You enter the bar and sit across from my partner and I. We converse and vet each other out. You gain a sense of comfort from our interaction, understanding we are all working professionals, appreciate discretion, and here to have a good time. You are excited for what comes next as you are invited up to our apartment. You understand that you will be out of control and your cock will be in our hands, literally.

We walk down the hall to our apartment. You stand the tallest at 6' while I am 5' 10". The moment you enter the apartment, you are directed to lean your tall frame down so I may place the blind fold around your face. You feel your body directed to sit down on an ottoman as your shoes and socks are first stripped away before you're lead deeper into the apartment. Your bare feet send cold rushes of anticipation as they step on the wooden flooring, reaching the living room rug where you are placed in a chair.

Your hands are cuffed together behind the chair backing. You've relinquished your sight. You've given up your ability to move. You are helpless to what comes next. You've never been in this type of situation before, let alone having two Asian men caress your body til their desires are met. You feel like a boy toy, ready to be played with. Your cock is stiff inside your jeans as you shift uncomfortably, unable to stroke yourself. Don't worry, we will attend to it, just be a good boy and accept your predicament. You allowed yourself to be here, now accept your fate.

You feel hands feel up your body through your thin collared shirt while another pair begin slowly unbuttoning it, revealing your hairy chest. The chest picture you showed me does not give you justice at how masculine and sexy you are in person. You are a fit man who does not take shit from anyone, yet you desperately desire to be put in your place and knocked down a peg or two. Your head spins as you wonder what the world would think of you now, but that is the fun part, the world would never know you allowed yourself to succumb to being property.

Your shirt falls open, revealing your broad shoulders. The countless hours you've spent at the gym and being an athlete are evident as you biceps ripple and flex as your body twitches from our touch. You are allowed to just sit there and take all of this. Unable to give back, unable to see what comes next, all you can do is accept what happens.

Your belt is stripped away with such velocity, you almost anticipate it coming back to slap you on your chest, you feel you could take the hit because of how strong and muscular your chest it. It isn't like you could stop it from happening either. That thought makes you shiver. You're not used to being so...vulnerable. But your cock loves it. You need more of it. You want to give us all the control over your body.

You feel a tuck at your jeans button as it becomes undone. You hear your zipper slide down revealing your pre-cum soaked your boxer briefs. You bite your lip to mute your moan trying to escape as you feel hands twist your nipples and hands reach inside your underwear to feel your hard member. Your body is overwhelmed with sensation and it's never felt more pleasurable. What feels to be a warm mouth begins to pleasure your cock, your balls, you squirm helplessly as the sensations are so great, then the tongue is gone and replaced with subtle jerks and finger trip strokes against your cock. You feel yourself being taken to the edge of climax only to be brought back down to reality of your vulnerable blind state, you lack control, and the inability to cum without stimulation. We control that stimulation. You want to cum, yet you want this session to last. Your mind has succumb to the submissive feeling to being tied up, bound, and perhaps you'll need a gag next with all those moans coming out of your mouth as your cock is vigorously jerked. You are given permission to cum now.

You erupt all over your hairy chest. Your toes curl. You let out moan, only to turn it into a grunt, then muffled breathes, trying to compose yourself. You are released, given your sight back. You rinse off. You contemplate what else can be done after such a simple set up. You become curious about what happens when two men have access to your hole. You request to return, to be useful to us once again.