"What else do you have?" I asked. He happily opened a drawer, and began
displaying several leather thongs, armbands, etc. I noticed a couple of
cockrings as well, and picked one up, holding out to him. "Are you going to
stay in those clothes all night, or model this fantastic gear for me -
starting with this?" I said, pushing the cockring forward.
He laughed back. "I'd like that more than I can tell you. Why don't you have
a seat back in the lounge, and I'll get changed. I doubt if I'll manage to
get this on (he held up the cockring) if you're standing here watching me!"
I did as he asked, sitting on the lounge and feeling my cock pushing against
the restraint of my pants and swelling in the cockring I was wearing as I
waited in anticipation for him to re-appear. And when he did -- wow!!!! My
cock jumped to instant attention. He stood before me in leather from head to
toe. Wearing a leather cap with a shiny visor that had a small chain from
one side to the other, I could just make out his piercing blue eyes beneath
that visor. Two wide straps of black leather came over his shoulders to
connect to a steel ring in the middle of his chest, and two more straps
attached from around the sides of his chest, framing and accentuating his
pecs perfectly. A single strap dropped from that same ring to another ring
above his navel where two more straps circle his waist. He had matching
armbands around each bicep and gauntlets on each wrist that ran up his arms
about four inches. From the metal ring above his navel yet another wide
leather strap ran down, disappearing beneath a black leather thong he was
wearing which was struggling to contain his large and growing erection. The
thong, and his bulging crotch, peeked out from under the envelope of a pair
of shiny soft leather chaps, and when he turned the edges of the chaps
perfectly framed the hottest arse I had ever laid eyes on. The chaps gripped
his legs, emphasizing them and showing them off beautifully, ending over a
pair of boots almost identical to the ones I was wearing, high ankles,
square toes, with metal rings on the sides held there by leather straps. He
was a vision in black hide, and I couldn't take my eyes off him.
I moved to him, and reached for him. My hands were everywhere. Caressing his
body, touching the leather straps. Fingering the chaps, fondling his balls
and tracing the outline of his now oh so hard cock through the leather
thong. His hands were on me. Squeezing my butt cheeks through the leather
pants, gripping my cock. We kissed again, my mouth exploring his, then
working down his chin and neck, nuzzling at his nipples. I gave them both
light bites which made him moan softly as he pinched at mine, concentrating
on the left and the nipple ring, which sent me into waves of pleasure. I
buried my nose against the straps on his chest as he reached for my belt,
and as I felt him undoing my jeans I breathed in the wonderful scent of the
leather and lowered my face toward his groin.
My hands ran over the mounds of his arse and traced the edge of the chaps as
I licked at the hard tube of black leather that was his cock. I felt the
cool air on my bum as he lowered my pants and then the warm hardness of his
hands wrapping around my cock and balls.
"Mmmmmm ... That's a nice surprise!" he whispered as he discovered my cockring
under the thong I was wearing.
His fingers were making me so hard my cock felt like steel, and he massaged
my balls, gently rolling them around. With one hand, I lifted his thong out
and his cock sprang up at me, pre-cum dripping from the end. My tongue
darted out and I licked hungrily at that wonderful cockhead, tasting his
manliness as I breathed in the mixture of male musk and leather. My lips
opened and enveloped the head of his dick, slowly, carefully moving down to
engulf him.
He moaned softly as I swallowed his meaty cock, his hands running across my
back and chest, often going back to pinch at my nipple and tug on the ring.
Deeper I went, swallowing all of him, my nose pushing against the leather
strap until I managed to reach the base of his cock, where my lips found the
cool steel of his cockring. My teeth connected with the metal as I felt his
pole throb in my throat. Slowly I backed off him then swallowed again,
faster this time. I began bobbing up and down on him, as his hands covered
my body, then gripped at my arse cheeks, spreading them. One finger dipped
along my crack to rub gently at my hole and I thought I would explode.
"Neale...!" he called out "Slowly... Slowly," he warned. He lifted my face from
his groin, and holding my head in his hands his lips met mine again.
Electricity flowed through me as we pressed against each other, kissing
deeply and holding to each other, trying to melt into one another. He pulled
away for a moment and I looked at him questioningly. "Please, put this on,"
he said, reaching back behind him and then holding out another harness. I
willingly agreed, taking the straps of leather from him. This was a simpler
version, consisting of four straps of leather, two for over my shoulders and
two to go around my ribs, connected front and back by a single steel ring. I
quickly fastened the straps around me, enjoying the cool leather against my
skin, and feeling hotter and more excited with every passing second.
Mike grabbed me and pulled me to him again for another deep hot session of
kisses and bites. As our hands continued to roam all over each other,
caressing skin and leather, we kissed and nibbled and bit gently at each
other. "Mike ..." I whispered into his neck, " ... I want you, badly. Do you
have any ..." I didn't get to finish. He put his hand to my mouth, and looked
into me with those amazing blue eyes.
"I need you so much" he hissed. He pulled me down so that we were both
kneeling, pressing our bodies against each other, rubbing our hard cocks
together, kissing and licking all the time. Then he leaned me back slowly
against the sofa, lifting my legs as I flattened out, and pulling them
either side of his body. As he did, he leaned forward, running his tongue
down my abdomen and licking at my throbbing cock, sending me wild with
pleasure. When his hot wet tongue began encircling my balls I thought I
would cum on the spot, but he slowed slightly and eased off, then ran his
tongue between my legs, licking at the crack of my arse until he found that
spot around my hole, rimming me gently but firmly, as I relaxed my muscles
to accommodate his urgent probing tongue.
With my hole moist and ready, and my cock standing out like a steel rod,
Mike leaned across to the side table and quickly unwrapped a condom, rolling
it down over his gorgeous cock. He smeared some lube on his rod, and then on
his finger, pushing into my hole and making me relax again as the cool gel
was inserted into me and around me. He leaned forward again, kissing me and
breathing in as the leather we were wearing rubbed against itself, and I
felt the pressure of his cockhead against my puckered arsehole. I arched
back and opened myself as he pushed forward, sliding himself into me slowly.
That cock was hard as steel as it entered me and I gasped as my sphincter
opened to let him in. Lifting my head to look at him, I could see this
powerful man, still encased in black leather straps and cap, his blue eyes
boring into mine as his cock bored into my arse. I surrendered to him
completely, and felt him as his shaft sank into my body.
He stopped for a minute, letting me adjust to him. I looked long again into
those deep azure windows in his face as my leather Adonis took possession of
my body and my mind. After what seemed like hours he began to pull back, and
then thrust in again. My arms went around him and he grabbed my waist as he
started to pump. The sensations assaulted me as Mike's cock began to pound
into me then pull out again to pound back. I could feel the leather of his
harness straps with my legs which were locked around his body, and I could
smell the leather mixing with the smell of our sex. Mike thrust harder and
harder into me, and I could hear groans of delight. Suddenly I realised that
they were coming from me. I clamped my hole against him each time he started
to withdraw, and opened to take him when he pushed back into me. He
whimpered and grunted as his fucking got faster and more urgent, taking me.
I took all he give and wanted more, urging him on, begging him to fuck me
harder, faster, deeper. My arse felt like it was being torn open, but there
was no pain, just unbelievable ecstasy as he thrust his huge cock deeper and
deeper into me and I gripped at it with all I had.
Our gasping and groans got louder and faster, and Mike began to breath hard.
He looked down at me. "...Neale ... I ... Uh ... " and then he gave one final
powerful thrust that forced his cock so far inside me I swear I could feel
it against the base of my stomach. That sent me over the edge and I screamed
out, as my balls pumped cum which exploded in a boiling geyser, all over my
stomach and his hands and abs. He grunted and sweated and I felt his cock
emptying itself inside me, felt it swell even more and shudder as his orgasm
hit him and his head went back in pure pleasure. My cock pumped and pumped
again, until the rush of manjuice became a trickle. After what felt like
eternity, we came to an exhausted stop, him still buried deep inside me, my
cock still hard and throbbing but empty. I looked up at him as he looked to
me and we smiled into each other -- totally spent. The sharing that only
comes with the most intimate joining two men can know. Gently he eased out
of me, and we collapsed together, my jism lubricating our bodies as we
crushed together yet again.
Finally we separated, standing up. "Let's clean each other up" he smiled at
me. As we gently bathed away the now dry cum, and helped each other out of
the leather, we continually touched and kissed and licked. I held his
harness up as he slipped out of it and breathed in the aroma of man and sex.
"You will stay the night?" he asked, indicating his bed.
"There's not a lot of the night left" I grinned, " ... but yes, I would like
very much to stay the night". (And a lot of other nights) I thought to
myself. Lying together, our arms around each other, despite near total
exhaustion, it seemed we couldn't sleep. We lay there and talked. About
ourselves, our lives. It seemed like we were long lost friends, except that
we had two whole lives to catch up on.
As we finally began to drift off to sleep, with the sky outside getting
light, he leaned up to my ear and whispered, "Neale, I'd really like to see
you again ..."
" ... And again and again and again..." I whispered back " ... don't even think
you won't ... " I smiled as I drifted off to sleep.
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