From cruising I met my Master, Daddy, Lord...

This story began by pure chance and still gives me great moments of pleasure to this day. It's about how I met my current master, daddy, sir, or papi (these are the nicknames I use to call him depending on the moment and occasion).

Before anything, I should introduce myself. I'm a 33-year-old guy, of medium or even slightly below-average height, slender, with a good, toned body, short brown hair, and a three-day beard. People usually say my face is a mix between a good guy's face and a total pervert's face.

I'm a married guy... yes, it's a shame, and some might say I'm an asshole. But every now and then, I get that feeling of being on the edge of the abyss and biting the forbidden apple, doing with other guys everything I don't dare to do in my marriage. Since I was very young, I've tried these situations of cruising with strangers, of letting myself be used by mature guys, of pushing limits and getting out of vanilla sex. Although I live enamored with my husband, sometimes that little devil inside me comes out, and I let my most slutty, submissive, and usable version come out.

This whole story started last September, during those first days back at work, which had me more stressed than usual. Whenever I'm stressed, I usually end up bringing out my most sexual side to calm the stress with endorphins and a bit of dopamine generated by orgasms. Being in that stressful situation, I scheduled a morning where I could sneak away from work without anyone noticing until lunchtime to go cruising at La Finca de Papá. It was the last days of summer, and the temperature was ideal for spending the morning there being used by strangers.

I arrived around 11:00 am and ventured into the first trees in front of the parking lot of the Geography and History faculty (I think that a few years ago, when I was a university student, there was more action in this area, and now guys prefer to go more towards the Informatics faculty area). As I usually do, the first thing I did was take a reconnaissance walk around the entire area to see the people and, once seen, choose where to start.

Maybe it was too early, but the scene was very slow, with barely two older gentlemen who didn't particularly catch my attention and who I thought were more into jerking off than into releasing their load. I thought maybe I should have gone to another cruising spot or a sex shop. But then a young guy appeared, who should have been a university student around 25 years old, a bit taller than me, with wavy brown hair, white skin, and a toned body. He came wearing his sunglasses and almost automatically, as we saw each other, he approached me. I felt that impulse of adrenaline in my stomach that we all feel when cruising, that moment when your body says "heat up, you're on." Indeed, as we approached, I grabbed his ass, and he had a good ass. He planted a kiss on me - well, okay, I thought, although it's not what I usually look for in these places. Aft...