A meeting in Leather – Part 16.

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A meeting in Leather – Part 16.
“A Rough talking to, and a Rough Fuck.”

That Saturday morning Dave and I got out of bed early. We were both a bit tense because Mom and Dad would come home later that morning from their family visit and vacation. We both expected that they would have a lot of negative comments about the changes I had made to my appearance in their absence.
We cleaned up the whole house. And planned exactly what we would wear, what we would keep in sight, and what we wanted to keep hidden from them for a while.

Dave hung his new modern Leather Biker Jacket on the coat rack in the hallway. And I put my Cowboy boots in the kitchen. My moped had to be cleaned, so I already put it on the terrace.
In our bedrooms we also stored the things away that we didn’t want them to see. Knowing that our mother always checked and commented on everything. In fact, nothing was ever good enough, if she hadn’t bought it herself for us. And according to Dave and myself, something really had to be changed in that department.

I deliberately placed a couple of Gay-safe condoms on my desk and Dave a dildo on his bedside table as a tease. I put on the Leather Jeans, the white sneakers and a nice blouse with short sleeves, as well as the Leather wristband wallet. Dave put on his motorcycle boots under blue camouflage pants and a sport shirt. We both put on our chains. This look was sufficiently different for both of us than what our parents were used to from us. But not overly ‘gay’, if there is such a thing at all. And we prepared ourselves mentally as well as possible for the comments we expected from them.

I went outside and cleaned my moped. And Dave read a book in the living room. We were both clearly tense. Because when the doorbell rang we both got stressed. But it was Stevan; “Hey boys!”, he said as we both rushed to the door. “Robert, thank you for lending me your biker vest.”. He gave it back to me and told; “I went home with Erik-Jan yesterday and slept there.”, he said proudly. “Oh, hi Stef… I … no we… didn’t expect you. Ehmmm… Had a nice evening with EJ, have you?”, I asked curiously and got a poke in my side from Dave. “That doesn’t concern you, Robby!”, he said. “Oh, yes man,… We did it!… and I thought it was great!… The girl we brought home did it with the both of us. And…”, he began, but he fell silent looking at us. “Is there something wrong boys? Am I inconveniencing you?”, he asked.

“No, sorry… come on in Stef.”, said Dave. “We were expecting our parents home from their vacation. And they were not happy when I told them that I had bought Leathers and a moped without them. So we are expecting a sermon or two. That makes us a little tense.”, I told Stevan.
“Ah yes,… I understand… I would rather avoid discussions like that with my parents as well.”, Stevan said, and continued; “Cool, thanks for letting me borrow the vest Robby, and I’ll see you on your birthday, okay?”. “Great Stef, Then I’ll see you Thursday morning. And then you can tell me all about the horny trio from last night…”, I said with a wink.

Stevan left. But before he left the house, I gave him a pat on the back. Grabbed his arm and pulled his shoulder against mine and rubbed him briefly. “See you later, friend!”, I whispered in his ear. “See you, buddy.”, he replied.

“Dave this is crazy. We are getting fucked up over nothing. We don’t even know what Dad or Mom are going to say, or do. This will stop right away! We are who we are. And they will discover that soon enough. Maybe not everything at once, and maybe not today. But then soon enough. We did NOTHING wrong!”, I said resolutely. And I got a high-five from Dave. “You’re right! Let’s just go and eat something. We’ll see what happens. But know that I’m on your side, brother of mine!”, he said, relieved.

We ate an early lunch and chatted. After washing the dishes, I waxed the moped. It was now shining like new in the late summer sun. The doorbell rang and I walked to the front door. “Hi Robert, we’re back!”, my father said. Dave had come to stand behind me. “Ha Dave.”, he told him. “Had a good trip Dad?”, asked Dave. Mom came in with a few bags, looked at me, at Dave, at the clothes we were wearing and at my haircut. “WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO YOURSELF BOY!”, she shouted angrily at me.

“Yes, nice to see you too, Mom.”, I said indifferently. I walked past her outside and grabbed the suitcases from the trunk of our car. I heard Dave talking to her in the hall. But did not know exactly what he said to our parents. When I arrived back inside I immediately took one of the two suitcases upstairs without saying a word to my mother or father. Dave followed me with the other suitcase. “Is everything okay, Robb… ehmmm… Robert?”, he asked softly. “No, not at all okay!”, I said loudly with tears in my eyes. I went to my room and locked the door behind me.

It was not until about four o’clock that I went downstairs and prepared dinner for us. I made a nice rice table for the four of us. My moped was no longer on the terrace. And I also missed my Cowboy Boots that I had put in the kitchen. Mom walked past me a few times, and sometimes kept looking at me for a moment, shaking her head. I ignored her without ignoring her. We spoke but did not say anything. My father called her upstairs and they got into a heavy argument. Dave came to stand behind me in the kitchen. “Hi, don’t let them get to you Robby… I’m behind you. Just keep on answering nicely when they ask questions. If you know nothing to say, you just don’t say anything.”, he said and gave me a hug. I asked him to set the table, and together we put the meal on it. It smelled delicious and it looked pretty nice, even though I say so myself. I had done my stinking best on this special dinner.

We were already waiting for our parents at the dinner table when they came down. “That smells good guys!”, our father said. They sat down at the table and we scooped up the food. In silence we ate for a while. The tension was very high though. So that silence did not last long. “Robert, I don’t want you to wear those clothes, casino şirketleri I can’t clean them. And you’re going to bring that moped back right away as well! You don’t need it for anything.”, she said irritably. “And you are going to our hairdresser tomorrow and then you let those bleached locks be cut away. Otherwise I will do it myself! You are not gay, are you? That is not a good look on you at all!”, she commanded me. Steam was almost coming out of her ears. “And what’s this?”, my father asked as he threw my gay-safe condoms and Dave’s dildo on the table.

Dave squeezed my leg. I counted to ten. “Those are my condoms Dad. I got them from Doctor Jonathan when I asked him for sex education that I never got from you. A boy of almost 17 years old must behave safely when he has his first experiments in that field.”, I said very calmly. Dave almost choked. “And no Mom, I cannot yet say whether I am gay or straight. I just have not had enough experiences to come to any kind of definitive conclusion about it.”, I continued in the direction of my mother.

“In the last few years you dictated my life by saying; I don’t want you to do this …”, and “I don’t want you to do that…”. “You must wear this…”. “You cut you her like that”, and “You’re going to Judo because we say so…”, I said with a huge sigh. “But you never asked me, what I really wanted myself. That made me insecure. You,… made me insecure mother! I never felt that I could live my own life. That I was allowed to make my own mistakes. Or that I could come to you with my questions, for an open and honest conversation. Where my opinions counted just as heavily as yours.”, I said visibly upset.

“He has a point there.”, said Dave. “I also often had to do things secretly, because I already knew in advance that you would react negatively. And that Dildo, Dad, is my toy. Just because I like to use it in my sex games.”, he said. “You live under our roof, so you do what we say!”, our mother replied angrily. “That’s right, and we love you very much. But it’s about time you let us live. And please don’t tell us how to do that.”, I replied with all due respect.

“From now on you will see me in different clothes. That is my choice. From now on you will see that I am seeing other friends. That is my choice. From now on you will see that I am going out with my friends on my moped, or go to an internship place for school on it. From now on I will look for a part-time job, because I have to pay for all of this myself. And there will be more things that I am going to change! Not to annoy you, but because I want to, and need to, live my own life. “, I said highly irritable.

“I have invited my new friends from fitness over for Thursdays party, and I have quit Judo. From now on I will go to Doctor Jonathan instead of your doctor. And from now on I want to make my own choices! But I still love the two of you very much. And I will always remain your son. Even though you are not happy with me or my new choices!”, I said and walked off the table. I walked outside and they looked at me through the window. And I picked up my Cowboy Boots and Dave’s Leather Motor Jacket from the trash can. And I heard outside how Dave exploded in a rage. He ran to me and took the dirty Jacket from me. Walked with it to the dining room and screamed everything together that was fast and lose. He was furious. In the kitchen I pulled him upstairs. And we went to his bedroom.

A few hours later there was a knock at the door. We looked at each other and said nothing. “May I talk to you guys?”, our father asked. “Come in, Dad.”, Dave replied. “I have discussed it with your mother. And we want to apologize. We were completely wrong. Sorry, boys. On behalf of your mother as well. Of course, we respect your choices and privacy.”, he said, deeply embarrassed. And gave me the condoms back and Dave his dildo. Dave thanked him, and accepted his apology.

My father was looking at me now. “Dad, is it really bad if I go and sleep on that answer for a while?”, I asked, still angry and disappointed. “Why boy?”, he asked sincerely. “Because I still can’t estimate how you would react if I, for example, come to the conclusion that I would be gay, straight or even bisexual. I NEVER want to experience something like this afternoon anymore! That’s why I can’t accept your apology right now.”, I said with a trembling voice. “Robert has a damned good point there too, Dad!”, said Dave. “I have a boyfriend. And yes, we also have sex with each other. But I’m still your son.”, he said without emotion. “And, if Mom wants to apologize, I think she should have been here, don’t you think so Dad?”, he said, disappointed and relieved that he had now more or less come out of the closet.

Dad kept looking at us for a moment. “Oh… Yeah… You caught me off guard there for a bit, Dave. But that is indeed your choice. As long as you’re happy! And you’re right, mommy should have been here too, I think. I’ll tell her of your choices…”, he said. “Dad?”, I asked. “Yes Robert?”, he answered. “I haven’t made a definitive choice for a partner yet. As soon as I know, you will be the first one I tell! So don’t make any stupid assumptions. My clothing, my behavior, my hairstyle, my moped… have nothing to do with my sexual preferences!”, I said and walked away and slammed my bedroom door behind me.

Late that night I cleaned my boots and cleaned Dave’s modern Leather Biker Jacket and put Leather care products on it, while the rest were asleep. I sent Erik-Jan an SMS and soon got the invitation to visit him. That night I talked to him and his parents about the whole incident. It was a relief…, no a revelation…, to hear how frank they could talk about such matters. Actually it should not have surprised me at all because both of them were psychologists. We were able to give everything a place in my mind, and I was invited to stay over for the night. A mattress was placed next to Erik-Jan’s bed and I slept on the floor next to him. Relieved and rested from the stress of the day before, I went home after breakfast with Erik-Jan’s family.

“WHERE casino firmalari THE HELL ARE YOU COMING FROM!”, my mother shouted at me. And my father and Dave came running. “He was with Erik-Jan, he sent you a text message.”, said Dave in my defense. I walked in. Took my Leather Biker Jacket from my closet and put on my cowboy boots and grabbed the helmet. “Greetings. If this is how you are going to react every time, than I don’t want to be around you anymore!”, I yelled and left with an unknown destination on the moped.

In the city center I stopped for a moment at the shop window of the Bicycle store, looking inside. Wesley stopped his motorcycle next to me. “Hey Robby, making an early morning ride too?”, he asked. “Well, I fled the house earlier. My parents are home again and they were not happy with the choice for this moped”, I said. “Oh, come on in… Then we can talk.”

We went into the workshop and I told him about what had happened. While I was doing that I was admiring his motor bike. “Just go sit on it for a while. In a few more years I expect you will be riding on your own motorcycle. It always gives me a nice feeling of freedom.”, said Wesley proudly.
I walked over to him and grabbed him by his motorcycle overall. And got a big hug from him. “Hey, I’m going to the race circuit this afternoon. There’s a big Race on. Are you coming with me? Sounds like you can use something to get you mind of things.”, he asked. “Yes, very nice. Everything better than being at home.”, I replied. “Yes maybe. But at some point you will have to go home again…”, he told me while he grabbed my head with two hands.

We kissed and he hugged me tightly. It even made him a little horny. He suddenly pulled down the two zippers of his motor overall along both sides of his torso. He was completely naked under it. And his nipples were big, hard and pierced. His hand went behind my head and he pressed me to his chest. I pushed my wet lips against his nipple. Opened my mouth and let my tongue go around his piercing. After a while he moved me to his other breast. It also got a good licking from my tongue. While he pressed my head hard against him. In the meantime I had taken his naked cock out of the colored Biker Leather. He pushed me away and turned me around. He almost threw me over his bike and jerked my Jeans off my ass with two hands.

“You are ready for it, I see… No underwear… Nice man.. Here I come… pull your hole open boy… I’m going to fuck you!”, He ordered as he hit me on the buttocks. The pain was divine. I rested my stomach on his Bike and grabbed my buttocks, pulled them apart and squeezed my ass so that the hole opened. “Oh damn it,… Yeah man,… Open your cunt for me!…”, he moaned. He spat against the hole and I felt it run into my butt hole. It was warm, slippery and wet. And immediately afterwards he slid his cock in. I squeezed my sphincter for a moment and immediately got a firm tap on my ass. “Open your pussy, boy… Let me in!… I’m going to fuck you!”, he gasped.

I tried to relax a little, but I only half succeeded in that. Still he kept pushing and I screamed. Without mercy, I was fucked hard. He grabbed my arms and pushed them on my back and held them firmly there with one hand. With the other, he grabbed me by the throat and squeezed it a bit. I couldn’t breathe anymore. But somehow I started to like it. I hadn’t been fucked this horny or rude before. Not even by Mike or Carl.

I tightened a little and he let go of my throat. That feeling was indescribable. It was just delicious. The blood flowed to my head and I became euphoric. He grabbed my throat again and I let him go his way. I fully opened my ass, and he pushed his 21 by 5 centimeters huge dick with a thick cock head into me. He was now ramming it in me and his balls hit my ass. His Leather Biker overall slammed into my legs and in no time he injected a huge load of hot, sticky cum deep into my ass. He released my arms on my back. But I left them there.

He pressed a bottle of poppers under my nose and closed my mouth while he let go of my throat. I had to breathe through my nose. It felt like I nearly emptied the popper bottle. I sniffed in so much that I came spontaneously. He pulled the bottle away and now also squeezed my nose shut. So I couldn’t breathe out the poppers. He held me like that for a moment. I went crazy and lost all feeling. That was a good thing because he was still fucking my cum filled ass hole like mad. He grabbed my shoulders and while I was gasping for air, he dumped a second and third load of seed in my ass. But he didn’t stop.

He checked for a moment how I was doing and kept pumping into me. He grabbed under me and I felt his gloved hand grabbing me by the dick. He made me cum and I squirted it over the still hot engine block. I heard it sizzle under my seed. Because my ass muscles contracted together due to my orgasm, Wesley now injected his last load into me. And he fell on my back and let his dick inside me for a long time, talking dirty to me, roaring, groaning, and panting. I have never felt so dirty before.

“Oh, damn it… Wes!… that was so nice… You used me… and filled my ass up completely… I feel it deep inside… Give me some more poppers… You dirty a****l…”, I groaned while he was still inside me. He pulled my head up by my hair and pressed the open bottle under my nose again. I took a deep breath… and held it for a long time. The other nostril also got a shot. And he let go of my head again. And licked my ear and neck. “Oh god… Robby… So young and so damn horny… You’re driving me crazy… Shit… I’m getting stiff again!!!”, he groaned in surprise. And started to dip in me again.

“Pull it all the way out Wes… and then insert it deep again… Ram it in me!”, I moaned. He pulled out his cock and checked it. My butt hole was wide open now. And he rammed himself back in one movement. Moaned loudly as he saw his own seed sliding over his pole while he kept repeating it. After about ten minutes his 5th load splashed onto my buttocks. Wiped it off with a few güvenilir casino fingers and gave them to me to lick it off. He stuck 4 gloved fingers in my glowing cunt and turned them around in it. Then he put them in my mouth and he told me to lick them clean. I did that with pleasure.

When I looked at the clock it was already 11:00 AM. Apparently he had been screwing me for 2 hours. And I could barely stand up straight anymore. He closed his overall a bit more and grabbed me under my legs and behind my back. He carried me to a bed in a room behind the workshop. And laid me tenderly on the mattress and crawled beside me. “Do you want to believe that I’ve never been so fucking horny. Man, what a nice ass you have, Robby!”, he moaned in my ear as he lay close to me. “Yes, this was very intense… But damn good as well… I just think I can’t walk for a week!”, I laughed and closed my eyes.

The cuckoo clock in the room went off at 12:00. Wesley was busy sucking my still stiff cock. When the clocks chime was over I sprayed his mouth full of seed and he drank me completely empty. Massaged my legs and licked my ass clean. At two o’clock I woke up for the second time. I must have fallen asleep again after that massage. Wesley was working on my moped. I got dressed again and approached him. Put my cowboy boat in his crotch and pushed hard against his dick. “Hey, lovely thing… did you wake up again?”, he asked. I pulled him up and kissed him. “Careful!… Ehmmm… that’s how it started this morning…”, he grinned. “A dirty mind is a joy for ever! Isn’t it…?”, I said.

He explained what he had improved on my moped, and said that it was now running more economically without slowing down. I thanked him and explained that I was celebrating my 17th birthday that Thursday morning. And asked if he had time to come by. He hesitated for a moment and I said that I had invited some other friends together with Xiam Heou. Wesley winked at me and said that until that time he would no longer empty his sack. I kissed him and we said goodbye. I toured the area for a while and was back home for dinner.

I walked in and gestured unobtrusively at Dave. He followed me upstairs. I asked him for the enema shower and some distraction for mom and dad. He understood that I had been ‘busy’ that afternoon and wanted to clean me up.
He gave the stuff to clean my ass and made sure that my parents stayed busy downstairs so that I could shower in peace inside and out. Just before dinner I came downstairs refreshed and with a grin from ear to ear. Dave knew what that meant. Fortunately my parents did not.

After dinner, Dave and I were put on the couch in the living room. “What do you want to tell us?”, my parents asked us. Dave and I looked at each other and didn’t understand what was expected of us. So we said nothing in return. “I understood from your father that you are both gay!”, my mother said. “You must do what you can’t leave out, of course. But I find it very disappointing.”, she continued.

“Okay, then my dad misunderstood us!”, said Dave annoyed; “I told Pa yesterday that I had a boyfriend and that I also had sex with him. I never said that I am gay! And Robert told him that he is still too inexperienced, and therefore has no clarity about what he is, or wants to be!”, Dave answered, trembling with anger. “Mom and Dad, I think your question is timed wrong… Because I think you should first apologize to us about what you said yesterday evening and this morning! But before you do that, you might want to carefully think about what your are going to say.”, I said as calmly as possible. But I was livid. I had never been so disappointed with my parents.

“Whatever we decide in the end. We still love you. Even if you no longer love us. We are still your son’s and that never changes no matter to whom we finally give our love. Know that this is our choice, ‘Not yours’.”, I said with moist eyes. And Dave put an arm around me in support.

It remained uncomfortably quiet for just a little too long. “Oh, yes sorry for last night and for this morning Robert. I didn’t mean it that way. I was only surprised by the sudden changes. Dave also sorry to you. Of course you are free to choose yourself. I will try to interfere less.”, my mother said softly. My father also apologized again. And promised improvement. And even said he fully supported our choices.

“Speaking of choices.”, I said; “I have invited 4 new friends for my birthday party. And I have also invited Carl, Dave’s friend. I hope to be able to get a parttime job with him in his club at the weekends. Thursday evening I hope they will join me for a long night out in the provincial capital. And from now on I will go fitness at Voordorp Gym once or twice a week. That is much more fun than that stupid Judo. That only leaves me with bruises and it doesn’t make me any better.”.

We agreed that from now on we would be open and honest with each other. And that we could always come to our parents with questions. My father even allowed us to take girlfriends home. Dave and I laughed very much at this suggestion and asked… “Can they also be boyfriends?”. They visibly had a harder time with that idea. But we were also allowed to do that in the end.

Relieved by the clarity, Dave and I walked upstairs. And I told in his room what I had been up to with Wesley that afternoon. He was surprised and happy for me. He told me that for someone who did not like pain, I had gone very far. And I said this was due to him and Carl’s instructions. Dave wanted to know if he could tell Carl that story and I thought that was fine.
He also told me that he was impressed with me how I had talked to Mom and Dad. This would make things a lot easier according to Dave. The surprise would indeed be a lot smaller if we both finally came out of the closet.

I spent the rest of the evening with Dave in his room. We chatted and joked around. I had some more ‘technical’ questions about Gay Sex and such. And got some extra explanation based on some porn magazines. But we also talked about work, school, the past and the future. Only late that evening did I move to my own bedroom. But not before I was extensively kissed and thanked by Dave for everything that had happened in recent weeks. With a good feeling and a still sore ass I soon fell into the deep sleep that my body now longed for.

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