Tom must already know that it is safe to do it, as he slides across the seat toward me and taking my hand from my own cock, he gently places it upon his throbbing leather clad cock. It is warm too the touch and I am thrilled by the throbbing feeling coming from his incredibly stiff cock. "I know you've been wanting to do this... "Go ahead Jessie, run your hot hand all over my cock."

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Tom continued to slip down to the storeroom every chance he got to watch Julie and Brenda. This particular night was kind of slow. Julie had a few customers at the other end of the bar and only one couple was sitting at a table. Tom saw Brenda enter the ladies room and he quietly went down the basement stairs to the storeroom. He climbed the ladder and slid the panel aside. He didn't see Brenda. She must be over by the sink.

I eagerly comply and wanting to be closer to it, I lean down until my face is inches above it and I can smell the sweet leather as I begin fondling it with both hands eagerly. "You've never been with a guy before, have you?," Tom asks with a smile. "Are you sure you want this"? he asks, reaching down and gripping my own cock which leaps at his touch.

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"Ooh yes!" I gasp and since I can't wait any longer, I lean over and pressing my lips against the throbbing leather clad tip of his cock, I open them and begin to lick and suck it, savoring the sweet leather taste and smell.

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"Oh, Jessie, yes! That feels so good you sexy boy! You love leather don't you?" Tom cries as his tight ass squirms against the seat and he pushes his crotch upward against my eager lips.

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Raising my head for a moment I look him lustfully in the eyes and respond, "Ever since you picked me up and I saw you dressed in this sexy leather outfit, I have wanted to get my hands on you. It feels sooo good, Tom." Lowering my head I again let his leather covered cock head slip between my lips and I allow my hands now to roam over his hard and sexy leather covered legs and up to his muscular broad chest. Then, without waiting for permission, I slip my fingers behind the leather waist band of his thong and slip it down to reveal his beautiful throbbing cock. Its tip is oozing pre-cum and I notice that he has a sexy black leather studded cock ring circling the base of his cock.

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Ever since that night when I watched Nancy suck John, I have been waiting for the chance to have a mans cock between my lips....so, I don't hesitate as I spread my lips to accept the enormous head of Tom's cock into my eager mouth. I love the salty slippery consistency/taste of his pre-cum. Tom moans in ecstasy as I swirl my tongue around the tip of his cock.

"Oooh yes, Jessie! That feels so good you sexy little boy! Suck me lover!" he cries. He grips the sides of my head firmly and tries to push my head down to engulf more of his monster cock, but after a few inches, I start to gag and have to pull away for a moment.

"I'm sorry," I gasp. "I can't take it all in. It's so big!"

"But I can tell you love it, don't you? You love having a mans cock between those sexy lips. Don't worry, just try to relax your throat and gradually take more in."

With that advice I eagerly slip his lovely cock once more between my lips and begin to suck, lick and nibble it with enthusiasm. I feel so turned on and sexy sucking this sexy mans cock! My own cock is rock hard against the tight denim of my shorts. My ass is squirming so much in excitement that it is continually rubbing against its confines. When Tom suddenly reaches down and begins fondling my tight buns, I almost begin to cum, it is so exciting.

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Thinking back on it after many years of sucking cocks, I realize that I wasn't very good at first, but I think that Tom was so turned on by having this sexy young virgin boy sucking him that it wasn't long before he began to moan and cry out and then hot sweet gobs of cum began to spurt into my mouth, which I eagerly swallowed.

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As Tom's sweet cock began to soften in my mouth, I lovingly licked and sucked the last drops from it and then slipped it back into the sexy leather thong and looking up as I caressed it through the soft leather I notice a satisfied smile on Tom's face. "You are some eager young cocksucker Jessie! That was wonderful! Come sit up next to me.," he says, patting the seat beside him.

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As I settle myself next to him I look down at my still achingly hard cock and notice that there is a big wet spot where my pre-cum has soaked through the tight denim. Leaning toward me, Tom places one hand over my throbbing cock and begins to fondle it, and he places the other one behind my head and pulls my face to his... As our lips meet, I am overcome by the sensation of his sexy full lips against mine, the smell of his masculine cologne, the pressure of his powerful chest against mine, the feel of his strong hand against my cock.... His sweet tongue forces itself into my mouth and our kiss becomes passionate, our tongues swirling against each other... Tom then wraps both of his powerful arms around me and lifts me until I am sitting on his lap with my legs to either side. We continue passionately kissing with brief intervals as I suckle on his strong neck and ears. I begin to feel his cock growing again beneath me. It is pressing right between my buns and I eagerly squirm against the sexy leather bulge of it.

Tom pulls his head back for a moment while fondling my tight buns with both hands as his leather covered cock slides tantalizingly against them. "Hey, how would you like to go to my place, which is nearby? I'd love to get you into my bed, and I have a few things there that might interest you..."

Reaching down to fondle his cock I lick and suckle on his ear I whisper, "as long as this is one of the things you want to show me," I say with a gentle squeeze, I would love to"!

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Sliding off of his lap, I return to my seat, but I continue to fondle his sweet cock through the leather thong and his opened zipper as we drive out of the park. My mind is swirling with the sensations I have experienced within the past hour and my imagination is running wild with anticipation of what awaits me at his house. I can't wait to run my hands over his bare chest and shoulders, and my anus is still tingling with the sensation of having his cock press against it. I hope that he will soon offer to slip it all the way in and fuck me the way that I watched John fucking Nancy!

It takes no more than a few minutes before we arrive at his apartment. I feel kind of shy when Tom takes my hand as we leave the truck. We pass a few people as we head up to his apartment and I can just imagine what they must be thinking at the sight of a leatherman like Tom leading a teenage boy like me by the hand to his apartment. My cock remains achingly hard through it all and I am unable to shield the view of it (and the wet stain in the front of my shorts!) from the people we pass. But all thoughts of embarrassment leave my mind as we enter his beautiful apartment and he takes me into his strong arms and presses me against the wall and our lips find each other in a deep kiss...

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Walter Pinge has no life. It was a phrase commonly heard whispered across the floor. That, and talk of how committed he was to his job.

He sat in his private office, day in and day out, quietly number crunching, his obviously intellectual mind constantly churning over behind his thick, black-rimmed glasses. Not even his straight brown hair could hide his palpable intelligence, despite falling flat against his forehead as if to distract one's attention from his mind.

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At staff functions he barely said a word, except perhaps to briefly critique a new book he'd just finished reading, or to sprout the virtues of art house cinema. On the rare occasion that Walter spoke of a holiday adventure (like the time he went to Switzerland and spend two weeks snowbound in his hotel suite), a ripple of excitement surged through his work colleagues and they listened intently to how he spent his time. It wasn't that Walter was a particularly good storyteller, but more the fact that he had something to say.

Underneath his neatly pressed suit and matching tie, the girls in the office (and perhaps a few boys) fancied him as a mild mannered Clark Kent, turning into the man of steel every evening to rescue damsels in distress. For one of the few things everyone knew about Walter was the "me" time he spent at the gym several times per week. While the question of why someone so dull should require any time out for himself was beyond everyone's comprehension, but the result was well justified, as evidenced by his V-shaped physique.

Indeed, despite his painful lack of personality, a number of the office flirts had attempted at one time or another to ask Walter out on a date.

"It's the quiet one's you have to watch out for," they'd say, grinning from ear to ear in anticipation of success. Surely someone so tedious must also be lonely and would jump at the chance to have a little company. But Walter always turned them down in his usual polite way and no excuse offered.

Some of the guys even tried occasionally to help Walter out of his shell.

"He just needs a good lay!" they'd proclaim, "and attempt to get Walter out to a strip joint, football match or on a double date with someone's sister. One time they even offered to hire a prostitute for him, but again, Walter declined, politely grateful but adamantly disinterested in the prospect of a night with the boys.

Over time, the offers had become less, much to Walter's relief, though the occasional invitation to a group function or social event still came his way. Of those, he attended very few - namely those held for specific reasons rather than the ones organised for the Hell of it. He was there every Christmas for the obligatory luncheon, and was one of the first to say 'yes' to drinks after work when Barry announced the arrival of his first child. But other than these rare instances, he remained aloof and kept his working life firmly apart from his personal.

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In more ways than one, it was probably a good thing that Walter chose to lead his life as such because many people, as he once learned the hard way, simply wouldn't understand.

He led a comfortable life; the proud owner of a Bentley and a four-wheel drive, and he lived alone in the ample space of his own two-storey, beach-side house, paid in cash and cared for by a part time maid who attended three times a week to spring clean.

It was thought, by those supposedly in the know, that the distinct lack of a social circle in Walter's life brought about these fabulous possessions. After all, he had very little to spend his money on, so he was able to save and save and progressively purchase the envious belongings.

But as some had fantasised, the truth was his alone for the keeping. Come 6.00 pm, as the train returned him only a few blocks away from his home, he had already consulted his diary and check for messages outlining any late appointments. Businessmen, politicians, celebrities and other wealthy denizens clamoured for his favours and paid handsomely for his time.

At home from another boring day in the office, Walter would peel off his business attire and refresh himself with a nice long shower, using the moment to playfully examine his tight, smooth frame and to prepare for the evening ahead.

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On stepping out of the shower, he would stand before the mahogany-framed full-length mirror and admire his Adonis-like physique. With washboard abs and a powerful protruding chest, his large nipples were like two dark lighthouses, protruding out above the hard, bumpy terrain of muscle.

Inevitably, his 7" cock would be hard, after fondling it under the revitalizing flow of warm water, so he'd stroke it a few times, ensuring the white ammunition was ready to surge out when needed.

A touch of wax, and his flat, lifeless hair would blossom into a mess of youthful design, lowering his age from 30 to an acceptable 24 in the eyes of the beholder. His smooth, baby soft skin was a blessing aided by moisturiser and an asset which he prayed would never go away.

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Toothpaste, deodorant, and a touch of mouthwash inevitably preceded the final stages of transformation as Walter made his way to the extensive walk-in wardrobe that offered clothing for all appeal. His tight buns would ripple with each deliberate step and his cock would slowly soften on the journey to the neighbouring room.

Once clothed, Walter would cease to exist. In his place would be 'Steve', the randy ranch hand ready for a ride; or perhaps 'Sir', the harsh bondage master about to punish his slave; or even 'Tommy', the over-developed school captain eager for his first experience off the playing field.

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But on this night Walter's companion was the kind which brought him no end of joy. Corey was the son of a New Zealand politician. He was Walter's age and build and he sought no more than 'Adam', a gentle, loving guy of equal standing.

Corey's loneliness stemmed from life in the public eye and his desire for Walter's presence frequently accompanied his journey to Australia deep in his father's shadow.