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Barney
THE ISLE OF DOGS?
Summary
After hearing about Playa Del Ingles reputation for being a sun-drenched gay paradise, Ian Hamilton opts to take a winter holiday in the Canary Islands.
Travelling alone, after the beak up of a relationship, he opts to book with a gay tour operator, thinking he will soon make friends with his fellow tourists.
But introverted Ian doesn't make friends easily and when his travelling companions all seem to be in tight-knit couples or groups and no one he fancies takes much interest in him, he turns to the locals to satisfy his craving for sexual domination and his lust for Latin, Black and Arabic guys.
Three years later, again in between relationships, a more sexually accomplished but no more sociable Ian decides to visit Gran Canaria again.
This time, he finds himself a bungalow all to himself near the Yumbo Centre, the hub of resort's gay scene, but again finds it hard to pin down a guy he fancies who is into the sort of sex he enjoys.
By Thursday of his week-long stay, he begins to feel lonely and fears he may have to settle sex-wise for drunken fumblings in club darkrooms or watching the drunken antics of others.
In a bid to secure more adventurous sex and a longer lasting romance before his holiday is over, he attends a "Leather Night" at his favourite gay bar.
Although he witnesses and participates in some horny SM sex there, when the party ends abruptly, he is forced to move on to cruise the disco, depite being dressed in black leather.
When a strikingly handsome young guy catches his eye, in desperation, he summons up the courage to make a move on him, despite being given little encouragement.
- Falling in Love Again
After serving the new arrivals, the solitary barman resumed moving crates of empty bottles into the room behind the bar and bringing back full ones to stock up the refrigerated cabinets below the counter. From the constant cursing in a mix of English and Spanish that accompanied the clink of bottles, Ian deduced that he had found himself unexpectedly shorthanded as he hurriedly carried out the task of preparing for the party.
On his return, it finally occurred to him to break the silence that had reigned when they had been alone by starting off the night's musical video entertainment by inserting a randomly chosen DVD from a stack of disks located beside the player, after which he resumed his task of restocking the bar.
Like all the others Ian had seen and heard on his previous visits to the venue, it consisted of a compilation of movie clips, so he was not entirely taken aback to hear the seductive tones of Marlene Dietrich's "Falling in Love Again" blaring out to accompany the more graphic demonstration of sexual infatuation and surrender being provided by his fellow customers.
Seemingly oblivious to the music or the rest of their surroundings, the leather man encompassed his companion in his arms and clamped his lips over his mouth and, as he kissed him, ran his hands amorously over the smoothness of his exposed torso.
After pulling away to look the younger man in the face, he heaved a heavy, lust-filled, sigh and with a mischievous grin began to ease down the lad's leather shorts at the rear until he was able to clamp his palms over his bare buttocks, after which he sank his tongue into his mouth once more.
Silenced by the kiss and clearly overwhelmed by the strength his conqueror's passion, the younger man offered no resistance when he rapidly moved on to remove his shorts completely.
As Ian had suspected, the guy's body had been shaved from head to toe, but in addition, he now discovered that a leather cock ring and ball separator had been fastened tightly around his genitals to increase his vulnerability still further.
Unable to hide his excitement at the public humiliation being imposed on him by his master, once his shorts were around his ankles, the lad's modest shaft and taut balls stood out from his completely denuded groin, crying out to be molested.
Aroused by what he was witnessing, Ian glimpsed across at the barman to see if he had registered what was taking place on the other side of the bar and hoped against hope that he wouldn't intervene to bring his five-star entertainment to a premature end.
Thankfully, he seemed far too preoccupied preparing for the party to look in their direction. Even if he had, with their lower portions hidden from him by the counter, he would remain unaware that the younger man had now been rendered completely naked, other than for his boots and collar.
Given the content of the raunchy drawings displayed on the wall, it occurred to Ian that the bar staff could hardly complain if their customers chose to emulate the scene of sexual mayhem that it portrayed. Besides which, all three of them complied fully with the dress code the management had chosen for the event - though the youngster's outfit was now a little on the skimpy side, he reflected with a chuckle.
After groping and fondling the lad's naked ass, his master withdrew his tongue from his mouth and lowered his face to his chest, where he sucked on each of his inflamed nipples (which Ian guessed he had worked on earlier) to make the lad groan and squirm with pleasure.
As he did so, he began to slap his boy's engorged shaft from side to side with the flat of his hand and alternately tickle and squeeze the twin balloons of his trussed-up ball sack with his fingertips to make him squirm all the more.
With no one else around to observe him, and his groin hidden from the barman by the counter, Ian decided it was high time to free his own swollen member from the confines of his leather pants, which it had been tenting out ever since he had become aroused by Tom's raunchy drawings.
Noticing him start pulling on his dick from the corner of his eye, the leatherman raised his head from the youngster's chest to give Ian a grin and a wink, which encouraged him to draw closer and reach out to pat his companion on the head as though he were his pal's pet dog.
Panting heavily, the red-faced boy looked him in the eye for the first time, plainly liked what he saw and promptly lowered his gaze to indicate his willingness to submit to him too!
Taken by his good looks and endearing compliance with his master's wishes, Ian ran the fingers of his free hand suggestively over the lad's parted lips whilst he continued to wank himself and gradually eased one and then another into his mouth for him to suck on.
As his excitement grew, he caught hold of the nearest of the lad's flailing arms by the wrist and moulded his fingers around his shaft to save himself the chore of pulling on it and free up his hands for further mischief.
For once, Ian's decision to arrive early at a gay venue in Gan Canaria had been the right one, he reflected, as the lad filled him with pleasure as he eagerly massaged his dick while submissively taking each of his digits into his mouth and sucking on them in a rehearsal for what was inevitably to follow.
Spurred on by Ian's actions, within minutes the leatherman ejected his slave boy from his knee and followed his accomplice's lead by unleashing his own cock from the bulging crotch of his leather pants. Although his member did not quite match the exaggerated proportions of those possessed by the men in Tom's drawings, its dimensions where pretty impressive and put that of his newly recruited accomplice in the shade.
While Ian stood back and watched in awe, the leatherguy directed the lad's head down to his groin and, rather than immediately bury his shaft in his mouth, imposed the indignity of having him lick the juices from its glistening head and run his tongue all the way down its outside from its tip to its hair-fringed base. Then he had him sniff, lick and kiss each of his pendulous balls in a public display of abject subservience.
Excited by the extent of the lad's humiliation, Ian backed away to position himself at the boy's pristine rear, which was now up in the air, crying out to be molested!
Whilst the leatherman busied himself cramming more and more of his manhood down his slave's mouth for him to suck on, Ian threw caution to the wind and opted not to restrain his desires a second longer. He crouched down out of sight of the barman, clutched the lad's buttocks close to his face to sample their smoothness with a kiss, before prising them apart with his thumbs to expose his perfect pink hole.
Swept away on a wave of passion, he ran his tongue along the entire length of the boy's hairless crack before slowly easing its tip inside the pursed lips of his anal ring.
In response, the lad bucked and squirmed helplessly with his shorts still hooked around his ankles while his ass was penetrated by Ian's tongue before being directed to resume his efforts to encompass ever more of his master's mammoth cock in his mouth.
Turned on by lad's helplessness and the softness of his blemish-free buttocks, Ian eventually withdrew his nose from his crack and landed a couple of playful slaps on his backside before easing his forefinger into his tight little fuck-hole and waggling it about inside to make the lad squirm all the more.
But within a couple of minutes, the lad's resistance had melted away completely and he had fully embraced his humiliation, settling down to sliding his taut lips lovingly up and down the entire length of his master's cock in a steady rhythm, whilst thrusting his ass back toward Ian to encourage him to finger-fuck him deeper still.
With the leatherman now in raptures at the sensations emanating from his cock, Ian was on the point of reaching into his pocket to pull on a condom so he could experience a similar pleasure himself, when the lad suddenly became more animated and upped the pace of his cock worship and the backward thrust of his hips.
With the boy bent over with his groin hidden from view, neither of the pair fucking him were aware of his trussed-up genitals flapping around beneath him, alternately thumping up hard against his belly and then his thighs. Every movement of his head and ass was amplified fourfold by the bondage constraining his cock and balls which had the effect of heightening his arousal without need of him touching himself.
They were also unaware of what was going through the boy's head as he sought to please them, as they unknowingly continued to fulfil each and every one of his sub fantasies to the maximum.
Having not just one, but two, awesome-looking leathermen strip him naked and publicly use and abuse him for their entertainment. Coupled with the indignity of having his body hair completely removed and experiencing for the first time the heightened vulnerability that stems from it. Having his status reduced to that of a pet dog as he was forced to wear a collar around his neck and permit himself to be paraded around a gay bar at the end of a leash...
Then being made to suck the leatherguy's enormous cock while having his virginally-tight ass probed and stretched by the other's fingers and tongue in readiness for being fucked at both ends at the same time, with his own manhood reduced to a plaything, choked-off and tightly bound...
In an unexpected triumph of mind over matter, to both Ian and his master's surprise, the slave boy's body suddenly began to convulse in spasms of orgasmic pleasure and within seconds he had shot his pent-up semen, in a succession of watery squirts, all over his master's leather pants and boots.
Boy was he in trouble!
To be continued...
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- Locker Room Lesson - Percxyz
http://eu.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/locker-room-lesson/locker-room-lesson-1
Blond-haired Chris is vying with Latino hunk Paulo to be captain of the college soccer team. When their rivalry results in a scrimmage on the pitch they are made to run laps after practice by their coach. On finding themselves alone in the locker room afterwards, a fight breaks out in the showers in which the bigger, but less skilful, Paulo proposes they fight it out man to man to decide who gets to become Captain, "Winner takes all...Anything goes...". Chris is goaded into agreeing to the contest but when the larger lad gets the upper hand, he is forced to submit to him in more ways than he had expected.
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