Pertemuan Kali Pertama
Setelah selesai beberapa tugasan aku di makmal untuk Projek Akhir Tahun, aku mengemas beg galas ku lalu terus menuju ke kafeteria yang berdekatan dengan kolej kediaman. Perut buncitku terus-terusan berkeroncong kelaparan, ya lah terlalu sibuk untuk habiskan timbunan tugasan sebelum semester berakhir sehingga tiada masa untuk mengalas perut. Sedang aku gegas berjalan menuju ke lif, aku disapa jauh oleh Hakim lalu terus kami bersama-sama berjalan untuk membeli makanan.
Hakim adalah rakan sekelas aku sejak dari diploma lagi dan tidak tersangka yang bersama sekali lagi dalam peringkat Sarjana Muda. Seorang yang kacak, bertubuh agak fit apatah lagi dia melibatkan diri dalam kegiatan kokurikulum yang digelar Program Komander dan tidak lupa juga yang dia berkulit sawo matang. Tidak hairanlah kalau dia menjadi perhatian para pelajar di kampus, termasuklah aku. Dia juga sangat peramah dan tidak kurang juga kuat bergurau dengan orang lain. Kadang-kala dia suka mencuit puting aku, dan ada juga mengusik lengan atau menampar punggung aku sewaktu berbual atau pun dalam kelas sewaktu kuliah. Sejujurnya, aku sudah lama minat dengannya, dan berasa suka tatkala dia berbuat begitu, malah jika diikutkan aku juga mahu bergurau sebegitu pada dia tapi aku tiada kudrat. Ya lah, aku seorang yang pendiam dan jarang dapat berbual atau bergurau. "Pasti dia akan pelik kalau aku dengan tetiba berkelakuan sebegitu padanya", fikir ku.
Semasa berjalan di susur gajah, Hakim berborak dengan aku, "Wangi juga deodorant yang kau pakai", sambil mendekati aku, seperti membau-bau ketiak kananku. Aku tersentak, agak terperanjat juga bila dia berbuat begitu. "Biasa-biasa je Kim, beli kat kedai luar sana je", jawab ku. Dia semakin mendekati aku sambil berkata "Tapi wangi dowh, aku punya kejap je hilang, cer kau bau". "Ish kau ni Kim, tak kuasa aku nak bau tiak kau", tolakku walaupun amat teringin nak bau. Lalu kami pun berborak-borak kosong sambil menuju ke kafeteria.
Seusai makan, aku terus naik ke bilik untuk berehat. Keringat kepenatan dan kepanasan siang hari membuatku melepaskan baju dan seluarku lalu bertuala ke bilik mandi untuk menyejukkan badan, seperti biasa hanya mandi bogel sahaja tanpa seurat benang. Kadang-kala berasa risau juga, manalah tau jikalau ada yang memerhati atau lebih teruk lagi merakam aku yang sedang bermandi bogel. Sudahlah tinggi dindingnya agak rendah dan amat mudah diintai dari luar, namun aku teruskan sahaja, biarkanlah mereka memenuhi nafsu kesangapan mereka. Setelah itu, aku hanya mengenakan singlet putih dengan spender putih sahaja, lalu aku baring ke katil dan membuka aplikasi sosial di telefon bimbitku. Sepuasnya meleret media sosial namun tiada apa yang menarik dan akhirnya aku beralih ke Telegram. Di situ penuh dengan kumpulan-kumpulan gay yang telah aku sertai, salah satunya adalah "👨❤️👨 Army". Di situ lah pertemuan kali pertamaku dengan Si Dia.
Nama je kumpulan macam tu, tapi dalam tu penuh borak pasal BDSM. Ya, kesukaan seksual ku lebih ke arah BDSM. Aku sendiri tak pasti sejak bila minat aku ini wujud. Namun yang pasti, aku lebih teruja melihat orang lain terutamanya yang dari Asia Tenggara diikat, disebat dan diseksa secara seksual. Melihat gambar je pon boleh buat aku sangap, pisang kecil ku jangan cakaplah, pasti tegang melangit disebalik seluar dalam masamku. Tanpa sedar, jari-jemariku juga dengan giat menggentel kedua-dua putingku. Dalam kerancakkan mereka berborak, ada seorang ahli menghantar gambar seorang "hamba" yang sedang diseksa oleh tuannya. "Wow, memang untung le dapat anjing untuk diseksa", balasku. Sudah pastilah pisangku mencanak naik melihat gambar seksaan itu. Sedang asyik berborak dalam itu, seseorang telah mesej secara peribadi padaku.
"Hai"
"Hi juga"
"Master ye?"
"Eh, takde la"
"Oo"
"Cuma minat tengok
orang kena seksa je"
"😅😅"
Ayat perbualan yang biasa aku terima. Tipu la kalau tak pernah bual-bual macam ni dalam talian dengan peminat BDSM yang lain. Kebanyakkannya begitulah ayat permulaannya, hahaha. Namun, kebanyakkannya macam "biskut" je, bual sekejap, terus hilang tanpa khabar. Itulah yang juga aku fikirkan tentang perbualan ini. Aku yakin dia seperti yang lain. Namun, aku teruskan sahaja berbual dengannya, nak tengok berapa lama dia bertahan. Semakin rancak juga kami berborak. Macam-macam cerita yang kitorang kongsi. Dia juga bercerita tentang pengalamannya sebagai anjing dan seksaan-seksaan yang diterima sebelum ini. Dengan seronok dia berkongsi pengalaman yang mana dia jumpa dengan seorang "tuan" yang dikenalinya di media sosial. Macam-macam yang dia sudah rasai sewaktu dengan tuan itu seperti diikat kedua-dua tangannya ke atas dan kakinya diikat mengangkang ke kaki katil. Setelah puas diraba oleh tuannya, lalu dengan pantas badannya disebat berkali-kali. Lebih menyakitkan adalah sewaktu kedua-dua putingnya disepit dan ditarik sambil libasan tali sebat menghinggap setiap penjuru badannya Malah, pisang dan telurnya juga tidak terlepas dari disakiti. Memang penuh berbiratlah badannya selepas sesi itu dan ambil masa yang lama nak hilangkan rasa kepedihan luka sebatan itu. Katanya walaupun kesakitan, namun dia seronok diseksa sebegitu. Dia berasa sangat puas diperlakukan seperti anjing jalanan. Dia juga ada berkongsi beberapa keping gambar yang diambil oleh tuan itu sewaktu sesi di bilik hotel itu. Memang sangat teruja aku melihat gambar-gambar dia yang terseksa itu. Bukan itu sahaja, inilah kali pertama aku melihat dirinya yang bogel tanpa seurat benang dan penuh keringat, menampakkan tubuh jantannya itu. Apa lagi, memang mencanaklah pisang bawahku tanpa sedar. Aku juga kagum dengan dirinya yang tidak segan silu berkongsi gambarnya itu kepadaku. Tidak henti-henti fikiranku akan terbayang-bayang situasi yang dia ceritakan. Malah, perasaan cemburu juga timbul padanya, ya lah aku tidak pernah ada pengalaman walaupun sedikit terlibat dalam mana-mana kegiatan BDSM dengan sesiapa.
Dalam syok berborak, tak perasan malam semakin larut. Jikalau ikutkan hati, tidak mahu aku untuk tamatkan perbualan ini, namun masing-masing masih ada hal yang perlu dibereskan. Aku juga agak sibuk pada sibuk hari, bertimbun tugasan kelasku yang masih perlu diselesaikan. Aku pun mengakhiri perbualan kitorang dan masing-masing mengucapkan selamat malam. Inilah kali pertama aku berasa senang untuk borak panjang dengan orang lain, malah berkongsi cerita dan minat sesama sendiri. Seronok rasanya, memang aku tersenyum lebar sepanjang itu melihat perbualan kitorang di ruang bual itu. Harap kitorang dapat berbual lagi seperti hari ini.
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After finishing some of my assignments in the laboratory for the Final Year Project, I packed my backpack and went straight to the cafeteria near the residential college. My beer belly is constantly growling with hunger, yes, I am too busy to finish the pile of assignments before the end of the semester, so there is no time to eat. While I hurriedly walked towards the elevator, I was greeted by the Hakim and we walked together to buy food.
Hakim is my classmate since diploma and it is quite surprise that we are together again in the Bachelor degree level. A handsome man, with a fairly fit body as he is involved in extracurricular activities called the Commander's Program and let's not forget that he has a tanned skin. It is no wonder that he is the attraction among the students on campus, including me. He is also very friendly and quite jesting with others. Sometimes he likes to pinch my nipples, and sometimes teases my arm or slaps my back during conversation or even in class during lectures. To be honest, I've been interested in him for a long time, and I like it when he does that. In fact, I also want to jest with him like that but I don't have much brave to do it. Yes, I'm a shy person and rarely can chat or joke. "Surely he would be weird if I suddenly behaved like that to him", I thought.
While walking on the sidewalk, Hakim said to me, "The deodorant you wear smells good", while approaching me and he tried smelling my right armpit. I was shocked, a bit surprised to be honest when he did that. "It's just a normal deodorant, Kim, I buy it at the regular store", I replied. He got closer to me while saying "But it's fragrant, not like mine as it not last longer, you can try smell it here". "Eh no, not wanna smell yours", I refused even though I really wanted to smell it. Then we continued chatting while heading to the cafeteria.
After eating, I went up to the room to rest my body. Sweating from fatigue and the heat made me take off my shirt and pants and wear towel before off to the bathroom to bath, as usual I only take a bath in naked. Sometimes I feel worried too, who knows if someone is watching or even worse recording me while taking a shower. The height of the wall is quite low and it is very easy to spy from the outside, but I just continue, let them fulfill their greed. After that, I put on a white singlet with a white brief, then I lay down on the bed and play with my mobile phone. I swiped through social media as much as I could but nothing was interesting and I finally switched to Telegram. It is full of gay groups that I have joined, one of which is "👨❤️👨 Army". That's where I met Him for the first time.
It is not about the army at all, but just full of discussions about BDSM. Yes, my sexual preferences are more towards BDSM. I am not sure since when i love about it. But for sure, I'm more excited to see other people, especially those from Southeast Asia, tied up, whipped and sexually tortured. Just looking at the picture can make me gasp, even my little 'Johnson' would wake up behind my smelly underwear. Unknowingly, my fingers actively playing with both my nipples. During the chatting, one of the group members sent a picture of a "slave" being tortured by his master. "Wow, it's lucky have a dog to torture", I replied. It have made my dick tense up when I saw the picture of the torture. While chatting, someone sent me a private message.
"Hi"
"hi too"
"You are a master?"
"Eh, no. I am not"
"Oh"
"I just love to see people in tortured"
Conversation sentences that I usually receive. It's a lie if you've never had a conversation like this online with other BDSM fans. Mostly, that's always be the beginning sentence, hahaha. However, most of them are just like "biscuits" or "cookies", only interest to chat for a while, then disappear without a word. That's what I thought about this conversation. I'm sure he's just like the others. However, I just continued chatting with him, wanting to see how long he would last. We chatted even more lively. All kinds of stories that we share. He also talked about his experience as a dog and the torture he received before. With pleasure he shared the experience he met with a "master" he knew on social media. All kinds of things that he had gotten when he was with the master, like having both his hands tied up and his legs tied astride the foot of the bed. After being touched by his master, he quickly whipped his body many times. Even more painful was when both nipples were pinched and pulled while the lashing rope hit every corner of her body. In fact, his cock and balls were also not spared from being hurt. His body was full of pain after that session and it took a long time to heal the pain of the whipping wound. He said that despite the pain, he enjoyed being tortured like that. He loves to be treated like a street dog. He also shared some photos taken by the master during the session in the hotel room. I was really excited to see the pictures of him being tortured. Not only that, this is the first time I've seen him naked and sweaty, revealing his manly body. My cock was tensed up without realizing it. I was also impressed by him, who did not shy away from sharing his pictures with me. Incessantly my mind will imagine every story of his torture and punishment. In fact, a feeling of jealousy also arises in me, well, I have never had the experience of being even slightly involved in any BDSM activities with anyone.
Withthe excitement during the chatting, I didn't notice that the night was getting late. I don't want to end this conversation to be honest, but each of us still has things that need to be settled. I'm also quite busy, piled up with my class assignments that still need to be completed. I ended our conversation and each said good night. This is the first time I feel comfortable having a long chat with other people, even sharing stories and interests with each other. It was fun, I was really smiling all the time while reading again our previous conversation in the chat room just now. Hope we can chat again like today.
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