Kyle secured the harness on Jax’s chiseled chest, the leather binds brushing against his nipples, causing him to shiver in pleasure, his cock continuing to get harder in the jockstrap. Jax shuddered in pleasure, Kyle’s rubber scraping his mind and making his mind fog. Kyle put the jockstrap on first, being sure to brush against his friends hardening 8inch cock. Every brush of the rubber against Jax’s skin made him aroused and confused, less worried about Kyle’s rubber, and more interested in the gear in the closet. Kyle slowly started to undress his friend, slowly pulling off his shirt, Kyle’s rubber brushing against Jax’s tight abs and sensitive nipples, had shuddered in pleasure. Jax was drawn to the red harness and hood, a jockstrap, and cuffs. They shortly got talking and Kyle convinced jax to look into the gear in the closet. Jax was a little surprised seeing Kyle geared up in rubber but let it go. His name was Jax, a perfect name for a pup, which is exactly what he had in mind for his friend. His first friend on the island was a deckhand on one of the transport ships.
Kyle, the newly rubberized alpha knew exactly elwho he wanted to “introduce” to his new wardrobe in his new home.
