"I think it's about time we ended this public display ..." He whispered into
my ear. " ... there's a few things I want to do that are just for you and
me."
"Oh yeah," I responded. "This public exhibition is seriously turning me on,
but I don't think the management would appreciate us doing what I want right
now!" I reached again and cupped my hand under and around his balls,
massaging the leather clad orbs and delighting in the feel of him and the
texture of the leather against my hand. We left as we'd arrived, arms around
each other, touching and squeezing as we did. The trip home was a real
exercise in restraint as we each fought the urge to attack one another in
the back of the taxi. It seemed to take forever to get the front door
opened, and as we fell into the house we fell onto each other, kissing,
licking, biting, rubbing and squeezing, the built up need finally set free
as we found ourselves alone again.
Mike didn't wait for any invitation, and I didn't want him to. Our need was
intense and heightened by being in each other's presence. The smell of the
hide, the view of his body encased in the shining blackness had me turned on
so much. I could tell he felt the same as he clawed at me, his hands
covering every inch of naked flesh and leather encased muscle on my body,
sending waves of passion through me. Locked together at the mouth, we
dragged and pushed each other through the house to the bedroom. Once inside,
we attacked each other. My hands felt the trembling of his body as I rubbed
and felt the straps of leather wrapped around his torso, explored the
sensuous texture of the hide enveloping his powerful legs and firm round
butt cheeks. I thrilled to the touch of his fingers against my chest, and
the incredible arousal as he squeezed and kneaded my balls and my cock
through the strap I wore. Panting with anticipation, I lunged at him again,
my hands finding the press studs at his groin, tracing the leather covering
of his manly weapon as I undid the shorts front, feeling the powerful sword
of his manliness spring out toward me.
I began to peel off the jacket I wore, but Mike stopped me. "NO!" he hissed.
"Leave it on, all of it. I'm going to have you, and I'm going to do it in
full leather. I want to taste you and feel you and see you wrapped in
blackness."
My very soul ached at that. I loved this man so much, and needed him so
badly at that moment. Feeling his hardness moist at the tip from the pre-cum
that was gathering, I let my fingers follow the length of his shaft until I
found the leather restraints around his cock root and balls. Again, I
caressed him, rolled those heavy orbs in my fingers as I pulled him against
me, covering his mouth with my own and exploring him with my tongue. His
hands moved from my arse to my chest, and I thrilled to the feel of his
fingers tracing the lines of the harness I wore, then jumped with excitement
as he yet again found my pierced nipple and tweaked it firmly. I let out a
long moan of appreciation as my head fell back, and I opened my eyes to take
in the black clad form of the leather god hovering before me. His azure eyes
pierced my soul, and I begged him to pierce my body with his very manliness.
As he pushed me back onto the bed coverings, I indicated a drawer at the
side of the bed and he nodded. Taking the lube and the condom from their
place, he tore at the foil covering urgently, as he smeared the cool sticky
gel around my twitching hole. "Mike ..." I called to him, the urgency in my
voice obvious. He rolled the prophylactic over his proud weapon so that it
glistened in the half light from the other room, matching the rest of his
glistening black clad body. Positioning himself over me, he raised my legs
until my booted feet were at his shoulders, the dark hide of the chaps
gripping at my thighs and framing his upper body. The cap he wore emphasised
the brightness of his eyes, and I looked to see the searching point of his
cock as he lowered himself to position. As I felt the hardness of his
cockhead against my sphincter, I reached for his hips and guided him into
me. My hole relaxed as the tip of his steel rod pressed against me, and I
dragged myself backwards onto him. Mike gasped as his cock slid into me, and
I grunted with the sudden pain of the invasion. The pain quickly mixed with
and then was overtaken by pleasure as his turgid dick buried itself inside
me.
Impaling myself upon him, I felt the leather of his vest and harness crash
against my skin, felt his leather covered balls mash into my arse cheeks. My
vision was full of him, leaning into me as he took my willing rectum for his
own. My sphincter, assaulted by his weapon, protested and clenched around
him, and I reached again to hold him in place. My legs wrapped around his
body as my rectum wrapped around his sword and I willed him to take me. Half
supporting himself on one hand, his other hand reached forward and twisted
at my tit, sending spasms of pleasurable pain through my chest. The ecstasy
of his touch combined with the strength of his cock possessed my body. My
world seemed centred on two points -- my nipple and my arse, and those two
points seemed to radiate an incredible feeling of pure male sex throughout
my being. Mike trembled atop me, his eyes boring into me as he began to
thrust his mighty cock in and out of my willing body. Slowly at first, then
faster and faster, he plunged himself into me, and withdrew again to bury
himself even deeper. With each motion I clenched and pushed, meeting his
rhythm with my own. Before long we became one. A single rocking being, the
musk of man sex and leather heavy on us and around us as we fucked.
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