A LONG WEEKEND Iainlthr@hotmail.com A hand grabbed my forehead, and another twisted my arm up behind my back without warning. I tried to call out but my mouth was instantly covered by the glove of whoever had attacked me. Struggling, I felt warm breath on the side of my neck, the roughness of an unshaved chin, a hissing in my ear… “Don’t try to fight, cocksucker! I won’t hurt you if...
A NEW BEGINNING, Conclusion Together they descended the stairs to the basement. No daylight came here, and the dim illumination of a single globe barely lit it. The two men had come to their basement, their ‘playroom’, after having dressed each other in the most erotic, all encompassing leather harnesses chaps and gear that they loved so much. They had pledged their love for each...
A NEW BEGINNING, Part 2 Iainlthr@hotmail.com Tim woke, startled and confused. Where was he? What was this binding around his chest? And then he remembered, and smiled happily to himself. The horror of the last few weeks, losing his partner, his home, his car and his job had driven him to a labouring job for a removal company. That in turn had led him to discover a treasure trove of...
I had drifted off to sleep easily, wrapped in Mike’s arms, feeling oh so comfortable, and so satisfied with our lovemaking. When I woke, it was quite late for me. Around 10 in the morning, but his arms were still there, holding me tight. His harness and chaps, my leather pants, were thrown around the floor, removed after our hot session last night (or was that early this morning?)....
A NEW BEGINNING Tim had had a bad day. In fact, he’d had a bad month. His lover of three years had suddenly announced that it wasn’t working any more at the beginning of the month. Not that Tim was particularly upset. They hadn’t been seeing eye to eye for quite some time, it just came as a surprise that he didn’t want to work at solving the problems. Then the landlord had...
It was just another Friday night, same as all the others. Nothing special planned for the weekend and nothing exciting on the horizon. For quite a while I had been feeling as if something was missing, as if there had to be more than the endless round of work Monday to Friday and spending the weekends alternating between bars and beds, always looking for something but never really ...
FAIR DAY BY IAIN - iainlthr@hotmail.com It was a cold Sunday morning. The thought of getting out of bed did not excite him at all, but he’d promised John that they would get together and go down to check out the Leather Pride market day on Forbes Street. Ian didn’t quite get why his closest friend seemed so keen to wander around looking at what he imagined would be just a bunch ...
The Motorbike Instructor Comments, fantasies or re-writes to enginefire@motorcyclecops.com Gary Ridd got dressed for another day. He had what was to him the best life and job in the world. A top motorbike instructor he had created the perfect base for abuse, domination, and hero worship (of himself). He had turned it to great financial advantage. Some very wealthy clients past...
Christmas Time I've only ever had vanilla sex. The usual stuff. But it wasn't enough. It isn't enough. Something inside me tells me that I want more. Need more. Anyway, I was resigned to spending a Vanilla Christmas and went to bed on Christmas Eve somewhat downhearted, thinking of the socks and handkerchiefs I would yet again be given. And so I fell asleep. I don't know...
I remember when I first saw Jeremy at the gym, the all-American jock, very serious and dedicated to his workouts. He didn't come to the gym for a lot of bullshit. I watched the dedication he put into each workout and seen his progress too. I watched Jeremy on the stair step machines, completely focused on achieving his goal or in the weight room, his biceps and triceps...
When , I was about 23. I was in Atlanta at the Eagle bar when a cute hot leather guy in his 30's pinched my tight little bubble butt encased in tight jeans. He was wearing a leather jockstrap and chaps and nothing else. He looked at me all night, undressing me with his hot eyes . I found myself drawn to him he had a hot look about him. So we talked and got to know one...
foggy night It was late September and had been a real hot and sticky summer but tonight was foggy and rainy. Now with the rain and fog it seemed more like the whole city was a big steam room. It was only Wednesday, but the first three days of the work week had been hell. It didn't seem like the rain and fog had cooled my apartment off any and to make matters worse, my fuck...
I had met him on the computer bulletin board. Usually I just chat with the other board subscribers, but he was different. He knew what he wanted. He verbalized it. If I was to describe his conversations in retrospect, two words come to mind - firm, definitely firm, and demanding. In early conversations he asked a lot of questions. Hundreds. What do I look like? What do I do?...
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