Leather Days

Mark and Dan - Detectives - Book Two

by Alex Ironrod

Leather Days Detective - Alex Ironrod
Part of the Mark And Dan Series series:
Editions:Paperback - First Edition: $ 14.95
ISBN: 978-1-60820-863-0
Size: 5.00 x 8.00 in
Pages: 250

A body-builder is found dead - naked, roped & raped in his Los Angeles apartment. Is it an accident, suicide or murder?  In the fast gay world of television stars, high-priced criminal lawyers and sadistic wealthy businessmen, two young LAPD detectives try to solve the vicious sex mystery, while facing challenges in their own evolving leather relationship. But their efforts are checked at every stage by an unknown killer, while a leather-sex weekend in New York comes at a high price. Can Mark & Dan track down the murderous kingpin? What price must they pay to find answers to their case and their own desires?

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Pairings: M-M, M-M-M
Heat Level: 5
Romantic Content: 4
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Bisexual, Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: 26-35
Protagonist 2 Age: 26-35
Protagonist 3 Age: 46-65
Tropes: Alpha Character, Badass Hero, Coming of Age, Coming Out / Closeted, Criminals & Outlaws, Find Love and Come Out, First Time, Hurt / Comfort, In Uniform, One Night Stand, Rescue, Reunited and it Feels So Good, Second Chances
Word Count: 86,400
Setting: Los Angeles, New York City
Languages Available: English
Series Type: Continuous / Same Characters


I closed the cuffs around his wrists, raising them above his head to anchor them to a short bungee cord attached at the top of the bed. I tightened the thick old belt around his eyes, blocking his sight. My sweaty swimmer's jock had been shoved into his mouth as a gag. It wouldn't be fair to awaken the rest of the house with our sex play. We wanted and needed to play hard.

The naked and sweaty body of the man I'd finally admitted to loving lay stretched out on his bed. Fuck, he was sexy, and, fuck, how I wanted him. Mark Farrell is six feet-two and two-hundred-ten pounds of muscled body. His mustache was partly hidden by my black jock, but I knew its bushy outline intimately. The craggy features, broken nose, and firm mouth were relaxed for the moment, vulnerable to our shared lust. Lips quivered slightly, parting as the tip of his tongue tried to lunge out again, wanting me, but stopped by the gag.


Since I, Danny Fortunato, had come out gay, I'd always had my share of hot men, but from this man, I wanted more than just a blow job or a night of fucking. I'd been there, done that. For the first time ever, I was trying for a real relationship, and I was working hard to build something new to me.

Mark's body wriggled beneath me. His cock thrust up proud and demanding. This man, although a submissive in our play, was far from passive.  Relatively new to gay sex, he was a fast learner. He'd moved from a happy heterosexual marriage and loving daughter, through the tragedy of his wife's death, then very gradually, but firmly, into this new world of BDSM and leather. Almost by chance we had found one another in the macho world of the LAPD.

I leaned over him, brushing his lower body with my leather chaps and boots. My dick, with its zero-gauge PA, was beating hard against his, but it wasn't time yet. I wanted to proceed slowly. I was the one who usually rushed ahead in life without thinking. Now I was trying to learn to work things through, but, fuck, that was hard when I had this hot man beneath me. My recent aches and bruises were fading away, leaving me permanently horny it seemed. So I started working on his tits again. His nubs were getting harder and bigger, and I'd already licked and nibbled at them. I knew they would probably be sore, but I couldn't resist those erect and proud nipples. My fingernails dug into the firm flesh. Mark moaned through the stinking jock.

"Hey, lover, keep it quiet. Remember, we're in your house, and we don't want to waken Edith or Mary. What's that? Shit, you cheeky bugger. Did you really say you needed my thick rod up your ass? Well, you can fucking well wait until I'm good and ready. Okay, I'll take pity on you. I'll pull the plug sticking out of your hole and start stirring you up."

I firmly grasped the veined rubber dildo and slid it out of his anus. I heard the low moan as he was left empty. I pulled his legs up further with one hand, while the other took the bottle of lube from his nightstand. Mark was so well organized; he had his supplies ready for me. My shoulders were still sore from the water-boarding torture I'd endured a few weeks ago, so I decided I'd better use some ankle restraints rather than my usual brute force. I'm six feet tall and one hundred ninety-five pounds of ripped muscles, but even I have my limits, and I definitely wanted to enjoy this encounter.

"Okay, Mark, I've got to get some rope or restraints round your ankles and haul them up to join your arms. Just as well I put some thick leather ones in my overnight bag. So relax a minute while I get you good and tight down there. That's better. Now raise your legs, and I'll clip your ankles to your wrists. Fuck, but you make a juicy package tied up there, with that asshole twitching and winking at me. I don't know how you do it, Mark, but my prick is getting even harder.

"So let's get some greasy fingers in that hole and stretch you out. That's my boy—you can take three fingers these days. Quite an improvement since I fucked you the first time, and, shit, that's not much more than a month ago. Easy does it. Let me play around in there for another minute or two. Then maybe I'll let you feel my power-driver at your door, if you behave and try to keep quiet."

We were both breathing harder. I was trying to curb my natural instinct to just shove my dick in hard and pound away. I wanted this to be a long and luxurious fuck for both of us, if I could restrain myself. So I slipped a rubber over my fuckstick and coated it with lube and some of his juices. I moved up into position, leaned up, and kissed his lips and my sweaty jock. He sucked back as long and as hard as he could, raising his torso towards mine.

Natural like, my pulsating cock slid into him. Mark grunted his acceptance and lay back. I tended to my part and pushed further into the well-oiled passage. His ass muscles relaxed and welcomed me back again. My seven inches gradually crept up his velvet avenue. He wriggled and twisted to take me all in, groaning quietly at first with the pain and effort. His man-cunt space is still narrow for my thick weapon, but I felt more at home each time, and I knew he wanted me fully inside him.

We started to move together—slowly and steadily and stealthily to avoid too much bed-creaking. I knew that Edith, his mother-in-law, had welcomed and accepted me, but I didn't want to abuse her hospitality. And Mark was breaking his own rule by having sex with me in his home.

I suddenly felt him clench my penis as I was sliding down and out. He grunted forcefully. I looked up into his bound eyes and slapped his rump. He nodded and tossed his head. He wanted me full force—and now. Warm-up was over; we both wanted action, and I gave it to him, banging him hard, reaching into his depths. He was panting, sweat running down his tormented face, but he was humping back. He tilted his pelvis forward, his own cock slippery with pre-cum.

I pushed in ever deeper, slapping his penis with one hand as it bounced on his stomach. He retaliated by squeezing my prick even harder and helping me to speed up our rhythmical moves. I thrust; he bucked. We gasped, our breaths short and staccato. Sweat slithered off me, dripping onto him. I bit my lip to keep from moaning and howling out loud. We were two animals lusting, two men thrusting, two lovers panting in the power of passion.

It couldn't have lasted any longer. I could feel that familiar tingling and tightening in my balls. All too soon, I shot my seed into the rubber deep inside him in two rapid bursts. He growled in reply and sprayed his own cum across his muscled and heaving stomach. I fell onto him. My own body slithered over his sweat and his cream.

We lay there gasping for air, gurgling our pleasure with ourselves and one another. Slowly my dick slithered out of him. Slowly I reached up and released his legs and his arms. Slowly he pulled those muscled arms over my head and held me tight. I felt his lips and my dirty jock trying to invade my mouth. I loosened the thick belt around his eyes and pulled the gag from his mouth.

And then  he smiled back at me. He slid his fingers down my sweaty back, drawing me ever closer to him. We were even breathing in unison for a moment or two. Then he lifted himself off the pillows, brought his cuffed hands back over to my face, and murmured, "Thank you, Dan. I needed you."


About the Author

Alex is the pen name of a mature Leatherman, who grew up in the North of England and has lived for many years in Southern California. His leather and boot fetishes go back many years, but only now has he used them and his worldwide experiences, for writing fiction and gay BDSM fiction at that.

A NEW Second heavily revised edition of his famous LEATHER MASTERS and slaves trilogy is in the works at present. SUBMISSION and DOMINATION have recently appeared, and OBSESSION is being reedited [finalist for the Fiction Prize of the International Leather Coalition]. Alex has outlined an addition to the series, after many requests. He will be working on BETRAYAL later in the summer.

CAGES – CATHEDRAL CITY is the second novel in a new series set in the area around Palm Springs, and a finalist for the Kink/BDSM Prize of the 2015 LRC Contest. The first was the popular DECEPTION – PALM SPRINGS. The two young heroes, Mark Farrell and Dan Fortunato, have become private investigators professionally as well as Leather partners privately. After several years as homicide detectives in the LAPD [LEATHER NIGHTS and LEATHER DAYS], they have moved on to solving kinky mysteries in the Desert Cities – POSSESSION–PALM DESERT is next, the first part of a new trilogy, for publication late 2018. And there may be more - as many as there are cities in the Coachella Valley.

Alex also likes to vary the time and place of his stories –RED KNIGHT RISING tells the adventures of two gay English knights who sign-up to go on crusade in the Middle Ages. THE MAN & THE MASK takes readers into the bawdy and dangerous world of 1750s London and then on to “the American colonies”. He also has a collection of short stories the IRONROD CHRONICLES PARTS I & II, and a novella THE TRAINER.

Details of all his books can be found on his website www.alexironrod.com.         In addition to giving readings from his novels in Los Angeles, Palm Springs and San Francisco he has taught workshops and classes on various aspects of the Leather lifestyle and appeared on panels about gay erotic fiction at such events as Greater Los Angeles Writers Workshop, MAL, CLAW, International Leather Sir/boy, and the Desert Fetish Authority.

Now semiretired, he enjoys life as a writer, a frequent theatre director/actor, and a researcher. He still rides horses occasionally, both Western and English, after many years as an owner/rider, as well as working out at the gym.

Most importantly, he values his relationship with his new partner Michael, with butch and the late Hank, and the camaraderie and support of LGBTQ men and women around the world.