Gay Erotic Stories

My friend Jim had been selected for the semester and had taken up residence in the quarters behind the tack room. After Jim had been at the estate for about a week, he called me and invited me out to ride and “maybe stay the weekend and do a few things”.

Jim and I had been friends since high school, we had been on the swim team together and I had been totally turned on by his smooth shaved body and the bulge in his tight Speedo’s. We were both also into horses and had been on the equestrian team, where the sight of Jim’s firm round ass in his tight riding breeches, high black dressage boots and tight black gloves had caused me to have to hide my erection while we were riding.

Then, around a year ago we discovered our mutual fetishes for smooth bodies and leather and our desire for each other. I accepted Jim’s invitation readily, knowing that we would have a weekend not just to ride but also to freely indulge in our boot and leather fetishes.

Jim greeted me at the gate on Friday afternoon. He was mounted on a chestnut gelding and wearing a pair of skin tight white stretch denim polo breeches tucked into high black Dehner riding boots, tight tissue thin wrist length black kid gloves, and an open collared dress shirt that exposed the leather choker of the body harness encircling his upper body.

I could have pulled him off of the horse right there and pushed my hard cock into him to the hilt. I fought off my desire for the moment, and followed him to the tack room on my motorcycle and parked it outside of his quarters.

I had worn a new pair of high black Cavalier style thigh boots with tall stacked heels, pocketless black stretch denim jeans that did nothing to hide my hard cock, a black leather jacket over my mesh T-shirt and long tight black gauntlets.

Jim dismounted and came over to me, “WOW! You look hot” he managed breathlessly. I smiled and responded, “Almost as hot as you”. Our mouths came together, we kissed and then Jim led me into his quarters. I tossed my saddlebags and boot bag with my riding boots onto the bed. “Why don’t you show me around?” I teased - knowing from the bulge between his booted legs exactly what he wanted to do.

“O.K.! Let me show you the tack room and harness shop. I’ve got something in there you’ll really like.” Jim smiled and started off. I followed Jim into the tack room and became even more erect at the smell of leather. Jim reached to a peg on the wall holding an assortment of harnesses and removed one. It was a black leather and chrome ring body harness!

He turned and we kissed again, this time his gloved hands lifted my mesh T-shirt. "Get rid of this" Jim gasped as he began to roll my nipples in his gloved fingers. Quickly, I shed the mesh "T" and let Jim snap the harness to my upper body. Jim's shirt was now on the floor and his leather harnessed upper body was pushing against mine. “We really should do something about the dust on those boots of yours.” Jim said in a soft almost breathless voice “Sit up here on the work table and I’ll put a gloss on them”.

I immediately sat on the large leather covered table and held a booted foot out. Jim grasped the boot in his gloved hand and began to rub black polish onto it. Soon the first boot was glossy from toe to thigh. The second boot became as glossy as the first after Jim's attentions. "You know they'd shine even more if they were spit shined" Jim panted.

“Oh God! Yes!” I cried, “Do it – lick my fucking boots”. Jim leaned over and raised my booted foot to his mouth and his tongue traveled up my boot from toe to instep to shaft and thigh then onto the other boot and down from thigh to shaft to toe. He stood and his rigid cock was pushing against his stretchy breeches leaving a wet stain from the precum that it was oozing. Leaning forward, Jim placed his mouth against mine and we kissed again, passionately with probing tongues and nipples pressing against each other.

Jim pushed me back until I was lying on the large table then he crawled onto the table so that his face was at my toes and his booted feet were in front of my face. I grasped one of Jim's boots in my gloved hands and began to lick the glossy leather and Jim did the same to mine. We worked our mouths up first one then the other of each other’s boots moaning as we kissed, licked and sucked the smooth leather. Jim reached to his crotch and opened his zipper, his precum glazed, leather ringed penis stood erect and throbbing.

I opened my own jeans and began to slowly stroke my own double ringed hard, oozing cock. Jim adjusted his position and I felt his tongue on my hairless balls, my response was to grasp his nuts in my gloved hand and suck them into my mouth.

From there it was seconds until we had each taken the other’s cock into our mouths and began to suck in earnest.

Jim’s gloved finger began to probe at my ass and this brought me right to the edge of climax. “I’m going to cum” I moaned.

“Cream my boots!” Jim gasped, “Shoot your hot load onto the leather”. I rose holding my twitching cock in my tightly gloved hand and turned until I could straddle Jim’s boots, then I rubbed my swollen cockhead over them until streams of jizz spewed over their glossy black leather shafts. I fell back moaning and Jim rose stroking himself as he straddled my booted legs. He gasped and I felt his hot spunk spatter the gleaming leather encasing my legs.

Without saying anything we both returned to the “Boot 69” position and began to lick each other’s boots clean of the thick white spatters. Then, with our mouths full, we turned and kissed again, thrusting tongues into each other's mouths mixing our juices as we moaned in ecstasy.

And, the weekend was just beginning!