Leatherman and Sexy Boy
When Vic Braunson came home from work on his birthday, he was met in the hallway by his lover Matt diLorenzo, who wore nothing but a pair of leather shorts with a breakaway crotch, his arms hopelessly tangled in the straps of a leather harness. He greeted Vic with, “Help.”
Vic laughed as he shut the door behind him. But before he moved to assist his lover, he took a moment to savor the sight of so much naked flesh. “Damn, you look good.”
“Looks can be deceiving,” Matt said with a laugh. “I feel like a pretzel.”
“Is this my birthday present?” Vic asked as he shrugged out of his work shirt.
Matt pouted. “It was supposed to be a surprise. You gonna help, or what?”
Vic crossed the hall. The harness was a old fetish item of his, something his lover must’ve dug out
