David pulled into the dimly lit parking lot of the motel. Ahead, he saw room 147 and the empty parking space in front as promised by Mark. Dave pulled into the spot and shut of his engine. He sat for a moment contemplating what he was about to do. Did he really want to have this encounter? He leaned back in his seat and looked down at this tightly leather clad and booted legs...
Three months flew by, and out of the blue, a letter arrived from the lawyers. Michael opened it with little concern. He had been told right at the start that the law moved slowly, and not to expect much to happen in a short time. As he read, his brow furrowed with confusion, and then his face lit up: The company had admitted responsibility, terminated Ken’s employment, and were...
Friday dawned, the ‘big day’ for Jeff’s confrontation with Ken, the bigoted supervisor who had sacked Michael and Tim. As he lay next to Michael in bed that morning, Jeff looked at the sleeping face of his man and a tremendous wave of joy rolled over him. Something made Michael stir, and his eyes fluttered open to find Jeff so close beside him. “Morning,” Michael muttered sleepily. ...
The next few days were hectic, to say the least. Jeff threw himself into this project with far more enthusiasm than anyone at the station had seen him exhibit in a long while. And still he was smiling and happy. More than one of his co-workers commented on the change that had come over him, and Suzie began to find herself pressed for more information, but she knew nothing and ...
The next day Jeff was still rapt with joy at having Michael move in. He planned a dozen things in his head, and excitedly showed Michael the basement he wanted to make into their ‘leather pit’. He started to explain how he would get Phillip to arrange things when Michael cut him off. “No,” he said with a force which made Jeff stop and look. “I don’t want Phillip doing this. This...
Back at work on Monday morning, Michael was still so exhilarated by the weekend, still so amazed at the incredible experience of pure, natural sex and the unbelievable rush of emotion in realising that he loved Jeff and that Jeff loved him that he failed to notice the lack of usual bullying from his co-workers. It was only after lunch, when his supervisor asked him to get some...
They idled away the rest of the morning and the early afternoon lying around the pool, swimming occasionally, or resting against each other and enjoying the view of the harbour. It was wonderful doing nothing, yet doing it together, and they were both completely contented, and so comfortable with each other. Late in the afternoon, Michael was lying stretched out in the lee of the...
The next day Michael was back at work as usual. If it weren’t for the new clothes hanging in his closet, he could easily have convinced himself that the weekend had all been a dream, so far removed was it from his day-to-day existence. Nothing had changed in the ‘real world’, yet he constantly thought of Jeff, of the incredible sex they had had, and of the special man behind the...
They relaxed again, and Jeff lay back with his head on Michael’s lap, as Michael ran his fingers over Jeff’s body playfully. Staying there for hours, they chatted easily, confiding in each other, both finding it a strange but welcome relief to be able to open up completely to another person. Finally, around 2.00 am, Jeff began to get restless. “Do you need to be somewhere?” Michael...
Jeff Shaw reclined in his chair, swiveled around and stared at a huge billboard across the street, from which his own smiling face stared back at him. “He’s on YOUR side!” declared the banner below his chin. He groaned inwardly. He had made a living out of exposing rip-off merchants and con men, to the extent that he had been given his own weekly television show, and had developed a ...
John woke dreamily and raised his hands to his eyes to rub the sleep from them. “Strange,” he thought, “feels like leather on my…” POW! His brain shifted into gear as his mind flooded with the memories of yesterday, the day of his transformation. He wet his lips with his tongue as he remembered the electric feeling of total transformation from a lonely lad to a Leather Lord. He...
John couldn’t quite remember what gave him the urge to do it, but he just came to the conclusion that it had to be done. So, it was into the bathroom, a good soaking and soaping in the tub, and then he took a deep breath, reached out for his razor and carefully and methodically shaved his cock and balls until they were smooth and completely hairless. Wow, what a feeling! He...
The early light made the window shade appear to glow and Mike in his half-asleep state sensed the change. He stirred a bit and felt, as he usually did, his erect cock pressing against the sheet beneath him. The clock on the nightstand read 6:04am; the alarm hadn’t gone off. But, of course: it was Saturday. Stretching and then reaching between his legs, Mike grasped his erection in...
It all began with a pair of damaged dressage boots - Rick's favorite. Knowing there were a lot of suppliers of custom boots on the Internet, Rick began a search for a new pair made to his specifications. After querying “custom men's boots," a list of thousands of sites appeared on Rick's screen. Several looked interesting and he began to browse through them. A site listing "Custom...
The antique boot-black stand had resided in the back of the shop for months, the varnished oak of the massive platform and the polished brass foot brackets almost glowing in restored newness. The soft black leather upholstery of the huge throne-like oak seat invited one to sit and stretch out their booted feet onto the foot brackets and lean back relaxing while a kneeling boot-black...
“Fuck, what’s that?” Terry said out loud to the empty alley. He’d kicked something in the darkness -- something hard -- and almost stumbled as he did. Bending down and peering more closely at his feet, he found a pair of boots. Looking around quickly, he found the place deserted, no one in sight. The boots were tall, black leather, and seemed to be in good condition. Picking them up ...
Private Club for Men into Serious Leather, meet last Sunday each month’ said the small, classified advert in one of the gay papers, giving an address. My curiosity was aroused immediately. Today was Sunday, the last of the month, wasn’t it? Yep. Just how private, and just how serious? I decided to give the place a visit and see for myself. Determined to show I was ‘into serious...
[Author's note: This chapter of ‘Work It Out’ was specifically requested by Rick, a muscle leatherman who is a fan of my writing. Rick came up with the idea for the scene, and asked for a specific position that the guys get into. If you prefer the idea of the four guys staying friends but not getting back together in a group scene again, don't read this story. Otherwise, enjoy!] ...
Take It Or Leave It – Satisfaction When I woke again, it was still dark. The candles had burnt out, and I sensed rather than saw that the sky outside was just beginning to lighten. I was still encased in my leather harness, and as I moved a little, I felt the dried remains of last night’s mind-blowing experience scratchy on my skin. My head was resting against his leg, the supple...
He carefully cleaned, dried and oiled our leathers, and I admired the way he looked after them, as he stood there naked and proud. Finishing, he pulled the chaps back on again, smoothing them over his legs and fastening them into position. With the gleaming leather gripped tightly around his muscled legs, and the bands of leather on his arms, he truly looked a formidable sight, and...
I slept well that night, and woke up feeling surprisingly good. The ‘kennel’ was not cramped at all, and the pile of rags made a passable bed. I was stirring enough to be alert when I heard a whistle from within the house. Responding to his signal, I crawled from my kennel and stretched quickly before hurrying around to the front of the cottage and up the steps, waiting on hands...
The next morning I woke suddenly, a tingling sensation in my dick irritating me into consciousness. In the first few seconds of waking I panicked, struggled vainly at the chains holding my arms in place and fell back onto the rough blankets where I had slept. He was bending over me, having just finished tying a piece of leather thong tightly around the girth of my cock, just below the...
Crunnnchh! Suddenly I was jolted out of the thoughts buzzing around in my head about sales targets, budgets and stock problems. The car came to a grinding halt and a sickening feeling grew in the pit of my stomach. The noise from the motor had sounded very serious, and the way the engine died seemed to spell a permanent stop. “Fuck!” I declared loudly to the empty land around me. ...
Rob and I had been around each other all of our lives. All through high school we shared classes and the same interests: horses, equestrian competition and the high boots and glossy leather that went along with it. I suppose that we each suspected that the other was gay for a long time but we pretended to not notice. Which, for me, was extremely difficult as I found Rob to be...
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