A gracious, though opportunistic, appealing Gay couturier and purveyor of Gay fetish couture, as well as other cultural merchandise, sees opportunity, along with potential in a particular leather master and his slave boi of interest. While the merchant plays into the slave boi’s openness and genuine nature, he has an irresistible offer for his master—of which will include all three of them. To ingratiate these leather men, the couturier side of this merchant comes forth, as he ply’s them with leather gear, a private photography session—and complimentary use of a dungeon-like preview room—for their play, and his implied voyeurism. However, subtle implications by the merchant to this metropolis’s leather community for Master Nick and Slave Boi Kyle will loom beyond this night.
Snippet: "The Master’s harness and jockstrap in total black leather, and his slave boi’s jockstrap and harness of leather, though as totally white as the pure driven snow, the man behind these cell phone camera considers, as he also indulges in his work, both posing so strikingly before the leather pride flag. As it hangs vertically, it makes these two leather men appear—well—almost if they were statues—models—for the—the leather community. Ah—just imagine—imagine just the right shot of this gracing the case of a DVD—my DVD."
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