The very next afternoon, Pete and Steve met up again at the gym after work. Since their schedule for the week had been thrown out of whack, they decided to make their next session the Thursday evening instead of their usual Wednesday night slot. As they headed for the expanders, Steve nudged Pete, pointing. Already there, sweating against a heavy load on a leg curl machine, was Mike. ...
Pete and Steve had become regular fuck-buddies. Pete’s introduction to the delights of leather sex with Steve’s help had opened a whole new world to him, and he had happily procured his own gear, tailored and fitted to his body so that it looked great and felt fantastic. His curiosity had been aroused by seeing his friend, Mike, leathered and hot, building a relationship with Neale,...
[Note: this story is a ‘spin-off’ from my story “Leather Lovers”, and was inspired by generous comments and a suggestion from Rick, a hot leather muscle guy, and one of my regular and appreciative readers.] Pete had known Mike for years. They had met at the gym, and had become good friends, often going out together for a drink, catching up with a group of others and enjoying the...
It had been a busy fortnight. My company had sent me to Melbourne to sort out some problems in the regional office there, and that had meant two weeks of solid work, but by that Thursday night I had resolved the difficulties and had everything back up and running like clockwork, almost a week earlier than expected. My grateful supervisor had told me to take the following day off, and ...
Nerd or Not Iainlthr@hotmail.com For some reason that had escaped me, I seemed to be the ‘golden-haired boy’ at the firm where I worked. Sure, I had been blessed with good looks, which I maintained by working out at the gym regularly and, modesty aside, I did seem to have the kind of personality that allowed me to mix easily in almost any crowd. But I still had difficulty...
Leather Lovers - Pt 8 Iainlthr@hotmail.com With everything we needed to construct our ‘fantasy room’, Mike and I couldn’t wait to get started on it. We pulled up the carpet in the room easily enough, and found a smooth concrete floor underneath. He wanted to leave it as is and paint it, but I pointed out that the cement would get cold and rough on bare skin, considering what we were...
Continuity Iainlthr@hotmail.com I saw him enter the bar, and knew him straight away. Not personally, of course, but I knew his type. Curious, uncertain, knowing he wanted to try something but not even sure exactly what that something was. He wore a pair of snug fitting faded denim jeans and a tight white t-shirt under a black leather jacket. Just enough to almost fit in with the...
Leather Lovers, Part 7 Iainleather@hotmail.com Mike and I had been together now for about four and a half months. During that time we had discovered so much about each other, likes and dislikes and yet we still had so much more to find out. We’d moved in together and explored our passionate side, shared our secret fantasies and begun living them out, falling more and more in love...
Leather Lovers, Part 6 Iainlthr@hotmail.com Mike and I didn’t make love that night. After rushing around all week moving him in and making all the usual adjustments, we were tired out. Added to that, the stress of the HIV test and the waiting and wondering, even though we expected the good news, had drained us both. When we were both given a clean bill of health, it felt like the...
Leather Lovers, Part 5 Iainlthr@hotmail.com Mike and I had gone together to the clinic and both been tested for HIV. Within a week we had the results: we both were clear. We had both expected the result, had both been careful for a long, long while now, yet it was always still a concern during that time between the test and the results, always a worry that at some time a condom ...
A career move had necessitated my moving to a community on the central California coast. Prior to the move I took care to find a real estate agent from the gay community who located a unit in a primarily gay condominium complex very much to my liking. Upon moving in I was delighted to find that my neighbors were all single and obviously gay – including an incredibly gorgeous guy ...
Jim’s Closet Iainlthr@hotmail.com Jim was gay. He knew it, and it made him miserable. He was still well and truly ‘in the closet’, with the door firmly locked. He lived in a small town community where everyone knew each other and where secrets weren’t easily kept, but he had kept his. Years ago he had realised that he was attracted to other men, but the lewd and often harsh comments...
The Leather Slave I have always been curious about the leather scene, wondering what it would be like to go to a leather club. Until recently I had only been able to imagine what it would be like. I now had the chance to find out. A few weeks ago I had moved to the city from the country. I was staying with some friends for a short time until I was able to find work and a place to...
Leather Lovers, Part 4 Iainlthr@hotmail.com Over breakfast on Sunday morning, Mike and I reminisced on the events of the day before: the pure exhilaration of showing off in the bar, and coming home to make love urgently, powerfully. We discussed the things we had seen in the leather boutique yesterday afternoon, the clothing and toys they offered, and how much we would both like to...
Leather Lovers, Part 3 Iainlthr@hotmail.com It was well into the afternoon when we left Mike’s flat. The morning’s lovemaking hadn’t tired me at all. In fact, I felt exhilarated, horny, just being with him. We jumped on a train to take the few stops to my home, chatting the whole time. As he talked, Mike had a habit of touching – suddenly grabbing my arm, or putting his hand on my...
A LONG WEEKEND Iainlthr@hotmail.com A hand grabbed my forehead, and another twisted my arm up behind my back without warning. I tried to call out but my mouth was instantly covered by the glove of whoever had attacked me. Struggling, I felt warm breath on the side of my neck, the roughness of an unshaved chin, a hissing in my ear… “Don’t try to fight, cocksucker! I won’t hurt you if...
Chris woke knowing that today was going to be the day he would finally be able to satisfy his yearning to enter “The Tank” and experience the full leather bar scene. Today was his twenty-first birthday and he would spend the day preparing himself for his entry into the world of leather, dominant studs and fantasy sex. Chris had been on the edge of this world since pre-puberty when he ...
A NEW BEGINNING, Conclusion Together they descended the stairs to the basement. No daylight came here, and the dim illumination of a single globe barely lit it. The two men had come to their basement, their ‘playroom’, after having dressed each other in the most erotic, all encompassing leather harnesses chaps and gear that they loved so much. They had pledged their love for each...
A NEW BEGINNING, Part 2 Iainlthr@hotmail.com Tim woke, startled and confused. Where was he? What was this binding around his chest? And then he remembered, and smiled happily to himself. The horror of the last few weeks, losing his partner, his home, his car and his job had driven him to a labouring job for a removal company. That in turn had led him to discover a treasure trove of...
I had drifted off to sleep easily, wrapped in Mike’s arms, feeling oh so comfortable, and so satisfied with our lovemaking. When I woke, it was quite late for me. Around 10 in the morning, but his arms were still there, holding me tight. His harness and chaps, my leather pants, were thrown around the floor, removed after our hot session last night (or was that early this morning?)....
A NEW BEGINNING Tim had had a bad day. In fact, he’d had a bad month. His lover of three years had suddenly announced that it wasn’t working any more at the beginning of the month. Not that Tim was particularly upset. They hadn’t been seeing eye to eye for quite some time, it just came as a surprise that he didn’t want to work at solving the problems. Then the landlord had...
It was just another Friday night, same as all the others. Nothing special planned for the weekend and nothing exciting on the horizon. For quite a while I had been feeling as if something was missing, as if there had to be more than the endless round of work Monday to Friday and spending the weekends alternating between bars and beds, always looking for something but never really ...
As I approach the clubhouse I think of my duties. Tonight I am to be the Bootmaster; I am to sit in the master’s leather throne and control the attending slaves while administering the lesson of boot-worship to the new initiate. My cock grows hard and presses against the tight black leather of my jeans, causing the outline of my erection to become obvious. I turn my motor into the...
FAIR DAY BY IAIN - iainlthr@hotmail.com It was a cold Sunday morning. The thought of getting out of bed did not excite him at all, but he’d promised John that they would get together and go down to check out the Leather Pride market day on Forbes Street. Ian didn’t quite get why his closest friend seemed so keen to wander around looking at what he imagined would be just a bunch ...
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