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alvari
1990 helsinki
architect

when it hits

slipping into my rubber is a ritual like no other

when the zipper closes
over my cock and balls
i cannot help but get hard

the cold blackness of the suit
smooths over my erect nipples
flows into my armpits
firms up against my ass
once on i feel both horny and calmed
the constant friction between suit and skin
makes my dick leak precum
as the shiny rubber warms
my mind escapes to a primal state
that industrial scent of rubber
mixed with hot sweat
makes my head spin
am a real sucker for restriction
nothing like a collar around my neck
levels off any urge to disobey

cuffs another length of rope
being bound helps me focus
concentrate on the task

i twist my body strain my limbs
but the rubber pulls me back

on my knees i give my hood a lick
slick and salty primed ready
hungry eyes of an eager sub