I always loved the rare stories that came in from straight guys about their bondage adventures with other guys, leading me to believe that some guys are homosexual, some heterosexual, and some bondagesexual. This story appeared in Issue 62 (Jan/Feb 1998). The illustration was by Sean.
MARRIED DAD IN LEATHER BOUND & FUCKED BY MARRIED DAD IN LEATHER
DORCHESTER, MA. My personal preference is leather bondage without the mind game of major pain and humiliation. Being bound spread eagle in a doorway by a hot leatherman is my idea of an intense time. Here’s what happened to me recently.
I get together with a man named Joe. Like me, he is in his early forties, in good shape, married with kids but isn’t fulfilled at home from the sexual fantasy point of view. We’ve both had a lot of therapy and know that our marriages fulfill us in only certain ways. So, we try to get together about once a month for some hot leather bondage. Last time it was my turn to be bottom. I’m primarily a bottom and he’s primarily a top, however, we switch roles regularly. It keeps it interesting that way. We usually meet at my office where I have my own business and lots of privacy.
My office has a neat corner with two doors at 90 degree angles where I have four conveniently placed eye hooks. Two on the left of the door on the left and two on the right molding of the door on the right, giving a very nice span and room to walk around the bound body.
Last time we met it was my turn to be bottom for Joe. He arrived a little late which gave me extra time to play with myself and get really horny. I usually dress in high engineer boots, chaps, leather jock strap with a removable cod piece, cock ring, full harness and vest. Because of the extra time I added tit clamps and an extra bit of leather around my balls before sealing them up in the pouch of the leather jock. I’m in good shape for a 43-year-old man and when I saw myself in the mirror I was really hot and ready for some fun. By the time Joe actually arrived I had been hard for a nice long time and my tits were nice and tender. Finally the doorbell rang, I buzzed him in and saw my beautiful leatherman ready to take me on a fantastic trip. He was wearing boots, ultra tight 501’s with a now familiar leather jock strap underneath, a tight white tee shirt and Harley Davidson leather vest. He looked hot and my cock and balls began to ache at the sight of him and the tightness of my own jock.
He immediately went into action. He held me in a very strong bearhug while kissing me from my mouth to my neck, all the time he was fastening leather wrist restraints to each wrist and then snapping them together behind my back with a quick release snap. This being an easy escape he quickly added rope to the whole affair, pulling it very tight, making me stand up straight with my elbows further behind me and my chest pushed out. That’s when the lapels of my leather vest spread open and he noticed the tit clamps. He immediately went for my chest and nipples with a lustful vengeance and licked, pulled, twisted and sucked on my tits until I was in a place I hadn’t been for a long time.
Stopping as suddenly as he had started made me cry out for more. But I knew this was useless as Joe, once on top, never ever does what I want or even beg of him. He positioned me in the doorway and told me to spread my legs. Answering “Yes Sir” and doing it quickly I was soon bound by the boots with rope to each of the eye hooks at the bottom of the doorway. He then added rope to my armpits (this was a new one for me) and tied the other ends to the eye hooks at the top of the doorway. A wonderful feeling of bondage swept over me as well as security as there was no way I could fall.
He stopped to have a look, a kiss and a couple of gropes, all the time playing with either his basket or my leather pouch and my ass was beginning to itch for that beautiful cock of his. He saw me struggling and moving my hips and said “Move it now asshole, because you won’t be able to in a few minutes.” This excited me as usually this was about it for the bondage. I was having fun with the new twist of armpits to eyehooks and hands behind as usually it was wrists and ankles to eyehooks and then lots of playing with my body until I was begging for an orgasm. Today was to be different!
He played with my head for awhile by stripping in front of me down to his jock and boots. He put his vest back on and then zipped a fantastic pair of chaps onto those beautiful strong legs of his. The total effect was only fantastic. I started to beg him to let me suck on his tits and armpits and anything else I could manage and he proceeded to put a leather hood over my head. WOW! This was a new surprise too. He told me if I didn’t shut up he’d use the leather gag. Needless to say I gave him some lip and thankfully he made good his threat. The leather gag was about three inches long and about as wide as a thick cock. Once snapped into place I was speechless!
He went wild then and proceeded to add bondage where I didn’t think he could. Knees roped and pulled up to the upper eyehooks. Elbows strapped with restraints and then pulled closer to the midline of my back. A collar added with a D ring and then rope added from one upper eyehook, through the D ring and tied off at the other eyehook. Then he placed a piece of wood between my boots and tied the wood (it had eye hooks at each end) to my boots. I didn’t quite get this as my feet were already bound to the lower eyehooks. I was soon to find out what he had in mind. I was completely immobilized except for my head and hips. He stepped back to have another look and then he began to grope my body in earnest.
I was having an incredible bondage journey with his hands, mouth, tongue, hips, leathered legs and crotch all over my skin and my own leathers. My ass was getting a beautiful workout and his hands were constantly rubbing the leather pouch of my jock strap. He couldn’t understand me or at least pretended not to understand my begging him for an orgasm. After all this stimulation all I wanted was that ultimate release.
I was struggling like mad and rubbing into his body as much as the bondage would allow when he suddenly stopped again. My moan was certainly comprehensible this time because he said, “What’s the matter, do you want to cum?” I nodded my head frantically and with great relief and sexual excitement he began to unsnap the cod piece from the jock strap. My cock and balls shot out of their confinement like a cannon.
He continued to taunt me with “Wouldn’t you love me to suck that big hard cock of yours?” and “Wow, you look desperate to cum right now.” I could only moan and nod my head in desperation.
He walked away from me and my heart began to sink. He returned from the other side of the room with some things in his hands and I couldn’t quite make out what they were from the two slits for eye openings in the hood. Didn’t much matter, one of the items was the eye cover and soon I was thrust into complete darkness.
He was fantastic as he knew this was going to heighten my sexual stimulation, could it go any higher!?
I was soon to find out what the wood between my feet was for. I felt his playing with the leather strap around my balls, and soon heard a snap and felt a wonderful snugness added to the already snug fit of the leather. I also heard a jingling sound and realized Joe had added a parachute ball stretcher which he proceeded to tie down to the wood between my feet. Pulling it snug until he saw me bend at the knees to accommodate this latest piece of bondage. I couldn’t go very far due to the armpit to eyehook bondage. It was a heavenly feeling.
He had one more item to go before he was finished with me. Tit clamps, as you well know have a chain. Joe added a length of leather strap from the center of the chain to my cock and balls. All this time my tits were becoming more and more tender. Now, with an added tug on the clamps which added pressure to my nipples (the clamps were the Japanese clover type) I was really having my endurance tested as well as being brought to a higher state of sexual awareness and arousal. What happened next was a real mind blowing experience.
I was extremely close to shooting my load and he knew it from the way I was moaning and the way my cock was dripping with pre cum. He went behind me and began rubbing his swollen cock up and down my ass crack. At the same time he was fingering my ass and at times reaching around and pulling either down on my tit clamps or up on my cock and balls. As there was so little play in the bondage attaching my balls to the wood between my ankles or my tits to my cock and balls, every little tug sent a sexual current throughout my body.
I heard him say he was putting on a condom, as much to put me at ease as to tease me about what he was about to do. My ass automatically arched back as far as my stretching ball sac would allow. He slowly began to probe my butt hole with that beautiful seven inch thick cock of his and I began to relax to allow him entry. Being as aroused as I was, this was not difficult and soon my leather fuck buddy had his cock all the way up my ass.
Here I was completely immobilized with cock, balls, tits, feet, knees, armpits, neck, elbows and hands completely bound. I was hooded, gagged and blindfolded, and I was being fucked by a hot leatherclad man for all he and I were worth. He was now talking to me, telling me how hot I looked in my boots, chaps, jock, harness and vest. He pumped his cock in and out slowly while telling me what a turn on it was for him to have me in such a helpless state and to see and feel my hard throbbing cock begging to be stroked, aching to shoot its load.
I could feel the intensity of his body pressed against mine. With my hands behind me I groped as best I could at his hard stomach muscles and sometimes down to the base of his cock. Suddenly he began to stroke my cock and I simply allowed my body to go with the moment at hand. Within seconds he pulled out of me with a grunt and a groan while at the same time I began to feel that wonderful boiling at the base of my cock. I could feel him coming into the condom with his prick rubbing up and down my ass crack and that’s when I exploded with an orgasm the intensity of which I hadn’t ever experienced before. The bonds held me in place as did his bear hug, one hand on my cock, the other around my arms and chest. I shot my load for what felt like an eternity and then relaxed into his waiting grip.
He quickly released me from the elaborate bondage and caressed my arms and legs which, surprisingly, were none the worse for wear. My tits were on fire after removing the tit clamps but his warm, wet mouth soothed those tenderized nipples until I could breathe again.
I don’t know if I’ll ever experience an orgasm like that again in my life, but my leather fuck buddy and I will continue to try.
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