(Here I am masturbating. Something I discovered a little later in life from my sexual abuse. As a result of the sexual abuse I became sexually extroverted. Not embarrassed to do most anything sexually in front of just about anyone. I got my nickname, 'Spanky' from a friend of mine because of my habit of taking my penis out and 'spanking my monkey' in front of people.)
The Making of a Leather Boy
After high school I went a couple of years without having sex at all, other than masturbating multiple times every day. Being naive about the homosexual world I didn't know where to go to meet other gay men. And I wasn't sure I wanted to anyway. After all I had been through, I was wondering if there was such a thing as good gay sex. But of course, I was young and male and horny. My masturbatory habits were something fierce. I beat off all the time. To me, it was making up for lost time for all the years I hadn't beaten off when I could have. My penis became fully mature when I was in the 8th grade, but as I said, I didn't beat off until I was almost 16.
Finally, I got a computer and a whole world opened up to me. I got on the two local gay BBS's and from there my gay sex life started. I hooked up early with a leather Master. I didn't know I was into leather yet, but I found out quickly that it was what I had been training for all my life. It was so ingrained in me to associate sex with pain, that the leather lifestyle was a natural fit. He was a good leather Master, starting me off slowly in the world of BDSM. The sling was a revelation to me. Here was this amazing device made of leather whose primary purpose was the sodomizing of males. Oh sure, there was bondage involved with the sling, and stuff like hot wax, whipping and flogging, nipple and cock and ball torture and forced ejaculation. But the primary purpose of the sling always is anal play. That encompass everything from having my testicles and perianal area shaved, to receiving any assortment of various objects inserted in my anus. A good many of the lessons I learned in that sling and from the leather Master were lessons that had already been reinforced and ingrained in me from my sexual past. Lessons such as:
- pain and pleasure are two sides of the same coin and much the same thing;
- my anus is my main sexual organ and the focus of Men;
- my penis is there just to help enhance the experiences and moments and reduce the pain of sodomy;
- I was made for passive anal sex. It as natural to me as breathing, urinating or masturbating.
- Being sodomized is about the pleasure of the Man, painful sodomy is normal for a boy;
- oral sex is swallowing semen (always), analingus for pleasure or cleaning purposes, to sucking toes, licking feet and anywhere else a Man wants;
- and lastly that I am a boy.
I went to my first gay sex party shortly after my get togethers with the leather Master. He was a co-host. The parties were like a sort of wonderful, hedonistic gay heaven for me. Here was I, a shy, geeky, leather boy who was a sexual extrovert at parties with lots of naked men who couldn't get enough of my mouth and butt. I usually spent most of my time in the dungeon that they had set up at those parties. I was usually one of the regulars they had in the slings there. I would be put in one and stay in a sling for hours and hours, servicing one male after another. If you were in the sling it was known to all the men at the party that you were in there to have your butt fucked and suck dick. I felt so right and natural in those slings at the parties. The men would say what a beautiful boy I was and touch me all over. Some men would suck my nipples, lick my anus, or suck my penis, and a couple would suck my toes and lick my feet. But most men wanted fellatio from me and/or to sodomize me. Anal sex was always with condoms, but orally the semen flowed. It wasn't unusual to have one man ejaculate in my mouth and immediately after swallowing his semen, another man shove his penis in, either as a way to get off or as was usually the case, to wait his turn to fuck my butt. At my anus the buttfucking was nonstop. There was always someone sodomizing me. When one guy would finish another penis would be in me almost instantly. At one of those last parties I met my first boyfriend Jeff while he was buttfucking me in the sling.
After I broke up with Jeff, I went into a long term relationship with my partner Gillis. When I was on my own again, I became a total slut. Hitting the parties and getting buttfucked just about anywhere I could. With the rise of the Internet, that made this all the easier to do. The Internet was wonderful for an exhibitionist like me. I got a webcam and would spend hours on the web showing off my boy body to whoever wanted to see. I went further into the leather world and BDSM. I got into more extreme fetishes such as getting fudge packed and drinking pee, as well as double penetration of my anus. I did some Master/slave stuff and met up with the original leather Master that had gotten me started to begin with. It was like going full circle and my sessions with him this time encompassed just about everything that the BDSM leather world had to offer. From beatings and floggings, to watersports, to crying, extreme anal play, and having sounding rods inserted in my penis.
Eventually I stopped being a slut so much and slowed down on the sex. I kept going to the parties but over time they became more a social thing for me to hang out with friends than about sex. After becoming HIV + I was done with safe sex and sought out barebacking encounters. The climate was changing and more and more Tops were getting fed up with condoms and seeking out males for the purpose of assfucking bareback and inseminating. A number of barebacking websites were popping up and it was very easy to find barebacking Tops. Being a leather boy I tended to look for aggressive Tops who enjoyed hard and rough anal sex. I hooked up with a few men like this and the encounters were good. The sodomy was hard and rough and painful and very enjoyable for the Tops as well as very fulfilling for me. It was also very freeing to not worry about being safe. Spit and shove became the motto and having a man ejaculate in my rectum was an incredible high for me, completing what I had been made for.
Eventually I made contact with a hot barebacking Top who went under the name 'rearfiller'. How could a bottom boy like me resist such a handle as that? His profile said he was a well hung, dominant Top who loved raw drilling of hot butt and who was looking for a butt slut that gives it up 24-7 to take loads, and had fantasies about rough forced sex. Just what I was looking for. He responded with a totally hot e-mail saying he would inspect my butthole and if it was worthy, fuck me doggystyle and I wasn't allowed to say anything. Just grunt and groan if I had to. It was a hot e-mail and it got my attention. I wasn't worried about my anus as I thought it was very nice looking and I was sure would pass his inspection. A couple of months later I stumbled upon his profile on ass affair. We reinitiated contact and set up our first hook-up. Little did I know at the time that what I had been searching for in a Man I was about to find.
