Saturday, August 4, 2012

Hippie

This is the first draft, and I'm just throwing it up here as is. I hope to come back and edit it soon.

I only knew him as Hippie. We met online on a kinky forum, and discovered we both liked nooses. I was skeptical at first, but I have a soft spot for beards and hair, and once I saw a photo of him half-naked, I was eager to meet him. Apparently he liked my somewhat scruffy look, too. The first time I met him, I was blown away by how good he looked - nicely built, hairy all over, intense eyes.

We didn't hang out and didn't want to be long-term friends. He just wanted to play with nooses, just like I did. We played a few times, at first at my house but later in an abandoned warehouse a few miles away in the city. I don't know how we were never caught by the police or homeless drifters. We had a good set-up well inside the building, behind leftover piles of boxes and industrial stuff.

We got together once a month or so for a while. The previous time we played, we'd gotten pretty intense, and it left me thinking. We were still only playing, and his feet hadn't left the stool he was standing on, but it was good that he had a shaggy beard to hide the rope burns. He wasn't actually hanging, but the rope did get pulled pretty tight for a while. His cock liked it an awful lot.