![]() ![]() 'If you see anything you would like to try on, let me know,' someone said. There was leather of every description everywhere straps, chains, contraptions, clothing, slings, boots.there was hardly any wall space left. It looked like an old wine cellar, with low vaulted ceilings supported by massive arches and pillars. I followed the smell of leather down the stairs till I found myself in a dimly lit dungeon. ![]() It was downstairs in the basement of a large brick and sandstone building that was in need of restoration but then that would've destroyed the charm of the place. The place was located in an old business district that had deteriorated into warehouses and off-beat shops and seedy bars. I'm a Marine, stationed in San Diego and you would think there would be a lot of opportunities with all those hunky studs training and living together, but although there is a lot of sex talk and some horsing around, that's about it. And when those opportunities didn't come along often enough, I went searching for them. Having accepted my sexuality for what it was, I was pretty much constantly on the prowl for sex, with the goal of indulging myself at every opportunity. It was on one of my sex-seeking adventures that I found the Tungsten Leather Shop.
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