Mystery Man From FetLife Opens Up

 My Playroom—August, 2026

 

I was hearing from a number of tentative men after I re-joined FetLife.  Many talked to me online for a number of days before disappearing into the ether.  They told me of their fantasies and graphically told me what I should do to them.  I could quickly tell which men were merely daydreaming at the keyboard—which was most of them. 

But not all.  A single gentleman, just a few years younger than myself, took a more measured approach.  He told me he was bisexual and had a girlfriend.  He hoped I could help him explore his need for things in his ass.  He was not on PrEP, so condoms would be needed.  He loved the pictures of the playroom on my profile—especially the rack filled with toys.

He struck me as someone who would likely follow through.  Perhaps with the exception that he would not tell me his first name.  But his desire for anal sex overrode his shyness and he made it to the house one afternoon, early in the month…

 

The Mystery Man is standing in the doorway of the playroom.  His mouth is open.  “It’s like a wonderland,” he murmurs before starting to strip.  He is in his early 60’s, in decent shape, with only a little extra weight.  He is good looking with hair going gray in all the right places. 

I go through the things we’d talked about once more:

I would not restrain him until he was comfortable with me.

Latex would be worn for all fucking, but not for oral sex.

I would never blindfold him on this first meet.

That we’d use the traffic light system for a safe word:  Red—stop, Yellow—slow down, Green—go for it.

Once he’s naked, but for a brand-new very white jock, he sits on the bed.  His eyes are on the ankle restraints hanging on the sling. 

“You want to wear these, don’t you?”

He nods.   “Let’s get them on you—I won’t use them, just wear them.”

“Yes, Sir.  Please.” 

I fasten the wrist and ankle restraints on him.  He shivers.

I take my cock out of the pouch and stroke it to hardness.  I move closer to him.  “Suck my dick…”

He ovals and tries.  He’s all teeth and I pull out before there is damage.  Instead, I get him on all fours on the padded fuck bench, still in its flat position.  As I kneel, I realize that I hadn’t cleared rimming with him.  Well, it’s oral…and my tongue finds his hole.  His groan is explosive.  And it doesn’t stop as I explore his ass.  I am using regular lube today, as coconut oil and latex don’t mix.  I grease myself up.  It feels like I’m back in the 1990’s again as I roll on the condom with my tongue never leaving his hole.  I stand up.  I make sure he’s looking in the mirror and can see that the latex is on.  I push into him.

His hole opens more easily than I expect.  I’m pleased I don’t have to fight my way into his butt.  I hold for a moment and begin a slow fuck.  He responds vocally.  As I keep up the in and out, his hole begins to squeeze.  I speed up.  He gasps again.  I slap his left cheek and fuck him hard.  I slow and pull out.  No ATM today.  I grease up again and fuck him once more.

We move to the sling.  I finger his hole a little as I talk about the speculum.  He is eager to try it.  I slide it in and begin the slow crank open.  He takes it, moaning out his pleasure.  I suit up again and fuck him with the speculum in place.  His eyes are on the mirror, as he tells me he can’t believe I’m doing it.

His eyes move to the toy shelf.  We go through a number of them.  He loves the curve and bumps of the Seahorse—and is able to manage half of the toy.  The clear dildo with the black handle is the perfect toy for where his ass is right now.  He takes it all—and we return to this toy regularly.  Then the Spades.  He loves the stretch.  He asks for a pic.

Mystery Man had fondled the chain hanging on the television stand as he was stripping.  Now I grab it.  “Do you want to try?”

He nods, his eyes shining.  I grease it up.  He moans as each link goes into him.  I give him all but the last three links.  His moans increase in volume as I slowly pull it out, link by link.  I do it again.  This time I take pictures for him.

Once it’s out of him, I suit up and fuck him again.  I really want his ass rolled back a little for a different angle.  I take the stirrup off the chain and slide it down to his knee.  I snap it to the D-ring of the sling by his head, pulling his leg back.  I do the same with the other leg.  His ass is rolled back.  I slide in and fuck him with the new angle.

“I love this,” he grunts out as I plow into him.

When I’ve had enough, I pull out, unsnap the stirrups and help him out of the sling.  I get him on his back on the fuck table with his legs in the air.  I snap the spreader bar to his ankle restraints, telling him first just what I will do.  I have him hold the bar.  He does.  Willingly.  I have him hold his legs in place as I eat his ass once again.  I suit up and push the spreader bar to his chest, rolling his ass up.  I slide in and fuck him in a similar position to what we’d just done in the sling.  He loves this—and says so.

I let his legs relax and remove the bar.

“I am fine if you want to restrain me more…”

We move to the sling.  I drop it, so it’s hanging just by the front two rings.  I fasten him to the middle of the top frame, his back arched and his ass jutting.   I rim him as I add a fresh condom on my cock.  He loves how helpless he feels as I begin a fresh anal assault.  I fuck him hard and fast.

I undo him.  I have him standing straight up.  His arms are clipped to the side poles, slightly above his head.

“You should add the blindfold, Sir.  If you want, that is…”

I do want him blindfolded.  I get it on him.  I kneel and pull his cheeks apart and eat his ass.  I open a new condom packet noisily so he can hear it.  I roll it on and fuck him.  It’s an awkward angle, so it’s a short fuck.  I pull out and eat his ass again.

I move to the front and play with his nipples.  He groans.  My hand brushes the pouch of his jock.  He is erect.  I kneel, though he can’t tell what I’m doing.  I pull his cock free and suck it.  He gasps.  The smallest butt plug is an easy reach.  I work it into his hole while my mouth is on his balls.  I pull off him to give it the final push into him.

“Don’t stop.  Please.”

I engulf his dick.  In moments, he is shooting spurt after spurt of cum down my throat…

 

*

After he showered, he finally gave me an email address so I could send him the pictures…