Cuddling on the
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IML 2010 was my 3rd IML and the best one I’ve been to so far. Yes, IML is a sex-filled, heathenistic paradise, but that wasn’t what made it so great. It was all the people that I met, in great part because of Facebook, Twitter and other online sites.

My roommate for the weekend was a sexy beast I’d originally met on BigMuscle, but had never had a chance to meet up with. He’s an awesome guy and we had a lot of fun over the weekend. This is the second time I’ve roomed with someone I’ve never met, and both times it’s turned out great. Maybe I’m just lucky though.

The Vendor Market this year was a little sparse. The booths that were there were great, but many porn studios (outside of the bareback ones) were missing. There were a few others I noticed that were missing too.

The parties this year were just as good as always. Some of my friends threw a CODE party for the first time. It was the only naughty party officially hosted in the hotel. They’re going to be having more at other events over the year too.

Apparently my work at the gym and with my trainer had paid off. I seemed to be getting a LOT more attention this year than past year. I definitely wasn’t complaining. Something I also realized this year is that I’m not that great at getting guys back up to my room. I’m an expert flirter and will do most anything in public, but suck at closing the deal.

IML is my favorite event of the year, and I highly recommend everyone go at some point in time. Even if you’re not big into leather/kink, it’s worth it to experience.

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IML is less than a day away for me and for many it’s already begun. It’s a time of year for leathermen and everyone else to get together for a grand time – from the parties to the vendor mart to late night rendezvous. Last year I had the fortune of meeting Mr Marcus while just sitting in the lobby of a floor. I was hoping to talk with him again this year, but he has since passed.

For me, IML is about seeing my old friends and meeting new friends. Yes, I may have sex with some, but the best part are the friendships that last years. Mistakes are made and things are learned, but it’s a great time.

One of the hardest parts of getting ready for IML is the packing. I was/am a Boy Scout so I still have the mentality of Be Prepared. Those pesky airlines and their 50 lbs weight limit don’t agree with that philosophy so it’s a fun game of balancing desires – what toys to bring, what gear, do I bring clothes…

If you’re going, let me know. I’m always up for meeting readers, even if just briefly. Also, feel free to send me any stories you have from IML and I’ll post them throughout the weekend.

(Sorry for the lack of photos)

Last weekend I competed for the Gulf Coast Leather Sir title at the Dallas Eagle. It was a truly amazing experience, and something that has helped me grow as a person.

Leading up to the contest I met and talked with a lot of people for advice, suggestions and just general confidence boosting. No amount of preparation had prepared me for the weekend I embarked on. Everything was extremely valuable, but as with most things, experiencing it and being told about it are still two very different things.

There were a total of 4 contestants. Sir Dan was my competition for the Sir title, boy Scott was competing for the boy title, and Kristen was competing for the Community Boot Black title. As you can see, I was the only one with actual competition. The others were mostly competing to prove themselves, and they did an amazing job at it. There ended up being a total of 10 judges including all ILSb/ICBB 2010 title holders, and many local leathermen and leatherwomen from the Dallas community.

This title and the ILSb titles are more of a “players” titles. They are target at those that are truly kinky fuckers that love sex, compared to the IML title which is more of a political title.

Friday night the contestants got to the Dallas Eagle around 7:30 for a Meet and Greet with the judges. It was an opportunity to introduce yourself to the judges and let them to to know you. One of the judges, DVNC, scared the hell out of me when I first met her while there were others I immediately connected with. Over the weekend though, I’d get to know them all better and they’d get to discover that I’m more than just a 26 yr old “puppy”.

The schedule for Friday was an extremely low-stress one, but I had another reason to be stressed out. The boy that I had found online and was going to use for a couple portions of the contest on Saturday had vanished. So I used every resource I had, and any helping hand I could to find some boys. I did manage to find amazing boys for both parts.

Friday night I was also educated by Solitaire and her slave (I believe), that in Old Guard traditions, jock straps are not appropriate to wear under jeans. This was news to me, but she was more than willing to cut it off. Just an FYI, it sounds like a jockstrap would come off a lot easier than one might imagine. It’s easier to just drop your pants when you do it.

The night came and went, leaving me to twist and turn in my bed all night. I couldn’t sleep past 6:30am and got some breakfast. I spent the morning before everything started working on my speech more. Before the contest, I was the most worried about my fantasy scene and the demo portion. Once I actually got there I was the most worried about my speech.

The afternoon contained the interview and non-judged demo portions of the contest at the Dallas Eagle. All while there were different bdsm/leather workshops going on.

I was the second to be interviewed. They called me into a section of the Eagle that had been portioned off with all 10 judges seated at a table. One of my mentors had told me to shake every judges hand before and after the interview. It was also a fun game to try to remember all their names. I actually did better than I imagined. The interview was supposed to be 10 minutes, but they allowed it to go over. After about the 4th questions, all my nerves and stress just faded away for rest of the weekend. I had some big problems with history questions, such as:

• What important event happened in 1969? (Stonewall)
• When was the Leather Pride flag created? (1989 by Tony DeBlase)
• How do you prefer to play – RACK or SSC? And what do they mean? (I knew RACK [Risk Aware Consensual Kink] and what SSC was about, but didn’t know SSC meant Safe, Sane and Consensual)

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In just a week I’ll be in Dallas doing the interview portion of the Gulf Coast Leather Sir contest. I turned in my application earlier this week and I’m very excited to do it.

 

Just getting to this point has been a very interesting and enlightening experience. I’ve been introduced to so many people and many more people even sought me out through this blog, Twitter and word of mouth. I’ve heard many different perspectives and opinions on contests like this, the history of them and many other topics you might not imagine.

As I’m writing this, I actually just got done talking with a friend for a couple hours that has had some contest experience and he was graciously willing to help me out. He gave me some great perspective and things to think about. He helped me to feel a lot more confident about and prepared for what is coming ahead.

I don’t know everything that I’m getting myself into, but that’s how life works and what makes it interesting. The challenges, differences and experiences are what makes doing new things in life exciting.

Here’s the bio I wrote, with the help of boy Dave to go in the program with the picture above:

Since moving to Austin, TX from his Midwestern roots in Minnesota, Chris has been growing as a member of the leather community.  The experience has felt very natural for him, especially with a helping hand from other leathermen.

Chris enjoys learning from those around him and educating others about the leather community and lifestyle.  He especially finds it rewarding discussing the diverse experiences and perspectives every individual brings to the community.  His blog – WildCuddler.com – serves as both a means of educating and exchanging views about the leather lifestyle.

Too late to change it, but it gives a pretty good and brief perspective of who I am, and part of why I do this blog.

Well, over the next week I have to prepare all my clothes (or lack there of), the White Collar fantasy scene portion, my demo, the speech, and think about any potential interview questions/answers. It’ll be a good experience

I left one part of my story about Esprit de Corps out when I wrote it because it requires its own blog post.

While relaxing in the kitchen I was talking to a group of guys, one of which was a fucking hot stud that I had seen the night before at dinner with his partner – Master David. I was pretty much eye-fucking him the entire time I was talking with them. He was yummy. I was even watching him earlier when he was getting single-tailed. His name is Dave, but he’s boy Dave in my head.

One of the guys in the group asked me what I was into and I started listing things off. When I mentioned spanking, boy Dave perked up and asked “You like spanking boys?” And of course I agreed. boy Dave then asked if I wanted to spank a boy now… I was more than happy to oblige. I grabbed my toy bag and we headed into the dungeon area. What came next is an experience I’ve never had before. Usually I’ll go into detail about everything that happened, but that’s just not possible for 2 reasons – one, I don’t remember everything because it lasted for about 3 hrs and two, that wasn’t what made this experience so fucking amazing.

I knew boy Dave liked spanking, but I had to find out if he liked nip and ball torture (my favorites) too. Turns out he didn’t, but do you really think that would stop me… fuck no! I was going to go straight to the spanking, but I had a toy bag full of stuff, some of which had never been used.

I think I had already worked my way into his head in the time it took us to get to the dungeon and look through my toy bag a bit because after some touching and me exploring his body some, I had him laying down with a vice on his balls. Remember, he doesn’t like ball torture… lol. Well, after that we proceeded to vacuum pump his cock and balls then hang about 7 lbs of weight from his balls and some nipple torture.

boy Dave isn’t a pain pig by any means. Normally he’s just a guy that likes to get spanked and disciplined, but I was able to get him into a truly submissive mind-space where he just wanted to please me at almost any cost. It’s amazing too what whispering the words “good boy” in his ear did for both of us. He was a very good boy and took what I gave him very well, but those words are like crack – just as his response of “Thank you Sir” was for me.

With some boys, they are an object for me to beat, but with boy Dave we were more of one unit working together to see how far and intense things could go. I was torturing him, but there was lots of physical and eye contact going on. I would frequently hold him against my chest.

We would have never been able to go through an experience like this if he didn’t trust in me, and at the same time I trust that he would be honest with me. I didn’t force him to do any of the ball torture and gave him many opportunities out.

At one point he told me all the colors were more vibrant. It happens when your endorphins are going and things are going well, so I was extremely pleased to hear it from boy Dave.

After we had finished up with the ball and nip torture, we moved to where things were supposed to go from the start – spanking. And boy Dave is extremely enthusiastic about spanking. I strapped his balls into a humbler to prevent him from squirming too much and keep has ass out for me. It’s also nice if I want to play with his balls too. After quite a bit of spanking and paddling we moved onto the stun gun, and boy was that fun watching him squirm. We did take off the humbler before the stun gun because with the jerking it causes, I didn’t want his balls ripped off.

Throughout the entire second half, we maintained physical contact – him to me and me to him. With boy Dave that was very important to me, both as a way to check in and make sure he’s doing alright, and to feel his energy.

I’ve often heard Tony Buff and Derek da Silva talk about the connection and bond that forms when doing this type of play. I’d never felt what they described until that afternoon. If play time wasn’t over, we would have done a lot more and definitely taken a couple hours for cuddling afterwards.

We ended up hanging out the rest of the night too and it’s because of him I didn’t get home to Austin till 2am, but it was all well worth it. I even got a chance to get to know his Master who is amazing and hot, Master David. I have a feeling I’ll be seeing them both very soon!

Also, check out the CODE event in DC co-hosted by Master David, and the best spanking event in DC hosted by boy Dave

Esprit de Corps is a weekend long event hosted by the Dallas Discipline Corps (DC) and includes 3 play parties, a dinner and some social time at the Dallas Eagle. About the closest I’ve ever come to attending anything like this is the Magnitude party during Folsom, but that was a far cry from how this weekend ended up.

Being new to everything I only attended the Saturday dinner and the Sunday play party. It was my amazing sponsor, Dave, who helped me out throughout the weekend and allowed me to attend the weekend. I very much look forward to getting to know him more. I am very glad that one of my friends connected me with him. They’ve both been a great help.

My first challenge of the weekend was what to wear to the leather dinner on Saturday. Dave suggested that I wear my chaps, leather vest, a white dress shirt and tie. Later he found out a t-shirt and vest would be fine, but as I was new I figured I would dress to impress. I ended up being dressed on the upper side, but wasn’t out of place.

The dinner was really nice and I met many great people there, but I was mostly in an observation mode. It wasn’t until after dinner at the Dallas Eagle that I got to know more of the DC members. Everyone was extremely friendly. It was a fantastic night and even better I got to see some more of my Dallas friends.

There was some general kink/leather talk which was very interesting to listen too. Also, many people approached me saying they’d seen this blog or my recon profile, which was awesome to hear. I really don’t expect people I don’t know to read my blog, but I’m glad you do!

I just woke up a bit before the play party started, so I grabbed some food, then headed that way. Dave, my sponsor, sent me the address. The space is in a warehouse that looks much different on the inside than outside. Inside there was an office area, kitchen and social area with some food, then the play space which had many rooms. The main part of the play space consisted of 2 large dungeon-like areas with slings, St Andrew crosses, floating bondage tables, fisting benches, puppy cages and other things you’d just have to see. There were also some scene rooms, such as a medical room, classroom and a prison room.

Dave hadn’t arrived yet, but Mike, another very nice DC member I met, gave me a tour of the space as well as covering different protocols and rules. I was really surprised at how comfortable I felt being there. I had expected to be nervous, but the energy of everyone around was very comforting and welcoming.

Once things got going, I went back into the dungeon and watched some of the scenes going on. Over the day I saw everything including fisting, single-tails, mummification and other things that need far more of an explanation.

I had been relaxing for a bit and chilling in the social area for a bit too when I found an older muscle guy. We talked for about 10 seconds, then went into the medical room where he had a massage table. Yes, if you offer me a message and I like you, it takes almost no convincing to get me naked on a table. We did a lot of what I call Muscle Play – flexing, pinning, punching, etc. Didn’t really get into any BDSM type stuff though. I had a good time, but I didn’t feel a strong connection. I think a HUGE part of that was my expectations for the party. Likely, in a different time and place, things would have been truly amazing.

After we got cleaned up, it was time to watch some more scenes and chat with the guys some more. During the chatting, I found a super hot guy that I had spied at the dinner the night before. He had come with his Sir from Washington DC, and they were both very fucking hot. I was talking the boy Dave and it turns out his Sir was elsewhere at the time, so we headed into the dungeon area. The rest of my story with boy Dave is definitely going to need to be another blog post.

After play time, there was dinner at a local Mexican joint, then went to the Dallas Eagle to talk with boy Dave and his Sir, David some more. A couple other guys had come too and chatted with them. I ended up leaving Dallas at 11pm for the 3 hr drive back to Austin. It was a fantastic weekend.

Now I did make some mistakes through the weekend, and I’m sure I don’t even know what some of them are. I’d like to apologize to everyone and ask for  forgiveness. Life is a journey of learning and I’d prefer to be helped along that journey with a caring hand and wise wisdom.

If you’re looking for a dirty, nasty, sex-filled post, you better stop reading now. I’m still going to be in SF for one more night, but staying with a friend (thanks Buck/PC) in SSF and I don’t think it’s going to be sex-filled.

 

I shared the weekend with my good friend Shane from Dallas. He used to live in Austin, but ran away. We went down to the Castro and grabbed some dinner at Firewood. It’s a decent place and almost every SF local will mention it for dinner in the Castro. After dinner we met up with Buck, PC and some of their friends at 440/Daddies to relax and catch up.

After a quick costume change back in our hotel, the Carriage Inn (very nice hotel – I’d recommend it), we headed to Chaps II because the line for Powerhouse was like 2 blocks long. I might have made out with a couple guys and gotten my cock sucked a little, but still just went back to the hotel with my friend Shane.

Saturday included breakfast at Mel’s Dinner, then I went off the the BigMuscle(Bears) party. It’s my favorite party of the weekend usually because it’s in the afternoon, people haven’t gotten high on the drugs yet, and there are tons of hot guys that are nice. I met Andy, one of the owners of BM/BMB. He was very nice.

I also did meet a nice little kinky muscle stud at the party that I brought back to my hotel. We played around a bit, but it was cut short because my roommate came back to the room. He was a really nice guy too. If I lived in SF, I definitely would have enjoyed spending some more time with him. Luckily I did see him a couple more times throughout the weekend.

That night I went to Magnitude, which is split between a dance/circuit party and a sex party. It was alright, but people weren’t very friendly. I actually found the same was true of the Real Bad party Sunday night. People seemed to be very focused on their friends, or getting some sex. There was no room to meet new people.

People at the Folsom Street Fair on Sunday were very friendly though. It was a great time, filled with so many friends from all around the world, and also some space to meet new friends. There’s always the freaks out there wearing something crazy, but it’s what makes Folsom fun, and we’re all crazy in our own way.

I didn’t see too much naughty stuff going on, maybe some cock sucking, but that’s it. There were also reports of a guy jacking off one of the roofs which I’ve seen in past years. The music on the different stages was pretty good this year. Normally there are some crazy bands that are only at Folsom because they’re gay, but this year was pretty good.

After the street fair and some food we went to the Real Bad party which I already mentioned. It’s pretty strictly a leather circuit party. There’s some fondling that goes on, but that’s about it. I only stayed a couple hours, then went back to the hotel and crashed.

Here we are at today… just chilling and relaxing after the weekend. Hung out with Moby and Shane most of the afternoon.

The whole weekend was nice. It was great to see so many people, including known and unknown followers of my blog and Twitter.

Let me know what you thought of my Dore Alley recap in my last post, so I can make similar posts better in the future. Leave any comments if you have some too

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I’ve been naughty and haven’t given y’all and update on all the shenanigans at Dore Alley (officially called Up Your Alley now). Here it is with pictures.

Friday
My flight out of Austin was at 6am (yes, way too fucking early), which meant I had to be up at 4am. Keep in mind I was going to SF, which is a 2 hr time change meaning that I woke up at 2am SF time. My flight arrived at about 8am and my awesome (and hot) friend Buck picked me up from the airport. This was only the 2nd time I’ve met Buck in person, but we’ve been chatting nearly every day for about 2-3 yrs now.

Buck and his man live is South SF in a great little apartment right near the BART. He showed me all the sights of SSF and we got some food. Then I whooped his ass in Halo 3 for a bit till his man PC got home from work. Not only is PC a hottie too, but he has a hot uniform

Much more and pics after the jump…

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