Ultimate shoulder rides

I'm young like david, which is also my name. I'll ride anyone male or female, but I warn  you, I'll ride you hard, very hard.

Here's what I meant by 'ride hard'. I make my bearer bring me a whip and present it to me on his or her knees. When I mount my bearer, I go over the commands I'll give: 'a kick in the ribs on the left means turn right, on the right turn left, 'and when I kick you with both heels it means 'go', and if you're already going it means you have to carry me faster.' I ride along, enjoying the feeling of power it gives me to make you carry me, your body straining under the weight of mine, commanding you with my bare legs - did I mention I always wear brief shorts to ride? - but keeping my whip in reserve. In time I can feel your shoulders sagging under my weight. That's when I order you: 'Carry me faster!' Of course you're tiring badly and can hardly keep going at all. So that's when I say: 'I'll punish you for not going faster.' I lift my whip and lash your bare back. 'Take that!' I say. I love to feel you shuddering in pain between my bare legs. You're exhausted, but I make you carry me all the way home.

Careful, there is definitely only one user with the name "david" in this community. this user posted all three messages in this thread.

ok .............. So, I re-write my previous mail : I love Mary's riding style, and I believe you are very fortunate, David ! Now I'm still puzzled by your "bi" riding addiction, both "under" a female, and "on" a male !!! I had the impression that, usually, it was either/or ....... So, maybe you are a twice fortunate man !!

hmmm...
you are a temptress
but I am afraid of pain

david wrote:

Here's what I meant by 'ride hard'. I make my bearer bring me a whip and present it to me on his or her knees. When I mount my bearer, I go over the commands I'll give: 'a kick in the ribs on the left means turn right, on the right turn left, 'and when I kick you with both heels it means 'go', and if you're already going it means you have to carry me faster.' I ride along, enjoying the feeling of power it gives me to make you carry me, your body straining under the weight of mine, commanding you with my bare legs - did I mention I always wear brief shorts to ride? - but keeping my whip in reserve. In time I can feel your shoulders sagging under my weight. That's when I order you: 'Carry me faster!' Of course you're tiring badly and can hardly keep going at all. So that's when I say: 'I'll punish you for not going faster.' I lift my whip and lash your bare back. 'Take that!' I say. I love to feel you shuddering in pain between my bare legs. You're exhausted, but I make you carry me all the way home.

I guess it's a little confusing.  There seem to be at least THREE Davids in the group, including me, except that I have a different username.  What isn't different is that I love riding other men, and riding strong women who have no trouble with my 170 lb is a real turnon too.

David