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Despite the title of this entry there is not a lot of talk of scat actually. I haven't posted on this for quite a while and decided I might as well even though I highly doubt this is a very popular or often searched story. Anyway, for those of you who do remember in one of my previous entries I have mentioned an underwear dare. Which is basically leave your house with your underwear on and at some point when you're not home you have to take your underwear off, not cutting it off, and stuff it in your pocket or leave it where you did this or whatever and then return home with no underwear on. This was the original dare but I've made a few additions to it since then and it's a good way to get your feet wet in public nudity as you can pick how public of a place you want to do this.

Well this experience I'm about to tell was my first time doing this dare. Since then, I have done this at least two more times, all of them in the two wooded areas that I used to “play” in before the one closest to my house was cut down for who knows what reason and the other one was cut down to make way for a disc golf course. I do know of some other places I could go, forest wise to be public but I don't know the layout all that well so I wouldn't know if it would work or not and this is actually a forest so it's pretty big so even if I got to a place where I could do whatever I may get lost or even worse encounter a coyote or a rabid raccoon. Have you ever heard a coyote howl, it's a little less frightening than a wolf's howl but it still freaks you out. I know as we've heard them in our backyard which a large portion of that is wetlands. Sure I could do nudity there but I've heard rumors of rattlesnakes being back in there not to mention a whole bunch of ticks, yeah things I don't want to be a part of but I digress back to my story.

So I was unaware of getdare at the time and was part of another online tord site. I had taken the day off since my parents weren't going to be home, and like usual I just stayed nude. That morning I had told my (then) Mistress that she would be able to use me in any way she wanted that night and I told her the supplies that she could use. This was online as have all my bdsm experiences. She got really turned on by it but she had school to go to she wouldn’t be able to use me until the evening. I told her about the underwear dare I found and she seemed to like the idea. I think I asked her if there was anything she would want me to do to make this more interesting. I’m not sure as it was a while ago but my then Mistress loved me doing anal tasks. I think she probably had a fascination with it because guy on guy action was a huge turn-on for her and that may have just reminded her of it, I don’t know. I do have more guy on guy experiences I could share later, but those would require some real work in the memory banks to recall.

So she said that she saw something in porn movies she watched that she would like me to attempt to try. As she suggested the idea I didn’t see the appeal or what movies she was watching but she was my Mistress so I was going to try. She said that she had seen some guys stick whole pairs of underwear in their ass and she wanted me to attempt to do that with my underwear after I took it off in the nearby forest. I attempted to see if I could do this at home before I said I would do it and sadly I failed so, I decided against that but recently I had been doing a lot of anal stuff for her with a drumstick. Since I’m typing this at school I’m going to have to guess of the dimensions of it. I’d say it’s about fifteen inches long and about three quarters of an inch wide. I have managed to stick the whole thing up there with just a little bit poking out. So I decided to go with that and she was fine with it and said she had to go to class.

So while I waited for her to get out of class. I first lubed up my finger and stuck it up my ass to loosen my hole a little bit. Then I sucked on the drumstick for a little bit and slowly but still easily worked it all the way up until the very tip that you hit the drum with was sticking out. I then got dressed making sure to put underwear on to keep the stick in. And I put on jeans, socks, tennis shoes and an old gray shirt. Then I was on my way to the park. Since “Masturbation Glade” was so close to my house I had no problem walking there. This was also in broad daylight so I was taking a huge risk by going in that glade as once again I would say that in the housing development I live in, a lot of people walk their dogs, and I can’t remember when but when the woods were still intact people would walk their dogs back to that glade.

So I headed back to the glade and in broad daylight took off my shoes, socks, pants, and underwear and was half naked, and for guys the half that matters. I had brought something else with me as well to make the dare more exciting, my digital camera. I took a few pictures of the glade just for the heck of it and I had taken a picture of the pavilion as well. I sadly do not have these photos anymore. If I were to retake the photos today you would probably say something along the lines of how is this well hidden? That’s how bad the church has made it. I of course also took pictures of my half-naked self which now I wish I would have taken the shirt off as it kind of got in the way. But I took several pictures of my soft cock, who knows why it wasn’t hard, and a couple of pictures of my ass with just the end of the stick poking out.

I can’t remember if I stayed this way until I orgasmed or if I walked around a little bit, but once I was done I put my jeans, socks, and shoes back on. I put my underwear on a nearby branch and just left it there. I took a picture of it and then left. As I walked on one of the sidewalks near the glade. I could still it see, but barely, in the distance. My white briefs hanging on a branch but no one would really notice it if they weren’t looking for it but I took a picture from that distance as well. I remember the next time I went to that glade, it was gone. Probably thrown away, or some animal got it as I just feel like I live in a very vanilla community. This park didn’t have any smut writing on the picnic tables so it seems like a lot less sexual activity would take place in that forest than in the other one I experimented in until it was turned into the disc golf course.

NOW A DISCLAIMER ABOUT THIS NEXT PART. IT IS VERY DISGUSTING AND IF YOU GET SICK BY READING THESE THINGS I WOULD SUGGEST SKIPPING THE NEXT PARAGRAPH AND START READING UNDER THE LINE!

Ok now here is where the scat part comes in and like I said it’s very disgusting but true. When I got home I stripped again as it’s something I often do when my parents are home. At the time I had a cable that went to my laptop that connected to my camera, and thankfully with my new laptop I have an SD card slot so I don’t need to worry about that cable anymore. As I waited for the photos to go to my computer, I took the drumstick out and since it was so far in and I hadn’t done an enema, not that I would experience one until much later, it was covered with well I’m not going to say it. Thankfully though there was no blood. I’ve only bled once from my ass and that was not enjoyable.

Now this is the really disgusting part. I have no idea what compelled me to do this, probably because I had experienced this cybering activity through roleplay with my Mistress, but I sucked a little bit of my shit off and ingested it. The bad thing it tasted sweet but the aftertaste made me gag. I can’t really explain but it was awful. Thankfully, I didn’t throw up which is also one of my limits because I hate throwing up and even as I’m typing this I’m feeling nauseous remembering this experience. Needless to say, because of this experience that’s why scat is one of my limits. I cleaned off the rest with a paper towel, no was I going to clean the whole thing with my mouth and completely destroy my taste buds.
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After that revolting experience I sent the photos I had taken to my Mistress and told her about what I had done. She actually sounded really impressed that I would so something like that. Now what I’ve said is completely true I have not fabricated a single part of it. Sadly, I didn’t get to do anything with my
Mistress that night for a reason I don’t want to go into.

Anyway, this story is memorable to me because I told this story on a sex site online, that sells toys, and there was a contest for who could tell the kinkiest story. I told this story omitting some parts such as the digital camera but I told about the walk and the disgusting part and I got a $10 gift certificate from them for being a runner-up in that contest. I used it to pay shipping and handling on a dildoesque object that I still have somewhere in my basement.

Well if you read the disgusting part I’m pretty sure you may have to go to the bathroom to blow chunks and if you don’t you have a much stronger stomach than I do, as I feel like I need to even though I’m not going to. Well, I need to go pretty soon but first a question for those of you reading this.
If I was going to recall a certain stories from my experiences what would you want to hear next?
-My same sex experiences when I was just entering puberty.
-My public nudity experiences in what once was Komodo Grove
-Some online bdsm experiences.
Let me know via pm or on here. I’m not sure how long I’ll leave that open but if I don’t feel that I have enough votes I’ll use a dice to decide. Until next time hope you enjoyed reading.
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Old 11-01-2011, 11:49 AM   #17
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Hmm.. Haven't heard much about your BDSM experiences. Sounds like a good place to go to next
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Old 03-31-2012, 05:05 PM   #18
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I only got one vote for where I was going next in these accounts, but I have decided to disregard that suggestion for reasons I'll choose not to explain. It’s not because I don’t like the person who voted but for another reason that will be pretty obvious later on in this story. I haven't posted on my events in a while and while I'm waiting to post my next chapter in my fiction story, I'll just a write a little something on here. As you can tell by the title, I'll be talking more about public nudity, probably some of the most public I've done thus far and I will have to jog my memory banks for this as it's been quite a while since I've done this. I'm sure that at least some of you know that when my parents are on vacation, I have set some rules I give to myself to follow in their absence. Now lately, my parents have not been on vacation for quite a bit. Last November, that was supposed to happen but complications arose so they stayed home. Anyway, the longest time my parents have been away on vacation is for two weeks and they went on a cruise. Now even though I was on spring break, I could have easily gone, but I like it when my parents go somewhere without me. I find it as a little vacation myself since I can't stand them most of the time and I can actually be myself instead of putting a charade that I‘m vanilla. Sure I rely on them for sustenance and shelter but besides that they are rather annoying constantly compromising my privacy and making me a gofer as well as doing thing that they’re too lazy to do themselves.

Anyway, one of the rules that I enforce on myself when my parents are on vacation is that the wearing of clothing is strictly prohibited. There are a few exceptions to that rule though. First off, if I am having a friend over or have to answer the door for a pizza delivery man et cetera clothes can stay on. Second, clothes are allowed in the garage. This is because when I’m leaving to go somewhere I usually leave out through the garage. Third and finally, I am allowed to wear clothes if they are purely female in nature, meaning dresses, skirts, panties, bras, etc. Girls can wear a tee and jeans but that obviously does not count. But most of the time when I’m at home alone I disregard all these exceptions and just stay naked the whole time, because I enjoy it a whole lot more than being clothed. I don’t get to practice it that much when my parents are home, when it is accepted, unless I’m taking a shower or sleeping.

So, I was looking at getdare for some reason and I was either looking at a dare that I would like to try. Basically, leave something in your car and park it on the street. Then go out completely nude to retrieve it from your car. Now, I try these kind of things, when I do them, at night because most people are asleep and not out. However, where I live is not exactly secluded. To say we live in suburbia, is a bit of an overstatement as everyone of our houses in not the same. Most of them are two stories, and have a basement but that’s about it. Also a lot of us have a fairly big backyard, and some of us have a fence and some of us don’t. My house does not have a fence, but our neighbors does because of a dog, but she’s a big sweetheart. We also have wetlands quite a fair distance in the back of our house. Sure I could go exploring with nudity in there but with ticks, snakes, and coyotes…I won’t take my chances. But to continue on, our driveway isn’t that long since we’re in a city. We live in a house that’s not really on a block, nor are we in a cul-de-sac. We live on a street which in the upper part on the side opposite of our house is mostly grass. There are some trees back a ways but for the most part it’s grass with no houses. My side of the street we do have houses all the way down. And they’re sort of tightly packed together but still a sizable distance apart, maybe about twenty four feet give or take a few, and as such we don’t have particularly long driveways. I’d say probably about half the length of a basketball court. However, disregarding all of this I did park my car on the street. I usually do this when my parents are home, which is another one of the reasons I like when my parents leave as I can park in the garage. This is especially helpful during colder weather so I don’t have to scrape frost of the windows. I remember one time, my car was parked in the garage and I was completely naked sitting on the trunk, and masturbated to orgasm, that was fun, and hot (temperature wise) but I digress. Also our street is a fairly heavily traveled street, as most people take it for a shortcut to get to the mall which is about a five minute drive to us. However, after nine, when the mall closes, our street is almost barren.

But later on one night while my parents were on the cruise I attempted the dare. I was already completely naked due to my rule and I didn’t really place anything in my car to get, but I still made an excuse to go out to my car. I forget what it was now. Like I said it’s been a while since I’ve done this. So I decided not to run or rush to the car to make this more exciting, and risky, optimizing my time outside wearing absolutely nothing. I got into my car to do whatever I said I was doing. Locked the car, not with power locks but with my key then walked back inside. I also decided not to cut across the grass of my lawn but use the sidewalk and the driveway so my feet were always touching concrete. I did this dare at least three more times. I have always loved the feeling of cool air being unhindered by clothes wrapping around my body. It made it even more exciting as I was doing this in the most public setting I had done anything up to that point. I have done some other places that are more public but up to the point of this story this was the most public I had done, besides my streaking episode.

Of course doing the same dare over and over can get quite boring. The next thing I did led to another rule that I haven’t been able to put into full practice yet when my parents are gone. Sometimes, I even do it when my parents are here but usually when they’re asleep for the night, but not as often as I used to for reasons I choose not to retell. One of my rules states that unless it’s virtually impossible not to be seen, all urination must be done outside of my house, namely my backyard. This is especially true at night time unless there’s unsafe weather or dangerous animals such as coyotes, and they howl so it’s obvious to know when they’re outside. I would also like to re-emphasize that even though I am a submissive to an awesome domme at the point of writing this, these are not rules she has given me, these are rules I have given myself. Having said that, though I don’t venture that far from my deck when I do this and when I’m home alone I’m completely naked (I just let my pants fall down to my ankles when my parents are home) so I don’t want my next door neighbors seeing some completely naked guy in the middle of the yard next to theirs going to the bathroom. This is especially true since one of my next door neighbors have kids and if they saw me they could label me as a sex offender. However, back when I did this next part my next door neighbors were different than the ones we have now. They still had kids but they didn’t have a dog who will bark if they see anyone, which is why I don’t stray far away from our enclosed deck in the backyard.

I had done this several times that night and I was kind of getting used to it, what with the cool air blowing against my naked body. It always feels great. However, I decided to be only a little venturous. I walked to the middle of our backyard, making sure to avoid doggy land mines since we had a dog at that time, and I obviously didn’t want to step in that in my bare feet. And waited for urination to come. It’s always a little difficult at first to go to the bathroom outside. I think the majority of it is nervousness, but I think some of it is your brain rejecting the orthodox way to dispose of waste by going in a toilet or urinal. Eventually, though I took care of my urination and then went back inside. I wanted to walk all the way to the back of my backyard so that my urine would land in the wetlands, but I was too chicken and just the even more visibility of people being able to see me unnerved me . Of course with the task I did next, I see it kind of contradictory.

The last task I did was something I had wanted to do for a long time, and is probably the third riskiest thing I’ve done with public nudity. I have also listed this task in a previous post but I didn’t go into it in detail. Of course I won’t be doing that much here either because my memory of these events is not the best. The second riskiest thing I’ve done publicly was masturbating under that pavilion in the park in only my shoes and socks. The riskiest thing I’ve done, obviously was streaking. Much like the car dare, I had done earlier that night, I left from the front door of my house, rather than the back door or garage door. Now you still have to remember due to the rules I put on myself, I was still completely naked. So I left the safety of my house again stepped off our stoop and started walking completely nude to my right. I wasn’t running, I wasn’t walking fast, but I wasn’t walking overtly slow either. I was walking at my normal pace though which isn’t as fast as some people. Anyway, I walked on our front sidewalk, over our driveway and hence past the garage door, but instead of going down the driveway to my car, I turned right at the edge of my house and started walking along the side of our house. My ass easily visible to anyone who would happen to walk by our house or drive on our street. Then of course I turned right at the next corner of my house. Sure I could go into my house through the back door, but as I neared the deck, I kept on walking right past it until I got to the next corner. Turning right yet again to walk along the other side of my house, exposing my even smaller package because of the cold air to the front of the street. Then at the last corner turned right one more time giving the street yet another side profile before walking back through the front door into my house. I don’t think anyone saw me, but the fact that anyone easily could, and the possibility that somebody did but didn’t say anything turns me on. I had walked completely naked, and not at a fast pace, around the perimeter of my house, and our house is fairly long.

I think that was the end of my public nudity around my house that day although I may have done that car dare and peeing in the backyard some more. Sadly, my memory doesn’t serve me as well as it used to even though I thoroughly enjoyed these events. Also sadly, my public nudity stories are nearing an end. That’s not to say I don’t have more but like I’ve said before; the forest closest to my house has been progressively torn down by the church near my house so that there’s no real coverage there. The other forest I practiced nudity was torn down quite a ways for a disc golf course. Before I wrote this I told a friend of mine that this was a tragedy because everybody knows that public nudity is more fun than disc golf. A matter of opinion among most, but a fact in my eyes, depending on the situation. Then of course like I said, our next door neighbors have a dog and even though she’s a real sweetheart who just wants attention, and I often go over there, and pet her for a little bit, she will bark at me no matter where I am outside the house. Will I ever be able to experiment with fairly safe public nudity again? I don’t know but all I can say is I sure hope so.
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Not quite so sure if the title is actually funny to everyone or just myself. It will make sense as you read on. I haven't posted in quite a while as I was waiting for my 1,000th post which turned out to be post #1,001 and if you're interested in what I did for that post you can check that out. As of right now it should be in the s/m blog area. Now while I haven't posted, I have participated in a few activities, activites not established by my domme in my "absence" but not a lot of them. I have taken the liberty though of writing them down so I could post them when my 1,001st post was completed. Now I don't think my domme will be too mad with me as of doing this since I was solo, but if she is and she decides to punish me I will take it.

Before I post this story though, part of the title's significance is if you haven't figured out by now...men are weird. We are, women will attest to that, and I myself as a guy will attest to that as well. Of course we guys can say the exact same thing about women, and since I'm not an expert on the female thought process they may or may not think the same thing I'm not sure. But in this title just think of someone saying "Ahhh...men; what are we going to do with them?" You may be thinking this about me in particular while you read this. I have an answer to that but I can't formulate it that well within words. The second significance of the title will become very evident very clear and it may give you a chuckle. But without further adieu, the next entry in "Some Stuff I've Done."

In these entries I talk a lot about my habits of nudity, especially in public. But as of recent years you would never know I would do any of these things if I haven’t told you about them. If you were to record my daily activities for a week, not only would you be very creepy and I’d put a restraining order on you, but you would find out that pretty much the only time I’m naked anymore is sometimes when sleeping, when taking a shower, and when changing clothes but that’s about it. Every now and then I am naked at other times but not as often as I used to be. However, I have found another place to be nude, not a place you would normally associate nudity with or sexual acts or whatever. That place is my church.

A church, you’re a weird twisted little man some of you are probably saying but from some people I’ve talked to doing sexual activities in a church is actually not all that unusual and I’m not the first one to do said acts in my church. I know that for a fact, don’t ask me how I know I just do. But anyway, recently I have undertaken two activities at my church. The first of these activities is keeping the youth program going. Our youth pastor has left recently so I took it as my responsibility to keep youth group going and deliver a message every week. This is a bit ironic considering how I am part of this site and the fact that I am a sub to a domme. I would explain as to why I would undertake this task considering my preferred lifestyle but that’s not what this entry is about. The other responsibility is making powerpoint slides for the songs we sing Sunday mornings. Now both of these activities are important to the story that I’m about to tell, and here’s why.

Because, I am undertaking the youth group task, I sometimes need to get to the church to set up early and it’s not always unlocked. Yes, kind of odd on a Sunday night but I digress. So because of the church not always being unlocked Sunday night I was able to obtain a copy of a key to the church so that the youth group could continue even if no one else was there. Now the powerpoint part is important because the sound guy needs these slides by 8:30 on Sunday morning. I am not a morning person, and getting up at 7:30 a.m. on a Sunday is not too enjoyable for me. So one Saturday, I went to the church, dropped off the song book along with the slides on a flash drive and put them on the sound board.

Now before I travelled there I was feeling very horny, also something I don’t do that much anymore. My libido has seemed to decrease a little bit as I’ve gotten older. But before I had gone to the church I said to myself “If no one is there, I’m going to do a brief little nudity dare.” Now I said if no one is there and I truly mean if NO ONE is there. Our church is in a small community of houses which has a name sharing the same name as our church. I keep this omitted because I don’t want everybody to know exactly where I am in Ohio, if some people on this site, that I don’t know about live in the same city I do. Around our church is a park, also named after the community the church and park is situated in and in this park a lot of soccer games take place, I also used to play on that team way back when I was only nine years old. I stress these two parts because if you’re going to do a nudity dare in the church that I go to, chances are if you want it to be an adequate dare, you’ll be passing some full window doors. In fact in our church there are six entrances into the church, five of them are translucent. The only part not clear are the bars separating the top window frame from the bottom window frame and the frame separating the sidelights.

So when I got to the church the only car in the parking lot was mine. No soccer games, no picnics at the park, no church employees working so I was good. Now, the dare I planned out apparently was not as little as I originally planned it to be because out of the entrances to the church I would be passing by two of them, and they were both clear. Now just to put some description I will say our church is divided into four main areas. I stuck to two of them. The first main area is the narthex/sanctuary. The narthex is basically a large entryway, meeting room as well and the sanctuary is the place of worship on Sunday mornings with the pews, the organ, the baptistery etc. The second and third areas are a central area divided into two hallways. The third area I will designate as the newer hallway. This hallway houses a library, a prayer room and some Sunday school classes. My dare consisted of the second and fourth areas although very small sections of them. The second area is the older hallway of the church this hallway houses the youth pastor’s office, the pastor’s office, the secretary’s office, nursery, bathrooms, and Sunday school classrooms for kids. The fourth area is the fellowship hall which also houses bathrooms, the kitchen, and is where many social events and adult Sunday school classes happen. I will also be including the youth room in this area even though it is separated by doors. The youth room has couches, ping pong table, tv’s, PS3, foosball table and stuff like that. Ok enough description onto my dare.

When I first formulated this dare, there were two factors I knew I wanted in it; at least partial-nudity, and the forbidden zone for males, otherwise known as the ladies restroom. Yes you can call me weird on that, but that’s the way my mind works sometimes. I’ve never been in the ladies’ restroom at church. In fact I’ve only been in one ladies bathroom that I can remember, and it was a mutual agreement between our small groups as the females went in the men’s restroom. We were teenagers, we were stupid, and we were curious. Anyway, but when I entered the ladies restroom at the church it wasn’t fair. Each bathroom will house three people, but the ladies’ restroom is about two times larger than the men’s room. OK I can understand that, and after all why would males need more room? But the ladies’ room have air fresheners and the guys don’t. But back on track. I entered the first ladies’ room in the older hallway. And keep in mind I’m making this dare up as I go. I went to the furthest stall. I took off my socks, as I wasn’t wearing shoes (when there’s not an official service I rarely wear shoes), and I also took my jeans off so I could take my underwear off. I then put my jeans back on and left my socks and underwear in that stall. I then walked down the hallway towards the fellowship hall. Now as fate would have it, the small alcove to where the restrooms are housed is aligned with two of the clear window entrances. So I looked through both windows before I went into the ladies’ room there to make sure nobody was watching. Going into the furthest stall there I took off my jeans and my tee shirt. So I was completely, except for my glasses, naked in the church in one of the ladies’ rooms.

I left the ladies room and braved the fellowship hall hoping that no one would look through the windows and see a naked man in the church, even though I was heading towards the other ladies room stall. So I walked the short length of the fellowship hall to the first ladies’ room. I considered walking in the other (third) hallway to go all the way around but then I decided against it. Now walking down the older hallway does have it’s disadvantages, because even though it is a long hallway, it is completely straight. So if anyone entered that hallway, there would be no easy way to hide my nakedness. Also if the doors leading to the fellowship hall are open, they weren’t, you could see clear to the end of the hallway through one of the clear doors in the fellowship hall. So I did walk a little faster than usual but I still didn’t run. I went into the ladies room and went into the stall where I had left my underwear and socks. It was here where I added another factor to the dare. Before I was able to put on my underwear and socks on I had to edge. So I sat down completely naked on the toilet and edged, which wasn’t too difficult as I was already rock hard, before I put my underwear and socks on. Braving the straight hallway, I walked fairly fast again to get the rest of my clothes. I was nervous going into the fellowship hall again. Even though I wasn’t naked, I wasn’t leaving much to the imagination with just socks and a pair of briefs on. Thankfully, still no one was peering in through the windows as I ducked into the ladies room. I went into the furthest room and pulled my underwear down to my ankles and sat on the toilet. I wanted to keep the stall door open like I had in the previous ladies’ restroom but it didn’t work but I didn’t really care and instead of edging this time I jacked off to orgasm. Thankfully, I didn’t leave that big of a mess.

I then put on my jeans and tee shirt and walked through the youth room to leave through one of the side doors. Then on the other side of the church I heard a door close although I couldn’t identify exactly which one it was I walked out to the parking lot and saw the pastor’s car right next to mine! Did he see me, I don’t know. Did God tell him something was wrong in the church, I also don’t know. However, riskiness aside if I decide to play in the church some more I will definitely be doing it later at night instead of in the afternoon.

After this dare, I have decided not to play that much in the church anymore. However, one “dare rule” I have made for myself and since I am under the instruction of a domme she can omit this rule, keep it or modify it, is that whenever I am completely alone at the church and I have to go to the bathroom, I must use the ladies’ room. If in this instance I have to pee, I have to do sitting down. I usually manage to do this only once a week, before youth group starts.
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This won’t be a very long entry in my non-fiction adventures nor will it be as risky as some of the stuff I’ve done, although some may think so. Risk in my stories brings one thing to mind; public nudity. And this is another one of those stories. But anyway, here it goes.

If you remember my last entry, I had some fun at my recent church and this does not involve the church greatly but there is a little part that involves the church and will explain why I did what I chose to do. Every Sunday, our church surprisingly does not have a lot of people in it. One so-called “small group” meets there and we also used to have youth group there. Also said in the last entry I have undertaken the youth group task and the Sunday I chose to attempt this was one such Sunday where I led youth group. I was really worried that people were going to get sick from my cooking but thankfully nobody did. I don’t cook a lot but when I do I am always self-conscious that someone will get sick, yet it has not happened once since I have done so. I also rarely cook for myself but usually groups. Anyway, everyone was getting ready to leave. Pretty soon, afterwards I was left at the church alone as I had to pack some things up.

Now while I could easily do a dare at the church, there is only one problem with that which I noticed last time I did the church dare. If you do something at the church during the day or afternoon, you run the risk of one of the employees such as the pastor showing up and discovering what you’re doing. Let’s be honest here, it’s not a big church so it is a pretty high risk factor. While it would be rather easy and rather low risk doing a dare at the church at night, which it was, I will admit the church is a little creepy at night, especially with no lights and being all by oneself. Sure I could turn on every light in the church but that may cause suspicion. So, dares at the church may be kept to a minimum if I ever do one again, exempting the rule I have instated if my domme allows me to continue it.

So after I packed almost everything I had in my car, I had to go to the bathroom. The way the parking lot on the church is situated makes it almost impossible to go pee in the parking lot without someone getting a chance to see you. It’s a lot easier to do so in my backyard. I only have two neighbors at my house. The ones on the right facing our house, I can easily block myself from them in my back yard. This leaves me exposed to the neighbors on our left side, but they don’t have any windows on that side of the house and they’re rarely in their back yard and I always check to make sure they’re not. Exceptions are on holidays and when they’re mowing their yard. With the church, from almost every side someone can see you. If I was standing near the front of my car, two sides are covered by houses, another side is the church, and the last side faces the park near the church but guys are usually playing night basketball there. Granted they are a very far ways that they would probably not be able to see me urinating even if their life depended on it. Either way I didn’t risk it.

So instead of peeing in the parking lot I went back to the church just went in the ladies room and peed in there, sitting down. This was the ladies room that I left my jeans and shirt in when I did my first dare at the church. This was also before I instated the “dare rule.” There are three stalls in there. One is out of order, one is regular, and one is a handicapped stall. I already jacked off to orgasm in the handicapped stall so I went in the regular one that worked. I’m not so mean as to cause more problems with one that’s out of order.

However, I wanted to do something more. Like I said before I didn’t really want to do anything in the church because it’s creepy at night when all by oneself. As I took the food out to my car, I suddenly knew what I wanted to do and it’s something I’ve wanted to do for quite a while. I will admit though that I did kind of do it half-ass because I was afraid of being obvious. That’s one problem with having public nudity as one of your kinks. I mean it’s a real rush but you don’t want to be caught in the act, especially if you’re over the age of 18 where you can get arrested for indecent exposure. At least that’s how it is, over here in the United States. I’m pretty sure it’s that way in other countries but in some if you’re nude in public people and law authorities are just like “eh, whatever.”

So I got in my car, made sure my food was secure so it didn’t spill all over the floor of my car. When I did that, I took my shoes off and set them in the passenger area. I then undid my belt, unbuttoned my jeans, lifted my ass so I could slide them off and then going further than I have before took them completely off and set them in the passenger seat, then I did the same with my underwear, taking it completely off. I left my socks on, I then put my shoes back on. Now, I have driven with my cock exposed before but I have never driven with no opportunity to cover myself if I were to be discovered. I say I did this dare half-ass (no pun intended) because I didn’t take my shirts off and my socks and shoes were still on. I also have articles of clothing (a lab coat, and a winter jacket) in my car, so I guess I could cover myself). If I wanted to do what I really wanted to do I’d be completely naked, except for my glasses, which technically I wouldn’t need. I’ve driven with non-prescription sunglasses on to church many times. I’m not completely blind; just fairly nearsighted. But then again it’s a lot different when it’s nighttime outside as I would probably never risk this dare in the daytime. Now if I had done the dare properly (full nudity) I’d be running a huge risk of being caught and one precaution you need to take when practicing public nudity is to not to; get caught, that is. Wouldn’t you find it a bit suspicious if you passed some guy driving at night without a shirt on? OK, maybe that’s just around here, I don’t know, but I would find it a bit suspicious. Not as suspicious with a woman without a shirt but suspicious nonetheless.

So here I was practically half naked and as I drove out the church I pulled up to the first stop sign and felt a little weird. I then noticed that if you put your shoes on blindly, there is the possibility that you may put them on the wrong feet. I parked at the stop sign since there was no other traffic and just took them off and threw them on the passenger side. I would need them off again when I put my pants and underwear back on when I got home. So now all I had on from the waist down were my usual white socks.

Now not to bore you with the drive but give you some things about my drive home. It takes me fifteen to twenty minutes to get from the church to my house. Along this drive, you pass under several streetlights on a street with some businesses. One of these businesses is a hotel and another one is a gas station. There are other businesses but I have no idea what they are. Then I pull on to the Interstate and that’s the majority of my drive. And as most of you know the Interstate has a lot of traffic and a lot of street lights. Can you imagine if I lived in Los Angeles where the traffic is always bad? That would be very risky but fun…Anyway; the next part of driving is on another busy street with streetlamps that passes my old high school, a gas station, and some other businesses. The very last part of my drive, involves driving in my plat; it has street lamps and just a lot of houses, that simple. There is another way to drive home from the church but I couldn’t even tell you the last time I took that route.

I then put on my clothes again when I pulled up to my house. Like I said I did not say this would be a very long story or a very exciting one but I felt like adding this particular instance on the end going with a theme. That Sunday night would not be the first time I had peed in a parking lot had I done it. Another very public thing I did was the first time I ever peed in a parking lot. It was outside of a Barnes & Noble’s bookstore in a very heavily attended complex. This complex has: Party City Outlet, GSW Shoe Warehouse, Old Navy, Barnes & Nobles, what used to be Circuit City, and something else that I can’t think of right now but yeah just dropped my pants all the way down and went to the bathroom next to my car between two other cars and I was parked pretty close to the front of the store. Thankfully, I didn’t pee on anyone’s car. That was a very long time ago though back around 2005 or something.

Also a postscript, I did do the naked drive dare again and almost didn’t do it half ass. I was completely naked save for my glasses but when I passed cars I crouched down so they could only see my head and not anything else. Will I ever do it fully, well that’s up to my nerves and if my domme will allow me to.

I will also say I am running out of occurrences of when I’ve practiced public nudity, so my story MAY be about something different next time.
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At the end of my last entry, I said that my next story MAY be a little different next time and not deal with the activity of public nudity. I have decided that I am going to go into a different direction, and this direction may be a little more interesting to you as it is not just me but involves other people. They may or may not be as tame as the previous entries I’ve listed with people and also these activities were not initiated by craigslist or any other social site.

As many of you know, you have heard me refer to my sexual orientation as partially bi. I’ve know I’ve explained it before but I’m going to explain it again. My definition of partially bisexual means that I enjoy playing sexually with men and women. However, dating, falling in love, and marriage is particularly exclusive to women only. Sorry guys. But, I didn’t always consider myself this way, I originally thought I was straight and this change didn’t come around until my early years in college. The activities I’m about to recount though happened a long time ago just as I was starting puberty, around 13 years old.

If you took a log of the sexual activities I’ve done with men and the sexual activities I’ve done with women, you’d probably find the same activities, the furthest being oral giving and receiving. Yes I am a virgin and I constantly flip-flop between the concept of saving it for marriage or not. But back on topic, even though I have gone the same distance if you tallied the occurrences of times I’ve played sexually with men and the times I’ve played sexually with women, you would notice that I have played a lot more with men than I have with women. And that’s what this entry as well as probably some other ones are going to be.

My first sexual experience with another guy happened when I was actually younger than 13. However, I hardly remember anything about it, and as such I will not tell of that story. I am not repressing anything as it was of my own choice and I enjoyed it, but I just don’t remember anything.

To give some brief descriptions of the people in detail, starting with me. I was 13 years old at the time, dark brown hair, gray/hazel eyes, just starting puberty. The other two boys were a bit younger than me maybe 11 or 12. To protect their identities I will be using fake names. Luke is one of the boys. He had blonde hair and green eyes, little shorter than me. Steven is the other friend, brown hair in a bowl cut, a little latter than Luke, and a little bit of a speech impediment but not so much so that you couldn’t understand him. Oh and we’re all Caucasian by the way.
Now, I don’t feel any need to describe our “bits n’ pieces” because let’s be honest do you people really care about guy’s private parts. Probably some of you do, but I’m not going to describe them now but in future entries I will describe them trust me.

So this will be my first sexual experience with them and sorry if it’s tame, and sorry if it’s not as detailed as I may want it but you have to remember this was over 13 years ago. First off an introduction, and I’m sorry about this not being sexual but this kind of sets the background, there will be sexual stuff trust me. I met Luke and Steven through one person and we’ll call that person David. After school, every day David would stay at his grandmother’s across the street from me before he went home with his mom. Steven was David’s younger brother. Luke lived on the same side of the street as me and naturally since Luke and Steven were the same age they became friends, and since Steven was sometimes with his older brother and I was with him naturally I became involved with all three of them just as friends. Now, I don’t exactly remember what started this but I actually ended up spending less time with David and more time with Luke and Steven, and we talked about video games, tv, Pokemon, and Beanie Babies were a real craze back then so we talked about those too. We played hide n’ seek, tag, rode bikes, all the stuff that guys around our age do.

With my first sexual experience them, I don’t exactly remember all the circumstances. I do remember we were in Luke’s bedroom and we were playing a board game called “Don’t Wake Daddy.” I won’t bore you with the rules but the goal is to sneak into the kitchen and don’t wake daddy which would be done by pressing a button x amount of times. Every time Luke would succeed at not waking daddy he would start rubbing his sweatpants covered crotch. We laughed at this, as he was the only who would do it, and he was on his knees. Now I think on the same day, we got bored later and we decided we would from a club. I don’t remember the reason now, but as every club a group of young adolescent boys would form there were rights of initiation. Now being juvenile our rights were pretty infantile and there were three that I remember.

The first right was to kiss a poster in Luke’s room that had a picture of a monster or something gross on it and we had to do that a few seconds. The second one was to get practically naked behind Luke’s clothes hamper. We were pretty cautious with this as Luke’s dad didn’t allow him to lock this door. The weird thing is I don’t remember doing this, but I remember Luke did and obviously since it was behind a hamper we didn’t see anything.

The last rite of initiation was our first gay experience together. We all got close together in a circle and pulled our pants and underwear down so that our penises were all exposed. I don’t remember getting a good look at them, but I do remember them commenting on how much bigger mine was because I had started puberty and they hadn’t yet. Then we all leaned in close together so that all our dicks were touching each other’s dicks. We held them together for a couple of seconds and then took them apart, and me entering puberty had evidently leaked some pre-cum and when I pulled away a string was forming between the tip of my dick and there’s. We all thought it was gross but we also laughed about it. After that we pulled our pants up and one of the most fun years of my life began.

Like I said very tame, and not all that exciting, but keep in mind this was only our first experience. There is a lot more to come and it gets more extreme. And also since this was an introductory chapter, I won’t have to deal with it next time and will have more details hopefully. Stay tuned for the next part.
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Unlike the whole public nudity series, my time with “da guys” does not have any real specific timeline. Well that’s not true it does, but I honestly don’t remember it so I can’t actually tell it in chronological order. This is why the story itself may seem kind of all over the place. This story is a narrative but as it doesn’t have a specific central plot I just go sort of all over the place. This is another story about me and “da guys” but it’s more centered around me and Luke. If you need an intro as to who Luke is read the previous entry; Steven will make a brief appearance as well.

Back around this time Pokemon was just starting it’s journey as one of the most popular gaming franchises. There were 151 Pokemon to collect, even though we had no idea how to catch #151 Mew. I was one of the few lucky enough around my neighborhood to have a Super Game Boy so I could play the “gotta catch ‘em all” game on the big screen. And just a bit of extra info I had the blue version. My friend Steven and Luke had come over and Steven was playing his game with my Super Game Boy. I’m not too sure if Luke had Pokemon but either way we weren’t really paying attention to Steven as we were doing something else. We were actually playing truth or dare. Yes I am actually including something about truth or dare in the truth or dare stories. Unfortunately, it won’t be a huge component.

Now at the time my door was able to be locked and could only be opened from the inside, unless enough force was applied. Despite that though, Luke and I whispered when we played that game because of my parents and because of Steven. Steven was on the floor in front of the tv which was near the door trying to do who knows what in the Kanto region. Luke was on my waterbed at the time which composed most of my room and I was sitting down on my computer chair which was in front of my desk and of course in front of the computer.

I don’t remember a lot about the beginning of the game. I suppose we asked a lot of juvenile truth that we weren’t too embarrassed to ask. I must remind you this was when I was around thirteen years old so I don’t remember a lot of it since that was quite a while ago. However, I do remember two dares I did that night. After a while I just started taking dares from Luke hoping to do something somewhat sexual with him. Steven, Luke, and I had experimented some more since that first experience. I don’t remember a lot of the details.

I do remember the first time Steven actually touched me, sexually, though and I might as well say it right here. We were in his backyard and Luke was not there at the time it was nighttime out and he had a shed in his backyard. Oh yeah Steven and David had moved in with their grandmother with their mom later on so if I wanted to I could see Steven and David 24/7 if I wanted to. I remember telling him I wanted him to touch one of my private parts and he agreed. However, being young he was under the brief impression that if he touched my penis he may get pee on him and if he touched my ass he might get scat on him. I haven’t talked to him in years but I think he’s gotten past that phase except he probably doesn’t play with men anymore; I honestly don’t know. So that left my balls. We went behind the shed, which was probably the best place since not a lot of people could see us, and he felt my balls for a little bit, a couple of seconds, before his mom told him to come inside. That was the first time Steven touched me, I think it would be later when Luke first touched me but he may have done beforehand like I said, I don’t remember exactly in what order certain events happened.

Anyway, the first dare I remember, and like I said remember we were juvenile and immature at this time, so this dare seems kind of lame. Luke dared me to act like I was peeing on Steven. So I dropped my pants, both Luke and Steven had seen my penis and my ass by then so I didn’t mind showing it off. I moved a little closer to Steven maybe about a foot away, held my dick and acted like I was peeing on him for a couple of seconds. Luke laughed a little bit silently as Steven was oblivious the whole time that my dick was only about a foot away from his head. I then pulled up my pants, and in actuality I probably wouldn’t have minded if they were off this whole time, but it was probably cautionary of parents as to why I pulled them up.


The second dare I remember was the reason why I started choosing dares to begin with. Luke told me to suck his dick. I don’t remember the time limit. If I had to guess I would say probably for a minute or until he told me to stop. I do know for a fact that this was not the first time I sucked Luke’s penis, but I actually couldn’t tell you about the first time I did. He laid down on the bed so that his feet were dangling over the side and unlike me he didn’t let his pants fall down all the way. It was his mainly his dick that was exposed, his pants and underwear may have been down low enough so that his ass was completely bare as well, but I don’t remember. In my time together with “da guys” we didn’t explore the ass too much, which is probably what you expected between guys. No I still have my anal virginity, unless you count it broken by a dildoesque object. I hope not as there is a specific way I want to lose my anal virginity, and I can guarantee you probably know how I want to lose it, as I’ve talked about it a couple of times.

Back to Luke’s penis though. I said in my last entry, that I had just started puberty and they hadn’t started yet, so naturally Luke’s penis was really little. Probably two inches, when hard and about a third to half an inch in thickness, and his balls weren’t too big either, but that comes with the territory of being prepubescent. But because of this I could easily fit his whole package, including his balls in my warm mouth easily, without it hitting the back of my throat. I really liked the fact that even though he was prepubescent he got hard. Later on I would suck Steven’s cock, if I hadn’t already, as well but unlike Luke he rarely got hard. Luke always complained a little bit about using my teeth, which I didn’t do really often or hard but he almost always seemed to say something about my teeth hurting but whenever I offered to suck his cock, he never turned down the opportunity. I leaned forward in my chair and took it balls and all into my mouth and ran my tongue over the whole length of it. It tasted really sweet, and his balls were very smooth and I enjoyed playing with them with my tongue. Out of the three dicks, I’ve had oral contact with, Luke’s penis has still been my favorite. I think when I finally get the opportunity to suck a cock that has matured past puberty, that will change.

Anyway, I sucked Luke’s penis for a while and at some point during that Steven had looked at Luke laying on his back and me with his whole package in my mouth but we hadn’t noticed, but I didn’t stop despite him looking at us. After the time was up or when Luke told me to stop I released his manhood from my mouth and he pulled his pants up. Steven was interested in this and after he was done with Pokemon he asked me if I would suck his dick. I was more than happy to fulfill his request. Luke was still on my bed and Steven got on the bed too. Steven almost always wore sweatpants so he pulled those down along with his underwear to expose his very small dick. Like I’ve said before Steven didn’t get hard very often but on the rare occasions that he did I loved sucking him as well. But it was limp this time but I still took his entire package including his balls in my mouth and ran my tongue over them just like I had done with Luke. Even though he didn’t get hard I knew that he enjoyed it as he usually requested it on a weekly basis. I don’t remember if he had a specific taste or not but I do remember that he had a smooth, almost suede like scrotum which I always enjoyed playing with my tongue. After a while he told me to stop and he pulled up his pants.

After this it was about time for them to go home, so Steven grabbed his copy of Pokemon Red and led Luke and Steven to the door to say goodnight to them. This was not the first or the last time I sucked Luke and Steven’s dick and the other times I always enjoyed it. However, that’s still not the end of my times with “da guys.” You’ll have to look towards the next chapterto find out about more of our experiences.
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I’m taking a short break for the male on male action to talk about something that happened fairly recently, sort of, as the actual origin starts earlier this year. I can’t guarantee that this story will be exciting to a lot of people, but I want to share it anyway.

Growing up, my dad had a lot of business trips and a lot of vacation days, so a lot of my time when I was younger until about my mid-teens, was spent in hotels for a couple of days with my parents. I can say I didn’t always enjoy it as my dad basically controlled the tv, but it was also a time to relax some, but a kid can only do so much when he’s not at home with all his toys and stuff.

Now I will say about myself, I’m not much of a travel buff, even though I have had a hankering to go to Disney World. Partly because of the documentaries I’ve been watching about it…but I digress. Earlier this year, my grandfather died from esophageal cancer. I hate to say this but it wasn’t that big of a deal to me as my dad’s dad kind of cut us out of his life for about twenty years before he finally started getting involved with us again. So as such, I kind of held a grudge against him. I could go on about family problems but I should get on with the story as this is just minor background.

This was in March of this past year I believe and my current domme, who was not my official domme at this point but was interested, had just had one of our first conversations over msn messenger. I told her that I wouldn’t be able to be online for a couple of days as we would be going up near Akron, Ohio to hold his funeral. Now unbeknownst to me, when we reserved the hotel we had two rooms, one for me, and one for my mom and dad, so this would be the first time, or at least the first time I can remember of having my own hotel room. So I would be able to control the tv if I wanted, and pretty just relax without my parents breathing down my neck. Look at the websites I always had to be cautious about viewing with them around including getdare.

Also since I didn’t have to worry about my parents, for the day I stayed in this hotel, I turned it into a clothes-free room and got to enjoy one of my favorite activities, nudity. And at this time I had asked for hotel dares, which I didn’t get any since I’m a guy but I still had a fun time being completely nude and having the curtains completely open so if anyone passed by and looked up they’d probably see me.

OK now that the main background is out of the way here’s the story that happened a couple of days ago and this will also be the first story in where I include my now current domme.

I really don’t like weddings because it’s just a further emphasis that I have been single for at least ten years and also there is a situation that happened at a wedding that left a huge emotional gash in my life that I don’t like to talk about. But just a couple of days ago I attended my cousin’s wedding. Now even though I don’t like weddings, I like my cousin. She is one of my favorite cousins, if not my most favorite, so I wanted to be there to celebrate her special day. This wedding was in Indianapolis, IN so once again we would be booking a hotel. Originally, my dad had been deciding whether we would spend the night as Indianapolis isn’t too far from us, but my dad settled on it but he was unaware of the fact that I was going and I was worried for a bit that I would not get my own room. Thankfully I got my own room and my parents got another one.

Now shortly after my domme and I had become official, one of my “rules” is that I have to write her an e-mail every day, usually stream-of-consciousness kind of thing. Now over the course of this time, I had mentioned once that I would be getting my own hotel room and that I would enjoy bringing my N64 as I just recently got Donkey Kong 64 for it and that I would enjoy playing video games naked again as I hadn’t done it in a while. She didn’t have a problem with me stripping and being naked in my hotel room, but she did call me a naughty boy for doing so. She has also called me a good boy several times and I’m not sure which of those titles I enjoy more.

So she had me do just a little task, that could be a little risky, if I was going to get naked in the hotel room like I planned. She gave me this condition; before I strip, I have to write down on a piece of paper “I’m a naughty boy.” Then you have to hide that piece of paper somewhere in the hotel room then you can strip. She also said if I feel that I would get in trouble or was scared I could fold it or rip the paper up before hiding it. However, I feel that if I did either of those it would kind of make the task a little too easy and not that exciting. So I told her over skype that I would hide it.

After the wedding, we got back to our hotel and I was going to get a snack only to find out that the vending machines were completely empty. We stayed at the same chain of hotels we stayed at in Akron and apparently this one was lackluster in some cases, including the Wi-Fi that never worked. So my N64 was already hooked up and I decided I would get along with my task. I took the complimentary notepad that the hotel included along with the pen and started to write “I am a na” but then I stopped because the letters weren’t exactly big enough for the extra detail I had added myself to the task. I had told her before that I was going to alter the task a little bit but the concept was going to remain the same.” I didn’t get the e-mail until this morning but she okayed it.

I ripped off the piece of paper again this time making the letters bigger writing “I am a naughty boy” in all caps. That satisfied me and after writing that I took off all my clothes and it once again felt great to be able to be completely naked for an extended amount of time without anyone telling me not to put some clothes on. After I was naked I started the addition I made on to my little task. I took my 3DS from my backpack and opened the camera application. Now whilst naked I took a picture of the phrase I wrote and saved it on to my SD Card. Now the next photo was a little racy but yet clean enough to be in a PG maybe PG-13 movie. I ripped the piece of paper off and set my 3DS cameras to the inside and taking a picture of me completely naked with the piece of paper covering my package. As I have said in my blog before I am not well-endowed so the piece of paper did cover my whole package. It took a couple of tries switching between cameras and lighting environments before I finally got the picture to where it showed some of naked me with the note over my cock and balls and so that you could still see the letters on the paper.

I then finally took the last picture I was going to take, where I was going to hide the picture. Now if you know anything about hotels, you know that in most hotels there is always one thing that is present in there and I’m not talking about a closet, mini-bars of soap, a bed or any furniture at all. Almost every hotel room has a Bible, and this is where I was going to hide my “secret.” I flipped through the Bible to one of the best known passages John 3:16 and hid it in that place as a bookmark. I closed the Bible and took a picture of the Bible closed with the bookmark to where you could see the words “I am a.” I also made sure to include the words “Holy Bible” so that my domme could see that I hid it in a Bible. After that was done I decided to sit on the edge of my bed and play a little Donkey Kong 64.

Later, I opened up Swapnote on my 3DS, as my domme and I have sent a couple of messages over there and although I couldn’t use the Internet connection I drafted two notes I was going to send her. One with the piece of paper and one with the hiding place. I hesitated on the racy one as she may or may not want it. As to what I wrote on them…well that’s between me and her unless she chooses to make me divulge what I wrote on those notes.

I stayed naked the rest of the night and didn’t put any clothes on until after I had taken my morning shower. My family and I had the free continental breakfast visited for a few minutes with some relatives who were at another hotel and then left. When we got home I sent the Swapnotes to her. Now like I said some of you may not find this very interesting and well that’s your opinion. But it excites me that, at sometime in the future, hopefully someone will get the Bible out of the drawer to read it or open that drawer to put clothes in see a square piece of paper sticking out of the Bible take it out and see that a naughty boy had stayed in that room and he wanted someone to know that.
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Once again running out of experiences even though I still have many more but I don't want to be montonous in some of these. While many could test the title by saying technically my first pussy experience was being birthed by my mom, that doesn't really count nor does breast feeding unless you're doing that from your teens onward. I'm not thankfully; otherwise I'd be a lot more disturbed than I already am.


As evidenced by the title this will be another experience involving a woman. This woman is also “Kate” from the earlier entry. Once again this is not her real name but I am changing it to protect her anonymity. I know at the end of the first entry about her I said that my first experience with Kate was also my last, but that’s obviously not true since I’m typing this. Now either, she is cheating on her boyfriend or she has broken up with him, I believe it is the latter of the two for this reason. For a while we didn’t talk much, we were on yahoo messenger but we didn’t really talk too much and just eventually stopped contact. December of 2011, she contacted me via text. That’s one thing, she still has my cell phone number in her directory.

She actually texted me two times on two different occasions before December but I did not have my cell phone with me at the moment. The two times she texted me the first time she asked if I wanted to sext. She sent this at about 2 in the morning as she usually contacts me in the really early a.m. hours. The other time she contacted me she wanted to ask me a question and that question was if I wanted to “play”, face to face. The second indication that I think her boyfriend and her broke up. I had once asked her over yahoo if she wanted to play and she said she’d think about it. In the morning, she said that she couldn’t bring herself to do it as she didn’t want to cheat on her boyfriend. I just still feel that she would keep that morality if she was still dating her boyfriend. However, that experience didn’t come through because she actually forgot that she asked me if I wanted to play and obviously I got a little upset. I was so excited about the prospect of playing with her again and then she crushed it. This was in November of 2011.

Back to December 2011, though Kate contacted me via text. She asked if I could help her with a problem. Asking her what the problem she said she was a bit horny and if I would talk dirty to her like I did on yahoo. So we continued to do a quasi-cyber over text until she orgasmed. She also texted me a second time, on Christmas Eve nonetheless. The first text message Kate sent me on Christmas Eve just said “Finger fuck me.” She didn’t waste any time and we quasi-cybered again and I used a lot of Christmas euphemisms such as ‘stuffing her stocking” and “I got some presents for you.” She and I had never ever talked about having actual sex. Nor had we actually planned on it, but cybering I have had vaginal sex with her twice. I am a little embarrassed to admit this, but since Kate didn’t say hi or anything and automatically told me to finger fuck her in the last message I almost felt like a booty call to her, with dirty talking. And I have to say I actually enjoyed the feeling of being a booty call to her, maybe it’s because I’m submissive but yeah I just really liked it.

It would be a couple months before she would contact me in mid-January of 201 and she contacted me at 11 p.m. We shot the breeze for a while and I was telling her how I felt like crap due to digestive pains I was having and eventually Kate told me “I know what would make you feel better” in which we started to quasi-cyber. My stomach was attacking me at this time and despite me feeling sick I still went along with and I actually felt better. She also sort of gave me an order in the last text on Christmas Eve even though it was my own choice to do so or not. She loved the visualization that I was stroking my hard cock while we were texting and I did that this time too. It was just a quickie, our cyber didn’t last as long as our previous ones.

A couple weeks after that cyber, I was feeling really horny and I wasn’t getting any relief. I know as the booty call to Kate, she usually contacts me when my “services” are needed, but I decided to text her saying I was really horny and would love to play and/or dirty talk with her soon. One thing that you do need to know is that shortly after our first experience we were supposed to have a day in that November where we were going to be at my house, my parents gone, and we would be playing for about four hours, two specific activities we had decided we wanted to do was me eating her out and having some fun in my hot tub. This never happened. In almost every one of our text conversations we had talked about getting together again in real life, mostly brought up by me wanting to eat her out. But we never set any dates for doing so. And it just seemed like we were just going to be in a dirty talk relationship when she needed an orgasm arrangement until that night.

I had posted a craigslist ad looking for males and was thinking of posting a looking for female ad the day after. At about 1 in the morning she contacted me via text again and she said “Are you still up? I’m in _______. The blank is the city I live in but I don’t want to say where I live exactly. Although I know that at least one person on this site knows what city I live in because that person lives in the same city as me and I contacted them letting them know that. I don’t know the person, personally. Anyways, I asked her what she was doing in _______as she lives in a city away from me by about twenty minutes. She then texted “I’m staying at my uncles. You wanna come over real quick?” Despite it being late at night, technically early in the morning, how could I resist that offer? However, I will admit I was a little scared going over there as I didn’t want to walk into a trap. Several questions ran through my mind such as “Would the police be there? Would she knock me out and tie me up in her basement? Were her intentions malicious?” I always think lie that when I meet someone from craigslist which is why I don’t do that anymore. However, my hormones and just the thought of being able to please her this time around, since our first time was mainly around my pleasure, won over my apprehensions as I got the address of her uncle’s house and drove over there. It wasn’t too far away from me, maybe a seven minute drive. Also she was the only one at her uncle’s house which also helped me go over there. Even if she said it was going to be a quickie. Actually it lasted about an hour, which I suppose could be considered a quickie. I was also glad that at this point in time that I don’t have a curfew. One thing my parents actually did do right but I still feared what would happen if I was caught sneaking out at 1 in the morning and coming back whenever. I also asked Kate if before I came over if she would want me in some “special underwear” but she said to dress normally. One day when we were talking on yahoo and I told her that I was wearing panties at the time, and I was, and she said that she would love to see me in women’s underwear. That’s what I meant by special underwear but I think you gathered that.

When I got over to her place she turned on the light inside and I entered her uncle’s house. She had texted me how to identify it but there were two houses to match the criteria so that’s why she turned the light on. She had Mission Impossible 3 on the TV in the living room and had a pulled out bed from the couch. I hadn’t seen her in so long I actually forgot what she looked like. She had her hair tied up and was wearing a loose blue shirt, some white (what looked like boxer shorts except shorter and tighter) with what looked like some floral pattern, and I’m not entirely sure what type of underwear she had on but it was bright orange. The lights were off so the only light in the room was that from the tv. She said, “So, what do you want to do?”

Me usually not being the one to make decisions responded with “I don’t know what do you want to do.” She also said I don’t know. Making this quick I asked, “Do you mind if I get naked?” We had already explored some of our most intimate parts and we were still nervous.

She said, “I don’t care, you can if you want.” Of course I was going to get naked as I’ve said before cfnm (clothed female, naked male for those of you don’t know) is one of my biggest turn-ons. I sat down on a chair nearby to take off my shoes and she said, “You can sit with me on the bed.” I was planning to but I wanted to be naked first. So I took off my shoes, didn’t bother wearing socks since I was in a hurry, took off my shirt, jeans, and underwear so all I had on were my glasses. I then sat on the bed and we had a little period of silence. I asked her if she wanted to take her shirt off and she didn’t seem too comfortable doing that, even though I had seen what it was hiding before but I could understand her. As I said in my previous encounter she’s a bbw (big, beautiful woman) which isn’t a bad thing, she’s probably thinner than I am, so she may be a little self-conscious about herself as most of us are. I felt self-conscious being naked with her as I’m overweight and am not well-endowed, but I’ve learned to accept myself as I am. Along the same lines, this was only the second time we had met face to face, and she may still not have trusted me completely which I can understand as we had been nothing but fwb (friends with benefits, I’m using a lot of abbreviations) with each other and nothing deeper than that. I also didn’t mind because as I said earlier, cfnm is awesome!

“Well I could eat you out,” I said, which she didn’t give any positive or negative response to. “Or I could pleasure your tits again” I offered.

She seemed more inclined to this idea and she asked, “Do you want to be on top?” She had fantasized about this before but I told her that I would approach her from the side, something I would have taken back if I could do this again. She didn’t understand what I meant so I just scooted closer toward her and started kneading her clothed left tit with my right hand to which she offered no complaint and just laid down. I laid down next to her and had a little trouble getting her boobs out of her shirt even though it was loose but with some help from her one came out and I started sucking on her nipple to which she moaned lightly. Unlike me, Kate likes to make noises while she’s being pleasured. Not loud noises, but moans, whimpers, and heavy breathing. I licked other parts of her tit too, I flicked her nipple with my tongue, licked her areola, bit lightly on her nipple because last time she said she liked that. She moaned just a little louder whenever I bit it. I wasn’t too long on her tit before her hand grabbed my left hand and moved it in between her thighs and with her hand instructed me to rub. I’m not sure if I was rubbing her clothed crotch or her pussy, which she said in a text that she hadn’t shaved down there but she questioned also if it really mattered, it didn’t, although I do think if there is a next time it may make it easier for me if it was bald or at least trimmed. Of course, it would also be easier if she was naked, but I like to make people comfortable in these situations and not force them into anything they don’t want to do. Either way I just rubbed it as instructed for a little while as I happily sucked on her left nipple.

Since she had practically granted access to her pussy, I decided to go with my initial question and moved down so that I could concentrate on her pussy. She had no problem with this as she spread her legs and moved her underwear and shorts to one side to give me better access. This was my first experience with a pussy and also since the lights were off it was kind of hard to find out where her lips where, and ergo her entry. The details are still kind of fuzzy since it was at one in the morning, I’m not sure if she spread them for me or guided my hands toward them but I would probably say the former of them and soon I was fingering her with my right index finger. It wasn’t incredibly warm but it wasn’t freezing cold. One thing I will say about Kate is that she is still a virgin, much like myself, and I now understand what people mean by women having tight pussies sometimes. The index finger kind of stayed at the same level and penetration further in actually took some work. However, I didn’t spend too much time fingering her but I could feel her muscles contracting around my finger. I didn’t spend much time fingering her because soon my face was down with her pussy as I stuck my tongue in her. The pubic hairs did impede my progress a little bit but not enough to deter me. As I describe the taste, I realize some people say oh he’s making that up as the taste I’m about to tell is usually related to guys but this is all non-fiction. Her pussy tasted a little bit salty with a sour tinge near the end, but not unpleasant. I didn’t take the time to inhale her aroma but I know that it smelled sweet mainly because I subconsciously smelled my right hand fingers when I got home and her aroma was still on them. I did that a fair amount of time, and she was moaning a little bit louder and her breathing was becoming faster. However, it would still be a while before she orgasmed. I also took the time to suck on her clit and flick it a few times with my tongue before eating her out again. Keep in mind it was dark and I’m rather unfamiliar with female anatomy so I may say some things wrong here.

I then went back to fingering her, using two fingers this time, my index and middle. She automatically said to me “Faster” and I complied with her requests but unfortunately due to my inexperience soon after increasing my thrusts and after a couple of moans she said, “You’re hurting me.” Like I said, sue me my first experience with a pussy. I then tried one more hand (no pun intended) at it and did what I’ve seen in a lot of porn I watched and just tried it with my middle finger. But then again a lot of porn stars aren’t virgins so once again after doing her with my middle finger and trying to push in deeper to get to her g-spot “Your’re hurting me.” So not wanting to hear that again, upset at myself not her, I let her go to work on her pussy while I went back to her boobs. Once again, if I could do this over, I’d probably just eat her out to completion as I know my tongue wasn’t hurting her.

I was more on top of her this time since I wanted to give her right boob some attention too. Sadly, her shirt was not loose enough to let them both out at the same time, hopefully next time, if there is a next time, she’ll be willing to take her shirt off. I was completely naked, I thought she wouldn’t have a problem with at least taking her shirt off but different people have different likes. I remember at one point I tried to do what I had Catherine do in her fantasy in Chapter 2 of “Targeting the Ignored” but I don’t have the patience so I just concentrated on her nipples, a little bit on her areola of both sides. I do remember that whatever breast I wasn’t pleasing at the time I was kneading it clothed, with whatever hand was closer. She seemed to like that she was able to control what she was doing with her pussy, while I added oral stimulation to her tits, especially when I gnawed them with which like I said before she moaned a little louder, fingered herself faster, and breathed faster.

I didn’t notice that she did this but at some point in time she had wrapped her legs around my body which was awesome because I’ve always imagined that when I have my “fantasies.” I remember that I tried another technique on her nipples before she came, that I hadn’t tried before. I took a tight hold of her nipple area, areola included with my mouth sucked it up tightly until the seal broke and it came back down. She breathed a lot faster than she had before and then it quickly slowed down. I assumed that she must have came and I asked her, “Did you cum?”

Breathlessly she replied, “Yes.” Then a bit insulting to my ego she said, “Did you even get hard at all?”

Just like our first experience yes I did. And I decided that I would cum before I left. I sat Indian style playing it with for a little while before I said, “You could give me a hand job.” So she stroked it with her right hand for a while and I knew that the speed of her stroking wasn’t going to get me to completion. It’s not that I didn’t want her stroking my cock it’s just that she said she wanted a quickie and I needed to get home to see if I could get out explaining why I was out so late to my parents. So I layed down until I came, and I didn’t cum a lot as I had masturbated to porn earlier that day. I then got dressed and she led me to the door, I drove home, once again in a state of disbelief as if to say “Did I really just do that?” It wasn’t a morality complex, it was just so amazing that I actually did that as it’s something I didn’t ever see happening.

Thankfully my parents were still asleep so I was able to slip in unnoticed and like I said before I went to sleep I subconsciously smelled my right hand fingers and they smelled sweet. I hope next time Kate and I get together, if there is a next time, we won’t have to deal with time restrictions, there will be some lights and I can write another experience like this, hopefully a little longer.
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Disclaimer: This story was written several years ago and as such is not about my current Master. That is all...

So it's been a while since I've written anything it feels. I keep on wanting to write something profound on my blog but I'm not getting any trains of thoughts out of the roundabout and on to the tracks. I wrote this a while back, and I had never shared it as there were some things that the person who gave me this task at the time said I needed to change about it. Because I am no longer a sub to this person, I think I'll just post the story as is. As everything else has been in this story, this is 100% true, no liberties have been taken and no subtext translations are present. I may regret posting this for a reason I won't go into...but without further ado, here is my tale of a fun night with Bob.


You know sometimes, well actually most of the time, I love my domme. I’m not in love with her to say even though she is a very beautiful woman but I digress, as she is truly awesome, and I’m about to tell another story of something my domme asked me to do that really surprised me.

OK, so to create some anonymity much like the Kate story, I am going to be using a fake alias for my best guy friend and we are going to call him Bob. Now I have known Bob ever since elementary school which is probably why he is my best friend. I’m not going to give any details about him, as unlike the Kate story, his details are not important in this story. Anyway, I was working on an assignment for my domme on my computer and he was playing Nintendoland on my Wii U. While he was playing Wii U my domme came on skype and we talked a little bit of course not letting Bob look at the computer screen because he doesn’t know about this side of my life nor do I want him to. He was sitting on a couch and I was sitting on the couch next to him we were probably about a foot apart. And I told my domme that Bob was over but she was fine as she was not interrupting anything.

The gears in her head started to turn, even though I didn’t know it. But she was doing a lot of questioning about our position in my basement, if he could see me and if he knew about my online activities. He doesn’t. He may be my best friend but I keep my naughty side to gd almost exclusively. She seemed very interested that this was the first time she had ever talked to me when Bob was present. Eventually, I asked my domme why she was asking all these questions. She then said word from word, “Put a hand in your underwear (touching your private parts) for some seconds. Then tell me for how long you managed to do that.” Now you would think that me being in a very vulnerable state, completely naked, for my domme on webcam would be the most extreme task she has ever made me do but I don’t know. Now Bob has seen me practically shirtless, many times. Even that day I was wearing my shirt in a way that uncovered my chest. And there is a reason for doing this but I’ll allow that information to be private. It sometimes becomes a force of habit now. Both my domme and Bob know why I do this and Bob is cool with it. Also in the past, the furthest I had ever gone with Bob was both of us were watching porn a couple of years ago, and we were on opposite sides of the room covered by blankets and I was masturbating underneath the blanket. I had never done something this risky.

Now another thing you need to know is I have had sexual thoughts about Bob before. In these cases, he has always been the one that took charge. Now my thoughts can be pretty crazy and in such my mind has had Bob making me suck his cock, face fucking me, taking my anal virginity and whoring me out to other male clients. Now Bob doesn’t know this obviously but my domme…well she knows all about that. That’s why it is such a difficult question when people ask to tell a secret that nobody knows about you because of all my secrets, I’ve told most if not all of them to my domme at some point in time. So since she knows that I think that is one of the reasons she told me to do this.

Now I was kind of at an impasse. On the one hand, my domme knows that letting friends and family know about this side of my life, is one of my hard limits and this could definitely fall into this category. On the other hand, I love to please my domme and she wanted me to do this and I wanted to do it also, not to get Bob to notice, but to please her. Now to clarify this a little more Bob was pretty engaged in Nintendoland so in order to actually notice what I was doing he would only have to turn to the right, and Nintendoland is pretty much a game you have to be pretty engaged in. He wasn’t even looking at me most of the time even if he did something really awesome. It took a little while for me to muster up the courage to do so but I came up with an alibi, if he did notice me. If he caught me I was going to say I was scratching an itch, because we guys usually don’t care who sees us scratching in public. This was stated in the Fairly Oddparents episode “The Boy Who Would be Queen.”

Anyway, at the time he was doing something that was not so engaging and I had to wait for him to get back to a place where he was. He did, and as soon as he did that I lifted the front of my pants a little bit, slid my right hand in my underwear and held my cock and balls in my hand. I also started to stroke lightly. I wasn’t really hard, and my pants were a little restrictive to get an erection, despite me having a smaller than I would like dick. As I was doing this my domme decided to tease me a little bit as I said I didn’t want to get caught. She said, and I quote, “Oh, I know in your fantasies you’d love [Bob] to catch you doing that and then join you at it (either with him touching you or him making you touch him[m]” More the latter than the former. I may be a switch but I have more of a submissive nature than a dominant nature. Yes this would tap into my fantasies and I actually enjoyed the fact that my domme was teasing me with these images in my head. And as I’ve said before I have had fantasies about Bob, but the funny thing about fantasies is if the opportunity arises in reality you may be too scared to take it. This is why in the past I had never tried to make a move on Bob or tell him that I was bi. This would especially be detrimental to my credibility in that I may lose a friend and also with the fact that I am a youth director at my church and I take part in the children’s ministry and that could be used against me. Would I love to know if he would be willing to play with me; absolutely but I don’t want to take the risk that goes along with it.

So for the time being I was holding my package in my hands and stroking it lightly to which my domme proceeded to call me a naughty boy. I love it when she calls me a naughty or a good boy which is why she uses those. Also even if she said a few seconds when she told me to do this, I wanted to see how long I could last without Bob noticing. And then my domme did something else that made me even more turned on besides touching my most intimate place a mere foot away from my best friend. She asked me a naughty question. She asked, “…imagine (for some reason) you had to be spanked harshly by me (with a belt) in front of [Bob]. How would it feel?” I don’t know why she asked that question but as I said before I enjoyed the fact that she was teasing me and I’m not entirely sure if she knew she was, but I sort of think she was aware of exactly what she was doing because my domme is a very intelligent woman. It also put a nice image into my head being bent over my domme’s knee or over a chair with her holding a belt and spanking my bare ass mercilessly with Bob just looking on in bewilderment. Like I said I’m not sure why she asked this question but she did say it was curious. I think she used this particular situation though because she knows that I like to be spanked and we sometimes joke about that when we’re iming on skype.

I tried to answer that question but apparently, I didn’t exactly convey my answer to her well enough because she didn’t understand what I said. The majority of that reason is because my hormones were clouding my brain cells, and also if I’m only typing with one hand, I tend to completely omit correct grammar and spelling. After a while she asked me to rephrase that. I told her to wait a couple of minutes as I wanted to make 15 minutes with my hand on my package and then I would type it two-handed. I actually did make the 15 minute mark and Bob never noticed the whole time. Thank goodness, for those people who are totally engaged in video games which allow you to do naughty, risky tasks given by a creative domme. Anyway, once that was over, I answered the question with, “If I were to be spanked by you harshly with a belt [in front of Bob] I would feel embarrassed, uncomfortable and awkward but this would be if I had to do this. If you were actually concretely here in my basement giving me the spankings yours[el]f instead of me giving them to myself I would enjoy it a little more.” From this statement you can obviously tell that our relationship is online as are most d/s relationships on this site. She responded with the fact that when she asked the question she did mean if she was doing it personally herself. In front of Bob, what I said would be absolutely true, but if she did it herself without anyone else around; whoo I would be ecstatic maybe even euphoric at least until the pain was unbearable which I know she would stop if I said a safety word. We care for each other but anyway on with the rest of the task involving Bob. Bob, Bob, Bob, I have to get used to that because occasionally when I use fictional names for real people I accidentally say their real name.

Later on, I sent an e-mail of an assignment that she had told me to do to celebrate our one-year anniversary, I stuck my hand down my underwear again and started stroking hoping to cum right next to Bob. I told her that I was typing with just my left hand again. It’s kind of odd that something I was so nervous about at first was something I was actually enjoying. This was hard as the area inside my pants was very restrictive, I was getting hard but I couldn’t do full strokes, I got close a couple of times, not to a full edge but I never got to cum. As I did this I also messaged here in saying “this is hard in more ways than one ” Oh Sean, why did you make such a horrible sexual innuendo pun?

Anyway, the cumming wasn’t going to happen to where I was. But I still wanted to cum, so I went to another part of the basement and told Bob I was going to be working on my “paper” which was code for my assignment to my domme, and that I would be back when I was done. I didn’t like to lie to my friend but I seriously wanted release. So to explain the layout of my basement. First off, it’s unfinished that means it’s total concrete except for the wooden rafters and framework. Now I want you to picture a large lowercase d or a large capital P. That’s kind of what our basement looks like. In the area where the gap is, is the staircase leading to the main floor. And the straight edge is a long ways off. The area where the Wii U is at the very end of the straight edge, the side longest away from the curve. Where I was would be on the lower part of the curve, almost a direct diagonal from where the Wii U was. So where I was at the time there would be no way for Bob to see what I was doing unless he walked a fair distance so if I heard him walking over I’d be able to hide in time. Oh and before I moved I obviously took my hand from my pants. I had lasted 20 minutes, yeah I had made a total of almost 35 minutes without him ever noticing.

I actually was recounting this whole experience to my domme and telling her I had my whole package exposed and that I was going to cum and all Bob would have to do would be to turn the corner and see my junk to see what I was doing. Apparently, my domme had thought I had been getting carried away and ordered me to stop. So I pulled my pants up without cumming and walked over back to Bob and we played video games the rest of the night.

Originally, Bob was going to leave but we had a massive snow storm and he didn’t want to drive home in that weather even though it wasn’t a long distance and he decided to stay the night, which he hasn’t done in forever. We did stay in different rooms. He was in the spare bed room on the main floor and I was in my bedroom on the upper floor.

The next day I told my domme that he had stayed the night and she joking replied, “I hope you didn’t molest him while he slept.”

I replied, “No, but I was tempted to…not really.” While I do have sexual thoughts about Bob some time I don’t think I would actually a move on him. But wait…what if I wasn’t entirely truthful and crept down the stairs and did do something with/to Bob? Kind of open-ended isn’t it, so did I or didn’t I? Well that’s a secret that only my domme and I will every really know. All you can do is speculate.
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For those of you who know me pretty well, I would guess not most of you, you know that I have a very extensive likes/limits list. Whereas a lot of people have about three to five per entry I have about ten to fifteen give or take for each of the six entries on my list. Now granted, I haven’t experienced some of the things on the list so with some stuff I just put it on the list haphazardly thinking I know where it goes and just thinking won’t pay that much attention to it. One such example of this is the fetish of humiliation. Now looking at my list most of the humiliation fetishes hover around the likes section and the ok section. Humiliation can come across in many different forms. For example several people in the past have had the fortune to call me slut, whore, bitch, fucktoy etc. and I’ve absolutely loved it. Verbal humiliation in this sense is something I really enjoy, but of course you have to be in a position of dominance over me in order to call me that. Just call me it out of the blue without me knowing you and I’ll punch you in the face. Actually, I’ll probably just report you. If I had the power to transcend space and time I would not be behind this computer typing this story.

But let’s talk about what this story is about situational humiliation. Putting someone in a situation in to where one would feel embarrassed, mortified and wanting to curl into the fetal position in the corner and is just downright terrified to look in the mirror. Ok that may be a little extreme with that last part but I have been in an act of situational humiliation that did result in the first two. Now I may have been put in this position before BUT the story I’m going to tell in this is the first time I remember being in situational humiliation. As every thing I’ve stated before this is 100% true and this story in itself is pretty believable even if I didn’t say it was 100% true, but anyway here goes…

This actually happened fairly recently. It was late May 2014 and I was still getting over the fact that my little girl and I were now…done. For those of you who have not been following my blog entries, my little girl was my most recent slave for almost a year. However, as you do know from some of my previous entries I have been a sub so that does make me a switch. At the time of this story I was submitting to someone…casually, and this person had been my Mistress for the previous two days as well and this was the last day that I would be able to wholly submit to her. This is because my parents were gone, and the reason we only casually play is because we’re really good friends and we don’t want to ruin anything by getting too serious and having to deal with all the “things can never be the same between us” crap that seems to happen at the end of every serious relationship. That’s why generally it is a rule of mine that I don’t submit or dominate people I already know as friends, except casually because then there’s no drama anyway back to the story.

One of the first tasks I was told to do, actually I think it was the second one, the first one being a rule, was answer a long list of truths which can be found by following the aptly named link in my signature. One of those truths was to name things that turned us on, and one of those things was to be “Mr. Invisible.” What I mean by that is doing sexual things that people are kind of oblivious to like wearing girl’s underwear under my clothes or buying a package of clothespins. People don’t know that you’re secretly crossdressing or planning on clipping your nipples and lower genitalia later. My Mistress took advantage of this turn-on of mine and the day before this happened told me to go to the store to buy Vaseline, clothespins, a cucumber, and condoms and to wear a bra and my purple cat-print thong underneath my clothes. I told her that that may be a little difficult seeing that I don’t own any bras of my own and would have to borrow from my mom. I was pretty sure my mom’s bras wouldn’t fit me…and I was right. But she then told me that should be a problem that should be fixed and we started talking about bras and how much they would cost and stuff. So the possibility of buying a bra, was added as an optional task to my shopping list and I would get bonus points if I could find a matching bra and panty set. Now, if I did choose to do this it would be a new experience to me because I have always bought all my toys and crossdressing materials online, never in a store, but because I love to please whoever I’m serving at the time, I was going to go for it.

The next morning, I got out of bed, took off my purple cat-print thong that I was ordered to wear when I was sleeping. After doing some things like take care of our dog, I looked online on how to measure my bra size. I honestly don’t remember what my size was now but since I was going to buy a bra, I think it best to find out since when I was trying to get one of mom’s bras on…it wasn’t going to work. So I told my Mistress I was going out to do my shopping for the day and I told her that I was going to buy a bra and maybe some panties. She replied with “I expect a full report when you get back bitch.” Yeah, bitch is kind of her “pet name” for me if you want to call it that :P. So I put the dog back in her cage as she’s still a puppy slipped on my thong again, put some jeans and a shirt on and headed out.

My first stop was going to be K-Mart which is where I was planning on buying my new “purchases.” I took a deep breath as I sat in my car before going in to face this humiliation. I was kind of in a conflict as I wanted to get the bonus points but I also didn’t want look around, lest I look too interested in what I was buying. The first thing I looked at was bras as that was mainly what I was looking for in the first place. I looked mainly at the cup size rather than the strap size and just picked up ones that were my cup size which I measured beforehand. I figured this would be a mistake later on. But anyway, I picked up a lacy turquoise bra, a lacy white bra, and a plain black bra. I also went a little overboard with buying some panties as well. My female underwear collection was rather…limited at home. Unlike bras, I choose to wear my own underwear that I’ve purchased myself instead of stealing from my mom. All I had at the time was a sky blue thong, a pair of black panties, and the purple cat-print thong that I was wearing underneath my jeans at the time. I bought a fairly basic six pack of Joe Boxer low cut bikinis, and two pairs of hipsters that were in my size. One was red with black lace, and the other was my weakness when it comes to women’s underwear…cat prints, especially leopard spots like the one I bought which also had black lace.

I decided to not buy the other item that my Mistress wanted me to buy there because I was already embarrassed enough to have a basket in my hand with nothing but women’s underwear and bras in it. Also a I was buying the underwear, I was thinking of ways to explain myself out of it if one of the cashiers asked me about it. I lost a bet, my friend lost a bet, my girlfriend needed some new ones and loves to humiliate me. That was the most accurate I mean technically my Mistress at the time is a girl and is a friend, and with some of the actions we did that weekend I know she loves to humiliate me. I mean she calls me “her bitch” for crying out loud, but like I said before I have no complaints about this.

So I got in one of the two queues at the front of the store…oh how I wish they had automatic checkouts like at Kroger. And while I was waiting in the line, I tried in a very futile attempt to hide the contents of my basket, it obviously didn’t work. I was probably over-reacting but I felt like every customer there had their eyes on me; me a fairly large and tall man with a very rough, emotionless exterior buying bras and panties. That was bad enough…but it was about to get worse.

At the front of the store both checkouts had me in the third in line. One line had a guy and one line had a girl. I think I chose the girl because I didn’t want the guy to get the wrong idea about me just in case if he was…I’m bisexual but I only enjoy playing with men, nothing more serious than that. The reason this got worse is that these were the slowest lines ever. The first couple got through pretty quickly, but our K-Mart has a lackluster staff apparently. The old lady in front of me was buying gardening supplies. She had managed to buy a pair of hedge clippers without a price tag on them. So trying to get a price check on the item, took about five minutes and I’m still in line sweating bullets with me and the contents of my basket. I honestly felt like quitting right then and there, dropping my basket to the side and just going out of the store. The only that kept me sane during this task was that I know I was doing this to please my Mistress.

As they finally got a price check on the clippers, the girl was finishing pricing the rest of her stuff and she said with a smile you can put your basket up here instead of holding it. That made me even more humiliated. The girl wasn’t really my type but she was kind of cute. She knew what I was buying, and I think she knew what was going on too, as if she could bear into my mind and discovering exactly why this man is buying this underwear. “He could lie all he wants, I know why he’s getting it and I would pay money to see that and humiliate him even more.´ I don’t remember but I was probably beet red, although I don’t know if I blush a lot.

As she scanned my items, price tags were off a few of them, and she had to read the tiny bar codes on the bra which of course had me stay in the line longer and all the other people in the lines could see that I was a male and what I was buying. The white bra I had bought didn’t have a bar code or a price tag and the cashier asked if I wanted a price check on it. Yeah and prolong this mortifying humiliation more than it’s already causing me…hell, no! Of course I politely said no. She asked if I was sure. Of course you were going to ask me that I politely once again said yes I’m sure. So no white bra for me. As she scanned the last of my items I paid her, grabbed my bag and quickly walked out of the store but still acted unsuspicious.

Then throughout the rest of the day I bought the item I could find that my Mistress asked me to get. Apparently nobody uses Vaseline or hangs their clothes up anymore as I couldn’t find clothespins or Vaseline and I check in like three different stores. The hardest thing to buy was condoms and even that wasn’t all that bad. Sure I could have bought them at BP, but a guy works there that I’m kind of friends with and I didn’t want to get into a conversation with him about it even though the condoms if they were going to be used would not be used for their intended purpose. This was also the first times I’ve ever bough condoms. But I did what I could.

So that’s my story, not too interesting, but I know from now on if I buy any more bras or underwear, they’re getting ordered online.

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There’s just a little bit more to this story, about a week or two later I had to go to K-Mart again to pick up some medication I take at the pharmacy. The same girl who checked me out as I bought that underwear flashed me a smile and said hi. Most employees don’t do that unless they remember you. So apparently, in her eyes I’m recognizable, I’m the guy who bought bras and panties that one day and nothing else. If it wasn’t that I get my medication from K-Mart I would never go there again.

Oh and just so you know yes I do remember most of the stuff that my Mistress had me do but that’s another story for another time…maybe. This was the main one I wanted to post.
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I can’t guarantee that this will be as long or as detailed as some of my other entries and I guess for some people that would be a relief. This happened almost half a year ago so that’s why the details are a little hazy but this still remains one of my more enjoyable experiences.

So, we all know from my last entry that I have quite a collection of women’s underwear. You also know from some previous entries that I have enjoyed a few amount of sexual experiences with men. In fact, my slave at the time of this entry is a male, and actually has a sissy element to him. A friend of mine on here and I have both commented with ourselves that sissies are fun, and they are. And even though I have played with this person online and always had fun, I do not consider myself a sissy. Let’s go over the checklist. Worn women’s clothing: check, enjoys the idea of sucking cock: check, purchased women’s clothing for oneself: check. It seems like the odds are against me but let’s look at some other things. Wears women’s clothing on a regular basis: not check, removes all body hair so he is smooth like a woman: not check, loves the idea of sucking cock and being fucked in the ass by a man: not check, to the second part anyway. So yes I have sissy qualities but I do not consider myself a sissy. This next experience is probably one of the sissiest things I’ve done but is also one of the most enjoyable.

So this was later last summer, shortly after I was a submissive in my most recent sub relationship, and like usual, I decided to watch some porn and I can only assume that it had a blow job in it. Now usually, when I watch porn of this type, I have an urge to suck cock of my own, so I usually pause the video and go to craigslist. I do admit this is a dangerous habit of mine, but thankfully thus far I have gotten lucky and not had any dangerous experiences. Anyway, I went to the male looking for male casual encounters category and there was some man in his 40’s looking for someone to give him a blow job and he was in the town where I lived. Now as I’ve said before in other areas on this site. My limit as of right now is up to the age of 50. I was (and still am the time of me writing this) in my late 20’s. And actually my first real life experience with a MAN, was with a man who was in his 40’s. I put that in caps because if you remember I played with some of my guy friends when we were younger. So I had no problem playing with a guy who was around two decades older than me. Also because he was looking for a blow job and nothing else, I decided to message him.

A couple moments later, he e-mailed me back and we exchanged e-mails for a little bit before it was decided that I would be going over to his house to give this man a blow job. Now I don’t know many of the areas per se around my town, but this man lived on a street I was very familiar with. The reason for this is, that the majority of my life I have lived in this town, and have moved twice in my life, and in the three houses I have lived in, the second house was around this guy’s neighborhood and that’s where I spent my childhood.

So this was in the afternoon/early evening and part of the difficulty I face is I live with my parents due to financial problems and if I leave somewhere to go to someplace they will sometimes ask me where I’m going, or if I get back where I went. So I got out of the house no problem and drove over to this man’s house. Butterflies filled my stomach like they always do when I go to meet a random partner. I think that’s to be expected though. Like I said this can be a very dangerous vice, but thankfully as of late, I haven’t had any real success in finding anyone, and the only person I still see from craigslist is my friend with benefits, Kate who has been mentioned a few times, whom I lost my virginity to.

So I got to the mans’ house got out, knocked on the door and he let me in. Now he was not married, but he did have a girlfriend and I can only assume that his girlfriend was not there. But anyway, it was kind of dark, there was enough of a dim light to see enough as he invited me in. Unlike my very first experience with a man, we didn’t exchange in a lot of small talk before both of us were completely naked. But in the process of taking my jeans off I realized something. I was wearing my pair of red lace hipsters. No this was not said to be done by my dominants this was of my own volition. I lied to the man saying that my dominant had told me to wear them and he was totally cool with it and didn’t mind.

Even though is only the second cock I had sucked after I had turned 20, I took to it like I knew what I was doing. He was sitting in a chair, which did kind of make it hard to get to his balls which is something I know I like to pay attention to even though I haven’t sucked a lot of guys off in my time. I got on my knees between his legs, put my hands on his inner thighs and took his cock in my mouth. Oh he was also smooth, I should mention that. Whilst I am a hairy man I prefer to suck guys who are smooth, just a preference. Now I don’t consider myself a pro at sucking cock, of course the reason for that is because I am gauging my technique amongst the porn videos and stories I watch. I didn’t swirl my tongue around the head, I didn’t jack the shaft with my other hand, I just took the whole length in my mouth gauging if I would be able to take it. He was bigger than me but I was able to take his whole length as his tip hit the back of my throat when I took it all the way in. I don’t know if I can deep-throat and quite honestly I don’t want to know if I can. I then just started bobbing up and down at a fairly slow pace on his prick, letting it slide all the way in and almost all the way out before taking it back into my wanting mouth.

A couple of times I had to stop for breath and of course as I pulled away that normal white string of combined pre-cum and saliva stranded off, before I would go back to sucking him. Every now and then he would sort of converse with me saying that I was so good and he didn’t believe that this was only my second time doing something like this. Also sometimes he would scoot forward a little bit so that I was able to orally pleasure his balls, taking his sac into my mouth and rolling the two orbs around with my tongue before returning to his shaft.

I sucked him for a pretty long time and in the e-mails I told him that I technically was not allowed to cum but that’s not to say that he didn’t play with me. Sometimes he would run his hands through my hair but the thing that he did that I liked the most is that sometimes he would play with my hard dick a little with his foot was easy since I was between his legs. Now I don’t have a foot fetish, I personally never understood it, but at the same time I’m not totally repulsed by feet. And even though it was just a little action, it felt amazing! But he only did this two or three times during the long time I sucked him.

After sucking him and playing with his balls for what was probably like five minutes he was getting close and took control himself as he started thrusting his hips causing his dick to go in and out of my mouth at his own fast pace. At this point in time, I stopped bobbing and just let him fuck my mouth at the pace he wanted to. However, his cock was going a little further in my mouth than it originally had hitting more of the back of my throat and making it a little difficult to catch my breath, so I moved my head just a little back, it wasn’t very much though. As he fucked me his tip was still hitting the back of my throat but not as much. After a while he stopped moving and just had his dick laying in my mouth and while I didn’t taste anything or feel any liquid in my mouth or down my throat I knew he was cumming because I felt his cock pulsing in my mouth pumping his white liquid down my throat and I was gladly and willingly swallowing his whole load. He came for a while too and when he was done he slowly pulled out of my mouth. Once again he complimented me and asked me if I would get in trouble with my dominant for doing this. Of course I have withheld this story from my dominants at the time until now, although I don’t think they’ll read it, but I’m not sure if I would get in trouble even if I did tell them.

We both got dressed and then I drove home and either my parents never noticed I was gone or they didn’t question me about it. Now, I still don’t consider myself a sissy, I just consider myself a man who loves to suck cock. And just there’s no confusion, yes I do love to eat women out too. After all, I’m only partially bisexual.
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Technically, I'm supposed to be posting this in the thread that this started in but I haven't posted in this story for a while so I might as well. It's not really as outlandish as some of the other stuff I've done but yeah. If you want to see the JOI Dare that this refers to, written by Happy Me, you can click the link here.


Well as some of you have read my blogs know, I have recently moved into my apartment by myself and Internet access is still a thing, I use my phone, but it’s not as easily accessible as I would want it. However, after seeing colosubguy’s report on this particular dare, I knew it was something I wanted to try when I had my own place. So while I wouldn’t be able to see it on getdare easily, I copied it in a word document and true all the spoiler are revealed but I am looking at only the options I roll for this dare.

Now obvious as the instructions go as I am typing this I have a porn video playing on my Playstation 2 from the few porn DVD’s I purchased before I moved here and I currently am only wearing my glasses, shoes, socks, and my shorts and boxers are at my ankles. It is a little difficult staying hard while writing this report. Normally most guys would, but over the few days I’ve been here nudity is almost a constant so having my dick exposed is normal.

Anyway, as I started I reluctantly put on clothes as I was nude when reading the introduction and the first two categories are named teasing; aptly so as the first two categories have been teasing for me as my rolls. I pulled my shorts and boxers just below my hips as the first instructions said and then I pulled my boxers right back up as I rolled a 4. For those of you reading instead of doing and who don’t want to scroll up that means for five minutes I had to touch myself through my boxers. This was difficult because I am not that well-endowed so I kind of could only rub it and not really stroke it. Although I did accidentally, and unintentionally break the rules, as I did start playing porn while doing this, inadvertently not knowing I was supposed to not watch it during this. But I did this and then my ears bled by the volume of my timer. I pulled my boxers back down afterwards and it was frustrating because I wanted to touch myself.

As I moved onto step two and my underwear and boxers went further down my legs, I once again was teased as I rolled a six. My shorts and boxers went up to my knees, not sure if this was supposed to happen, and for four minutes with video on this time, I had to rub my thighs and legs and occasionally brush lightly against my cock and balls. Also the notes said pretend like a girl was flirting with me…I’d like to meet that kind of girl who thinks this is flirting :P Yes a girl has done this to me before but it wasn’t flirting as she had already had my dick in her mouth and in her hands a little bit. This sensation was weird because I am a hairy man so as I was rubbing the hairs were causing friction against my hands giving my legs a tingling sensation. And the brushing against my privates occasionally really wanted me to touch. So four minutes was odd I had to be slow a couple of times as the tingling sensation was just odd.

But now I’m writing this report and desperately trying to stay hard while writing this, which isn’t easy, but now that this is over I can start on the next part of the dare.

OK the second part had a little bit of a mishap but of course we are going to get the part that is in almost any joi web tease or dare, edging. Edging is kind of difficult for me but I am able to do it. And of course I had to roll a 1, which was six edges that I had to do. This was also difficult for me because I had my boxers and shorts around my ankles and when I am edging/masturbating I usually like to spread my legs or put them in certain positions instead of kind of bound together. Also as edges go, I like to wait a little bit after each edge instead of doing them in quick succession I wait 30 seconds wait for me to cool down and then go back at it again. The mishap happened after my fifth edge because I had a little accident. I accidentally came, but not on purpose and not deliberately, but I honestly couldn’t help I took my hands off my dick and well the muscles just pushed it out as it dribbled out over my head. I took off all my clothes at that time as is the norm for me in my apartment, as stated before, and messaged Happy Me about what I should do.

I spent my time playing Professor Layton v. Phoenix Wright on my 3DS, and after a bit I got a message from Happy Me she said that since I ruined my orgasm, it should be fine and to just continue where I left off. So I quickly went to my bedroom, regathered my supplies and put my boxers and shorts around my ankles as I finished off my remaining edge. And I can tell you afterwards, I was so happy to be able to be completely naked. I had taken my shoes and socks off during my break.

Most of my friends know that I am kind of ashamed of my endowment as it’s much smaller than I want it to be but in some cases I guess it helps such as in the shenanigans part. I rolled a 1 and a 4. That means that this lasted for three minutes and I had to set a metronome to 150 bpm, and do a full stroke for each beat. Because I’m smaller than some, this was really easy and really manageable for me. Around the beginning of the second minute though I was getting that feeling that I may need to cum soon. However, because of the nature of the timer I was using since I can’t metronome and time at the same time on my phone, I didn’t want to stop. So I pressed through and managed to make it without cumming. I then did another edge, cooled down and went to writing this second part of my report.

This next part may be difficult as I’m typing this one-handed as my left hand is touching my penis right now. As I had to do more shenanigans I was lucky to roll a six which meant three minutes of more shenanigans and I also rolled a 2. Which was the same thing as before except the metronome was set at 170 and if I had to stop for cumming I had to ice my cock and balls once to cool down before starting where I left off…all my ice cubes are still intact. I didn’t really feel close to cumming this time but it did feel good to go a little faster, but I didn’t edge or go over.

The next report was a challenge. I had to edge and then try and stay hard for x amount of time while not touching my dick or balls but I was allowed to touch any other part of my body to try and stay hard. I thought I would be able to do this as I rolled a six and that was only 30 seconds any longer I probably would have failed after I edged I basically abused my nipples which are very sensitive in certain situations. I pulled on them, pinched them and just stimulated them and that did keep me hard for 30 seconds but not much longer but I didn’t have to go back.

Now we come to the last part and the question on nobody’s mind do I get to cum…yes. I do get to cum in about 56 minutes and I have to do standing up. As I rolled a four yet again which means I have to wait one hour before I cum and must do so standing up so I’ll just happily remain naked until I get to cum and I will report on that when I get there.

Actually, I waited much longer than an hour before I came, and I stayed naked for a fair amount of time. Although I did go to my parent’s house later in the day to get some things such as a fan, a larger tv, and a few more odds and ends, and because of where the larger tv is situated, I have to sit on the couch to get the best picture and the couch is…questionable, but that’s not important.

I didn’t mind waiting for more an hour as I really wasn’t DESPERATE to cum. You would think that would not be the case with all the edging and the ruined orgasm but yeah not the case. Also you would think that because the day before I promised someone, who will remain nameless but a few people know who it is, asked me to promise them that I wouldn’t play with myself until the end of the day or when they got home from work…whichever came first. I tried to cum before I went to my parent’s house with visual stimulation. The same porn video I watched when I was able to do during the dare, and while I was hard for quite a while and jerking off as fast as I could, after a few minutes I realized that this was futile and I was not going to cum, so I stopped. Also the standing made it difficult as nine times out of ten when I’m orgasming I’m either sitting or laying down.

Later that night I tried this again this time with the visual stimulation of words. I do have a few issues of Penthouse Letters and I decided to read some stories in those, one in particular made me hard. No I won’t tell you what it was about as that’s not important unless you really want to get to know me and that’s a bit complex in it’s own right. However….the story is what made me hard but not what pushed me over the edge. I started masturbating and jacking standing up and I was afraid I was going to have to have a repeat of last time as I didn’t feel anything coming out or even getting to the edge. However, what got me to the edge was one of my favorite fetishes to be used on myself, degradation. I started saying out loud things like “You’re a pathetic slut for doing this, just a useless whore.” and phrases of that nature. I didn’t use the word “bitch” though as that’s reserved for someone in particular. Now I do believe these statements, no. They’re just fun, playful banter. Are you allowed to call me these things if you want to get on my good side…no, unless you have specific permission from me. But anyway the degredation of myself definitely turned me on and while I didn’t cum a lot, and it was still difficult standing up while doing this I had finally reached the end of the joi dare that I wanted to attempt.
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It’s been about three years since I’ve moved into my apartment and in this time I have learned to call that “my home.” Granted it is a home of only one resident, but it took me a long time to call that my home rather than my parent’s house. I lived with my parents for most of my life and with them being vanilla and devout Christians exploring my sexual side has always been a bit difficult. My mom had an aversion to locked doors and my parents seemed to always have some menial chore for me to do that they didn’t want to and my dad had a nasty habit of disconnecting the Internet often. So what does this have to do with anything?

Well for the next two weeks I will be house sitting for my parents, getting the mail and mostly just taking care of the dog and cat who live here. And since I have the house to myself, I thought it would be a prime time to have some fun of a sexual nature. And it will be just like old times on the familiar confines of my parent’s house but without the hindrance of them. Now I could have posted an ad asking for dares but as a guy, I was likely not to get many results, especially a guy over 30. However, one person, who will remain anonymous unless she wishes to make herself known, said that if I asked her nicely she may construct a dare for me.

It took her about a month but boy did she deliver. She gave me more dares than I would ever get, and to come to think of it that I ever have gotten, from any thread. 11 to be precise as well as some rules to follow. Over the next two weeks, I hope to update daily on what tasks I complete and while they may not be THE most detailed reports I’ve written, I hope those who read enjoy.

First I should go over the basic framework. I have three main rules that I need to follow, in addition to the tasks I am given that I will try to complete. First rule is pretty standard for a set of rules, when I am home alone I am to be naked at all times. Exceptions include when I have to let the dog out, or if I’m not feeling well, dares/tasks construct otherwise etc. I am even naked as I am typing this, remember this detail.

Second rule involves my use of underwear. I am allowed to wear underwear whilst I’m not naked and in certain tasks. If I wear any women’s underwear I am to give myself 20 bare-bottom spankings with my hand. If I wear men’s underwear (mostly boxers), I am to give myself 30 bare-bottom spankings with an implement of my choice. I packed all my spanking implements with me too which include: wooden and plastic ruler, ping-pong paddle, hairbrush, slat of wood, telephone wire(for whipping), mini-flogger, and my crop. I could also use household objects such as a spatula or something. Spanking is one of my likes and my friend knows this. Almost every weekday I refuse to wear anything but boxers as underwear to work, so I’m looking at about 30 spankings, at least, every day. And I’ll probably use all my implements at least once. Oh and it does stack so if I were to wear boxers to work and then wear panties for some other task, I would get 50 spankings, 20 with my hand, 30 of my choice of implement.

My last rule involves what I’m doing now. I am to keep a journal of my progress in tasks. I was given the choice to post daily or as tasks go along but I’m going to try and post daily. However, I have to roll a D6 die to determine my attire for when I write. The rolls are as follows
1-Naked
2-Panties
3-Thong
4-Boxers or briefs
5-Bra and women’s underwear (really hoping I don’t roll a lot of these)
6-My choice

I told you to remember that I am naked while typing this, and yes I did roll and I got a one. Also when putting on underwear, the spanking rule does apply.

My main report today is not a lot. One of my tasks is to edge once in every room of my parent’s house and I thought I succeeded in the office today, until I realize I got to close to the edge and had a ruined orgasm.

The only other task I really got to today was over the next two weeks I am to wear women’s underwear a cumulative total of 24 hours. My parents left this afternoon and shortly after my friends came over and I ordered a pizza afterwards. So I wore panties underneath my regular clothes. Another one of my own goals is that I plan to wear every pair of women’s underwear I own at least once over these two weeks. Today I wore some white bikini panties with purple trim. Designs on the panties include orange smiley faces, the words Joe Boxer in pale green letters (obviously you know which brand) and probably the most feminine part, purple hearts. I wore these for a total of four hours and 40 minutes.

Sadly that’s pretty much all I got to do today. I did have an interesting experience though as I was naked from the waist down earlier today, as I was waiting an hour after my parents left before I stripped. I did eventually get naked and all my pants that I had were just getting out of the washer just as my friend called and told me he was coming over and another friend of mine was on the way. I started to panic just a little bit as I had no pants and I didn’t want to see naked from the waist down or even more mortifying in panties which I was hoping to wear when they were here. Luckily, I didn’t have to wait for my load in the dryer as I did manage to find another pair of jeans.

Yeah I know not a very exciting report and I hope to make them more entertaining in the future. Tasks that my friend has given me will be posted as I complete them. But tomorrow is Sunday no obligations, I hope to knock some out.
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