sir-meathead:UP TO NO GOOD Leave Your Stresses BehindIt was the end of a very long day in the office
sir-meathead:UP TO NO GOOD Leave Your Stresses BehindIt was the end of a very long day in the office. Last minute requests from the department manager meant staying behind long after co-workers had left for the night. Although the journey home was only just over a mile, the route home meant taking an underpass that avoids crossing a couple of busy main roads. By now it was the middle of the evening, after the busy rush hour, but not late enough to encounter any gangs of drunks turfed out of pubs and bars.With the stresses of the day a clear distraction, the appearance of a figure dressed in black boots, weird looking tight, mottled jeans, a green bomber jacket and a shaved head was like a ‘bolt out of the blue’. It was impossible not to be captivated by the way the man was dressed.His head was tilted forward slightly and his right hand pointed down towards his very shiny boots. There was no question of what was going to happen. Dropping onto your knees, right in front of him, you lifted your head as if to ask a question, but no words were needed. He nodded. So you leaned forward and began licking the toecap of his boots. Your senses were overwhelmed by the smell of the leather. You’d never tasted anything like it. As your tongue pressed harder on the leather, your mind empties of all your stresses; home, work, bills, family. None of that mattered now, servicing this skinhead god’s boots was your one and only focus now.“That’s a good boi, let’s go.” -- source link
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