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What is it like to be the Master of your very own boi?

It's been almost a year and a half since we first cruised at Folsom Street Fair in San Francisco. We've been together almost constantly since that time. Now we're in the middle of our second spring time and it's still just as romantic, just as lustful - even more so.

Our lives have changed somewhat. We've left an adult lifetime of big city gay life in Hollywood and San Francisco, trading them in for an RV in the rain forest of Northern California. It's been a long wet winter - longer than we like, frankly. The wonderful thing is that we don't have to stay here. We can move just about anytime we're ready. The target is in the fall - but the new location is still a mystery - one which we actually enjoy as we tour around the countryside waiting for the right place to jump up and grab us. The only speculation is that it will be on the water. The slaveboi will soon become a cabin boi.

Ritual is very big in our lives. Actually it pretty much replaces what one would normally expect in a contract .We've never gotten around to writing our contract even though we both believe in them. Why, is simple: We're living it. And we're documenting it which is also important because it fullfills the need for shared history. Because of the fact that we've become public figures, it serves as a reminder of who and what we are. In a sense, we have to live up to our image which then becomes our agreement. A little unusual perhaps - but it's the way it's playing out for us.

So what is the "it" that is our life? "It", is the power exchange that charges our day to day; hour to hour, moment to moment existence together. Our bond has grown virtual by the surge that is ever present between us. We live together in Spirit and that strengthens our commitment. Spirit also deepens compassion and faith which in turn nurtures our Heart. We care and we take care of one another. All of the dynamics that make for a successful relationship are present; plus, the added element of kink in our lives. We also have community: The LeatherFetish community. Taken together this makes for what we give thanks for as being 'Success Blessed'.

But it's the ritual that gives us heat. And the heat is regenerated with creative self expression. This expression is made manifest two major forms: Our work, and our play. From this we get satisfaction which others read as self assuredness. I call it "confident, secure; stable and committed".

Each morning this Master gets up first, to find a clean kitchen and freshly ground coffee or tea in the pot ready to brew. When boi gets up, his first act is to make the bed and report to his Master who is usually answering the e-mail or writing. boi falls to his knees and says, "Sir, Good Morning, Sir; How May boi serve Master, Sir?" This is followed by moments of small talk and stroking and ends with a hug and a command - usually something simple. It's the simple things that one almost takes for granted, but not quite; because each act is both charged and inspiring. This boi has never not said, "Sir". Never.

When boi finds out what the Master's agenda is for the day, his gear is laid out on the bed. When the Master is ready to leave out, boi is there with wallet and keys and whatever else is needed for the run. And upon return, the boi is always at the door as it is opened - on his knees. He kissed the Master's boots, then his crotch, and only then looks into it's Master's eyes and says, "Sir, Good Afternoon/Evening, Sir". More affection is bestowed.

Throughout the day there are countless acts of thoughtfulness that seem to come out of nowhere - almost as if thoughts are preconceived. It's eerie sometimes - even annoying sometimes: like today when the Master was reaching for some steak seasoning and the boi came by and just handed it to the Master. A few minutes later, Dad sat down at the computer and boi turned around and handed over the needed zip disk. Yes, the boi is 'on it'. The boi is on the job, in the moment nearly all the time. The Master's responsibility is to cover the past and the future for the most part. boi brings the Master into the present with his attentivemess. It's oh so hot to see a naked boy conditioning the leathers, spit shining the boots - doing the chores. Not something that is taken forgranted as much as it is that the unconditional giving is revered..

Another of our rituals that serves to keep us in the moment is what the Master calls the 'clock ritual'. Every hour on the hour boy presents himself for 'spank'. He gets one for each hour of the day using a 24 hour clock. He may also be assigned to do a push-em-up for each hour as if the clock was striking the time. So if you add up '1' for 01:00 hours; plus, '2' for 02:00 hours; plus '3' for 03:00 hours you'll eventually get to midnight which is '24' for 24:00 hours making a total of 300 a day! This not only proves a mental reminder - it produces physical results as well. And kenetic memory is the memory that works.

Now add to this an interesting twist. If the boi misses the hour, straight up, he must do push-em-ups for each minute past the hour that he misses. So this could be up to 60 at a time - each time. And further. If more than an hour is missed, the count is doubled. (By the way, this is an 'exiercise' that can be done long distance. The slave calls out, "Sir, One, Sir… Sir Two Sir" The finish is called out, "Sir, Thirteen Hundered Hours, Sir"; or, "Sir, Thirteen, Forty-five Hours, Sir". It's hard to fake this one. Certainly not over time. And remember, "Loud is Proud". slavery is about "Pride of Service"!

boi is also a natural intuitive healer - and his Master receives the full benefit of this. When the boi begins to massage it's Master, it's hands fall first on the area of most tension. Invariably. If there is any sort of energy imbalance he uses crystals in a lay-out that leaves no question or doubt of the requisite transparency to do this work. And admittedly, this Master had absolutely no experience in this realm prior to taking this boi. It's one of those things that just 'is'.

When we go out together, which is the majority of the time, boi opens the door of whatever vehicle we're driving. As the Master enters the boi stands in 'Two-Six Position", which is legs spread apart, knees locked, ass tight; left hand on the door and right hand in the small of the back with fist clinched. When the Master is seated, the boi hands Master the keys and the seat belt strap to be fastened. Task accomplished, the boi shuts the door and positions himself on the opposite side of the vehicle standing in the same position, but with both hands in the small of the back. [This is 'home-base' position. The position of awaiting command. The fists are in the small of the back because the Master likes the fine butt of this slaveboi exposed. It's a small element of the total composure or protocol that is what can only be described as 24/7 foreplay.] The boi's eyes are on it's Master and after starting the vehicle, the Master turns and gestures to the boi to enter. Or if the window or sunroof are open, the boi will state loud and clear, "Sir, Request to enter vehicle, Sir." When ready, Master will reply, "Enter Vehicle, boi". boi enters and fastens his seat belt. Official vehicle riding position is One-Five which means the legs are tight together including toes and ankles. The fingers of each hand are pressed against the thighs. The Master will fasten the seat belt over the arms so that in effect, the boi is in a form of bondage.

Formal protocol is not followed full-time. It is the base procedure from which variations are derived. Protocol serves many functions. First and foremost it keeps the slave focused. It 'reminds' a boi of it's station in life. It also assures the boi of his constant service to its Master. The protocol is assigned and performed because it pleases the Master. And that is exactly what fuels the boi to continue giving it's power to the Master. According to the laws of physics, "You have to give it up to get it". The Master empowers the slave in very specific and continuous ways, and the slave gives back to the Master according to the wishes of it's Master. The frequency and amount of exchange governs the intensity of the union. This Master and boi are here to tell you that the 'high' that comes from this hybrid-like behavior is certainly equal to any other inflation that can be achieved by natural or chemical means. It's tantamount to a constant state of arousal.

Before moving on, this is a good place to mention the equality dynamic resident in an on-going Master/slave relationship. Our particular union is self-contained. We are monogamous at this point. Energy flows between us in a balance and harmony. We do not seek or require outside stimulation although we use it when it appears. We do not allow our 'charge' to dissipate through external affairs. The only exception to this that has occurred is on rare occasions when there is an equal flow between both of us and another person. We do not share sex; but we sometimes share lust. This might take the form of the Master allowing an intimate friend to flog the boi for example; or perform some other favored fetish using the boi. This is not unlike allowing someone to try out a prized possession such as a car or a precision instrument. In a sense it also protects the Master from an attempt by another master to 'poach' his boi. [To poach is to steal. This can happen. But rarely because even if the Master is unaware of the act, the slave would certainly let it's Master know. Still there is the possibility of deception.]

When we arrive at our destination, the boi exits the vehicle and swiftly opens the door for the Master who steps out. The Master walks slowly and deliberately towards the destination. [To hurry is unbecoming a Master..] The boi secures the vehicle and walks in-step with the Master with a longer gate until he arrives one step behind the Master to the right. [Tradition speaks of walking on the left. This Master prefers the right. In historical times, the 'protector' would walk on the outside so that any garbage being tossed from buildings above would fall on him and not the maiden. (So perhaps the slave should always walk on the outside should this instance become eminent)] We are always 'in -step'. The boi watches the Master's back. The boi keeps it's eyes in one of three places at all times: Straight ahead; On the Master's crotch [the dick never lies and a hard dick is interpreted as a sign of satisfactory performance by the slave at any given moment.] boi carries everything: Briefcase; purchases, whatever.

There are a multitude of subtle nuances that sometimes only a seasoned observer would even notice. The slaveboi does sits it's Master at the table and only sits if invited to do so. Boi can carry and eat from his bowl - or join the Master at the table depending on the whim of the Master. Variety is still the spice of life. Even with all the ritual, the boi is far from being de-humanized, impersonalized, or robotics. In fact, it would surprise this Master if his boi did not continue to come up with new innovations of presentation - new ways to signify. [And by the way, both Master and boi do signify at all times whether they are together or separated. This maintains the bond even at a distance.] We walk with relaxed 'intention'.

In terms of gear, it goes like this: The slaveboi dresses it's Master and the Master gears-up his boi. For this Master it's "Tight Is Right" (and the boi responds, "Sir, Tighter Is Righter, Sir". We understand that 'Bondage is a hug'. 'Pressure' is a both a turn-on and a reminder. There is no such thing as dis-comfort or humiliation. If it pleases the Master, it's pleasure. Period. Another basic concept is that the skin is the private property of the Master. It remains covered from head to toe (again as formal protocol) unless and until it's needed by the Master. So the boi wears gloves for example. And he may also wear a veil or some sort of head gear. The slave's job is to get the Master over - not to draw attention to himself - unless the Master is in the mood to have his boi on display. We see and experience ourselves as a unit first - and individuals in terms of being components of that unit. "The whole is greater than the sum of it's parts."

We have formal gear; casual and social gear, and erotic gear which we wear during sex. This Master is what they call, "Gay For Leather"; which means we do it 'in gear' and take it off after. That's our leatherness. It's more than a fetish, it's a state of being. Being naked is also 'gear', and sometimes we do that too - especially 'after'. When we see someone or something that turns us on, we take note, call it to one another's attention.. Then, instead of lusting for the distraction, we incorporate it into our repitoir. This is another dimension of keeping it 'hot'.

"Who knows what tomorrow may bring?" What we do know is that it will be dynamic, creative, full of love, lust and 'living full' without the fear or compartmentalization that has plagued Western society throughout it's history. This is what most people 'see' and experience when they meet us. They do not focus on the trappings or even the protocol. They simply want to join us in our 'high'. We've experienced curiosity and suspicion; but never aggression towards the unit. People create their own justifications for their perceptions. Ours is positive. As Reverend Ike used to say, "You Can't Lose With The Stuff I Use."

There is talk these days of a gay/lesbian March on Washington (MOW) for the year 2,000. There is also concern by the organizers that they must appease the mainstream. We are not the mainstream. We will never be nor do we care to be. Mainstream is an option not a compulsion. We are free to pick and chose. Our "March" is every day: To the market. To the bank. To the gas station. To church. We are Master and slaveboi, 24-7/3/6/5. And this is a good thing….

…..After thoughts from a 2am shower. This essay started out in the first person and ended up as 'we'. Here's why: A good friend and Master, Jack Rinella, recently said that we lived in a 'monogram'. In the sense we are ROSS & ross, this is true. This is our 'working' model. Take what you can use and leave the rest alone for someone else.

Peace be unto you,


Master Ross -
ROSS & ross.

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