Thirty minutes later the waiter knocked discreetly on the door and entered pushing a trolley on which was our meal and a bottle of champagne in a bucket. My guide served me. He was precise, attentive and his gestures were somewhat amorous. I unzipped the bathrobe I had put on again after taking a quick shower. I dropped him to the floor and stayed naked next to him. He caressed me while eating. Once again the meal was excellent and ended with a few glasses of champagne which made me feel the desire. Seated face to face in the armchairs we looked at each other. He caressed my balls with his foot, it excited me and I had a hard-on. He leaned towards me and began to masturbate. I let myself go to pleasure. When he saw that I was going to come, he took my cock in his mouth and pumped me to the end. When I opened my eyes he was smiling at me. I replied to his smile "Thank you!" ". He helped me up from the armchair and took me in his arms "You are a good lover... ". We returned to the bed. He took me several times during the night, varying the positions. This guy was a sex beast!I pass over the day of Sunday which was in the same vein until 5 p.m. When we took the road back to Lyon, my ass was full of cum. In the toilet I had put toilet paper on my buttocks so as not to stain my clothes. I was exhausted and fulfilled. It was the first time that I enjoyed as much.He suggested that we meet regularly on weekends. I accepted the offer, knowing that I would have to work extra hard to keep up to date with college.Our idyll lasted until the beginning of April.One Sunday afternoon, before making love to me wonderfully once again, he took me in his arms and while stroking my face, said to me with a serious air: "Listen Alex, I tell you death in the soul, but we will not be able to continue our relationship. I'm starting to get attached to you. Unfortunately I have a function that condemns any sexual relationship. I'm a little...exposed. I have a lot to lose and I can't afford it…” Then after a moment of silence “Thank you for never asking me questions… You don't even know my first name! ". It was true… I never asked my lovers about their personal situation. I was interested in them in relation to the information they themselves gave me, never beyond that.Our trip back to Lyon was sad. When we got to where we were meeting at the corner of the rue de l'Universite, I noticed that he was crying. I put my hand on her thigh "I will always be available for you… Thank you for these wonderful weekends".I found Léo from time to time, sometimes with Tom, I returned several times to Sainte-Foy to Bruno and Louis. Towards the end of May I returned to the Brasserie without much conviction. Angelo rushed over when he saw me. "There's a very good gentleman who has already come several times and you weren't there!" ". I spread my arms in a sign of helplessness "I don't have to do that Angelo!" ". "He's been sent by two gentlemen from Sainte-Foy that you know..." and pointing to an elderly man sitting on a bench, "He's there!" ". Angelo led me to him and said obsequiously, "Sir, this is Alex, the boy you've been waiting for." The man stood up, he was tall, thin, elegant. He stood up and held out his hand to me across the table. "Call me Livio!" ". Frank handshake, eye to eye, Livio knew what he wanted. He gestured to the chair across from him and sat down. “Thank you Angelo! ". Angelo walked away reluctantly... "My friends from Sainte-Foy told me the greatest good things about you...". " Thanks... ". Without waiting he continued, "Here is my request, which is a little...special...I have to go to Burgundy for a rather special weekend...The place is idyllic, an old abbey, a jewel...". "And what's so special about this weekend...?" ". "We are a group of gentlemen of high lineage, old, wealthy, and we like the company of young men... We organize meetings from time to time in charming hotels, mansions, castles... Each of us comes with a young man whom he will make available to everyone… Have you ever had relations with a group of men? ". I nodded. He continued. “We demand total submission from our guests… You must obey, you are here to please your masters. You will wear a collar of submission and leather garments that will bear my arms...”. I frowned. “My coat of arms, my colors if you want. Everyone will know that you belong to me”. He raised his hand in a sign of appeasement. "Of course, this membership is temporary during the weekend...I hastened to say, "Let's start with the weekend!" ".He seemed to hesitate, looked at his watch and then said to me: "Do you have a few hours in front of you?" ". “It is Friday, I have nothing planned for this evening”. “Under these conditions I suggest you stay with me tonight. This will allow me to clarify the organizational arrangements.Know that you will not suffer anything that you have not previously accepted.He got up, I did the same. “I will take the time to give you accurate information so that you can make an informed choice of what to accept and what to refuse.A black car was parked a little behind. She stepped forward. I saw the driver's cap through the windshield. We got in the back. "We're going back," he said simply to the driver.The man in the cap replied, “Good sir! ". He crossed the Saône by the Kitchener bridge and turned right up the Saône by the quays. I was following the path with my gaze… Livio noticed this and leaned towards me. "I'm going to ask you to accept a little constraint...". He held in his hands a black mask. He positioned it in front of my eyes and said softly, "None of my young lovers know where I live." He lifted my chin and turning my head towards him he kissed me on the mouth. Long kiss without tongue penetration. "You are exquisite..." he told me.We sat side by side without saying anything. He caressed my thigh from time to time. I was thinking of the expression he had used, "gentlemen of high lineage..." Nobles?The driver drove at a moderate and steady pace. At one point he slowed down, turned to the right and stopped. I heard the sound of a gate being opened. Livio tells me “We are coming”. The car rolled down a gravel driveway and stopped. I heard the driver open his boss's door and soon after the door on my side opened. He helped me out of the car. " Come ". He took me by the hand and led me inside after climbing a few steps. I guessed a vast entrance hall. He said, "We're going to take the stairs." I used the ramp to guide me. It was cold… Marble? We took a few steps in a hallway upstairs, he opened a door and passing me in front of him he took off my mask. I blinked at the harsh light. My eyes got used little by little to discover that it came from a chandelier that sat in the middle of the room. I looked around the room. Large room luxuriously furnished, hangings, heavy curtains, a round table and chairs in the middle of the room. On the right an alcove with a double bed. My host gave me time to look at everything in detail, then he approached me and took me by the neck. "Come Alex." His gestures became more precise, he breathed more quickly… "Undress please…". What I did. He took my nipples with both hands and twisted them, I moaned… “Alex will have to define what your limits are, your desires of course, but above all what you accept and what repels you. I will give you a questionnaire to fill out in this regard. Waiting, He opened the drawer of a chest of drawers and took out leather outfits, various accessories, clips, leather and metal necklaces... He made me try on a certain number of outfits and fixed his choice on a kind of harness that the 'we put on like a vest, it went under the arms, above the nipples and in the back at the level of the shoulder blades. It made me look like a wrestler (at least that's what I imagined). He made me put on several kinds of leather briefs, most of them covering the sex and highlighting the buttocks with a simple strap that passed on either side of what was going to interest these gentlemen... He pass ...

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