We'd talked for a while on Grindr: work and life in general, preventing going any further, but some of the chats had been horny. Pics of gear, dicks and bodies had been exchanged, but not faces. We both decided it would be fun to go ahead without knowing what the other looked like.

Paul lived about an hour away, pretty much motorway from door to door, so when we finally agreed that we'd meet and set the date; getting to him was easy as it could be. Pulling into his road and parking up however gave me full-on wobbles and I sat for a while wondering if I was doing the right thing!

We'd talked about limits and what we'd like to explore together, but now I was sitting yards from his door. I didn't really know if I could go through with this and leave myself to submit completely. A couple walked past as I sat and took quite an interest in me, a guy sat in his car looking more than a bit shifty, bound to attract attention It gave me the spur to open the door, get out and walk towards Paul's house. As I got close, I could see the red string tied to the door handle, which told me I was good to go in and all was ready.

This was it. I had to go on now or attract more attention if I wavered about! I opened the door and stepped into the lion's den.

The hall was a good size, stairs heading off and some closed doors on either side of me and beside the stairs. I locked the front door behind me and let out a breath. There, next to the door on a table, was a leather hood that had just a mouth hole and small holes to breathe through, and a ring gag. No turning back now, I stripped naked and fastened the gag into place. I'd never tried one before, and it was something we'd both thought might be horny if I had no choice but take whatever Paul decided to put in my mouth. With the gag secure and in place, I pulled the hood on and could see no more! The hood strapped round the back of my head to hold firmly in place, so certainly no chance of slippage. Once hooded, I rapped twice on the door behind me.

I heard a door open and footsteps approach. I felt the touch of Paul's body next to me. Hands touched me and made me move away from the door. I could sense that Paul was circling me, getting a good look at the body he was going to abuse for the next few hours. A hand on my shoulder, squeeze, then run down over my chest to my groin, kneading my cock and balls, moving round and feeling my arse, reaching between my legs to my already lubed hole and sliding the tip of a finger in then straight out, moving up my back. Suddenly, a sharp slap to my left buttock followed by another to my right. A moan escaped, but I tried not to flinch.

"Hold up your right arm." Straight order. I raised my arm and felt a restraint being fastened around my wrist. "Now your left." I lowered my right arm and raised my left. Almost immediately, a slap to each buttock. "I didn't tell you to lower your other arm!" I raised it again. A restraint was fastened around my left wrist. I could sense that Paul was kneeling and then could feel restraints being fastened around my ankles. Briefly, Paul took my cock in his mouth and sucked hard. I could only groan as I felt the warmth engulf my cock before it was gone again.

I could feel straps being placed over my shoulders and realised I was being fitted with a chest harness, the buckles expertly and quickly being fastened up. I knew from our Grindr chats what was soon to come, the first test of how far I was willing to go and nearly started to try and get the hood off in panic. Deep breaths and calmed down, I could feel that I was shaking somewhat.

"Put your hands behind your back." I did as asked and could feel Paul fastening the wrist restraints to the chest harness so I was completely at his mercy.

"On your knees boy," easier said than done without the aid of hands to balance but I got down. Hands grasped the back of my head and my face was ground into Paul's groin, I could smell him and feel his flesh through the mouth hole in the hood, he ground himself into me, before, in a quick movement he'd backed off and then pushed his cock into my mouth, holding my head tight into his crotch. he was semi hard and I could just manage to hold him in my mouth without gagging, but it was close. Of course, with the ring gag, I had no choice anyway and could feel the drool already starting to coat the inside of the mask. His cock twitched. I knew what was coming.

The hot stream of piss hit the back of my throat and my mouth, already full of cock, was about to overflow. This was it—could I be so sub to Paul that I'd swallow his piss? I gulped, and the first load went down. More was coming already, though, and my mouth was nearly full again. I gulped again, and again.

I was now fully committed. I'd be Paul's sub for the rest of the day, and he knew that he could abuse me freely. I doubted this would be the last time he emptied his bladder into me today. I swallowed and kept at it, the stream felt like it went for hours but really could only have been a minute or less. A couple of last spurts and he was done. He slowly fucked my mouth with his hardening cock as I cleaned it of all his piss and swallowed the last drops. Despite my best efforts, some piss had leaked and was over the inside of the mask and had run down my front. I could feel as it cooled, trickling towards my groin. My cock was rock hard and almost hurt, I'd not realised that being this submissive could be a turn-on!

Paul pulled his cock out and took hold of the harness. "Stand." With Paul's help, I stood. "I'm going to lead you upstairs now for the rest of your abuse, boy, understand?" I nodded, and Paul fastened a collar and leash around my neck and led me towards the stairs.

I was about to begin a session with someone I'd never even seen! My cock was so hard at the thought it was beginning to hurt as we climbed into the future.