PR-368 Leather Ad: Volume 2: S
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Foreword
SUNDAY morning. I lay in bed listening to a late spring rain as it gushed across the roof, plunging noisily into metal gutters and gurgling through a downspout that never quite fit.
The drapes were pulled back, allowing me to watch the water forming streaky patterns along the wide surface of glass. Johnny had gotten up; I could hear him clinking about the kitchen… my lover, my slave… wearing his leg-irons and collar as he made our breakfast.
Less than a year—not a full twelve months! How far have I progressed in the world of leathersex? S-M… sadomasochist… master and slave! A year ago I’d never tried it, thought it was something I’d never like… never do. Then Johnny! How long had we known each other before the first time? Six months, eight? Friends… sisters, he’d called it. Half a year of knowing one another, wanting… waiting.
And while I waited, Johnny found the secret door, learned the mystique of leather, became an M—and what an M! A face and body of sheer, masculine beauty… slender, medium height, medium at least by my standards, though he was close to six feet tall. And I had learned, as well. Now, I made him wear my chains about his neck, around his balls… even leg-irons when we were home on weekends…
Johnny appeared in the doorway… naked, glorious, chains where I had set them and locked them in place. “Should I start things going?”
He asked. His eyes roved across my body, where I lay half covered by the sheet. My cock still swelled warm and heavy across my thigh, semi-hard in its final stage of awakening. I knew he wanted it, would eagerly take the heavy flesh in any way I gave it.
I eased myself over the side without answering him. The sheet pulled back and I stood up, naked as he, looking down upon him, watching his eyes as they focused on my half-risen shaft. His own cock had started to swell, pressing against the chain I had locked about the base of his sex. I spread my legs, gesturing for him to take me. He fell to his knees, drawing the swollen column into him, working his own while he slid his lips along the length of my demanding cock.
Final weekend together… for God knows how long! Company sending Johnny to Japan… oh, Christ! He’s making me feel it to the roots! Learned that trick of slipping a finger up your ass while he’s blowing you, playing both sides of the prostate! Coming! I’m coming!
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