Gay BDSM story of slutty new beginnings: 1
Gay BDSM Story: Part 1 – From the perspective of Daivik
It was Saturday noon. The sun was overhead, but was merciful on its subjects. Yesterday’s shower had fairly cooled down the day. I was driving my E-cycle to Saurabh’s house. The cool breeze wasn’t making my cheeks blush.
It wasn’t a long ride from my home. As I parked my ride outside his house, I saw him standing near the doorway. His warm smile was enough to convey how elated he was to see me. It wasn’t a usual weekend for us afterall.
Saurabh is my boyfriend of 3 years. We met in the first college semester. He is only slightly taller than me at 5’10”. However he is buffer in contrast to my toned appearance. When my mom died due to cancer 2 years ago, he was there for me. Our bond grew since then. Although his affection could never replace my mother’s, it is enough for me.
I approched him and he quickly hugged me, encasing me in his arms. I always find comfort in his embrace. Like the warmth of the blanket in cold night. He really knows how to give hugs.
“You’re late” he said softly. “You wouldn’t want to get messy, would you?” I replied and smirked while simultaneously breaking the touch. He rolled his eyes and smiled in agreement.
We both went inside.
This is a thing with Saturdays, we always get some time alone. It wasn’t like his parents give us hard time. They are supportive of our relationship. But wouldn’t we want some extra privacy when we get into play, eh?
“Would you like some water?” ” I’m good” I replied.
I followed him inside his room. It had its characteristic husky odour. It was Saurabh’s odour. In the front was the bed, and windows on both side of it for ample sunlight. On the right, his study table and a dark brown wooden cupboard which seemed more like an ornament.
On the left was the door to his bathroom. Only thing unfamiliar in the setting were the 4 long chain cuffs and a bottle of lube kept on the bedpost. Saurabh turned around and met my gaze.
“Let’s make no delay, shall we?” He said softly while maintaining his contact. There was strangeness in his voice. His look, it changed from warm to serious as he approached me. There was stillness in the moment. But it was not to be sustained.
He grabbed me by the waist to bring me near. I held his face in both my hands and ours lips met, slowly kissing each other. One could get lost in that moment. As his hands reached down towards my crotch, my belly felt a gush of adrenaline being released. It wasn’t long before our soft passionate kisses turn wild.
We started exploring each other. My hands reached down to his butt cheeks and gave them a gentle squeeze. And he, started to feel my shaft (which was rock hard due the ordeal) over my pants. There was rush, as if we couldn’t get enough of each other. He grabbed me by my hair, tilted my neck backwards and started giving kisses on the area. I moaned.
He knows the effect this has on me. There were shivers down my spine. I didn’t want it to end.
However, In the moment of panic, my glasses dropped to the floor. We looked at each other and chucked. ” Definitely stupid of us, huh?” i said. He reached down the floor to pick them. “Here” he said while handing me over.
I took no time to keep them on the bedpost. The moment of hurry was replaced with stillness, as my eyes went to the cuffs. I contemplated what was to come. Are we finally going to do this? Am I ready? I remember thinking.
“Daivik?…” he put his hand on my shoulder “…you don’t have to do this if you aren’t sure about it”. He had genuine concern in his eyes. “I don’t want to do anything you aren’t comfortable with, you know”
“I AM ready. And we will do this. Today itself” I gave him a reassuring smile.
“I know how much you wanted this”
Saurabh had been bringing up the idea of BDSM from past some weeks. It was only couple days ago that bought the BDSM kit with our joint savings. It had 4 cuffs with long chains (for both hands and legs), one collar leash, a blindfold and other things I don’t remember the names of.
We had decided to do it on the Saturday. His parents were not expected to come until late evening from work, so we had plenty of time till then.
Saurabh didn’t seem to be satisfied with my response.
Saurabh – Okay, lets repeat the rules we set, alright?
Me – (Visibly disliking the idea) Fine.
Saurabh – Safe word?
Me – Pangea.
Saurabh – In case, you…are not able to say the word?
Me – (Pause) Tap 3 times on you
Saurabh – And if–
Me – (Cutting him in between) Hey,,, I am READY. And…. I trust you. You wouldn’t intentionally do anything to HURT me. (i smiled, so as not to seem angry)
Saurabh was assured, at least seemed to be. We exchanged smiles and got closer to each other, setting the mood again.
“Stupid specs”
“I wouldn’t blame that” I chuckled .
I slowly brought myself near his ear. Moving my hand over his thick shaft “Well, I am sure… this monster wouldn’t want to wait…for another week, huh? “, I whispered. His excitement clearly grew as his dick twitched beneath my hands.
“Someone is getting slutty by the hour” he added with a grin. We kissed again. And this time, it was rougher.
We quickly started to undress each other while simultaneously maintaining the kiss. He took off his shirt and mine. I moved my hands over his sculpted chest. With him taking the lead, I was undressed in no time. I had little control against his strength. I then stood butt naked in front of him.
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“Sorry about that..” he said as he was struggling to take off his jeans. They seemed to be stuck around his ankles.
“Lemme help you out” I dropped to my knees. With the jeans then gone, I looked front.
His massive dick was dieing to come out of his boxers. It was at least 8″ long, and 7″ thick from the circumference. I wanted to rush in give in to my instincts, but looked at him for permission. He grinned giving me green light.
I moved my hands, and took off his briefs revealing his masterpiece…
(To be continued…)
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