Gay Erotic Stories

The invitation read, “Members of the Leather Nights Association are invited to a party for lovers of smooth bodies, black leather and high boots. Dress will be masked leather fetish and there will be a dark labyrinth for your ultimate anonymous sexual enjoyment.” A date, time, and e-mail response address were given. The invitation ended with “Respond and bring this invitation along with your e-mail confirmation for the ultimate leather sexual experience.” I took me about a millisecond longer than my computer could boot-up to respond. About an hour later I received e-mail with the location of the party - an industrial area just outside of town.

The evening of the party I dressed in a pair of ultra-tight, black, stretch leather hipster tights with waist band-to-waist band zip-around and a wide leather belt; a pair of Jean-Gaborit thigh-high, black leather riding boots with 10cm heels and long tapered then squared toes; shoulder length, tissue thin, black kid gloves; a black leather five strap harness with choker and cockring and a black leather half mask. I slipped on my motorcycle jacket and helmet and set out for the party.

Upon arriving at the address I saw that the location was a warehouse surrounded by a chain link fence with a gated and guarded entrance. I pulled up to the guard shack and handed my invitation to a leather clad guard. After checking out the invitation he pressed a button, the gate opened and he waved me through, indicating that I should drive to the far end of the building. I parked my motorcycle among another 25 or so and headed for the entrance where a muscular doorman clad in leather briefs, over the knee boots with square toes and 9cm heels, skin tight gauntlets and a black leather hood, greeted me. Again, my invitation was checked before the door was opened. “Have a nice time sir!” the doorman said as he checked my jacket and helmet then pushed the button to allow my entrance to the party.

The electric door slid open and I entered a large room that looked like a bar. There were a number of masked leather clad guys lounging with drinks and one turned and swished over to me displaying an erect penis filling the pouch of a zippered leather thong. I immediately recognized Harry – even though he was masked. Harry, the host, is a leather queen and he was sporting mesh hose, tight-laced crotch high boots with viciously high spiked heels and pointed toes, long tight gloves and a completely shaved body - even his head.

“Welcome, darling” Harry declared in an almost feminine voice as he reached out to me with his gloved hand. I let him draw me toward him and we kissed – his tongue slithering deep into me.

“Welcome to our party –Oh! You look so yummy!” Harry’s gloved hand slid between my leather-encased legs and found my bulge. “You feel good too!” he whispered as he rubbed my erect cock through the tight leather,

“Oooooh! You’re such a stud! Let’s fuck later.”

Harry may have been swishy but he had an incredibly tight ass and knew how to use it.

“Absolutely!” I moaned, starting to pant as he continued to stroke my erection through my tights.

“But, darling, we must get you a drink and, of course, you have to go through the labyrinth! It’s so much fun – you just don’t know who you are doing whatever to or who’s doing whatever to you.” Harry smiled and led me off to the bar.

I ordered a drink and Harry swished off to greet another new arrival. As I sat and sipped my drink I noticed that the place was pretty empty – considering the number of bikes outside. I asked the bartender where everyone was and he indicated the rotating darkroom door that was the entry to the labyrinth. I thought that must really be something! Finally, my curiosity and the pressure of my hard cock against my leather tights really got the best of me and I rose and crossed the room to the labyrinth entrance. The sign on the rotating door instructed users to ride it until rotation stopped and then walk toward a red light. I entered the door and pulled it closed behind me. It was pitch black inside! A motor began to whir and I could feel a slight movement. Then, a tiny red light appeared some distance in front of me.

I stepped forward and felt my booted foot land on vinyl flooring. One more step and the door again whirred – rotating back to the entry position. It was unbelievably dark inside the labyrinth – I had no idea which way to go.

Standing perfectly still, I listened to what was going on. I could hear panting and moaning and sucking sounds and could smell leather and sex. Another tentative step toward the tiny light and sounds and gloved hands slid over my body. I stood unmoving as the hands explored me – finally stopping between my legs on the leather encased bulge of my erect cock. A mouth followed the hands and I felt a tongue slide over my crotch. More hands were moving over my upper body from behind me squeezing and rubbing my tits and rolling my erect nipples between leather encased fingers. I was beginning to moan and squirm against the mouth pressed onto the bulge of my hard cock.

“Suck it!” I gasped as I opened the zip-around of my leather tights and exposed my hardness to the mouth at my crotch. Wet warm lips slipped over my cockhead and down onto my shaft making a tight seal and creating incredible suction. My gloved hands grasped the hooded head at my crotch and pulled it forward until my penis was deep in its throat. The hands at my tits moved down and behind me, grasping the zipper between my open leather clad legs and pulling it all the way up the back to expose my anal mounds and ass crack. Now, I felt gloved hands on my mounds – spreading me; opening my hole for the precum drooling cock that was pushing against it.

“Yes!” I cried “Oh! Mother fucker! Yes!” The slick head of the anonymous cock at my ass was pushing into me. I was being sucked and fucked at the same time by two completely unknown leather clad lovers.

Squirming and gasping I was working in sync with both of my anonymous lovers when I felt a mouth moving over my chest and neck and upwards until it was on my own open mouth. A tongue slithered over my lips and into my mouth then I felt something thick and hot dribble over my lips. Someone was feeding me spunk – transferring the load that had just been left in his mouth into mine. I drew back choking and the rest of the jism smeared over my face and ran down my chin. The dude sucking me fell back and drew down on my leather clad hips with his gloved hands pulling me downward until I was straddling him with my cock in his mouth. The cock in my ass stayed with me all the way down, but now there was another cock – this one slick with precum and rubbing over my masked face. Whoever had fed me the mouth full of spunk was now going to feed me his man meat.

Moaning, I opened my mouth so that the cock moving over my face could enter it. The slick, swollen, bulbous cockhead slid across my lips and then back to the center of my mouth. I closed my lips on it and began to suck – drawing it into my mouth. Gloved hands grasped the back of my head and drew me forward until my nose was against the pubes above the base of the cock and it’s head was deep in my throat. I began to suck and swallow working the stiff prod with my tongue, mouth and throat. My gloved hands reached out so that I could steady myself and I grasped a pair of tight, smooth, crotch high patent leather boots. By now there was gasping from behind me and I could feel the cock in my ass begin to twitch. I thrust backward rotating my ass just as streams of hot jism surged into my hole. Leather clad hands clasped my hips and drew me tight onto the gushing member in my hole. The hot juices flowing over my prostate brought me off and I joined my anonymous anal lover in orgasm – filling the mouth so tightly clamped onto my cock with explosive bursts of cum. My anal lover withdrew from me and I felt his juices trickle from my hole and down over my balls while my own cream was now spattering the face of whoever had been sucking my cock. I began to work my head back and forth on the cock in my mouth, sucking wildly until I felt its first orgasmic twitches. Then I drew back slightly and became still letting it erupt into my mouth.

We fell apart panting, jism dribbling from my open mouth. I began to crawl forward following the turns of the dark wall of the labyrinth, panting and working my way toward the tiny red light. Someone was in front of me; I felt a tall-heeled harness boot and tight leather chaps. Gloved hands reached out and grasped me drawing me forward until my mouth was on a pair of smooth balls. I realized that there was another person next to me already giving head to the cock above the balls that I was now licking. I reached out and felt my way along the other body until my hand was on the rigid penis between leather-clad legs. I began to jack the swollen drooling cock. The hands were again on my head, this time drawing me down and away from the balls I was licking onto the puckering ass hole beneath and behind them. I had grown hard again and I straddled the leather-clad leg humping it as I pushed my tongue into the tight hole at my mouth. The cock in my hand was beginning to pulse and I grasped it, twisting it slightly. I heard a gurgling moan and my gloved hand filled with the hot semen that was issuing forth in streams. I brought my dripping hand up to the ass in front of me and smeared the juices over the puckering hole and, now, quivering mounds. Crawling forward, I pushed my hard cock into the smear of jizz between those tight mounds and began to work my cockhead against the slick pucker. “Yes!” I heard “Fuck my sweet ass!” I pushed slowly and steadily forward until I buried the full 18cm of my throbbing cock into the ass in front of me. More cries, this time almost incoherent and then choking sounds as my anal lover emptied his juices into the mouth sucking his cock.

The ass clamped tightly almost as though it wanted to crush my cock and it felt incredibly good. I thrust back and forth in rhythm with the clamping and hot cum began to jet from my penis into the ass in which it was buried. Finally I dropped back panting and leaned against the wall fondling my soft wet cock.

I took a few minutes to recover from this second encounter before I continued to follow the wall toward the little red light. It seemed that I was moving toward some central chamber and I could hear the moaning and panting sounds of sex ahead. The floor had become slick in places from puddles of cum and the smooth leather soles of my tall-heeled boots occasionally slipped so I moved sideways with my back on the wall. Suddenly the wall ended and I realized that I was at the chamber. I dropped to my hands and knees and crawled toward the sex sounds ahead. From the sounds there must have been about a dozen guys involved in a “squirm”. The smell of leather and sex was intense – I continued to crawl toward it, my cock growing erect as I neared what could only be and uncontrolled pile of male bodies undulating together engaged in completely free sex.

My hand fell onto the calf of a high tight-laced boot and I began to lick it. I felt hands on my own boots and tights, moving up the smooth black leather and then onto my, again, hard cock and balls. Wet lip moved across my anal mounds, then I felt a tongue drill into my hole. I began to cry out in delight writhing against the tongue probing me and the leather clad hands stroking my cock and squeezing my nuts. Something hot and wet spattered my back and I realized that whomever’s boot I had been licking had cum on me. The person in the tight-laced boot staggered back from me but was instantly replaced by a pair of gloved hands drawing my masked face to a rigid cock. I began to suck and lick the prod in my mouth while hands and lips moved over my body and genitals. God! I was approaching sensory overload! Every erotic spot in my body was being stimulated – at once! I began to cum – uncontrollably. My cock danced and twitched, streams of jism jetted from me spattering anyone near. The cock in my mouth began to erupt and I just swallowed and swallowed taking as much of the load as I could before I drew back gasping for breath with spunk still splashing onto my face and chest. Unable to handle more, I fell to a prone position on the floor and slid towards the tiny red light.

I ran into a wall and stopped moving forward then began to feel around – the little red light was directly above me. My gloved fingers found the edge of a door and I crawled into the opening. Motors whirred and the door closed. A light came on – at first very dim then brighter and brighter. At last I could see again and I realized that I was covered with cum and that it was even trickling from my ass and down the back of my leg onto the glossy leather of my boot. I stood leaning on the wall of the rotating entry panting and moving my gloved hands over my cum smeared body. The motor stopped and the door slid open. I staggered out and realized that I was at the opposite end of the barroom from where I started.

Harry was standing there with his hands on his hips and his tightly booted legs spread. “Did you enjoy it – darling?” he questioned. “Damn right!” I panted in response. “But darling, do you still want to fuck me?” Harry asked with a smirk on his face. “Damn right!” I responded, “Polish my leather while I shower and afterward I’ll push so much cock up that tight ass of yours that you’ll choke.” “Oh darling! You are a stud!” Harry squealed with delight.