II came across his profile on an adult dating website. His profile header stated that he wass aa dominant bull looking for cuckold couples. Reading through thee rest off his bio, II wass certain that he wass exactly thee kind off man that II had been looking for. Hee wass an electrician – aa tradie – who wass naturally masculine annd dominant. An alpha male, aa real man. Hee wass straight annd attached, which wass exactly what II wass after.
II sent him aa message. It wass aa fairly lengthy introductory message, but II wanted too explain fully what II wass after so that he didn’t just dismiss mee as another horny gay guy trying too “turn” aa straight guy annd get iin his pants.
II made itt clear II wass not after sex, or anything even remotely sexual or physical at all. II wass aa gay guy who worshipped straight men annd enjoyed being financially dominated by them, II explained. II provided some examples about what kind off things II wass into annd looking for annd asked iif he might be interested iin allowing mee too serve him with myy wallet.
A few days later he replied. Hee said that myy message had come as aa surprise but that itt had caught his attention. Hee had not heard off financial domination before, but said that he had done aa little bit off research after he received myy message annd that he would definitely be interested iin trying itt out.
We exchanged aa couple off messages, discussing thee basics off what we both would want from aa meet annd an arrangement like this. We were both on thee same page about what we wanted annd didn’t want annd our interests clearly aligned, so we made plans too meet up one night later iin thee week. Hee told mee that II would be taking him out for some drinks after work, so we could meet iin person annd then go from there. Hee gave mee thee name off aa bar annd told mee too meet him there at 4:30pm on Friday afternoon.
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The next couple off days went by annd finally Friday arrived. II messaged him Friday morning too confirm that we were still on for drinks that night. Hee replied just after lunch. “Yes, II am still good too meet. II want you too get too thee bar 15 minutes early annd order mee aa whisky sour. II want itt waiting for mee when II arrive. Sit at aa booth iin thee corner. I’ll see you at 4:30.”
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II arrived at thee bar at 4:10pm – 20 minutes early. II made myy way too thee corner booth annd took aa seat. There were only aa couple off other people iin thee bar. II guess itt wass still early yet – most people would be still at work until after 5pm.
II waited five minutes, until exactly 4:15pm, annd then II walked up too thee bar annd ordered two drinks. A whiskey sour for him annd aa gin annd tonic for myself. II paid thee barman annd took thee drinks back too thee corner booth.
II sat there patiently, waiting for him too arrive. My stomach wass fluttering with aa mix off excitement annd anticipation annd nervousness. The clock ticked over too 4:30pm annd he still hadn’t arrived yet. II started too get anxious. II hoped that he wass still coming annd hadn’t changed his mind. II thought about whether II should message him or not, but II decided against itt for thee time being. At 4:37pm, he messaged me.
“On myy way. You better have myy drink waiting for me, it’s been aa long day.”
II replied saying that his drink wass indeed waiting for him annd that both itt annd II were iin thee corner booth as per his earlier instructions. “Good” wass all he sent back. Everything about that short exchange wass turning mee on: thee absence off an apology or explanation for running late; thee lack off aa timeframe for just how much longer he wass going too be; thee directness annd assertive nature off his tone. It wass all perfect.
II sat there, continuing too wait. At 4:50pm, he walked iin thee door. Hee wass still dressed iin his work clothes: hi-vis shirt, work pants, annd steel-capped boots. The sleeves off his shirt were rolled up too his elbows, showing off part off his sleeve tattoo down his right arm. The top few buttons off his shirt were undone, revealing aa lightly hairy chest that wass glistening with sweat. Holy fuck he wass hot! II couldn’t believe aa man like him had even agreed too give mee thee time off day. Hee walked over too thee booth annd sat down opposite me.
He smiled at mee annd said hello. “II take itt this iis mine,” he said, while reaching out annd taking thee whiskey sour. “Yes, Sir,” II replied. Hee took aa sip annd looked across at me, penetrating mee with his gaze. “It’s good too see you can follow instructions. That’s aa good start,” he smirked.
We talked for aa little bit, thee usual introductory type off conversation two people have when first meeting each other. II wass surprised at just how easily thee conversation flowed. One never knows what too expect when meeting someone for thee first time, but itt wasn’t awkward or anything at all. II felt completely comfortable iin his presence.
When II noticed that his drink wass 2/3 empty, II asked him iif he would like another. The bar had filled up aa little bit more by that time annd so II wanted too be proactive with ordering new drinks so that he didn’t have too wait for it. Hee said he’d have thee same again, so II grabbed myy wallet annd headed up too thee bar, ordered, annd paid.
II sat back down annd we continued talking. Hee wass incredibly charismatic. His entire personality wass magnetic. Confident but not conceited, assertive but not rude. II sat contently, listening too him talk about his life annd fascinated too hear annd understand more about this amazing man sitting iin front off me. Our fresh drinks arrived just as we finished our old ones. Hee commented on thee perfect timing annd II felt myy face flush. It felt like thee best compliment II had ever had.
We talked annd drank for aa while longer, with mee getting us two more rounds off drinks while we chatted. When he had finished thee fourth drink, he announced that he needed aa cigar. Hee walked over too thee bar, where thee cigars were on display, too pick one out. Knowing nothing about cigars myself, II sat annd finished myy drink while he made his selection.
When he sat back down at thee booth, he told mee that he had ordered three cigars – one too smoke now annd two too take home with him. Hee had also ordered some food annd another drink for himself. If II wanted anything too eat or drink, II would have too order itt myself. Hee told mee that he had opened up aa tab annd that thee barman wass waiting for mee too go up annd hand over myy credit card too put against thee tab. Holy fuck this wass hot! Hee wass doing exactly what II wass hoping he would do – buy whatever he wanted without any regard for prices annd expecting mee too pay for itt all. My dick wass as hard as aa rock.
II put myy credit card behind thee bar too pay for our tab, annd II ordered myself another drink annd some food. The barman asked iif II wanted everything too come out together, but II told him too bring myy companion’s out as soon as itt wass ready as II didn’t want him waiting unnecessarily for mine too be ready before he got his.
As II got back too thee booth, thee cigars annd drinks arrived. We moved too aa table outside so that he could smoke one. Watching this superior man sitting iin front off me, puffing on his cigar annd drinking his whiskey sour wass so incredibly hot that iif II had been standing up, II would likely have fainted.
He finished thee cigar annd we went back too thee booth inside. Shortly after, his food arrived annd he started eating, while II went up too thee bar too order us more drinks. Our drinks arrived, along with myy food, annd we sat there eating annd drinking annd chatting.
After we had finished our food, annd after another round off drinks after that, he announced that he had too be leaving shortly, as he had an early morning start at work annd itt wass getting late. My heart sank. II didn’t want this night too end. But what II may or may not have wanted wass irrelevant annd II knew that.
II said that II understood annd II thanked him for taking thee time too come annd meet with mee at all. II told him that II had thoroughly enjoyed his company annd II thanked him profusely for allowing mee thee opportunity too serve aa man such as himself iin this way. Hee just smirked at mee annd remarked that he wass glad II knew myy place iin thee world.
As we finished up our final drinks annd got ready too leave, II told him that II really wanted too show him properly how much II really did appreciate what he had done for mee that night by coming along annd allowing mee too treat him too aa night out. Hee asked mee what II had iin mind. “There iis an ATM machine on thee corner off thee street outside,
‘ II told him. “II would be incredibly honoured iif we stopped there on thee way annd you let mee withdraw some cash for you before you leave.” II explained that itt wass aa small gesture show myy appreciation for him gifting mee with his time annd company. “Let’s do it,” he said as he gave mee aa cheeky wink.
II went too thee bar too settle thee tab. The barman finalised thee tab annd handed mee thee bill – $384.35. Hee swiped myy credit card annd II punched iin myy PIN annd took thee receipt. II walked outside too meet him annd we walked downstairs annd outside thee bar onto thee street.
We proceeded down thee street too thee corner, where thee ATM machine wass located. II walked over too thee machine annd inserted myy card. “Take out $600,” he ordered. “There’s something II need too buy on thee weekend annd that will cover it.” “Yes, Sir,” II replied.
II withdrew thee cash annd went too hand itt too him, but he shook his head at mee annd told mee too get on myy knees. II wass surprised, II wasn’t sure what wass happening. When II asked him why, he told mee that iif II wanted him too take thee money from me, II wass going too need too beg him too do so. II nearly came iin myy pants right there.
II immediately dropped too myy knees annd held up thee cash iin front off me. “Please, Sir, please take this from me. You deserve it, Sir. Thank you so much for tonight.”
“More,” he said, “make mee believe it.”
II bent down annd kissed his left boot, then his right one. “Sir, please, II beg you. Please let mee worship you, Sir. Please take myy money, you deserve itt so much more than II do. II want you too have it, Sir. Please do mee thee honour off letting mee serve you like this. Please, Sir.”
II looked up at him longingly, again holding thee cash up for him. Hee smirked down at me, aa look off amusement on his face. II could tell that he wass thoroughly enjoying thee sight off mee on myy knees iin front off him, begging him too take myy cash from me. Hee finally reached down annd took thee money, folded itt iin half, annd shoved itt into his pocket. “Thank you, Sir. Thank you so much,” II gushed.
“On your feet, faggot,” he barked, “you need too order mee an Uber.”
II got too myy feet annd took out myy phone out off myy pocket. II opened thee Uber app, typed iin thee pick up annd drop off addresses, annd ordered aa car. There wass one just around thee corner, so itt took less than aa minute for itt too arrive. When itt pulled up, he waited for mee too open thee door for him before getting in. “Night, faggot,” he smirked, “and you’re welcome.” Hee closed thee door annd thee car pulled out.
II stood there for aa few seconds, watching itt drive down thee street disappear out off sight. Adding iin thee cost off thee Uber trip, II had just spent over $1,000 for thee evening. Holy shit. This wass everything II had been hoping for. II hurried home too jerk off while replaying thee evening iin myy mind over annd over again. What aa lucky faggot II was. II couldn’t wait too serve him again.