From: lthrboy228@aol.com (leather lad@anon.penit.fi)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.gay
Subject: Leather in the Back Row
Date: Wed, 22 May 1996 18:10:07
Organization: Leatherdudes, Hoods, and Gloves
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Ever sit in the back of a movie theater kind of hoping something exciting
would happen?

I like to sit down in a move theater next to a guy I can see is just aching
for some hot leather jock.

I always wear a pair of pants and leather tee shirt, both of which are so
tight it looks like I was poured into them.  I also wear a pair of plain
leather wristbands, also glove leather, and laces to keep em tight up
almost to my elbows.  Also thin cop-s

You're all alone in the last row, sitting next to the wall.  I start moving
down the row.  You're praying that I'm going to sit next to you.  And I do.

My leather-covered arm is just a little too far over the arm rest and my
leg rests against yours.

You get up all your nerve put your hand on my leather-coverd leg and begin
stroking up and down the leather.  You look over and see how hard my cock
gets in the leather pouch.  I reach over and grab your crotch and undo your
pants and pull your cock out

Now I move one gloved hand to your mouth while I stroke you off.  You shoot
fucking loads of cumon the seats in front of you but your moans are muffled
by my glove over your mouth.  No one in the audience has the slightest idea
of what went on.  "You wanna go again?"  I ask..

"Yeah dude...anytime!"

"I'm goin' out to my Camaro.  It's green.  Follow me outside and I'll give
you a new thrill."

Of course, you follow me, a 23-year old jock covered in leather.

You get in the Camaro.

"Don't tolk, dude.  You can rub your hand on my thigh if you want."

It's only five minutes to my apartment and you're eager to get inside.

Inside, though, are two other young guys, each dressed in incredibly tight
leather.  They each have on skin-tight leather gloves, just like mine.

You're a little scared but before you can say a word I've got one arm
around your neck and my gloved hand over your mouth.  We manage to get all
your clothes off and get you into a chair.

One of the guys starts playing with your nips while the other starts to
stroke your cock real slow.. I get a special leather hood I just bought,
with smooth leather both inside and outside.  I stretch it over your head
and lace it up real tight.

Leather gloves on your nips, leather gloves on your cock, a new leather
hood on your head.  The smell of new leather fills your nostrils.

"Relax, dude.  Fun time is just beginning."