That’s right. Just becoming more of a leatherman with each thrust.
Loving the smell. Loving the feel.
And especially loving how it looks on you… and on others.
And whether you’re wearing your leather or not, the sight of another man in leather always gets you so horned up.
“Damn Coach, I look awesome… and this leather… fuck… I love how it feels on me man.
But damn I’m nothing compared to you in your leather there.
As much as I love all this, how about we strip down some … you gotta know just how grateful I am…
and how fuckin’ sexy I think you are.”
