John arrived, and I was wearing a
long sleeve tee shirt, Levis Jeans and the White High Top Pro Keds with white
sox. John reached into his pocket and pulled out a Marijuana joint. (I get
stoned only occasionally, but use nothing else other than Poppers. I have been
stoned then tied up before and found it very erotic and relaxing).
John fired up the joint, and we
smoked. Once we were done, John put on an ace bandage blindfold, then the
leather hood, followed by the strait jacket. I then sat on the edge of the
table. John snapped a few pictures.
John then laid me back on the table.
My head started to swim as I was beginning to enjoy the high and what was about
to follow, especially after John secured my right ankle into place, then the
left. Nice and secure, John took some more pictures. Next, on went the stereo
headphones playing Led Zeppelin. John then laid me back on the table. My head started to swim as I was beginning to enjoy the high and what was about to follow, especially after John secured my right ankle into place, then the left. Nice and secure, John took some more pictures. Next, on went the stereo headphones playing Led Zeppelin.
John pulled out a bottle of poppers, and had me inhale two deep breaths. Already high from the pot and now the poppers my body was completely relaxed and my mind had again begun to drift back to the time when I was in high school and college, seeing hot guys wearing either Pro Keds or Converse hightops. The feeling became more intense when John took eight lashing straps, and secured my body to the table. Once this was done, for about a half an hour John fed me a few more hits from the joint, as well as poppers. John was very clever, alternating Rush and Jungle Juice for different aromas, and during this time he was slowly playing with my cock through my jeans, rubbing it and using a vibrator. He also played with my legs and sneakers. By this time, my mind was back in my high school, feeling like the boy tied up in jeans and hightops and being played with by his friend. . (Too bad this never actually happened back then).
John then decided it was time for me
to simmer some more. He took a blanket, draped it over my body that was already
secured to the massage table, then used rope to secure me even further. He then tape gagged my mouth with duct tape. John
would continue to feed me Poppers, and by now I thought I died and went to
bondage heaven.
Firmly secured, and going no place,
John used the orbital sander in the proper place.. On and off, this went on for
almost an hour. John then stopped with the sander, took off the tape gag, and
used the orbital sander for about fifteen or twenty more minutes.
Continuing to alternate the
different Poppers, John left me to simmer about another fifteen or twenty
minutes. John then came and undid the ropes and took the blanket off. Finally, John
decided it was time for me to be teased and played with some more, using his
hands and a vibrator. He would stop, then rubbed my legs and sneakers, then
would feed me more Poppers, where he would return to my cock. I was laying there completely enjoying myself,
with my mind in another era. By now, my cock was out of my jeans, and John
continued to play with me in this manner, feeding me more poppers for the next
hour, until finally I could not take it any more. At this point, I exploded
into extasy. John then teased me some more, and being in another world I did
not seem to mind this, as in about five minutes I relieved my stress again. With
my brain feeling like I was the tied up high school boy, and the tightness of
the strait jacket and restraints throughout the scene, the fun was really
intensified, and I did not want to get released. John realized this and began
to play with my cock again, on and off I relieved my stress for a third time.
John then took off the headphones,
followed by the hood and ace bandage blindfold. He then removed all the
restraints, sat me up, and got me out of the straight jacket.
At this point, we were both spent as
this had now gone on better than three hours. John got me some water, hung around
for a bit to ensure everything was ok and I was properly rehydrated. After
about an hour, he left. I was still feeling high and was now tired. I fell
asleep on the couch, only to wake out two hours later with the munchies. Having
satisfied my appetite, both eating wise and bondage wise, I went to bed, and
had a great night’s sleep.
