Story:Cicero, chapter 2

Cicero

Chapter 2 – The unexpected mating

Contains: Rubber, scifi, bondage, mind control, nonconsensual, Furry/Anthropomorphics

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Cicero stood in the doorway to his balcony after his shower, taking in the night air and staring up into the sky. It was late spring and coming up on his birthday in a few days. In preparation, he’d scheduled some time off from work for this long weekend. Thinking to himself, Cicero pondered his birthday plans, “Maybe I’ll do a road trip out into…”

Cicero’s thoughts were cut short by a strange sound from above. He looked up at the clear night and saw only stars. He got a nice view of several constellations, even the faint ones like . . . “It was there just a moment ago.” A star just above the horizon was blotted out, as if something a blind were pulled over it. He heard the strange sound grow stronger, like a whistling sound. “Maybe some kids are setting off fireworks.”

He started to turn to go dig out his telescope and get a better look at the sky, one of his few relaxing and tame hobbies when a glimmer caught his eye. Something shiny in the sky in the direction of the star, reflecting. He was looking back over his shoulder when it happened all in an instant.

*SLAM*

Something small and wet hit him hard in the middle of his back as he was walking away from the balcony. Cicero’s first thought was “My god, I’ve been shot!” The force of the impact felt like the time he’d taken a bullet in the back, protected by his bulletproof vest.

The Truth: Feb 2011 Edition: Are you ready for some football?

Okay, so obviously I'm more than a bit late with this one. I had been asked by fauxpawroo :

Request: Football gear bondage photos? I dunno if you have football gear but if you do I would love these forever because you are gorgeous and that would be an amazing combo :OOOO

also I have no idea what to ask lol

She asked this, of course, before I put back on 20 pounds. But that's the way the cookie crumbles. That and finding a photographer/top combination for this isn't that easy.

In the mean time, I've posted these pics and more up on my flickr page, under a set specifically for Football Gear. As I mention in the pics... I love football uniforms... not a big fan of the armor:





Again, many more ppics from this set are available at Football Gear

This photo set was also an effort in me trying to learn how to properly use my stroblight system for photography.

Blogs: Kinked bloggings of Bo

So I met this hot young boy, Bo, at a weekend getaway that my partner and I went to last summer in Eerie, PA right after the job interview in Chicago that eventually allowed me to move there.  Bo was among the guys from Chicago to the east coast there for this weekend get-away, and he did wonders for my self image... because he and I hit it off and played some.

It was after that weekend that I learned of the Kinked bloggings of Bo, his little corner of the internet.  In fact, he blogged about our interactions at the weekend in an entry he called "Cry", because he gave me the honor of being the first to bring him to tears in a pain scene.

Bo, bringing kink to the streets of Philadelphia,

Kinked bloggings of Bo

Story:Boys Should Be Seen, part 3

Boys Should Be Seen

Part 3

Contains: Rubber, bondage, non-consent, mind control, SciFi

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. . . I woke later, the pain was gone. I was alone in a room, with concrete walls and a steel door. My hands were in small metal balls, barely large enough to fit my closed fists. I could feel my hands curled around some kind of bar going through the middle of the ball and could see five small flanged metal pegs at regular intervals around the surface of each.

I looked down and found myself sitting in piss, presumably my own. That wasn't what startled me as much as the steel contraption around my crotch. I hadn't had a chance to look earlier, but I think it had been on me before my escape attempt. This shiny metal device looked like a bulky speedo, effectively covering my cock, balls, and most of my ass.

Story:Do You Know Me?

Do You Know Me?

                                        

Bondage, nonconsensual, abduction, anal

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Around mid afternoon, my calf started to cramp up.  Time to pull over.  Up ahead a few more miles, I turned the car off into a scenic overlook.  Sunny and warm, just shy of hot.  Picked up a soda from the vending machine before I strolled off along a path.

A few families and other travelers had the same idea as me, but not many.  The scenic overlook really was impressive.  I leaned up against a tree several yard back from the cliff edge and closed my eyes.

"Hold on tight, son!" I cracked my lids just a bit and saw an adorable sight.  A young blond boy no older than 7 or 8 clinging to his father's neck with his legs, sitting on the dad's shoulders.  Dad himself was hot.  A young dad at that, late 20's, blond hair with a hint of red.  I closed my eyes and smiled as the pair walked close to the cliff's edge, but stopping a safe distance away.

Blogs: happyfrosh's happy place

Back in march, I came across a fresh blogger, happyfrosh.  I'd seen his Recon profile before and had drooled, but this was a new view of him.  I started out just thinking he was a hot looking man, but his blog shows him to be insightful, introspective, and complex.  In my mind, that just adds to the hotness.

What I really like about his blog is that he's sharing his learning about bondage skill.  He describes a variety of techniques and materials that he's used in bondage and include pictures of his work doing it.

Definitely a blog worth checking out:

happyfrosh's happy place 

Story:Cicero, chapter 1

Cicero

Chapter 1 – Need a bit of cleaning

Contains: Furry/Anthropomorphics

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The door slammed behind him as he made his way to the bathroom. It had been another long thankless day at work, surrounded by people who resented his presence. It didn’t matter that he could bench-press any two other officers; he was still treated like an outsider. Truth to be told, he knew it was partly because he could do just that that he was ostracized. Standing over the toilet, he unzipped and let lose a long pungent stream.

“Gah,” he said to himself, “I need to drink more water . . . and eat less asparagus.”

His dick was still flopping out of his fly as he walked across the living room to the balcony door and slid it wide open. Looking out over the busy street stories below, he inhaled the cool midnight spring air, he stretched his arms overhead, stretching sore muscles and caught a brief whiff of something that wasn’t quite so spring fresh.

And that ends the device...

Well, after 7 weeks of constant compression, my nether region has finally rebelled. Between the irritation that was already underway from the device plus the added problems from being jabbed by the cable, I've removed the device this evening.

Actually, without the PA cable to hold my shaft in, it was trivially easy to extract my cock from the cage. I'm definitely a grower, not a shower. My balls have shrunk some it seems. But that might just be my perception. In any case, once the shaft was out, it practically fell off.

I've not talked with my keyholder yet, as it's late and I'm going to bed. But I did mail him to let him know. I intend to follow through with not wanking for the remainder of the agreed upon period. Besides, it's IML... I really shouldn't need to jerk myself.

In other news... Soap is so very much my friend right now.

Chastity: 7 weeks in!

So I've been locked up now for 7 weeks.  It's been frustrating.  As I mentioned last week I got a week and a half ago.  So it's been two orgasms in 7 weeks.  *shudder*

I've been fairly... I wouldn't call it resigned, but certainly mellow about this round of chastity.  Until now.  Ran into a snafu this morning that's going to make things a little more difficult.

I'd been using the "PA Cable" from birdlocked.com to keep myself from pulling out.  Well, after noticing a little irritation this morning, I was feeling around and felt a sharp jab from the PA cable.  A quick call to JW and a learned cryptex combination later, I find the problem.

It seems the PA cable's frayed.  It was a pretty sharp jab at that.  So now I could easily pull out of this device.  I find that more than mildly disappointing.

I've emailed the vendor.  They've been fairly responsive on other past issues, I'm hopeful they'll come back with a reasonable response.

Blogs: Sparky's "No Safe Word"

Sparky in 2003

There's this hot man that I've known for a few years, ever since he was the cute pup at my birthday party in 2003.  I'd travelled out to Seattle to visit some friends. 

Since then, he's done a lot of growing up and become quite the accomplished pervert himself.

You can check out his interests, his photography, and his ongoing exploration at his blog, "No Safe Word" (as opposed to "no safeword"...  which is a whole other barrel of fun).

GearBlast at IML 2011

GearBlast IML 2011

Friday, May 27 @ 10:00pm

Regency Ballroom B, Hyatt Regency Chicago

Music: Dave Huge

No Cover

People tell me "But I don't have gear!"  Well, you've got lots of options!

• Lycra and spandex
• Latex, thin or thick
• Sports gear of any kind
• Motorcycle gear of any kind: motocross, racing, cruising
• SCUBA wetsuits
• Spacesuit? Come in from the vacuum
• Fursuiters, bring your heads
• Superheroes, bring your supersuit
• Uniforms? Don't forget the cuffs
• Hazmat? Does your mask have drinking straw attachments?
• Snowmobile and down suits
• Skinhead? Laces & braces
• And seeing as it is Internation Mister Leather, bring that too

If you want to see previous years of GearBlast, check out the photos from past events:

• My pics from GearBlast IML 2010
• My pics from GearBlast IML 2009
• Official gearblast photo galleries

Story:Boys Should Be Seen, part 2

Boys Should Be Seen

Part 2

Contains: Rubber, bondage, non-consent, mind control, SciFi

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I must have fallen asleep, because I awoke up to screaming. My screaming. My cock, balls and ass were again on fire from the electricity. I don't know how long I've been here in this position. Hooded, sleep sacked, and strapped down hard. If movement were open to me, I'd be jumping around, thrashing in pain. It was lasting longer this time, or maybe the process of waking made it seem that way

As it was, my thrashing in my bonds continued for a couple of moments after the power was cut. Laying there, panting, the voice returned, "I'll ask again, are you awake, boy?"

"Yes sir!" I was on the verge of tears and panic, but managed to respond. Several times now had I been woken like that. It was wearing on my sanity. I knew I dared not break into tears... as I had done once already. Any noise seemed to trigger the electricity, even my sobs.

Chastity at 6 weeks in

Chastity probably isn't the right term for this, as I'm allowed to get off and play with others.  But it is the easiest short-hand term for what's going on.  It's easier to say "i'm in chastity" than to say "i'm on a regimen to keep from jerking off because otherwise I rely too much on myself for pleasure and not others and it plays well into my desire to be under someone else's control."

I did get off this past weekend.  After helping out with set-up for the Chicago Hellfire Club party on Saturday, I was duct-taped into a chair, gagged with the duct tape (thank goodness I keep my hair and beard short), was then unlocked and was gotten to the edge of coming pretty quickly.  Add a little lube and 10 minutes later I'm being let up to clean off.

(Btw, is the smell of duct tape an aphrodesiac for anyone else?)

The device had been on for almost 4 weeks straight at that point, so I and the device both needed a bit of cleaning - aromatic would be a polite way to put it.  I was allowed time to clean, adjust and reapply the device, then it was locked back on.

So I'm locked up through June 1.  I'll be locked through IML, but I'll have the lockbox with me, and my keyholder on speed-dial in order to get unlocked for any potential play.

6 weeks of chastity.  2 orgasms.  Ugh.

I talked with my keyholder over the weekend as well.  He hit some nice headspace buttons when he told me that "No, you don't want to be in chastity.  You need to be in chastity."  He's right, but it's frustrating.

Blogs: A year under lock and key

A year under lock and key...  not my personal goal, but who knows how long I might let last this chastity run I'm currently on.  But no, I'm referring to Smarmaduke.  He's somewhat my inspiration for chastity this time around.  This young whipper snapper signed up for a full year of chastity with his long distance boyfriend and his local sir having complete control over when and how he can get off.

What's more, he's giving us a day by day record of what's going through his head as he endures and enjoys his confinement.  If someone deserves to be followed, this boy is one.  He's putting in an effort to provide daily content.

Follow him at his blog and find out what long term chastity is really like:

A year under lock and key

Poorly defined desires, 215-534-267

With this recent round of chastity, it's allowing me to think more about what I want from kink.

As I mentioned previously, I find myself wanting a master of some sort.  JW and I had discussed this recently.  He's a good friend and an excellent top and keyholder.  However, we agree that he's not going to be the one to have a permanent collar on me.  He's got a full plate with his own boy.

So my thoughts on slavery and submission are nothing new.  I periodically explore this side of my personality.  The idea of being property is appealing to me on some level.  Like having a contract which can be passed along.  That's part of what drove me to register for an "SLRN" around this time last year.  Another part was the idea that having someone claim ownership would be . . . a positive boost for my ego.

215-534-267

Of course, thoughts of slavery, of having a chain locked around my neck are tempered by my aggressive nature, desire to top, and of course, my relationship with Rocket.  He always comes first.  And the way I feel in relationships, it would take much work for me to establish a real connection with a top/sir/master/etc without having some kind of effect on my primary relationship.