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By ty dehner
Today I’m known for my fiction writing of BDSM, but it all started over 20 years ago with my first leather and bondage experience. This was a time when the internet was just beginning and being kinky and gay was a challenge as we didn’t know there were others like us as one can find on the internet today. My discovery that there were others like me came when I found an issue of Bound & Gagged Magazine in a Tower Books. From that day I was there every month with each new issue, eventually building the courage to have a subscription and have it sent to my home. To meet guys then, one would place personal ads in a publication like B&G. I never really met anyone with those ads, but I read the stories that were written by real guys and dream of being them, bound, helpless and struggling. Then I got my first computer and one of those free disks to access America OnLine. And this is where this story begins…
They say if you wait long enough, that dreams can come true. Well, today one of those dreams did come true. For most of my life I have always wanted to experience leather and bondage. It was only in the last three that I discovered that I was not alone in this desire. As I came to terms with my sexuality and my desires, I started to want someone to share their experience and knowledge with me. I ran ads, got a few responses but nothing ever came from it.
By BigMouthfla
And that’s our life thus far. I frequently hold his dick while he’s taking a leak. Still turns us on a lot. I stay locked in my belt 24/7. Don’t even know how long it’s been, but I’m accustomed to it now. Mostly anyway. I still do get those “rages” where it’s like I can’t take it anymore. But it passes. I’ll say that those orgasms he is able to trigger while deep inside me is well worth the frustration that I go through with the belt. Nothing in this world could describe how those feel. And if I only ever get to feel those forever on end, I’ll take it!
At night, we always sleep with me between his legs, his cock in my mouth. The harness connecting us together. It’s our regular position. We have become very comfortable like this, and I wouldn’t know what it’s like to sleep in any other way.
Sometimes, for fun he puts locks on the harness and puts the keys in the time-locked box. Other times not. It’s just for some additional fun is all. Doesn’t really mean anything. Just adds a small element of excitement. We often forget about it though.
By BigMouthfla
The next night he introduced an interesting idea. He showed me this contraption that resembled a small safety deposit box. There was an electronic readout on the top. I asked him what it was, and he told me it’s just that — a safety deposit box, but it’s controlled by time. The unlock happens automatically once a certain time is set and arrives. I was confused as to why he was showing me that, but ‘ok’. I never know what the man will come up with next! Makes it fun and constantly interesting.
He suggested it would be fun if we put the keys to the locks to the harness inside this box and set a time for the next morning. A bit confused as to why, I asked him “Why?” He said, “Wouldn’t it be fun, if for a brief moment, neither one of us had any control over our sleeping arrangement and neither of us could unlock the locks until a certain time?” “I guess, but what if you have to get up to take a leak or something?” “Oh I’d be SURE to do that before bed! No, this is not some ploy for that. No, I just think it would be fun to have us both out of control for a while. That’s all.”
So we agreed to set the time at 5 a.m. No harm there. We both wake up around 6 anyway. So we went to bed that night, and he dropped the keys in the box, set it for 5 a.m. and shut it. I put the harness on, got into bed, and he attached to himself as normal. He put the locks on, and one at a time I heard them click shut. Hmm, that seemed to have caused a bit of stirring in my chastity belt, I have to admit. Once they were all in place, he said, “OK, Babe, now we are locked securely together until at least 5 a.m. tomorrow morning, and there is nothing that either of us can do about it.” Yeah OK, that caused a lot of blood to rush as my dick tried its damndest to get hard again. Ah! When will it learn that it can’t? After all, it’s been a few months of continuous wear. But this situation was really making me hot.
I sucked him off like a champ. Even though it’s a nightly occurrence, I still love it and so does he. So we lay there locked tightly to each other without any way of negating that. This was actually kinda cool. I was thinking to myself, “I really hope he doesn’t have to take a leak — this will NOT be funny!” But all was well, and we drifted off to sleep. By the next morning, the box was already opened, so he reached in and retrieved the keys, unlocked us and we went on about our normal routines.
“OK,” I thought to myself. “That was fun and harmless. It’s cool.” That now became a new routine for us as well. I tell you, we keep making this more and more interesting as time goes on. First it was the chastity belt, then sleeping with him in my mouth all night. Then we added our leather harness. Then it was locked on. Now, it’s time locked as well.
We have an adventurous life!
To be continued …
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Does anybody remember Drummer magazine? It was hot as fuck.
Before the Internet, there was an extensive selection of scene-related publications, mainly published in the 1970s to the 1990s. These magazines included DungeonMaster, Checkmate, Metropolitan Slave, Manhood Rituals, MACH, Manifest Reader (my personal favorite!), the Zeus Inferno albums and other Zeus one-offs, most of Larry Townsend series, the Robert Payne series — and of course the crowning achievement of them all — Drummer!
And then came Bound and Gagged magazine — and my whole life changed because I knew I had to move to New York City.
By BigMouthfla
The next night was pretty normal and standard, with me putting on the harness and him attaching to his body. He said, “You know, something that would be fun is to utilize those padlock points on this harness.” I was thinking to myself, why in the world would he want to do that? I muffled out “Why?” He said, “Ah, just for fun really. Both of us really like this, and it could just be a bit of fun. Maybe some fun for you knowing that you are ‘really’ trapped with me in you.” I shrugged my shoulders as to indicate ‘ok’. Conveniently, he said that he had a couple of padlocks. Kinky thing that he is.
He unstrapped himself from me and left the room. When he returned he had three small padlocks. He said these might add some element of fun. I was thinking to myself that I’d never try to pull away regardless, but it was OK if he wanted to use them. Didn’t bother me. So he got back into bed and strapped him back to me, then put the locks on. Now at that very second I thought to myself, “He DOES have the keys, right?” As I tried to say that, remember I’m speechless at this point due to my mouth being stuffed, he couldn’t understand what I was saying. I gave up trying to talk and just starting to prepare for sleep.