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Monday, April 3, 2017

[SS-275] Friend's Lair


[FRIEND'S LAIR]

You hear the door shut. You wait for a few seconds. You open your eyes and get out of bed. You check the clock on the bed room wall. It says two o'clock in the morning. 

It's the fourth time this week. In the middle of your sleep, your roommate gets up and silently goes out in the wee hours of the morning. Ever since then, you wonder why your male college dormmate started acting strange. He became more quiet and secretive. You catch him starting at you awkwardly before you hit the sack. He escapes without your knowing.

You decide to follow him to see what is up with him. You go out of the dorm, ride a taxi and follow his care. He stops along the alley, alights from his car and enters a back door of an old building.

You continue your pursuit. Beyond the door, you find a narrow staircase going down. You descend and end up in a dungeon-like corridor.

Sitting on the floor and leaning on the floor, a man stands up and comes up to you. He wears leather blindfolds and leather spider briefs. He also sports other leather accessories.

"Welcome to the West Lair," he greets you, "please master. The slaves are waiting."


You swallow and tremble at the weirdness of the situation but instead of bolting out, your curiosity compels you to follow him. He opens a sealed swing door.

You find yourself in a peculiar dance club: all male wearing leather based garments. Some are intimate with each other and are expressing different lewd homosexual innuendos.

For a straight man, this freaks you out. But as you take your first steps back to the door, a familiar sight catches you.

Your roommate is inside a human cage, dancing with only his leather briefs on. His gymfit body and handsome face is on display. You only usually see him around with long sleeves and full pants that is why his near nakedness surprises you.


You walk to his cage. He notices you, but is unfazed by your presence. Instead, he locks stares with you. A new internal desire pushes you to walk towards his captivity.

"Leather gay bar huh? So, this is where you have been going all those nights."

"I was too shy to tell you about me... this..."

"You should have invited me." You are confused where that came from.

"Maybe I should have. You want to join me in this cage?" Then he opens a small chute.

Intuitively, you take off your clothes to your black cloth briefs and step inside the cage.

He caresses your hardening bulge. "Cotton. Black. Not bad for starters."

"You should teach me how to buy these sexy leather stuff."

"Maybe I should."

Then you both lock yourselves in a tight embrace as you kiss him: your first boy; and hopefully, your first sub.

"Tell me what I should do, Master..." he pleads.

"Suck my cock, slave."

He goes down on his knees, frees your cock and sucks on it.



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