Fetish | Mask

I pull the vegetable tanned leather mask off the positive form and examine it. Feeling the smooth, shiny surface of the external side, I turn it over and place it on my studio desk. The intentional ridges of the wolf mask appear as furrows in the complexity of its valley. The indentation of the muzzle, flesh-toned and velvety. The eyes, still waiting to be opened.

Slowly extracting my engorged cock from my jeans, I stand over the mask face down, a negative shape ready to be filled, and I begin stroking.

The traditional method of shaping leather still amazes me. A technique hundreds of years old. The result continues to make me hard, leather hammered and smoothed for hours.

Stroking faster, I aim for the hollow of the upper lip.

I feel the cum work its way up my thick shaft, the head of my cock now as tumescent as the exterior of the mask appears. I pump faster, and then I shoot. My white, sticky load coats the hollow and then slowly spreads into the muzzle. Squeezing out the last few drops of cum, I rub it on my fingers and then on the inside surface of the mask. I manually work the thick ooze into my inverted face.

Tomorrow, I will coat the inside yet again with thin shellac to preserve the mask's form. This will also permanently adhere my dried cum to the heavy leather.

My wolf -

Northwest LeatherSir, Leatherboy, and Community Bootblack Head to Boise

For more information about this event, see the ruff-n-tumble website.

Fucking politics

Fucking on film can be a political act when the man in front of the camera falls outside the capitalist notion of the sexual icon. The historic consumption of porn focusing on younger men, some often in leather drag as Sirs, parallels misogyny in the hetero culture. Many porn studios, like fashion magazines, assume that younger is better. However, this trend does not reflect the values of our Tribe built on the Sir/boy paradigm. Nor does it reflect the constant stream of requests I receive from boys who want to be trained. And I am not naive enough to be believe that this is based solely on my experience in Leather, especially since the requests come via Internet sites such as Recon and M4M Kink.

The celebration of the experienced Daddy in Gay porn, whether in a suit or in chaps and cover, is aligned with the respect offered to a Sir in traditional Leather. Instead of complaining about penile dysfunction or prostrate hypertrophy on camera, the older man actively thrusts himself not only into the ass of the submissive, but also into the consciousness of consumers.

Older men fuck. They are sexual. And they love to cum.

For What It's Worth

"Stop! Hey, what's that sound?
Everybody look what's going down." (Stephen Stills)

As a child of the sixties, I still hear the sound of revolution in the acts of deviance that define my Leather. Leather is about breaking rules, pushing boundaries, venturing outside of the group. Like the activists of my adolescence, I do not measure myself by the meter of the status quo but by the clarion call of my own heart.

Leather requires that I must never settle comfortably as a member of the group. Popularity is a cancer, eating away at the foundation of the training I received as a Leatherboy. For this reason, I have avoided titles for almost twenty years. Until this year, that is.

Halfway through my title year, I find I have little patience for bullshit. Today I stage a new revolution and encourage you to do the same.

Don't give a FUCK about those who enter our Tribe carrying with them the same bad manners and rumor mongering ways as those in the mainstream. Shun them as our Elders did. Do not join in the small talk of politics and gossip. To quote one of the Temple rules that have been handed down in Zen for centuries, "Keep the stopper in the bottle!"

When I play, I see trust in the eyes of the boy. I work his body, allowing My energy to remove any societal barriers that might stand between himself and My own demons. I allow him to see deep within Me and do not flinch when he looks back in terror and confusion. Whether with rope or with fear, I have bound him. And when he finally opens himself to Me without compromise, this is Leather. Without requesting it, I receive the boy's gift. I receive it with honor.

First and foremost, W/we are M/men of honor. Without it, we flounder in the values of the mainstream.

The Politics of Watersports

From a conversation about building community-

Me: Many sirs seem to spend a great deal of time in competition, lifting their legs against trees to mark their territory.

Aubrey: Personally, I would rather piss on a boy!

Unlocking the boy

With My collar fastened tightly around his neck and his hands bound tightly behind his back, the handsome submissive watches Me intently. he knows that I intend to push him to his limit, then beyond. he has watched Me as I played with others earlier in the weekend. "You are a hard SM Top, Sir," he remarks.

With electrodes fastened to his cock and balls, I begin. "Let Me feel the pain through your open mouth," I admonish. And I kiss him hard. he yields by opening his mouth, his tongue probing quickly into My own.

I turn on the Tens unit and begin to adjust the juice with My right hand. I place My left hand behind his head and force him to kiss My opened mouthed even harder. I do not shy away from the passion that I feel for him. An instinctual feeling that comes from a beastial center.

I turn the Tens dial and feel the tension in his body increase. his tongue moves wildly within My mouth and I return with tongue thrusts of My own. he succombs by opening his mouth wider and groaning. he strains against the rope, making his beautifully orbed biceps stand out.

"Good boy!" I growl quietly as I draw My mouth away and turn down the juice.

he breathes hard now and looks at Me. The lines on his temples smooth. I can tell that he, too, has unlocked the passion deep within himself. Nothing turns Me on more than seeing an intelligent boy surrender to instinct during play. he is helpless.

I turn up the juice and begin again. Open mouths, tongues, and I hold him against Me. he is a generous boy and relishes My attention by searching My mouth with his tongue, thrusting in and out like an erect cock. By sharing the gnosis of his journey toward the pain, he drives Me forward. I continue cycling the electricity and bask in the strength of O/our passion.

After 40 minutes I turn the Tens unit off and draw back slightly. he gazes at Me a vulnerable and trusting boy. "I want You to train Me to take more pain," he says. "I want to serve you and make you proud of Me. I want to be your pain pig."

Moments later W/we collapse on the bed. he is still hard. I place his handsome head on My chest. the boy that I had sensed two days before has now fully emerged. A bond has been established between U/us, LeatherDad and son, a foundation that W/we will build upon for years to come.

"May I call you 'Daddy Sir'?" he asks.

I receive the gift of his request. "Of course," I reply quietly, holding him firmly to Me. I feel him readjust his body to fit My own, his pecs filling the hollow between My chest and My navel. he strokes My abs and returns My embrace.

A Sir and His boy

I will be facilitating a discussion about the Sir/boy dynamic for Seattle Men in Leather's Tribal Instincts this Friday, February 19th, from 8 pm - 10 pm.

I believe the Sir/boy bond is foundational to everything we do in the post-modern Leather Tribe. Although the application of protocols may differ today, still, the dynamic has not changed much since I first came out in 1985.

I consider my boys an extension of myself. I expect people to treat them with the same respect they treat me. And if I learn that someone has either mistreated one of my boys or spoken disrespectfully to one of them, I become as defensive as a lion.

As a Sir, I NEVER tell my boys to be quiet or treat them as property, although I can use strict tactics as a disciplinarian. I especially like listening to what my alpha boy gabe has to say. I often use him as my counselor, my confidant. The depth of this trust is near sacred to me.

I invite you to attend Tribal Instincts on Friday to discuss what it means to train a boy. This more than anything else makes what we do different from the hetero and pan kink communities. It is the heart of our Tribe.