By Erik
Early yesterday evening I got a message from a bisexual guy visiting Helsinki for two days.
Continue reading Tied Up and Edged in a Hotel (a ‘Happened Last Night’ true story)
By Erik
Early yesterday evening I got a message from a bisexual guy visiting Helsinki for two days.
Continue reading Tied Up and Edged in a Hotel (a ‘Happened Last Night’ true story)
By Erik of Roids N Rants
The shiny black Slick It Up hood is stretched tight around my head, muffling every sound. There are no eye holes, only a hole for my mouth, and I’m totally blind and helpless as I’m being guided deeper into the apartment. Disoriented, I have no idea where I stand, and suddenly I’m seized by too many hands to count and held in place as my arms are pulled behind my back and a rope is tied around my wrists. There is no going back now.
By Erik of Roids N Rants
A few hours ago, this afternoon, I was standing in front of a tall 19th-century condominium in one of the most prestigious areas of the town and hesitating whether to enter or not. No one knew I was there, and I didn’t know the man who was going to take me to the deep underground cellar of the old building, tie me up and fuck me anonymously.
By Erik of Roids and Rants
I enter the apartment. The bathroom is right next to the entrance like they told me, and after shedding my shoes and overcoat I enter the bathroom and strip. I was told to bring my Slick It Up hood with me, the tight black one with only a hole for the mouth, and once I’m naked I pull it on. The last thing I see is myself in the whole-length mirror, my dick already swaying hard, face a little anxious but excited.