FACT OR FICTION
It was Saturday morning and I rode my BMW motorcycle down the M3 to see him. It was an invigorating ride, dressed as I was in my one- piece leathers, boots, gloves and graphite colored full-faced crash helmet with the mirrored visor hiding my face, and heightened by the rubber cat suit I was wearing under that, and the metal butt plug sealed in by the rubber suit.
He was expecting me, but not in the way I intended. We had been chatting on-line for some time and he had suggested that we meet at a convenient pub. That meeting went well, and we arranged to meet again. During one of our on-line chats he invited me down to spend the day. He had also mentioned one of his fantasies. So here I am, having arrived at the block where his flat is, I pause as I climb the stairs, I remove my helmet and put on a full rubber hood, zipping it up and tucking the bottom into my cat suit. I smooth out the wrinkles and replace my crash helmet. Outside his front door I pull the visor down and ring the bell, I can only hear the muffled sounds of someone coming to the door, it opens and he stands there, his mouth drops open in surprise and his heart skips a beat, I step in before he can close the door on me. He is dressed as arranged in a well-polished rubber cat suit, which covers all of him except his head, I lift my visor and the full realization of what is to happen hits him. Before he can react further I tell him to put on some strong shoes and the motorcycle gear I have brought for him. It’s not leather, because he said he doesn't like that. He starts to question me but I tell him to be quiet and do as he is told. Before we leave he puts on his full tight fitting rubber hood, and I put some leather wrist cuffs on him, they have rings for later use.
We leave his flat and walk to my bike, he gets on the pillion, and once I'm on I fasten each wrist to matching rings on my k**ney belt. I set off to a secluded place I have found on a common nearby. It had taken some time to find because he was quite particular in his requirements, and my aim was to surprise, but please him. I parked and released him from my belt, but attached him to the bike instead. I didn't want him running away at this stage. I release him and push him towards an old woodman’s hut in a secluded spot away from the public footpaths. There is a smelly old mattress on the floor, but with what I’ve got planned smell is the last thing that will be on his mind.
I tell him to remove the bike gear and to kneel on the mattress and face the wall. I clip his wrists behind him then blindfold, and gag him. He starts to whimper, joy or fear, who knows? I go behind him and putting my arms round him start to rub his pierced nipples, they react and the rings strain against the rubber. His breathing is quickening, but I do not want this to end too quickly, that wouldn't be fair. I move my hands down his chest, and then back up to massage his rubber-encased head. He is moaning, I think now from pleasure, and that’s how it should be, but he mustn't know it.
He has a large bulge in the front of his suit and I rub it to enlarge it more, his moaning increases and I tell him to keep quiet or it will get worse. He is breathing strongly through the nose holes in his hood, my heart is also racing, but I am nowhere near the climax. I lower him forward onto his chest and turn his head to the side, I know he wants to try breath control but this is neither the time nor place for that. I continue rubbing his bulge, his nipples and head, he is breathing quite fast now, and he has started moaning again.
Kneeling between his legs I turn my attention to the crotch zip in his suit; it easily slides open, perhaps well used, and is an invitation for me. I cup his buttocks, tightly encased in shining rubber, they are firm, his time at the gym has not been wasted. I then blow gently into the crack between his glistening globes and I kiss each buttock and run my tongue along the crack, he shudders involuntarily. I moisten with spit one of my rubber-gloved fingers and gently rub it round the puckered rim of his arse. He squirms as I gently insert the finger, first to try to avoid what is coming then in resignation as he relaxes and welcomes the finger, then another, and he squirms again his buttocks clenching, encouraging more fingers in. I am still rubbing his buttocks and back, he is writhing now and could be getting close, I don't want it to end yet.
I remove my fingers and unzip my leathers; my prick is hard with anticipation and is straining against the rubber prison of my cat suit. I undo my crotch zip and my rubber sheathed prick sticks out ready for action, my PA ring clearly defined through the rubber. My rod is poised at the rim of his arse and after using some lube I gently enter his hole, where it is permanent night. He flinches as if to reject the intruder, but realizing it will not help accepts me with a muffled groan of pleasure. I move slowly in and out, he groans and I increase speed and intensity. His breathing is really hard and fast and his groans get louder, I am worried that the noise will attract attention. I can feel the tension building up in me, my breathing is also hard and fast and with a few more thrusts I cum with an intensity I haven't experienced before, just as he shudders and groans, his buttocks clutching me, holding me in him.
I pull out, the rubber suit is moving deliciously over my skin from the sweat, and with the leather over that I am sweating quite a lot. He is still panting hard, but relaxed. I undo his wrists, remove the gag, and turn him over onto his back. His breathing has slowed to a steady rhythm and there is the gentle rise and fall of his chest. I lean down and kiss him full on the lips, he responds and our tongues meet. I remove the blindfold, I can see beads of sweat on his skin not covered with rubber, the look in his eyes says it all and he pulls my head down and still holding me to him kisses me full on the lips in a long lingering moment of thanks.
I lie down beside him and drop off to sleep; not knowing what awaits me when I wake up...
I can hear rustling sounds as I come to from a restful sleep, I try to turn over to my side but my arms and legs are secured away from my body in a St Andrews cross position. I turn my head he is doing something just out of my vision. While I was sleeping he has gagged me, but he has left my eyes clear. I don't struggle, I have every trust in him, I know, no hope that what he has in store will give him as much pleasure as I am sure it will give me. He comes over and puts a finger to his lips indicating no talking, strange as all I can do is muumph into my gag.
He then blindfolds me, and all I am left with is the muffled sounds through my hood. I then feel his hands sliding along my legs from my feet up to my thighs. His touch is gentle but masterful, he knows what he is doing, and with me unable to do a thing will achieve his goal. His fingers brush lightly, well they feel light through the leather and rubber, over my groin, and I can sense a stirring there. He moves up over my stomach and my muscles flutter with nervous anticipation, and on reaching my chest I feel my nipples being massaged. It’s a strange feeling through the two differing layers. He then kisses my nipples through the clothing then his hands move up to my neck; I tilt my head back as far as I'm able to give him more access. He caresses my neck and kisses my Adams apple, and then moves his hands to my rubbered face and head. He traces the outline of my eyes and nose with his finger and gently strokes my cheeks. His finger lingers over my gagged mouth and pushes on the gag just to reinforce his control over me.
I then feel the zip of my leathers being slowly undone, he takes it right down as far as it will go and kneeling astride me puts his hands on my chest and then out to the sides under the leather, his fingertips rubbing my body in its tightly encased rubber suit. His breathing is slow and steady, and he occasionally lets out a low groan of pleasure. He opens up my leathers exposing my nipples, which he kisses through the rubber. He playfully bites on my nipple bars, which are trying to burst through their rubber prison, and then he turns his attention to my chest and neck again, kissing and sucking as he moves up to my face again.
His lips brush over my covered eyes, his gloved fingers gently holding my head still in a reassuring manner. He murmurs, "Be still, my lovely rubber friend, the best is yet to come." He pulls at the zip of my cat suit, there is a draught of cool air on my chest and more of it is exposed, he takes it down to my groin and beyond, stopping at a point between my balls and backside. His rubber-gloved hand gently grasps my cock and pulls it out from its rubber trap, and it stands proud having been freed. His hand feels very warm as it encircles the shaft and he runs his thumb over the head and lingers on my PA ring just giving it a little pressure. His other hand has cupped my balls as though he is weighing them, I am surrounded by warmth down there, it is very comforting and he is being very gentle.
His mouth moves back to my bare chest and he again licks and sucks my nipples, making little slurping noises. He hasn't let go of my cock and is rubbing it gently, using his thumb to rub round the head and play with the metal ring through its rubber sheath. He always said the PA made him horny, now he has it in his hand and I am helpless to stop him, not that I would anyway, he is too nice for that, and I want him to be happy.
His fingers encircle the head of my cock and he starts to rub it, the head poking through the ring his fingers have made. I am powerless to stop, but I wouldn't have it any other way. I have given myself to him as a sign of the trust I have in him. I then feel his warm breath on my cock and he starts kissing it and licking the end, and then licking and kissing the shaft right to the base, his fingers are cupping by balls. He seems entranced by my PA ring, its larger than the one he saw in the picture I sent him, I had warned him that I would be enlarging the hole and although it’s only a 6mm ring it’s much larger than what he was expecting. He said he liked the small one so I imagine he more than likes this one, and that's why he is giving it so much attention.
He continues giving my very hard cock lots of attention and he had said he liked the size of it in the picture, but now he could see it for real it was much bigger, nice and thick, he hadn't thought he could accommodate one as big as that, but I proved him wrong on that score. During one of our online chats he had boasted that he could suck for England, I had just laughed but now I knew he was probably right. I wanted all of me into his mouth; I wish my hands were free so I could hold his tightly rubbered head onto me and ensure that he did his duty to me.
He turns round so he is straddling me and I am presented with his rubber covered buttocks, he undoes his crotch zip and his stiff member is above my eyes, I ask him to let me suck him and he adjusts himself so I can lick and persuade his cock into my mouth. He lowers himself to let me take all of him into me; he is still giving my member lots of attention. For a while all that can be heard is the squeaking of rubber on rubber and slurping noises as two mouths are very well employed and full.
I start to arch my body he knows I am near again; he slows down to let me work on him to bring him up. I can feel his knob twitching it is very hard and I can sense that he is almost near, we are both moaning with pleasure and the slurping takes on a more urgent note. His head is moving quite fast now and his grip on my cock is tightening, I am trying to get all of him into my mouth and not lose it, I sense his buttocks stiffening and he is thrusting into my mouth I try raising my buttocks so he has all of me in him. His legs grip my head tightly and he thrusts down onto me, his arms are clenching my thighs ensuring he doesn't let go. I start feeling my orgasm start and I know I am no longer in control, I feel it building up and this seems to trigger a similar response in him. His legs grip me tighter and there is and urgency in his sucking. My body is on fire my nerves are reaching that point where there is that sublime tingling, his body tenses up and I know he is having the same feeling. I explode with a tremendous rush and feel him doing the same with us both letting out muffled cries of ecstasy.
He lowers himself gently onto me we are still sucking each other he is warm and his cock is still twitching slightly. My cock is slowly subsiding despite him trying to keep it hard. He then pulls himself out of my mouth and letting me go he gets up and turns round to face me. I can see a smile on his face and in his eyes. He kisses me gently but fully on the lips, and my tongue is eager to explore his mouth. He reaches behind my head and finding the zip undoes my hood, which he removes to reveal my shaved head. He says "I didn't think you would do that for me" I said "why not, it’s what you wanted, your own rubber skin!...
He was expecting me, but not in the way I intended. We had been chatting on-line for some time and he had suggested that we meet at a convenient pub. That meeting went well, and we arranged to meet again. During one of our on-line chats he invited me down to spend the day. He had also mentioned one of his fantasies. So here I am, having arrived at the block where his flat is, I pause as I climb the stairs, I remove my helmet and put on a full rubber hood, zipping it up and tucking the bottom into my cat suit. I smooth out the wrinkles and replace my crash helmet. Outside his front door I pull the visor down and ring the bell, I can only hear the muffled sounds of someone coming to the door, it opens and he stands there, his mouth drops open in surprise and his heart skips a beat, I step in before he can close the door on me. He is dressed as arranged in a well-polished rubber cat suit, which covers all of him except his head, I lift my visor and the full realization of what is to happen hits him. Before he can react further I tell him to put on some strong shoes and the motorcycle gear I have brought for him. It’s not leather, because he said he doesn't like that. He starts to question me but I tell him to be quiet and do as he is told. Before we leave he puts on his full tight fitting rubber hood, and I put some leather wrist cuffs on him, they have rings for later use.
We leave his flat and walk to my bike, he gets on the pillion, and once I'm on I fasten each wrist to matching rings on my k**ney belt. I set off to a secluded place I have found on a common nearby. It had taken some time to find because he was quite particular in his requirements, and my aim was to surprise, but please him. I parked and released him from my belt, but attached him to the bike instead. I didn't want him running away at this stage. I release him and push him towards an old woodman’s hut in a secluded spot away from the public footpaths. There is a smelly old mattress on the floor, but with what I’ve got planned smell is the last thing that will be on his mind.
I tell him to remove the bike gear and to kneel on the mattress and face the wall. I clip his wrists behind him then blindfold, and gag him. He starts to whimper, joy or fear, who knows? I go behind him and putting my arms round him start to rub his pierced nipples, they react and the rings strain against the rubber. His breathing is quickening, but I do not want this to end too quickly, that wouldn't be fair. I move my hands down his chest, and then back up to massage his rubber-encased head. He is moaning, I think now from pleasure, and that’s how it should be, but he mustn't know it.
He has a large bulge in the front of his suit and I rub it to enlarge it more, his moaning increases and I tell him to keep quiet or it will get worse. He is breathing strongly through the nose holes in his hood, my heart is also racing, but I am nowhere near the climax. I lower him forward onto his chest and turn his head to the side, I know he wants to try breath control but this is neither the time nor place for that. I continue rubbing his bulge, his nipples and head, he is breathing quite fast now, and he has started moaning again.
Kneeling between his legs I turn my attention to the crotch zip in his suit; it easily slides open, perhaps well used, and is an invitation for me. I cup his buttocks, tightly encased in shining rubber, they are firm, his time at the gym has not been wasted. I then blow gently into the crack between his glistening globes and I kiss each buttock and run my tongue along the crack, he shudders involuntarily. I moisten with spit one of my rubber-gloved fingers and gently rub it round the puckered rim of his arse. He squirms as I gently insert the finger, first to try to avoid what is coming then in resignation as he relaxes and welcomes the finger, then another, and he squirms again his buttocks clenching, encouraging more fingers in. I am still rubbing his buttocks and back, he is writhing now and could be getting close, I don't want it to end yet.
I remove my fingers and unzip my leathers; my prick is hard with anticipation and is straining against the rubber prison of my cat suit. I undo my crotch zip and my rubber sheathed prick sticks out ready for action, my PA ring clearly defined through the rubber. My rod is poised at the rim of his arse and after using some lube I gently enter his hole, where it is permanent night. He flinches as if to reject the intruder, but realizing it will not help accepts me with a muffled groan of pleasure. I move slowly in and out, he groans and I increase speed and intensity. His breathing is really hard and fast and his groans get louder, I am worried that the noise will attract attention. I can feel the tension building up in me, my breathing is also hard and fast and with a few more thrusts I cum with an intensity I haven't experienced before, just as he shudders and groans, his buttocks clutching me, holding me in him.
I pull out, the rubber suit is moving deliciously over my skin from the sweat, and with the leather over that I am sweating quite a lot. He is still panting hard, but relaxed. I undo his wrists, remove the gag, and turn him over onto his back. His breathing has slowed to a steady rhythm and there is the gentle rise and fall of his chest. I lean down and kiss him full on the lips, he responds and our tongues meet. I remove the blindfold, I can see beads of sweat on his skin not covered with rubber, the look in his eyes says it all and he pulls my head down and still holding me to him kisses me full on the lips in a long lingering moment of thanks.
I lie down beside him and drop off to sleep; not knowing what awaits me when I wake up...
I can hear rustling sounds as I come to from a restful sleep, I try to turn over to my side but my arms and legs are secured away from my body in a St Andrews cross position. I turn my head he is doing something just out of my vision. While I was sleeping he has gagged me, but he has left my eyes clear. I don't struggle, I have every trust in him, I know, no hope that what he has in store will give him as much pleasure as I am sure it will give me. He comes over and puts a finger to his lips indicating no talking, strange as all I can do is muumph into my gag.
He then blindfolds me, and all I am left with is the muffled sounds through my hood. I then feel his hands sliding along my legs from my feet up to my thighs. His touch is gentle but masterful, he knows what he is doing, and with me unable to do a thing will achieve his goal. His fingers brush lightly, well they feel light through the leather and rubber, over my groin, and I can sense a stirring there. He moves up over my stomach and my muscles flutter with nervous anticipation, and on reaching my chest I feel my nipples being massaged. It’s a strange feeling through the two differing layers. He then kisses my nipples through the clothing then his hands move up to my neck; I tilt my head back as far as I'm able to give him more access. He caresses my neck and kisses my Adams apple, and then moves his hands to my rubbered face and head. He traces the outline of my eyes and nose with his finger and gently strokes my cheeks. His finger lingers over my gagged mouth and pushes on the gag just to reinforce his control over me.
I then feel the zip of my leathers being slowly undone, he takes it right down as far as it will go and kneeling astride me puts his hands on my chest and then out to the sides under the leather, his fingertips rubbing my body in its tightly encased rubber suit. His breathing is slow and steady, and he occasionally lets out a low groan of pleasure. He opens up my leathers exposing my nipples, which he kisses through the rubber. He playfully bites on my nipple bars, which are trying to burst through their rubber prison, and then he turns his attention to my chest and neck again, kissing and sucking as he moves up to my face again.
His lips brush over my covered eyes, his gloved fingers gently holding my head still in a reassuring manner. He murmurs, "Be still, my lovely rubber friend, the best is yet to come." He pulls at the zip of my cat suit, there is a draught of cool air on my chest and more of it is exposed, he takes it down to my groin and beyond, stopping at a point between my balls and backside. His rubber-gloved hand gently grasps my cock and pulls it out from its rubber trap, and it stands proud having been freed. His hand feels very warm as it encircles the shaft and he runs his thumb over the head and lingers on my PA ring just giving it a little pressure. His other hand has cupped my balls as though he is weighing them, I am surrounded by warmth down there, it is very comforting and he is being very gentle.
His mouth moves back to my bare chest and he again licks and sucks my nipples, making little slurping noises. He hasn't let go of my cock and is rubbing it gently, using his thumb to rub round the head and play with the metal ring through its rubber sheath. He always said the PA made him horny, now he has it in his hand and I am helpless to stop him, not that I would anyway, he is too nice for that, and I want him to be happy.
His fingers encircle the head of my cock and he starts to rub it, the head poking through the ring his fingers have made. I am powerless to stop, but I wouldn't have it any other way. I have given myself to him as a sign of the trust I have in him. I then feel his warm breath on my cock and he starts kissing it and licking the end, and then licking and kissing the shaft right to the base, his fingers are cupping by balls. He seems entranced by my PA ring, its larger than the one he saw in the picture I sent him, I had warned him that I would be enlarging the hole and although it’s only a 6mm ring it’s much larger than what he was expecting. He said he liked the small one so I imagine he more than likes this one, and that's why he is giving it so much attention.
He continues giving my very hard cock lots of attention and he had said he liked the size of it in the picture, but now he could see it for real it was much bigger, nice and thick, he hadn't thought he could accommodate one as big as that, but I proved him wrong on that score. During one of our online chats he had boasted that he could suck for England, I had just laughed but now I knew he was probably right. I wanted all of me into his mouth; I wish my hands were free so I could hold his tightly rubbered head onto me and ensure that he did his duty to me.
He turns round so he is straddling me and I am presented with his rubber covered buttocks, he undoes his crotch zip and his stiff member is above my eyes, I ask him to let me suck him and he adjusts himself so I can lick and persuade his cock into my mouth. He lowers himself to let me take all of him into me; he is still giving my member lots of attention. For a while all that can be heard is the squeaking of rubber on rubber and slurping noises as two mouths are very well employed and full.
I start to arch my body he knows I am near again; he slows down to let me work on him to bring him up. I can feel his knob twitching it is very hard and I can sense that he is almost near, we are both moaning with pleasure and the slurping takes on a more urgent note. His head is moving quite fast now and his grip on my cock is tightening, I am trying to get all of him into my mouth and not lose it, I sense his buttocks stiffening and he is thrusting into my mouth I try raising my buttocks so he has all of me in him. His legs grip my head tightly and he thrusts down onto me, his arms are clenching my thighs ensuring he doesn't let go. I start feeling my orgasm start and I know I am no longer in control, I feel it building up and this seems to trigger a similar response in him. His legs grip me tighter and there is and urgency in his sucking. My body is on fire my nerves are reaching that point where there is that sublime tingling, his body tenses up and I know he is having the same feeling. I explode with a tremendous rush and feel him doing the same with us both letting out muffled cries of ecstasy.
He lowers himself gently onto me we are still sucking each other he is warm and his cock is still twitching slightly. My cock is slowly subsiding despite him trying to keep it hard. He then pulls himself out of my mouth and letting me go he gets up and turns round to face me. I can see a smile on his face and in his eyes. He kisses me gently but fully on the lips, and my tongue is eager to explore his mouth. He reaches behind my head and finding the zip undoes my hood, which he removes to reveal my shaved head. He says "I didn't think you would do that for me" I said "why not, it’s what you wanted, your own rubber skin!...
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