LEATHER LEADER
The young man entered the abandoned building for the first time. He removed his clothes and left his black leather jacket and thong. He was half excited, half nervous.
The insides of the building looked like a maze. It was dimly lit by the rays of the full moon from the outside. The graffiti on the walls attest to the deviant activities happening inside the space.
The man tried hard to follow the directions that was sent to him. After five minutes of wandering, he found a man standing by the stairs, wearing black leather chaps and briefs.
"Are you the new kid, applying to be a member?" asked the man.
"Yes sir," the young man replied.
"I am the guard," then looked up and down, "let's see if our leader will accept you. Follow me."
The two of them went up two more levels.
The young man was a budding leather enthusiast. There was an underground men's club that was recruiting for new members. He applied, submiting his pictures and other required details.
Tonight was his assessment.
Then a large man in leather boxer briefs welcomed them and introduced themselves, "I am the leader."
The applicant shuddered. The leader oozed with sexyness.
The leader kissed him while rubbing their leather cased dicks to each other.
A few minutes later the applicant was automatically cumming, creaming in his leather pouch.
The leader smirked, "you really are a leather slut. Welcome." Then he was led inside the space.
In the semi-dark space, fifty oiled up men in leather briefs were snaking each other's bodies. Moans filled the air.
The leader smiled, "join them."
The young man ran and joined the oily, leathery, smorgasbord.
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