A fun Sunday

We had a very leisurely morning in bed, we even had breakfast in bed. We did not get up until nearly noon! I have been told as men age it takes them longer to get erect, or they loose their libido. Well, maybe Master takes some medication to help him or he has not reached that state yet, he did not have any problems this morning! We had some bondage sex and “normal” sex. Hetero stuff. I came each way. Oh it was good.

He likes my ass. Although I am very thin, it is nicely fleshy. Not too much. I must admit, it looks great in chaps and I do not need help by the trousers! Honestly, I am quite proud of it. Well, the things we gay boys worry about.

We had lunch and then Master had his first appointment for the tattoo. We had to travel for just over an hour. I waited in the reception area again. This time there was a different member of staff at reception and he was not very chatty. I looked through their book of designs, and I quite got a taste for it. Of course Master would have the power of decision what design and where to put it, if he ever allowed me to have one. I asked, and he said definitely not. He was quite in pain. He had thought it would be easier, but found it quite a strain to sit through it this time. I assured him it is worth it, it already looks great. The tattooist is such an artist. Of course he has seen our design, but he kind of puts his own interpretation on it.

I find travelling on the train very entertaining. Some people chat so loudly, they might not realise how everyone can hear them. The passengers change depending which area of town you are in. Master just wanted to get home. He was quite sore. I wanted to make him feel better. Especially as I am kind of the cause for his discomfort. If I had not had the vision of this tattoo, he would not have done it. I massaged his feet and he enjoyed that. Everyone enjoys that, don't they? My yoga teacher in SR was also a reflexology practitioner, she treated me sometimes. She explained the theory behind it. I find it very interesting. In Japan it has worked for a thousand years, so there must be some truth in it.

Master made my shake for dinner. We just had bread and cold meats, smoked fish and cheese. It is almost like a Smorgasboard, I like to eat like that. Here one can get this special bread, it is VERY dry and crumbles. It is not really bread. I cannot describe it. But it goes well with cheese.

I brought up that Owe has been more Master this last week or so. I wanted to know if he had realised. Not that it is bad, but I kind of wanted to know if this is how it is now. Master said he had not realised, and my theory that he is a bit stressed and we are developing a situation like in fall, was a good observation. He thinks it is just a phase. Later, after dinner, we were just watching tv, he said he had thought about it. Did I want more discipline? I said I liked it, but to be honest, that is why I brought it up, I find it quite hard work. I do not think we both can keep it up, but I'd like to make it a regular thing, to have a period of time of more discipline. We agreed that we both enjoy that and we can introduce that. Master would determine when it happens, depending on his workload and how long it will be. Dear readers, it is all about communication. It was hard for me to bring it up, but I am very glad I did. It prevented us from slipping into that problem area, and we have agreed to a new level/stage of play/life/relationship.

At some point I will have to bring up sex with other people. At the moment I am very happy, especially after a morning like we had today, but I am used to being shared, and I quite liked it.