Trying Something Out - Reality Storytelling

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Another guy and I are trying out a different form of storytelling via groups if anyone is interested.

We're aiming to build a little community of people journeying with us as we explore and post about new experiments together in our sub/dom relationship. Think reality blogging / choose your own (or our) adventure etc

Probably not for everybody, but if it's the kind of thing that might float your boat and you'd like to get involved, you can find us in groups under Sub/Dom Journey from A-Z where you can request to join.

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To give you a flavour of this, here's the opening section from the section of the group about our first encounter...

How we met

We first met nearly 7 years ago when I first moved to the area.

My regular commute had changed, but my grindr profile hadn't: D Throat (the nearest I could get while still getting approved) with supporting text that said something like: Married. Looking for XL (8+)

His profile was blank but nearby as I drove past a town about 10 miles into my journey. He was simply one of the random profiles I said hi to in the hope of getting some cock from somewhere.

I don't remember the detail of the conversation, but I remember he was a man of few words and I didn't think it was particularly going anywhere. As with most of my chats, I got to the point of asking if he had read my profile. He said he had. I asked if he fit the bill. He said he did. I asked for a pic. He said he didn't share pics.

Normally I would have backed right off. But there was something about the self assured confidence of this blank profile that I found immensely appealing. It turned me on that he didn't seem to even acknowledge that that might not be what I wanted. No apology, nothing.

So, I didn't block him.

And over the next few days, we exchanged a few messages, focused on where and when we might meet for me to suck him off. Neither of us could accommodate (I'm married and turns out now that he is too) and the area he lives isn't replete with safe places to meet in the open. But I know somewhere I've spotted previously a few miles from his town and it's a quiet wood off a country road and we agree to meet there on the way back from work one evening around 7.

I arrive and thankfully the parking area is deserted. Would have been embarrassing to suggest a place that was impractical. It's September, so the light is beginning to fade slightly. Past 7pm. Still no sign of him. I'm loading grindr again and again but his profile isn't moving any closer. Looks like I judged this one wrong.

But just as I'm about to start the engine to leave, a car comes up the hill and pulls in to the parking area. He nods at me. This is it.
 

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Here's how the meet went from 2 perspectives...

His perspective

Let’s be clear. This guy exists for one reason. To please me on my terms!

I will admit to liking his profile but I wasn’t going out of my way to ensure that we could get a meet organised. He told me that he could satisfy my cock and so I thought I’d try him out and see if he is as good as he said he was!

So as I drove up to the spot that evening I knew he would be there waiting for me. I didn’t talk. I just walked into the woods and he followed. When I felt that we were far enough into the forest I threw him to his knees in his suit (his problem to explain dirty knees back at home) and made him take my flaccid cock into his mouth. He started working it and made me hard so I enjoyed fucking his throat as he gagged. I held his head and pounded his throat. He was pretty good but I know he would need more training to satisfy me properly. The thing I enjoyed most about the evening? When I had enough I simply walked away and left him on his knees, got into my car and drove home.

My perspective

What he didn't realise was that his stance that evening unlocked something in me that had long been bubbling under the surface but hadn't yet found adequate expression.

His silence felt powerful and I felt like an inadequate jabbering idiot in comparison.

But the physicality was the thing that got me:

1) before he let me suck him he tested my physical boundaries. He pulled open my shirt, barely considering whether the buttons might rip. His hands reached for and seized my nipples, pinching and slightly twisting them. Nobody had ever done this to me before and the physical strength and shock of this unsolicited move took my breath away. I tried to resist, but he pressed harder. Finally, he relented and I was able to focus on pleasuring him. But at that moment I knew I had crossed a threshold where physical pain and sexual energy intertwined in a highly intoxicating way

2) he pushed me to my knees in a way that signalled he knew that I was a slave to cock. It was where I belonged. His assertiveness and self assurance filled the silence with the sound of rushing blood in my head

3) and then his cock. I like the way he glides past that without any detail. But seriously, his cock was enormous. And for a size fan like me I almost came in my pants there and then.

Of course I didn't take photos that evening, but I'll see if I can dig out a few to upload which I've taken since. It'll give you an idea of what we're dealing with here...

(You'll have to join the group to see them )