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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. |