BEACH BONDAGE

These pics were done around 2002. I had a friend who was renting a place at the beach, and was dabbling in photography. He was into bondage and wanted to tie me up. I arrived on Saturday night wearing a long sleeve tee shirt, jean shorts and Teva Sandals. I was taken upstairs and tied to the chair. Later, I would get gagged, then blindfolded, while my cock was teased through my shorts, but denied. When I arrived the temperature was in the high 60's. After two hours, I was released, where we went to a Beach Bar.

Overnight, the temperature dropped, and did not come back up, as the temperature stayed in the mid 50's. I got dressed wearing a pair of Levis, a tee shirt, a sweatshirt and white Adidas Sneakers. He did agree to put me into the straight jacket for some pictures, as his house backed right up to the beach. The Atlantic Ocean made a nice background.  After some pics, my friend did tie my ankles, laid me on the bench and left me out on the deck for about a half an hour. (I did have two of these Timerland Tee Shirts in the same color).

After, we were done with the pics outside, I was left to simmer for about a half an hour. I was released from the straight jacket. The plan was to watch football, but he tied me to the rope bench using wrist restraints and rope to secure the ankles, and left me to simmer while he went into the other room to watch football. As you note from the bottle of poppers, every time there was a commercial break, he came into the room and fed me poppers.

 

I had now been secured to the rope bench for about two hours. After the game was over, my friend came back and untied me. He asked me if I wanted to get tied up again, and of course I said yes. I took off my jeans, wearing the shorts underneath the jeans. I took off my Adidas Sneakers and socks and put on my New Balance running sneakers. My friend placed me in the leather hood and again secured my wrists and ankles to the rope bench. He began to tease and edge my cock as well as feeding me poppers. I was moaning and squirming and wanted to shoot, but I was being cum controlled. After a while, my cock was taken out of my shorts where I was being slowly stroked, and the "knob was being polished". After about fifteen minutes, I could not take it any more and shot. He continued to stroke me again, and it did not take long to shoot a second load. It was now time to get untied.

After spending a nice afternoon at the beach tied up, it was time to head home. While the bondage on the rope bench was not intense, any bondage is better than no bondage.