I am a bit of a shy guy with a thing for dirty-talking guys wearing Leather. Yet, not actively looking for friendships. Neither a Master nor a slave myself. I am into remote/virtual sex and the occasional anonymous glory hole encounter. If you wear a leather biker jacket, then you got me hooked! I do love a bad-ass, dominant (but gentile) man. I enjoyed writing fantasy stories for my pleasure. But I hope you LIKE reading them too. If so, give them a Like or Comment. Love to hear from you. Your leather-loving story writer, Stryker Jenkins
NO-SEX: As exhausted as Chris was after a day full of sex and partying, there was one more thing that needed to be done. He found himself in the middle of a missing-person rescue he hadn’t signed up for. He’d hoped for more sex with his man. But this was important, too. It taught him a lot about who he wanted to become for the Islander community.
The day was slated to end in an orgy around the pool of Chris’s new home. The ‘Gay-Team’ gathered to celebrate a very successful day. But when the after-party had finally turned into the group sex event they all expected, it came crashing to a full stop. There was an emergency on the Island. And it needed the attention of all first responders.
As the day drew to a close, Chris and Wyatt had 2 more things to do. Attend the volunteer builders’ party and share their new relationship status during a skinny-dipping afterparty with the guys. Why they didn’t make love that day didn’t matter. Celebrating with friends is always a good plan when the emotional rollercoaster comes to a stop.
The revelations about Simons hit the Island like a tidal wave. Even the local and national press had picked up on the scandal. Every time Chris tried to engage Wyatt in a little hanky-panky, the fiancés were pulled back to reality. They were left with some heavy petting and kissing. Not that the day so far wasn’t an arousing suck-sess.
Noah Burk unwittingly handed Chris the rope to hang himself. The taunts and discrimination against Chris and Wyatt missed their mark. He stood there, humiliating himself, while Christopher hammered the last nails of his proverbial coffin closed. Degrading the bullies and their taskmasters to the bone in front of a large crowd of Islanders.
Chris felt giddy the day of the open house and market fair. The big day, he planned to propose to Wyatt. His family and half the Island would be watching. Armed with powerful legal ammunition, Chris felt completely unstoppable and ready to defeat any bullying or taunts that would undoubtedly come his way. But he wasn’t worried, more horny as fuck.
After a week’s worth of work, Chris found that a threesome with Wyatt and Mark was the way to relax. Though Mark didn’t want to cum between them at first. Both men insisted that the paramedic hazmat firefighter strap on a knobbly, studded condom and enjoy himself. Rather than driving a wedge, it only strengthened Chris’s resolve to marry Wyatt.
Chris found himself on his knees, once again. Cruising for sex in the Glory Hole toilets. Hard work, but great fun. Though a bit risky. The local paramedic firefighter, Mark, had some sound medical advice and offered great sex. Chris’s mind was already on cloud nine. Thinking about how and when he would pop the question to Wyatt.
Thinking about his future, Chris decided there was no reason to stray from Islander marriage traditions. Asking Wyatt’s father for his consent and his hand in marriage. With the blessing of Otto Teller and a talk with several priests, Chris sneakily ducked into the Islander glory hole scene to share the love he felt with some anonymous men.
If life stresses you out, nothing works better than friends who help you relax. Chris found out the hard way that work was only one part of this holiday. So, a few oral encounters with friends later, he was right as rain. In fact, he saw light at the end of the tunnel and heard bells in his future. Wedding bells, that is.
Sometimes the blackmailer gets unwittingly blackmailed. Chris teaches the straight stripper that there’s more to life than birthday girls. The fireman’s pole gets greased, and Drake takes it like a champ. A bit of raw male bonding in the boat shop was all it took for the Snake to see the error of his ways — and what he’s been missing.
Beware of naked men bearing gifts, like wise men on a mission. Chris had a strange encounter with a half-naked male stripper, called Snake, on an assignment from his Pastor. The man said he was straight, but quoted Scripture as if this would turn Christopher directly to hell. He turned the tables and flogged the truth into the misguided man.
The new week kicks off at the gym, where Chris’s bulked-up frame catches more than just the light. He had never expected to seduce the straight owner, but an intense blowjob led to a hot massage. Between dodging bigots and reconciling with his biological Islander mother, Chris finds his true sanctuary in the arms of Wyatt, his boyfriend and lover.
Back on the Island, Chris wasted no time. He had paths to build and birthdays to attend. Second Cousin Peter had grown into a fine man. He finally was old enough to hang with the guys. And he took the opportunity to come out to his parents. With a brown leather jacket and motorcycle boots at the ready to show his boyfriend the love he had to share.
Getting back on the horse was easier than Chris had imagined. Wyatt did not mind the dude screwing around on the mainland. He’d had his fun too. But the boyfriends had definitely missed each other’s company. The resultant sex was way more brutal than either had experienced so far. But they were hungry for more.
If you think you found the biggest dick around, you always find a larger tool to play with. Chris found himself a lawyer with some thuggish friends. As rough and nasty as the encounter became, Chris got the better end of the deal. And new colored friends to play with, too. That, and the new tools to complete his working holiday on the Island.
Christopher found on the Island what had eluded him back at home. This working holiday had turned into an extended stay. He found true love and dared to take the plunge. Chris took his man, Wyatt, on an in-depth house tour, hoping they could make it into their home. And he gave his short Asian guest the look he deserved: a butch Leather Jacket.
Sometimes, the truth is weirder than fiction. If you can’t change it, let it go. Find your fun somewhere else. An unexpected midnight visitor, a phone call with home, and some rough outdoor anal, with a lifeguard you love, can be just what’s needed. Christopher thought so when the final puzzle piece finally fell into place.
One of the young Japanese guests became beguiled by the leather-clad Christopher. The Dutch stud wore a butch outfit he could not resist. And Chris gave the virgin Asian a taste for leather he could not refuse. There were some cultural differences to overcome, but the adventurous day ended in a definite crescendo.
Chris sidestepped more drama by avoiding his mother and brothers. They came to take him away from the Island for turning gay. A little bisexual love with Wyatt’s lesbian sister was just enough for the amateur leather-clad rock star to make up his mind. He was gay, and that’s okay! The duo became a threesome in the haystack, so he could compare.
After a long, hard day’s graft, Christopher set the plans to work. He had a path to build and Japanese guests to entertain. Chris found the poles he wanted. Wyatt, his friend, was rapidly falling in love with him. And with the other pole, he constructed a landmark flag. And to anchor himself on the Island, he found himself a home.
Chris was puzzling all the way back to town. Daydreaming about his future on the Island. He made up his mind, taking it easy, as the doctor ordered. NO SEX, just figuring stuff out. Telling his story so far, and making plans for the not-so-distant future. He decided that technical college could wait a few years, so he could grow roots here.
Christopher slowly recovered at Wyatt’s place from the thieving Irish bog-monsters. He got to know the tall, blond surfer hunk and his family much better. Experiencing unconditional love as he imagined it should be. A far cry from what he came to expect at home. And even better than the lustful games he played with his cousins.
Nothing bad about the Irish. But the five Chris met didn’t take him lightly. And they made sure he knew it. The twink surely outperformed them during his 15 minutes of fame on stage. But Christopher struggled, as after a night in the spotlight, these Irish thieving thugs took the boy for a few abusive rounds.
When Alpha Males go bump in the night, beautiful music can be heard. Christopher became the center of attention in several ways. Some good, some not-so-nice. But in the end, everything works out for the best. And the sex, well, it did not suffer or slow down. If anything, it intensified even more.
Who knew a nasty bully could be tamed with one small kiss, and a public fuck. Man, Chris was having the time of his life on the Island as he met some new friends. Wyatt, the hung blond surfer and horsefarmer, was just too good-looking to pass up. The hunk and his friend enjoyed Chris and his cousins at the local dump. And they did dump a load.
To clear his mind, Chris took a weekend off from building. He helped out at the ferry to let the sea breeze clear his brain. But even those days were filled with people trying to force themselves into his pants. Not that the bronzed, headstrong 19-year-old builder minded. But some guys take what isn’t given willingly. Sun, Sea, Music… and Sex.
Being called a liar by his best friend hit him hard. And all Chris did was recall the amazing encounter with the Island’s only black dude. But sometimes you need to endure a little drama to solidify a relationship. This was a weekend from hell, and Chris ended up in the wrong bed but had no regrets about it. Jelmer just needed a bit more time.
When you fall off a horse, you need to hop right back on. This holds true for Chris, too. He found a changed Jelmer. He needed his space after their shopping trip to Amsterdam. And opportunities arose when the BBC of Officer Tom wanted more than an autograph. He wanted to fool around with the white boy and knew the perfect spot with a gloryhole.
Chris and the guys take ‘a walk on the wild side.’ Shopping and dancing in Amsterdam. Finding a kinky leather fetish shop to get kitted out and a raunchy nightclub with a leather and denim theme where they learn about subservience and obedience from a master and his sub. The building work on the Island had to take a backseat for a day or two.
Christopher earned a break. With the cabins stripped and supplies ordered, he spent a few days at Jelmer’s place, stripping his lover of all modesty. A long beach walk led them to a group of senior Scouts in a public restroom, all willing to earn their ‘ass-fucking badges’ under Chris’s stern, expert command. The Island is getting wilder every day.
Christopher’s fame on the Island grew in leaps and bounds. Not just for singing with his idol, but for the daring rescue of a friend. He prevented a group of predatory bikers from abusing the young lad, humiliating them to the bone and blackmailing them into giving up their leather gear. Running them off the Island he had grown to love so much.
Christopher’s working holiday had started. And that in more ways than one. He discovered something new. He liked sex with men and sex in kinky leather. And the Islander group of guys he used to hang out with delivered.
The warm family welcome was a nice change from the nasty comments his siblings gave Chris at home. The holiday had started off warm. But the heat Jelmer and Jessie gave him late that day and into the following morning was even hotter. Turned out all three men arrived at the same conclusion. They were gay. The Island is begging to be explored.
Christopher (19) had finished school with excellent marks. He was set to go to a technical college. He planned a 4-month working vacation on his favorite paradise Island. To discover himself. The ferry ride over started out great. He had his first anonymous encounter with a burly leather-wearing man. The nasty blowjob gave him a taste for more.