I had everything planned out: first, a lovely shower together, then I'd give him a shave, and finally, a nice massage.

I dressed carefully. My favorite date cage, the one with chainmail rings, my new bodysuit, and finally, my large plug between my buttocks.

Over that, my cycling clothes, and I'm ready to go.

Johan opens the gate, and I park my bike in the backyard and settle myself on his couch. Pretty soon, his hands begin exploring my body, first above my tight clothing, but soon also underneath. I strip out of my tight cycling shorts and let him admire me, his hands sliding over my smooth black bodysuit, caressing my cock and balls, which sit neatly in the cleft. His hands slide over my legs, and at my groin, he dives under the thin fabric and caresses my body. I peel the shoulder straps off my shoulders and gradually slide my bodysuit down until it's more like panties. I lift my butt, and Johan does the rest.

There goes the black bodysuit.

Johan has also taken off his top and sits comfortably naked next to me. His strong fingers discover my plug, and after a bit of play, he slowly pulls it out.

I writhe and moan with pleasure.

I undo the lock on my cage and let Johan be my savior. First, he relieves me by removing the wire net from my sensitive glans, and then the ring comes off as well.

Open and exposed, I lie comfortably next to him on the couch, horny as hell.

Then it's time for the first part: a nice shower. We go upstairs, and I put my things in the bedroom and get in the shower, mixing the water nice and hot. Johan soon joins me, and we shower together.

I sink down and give him a good blowjob.

He washes me, and I him.

Nice and free and naked, and oh so horny.

We dry off, and I put a large towel on the bed for the next part: a shave.

Carefully and carefully, I shave his cock and sack clean again. Then I treat him to a nice massage that ends with a blowjob.

We make love, enjoy each other, and pamper each other for a while.

Then I have to lie down and I know what time it is.

But I squatted on my knees and let Johan pamper me like this.

His big, strong hand jerks me off blissfully and vigorously.

It doesn't take long for the first glob of cum to shoot out of my cock and onto the towel.

I moan and beg him not to stop, thrusting into his hand until I can't take it anymore.

I collapse onto the bed, breathless, and get the usual cloth to clean myself up.

Then we crawl under the covers together, and I drift off into his arms for a moment.

Johan's hands caress my body constantly.

"So beautiful, so nice," I hear him say all the time.

But then this wonderful morning comes to an end, and I get dressed again, gather all my things, and head back home.