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Remembrance Day Remembrance Day was a day to remember, alright. I met a guy online, on a different site. We exchanged emails since Sept., but finally Friday I arranged to meet him as I had a day off work. Remembrance day. Yes, I will remember Remembrance Day 2023. I got to his condo around 2:30. I did not expect what I saw - he was in a wheelchair. That wasnt a turn off, just a surprise, as he never mentioned it. He explained that it was years since he had seen a naked man in person. "Im not naked yet" "There's time", he replied. He then said "Youre pushing 60 huh?" I felt a bit deflated...."Yeah", I replied. "You sure dont look it". With that I felt a lot better. "You know the front man from Nazareth died a few years ago, huh?" Of course I did - I loved Nazareth. He pulled out a CD..."Hair of the Dog" "I want you to dance to this" "Good Choice", I thought. "Did you bring some toys?" I spilled my bag of little whips and flails and a ball parachute and a few other things that never did end up getting used. "Put this on" he said as he handed me the ball-parachute. He sat back in his wheelchair stroking my flail while I installed the Parachute to my ballsack. The CD started playing, the first sounds were the cowbells at the start of "Hair of the Dog". Excellent cockdancing music. ."Dance!!" he ordered, as he smacked the flail into his palm.... I started out rocking naked to "Hair of the Dog" as he sat back and stroked himself. Then he wheeled his chair closer to me and began swatting at me with the flail as I danced, connecting several really nice stinging slaps right to my cock, which was thrust straight out. He kept whip ping me through the rest of the tune, stopping at "Beggars Day" to switch to a strap. He continued to cock-spank me as I danced. I continued to dance, my cock still hard and by now quite bruised. Throughout the entire album I danced and was cock-whipped by this large naked wheelchair-bound man. The last song was "Please don't Judas Me". When that song started he wheeled over close, put his arms around me, grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled me in so that he could swallow my bruised and battered cock. All through the song he sucked me. By the end of the tune I blew my wad down his throat. He then tidied up a bit, invited me to shower, while he watched, and then I left. What an interesting first date. I will call him. We'll do this - or whatever else he wants to do. |
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