"Only the cockring and separator you saw me putting on." He smiled evilly at
me.
We surveyed each other carefully, appreciatively. Each admiring the other,
wanting and desiring. Knew we looked good and hell we felt great. "Do you
think I should put something over myself to go out?" I asked him,
remembering that with only the chaps and posing strap I was literally
bare-arsed.
"No way, hunk. I love it." He said immediately. "We may get some stares
getting from here to the bar though." And he grinned again.
"I'll call a cab, get us collected from the front door," I said. "No need to
walk the streets. This may be an open minded city but there are still some
wierdoes out there."
When the cab arrived, we walked out arm in arm, and hopped in, ready for
some comment from the driver. But the comment we got surprised us both.
"Wherever you're going guys, I'll be there as soon as my shift finishes.
Fuck that looks hot!" came the voice from the driver's seat. The cabbie was
a young guy who swivelled around to look long and wistfully at us, adjusting
himself as he did. Mike and I looked at each other and grinned wide. I
dropped my hand to his lap and squeezed his dick gently, getting a
reassuring responding squeeze on my thigh from him. The cab dropped us right
outside the bar, and as we sauntered across the footpath a couple of guys
further up the street rewarded us with wolf whistles. I was ecstatic, and I
could tell Mike was equally pleased and proud.
Inside the bar, it was reasonably crowded but still plenty of room to move
around. We settled ourselves at a high table so we could stand and talk and
look around at the same time. The place was full of leather and denim. Guys
dressed in all kinds of gear, strutting around, or lounging and looking
enviously. And we attracted more than our fair share of stares and comments.
A couple of times different men approached us with requests or suggestions
for threesomes or more, but each time Mike politely turned them down. My
heart swelled and I felt so proud and so honoured that not only was I here
with this incredibly hot hunk, but that he was not in the least interested
in anyone but me, except to show off or admire.
We talked and drank for quite a while, the whole time watching the bar
crowd. Whenever he moved I could see the rippling of Mike's legs through his
chaps, and the inviting bulge of his pole in the gripping black shorts. When
he went to the bar for a drink I watched as he walked away from me, drank in
the sight of his perfect round cheeks framed by the chaps and encased in
glossy black leather. And plenty of others watched as he walked as well, so
that when he returned to me I felt so proud to be the one he was with. And I
also could tell that plenty of attention was directed to me. I happily
strutted up to the bar when it was my turn to get the drinks, feeling the
stares at my arse, the longing looks directed at me, especially my groin.
After one such trip, Mike said to me when I rejoined him "Fuck you look good
in that, I can see your cock clear as day, and black as night in that
leather, and every other poor bastard in this bar is wishing he was in my
shoes right now!" That made me so horny, and I felt so good that I just
turned to him and planted my lips over his, kissing him long and hard,
letting my hands do some serious exploration right there in front of
everyone. As I pulled away he smiled again. Our hands constantly touched,
wandered, explored as we talked, showing ourselves off to the patrons, and
earning some very appreciative comments as we did.
As the night wore on, and the comments from the other drinkers got more and
more explicit, the atmosphere in the place began to penetrate my being. The
sight of so much leather, the aroma of the hide and the musky scent of male
sexuality had its effect on me. I found myself getting hard and staying that
way. Not that it seemed to be a problem -- having an erection gave me an
unbelievable sense of power and sexuality there in public, for anyone to
see, encased in the black leather. Mike felt me up more and more often, and
I saw that he too was hard and horny.t.
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