Happy Birthday to TiedFeetGuy!

Well if you just jumped into this post before reading the title, today is TiedFeetGuy or TFG's birthday! You might remember him... after all, I've done some posts for him and some videos for him too.

Firstly, his blog isn't currently posting new content but nevertheless, you should check it out here! If you see a post on that blog that you like, please leave a comment on it. I will ask him if people have been posting comments... and if you haven't... I won't be happy with you.

Secondly, here's a little present for him! And you guys too, I suppose. Click on the pictures if you want to see the larger versions of them. Feel free to download them... don't put them on other sites, please. Unless you want to credit me, that would be awesome!

Anyway, happy birthday TiedFeetGuy!

Please leave a comment on this post!

Apparently... a few of you have been inspired by what me and Mark got up to. As a result, I'm going to give you  all the option of telling Mark your wonderful ideas.

So then, very simply, if you have any ideas that you want to give to Mark (for things he should do to me) just comment on this post.

We both agreed that this is the best way to contact him without me knowing the suggestions:

• I can let him know that there are suggestions for him to read.
• He's likely to check them as a result.
• It means he doesn't have to make his e-mail address public
• ...and so on

So, please, tell Mark your most evil ideas by commenting on this post. I won't judge you, I won't be reading them. If we meet up again, he might even make some of them a reality.

Meeting With Mark - Part 12/12

Master Mark thought he was going to do one last thing to his clean puppy.

I was ordered to wear just my boxers before the choke collar was put around my neck, duct tape over my eyes and mitts on my hands. I kneeled obediently just knowing that I was going to have to eat something.

Despite the blindfold, I had a very good idea that it was dog food... mainly from the smell.

It tasted awful... and the edition of some extremely spicy wasabi powder didn't help. Still, I ate most of it, like a good puppy.

  

After that, I helped Mark pack up all of his gear and that was pretty much it.

We're still chatting and wanting to meet up but we currently can't because our student timetables are fairly busy. Also, we're broke but we're looking at ways to deal with that problem.

I hope you enjoyed this little "series" and let's hope that I'm able to post more stuff like this again!

Meeting With Mark - Part 11/12

Master Mark decided that he was going to be a bit cruel. I was told to get undressed at to put on only my shorts and collar. Next, he took the cage out from under the bed and lined it with a bin bag... I knew that I was going to get messy. After that, I climbed into the cage before being handcuffed, gagged and blindfolded with duct tape.

Whilst unable to see, I heard him moving around, getting things ready before he asked me to pick numbers from 1 to 10. The numbers would decide what I got gunged with and no matter what I chose, I was going to get trashed with everything. Knowing this, I just chose numbers at random.

HP sauce (or brown sauce) was first to go over my hair, closely followed by shower gel.

Already hating it, I didn't want to choose anything else but I did anyway. I was ordered to look up as some ketchup went on my face.

I could tell Mark was enjoying this because as soon as he dumped something on me, he immediately asked me to choose again. It wasn't long before I had salad cream, mustard, mayonnaise, mint sauce, chilli-flavoured ketchup and more shower gel on me.

There was one thing left. Apparently, I'd managed to save the best for last... I was told to tilt my head up. I obeyed and waited anxiously. Suddenly, a big glob of something horrible landed on my face, it was warm and smelled like cheese. Turns out, he bought some yoghurt on the previous day and left it out on the window sill to rot.

I wasn't too keen on being messy at that point. Nevertheless, Mark left me there for a while whilst he worked, to sit in the filth.


After a while, he did let me have a shower to get cleaned up because he had to go back home soon... but not before doing one final thing.

Meeting With Mark - Part 10/12

After the foot worship, I wasn't satisfied. I was in charge so I was going to make the most of it.

Since Mark had decided to make me abstain from jerking off or even touching my cock, I felt like it needed a bit of attention...

I took off my jeans and put my feet back his face. Then I ordered him to put his feet on my cock and do a good job.

  

Surprisingly, even though he'd never done it before, Mark was a natural. After a little while, I felt like I had to jerk off... which got me feeling submissive again. Fortunately, Mark was feeling submissive at about the same time.


We got back into our usual roles and played around a bit. Then we got dressed and went somewhere to get some food.


When we got back, Mark was in charge again and I was his submissive pup, who was about to get very messy...

Meeting With Mark - Part 09/12

The next day...


I woke up slightly before Mark and to be honest, I wasn't in a mood to be a slave any more. I sneaked out of the bed and got some cable-ties. As soon as I tried to tie them around Mark's feet, he woke up.

Thankfully for me, he was feeling a bit submissive for once. So... I put on my usual dominant outfit of plaid shirt and jeans.

Immediately, I got revenge from last night and wrapped one of my nastiest socks around his head as a blindfold. After that, I lied on the bed and stuck my feet in his face for him to clean.

  

My Gunging Video

Recently, a few people have been messaging me and asking about this:

Let me do a bit of explaining before I get any more questions...

Firstly, I did not do this in my bathroom because as I mentioned before... it's too small and I'm still sharing it with someone. Instead, this happened at a like-minded friend's house.

Secondly, there are 2 videos to come although I'll be posting them within days of each other. Before this happens, I'll finish posting about me and Master Mark. I also have 2 unrelated videos to upload but I'm not sure if I will because you guys may not like them.

Thirdly, somebody else gunged me! Which was the first time I'd gotten a proper gunging although not the first time I'd been messed up. Mark got there first and I'm not necessarily talking about this.

This brings me onto my last point... I cannot show you the video now. It's not online and before it goes online, I have to edit it a lot since my gunger doesn't want his face to be in it.

What my computer looks like right now.

I hope you appreciate that editing 20 minutes of footage at a frame by frame rate is going to take me a while so please stop asking for it... It will be posted to the blog. You'll just have to wait.

Messy Teaser

If you have any questions, feel free to ask. Doesn't mean I'll answer them though...

Meeting With Mark - Part 08/12

After hurting me with the rubber bands, he rolled me onto my back and put a bin bag under my head. He asked if I want to know what it was like to be cum on. I nodded obediently.

Then I heard him take off his jeans and boxers before he knelt over my chest. I could tell that he was jerking off annoyingly close to my face, teasing that cockwhore in me...

Again, he asked if I wanted to get it in my face. I nodded obediently once more so he decided to cover my hair in talcum powder. He got off me and took a picture.

Whilst he was up, I could hear him going through my drawers, looking for something...

Then, he asked if I enjoyed it and wanted more. Of course, I nodded like an obedient slave and so he squirted something slimy over my hair and face which I later found out to be shower gel.

I knew that he was enjoying trashing my hair because he did it again with some shampoo. I clearly didn't mind either, that was until he did it again but with ketchup.

He knelt over me again and took another picture.

After that, he put the camera down because I could hear how aroused he was... but I refused to be a cockwhore no matter how much I wanted it.

As punishment, he did cum but without letting me see or taste his cock. Then, he forced me to clean myself up because he thought I was just disgusting.


After that, we were equals. We cuddled, watched a film together in bed and then went to sleep, mutually worshipping each others' feet.


Now, obviously I have to post parts 9, 10, 11 and 12. But since these happened the next day, I think you can wait a bit because the next day, we got up to some really fun stuff. Enjoy the blog in the mean time!

On Coming Out - Part 5

Since my last coming out post, I have come out to a few friends who all accepted it in different ways. They were all supportive though

I also recently came out to my mother... The good news is that she still loves me.

The bad news is that she's a bit disappointed with the fact that I am gay.

Furthermore, she doesn't fully appreciate that I was born like this so she thinks that I chose to be like this, that I chose to have all the problems associated with homosexuality.

All she seems to know about homosexuality are the stereotypes; mostly the negative ones... I tried to educate her over the phone but she wouldn't listen to it.

After that I was feeling very depressed but after speaking to my friends, I felt a bit better. Right now, I do feel a bit down but I'm not going to do anything regrettable.

The blog shouldn't be affected and if I have to stop posting for a while, I will give you guys notice.

Meeting With Mark - Part 07/12

Mark stood up, walked across the room and picked something up. I had no idea what it was because, of course, I was blindfolded and he didn't want to tell me.

I was then quite surprised when put things over each foot which felt quite tight but painful. After a few seconds I realised that they were rubber bands. I started getting nervous.

He sat in front of me with his feet in my face and put all the rubber bands in the packet on my feet. I could tell what he was going to do next but there was nothing I could do to stop it.

After that, my soles were sore and slightly marked from where the rubber had pushed into my skin.

Meeting With Mark - Part 06/12

With my hair still wet with spit, he ordered me to lie on kneel on the bed and put my hands behind my back. Again, he blindfolded me with duct tape but I could figure out what he was doing by now.

So it was no surprise when he used rope to tie my wrists to my ankles so that I was kneeling in a hog-tie position.

Without warning, he pushed me over so that my face hit the bed and there was no way for me to get up again.

In this vulnerable position, he rolled me over and took several pictures of me for you all to see.

Eventually, he decided that I looked best on my front so that he could see my feet, his handiwork on my wrists and ankles and his mark written on my back.

Since he knows I'm such a cockwhore, he was even nice enough to put his crotch in my face.

Unable to move, I lied there... helpless... and wondering what he was going to do to me next.

Meeting With Mark - Part 05/12

After worshipping Mark's feet for a while, I didn't like it so I moved away from him. For this, I was swiftly punished.

He tied my wrists together with duct tape and proceeded to cover my whole face in duct tape, leaving only my nostrils free so I could breathe. Blindfolded and gagged, he forced me into the cage, threw me his stinky shoe to sniff and left me there.

After a while of smelling his shoe, I eventually fell asleep...

...little did I know that he was using this opportunity to spit on my chest to see if that would wake me up. It didn't.

He grabbed the camera, ensured that the flash was on and took a picture.

The sudden brightness woke me up immediately, I jumped up in a confused state and tried to work out what was going on.

After this, he opened the cage out of what I thought was pity. Then, he took out my pillow to leave me underneath him, helpless and unaware of what he was planning.

Suddenly, I felt my face and hair covered in something wet and cold. My Master had taken a massive amount of drink in his mouth, swirled it around for a few minutes and spat it all over me.

Out of pity this time, he took the duct tape off my face and took another picture of his pathetic little pup.

I just wanted to say...

THANK YOU GUYS! Very recently, my videos reached 100,000 views!

To be honest, I'm surprised that I got this many views seeing as how I've only been making videos for 7 months. Also, most of my videos are unlisted. And I suppose that I do appeal to a very niche market.

Nevertheless, thank you! I suppose now that I'm on Xtube (oh sorry, didn't I mention that?) it'll be no time at all before I reach 1,000,000*

I think this proves that I have such a lot of awesome fans! After all, you guys are the main reason I started making videos and it's one of the reasons I still make them now... although I must admit, I still do the things I do because I love doing them.

So, once again, thank you guys so much. It's been an honour to entertain you.


*Massive sarcasm; if I do reach 1,000,000 videos views across all sites, I will be really surprised and may have to start wondering if I am actually a porn star in training.

"Emo Guy Gunged" Outtake

Now, after I posted the "Body Painting" Outtake, I received a few messages saying that you want to see the other outtakes. So then, here is the second most popular suggestion: the outtake / cleaning up of "Emo Guy Gunged".

Enjoy! The final outtake of "Playing With Pies" will be uploaded soon as well.

Meeting With Mark - Part 04/12

After licking Mark's crotch until my tongue was dry, he put down the camera and ripped off the duct tape. He asked if I was still up for licking something so I nodded obediently.

He took off my mitts and ordered me to set up the camera to film his feet. Quickly I did so, knowing what was coming next.

Once I'd done that, he put another piece of duct tape over my eyes and wrote "FOOTSLUT" on it. I got down on my knees as he started filming and let me find his feet to worship them.

Meeting With Mark - Part 03/12

After Mark let me out of the cage, he sat down. He put a pair of leather mitts on my hands so I couldn't use them. Like a submissive puppy, I started licking the front of jeans hard. He didn't mind so I grabbed his zipper with my teeth and pulled it down before looking to him for permission to continue.

His response was to put duct tape over my eyes so I couldn't see anything before he grabbed another Sharpie and wrote "COCKWHORE" on the blindfold. Then, he let me continue...