By Anthony Lowe
If I had thought about it in advance, this little situation at security check at the airport could have been avoided.
Due to the limit on how many kilos of luggage you can take on planes these days, I wear the heaviest leather items that I wish to take with me. So I arrived at the airport on Thursday afternoon in full leathers including leather 501s, leather vest, leather jacket, my tall Chippewa boots and that was just what you could see.
I start with my boots and work my way upwards when it comes to going through the metal detector.
This time, however, I forgot to take off my leather wrist gauntlets. BEEP … remove them and back through. Beep. This time the suspect item is my Raybans hanging off my T-shirt. I hand them over to security and back through again.
BEEP … the metal detector is going off just as loudly as before. By this time, my several trays of items have backed up the conveyor belt and security is asking me to step aside.
I am informed that I have to be patted down and I am thinking what a bore the whole thing was becoming until the lovely lady pointed to the handsome dark-haired man in the security uniform while explaining the procedure.
I was oblivious to what she was saying as I realised I was getting a major hard-on which was becoming obvious in my tight leather 501s. What suddenly dawned on me, though, was that I was still wearing my fatboy metal cockring and this was the culprit that kept setting off the metal scanner.
The security man started off with quite a stern face but as I explained my predicament, his look turned to one of amusement. He joked, “Well, if you like it, then you should put a ring on it!”
Not being one to miss an opportunity, I whisked out a business card and handed it to the sexy-looking man. This made him grin like a Cheshire cat! He understood my situation and the bulge in my leather 501s and he obviously liked a man in leather.
So when you see me around town with a dark-haired man with a big smile, you will know exactly where I picked him up!