blowjob video

Before we met a boy volunteered that he'd like me to take photos and video.  I've never really taken video.  My first attempt left something to be desired.

The video quality isn't great, but still it got me all sorts of excited. The boy got excited watching the video too. 

Despite the poor video quality I'm going to share it.  The part of the scene that it captures was magical. 

The boy is doing a great job sucking my cock.  I pull him off my cock.  A handful of strokes.  I ask him whether he wants my cum.  The boy says "yes, Sir".  I guide him by the shoulder back onto my cock.  I press the center of his back as I cum down his throat.  The boy comes up to say "thank you, Sir".  I tuck my thumb under his collar to guide him back to my dick.  Afterwards I tell the boy to roll onto his back and relax.

Delta2013

I had a great time at Delta2013.  It was great to see this very kinky group of friends.

I had some interesting scenes planned out without knowing who the other party was.  In previous years I had done some very nice rope suspension bondage.  I haven't been doing as much rope bondage recently.  This made some negotiation a little more difficult.

The rope bondage that I did the first evening was a bit sloppy.  I attached one of the main uplines to the wrong ring of the spreader bar.  Retying would have been awkward.  I never got the balance right afterwards.  It was visually interesting, but a lot more strenuous than it could have been on the bottom.

But I felt that I redeemed myself the first morning with the horizontal chain suspension on codyTx.  I managed to have the scene evolve from a simple set of manacles into a beautiful elaborate mid-air edging scene.

 

This year was temperature hot and I topped most of my scenes dressed just in underwear and barefoot.  I was dripping sweat by the time I finished the staging and the scene started.  By the end of the chain suspension scene my sweat had pooled into a puddle in the middle of his back.

I bottomed for a wonderful rope scene.

There was a cute young boy wandering around in chastity.  His friends pushed him to a scene with me, expecting something rope.  I felt that I did something much much better.  The boy was delivered without chastity, but had been instructed by his dominant not to cum, and was told that he would be punished if he did.  I started out with some very simple chain work.  As he neared orgasm the first time I reminded him that he had restriction on his orgasm, and that he would be punished if he came, but that I would not be punished.
He initially wasn't interested in actual sex.  In previous years actual sex had been rare throughout the event. I sorta wanted the shock value and vulnerability of actual sex in the main dungeon.
I incorporated an electro butt plug.  I used the electro well below the threshold of pain.  I got the boy aroused and close enough to orgasm often enough that I coaxed him to very publicly beg to be fucked.
It was awesome.  I think that it will be the emblematic scene for his delta.

 

I made a serious mistake during another scene.  In the center of the room I needed AC power.  I used an extension cord to a wall outlet.  I didn't realize until it was too late that the extension cord ended up running through a different scene.  And created a trip hazard.  I realized afterwards that the trip hazard was probably the most dangerous thing in the dungeon at the time.  I got away with it.  Nobody tripped. 

After a cocktail party I did a very mild finger bondage.  I did good work.

I did a very nice belt suspension.  I've been liking belts for bondage.

I brought about 100lbs of gear in my checked luggage.  And therefore had to squeeze all of my clothes into my carry-on luggage.  I started by planning out a number of fun scenes and packing the gear for them.
Many of my favorite scenes use very different sets of gear.  This gave luggage that was too heavy to be manageable.  Next time I really need to plan a common and lightweight set of gear and then plan scenes around this more limited set of gear.

I had a wonderful trip.

Where I'm at

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the pup's face pic

The phrasing that I use before play is: "What pictures may I take? What pictures may I post?"

Most people are okay with me taking any photos.  Some people ask that their face not be posted.  Some people ask that identifiable tattoos not be posted. 

I try really hard not to add any pressure to any answer to these questions. 
Mostly I work within these bounds.

Occasionally I capture a perfect picture that falls outside these negotiated bounds.  And I need to follow up with special requests of the boy.

I think that mostly people are afraid of sketchy seedy incriminating looking photos.  Mostly when I follow up with special requests and show the photos that I want to post, the subjects are delighted to see these special photos get distributed. 

Tonight I got permission to post one of these special request photos.  To me this photo captures everything that is right and good about bondage.

pup in gear bondage

The villian's monologue

There's a well-established motif in James Bond movies.  The hero is helpless.  The protagonist tries halfheartedly to parry verbally.

I was finishing up a scene.  The very end of the main portion was coming to a close with my cuming all over his back in a spread-eagle positioned.  I realized that he was comfortable but feeling awkward and that this was as perfect as can be imagined.

I lowered the lights in the dungeon to ceiling mounted spotlights, and I left the room.  I came back into the room with a beverage.  I quietly sat down with my legs spread to give his face a good view of my crotch, leaning against the wall mirror.

I was firm in controlling the conversation.  Much of what I said was plausible but a little ridiculous.  I talked about the identification of the Kübler-Ross model for stages of grieving as applied to scenes. But it was stuff that I could talk about fluidly and confidently.

All of this took place with my cum slowly dripping off of his back.

It was my first time trying the James Bond Villain Monologue and I thought it went well.

prone boy, almost ready for monologue

public pup vs private pup

I had played with the pup publicly a couple times, at gatherings organized by friends.

Public play allows for safety for both the top and bottom.  (If things go off the rails, people will step in.)  But public play is also exciting.  Part of the thrill is being on display.  For the bottom this means a measure of vulnerability to the gathering. 

I don't expect or want an audience to be passive.  I expect the boy to be groped.  I expect the boy to be harassed.  I expect the boy to feel the surrounding people as part of the scene.

When a boy is left in bondage he will test the bonds every few minutes to confirm that they are still there.  The gropes and snide comments emphasize and reinforce vulnerability in the same way, and so therefore reinforce the scene.

"Don't break the scene." is a motto and a tenet of the BDSM community.  Sometimes the audience is part of the scene, sometimes not.  Scenes can get broken by the audience.

The most common measure of the instantaneous status of the scene is the hardness of the bottom's dick.  A change point from a hard dick to flaccid could indicate a break of the scene.

Which makes me sad.  My dick seldom gets hard when I bottom for fantastic bondage. (topping is another matter)


Anyways...  After two session of public play, the pup came over for private play.  Without a group present I was able to get deeper into his head space.  I was able to read his body language more clearly under brighter light.  My group play with this same pup is some of the highlights of my year, but the private play is what I believe he'll think back to.

Some of the public bondage was pretty spectacular.

partial suspension inside the tiger cage

I was at the home of MasterZ for the July 4th celebration. 

There were three beautiful cages in use.  There is the former drunk tank from a police station.  We made good use of a standing cage.  There's also a tiger cage. 

Exactly one year before we had put a pair of naked boys restrained naked into the tiger cage.  Revisiting this equipment seemed to have symmetry.

I felt like I hadn't been doing enough with rope recently.  So I had brought a bag full of 30ft regatta braid synthetic rope. 

SoundsFun tied the chest harness.  We tied thigh harness and ankle cuffs.  His chest was tied to the top of the cage.  His ankles thighs and hips were tied to the upper sides of the cage.  His hands were tied to the vertical bars of the cage. 

We used MasterZ's Fun Factory Stronic Eins (sold by Fort Troff under the name Stronic Fucker).  I stroked him to orgasm.  As he got close to cumming his legs tensed up and pulled further off the ground.

The synthetic rope is thinner than the 8mil hemp that I usually use.  This made the chest harness dig in a little more than I like. More wraps around the chest would have made this better.

A friend made the brilliant criticism that the boy should have been backed into the cage to allow for better access to his ass and more room for his head.  With this and by adding an additional wrap in the climbing loops it probably would have allowed enough room to pull him into a full suspension.

 

 

furry and non-furry bondage

I had a furry over to play.  The furries (fur-suiters) have an odd reputation in Seattle.  They have a reputation for intense and enthusiastic play.  My observation has been that they go from mild sensual play very quickly to extremely intense play with little observable transition. 

But without exception the furries are passionate.  And that makes them fun to be around.

A couple months back I got to play with a furry at a party.  I ended up faithfully recreating the bondage from a cartoon onto the fur-suited boy.  It worked surprisingly well.

This gave me enough credibility to get play with another furry at a different party.  I did some fun rope bondage.

This eventually led to the furry being out of his suit in my dungeon. 

I took the easy path: and looked for things where he had little experience, and I had a lot of experience. So I did things involving him naked and my using gear.

I applied handcuffs upstairs. 

Recently when I've asked boys to put on handcuffs, the boys have verified the locks before placing the handcuffs on themselves.  This seems to be a new development.  It will require further investigation.

Downstairs I switched to restraints.  I attached a locking cock ring onto his balls.  This was first attached to a floor hard point, but later attached to his ankles.

 

I intentionally restrained him in ways that would be escapable if he could only stand up; knowing that his balls attached to his ankles prevented him from doing so.

I bent him over the wedge pillow.

 

From previous interactions I knew that his ass was central to his sexual experience.  I tried to be attentive to his ass.

I realized that his balls were a limited commodity.  And so needed to be free sooner rather than later.  So I removed the bondage cock-ring and spread his legs into a spread eagle, which worked surprisingly well with the wedge pillow.

This was really good for my dick. 

I had seen a particular position in a number of kink.com scenes, and needed to try it.

Against a wall with arms restrained down and legs restrained upwards is visually stunning.  But seems difficult to make actual sex work.  The parts just don't seem to line up right, and was difficult on my knees.  With some difficulty I made it work. 

Everybody came lots.

Afterwards I had a minor disappointment:  I normally ask about what went well, and what could have gone better; I think he might have been lying to spare my feelings about what could have gone better.  I know that my performance is never going to be perfect.  And I expect that the bottom will spend time naval gazing during the experience, and will have a clear idea of what was wrong.  Since I didn't believe that the play was perfect, him telling me that there wasn't anything that he could think of that could have gone better made me wary of _all_ of his feedback.  I know this is problematic, but I'd prefer that the top and bottom agree on a narrative of the scene, and this didn't happen.

Despite the lack of a consistent narrative this is one of my best scenes this calendar year.

scene failure

I had a scene failure this evening.

The guy was tall, about 6'1". 

I was doing a sleep sack scene.  I was using the winch to get him into suspension.

I ended up getting about 3 feet away from my balance point.  His being very tall meant that I couldn't lift him up far enough to get slack in the chains.  This meant that instead of needing to lift 5lbs I was needing to lift about 45lbs with one arm.

He was never in pain and never in danger of being in pain.
I had backup plans.  There was a set of bolt cutters in the corner. 
I considered positioning myself underneath and performing a leg press underneath to get the slack.

These plans would have irrevocably broken the scene.

I ended up shifting his center of gravity as near as possible to the floor, unzipping the sleep sack and having him step out.

It wasn't pretty, but allowed me to maintain enough dignity to salvage the scene.

He enjoyed the scene.  I will do better next time.

Bondage Wrap of a pup

I was at a gathering at the home of a local Dom.  It was a slightly different crowd than normal. The group was heavily skewed towards puppy play. 

This was an opportunity to play outside of my normal comfort zone. 

A very cute twink pup volunteered for a scene.  He mentioned liking mummification.

I got out a roll of black bondage tape.  I had him interlock his fingers behind his back and did a wrap around his hands and up around his elbows and upper arms.  I moved him to the floor onto his chest.  I rolled him onto his back.

I taped his thighs to his calves.  I wrapped around his testicles.

I rolled the pup onto his chest.

I added a gas mask and taped over the eyes. 

I reached underneath the pup and grabbed his rock hard cock. I stroked the pup.  I traced my finger over and over again along his perineum.

We shifted the boy upright onto his knees.  I stroked him to completion while breathing on his neck.

 

 

 

 

 

device bondage

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one night in bankok

I was on the most recent Atlantis cruise from Singapore to Bangkok.  The boat overnighted in Bangkok.  It was great.

In many ways it exceeded my expectations.

Because of the Atlantis cruise the businesses decided to be open on a weekday evening.  A local told me that it was as busy as a high season weekend.

At the recommendation of the Atlantis staff and promotional materials, we ended up at a bar called Dream Boy.  Another nearby bar specialized in slightly more muscular boys.

Despite it being a weekday Wednesday evening the businesses were open and busy.  Every seat at the stripper bar was filled.

The stripper bar doubled as a legal brothel.  Boys on stage wore matching white underwear with plastic numbers pinned to the side. The announcer for the show was quite upfront about the pricing of the boys.  I felt no need to play with a Thai prostitute, but did enjoy the atmosphere.

The shows at Dream Boy and other bars involved full sexual penetration.  The dance numbers were choreographed and well practiced.  Some of the acts were in the style of Cirque du Soleil. The acts were better than the performances in the Hollywood movies Magic Mike and Showgirls.

In one scene a boy bent over and braced himself against a metal ladder.  The top walked up behind him and shoved his hard cock into the bottom's ass.  While the bottom stayed mostly still, the top performed a slow cartwheel in place, with his dick remaining in the bottom's ass.  Another couple of boys performed the same acts synchronized at the other side of the stage.

There was an acrobatic scene involving four rings hung from the ceiling.  The bottom reached up and grabbed two of the rings.  The bottom wrapped his ankles around the top's waist.  The top penetrated the bottom.  The top reached up and grabbed another set of rings.  The top lifted his heels up and put them on the shoulders of the bottom so that the couple was supported only by the rings.  They swung back and forth in full coitus.

There was a dance performed under black lighting with luminescent body paint.  The paint on their fronts was simple and crude.  The paint on their back was detailed and amazing.  As the boys danced the animals painted on their backs seemed to move as though alive.  The body paint was even more amazing since we had seen the same boys perform 15 minutes earlier without any body paint. 

Some of the other people on the cruise attended a different show intended for a straight audience.  That show involved ping pong balls and a vagina.  This was a favorite topic of conversation for the rest of the trip.



We went to see the sign outside of this straight club the following day.



happyfrosh outside the bar that performs the Ping-Pong ball show in Bangkok.

The clubs were a small but important part of making Bangkok a memorable experience.

straight porn

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bondage pics from MAL

bed tie at MAL using synthetic rope, humane restraints, and handcuffs

chair tie at MAL using synthetic rope

public bondage at MAL using leather belts

Cyclomatic complexity and improvisation

I really believe in cyclomatic complexity (aka cyclometric complexity) matters outside computer science.  I believe that the more choices one makes the more likely one is to make mistakes. 

But I also like to improvise in scenes.

I work in computer science.  After a while some of the concepts start to infect the rest of your life.  I look for answers by something similar to an AStar.  I weigh probabilities by means like a beam search.  I look for patterns as a (high-dimensional) mixture of Gaussians.  Concepts from work have become the lens by which I view my life.

Cyclomatic complexity is a way to measure the complexity, so the number of possible failures, and hence the difficulty of a scenario.

A significant chunk of my career has been spent reverse engineering the abandoned work of others.  A visual guess of cyclometric complexity has come to be my proxy for the "here be dragons" of old maps. 

In the dungeon, I have a couple scenes that I do really well.  Even for a mostly improvised scene I will set out equipment as though for one of my standard scenes, and understand where I could, if necessary, rejoin a standard scene.  Even if never used, an escape hatch into a good scene is a good backup.  Branches and return to known state generally has low cyclometric complexity.

But during negotiation I listen really hard, and try to figure out what really motivates a boy. And I really try to hear how I can modify a scene to match the appropriate fetishes and triggers.  I try to figure out exciting branches from standard scenes.  But one of the things that I keep in mind is the cyclometric complexity from a well known scene. 

Planning and theory aside, I had an odd weekend. I had a scene that involved a lot of moving parts (boys). Overall the scene was pretty good, but I made a few mistakes along the way.  The weekend had a couple overreaches.  I got slightly off-plan.  I doubt the bottoms noticed or remembered. 

In retrospect I realize that part of the problem was that the cyclomatic complexity of the scene was too high for me to fully understand the dynamics.  I need to build up to that from simpler scenes.