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Dance
by Hibooted
I entered and found a place at the bar. The bartender came to take my order and handed me a black leather half-mask. "It's required!" he remarked. "What'll you have?".
I ordered a beer and slipped the black leather mask onto my face as I settled into a bar stool and then removed my black leather jacket to reveal my body harness and tit rings. I stretched out my legs so that the glossy black leather and high heels of my chap boots were visible to the patrons at the bar. I love to look at my chap booted legs, the way the glossy leather seems to go from boots at my feet to tights at my thighs excites me. The bulge of my cock in the pouch of the black leather briefs under my chap boots grew more obvious as I pumped it and slid a tightly gloved hand over my crotch. I spread my legs and leaned back - I was horny and advertising the fact.
A few stools down, I noticed a smooth young dude in black boot-tights that had four inch stacked heels and a wide belt at the hips. He was, of course, masked, and he was wearing a black leather vest and very thin very tight gauntlet length gloves. The crotch of his tights had a snap on codpiece and it was just as full of his cock as were my briefs.
I took a swallow of beer and smiled at him. "Nice boots!" I said.
"Thanks, I like yours too!" he responded "High heels really turn me on!". He rose and picked up his beer and black leather jacket then sat down next to me. "Rick" he said extending a gloved hand to me.
"Mike" I returned as I reached out and grasped his leather encased hand. "Dance with me" he asked. I didn't respond, just stood up and let him lead me onto the floor.
We were among several couples who were "dancing" as they writhed and pressed their smooth bodies against each other. Rick's gloved hands dropped to my ass and clasped my anal mounds - pulling me forward until our bodies seemed to merge. I felt his hard nipples against mine and the bulge in his codpiece was pressing against my, now wildly erect, cock through two thin layers of black leather.
I reached behind Rick's head and ran my gloved hands through his short thick blonde hair drawing him forward until his mouth was against mine. I opened my mouth and his tongue slithered into it. He managed to moan "Yes!" as I began to suck his long probing tongue like it was his cock.
By now the inside of my leather briefs were slick with precum and as I thrust my bulge against Rick's my hard cock slid over the slippery surface. Rick was gasping and rotating his crotch against mine, his own precum wetting the inside of his codpiece.
"Shit!" I gasped, "I want to cum!".
"Do it babe" Rick groaned as he slid a gloved hand onto my bulge and began to rub my throbbing cockhead. "Let me feel your cock dance and gush!". I was nearly out of control, every part of my body was about to spasm in climax. Rick pulled my hand between his legs and as I grasped his bulge my cock began to jerk and dance and spew hot jiz into my leather pouch.
Rick's gloved hand tightened on my bulge and he gasped as he joined me in orgasm. We stood swaying on the dance floor, our wet crotches thrust together moaning as our juices gushed again and again.
We returned to the bar and Rick handed me my jacket. "My place," he panted as he slid his gloved hand over my pouch and kissed me.
"How far?" I asked
"Not very." He responded.
I hoped not as I was already beginning to become hard again.
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