gangbang intimacy

A friend was temporarily leaving Seattle.  To say goodbye we all went out for pizza.  The pizza restaurant uses a higher-temperature oven and better-than-average ingredients.  The dough has a high fat content.  It produces a delightful crust at the top of the cheese on top of a flaky bread.  The texture of the meat toppings confirms that this is worthwhile sin. (I will do penance at the gym later.)

At dinner soundsFun invited me and seaDawg99 to an evening with D.  D was described as liking more-public sex.  I agreed.

Before everybody got together soundsFun volunteered to share his text message history with D.  I skimmed through it and read an ordered series of excerpts aloud to soundsFun.  What I read from the messages was a desire for intimacy with soundsFun, and a willingness for more.  When I was shown his adam4adam profile it again emphasized more intimate interactions.

BDSM activities can be tremendously intimate.  But it takes a lot of work by both the top and the bottom.  Some of it is small things: the amount of time between rope wrappings, the number of brushes of flesh against flesh.  Some of it is bigger things: the care of rope placement, the distance between bodies, the number and quality of shared glances, kissing, stroking, intention.

I watched the first part of soundsFun's rope bondage on D.  SoundsFun has done a lot of practice, and his ropework is beautiful.  But the scene didn't have the intimacy that I thought that D was looking for.  And so I stepped in to kiss D.  I spent some time stroking the tip of my index finger along the underside of D's cock with my body pressed against his.

SoundsFun did a beautiful face-down rope suspension, largely based on a standard knot-in-back chest harness and a pair hip ropes connected to midrope knots on the thighs.  D's perky butt was in the air, and there was some good foreplay.  It came time for more serious play and I discovered that the suspension was almost unusable for sex.  His flat body position with straight legs would require the top to be above him for penetration.  Adjustment of him into a seated position required equally complex top gymnastics.

Play moved to the sling, allowing deep access.  As D came to a wet orgasm his body tightened around me.  I kept my hand still on his dick and did nothing as I waited for him to relax.  A minute or two later the lower half of his body was sensitive from the earlier orgasm, but I resumed thrusting and to stroke him.

soundsFun and seaDawg99 nibbled on his earlobes and nipples. D responded positively.

I got close to orgasm myself, but D grabbed my right thigh holding me inside him and keeping me from thrusting.  I understood that his butt had gotten sensitive post-orgasm.

I pulled out.  I asked seaDawg99 to restrain his hands, and they were tied with regatta braid to the corners of the sling.

I started very slowly stroking his dick.  Very slowly.  Over the course of the next 20 minutes I had to change arms a couple times as my shoulders alternated being tired.  He had another delightful orgasm.

I collapsed onto the floor in exhaustion as soundsFun and seaDawg99 untied D. 

The evening was intimate, but in ways that I hadn't expected.

Rope marks on D.
In followup messages he said:
“…I like it. :)
Every time I see them, it makes me think of how you used me…
God the marks are fuckin hot. Getting hard looking and feeling them
I’m having withdrawals haha”