard "That's it!" I felt Jim's finger tips touch my balls as he held his hand under my cunt, catching his cum in the palm of his hand. He brought his hand around in front of my face, the palm full of a small lake of translucent mixture of the lube and his cum.
He said, "Lick it up!" I lowered my lips to the puddle in his hand, and licked at it. It had a biter taste. I lowered my lips, open wide, back to the puddle and sucked the cum into my mouth. I held it there, moving it around in my mouth with my tongue, savoring the erotic bitterness before swallowing. I lowered my lips back to Jim's hand and licked it clean.
Jim said, "Stand up!" and putting his hands under my arm pits, helped me to my feet. He looked me up and down as I stood before him, naked, precum dripping from my semi erect cock.