Hello, this is going to be an informal discussion between you and I. What I am about to reveal to yall is my used-to-be secret life with my now husband, Dick. Yes, that is his name.
Dick and I met three-plus years ago. We dated for about a month before I moved in with him. We had met on a gay BDSM hookup site that I wont promote, at least not at this time. Dick wont give me permission to use their name. The sex was beyond hot and has gotten only hotter. We lived together for over two years traveling etc and establishing what would become our house rules. And here you go. I invite you into my fantasy to real world.
After over two years together, Dick and I, David, or as my husband calls me, Pussy Boy. First, I am very much into BDSM. I am very butch in appearance. Pretty well muscled and with a nice tight bubble butt. I am however a 100% submissive bottom. My husband has ordered me to remain nude all the time unless he gives his permission to be clothed, and usually only for short bursts for decorum, like running into the grocery store. We now order our groceries etc and seldom go into any store unless it is like a antique or a bookstore. I receive my groceries/pickups and even our restaurant orders nude in the car. I have to tell you there are places in town that have forbidden us from ordering but not that many. Most really like us to come because we are comfortable financially and tip very well. We both work in IT by the way. The pizza delivery people fight to deliver to our house. You get the picture.