Beneath his perfectly pressed oxford shirt and tie, he hid a secret- something that no one at work knew about and he wanted to keep it that way. Eric hated socializing with the people at work. He thought they were all the same, all made from the same mold. He hated even more the fact that he was forced to look like them from 9 to 5. If they knew what he was like when he was not at the office, these prim and proper yuppies would freak. The thought brought a big smile to his face.

He looked at his watch; only two minutes had gone by since the last time he checked. He couldn’t wait for this day to be over. He had spent most of it in and out of meetings and he had had his fill of yuppies for today. More than anything he just wanted to leave and go to Brass, relax, and see what kind of fun he could get into.

He loved going to Brass- every time was a new experience. Every time he pushed his limits more and more. Last time he had been gang banged by a group of bikers that had been passing through on their way to the beach. Just the thought of that night still made his ass ache. He checked his watch again; only five minutes had passed. He looked at the stack of reports on his desk and thought, fuck it, they would still be there tomorrow and right now what he wanted was to have some fun.

He didn’t care who noticed him leaving. He walked right past the manager’s door and waved as he made his way to the elevator. He didn’t feel at ease until he was as far away from the office as he could get. As he drove down the strip he took off his tie and shirt. The silver ring in his harness shone with the sunlight. He pulled on the leather strap and let it snap against his pecs. He loved the sound it made when it hit his broad hairy chest. The closer he got to the outskirts of town the more his cock hardened.

Once he was far enough away from town he pulled into the nearest gas station to change out of the rest of his yuppie uniform. When he emerged out of the public restroom he was in full leather attire. His leather chaps were tight and his cock ring snug around his very large and hairy balls. Over his cock he wore a leather thong mini-brief, something he rarely did. Usually he just wore the chaps and the cock ring but this time he decided it might be fun to be a bit of a tease.

On the way back to the car he turned a few heads, but he didn’t think twice about it. He was too far away from town to run into anyone he knew. He got back into his car and sped the rest of the way. When he got to the familiar curvy dirt road he parked on the outskirts. He didn’t want anyone to see him drive up in a Volvo, so he would just walk the rest of the way.

When he got to Brass, the place looked deserted. To anyone who didn’t know exactly what this place was, that’s exactly what they would have thought. He walked up to the old wooden door and entered. There was a long hallway that spanned the entire length of the shack and at