Hello there! My name is Jordan and I'm a college wrestler. I always wanted to try something different for Halloween this year so I decided to wear angel wings. It was quite a sexy costume if I do say so myself, but it wasn't the only thing that made me stand out.
I had a big dick in my hand and a gold chain necklace around my muscular neck. My chest was covered in tattoos in cursive writing, which added to my bad boy image. And let's not forget about my sexy grin that seemed to draw all the attention towards me.
I was in an underground BDSM dungeon, blindfolded and chained up. It was dark, but I could feel the warmth emanating from the leather-covered walls around me. The air smelled of sex and sweat, and I couldn't help but get turned on by it all.
I had hairy armpits and a low-hanging ballsack that jiggled with every move I made. My wrists were chained to the ceiling above my head, leaving me completely at the mercy of whoever walked through those doors.
And then he came in - an older man looking for some fun. He was tall and muscular himself, wearing black leather from head to toe. In his hand was a whip, while around his neck hung a gag. The look on his face told me he was ready for anything, and I couldn't wait to show him what I had in store.
As soon as he walked in, he took one look at me and smiled. "You look perfect," he said, before ordering me to strip down. He didn't seem to mind the hair on my body or the fact that I was blindfolded - all he cared about was the pleasure we were both going to get out of this night.
And so, we began. He whipped me, gagged me, and fucked me until I couldn't take anymore. It was one of the best experiences of my life, and I knew right then and there that I had found my calling.