MN-120 Boots, Leather, Bikes
Boots, Leather Bikes
Man to Man
MN-120
Anonymous
$3.95
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FOREWORD
“Lick that leather boot, boy. Lick it.”
Kneeling before the hot leatherman, Bobby bent his body forward. His wrists were aching from the handcuffs that held his arms behind him.
Bobby looked up into the unrelentingly cruel face of the biker and he knew he had no choice but to do as he was ordered.
“Lick it, boy,” the leatherman said again.
He thrust the toe of his boot upwards and Bobby bent his head down.
The impact of the tip of his tongue on the hard black leather boot sent a thrill through Bobby’s young body. He was learning to love leather—love it the way he had always dreamed of doing, the way he had fantasized about—but this was no fantasy. This was the real thing.
“That’s a good leather slave,” the hard man said. His mouth twisted into a cruel imitation of a smile.
The biker looked through his silverized sunglasses at the handcuffed youth at his feet. Bobby was learning his lessons well.
“That’s enough,” the leatherman said. He pulled his heavy boot back.
Bobby looked up again. He fixed his eyes on his own reflection in the leatherman’s silver sunglasses.
“You want to be a biker, boy?” the leatherman asked.
“Yes, sir,” Bobby replied, his heart thumping in his chest.
“Then stand up, boy,” the biker said.
“Stand up and bend over.”
Bobby did as he was told.
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