@AndyGenovese
Yeah, it's a true story ... I had some rather wild nights in the local gay bars after a bad breakup, hit the leather scene hard ... beating up the local twinks was very therapeutic. All consensual of course.
For more context, it was Alice in Leather Land night ... and I was dressed as the mock turtle, fine green suit with pinstripes and a horse head mask, twin floggers hanging from my thick leather belt. I had just moved back to my home town after being away for 2 years; out of the swamps chasing crazy bad pussy and back to the city. The bar was a really old wooden building that had a winding stair case leading up to a hidden second floor, sort of like an old speak easy, but along with a bar ... this second floor was where all of the BDSM equipment was kept. Lots of kinky shit going on up there. Subs chained to the walls. Spider webs made out of chains. Hooks hanging from the support beams. A giant wooden throne on a platform. A small stage. Lots of St Andrew crosses. A wrestling ring. Saw horses. Cages. Rock music. TV's behind the bar, always displaying slide shows of clean muscular men wearing erotic lingerie.
Anyways, I was sitting at the bar drinking cheap whiskey when this group of 4 twinks started hanging all over me, telling me about how their friend was new to the bar, untouched in the scene, and was looking for an seasoned dom to give him his first bondage and flogging experience .... offering me a good time if I broke him in. They were all begging for it, one was even massaging my shoulders, another nuzzling his face against my chest looking up at me with pleading eyes, though the new guy looked a bit nervous and giddy at the same time.
Are you getting all of this for your porno?
The new guy was tan, broad shoulders, and shirtless ... all oiled up, with tight jeans, dark handsome hair ... with these cute nerdy glasses.