Elevator ride to remember MM/M

[JackMurray]

I almost got to do part of this, assuming my potential Dom would have gone along with it, and the hotel actually was hosting a meetup. If only...

I was on a business trip, and had time to myself at night, which meant that it was a chance to line up some bondage themed fun! I met a fellow online who was interested in a little play of some sort, but when I sheepishly asked if he'd be interested in tying me up, he suddenly became very enthusiastic! As we talked a little more, I realized that he might very well be absolutely perfect for a little fantasy that I never thought could happen.

Let's be honest, if you're a guy who has any level of Sub fantasies, you're probably turned on by the idea of someone overpowering you into bondage. I'm a big, powerfully built guy who clearly looks like the ex-football player I am. It's just not feasible that the "overpowering" fantasy is realistic, but this guy was NFL lineman type big and was also pretty well built *and* significantly bigger than me.

He could only meet later at night, so I told him that I'd have to meet him in the lobby just to use my room key to head up the elevator. I admittedly pretty well live in gym clothes anyway when I'm not at work, so I was just wearing workout wear that I thought might be pretty darn easy to strip off for me later -- with the downside being that my gym shorts wouldn't hide an erection in public very well.

I did my best to stay busy until it was time for him to come over, and helped that along with a strong drink or two earlier in the evening at the hotel bar. I'd arranged my hotel as well as possible for him with several lengths of a nicely soft white clothesline and some old ties laid out for him. When the text finally came that he was downstairs, I took a second to try to calm down, and headed down.

Leading up to this, I'd shared plenty of things that turned me on or I fantasized about, and he seemed to be plenty enthusiastic about enough of it to feel like we were going to fit (as well as the boring, hey, here are my limits kind of talk). All the same though, we didn't have any set script and I just asked that he take charge when he wanted to. Not sure how other folks feel about this, but I think it's exciting as hell not knowing what a Dom might do or how he'd go about putting you into bondage at the start. I was alternating between nerves and excitement as I walked out of the elevator to the lobby to meet him.

I was immediately impressed with his size, and maybe a little intimidated, but he was friendly and charming enough to make me comfortable. It was a small, kind of boutique hotel I'd ended up at this time, so it wasn't very crowded. Just coincidentally, it was also hosting a drag queen meet up that night, and the folks in the lobby and coming and going were pretty interesting to say the least.

When we got into the elevator I pulled out my key card and activated the elevator and punched the floor for my room. For whatever reason, I found the controls a little hard to use, so I had to focus for a bit. We chatted a little bit about nothing in particular as the elevator slowly went up to my floor. It was one of those elevators where there are doors on two sides, and I always forgot that it opened at the back when it arrived at my floor. He noticed before me, and apparently also noticed that the floor was deserted, or didn't care, because when I remembered to turn around he suddenly reached around me with a giant hand and gagged me from behind. As he pulled into him, his other hand reached around and felt up my very quickly erect cock all while I'm goggle eyed hoping nobody was coming down the hall right then!

I had after all told him to "take charge" when he wanted, I'd also told him about my fantasies of being "overpowered", and even maybe foolishly, how it was an unbelievably hot fantasy to be almost discovered tied up in public! The elevator doors closed on us, and I hoped that nobody would come anytime soon, while quite honestly enjoying the whole sensation as he told me that I'd just be discovered if I made too much noise as he removed his hand from my mouth. I tried to catch my breathe as he pulled my arms behind my back. Before I knew it, he had my arms pinned with one of his own, while his other hand slowly -- agonizingly slowly -- reached around my waist and into the pockets of my very thin fabric gym shorts. Just before he would have gloriously made contact with my cock, he found the wadded up clothesline I'd stuffed in my pocket for maybe this eventuality!

He told me he approved, and without giving me the slightest chance to wiggle out of his grip even if I had wanted to, he was able to wind that clothes line very effectively around my wrists, crossed over somehow, and tied several knots. I was very obviously not getting out on my own. He didn't give me much respite as he spun me around to face him, used one hand to gag me and push me against the elevator wall, while this time pulling down my shorts enough to get at my now very erect cock. He quickly had me almost moaning when the elevator finally started moving!. He game me a couple more strokes, then pulled my shorts up and turned around just in time for the door to open.

I did my best to try to hide a little behind him as the door opened. As I previously mentioned, the little hotel was hosting some kind of drag queen meet up, and we apparently ran into a group of 4 or 5 coming back from their event. They were talking very loudly and very clearly having a good time, and I tried to shrink in the corner even more, but of course my new Dom got their attention with a big "hi" as he stepped away from me. There was no way to hide that I was both sporting a big erection in my gym shorts (I'd cheated with some tadalafil before hand, and I'm not ashamed:)) with my hands behind my back and massively blushing.

"Looks like you're going to have some fun too!" said one of the party goers, a 6 foot plus, statuesque man in a sparkly turquoise full body gown (he was memorable and absolutely had to be in this story). "What are you up to, and do you need more company?" she said with a very large smile. My Dom just smiled and told them maybe, and then gave them my room number!

"Well in that case honey, I think you need this more than I will tonight!" as he pulled a ball gag of all things out of his purse. And it wasn't just a simple one like you see in sex shops, it had a couple extra straps. The party punched the buttons for all the floors, and we rode around while they helped my Dom strap in that ball gag! Along the way they also pulled my shorts down and some of them took turns giving me a few gropes with one of them dragging their nails under my scrotum. By the time they finally let the elevator get to my floor, I was sporting a several lipstick marks from some of them.

My Dom grabbed the waist band of my shorts and used that to lead me to my room while the party catcalled at us -- all while I hoped that nobody else came out into the hall to hear what the noise was all about! It was honestly a relief when he took my key card out of my pocket and led me into my room as the door closed behind us.

As it turned out, I never saw the party goers again, but that was only because my Dom kept me blindfolded the whole time! He certainly had his fun, and after the room finally cleared out later and he untied me and we said our goodbyes, it actually took a bit in the shower to wash off the lipstick rings at the base of my penis and wash off their perfume.

Not something I'd ever planned on doing, but what a night!

[Bradstick]

What a fun story! I loved the inclusion of the 3rd party just whipping out a ball gag! Keep up the good work!

[TightropesEU]

Nice story, love the public element