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Leather Road Trip – Part 03

By rts

Sitting wearing this chastity belt was not too comfortable. My cock was forced toward my crotch by the tight steel strap holding the access hole firmly around my butt hole then up my back to the belt. My piss-soaked leathers were squeaking as I squirmed around on the saddle trying to find a rideable position. The vibrations the road and the motor transferred to my caged cock, pressing down on the seat and constantly stimulating it. This was going to be a long, uncomfortable ride. I now realized that with my cock in this position I would have to drop my leathers and squat whenever I needed to piss or just let it go and continue to soak my leathers, adding to the rankness. With 2 days ride to my place, 2 days there and 2 days back to Smitty’s, I would remain locked in these miserable hides for another week, so continuing to piss in them would be impossible to endure.

As I rode the miles, slowly my discomfort increased, each bump agonizing to my poor balls held down tight toward my crotch by the chastity belt, and the strap through my ass didn’t feel too great either. It would be a long 6 days locked in it until I returned to my Sir’s shop.

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Leather Road Trip – Part 02

By rts

Note from Metal: This is a continuation of a long-standing story by rts. To start at the beginning, click here.

I was relieved to be getting on my Harley again. It felt weird to be sitting in my piss and sweat soaked leathers in the saddle. I’ve been in all my gear, boots and leathers for 9 days and now locked in them until I get home. The worst part is being constantly trapped in this long sleeve rubber shirt under my jacket hurting with every movement making me sore. I am filthy, smelly, with sweat, piss and stale beer. I am going to be quite the sight on this miserable trip home. It’s about 700 miles and I hope I can do it without any problems in less than 2 days.

I checked the gas and it’s pretty low. Boss told me the nearest station is just over 12 miles and pointed me down the road. I started the bike and headed out. It felt good to be riding again, taking it easy and checking the odometer. When I got to 10 miles the motor started to sputter. I nursed the throttle but only made it another mile before the tank was empty. Crap, I was alone on this empty road, I hadn’t seen another car. Hoping that Boss was right and there was only a mile to go to reach gas, I resigned myself to push my heavy bike that long mile. Lucky for me the road was flat and had no hills to deal with, but locked in my leathers it was a slow long hot sweaty struggle and I had to keep stopping to rest but finally I could see the Gas sign and managed to push the bike the last hundred yards to the pumps. I sat down on the saddle, my leathers squishing with sweat feeling 10 pounds heavy.

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Non Stop – Part 01

Written by ty dehner

Flight

Looking up from my laptop, I noticed this burly man for the first time, wearing well-worn brown leather boots, his work jeans stacked on them. He was wearing a pair of black jeans that were slightly looser than skinny jeans. The man with a dark beard but no mustache was wearing a black Carhartt jacket over a denim shirt. In his right hand, he was carrying a black Ariat duffel bag as I watched him continue down the concourse with a backpack on his shoulder.

Yeah, I’m a pig that admires guys in the right type of clothing, boots, leather or whatever. I always check what a guy is wearing on his feet. That the wearer seems to be a cowboy or redneck can also make my cock twitch. As my mind wanders while checking these guys out, I wonder if they might be a top who likes to grab a dude and bind him until he is helpless. Or perhaps the guy in jeans, boots, and a black leather jacket might be more submissive. They might want to be taken, gagged, then locked in steel restraints and used for a few hours.

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My Good Little Fuckmeat

In this video from KinkMen, Miles Fallon kneels before Christian Wilde, a Master dressed in full leather. Miles bows down with his ass up so Christian can work over his butt-cheeks with the crop. Christian reminds Miles that this is not about him. A leather gloved finger penetrates Miles’ delicate hole. Next Christian rubs his finger on Miles’ tongue and then gifts Miles with the taste of his own ass. He’s ready to earn his Master’s cock. Christian strokes Miles’ cock until it gets rock-hard and warns his fuck-meat not to blow his load. Christian promises Miles some aching balls. He teases the tip of Miles’ cock with his tongue. Miles sniffs his master’s leather crotch. Miles wants to be Christian’s good little fuck-meat. Christian pushes his cock against the back of Miles’ throat, right where it’s supposed to be. Christian uses a flogger on his fuck-meat, while he’s still fucking the back of Miles’ throat. Now Miles stands, eyes straight ahead. Bound by leather straps, he must stand and absorb the blows of the flogger. In the end Miles is suspended by rope over a bed. Before Christian gets to fucking, he teases Miles with the zapper. Christian fucks that ass. Nipple clamps add to Miles’ challenge while still having his asshole stretched beyond capacity by Christian’s hard cock. Christian plows that ass before releasing Miles so he can take a hot load of cum to his face.

Miles Fallon kneels before Christian Wilde

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Miles Fallon kneels before Christian Wilde