I'm a hot guy from North Texas on vacation in Pennsylvania. He asked how I was. When I opened the door he stood there once again in full leather, only this time he had added a leather cap and riding leather gloves. Near where I live is an old drive-in theater, which on Saturdays and Sundays becomes a big Flea Market. And you know what I'm hungry for?
Tonight Chris planned to, at last, find the perfect leather-clad stud and experience, for the first time, the delights of man to man sex.
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My Best Friend by Wolverine Apr 05, Then he lathered me up, scrubbed me down, and rinsed me off. One day while shopping I spotted a guy all dressed in biker leather. Hunk With Missing Hardon Adam is the kind of guy that you notice when he passes you by on the street. He had a slight taste of pre-cum inside his long foreskin, with a lingering hint of sweat and salty piss. I nodded my head. There was a great tattoo on his well formed bicep and he looked somewhere in his late thirties to mid forties with salt and pepper hair, beard and dark eyes.
Please, I began to plead. The other guys started with shiny sports shorts and harnesses. Now get your mouth back to my balls and lick them some more. Please let me down, I asked again. When he finally opened the door he was still fully dressed in his leather, but he had removed his jeans.