MPI-106 Breaking into Leather
Breaking into Leather
Male Photo Illustrated
MPI-106
Anonymous
$2.95
Foreword
Bobby looked up at the circle of rough looking men who surrounded him. Suddenly he wasn’t so sure if coming to this party had been such a good idea. He didn’t know he’d be the only kid there. There must have been about twenty guys towering over him, each one butcher and meaner looking than the next.
“Alright, kid, strip!” Frank, the leader of the men ordered him.
Bobby hesitated. He was scared and excited at the same time. He was only seventeen and the sweat was pouring off his handsome face. He felt his cock start to get hard and that scared him even more.
“I said, STRIP!”Frank screamed. He was a big motherfucker, dressed in leather. He spit on the cowering boy and gave him a look that told Bobby he damn well better obey.
Slowly, Bobby took off his shirt and pants, soon he was wearing nothing but thin jockey shorts. The rough cement floor of the warehouse felt cold on his teenage ass.
The men were coming in closer and closer to him. They were in a tight circle around him. One by one, they started pulling out their cocks. Most of them had on leather or levis, many still had their construction uniforms on.
Bobby had never seen so much hard cock in his life. Each one seemed bigger than the next. Huge, hairy balls dangled down. The aroma of men filled the room. Each cock was stiffer than the next. The men moved in closer.
Bobby started to shake. Frank clamped a collar around his neck. It was attached to a long leash which Frank held.
The circle of fully dressed men with their cocks out closed in tighter on the novice teenager.
Somebody kicked him in the ass. Another hand reached down and tore at his jockey shorts. Then another. Soon they were in tatters on the floor and the boy was naked. The men were breathing hard.
Bobby’s cock was hard as rock.
“Alright, dog, start to grab for cock,” Frank ordered the boy. He pulled on the leash and the leather chafed the teenager’s skin.
Bobby hesitated, his fear and excitement battling for control.
“Looks like this dog needs a little training,” Frank growled.
Bobby felt the rough, calloused hands start to grab at him. Suddenly there was a cock in front of his face and he was being held up in the air, his legs thrown apart. The assault had begun. Twenty horny men wanted some action and they were going to get it…
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