The gay and kinky bondage stories
I have been lying here motionless for quite a while now. I can't say how long, but several hours for sure. That's how it definitely feels. Or is it only a few minutes? I can neither see nor hear anything. Eyes are blindfolded, ears covered, deprived of my senses I wait for the touch of the man who takes me into these ingenious bondage stories. But at the moment it is called waiting, endless waiting. The only thing I feel are the ropes that lace themselves into my skin. Taking away my movement. Ensure that I am fixed here will-less, helpless and so excited.
I lie over a buck, my arms are fixed on the back. The legs, lower legs and thighs lashed together and spread apart at the knees so that you can get good at ass and tail. But what will happen now, the greed and the pain of the fixation alternate incessantly. But I do not even know if he is in the room with me, if he is close to me or far away. One thing stayed with me and that I noticed when he came back into the room or put on a very well reaching but strong perfume in there.
Now I knew I was not alone, I was sure he would touch me at any moment. Then I was really scared when his hand was on my back, he freed his ears and whispered in my ear that I have not waited long at all. His deep voice is simply exciting and ensures every time that my blood pumps into my cock. This is really very intense. Now I felt how he attached another rope to me. But I could not exactly order how and where or what for.
In the air
The ropes became wider and wider, tied around my body and tighter and tighter. Until at some point he stopped tying more around me. Next, I felt my own weight pressing into the ropes. He had to pull me up on the ropes so that I would hang in the air. It didn't take long until I couldn't go any higher. There I remained for quite a while, too, when I quickly felt someone playing with my cock, making it hard, hitting it and at the same time pushing a proper plug into my ass.
When the pain of the ropes, became greater and I actually wanted to give up someone started to blow my cock. Which of course motivated me to hold out even longer. It went well exactly until orgasm, then the pain also exploded. I was also released at that exact moment. This feeling, what flows through me, the release of the pain, together with the orgasm. Simply indescribable. The blood flows extremely fast through the body, the happiness hormones shoot you only so through the marrow and leg. I simply can't describe it any other way.
It's just always great to be able to experience one of the many bondage stories. And I have already tried so much in this area that I no longer know what all was already there. Bondage is not just about bringing a little atmosphere into the bedroom. Tying hands and legs to the bed and caressing. Of course, these were my beginnings. But I was tempted to try more. To feel what tying up is all about. Increasing sensitivity, playing with lust. I just can't get enough of it.
Bondage stories with sex partner
Of course, the classic tied up sex is still horny and exciting. Just the thought of touching your partner makes you or the other person horny, but you just can't do it no matter how hard you try. The restraints prevent it. Trust, excitement, eroticism purely one experiences with this kind of the Sexes. Also watching how the eyes of the partner become more and more fiery, but you are at the mercy, satisfies you to wait a little longer until the next touch. However, not too long not until the arc of excitement falls. Always keep stretching, never let it burst.
Something like that can really drag on, even if time disappears completely. You don't notice whether it flies, whether it stands still. One is in the here and now. All thoughts are focused on the game with your partner. How far one can go with the bondage stories. How tightly you can pull, or whether you start to deprive the other of other senses. Then the eroticism really starts to work. As soon as you have to rely on your hearing, whether you are about to be touched or even alone. Every step you hear only inspires you like nothing else.
It's from the thing that it almost tears you apart. Uncertainty to the point of trust. It pushes the sexuality, but is also enormously increased by it. Only those who trust and can give control into the hands of another will grow through such play. I get off on it when the ropes get tighter and tighter. Around my wrists, legs or even around my balls and cock. Even when the noose pulls a little tighter around my neck, this is very horny.