RT-459 Breaking-in to Leather
Breaking-in to Leather
Rough Trade
RT-459
Michael Jones
$2.95
Breaking-in to Leather
Rough Trade
RT-459
Michael Jones
$2.95
Foreword:
Ron could feel the sweat beginning to drip down his forehead, and for the first time since the leather bonds had been laced through his wrists, he started to wish that his hands were free so he could wipe his dripping sweat. He could feel the beads falling down onto his naked shoulder, then dripping down his smooth hairless chest. He looked down to follow the trickle, and he could see the bead of sweat moving down to his blond pubic patch, moving closer to his trembling hard cock.
Big Bob had talked him into it all. Big Bob had been the one to tell him that he would be the hit of the party, if only he would follow Bob’s orders. Ron felt that he had no choice anyway, for he had seen the way Bob treated men who didn’t do as he said and one thing Ron wanted to do was stay alive.
He looked around the empty room, the white carpeting, the black sofas, and he was wondering where the hell everyone else was.
Suddenly, the door slammed open. He saw Bob approaching, but Bob was dressed differently now. He wore a uniform, something resembling what the Nazi interrogators had worn back in Germany. His black leather boots were knee high, and there was a large hole in the crotch of his pants where his long hard dick was sticking out ripe and full.
Then the others began to enter the room, all dressed in various Nazi garments. He saw Turk Mallory, the black stud who had picked him up, his large balls swinging back and forth as he approached the boy. Miguel was even there, too, dressed like the others in Nazi uniform, even though he was the houseboy.
“You’ve been waiting long, boy?” Big Bob said to him, and Ron thought that it was a stupid question since Bob had been the one to tie him up in the first place. He was just about to answer when he felt a booted foot kicking him in the back. He fell forward and felt his chest smashing against the floor.
Suddenly, it was like a nightmare. All the men were moving closer to him, he could hardly breathe, and he felt Big Bob towering over him and soon that large cock of Bob’s was heading right for Ron’s spread asshole.
The ripping pain was just the beginning…
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