Power & Leather: Alex Marte Takes Control Over Allen King

Alex Marte and Allen King bring the hottest gay leather fetish scene to the leather club, where skin against skin becomes an art form as these two devastatingly handsome men give the world exactly what it’s come to crave – raw pleasure wrapped in tight-fitting leather outfits that not only tease the senses but promise the ultimate sexual liberation. From the first touch of Allen’s leather union suit against Alex’s leather vest, through the intense sling session where every inch of skin and leather slides together, these studs replace conviction and commitment, delivering a performance of mutual satisfaction that any gay leather fetish fan would happily burn for.

The basement floors of the leather club reverberated with the thud of music and the sting of slaps upon skin. Allen King, young but already sculpted perfection in sleek black leather, stood against the far wall. The union suit clung like a second skin to his muscular form, its cropped legs revealing powerful thighs and calves, while his wet-looking leather boots completed the look.

Alex Marte was the first to notice him – the first, and the only one with the nerve to approach. The Italian bear was barely contained beneath a black leather vest that billowed open, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of his own leather attire beneath. As he crossed the room, Alex’s eyes never left Allen – watching, evaluating, already mapping out the possibilities.

There was no hesitation when Alex finally closed the distance. His hand found Allen’s leather-covered cock, already straining against the material. “You look like you need something,” Alex growled, his accent thickening with arousal.

“Fuck yeah,” Allen breathed, his eyes wide with anticipation.

The first touch was electric – Alex’s rough hand squeezing Allen’s through the tight leather, making the younger man whimper. Then Alex was on his knees, unzipping the union suit just enough to free Allen’s cock. The leather stretched impossibly tight around Allen’s hips as Alex wrapped his lips around the throbbing shaft, sucking hungrily.

Allen’s hands flew to Alex’s hair, pulling and urging him on. “More,” he demanded. “More, you leather bastard.”

Alex complied, pulling back just enough to spit on his hand before pushing it between Allen’s leather-clad ass cheeks. His fingers found the wanting hole and pushed in without resistance. Allen bucked against him, moaning loudly in the dark club.

“Fuck,” Allen gasped. “Yes, god, yes!”

Alex pulled his mouth off Allen’s cock just long enough to growl, “You want my fat Italian cock, boy?”

“Fucking yes,” Allen panted, his hips thrusting desperately.

Lifting Allen effortlessly, Alex carried him to the nearby leather sling. The young man’s eyes widened with excitement as Alex stripped off the union suit, revealing his perfect body to the club lights.

With no ceremony, Alex positioned himself behind Allen, already saddled in the sling. The younger man looked back, his eyes hungry and pleading. “Fuck me rough,” he insisted. “Make it hurt.”

Alex didn’t need to be told twice. In one smooth motion, he plunged deep inside Allen, who cried out with delicious pain. The leather-encased bodies slid together with each thrust – Alex’s palms burning against Allen’s leather-coated thighs.

“And fast,” Allen demanded. “Fuck me fast!”

Alex’s hips moved with Economic precision – rough, fast, and powerful thrusts that made Allen scream with every downward motion. The sling creaked with the force of their coupling, the sound lost in Allen’s increasingly desperate cries.

In the dark corner of the club, leather didn’t just cover skin – it became part of the pleasure, part of the pain, part of the primal dance between these two predators of the leather scene. A bamboo cannon of hot cum erupted from both men simultaneously, painting Allen’s chest and back, dripping down his leather-covered torso.

For a long moment, they just breathed there – connected, covered in leather and each other’s sweat. Then Alex pulled out slowly, causing Allen to whimper.

“Again,” Allen demanded, his eyes blazing with newfound lust. “Again, you leather motherfucker.”

And Alex, true to his nature, smiled wickedly as he said, “With pleasure.”

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