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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.
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.
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.
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.
Video HERE
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Bound to the Bondage Table in a Leather Prison Suit
Note from Metal: This is the type of leather bondage suit that is depicted in the male bondage story Echo Grove by Stormbound:
Read the story HERE
See this VIDEO at Men In Chains
Title: Bound to the Table in a Leather Prison Suit
Starlight – Part 04
By Raybound
Jed and myself were relaxing in the sitting room. It was the day after the judicial whipping, and I was still very sore. Jed had treated me very well in the aftermath of my beating with the sjambok. He had dressed my wounds after having treated them with an antiseptic ointment. Nevertheless I had spent a somewhat restless night, sleeping on my stomach to avoid any unnecessary pressure on my buttocks that still throbbed from the beating.
“The film is just great,” Jed told me, saying that he had watched my beating several times and shared it with a few friends who were all very complimentary about the content.
“I thought that you might pass out towards the end. You were squealing like a stuck pig. I will advertise it on a few sites for fifty bucks a throw. Should go down a storm. Lots of guys like to watch rough stuff.”
Congratulations to IML 2025 Rene Hebert: A Leather Titleholder Who Truly Shines
By Metal
Every year, the International Mr. Leather event in Chicago brings us moments of inspiration, pride, and joy. This year was no exception. I want to offer my heartfelt congratulations to Rene Hebert, Mr. Palm Springs Leather 2025, who was named International Mr. Leather 2025.
But this post isn’t just a congratulations. It’s also a personal reflection, because Rene’s win means a lot to me in ways that go far beyond a title sash or a victory walk across the stage.
For one thing, Rene is not only a leather man but also a bootblack, and that struck a deep chord with me. I competed as a bootblack at IML in 1998 and 1999 (that’s how old I am!), and I was honored to be first runner-up both years. That time in my life shaped me profoundly. I was encouraged in this endeavor by Philip Williams, an Old Guard leather man I met in New York City who knew a great deal about intimacy, trust, tradition, and power, and who had a profound effect on me. Philip taught me not only about bootblacking, but also about finding erotic energy in humble, grounded acts of service. It was Philip who taught me how to wear leather and who helped me purchase my first pair of chaps, paid for with tips I earned bootblacking! Philip also insisted I donate a large portion of the tips I earned while bootblacking to charity. Fast forward to today, and seeing someone like Rene, who proudly embodies values of service and community, ascend to the IML title, well, it brought everything full circle for me.
But there’s more. Some of you may recognize Rene from his online alter-ego of Buck Harder on TikTok — that’s actually where I first discovered him. His feed is smart, sexy, and full of heart. He shares educational and empowering content about leather, kink, and bootblacking. What struck me most was how out and proud he is, using his platform to be visible, vocal, and real in a world that too often tells us to hide.
I had the pleasure of meeting Rene in person earlier this year at Mid Atlantic Leather. I recognized him from TikTok! He was working the door, collecting tickets, and I remember turning to my friend and saying, “Now that guy is giving some serious leather top energy!” There was just something about him — the confidence, the presence, the quiet power. You could feel it.
And then came IML this May in Chicago, and with it, this wonderful speech from the stage. Watching the clip brought a tear to my eye. (Click HERE to watch.) Rene didn’t just talk about kink or leather or titles, he talked about the importance of being unapologetically ourselves. In a political climate that feels increasingly hostile to queer people, to trans people, to anyone outside the norm, his message landed like a rallying cry.
It reminded me why we have leather titles in the first place: not for ego or glory, but to represent, to serve, to advocate, to stand tall for our communities. Rene is doing just that, and doing it beautifully.
Of course, Rene isn’t the only one who made an impression at IML this year. Congratulations as well to Zephyr Merkur, Mr. Eagle NYC 2025, named First Runner-Up, and to Michael Tikili, Mr. Pittsburgh Leather Fetish 2024, who was honored as Second Runner-Up. It was a strong class, and each of them brought something powerful to the stage. (To learn more about ALL the IML contestants this year, click here.)
I’m especially thrilled for Rene—for the bootblack, the self-described nerd, the kinkster, the educator, the man singing showtunes in his car and hitting the gym and taking unapologetic thirst-trap selfies. He’s not only a worthy IML, he’s the kind of titleholder our community needs right now.
So here’s to you, Rene. Thank you for your visibility, your voice, and your leadership. And from one bootblack to another, thank you for making us proud!