It was strange when I was in Italy, that often the German word would come into my head before the Italian and perhaps that led me to recall my trip to Austria eight years earlier. I had planned to be in Austria for three nights and looked on the Internet for any interesting men that I might be able to meet. I discovered Heinrich who lived in Baden just to the south of Vienna where I had planned to stay. On his profile Heinrich indicated that he enjoyed showing visitors the special beauty of his town. This was precisely the kind of connection that spoke to me so I sent him an introductory email. The next day I had a very pleasant response from Heinrich who declared that he would be pleased to meet me and that I could stay with him for a couple of days if I liked.
Through the next couple of emails, I learned that Heinrich was a man in his early 60’s who was now retired from his life as an engineer. He still did some writing but missed the collegial life of his work, so he enjoyed creating a new social life with visitors. He declared that Baden was a wonderfully relaxed town and he would ensure that I had a good time during my visit. He seemed quite affable and had a good command of English. I made a plan to stay just one night in Vienna and then Heinrich would meet me at the train station in Baden the next day. His sincerity gave me the confidence to stay overnight with a stranger.
My trip to Austria was my first time in a German speaking country. I had studied German intensely in college and obtained a good speaking level, but thirty five years later much had been forgotten. I wondered how much would return to my aged brain?
I was struck by the beauty and elegance of Vienna but was most astonished by the Schonbrunn palace with its 1441 rooms. Fortunately, the tour only takes you through forty of the rooms or I might have had to ask for a room to spend the night! The palace and the gardens rivaled Versailles and were intended to be a competition. I also thoroughly enjoyed the best coffee I ever had anywhere in the world along with a fine piece of apple strudel at an elegant café.
The next day I took the short train ride through the Austrian countryside where the trees were just starting to show some of their Fall color. The landscape was flatter than I had anticipated and farmland took over soon after leaving the outskirts of Vienna. I knew that Baden was famous in Roman times for its sulfur spas but didn’t know anything of the modern city. I was confident that Heinrich already had a plan in mind. Austrians, like Germans, were very organized. It reminded me how arbitrary some of the European borders were.
I was happy to see Heinrich waiting for me as I disembarked from the train with my luggage. He had a huge welcoming smile and held out his arms to greet me with a bear hug. He was indeed a bear of a man at almost two meters and one hundred ten kilos. He had a big head with lots of light brown wavy hair that seemed to take on highlights from the sun. I knew that he was a hairy man, but his face was smoothly shaven. He would be a very entertaining masculine man to be with for a couple of nights.
He lived only a short distance from the station in a two bedroom flat in town. We casually strolled the way with Heinrich carrying my suitcase while I kept the backpack. It felt like I was in a small town where everything would be in a reasonable walking distance. I loved exploring towns by just walking. Ten minutes later we were climbing the stone steps to the second level of the building where Heinrich lived alone.
I was happy to see as we entered his space that the ceilings were high to accommodate his height. The luggage was placed in the bedroom and Heinrich was eager to feed me a late lunch. I was happy to accept especially when I saw that it would include a crusty bread, cold cuts and beer. There were multiple types of mustards and pickles to augment our meal. He was a thoughtful host and had made a very positive first impression.
We sat at a wooden table and chairs which had a red checked table cloth, not unlike being in a restaurant. The Steigl beer was a pale ale with a refreshing aftertaste and the meats had the typical great flavor that one expects from European cured meats. My happiness was being nurtured at all levels and I comfortably relaxed into my new environs.
I learned that Heinrich had been married, but divorced five years earlier. He was on friendly terms with his ex-wife who lived in Baden as well. He had a daughter who was married and lived in town. She had a boy and a girl who were eight and six. No one knew that he enjoyed sex with men and he had told them that a friend he had met on a cruise the year before was joining him for a couple of days. In a town this size, we might run into them and he wanted a story prepared. I comfortably accepted my role.
When we finished our meal, he cleared the dishes and suggested we take a stroll around the town. Heinrich especially wanted me to see the gardens which were one of the main attractions of the town. He had another location in mind as well, but didn’t provide any advance warning. The gardens were very sculpted and made for a pleasant relaxing walk. Not far from one of the gardens was the famous Romerterme spa which dated back to the ancient Romans. We wouldn’t be joining the upper crust who visited there regularly.
Heinrich had decided that a good way to spend the later part of the afternoon was at a Wine Hut. This was also along our walking path but down a narrow stone street. At the end of the street was a two story stone and wood building with a hanging wooden sign which declared it to be the Wine Hut. The hours were listed on the door and we were there at the correct time, but the door was locked. Heinrich wasn’t concerned in the least. We turned around and walked back about fifty meters where he used his booming voice to call out for Margarite. A second story window opened up and the curtain billowed out into the open. Margarite, an attractive forty something brunette, came into view saying, “I’ll be right with you Heinrich.” Her jovial smile easily carried down to our street level position. I wondered how much she knew him since she easily called him by name. Was this a friendly business relationship or was there something more?
A few minutes later she popped out the wooden front door and displayed a most convivial face to both of us. She didn’t interact physically with either of us and that led me to suspect her relationship with Heinrich was just friendly business. She escorted us back to the Wine Hut, unlocked the heavy wooden door and led us to the lower level wine cellar with its smells of oak and cherry. We browsed the displays of wine and Heinrich chose two that he wanted us to sample. I was surprised that both of the wines he selected were reds. I was of the mistaken opinion that Austria made mostly white wines. Travel was certainly increasing my knowledge base. I wasn’t surprised when Heinrich explained how our friendship began on a cruise and that it was my first time in Austria. “Super,” came back the response from Margarite along with another very cheery smile. She declared that she was pleased to have an American in her place. All of the conversation between Heinrich and Margarite was in German but I was beginning to sense my vocabulary returning. I was confident enough to speak short sentences that I knew were correct.
Margarite joined us in sampling the two wines which were quite different from each other. The first was a heavy, heady wine with no sweetness but still background flavors of blackberry and plum. The second wine was lighter with high fruit notes and a bit of sweetness. I was happy when Heinrich decided to buy two bottles of the first wine. In her generous way, Margarite gave each of us another sample of the first wine. I was finding myself attracted to this energetic woman, but I could see she was wearing a wedding ring. I wondered if Heinrich had ever been naked with her. She might well have been attracted to this bear of a man.
We climbed the stairs to the outdoors as a more joyful group than when we had descended. Margarite relocked the heavy Wine Hut door and we escorted her home. Heinrich and I made our way back to his space as the sun was setting and the street lights were beginning to glow in the cool evening air. I couldn’t say when his mind turned to sex, but he expressed his interest as we were climbing the stairs. He had directed me to go first. “I like the way that you look from his position,” he quietly declared while we were still on the stairs. I stopped at the top of the stairs for him to catch up. He pressed his body against mine and I felt his warm breath on the back of my neck. “Perhaps getting naked would be good,” he suggested. I turned and looked at his hopeful face and said, “Yes. Let’s do that.” I was even willing to accept that I might have been an alternative to him wanting to be with Margarite.
Heinrich unlocked the door and held it open for me to enter. He closed the door and I heard the latch get secured. He put the wine away while I waited in the living room for his direction. I undid the buttons on my button-down shirt partially exposing my smooth chest. When Heinrich came into the room and noted my clothing adjustment, he smiled broadly and came to me. He gently parted the shirt to fully expose my chest and bent his head to take in a nipple. He sucked gently before starting to nibble with his teeth. He increased the pressure on my nipple to gauge my level of pain tolerance. When the pain was more than I wanted, I gently moved his head to the other nipple where he more quickly moved to biting. I ran my fingers through his thick head of wavy hair enjoying the texture of this manly element.
I brought his head up from my nipple and kissed him gently on the lips. He pressed his body firmly against me and the stiffness in his pants was unmistakable. I reached down and rubbed the thick shaft through his pants. He was quickly achieving a full erection and I smiled with anticipation. I tried to undo his belt, but was having difficulty so I dropped to my knees for a visual which made the task much easier. I slowly unzipped the pants and pressed my face against his crotch. As the pants moved to the floor my face came in contact with his checked red cotton boxers.
The thick cock was pressing for release and I slowly pulled his boxers to the floor allowing his hefty dick to be right in my face. I licked the head of his uncut shaft and cupped the furry balls for support. I didn’t pull back the foreskin but opened my mouth wide to take in the head of his dick. As Heinrich felt the warmth of my mouth he said, “Ach, that feels good.” He rubbed my hair sensually just as I had done to him. I was stimulated by his strength and masculinity. I moved my mouth further along the shaft and felt him get firmer. I could see some white mixed in with the dark pubic hair, demonstrating his age.
I took a deep breath and took the full length of his cock into my mouth where I felt my throat fill with the thickness of the long member. I enjoyed the feeling of fullness and pulled back to take in another deep breath before slowly plunging in the full distance. I rolled my tongue around his hard cock as well as I could to stimulate the underside. He took my head in both of his thick hands and began to move his dick back and forth. Heinrich knew that I was spending the night with him so he took his time and face fucked me slowly, enjoying the warmth and wetness of my body. I gave myself over to him and became receptive to his manly desires.
He began to pump my face with more speed and intensity and I felt his hard cock smacking against the back of my throat which was stimulating both of us. He stopped abruptly and said softly, “Come to bed and I will make love to you.” I was excited by these words from a tall man with a big dick. Here I was in Austria with a very manly hunk who wanted me to be naked in his bed. How could I refuse? Why would I refuse?
The bedroom was dark and Heinrich didn’t put on a light but my eyes quickly adjusted to the limited light in the room. There was a very large bed that was slightly higher than normal, likely adjusted for his height. I removed all of my clothes which took longer than for him to just remove his shirt. I climbed up onto the bed to find a sexy hairy man with a full erection smiling my way. “Come to me,” he encouraged and I placed my smooth naked body against his hairy thick frame. I enjoyed feeling his hard cock pressing against my abdomen. Our lips met sweetly and I said, “Happy to see you like this.” “And I am happy to feel you like this,” he returned while reaching around to squeeze both of my ass cheeks firmly with those strong hands. We both laughed carefreely.
He quickly rolled me over onto my back and lay his weight on top of me with his hard cock tucked between my legs. I enjoyed feeling the weight of this hefty man on top of me. Heinrich kissed my neck sweetly before growling as he took a bite. He moved lower and kissed my chest in many places before settling in on my left nipple where he sucked with passion but didn’t use his teeth. He moved to the right nipple and took a firm bite while making that same growling sound. He kissed my soft belly while my hard dick pressed against his hairy chest. He moved down to my cock and kissed it all over along with my smooth balls before taking the tip of my shaft into his very warm mouth. “God, that feels great,” I encouraged him as he took more of me into his mouth. He worked up and down on my cock taking the full length and I was aroused when hitting the back of his throat. He licked my balls and stroked my dick, arousing the full area.
“Roll over,” he commanded and I complied. He lay the full weight of his weighty body on top of mine and kissed me on the back of the neck and behind the ears, before taking a nibble on my right ear lobe. His hard cock was pushed between my legs and I arched my back slightly so that his shaft would be pressing against my sensitive balls. He thrust his dick back and forth between my legs which I held together to stimulate him. I felt his hot breath on the back of my neck and I wanted to feel that massive shaft slip inside.
He slid down and kissed my smooth ass cheeks rubbing his face into my crack while emitting more growling sounds. I felt his saliva trickling down to my opening and then a thick finger pressed against that special spot. He rubbed my opening with circular moves before pushing down and sliding in one of those thick fingers. There was such strength and confidence in his finger that I was very aroused. He loosened me fully and relaxed the area with his saliva and finger.
Heinrich moved to a kneeling position and straddled my legs with his hard cock pressed up against my opening. The shaft was slender at the tip and got much thicker at the base. A perfect cock for painless beginnings. He slid the head of his dick inside and I exhaled heavily to make space for him to fill all of me. He pushed in further and I could feel the thickness increasing. He was gentle in entering me so that I would only feel pleasure from the entry process.
He pressed on my back with one of his strong hands and pushed his cock fully inside, stretching my opening to its fullest to receive all of him. I wanted to feel the energy of this man penetrate me and find satisfaction within. He began with slow deliberate thrusts just as he had done with my mouth in the living room. He stayed at that same controlled speed for some time while his breathing became more labored. I could feel his hairy balls slap against my ass cheeks and the sweat drip from his body onto mine. I was receiving multiple samples of his DNA.
Heinrich lay fully on top of me again and the wetness from his flesh provided a massage oil substitute as he slid his large body and cock simultaneously. The hairy body was sliding on the outside and the thick hard member was sliding on the inside. So many of my nerve endings were being stimulated and my own hard cock was pressing firmly into the mattress. Heinrich picked up speed and intention and I knew that he wanted to release himself inside me. He reached underneath with his thick hands and grabbed my chest firmly while he thrust his dick deep inside. He pressed into me with his body and his cock joining us firmly together. He growled into the back of my neck as I felt his shaft squirt warm cum from him to me. He clung tighter as a second shot burst from his dick and filled me to overflowing. His body trembled as the warm cum tricked down onto my balls and the mattress.
Slowly he relaxed himself but only for a minute before he pulled back and his cock popped out from my hole. He smacked his wet cock against my ass and smacked my right ass cheek with the flat of his hand. “Wilkommen to Austria,” he said with a satisfied laugh. I laughed along with him as he lay himself flat on the bed facing the ceiling. I moved over and snuggled into the hairy wet chest and kissed his right nipple which tasted of salty sweat. I reached down and cupped his soft cock into my hand and I sensed Reiki energy move from me to him with ease. Heinrich’s fluids had happily come to me and Reiki energy flowed back to him in exchange. We lay quietly in satisfied comfort sensing each other intimately.
“Come, I will make us something,” he directed after a short time. I was loath to move from my comfortable position on his chest, but I knew that he had a plan of how my time in Austria should be spent. “OK,” I replied quietly and rolled off of his chest. He climbed from the bed and I could hear him start a shower. I remained on the bed enjoying the memories of our good time. I too would need a shower but I was not in a rush.
Heinrich bounded into the room with renewed energy and freshness, saying, “There’s a clean towel for you when you’re ready.” I thanked him as I watched him put on comfortable clothes for a cooking task. I remained on the bed for another five minutes reliving the recent events in the bed and feeling his sperm continue to trickle out. My time in Austria was going to be well spent.
I also felt refreshed after getting cleaned and joined Heinrich in the kitchen area. Place settings were already on the table and he was intensely involved in frying a couple of large bone in pork chops. I noted a bowl of batter on the sideboard and asked, “Is das Spaetzle?” “Ya, naturlich,” he replied with an appreciation of my German and my cooking knowledge. When the chops were done, he let them rest leaning up against the side of the frying pan so that he could focus on pressing the spaetzle into the salted boiling water. They boiled in no time and he added them to the oil that he had used for the pork which would make them heavier than the traditional way of using butter, but then he added some butter to the pan so these were going to be great!
Heinrich asked if I liked spicy food and I declared that I was a big fan which led him to generously sprinkle the spaetzle with crushed red pepper flakes. “I didn’t know that Austrians made spicy food.” “Well, I’m part Hungarian and WE very much enjoy the use of any kind of pepper.” He plated our food and added sliced, pickled cucumber to be a vegetable with a bit of crunch and acidity. We would have to have a lot of sex to work off these calories.
Heinrich opened one of the bottles of wine he had purchased earlier in the day and I declared that it tasted even better with the spicy food. I would have to buy him some of this wine. We ate with gusto but without speed to enjoy the flavors of his good homey cooking. I insisted on cleaning the dishes and the kitchen while he relaxed and finished the last of the red wine.
We moved to the dark leather sofa and I snuggled into his sizable chest while his arm graced around my back. We were becoming quite comfortable with each other. Perhaps it was the heavy food with wine or the sexual labors from earlier but both of us began to drift off. Heinrich suggested that we return to the bed and I readily agreed. We both knew that this would be for sleep and not for sex, but we still quickly got naked and climbed into the high comfortable bed. He encouraged me to turn and spoon with him which we learned was a favorite position for both of us. The neighborhood was quiet and the only sound was the soft sleeping noise coming from Heinrich and then from me as well.
Heinrich Day 2
I didn’t remember any of my dreams from that night but I did recall feeling Heinrich’s hard member pressing against me as I began to waken. Sunlight was filtering into the room and a new day was presenting itself for more adventures. I reached behind and gently stroked his already hard cock. I rubbed the tip of the shaft with my thumb which encouraged some precum to release.
I wanted to taste his precum so I slid down and licked his cock like a lollipop enjoying the salty flavor. I decided that a tease was not enough and I chose to go for the full load. I slid down all the way and placed myself between the strong hairy legs with my face confronting an erection. I knew that I would have to start slowly to get my mouth relaxed enough to take him fully into my warm mouth. I slid down his foreskin and licked the underside of the head before I slipped it into my mouth where I continued to add stimulation with my tongue. Heinrich was fully awake now and smiling at the man in his bed with cock in his mouth. “Ach, gut morgen,” he uttered with a pleasant smile as his strong hand tousled my hair which was likely quite a mess already. “Mmmmmmm,” I replied with my mouth full.
I pressed down further and got half of his cock into my mouth and the thickness was starting to become more so. I relaxed my mouth and expanded my lips to get most of the way there, but I had to come back up for air. I was now committed and ready. I took the plunge all the way to the bottom so that the head of his cock was pushing down into my throat. I began rhythmically to suck on his cock in and out of my increasingly wet mouth. His precum urged me on to a faster pace and just letting go of any inhibitions. I felt his legs tensing and his breathing increasing in intensity. I cupped the balls and pressed the space underneath them so that I could feel his sperm start to rise. Heinrich pushed my head down all the way onto his dick so that my face was fully in his bush as his load pulsed deep into the back of my relaxed throat and down into my stomach. It felt like he was orgasming for more than a minute, but I am sure it was less or I would have fainted from lack of air. He released my head and I pulled up quickly to get a gulp of air and finish swallowing my early breakfast. I slowly plunged back down onto his still hard shaft to take any remaining cum that might be there. He exhaled fully and relaxed into the mattress. “Super!” he said with delight and a broad smile. “Und so, now it’s your turn,” he declared with his Austrian sense of justice.
We traded positions and he settled himself between my legs with my morning stiffy looking him in the eye. “Super,” Heinrich declared with joy as he took my cock into his warm mouth in one great gulp. I felt his lips pressing against the sides of my dick as he lowered his mouth to its base. I gasped with the celerity of his plunge but smiled from the pleasure. I sensed that he was going to get right down to business and make sure that he took my load. I relaxed into the bed for my pleasurable time but soon I found my legs tensing from Heinrich’s stimulation. I didn’t know exactly what he was doing, but I began to sense an orgasm without ejaculating. The intensity of the sensations was so great that I felt I was continually orgasming, but then I felt his thick finger press against my opening. His saliva that had dribbled to my hole allowing him to thrust a thick finger inside and press against my prostate. I immediately gushed out a huge load of cum into his waiting mouth. Heinrich swallowed my load with gusto and kept on sucking until I asked him to stop because I had become too sensitive. We both laughed openly and I was sure that my eyes were glistening as much as his were. “Now we can start the day,” he said as he finished swallowing my cum.
Heinrich, who was certainly more energetic than I, got clean and headed to the kitchen to make coffee. The breakfast smells came from the other room but I was so comfortable in the big bed that I just remained, considering it a part of vacation behavior. “So, maybe you need coffee to get out of the bed,” he declared in bringing me a cup of the steaming dark brew. There had only a few times when I had been brought coffee in bed after sex in the morning and it was truly one of life’s great benefits, if you can get someone to be so nice to you.
I sat up and leaned against the headboard of the wooden bed while I thoroughly enjoyed my morning respite. Heinrich returned to the bed and sat with his coffee next to me in the same position. “Today we have a problem which is not a problem,” he began ironically. “It is my daughter’s birthday and there’s a celebration at lunch today. Would you like to join us?” he offered without expectation of my answer. “Would it be OK? I mean, is it truly not a problem? I would like to join, but I don’t want anyone to be uncomfortable.” “I think you would be the only uncomfortable one since you won’t know anyone and we, of course, know each other well. It’ll be just the family and you, if you would be OK.” “Then I will join and be as comfortable as I am able.”
“Super! I thought that you would do it and I’m happy that you are brave. Danke, mein freund,” he said bounding out of the bed energetically. The problem that was not a problem turned out not to be a problem. “There’s some bread and cheese if you need to eat something, but the lunch is at noon in a nearby restaurant,” he offered nonchalantly. I was happy with just my delicious dark liquid.
Heinrich had informed me that the restaurant was informal, so I wore just jeans and a button down shirt. I was casual and comfortable and looking like an American with my colorful running shoes on my feet. Heinrich informed me that he was the host of the lunch and that explained why I could be so easily invited to a family event. Who would complain during a free meal? It turned out that his family was very pleasant and I was honored to be included.
We took about a twenty minute walk to get to the restaurant and I was quite surprised to see that we would be having Chinese food. Heinrich explained that his daughter really enjoyed Chinese cuisine and he would make his girl happy on her birthday even though it was not his favorite food. We were the first to arrive and were directed to a corner of the restaurant that had a dark wooden interior. There was a long wooden table which had been set for seven and I wisely chose the back corner where I would have the least amount of contact and could focus on who was next to me or maybe also the one across the table. That would keep things simple.
Nevertheless, it was Heinrich’s ex-wife who arrived next and she chose to sit next to me. Margot was an attractive late 50’s woman with short dark hair and bright red lipstick, making a very pleasant contrast with her pale skin. It had been wise of me to think through Heinrich’s cruise deception and have a ready story about how I had met a few people on the cruise and was back in Europe to visit with each of them as a follow up to the good time on the cruise. She declared that it was a clever way to see new parts of Europe while having a local contact. In another time and place, we might have looked at each other with interest.
Heinrich’s daughter, son-in-law and grandchildren noisily joined us and all were surprised to see a stranger at the table but everyone retained their happy day smiles and we made for a pleasant group with the young children being most energetic. The family was a table full of German speaking people who didn’t care too much whether I understood or not, but I managed to get in my, “Froeliche geburtstag,” to Greta, the birthday girl. It was helpful to be in a group setting for my aural comprehension to improve.
Greta was a very attractive, slender woman in her thirties with long blond hair worn pony tail fashion. She was wearing a lively print dress which was very appropriate for a celebration. It was easy to see that she was the product of Heinrich and Margot and I had no trouble creating a mental image of the two of them naked in bed. Franz, her husband, was a most handsome man with an athletic physic in colorful sporty clothes and short blond hair. Their children were exactly the blond Arians that one would expect from such parents. In addition to being physically attractive though, they all had their own distinct personal attractiveness which encouraged me to be very comfortable at the birthday event.
Heinrich had pre-ordered the meal which would be shared family style. It was completely strange to me to be in Austria eating Asian food which was actually well made although not the way one would eat those dishes in mainland China. All were impressed with the American who had the best skill at chopsticks. Unlike in America, we did not sing happy birthday in the restaurant but made a toast with our tea to the long life of the birthday girl.
Margot was the first of the group to depart at the end of the meal declaring that she had a doctor’s appointment. She shook my hand and declared that she was happy to meet me before she said her farewells to the rest of the group. I was then most surprised when Greta turned to me and asked pleasantly, “Could you join us at our house to continue our celebration?” Perhaps she sensed her father’s dilemma if she did not invite me, or perhaps she was as generous of spirit as her father. Nonetheless, it was a pleasant surprise and I humbly accepted, declaring “If it’s not a problem.” Like her father, Greta returned pragmatically, “It is not a problem, so do come.”
So, I was invited to another local home in Baden. What a remarkable and joyful city! Greta and Franz’s house was a two-story wooden structure in town about a fifteen minute walk which we were all happy to take after loading up on Chinese food and tea. The children were bundled up to their room to play and the adults were directed to the lower level where there was a wine cellar and an adjoining room with wood paneling and wooden furniture with comfortable cushions. The ceilings were low and Heinrich had to take care not to bump his head.
Franz brought four steins of beer and set them on the table in front of us. Beer was a good choice following Chinese food and we began to drink in earnest. My inhibition about speaking German fell away and periodically we all had a good laugh when I said something completely wrong or stupid. These were generous, open people who knew how to have a good time and leave their cares outside. My memory of that drinking does not include many details including how we got back to Heinrich’s place, but we must have jauntily staggered our way there.
I awoke in Heinrich’s bed with my shoes off but my clothes still on. He was supine on the bed and in the same state of attire. I had a strong inclination to urinate and stumbled to the bathroom where I splashed cold water on my face to create some level of stability. I chose not to look in the mirror afraid of how I might shock myself at my appearance although I was pretty good at laughing at myself regularly.
“Are you OK?” came the drowsy voice from the bedroom. I assured him that I was good now that my bladder was empty. “I am next then,” he grumbled as he started to move himself from the bed. I lay back down face up and listened to the strong flow coming from Heinrich. He returned to the bed and occupied his same position. “That was quite a birthday!” I declared and he readily affirmed that a good time was had by all.
As we both became further awake and aware, Heinrich asked, “Do you trust me?” I was taken aback by the question but knew that after our time together I did trust him. After all, I had already slept with him. “Yes, but why do you ask?” I returned cautiously. He hesitated briefly weighing how to phrase the answer in English. “I like sex that has extra flavor,” he replied. I understood his question but sought clarity. “So, what is it you would like to do?” “I would like to tie you up, but if you don’t want to do it, that’s OK.” I was glad that he had given me the polite and safe option of not agreeing to his suggestion. I hesitated and truly pondered the offer.
I had never been constrained before except in very minor ways. I had been thinking about and fascinated by the idea of giving up all physical control but hadn’t found a good opportunity. There was something very erotic about having a masculine man use and perhaps abuse me. I knew that I was not much into pain from having been smacked on the ass too hard a few times in the past, but if the pain would be limited, it seemed like a good adventure.
“And what would you like to do to me once you have me tied up?” “I don’t want to say and I may not know myself until you are in the position that I have been thinking about. That’s part of the adventure for each of us. Not to know. Not being able to anticipate. Just letting yourself go. Trusting. Ironically, the tying up is partly about liberation of the mind and spirit.”
I hadn’t considered this idea before, but it struck a chord and I could understand the potential for getting beyond fears and inhibitions that might be preventing new stimuli. I really did trust that he wouldn’t hurt me seriously and was not a serial killer. Worst case I would have some marks on my body that would heal. This would be a good opportunity to see if I would be aroused by being so subjugated. I decided to take the calculated risk and be courageous in the face of underlying concerns. After all, a man of his stature could likely force me to do what he wanted anyway.
“When would you like to tie me up?” I began cautiously by not agreeing right away. “I’m thinking now’s a good time for me, if you are willing.” I suspected that was his thinking but now it was confirmed and the ball was in my court to be brave or be a wimp. Putting it in those terms created a ready answer to affirm. “I’ll do whatever you want, as long as there isn’t big pain.” The Rubicon was crossed.
“Super!” he returned quickly before I could change my mind. “I thought you would be willing or I wouldn’t have asked. I’m very happy and excited.” He paused briefly to verify that my facial expression was agreeing with my words. “Get yourself cleaned up fully and I will get the things that I will need.” I had to follow his direction and would do so without question unless I felt I was at risk. Getting clean was the safest and easiest part. I did as I had been directed.
I returned to the room, bravely ready for what would come next. The room looked much the same but Heinrich was now wearing a black leather harness and a large metal cock ring. His balls were bound and protruding but his cock was still flaccid. “Come get on your knees and suck me,” he commanded in a voice that was deeper than he had used before. I did as requested, which I would have done anyway with him looking so dominant and attractive. “Don’t use your hands, just your mouth.”
I bent my head to take his cock into my mouth and worked my way to the base but didn’t make it the full way due to his thickness. He reached down and roughly grabbed the hair on the top of my head. He then began to thrust his dick into my mouth all of the way. He didn’t wait for me to get adjusted to the thickness, but just pushed deeper into the back of my throat. “That’s how I want it,” he spoke harshly. I began to feel some helplessness but pushed it back because I knew that now was not a time to give into reconsideration. I relaxed my throat and took his cock the full length while he still held my hair. As I sucked him the way he wanted, he released my hair saying, “That’s better.” Saliva was dribbling from my mouth as his thick shaft filled up the space. I liked sucking on his cock, but I wasn’t sure about the pulling on my hair. His dick was fully hard with some veins bulging. The metal cock ring was doing its job.
“OK, I want you on the bed now, just the way I tell you.” He took his cock from my mouth and told me to be at the end of the bed with my legs spread wide and to bend my body forward onto the mattress. The wooden frame had small thick posts on the ends and I figured that he was going to tie me to those. Fortunately, I have long legs and could make that stretch. This position would make my ass fully exposed and available. I thought this might be the fun part so I did as he commanded. “Do not at any time, look back to see what I’m doing or going to do,” he stated as non-negotiable. I could feel that he was using some soft rope to tie each of my ankles to the wooden posts at the base. “Spread out your arms,” came the next command. The same soft rope was now being used to secure my wrists to the top of the posts. While the rope was secure, it wasn’t tight enough to leave any marks. I was totally vulnerable with no option but to just accept whatever Heinrich chose to do.
When he was finished, I sensed him standing there examining his work. He approached the bed and placed his hard cock against my smooth opening to tease me but then came a hard slap on my right cheek. Heinrich rubbed the spot gently to soothe the pain, but then he smacked it again just as hard. My ass was firm and muscular so there was nothing to soften the blow. I bit into the sheet to keep from making any sound. Heinrich soothed the spot and slid his hard cock back and forth across my opening. I was hoping that he would slide in but I knew that the slaps were not done. His left hand smacked the left cheek with the same intensity. He soothed the spot and distracted me with his hard dick pressing against me. Heinrich dropped saliva onto my hole to create some lube for the head of his cock. He pushed in just the tip of his shaft and while I was enjoying that feeling, my left cheek received another hard smack and his dick was popped out.
“Don’t squeeze me out.” Heinrich roughly thrust more of his hard cock inside me, saying, “Your ass is mine. I will take what I want.” Another hard smack on the left cheek came and I struggled not to squeeze. “That’s right. Just take it.” He pushed his cock in further and now my right cheek received the smack. He was in deep enough now that it would have been OK to squeeze but I fought to relax and just be receptive. I tried to strip away my physical defenses and focus on the stimulating sensation of his shaft penetrating me. I knew that if my mind went there, I could lessen the pain from the smacks.
He pulled out his dick and I braced for more slaps, but the next thing I felt were his lips kissing the places where he had smacked me hard. Heinrich placed his face in between my cheeks as he continued to rub them both. I could feel his wet strong tongue sliding up and down stimulating my opening. I had been rimmed before and really enjoyed it but never following serious ass slapping. The rubbing from his hands was very satisfying and comforting. The nerve endings seemed to relish the attention more than usual. He stopped and I didn’t know what would come next, pleasure or pain. I began to appreciate the absence of knowledge. Part of me struggled to know the next step and part of me wanted to let go and just wait for it to arrive.
The right cheek felt the blow, but I heard the air moving before I felt the pain. More of my senses were striving for a higher level of input. Another sharp smack to the right and I was grateful that this one was followed by some soothing rubbing. The right cheek received a third blow and then I felt his hard cock plunge deep inside me in a single thrust. I forgot about the pain on my ass and appreciated the pleasure of the thrusting shaft. Heinrich was training me to achieve higher levels of pain threshold as well as pleasure.
He pulled his dick back out and repeated this pattern of smacks and a thrust on the left cheek, except that he used four smacks instead of three to keep me off balance and be unable to relax into a pattern. He kept his cock inside me and lay his full body weight on top of me, pushing me deep into the mattress. He thrust his cock firmly a dozen times in this position before he lifted himself and withdrew the hard shaft. His face returned to my opening and I felt his tongue thrusting into me like a small penis. This really stimulated the opening and I longed for that big cock. I needed him to sooth my aching ass cheeks.
It was a hard smack to the left cheek that came next followed by a series of slaps before he plunged in again to my warm dark hole. Heinrich pressed my ass cheeks apart and pushed his dick in so far that I thought his balls would follow. I was very wide open and totally receptive at this point. He thrust repeatedly while keeping my ass spread and I could feel his shaft get thicker before I felt his load shoot deep inside me. I was so stimulated that my hard cock was pressing deep into the mattress. He didn’t stay inside me long, but pulled out and dribbled his last squirts of cum onto my ass cheeks which must have been quite red at this point.
He reached under my restrained body and pulled my hard cock back towards him. He scooped the cum from my ass and wiped it onto my cock. He began to stroke me slowly and then I felt a sharp smack on my left ass cheek. The pain and the pleasure were confusing together. Heinrich wrapped his mouth around my cock and then smacked my left cheek again. The physical response led my cock to push deeper into his mouth. He returned to stroking me while sucking the head of my dick firmly. The feelings were so intense that I came quickly and filled his mouth with my hot cum. He pushed a thick finger into my ass and pressed my prostate to squirt more cum into his waiting mouth. My mind and body were both confused by the pain and pleasure but I was glad that I had agreed to the experience.
Heinrich spat a load of my cum onto my left ass cheek and then gave it a good hard smack which made a bigger sound from the wetness. “You did well. Now I will get cleaned up and later I will untie you.” I heard him leaving for the bathroom. Now I really felt helpless. I was alone and constrained. I was confident that he would return, but I had anxiety over that issue anyway. I decided to relive the experience in my mind, to consider what was arousing and what I was willing to accept in exchange for that arousal.
I felt fully used but not degraded. I enjoyed the lack of control and not knowing what would come next. To me that was part of any good adventure. The ass smacks I could have lived without, but I understood how the use of pain created a better appreciation for the pleasure component. I loved the way that he fucked me and took control of my cock and ass. I didn’t mind being left alone and tied up because it gave me time for reflection. Would I get tied up again? Yes, but as a special occasion more than as a regular part of a sexual life.
I heard Heinrich returning to the room and it sounded like a chair was being moved. “I like the way you look in this position. I will sit and enjoy the view before I untie you.” I sensed that he was stroking his cock but I didn’t want any more ass smacks so I didn’t turn my head to look. I could hear his breathing becoming more intense and the room felt warmer. A few minutes later I heard him walking towards the bed and felt his warm cum spurt onto my exposed red cheeks. There was one more hard ass smack before I felt his hands untying the ropes. It was good to be able to move again and I exhaled deeply. “Now I am satisfied,” he declared as he returned to sitting naked and spent in his comfortable chair.
I straightened myself and felt pain coming from my ass cheeks and in my knees, but the rest of me was still appreciating all of the sexual activity. I took a longer shower than usual to soften my muscles using the hot water. It stung slightly on my buttocks, but that was to be expected. I returned to the bed and lay on my side to avoid anything touching my beaten ass. Neither of us spoke for some time but just kept to our own thoughts.
“We should eat a little something,” Heinrich finally declared as he headed to the kitchen still naked. I was of the same opinion and was happy when he took out the meats and cheeses to go with the bread. We both had water, having had enough beer already for the day. I made sure that there was a comfortable cushion on my wooden chair.
“So, was that good for you?” he asked as we began our meal. “Yes. It was a bit rough but not too much and I loved how you looked in your black leather.” “I like to do it this way sometimes, but it is not always easy to find someone willing.” “I’m glad that I could meet your need, but I think I prefer to be kissed more than smacked,” I replied. “Ja, naturlich, but another flavor can also be good,” he laughed and his smile led me to laugh along with this good natured and kind man who had really enjoyed smacking my ass. I was still unclear how I felt about this more complex sexuality.
I cleaned up the dishes when we were done and I knew that I wanted to snuggle up with my big bear on our last night. Neither of us would have any drive for more sex, but I wanted humane touch to be our last physical contact and memory. I had an early morning train back to Vienna where I would catch a plane to Rome.
I was happy that Heinrich wanted to spoon the rest of the night away in his bed of pain and pleasure. By then my ass was calming down and enjoyed the feeling of his resting member pressed gently up against me. I must have drifted off first because I have no memory of hearing his sleeping sounds.
The new morning brought coffee and sunshine to our bed of delights. The pain had fully subsided and I had warm feelings for this jovial but complex man. We had a friendly parting at the train station and kept in touch through email, but I never returned to Austria and never got tied up again.