Erotica: The Map of Desire

I walked into the club like I owned the place. I knew the owners so entry was always free. I hadn't gone to the local bath house in quite some time. The regular crowd kind of turned me off, so I was visiting the new sex club in town. It had a sweaty name, allowing both smut and knowledge with its title. I waved to the man at the front desk as I strolled through the double doors in front of me. The hallway was dark and there were signs directing which way to go. I saw a sign for bondage, so I, of course, followed.

I walked into a dimly lite room. The black walls had seen more skin than most sluts. Leather straps hung loosely from the walls, I grabbed one feeling the thick fabric in my hands. I pulled it tight, a loud snap echoed in the empty room. I heard the door behind me creak, followed by quiet footsteps. I turned around to see a blonde twink only wearing neon boxers. He smiled at me and walked closer, his body coming closer to mine. I think he thought foreplay would be involved as he leaned in for a kiss. I turned my face and pushed him against the wall. I grinned as I strapped him up, I could feel his eyes on me as I fumbled with them.

I pulled the last straps tight and stepped back to admire my work. I had blind folded my twink and could already see his hard cock throbbing, waiting to be handled, through his tiny boxers. I moved slowly towards him, silently I touched his clothed boner. He started to thrust his hips as I rubbed his cock, massaging it, engulfing it in my hand. I slid my hand through the opening in the front of his bulge, feeling his skin on mine. He moaned loudly as our skin created friction, his hips still thrusting. I pulled out my hand and whipped down his boxers, exposing his eager appendage. It stood straight up, maybe 6 inches and uncut. I bent down and teased his balls with my tongue, poking them with my soft wet muscle. The moans coming from my boy toy made me go crazy as I mouthed his balls and started to move my fist like a piston on his cock. Bonded against the wall, he was powerless to myevery move. I had always loved domination.

I stood up and lifted his dangling legs. Pulling down my pants with my free hand, I slid inside him without much effort. I started to pound my hanging victim as his moans and screams made me even harder. His ass was nice and tight, another favourite quality of mine. I stopped for a second to spit on my hand and lubed his ass a bit more to release some friction my fat cock was creating. I readjusted his legs to sit on my shoulders, folded in half against the wall. I pounded him viciously as I felt myself close to cumming. I leaned back a bit, releasing a loud 'fuuuuck'. I felt wet on my stomach as I looked down to see the cum shot of the twink all over me. I grinned and thrusted my hips more powerfully as I started to cum. My hips slowed as I finished, pulling out and relaxing against my hanging twink. I kissed his neck, I felt his heart beat against my chest. I stood there for a few seconds, I felt a connection with this one. I quickly snapped out of it, tearing off the boy's blindfold and looking into his eyes. He looked into mine and tried to kiss me, struggling to get away from the wall. I turned around, leaving the room and slamming the door behind me.