Paul couldn't make our exhibitionist outing until Saturday night so I was left to find something to do on my own. I went to this leather, s&m store right after work to do a little investigation of one of my many fetishes. This place is really hard core and way beyond my little fantasy but exploring can't hurt, right? It's not exclusively gay either. Straight people get into this shit too. You name it, they have it, from cock and ball toys, restraints, electro-toys. I mean everything.
It was pretty busy when I walked in.
Several people, almost naked, getting measured for leather gear, chaps and stuff. Other people testing out whips and paddles while others were just looking around. I was immediately approached by a rather strikingly beautiful girl. "Can I help you," she said looking at me as if I had stepped into the wrong place. I know I don't even look close to an s&m type. I am a surfer by heart with long blond hair, smooth tan skin, no tattoos etc. Most of these guys are pierced everywhere, shaved bald and hairy. "I'm looking for a leather cock ring, the three piece divider kind with inward spikes that will stimulate my cock." She was really surprised by my response. "Ok," she said. "Let me get Frank to help you out."
She pointed in the direction of a very handsome leather submissive boy who ran right over to help. He was in these really tight leather shorts that hugged his cock and ass nicely. He, too, had smooth skin, like me, but was shaved bald and really pasty. His body was thin but cut with very little muscle tone. "Can I help you?" he said. I repeated what I was looking for and he guided me over to a display and picked, from the case, exactly what I was looking for in four different sizes. "I'll need to help you with the right fit," he said. "Ok." I looked at him to get an indication of where the dressing room was. He was just staring at my pants. "Oh," I said. "You mean right here." He laughed a little. "Yea, right here." I unbuttoned my jeans and just whipped out my, now growing, cock. "Oh. Sorry," I said. "It does that every time." "Nice cock," he said as he grabbed it before it was fully erect and slipped the cock ring on. "Fuck." The spikes dug into my skin and my cock deflated. "This one is a little to tight on you." "You think," I said sarcastically. He pulled it off and replace it with another one. It felt great. Nice pressure. My cock started to grow again.
Another clerk came toward us just as this was happening. He looked at my cock. "Do you mind if I take a look?" "No," I said. He lifted my balls up and looked at the fitting from all angles. "Yea. Looks good." By this time I was fully erect while these guys fondled me. "Do you want to wear it out." "No," I said. "I still want to look around." He pulled the piece off me and said he would hold it at the counter.
I spent half an hour more just looking at all the stuff. The guy in the shorts came to me again and asked me a lot of questions about what I liked, each one getting more and more personal. He said he had a master that would love to play with me and that my limits would be completely respected. I told him that would be great and I would love to meet him sometime. He responded with, "How about tonight?"
So I'm heading over to this place around 9pm, tonight. I'm not sure what I'm in for . . .
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