Gay Erotic Stories

I really like the winter time best. Winter means that I can wear gloves and boots in public without feeling conspicuous and that the malls are filled with hot tight women's gloves and high boots that I can pretend to be buying as gifts for a female friend. I usually shop in malls twenty or more miles from home, that way there's minimal chance that I will meet anyone I know while looking at the women's boots and gloves. Last winter when I was on one of my weekly outings to the mall and looking through the "Ladies Gloves" section of one of the department stores I had my first encounter with another glove fetishist. I had worn my usual shopping outfit - a pair of very tight faded denim jeans, a ribbed lycra turtle neck sweater, black leather jacket and a pair of my favorite knee-high ladies boots with high chunky heels and broad square toes. My short gloves were in my jacket pocket while I rummaged around the glove counter looking for just the right pair of long, black, unlined, leather gloves. The feel and smell of the soft smooth leather excited me and my cock was becoming quite rigid and straining against the tight denim of my jeans. After checking the size of several pairs of gloves I found a pair that should fit like second skin. They were black glazed kid with cuffs that would come almost to my elbows and on sale! I picked up the gloves and smelled them then began to pull one onto a hand; tugging the thin leather and working my fingers so that it would stretch onto my hand. Yes! It fit smooth and tight, not a wrinkle until the cuff flared out at my wrist. I would have loved to have thrust my gloved hand into my jeans and jacked off right there! The second glove fit as perfectly as the first and as I held out my hands to admire their leather encasement I heard someone say. "Those are really beautiful!" I turned with a start to see another guy standing next to me. He was young and wearing black jeans and a leather jacket, his feet were booted in what looked like riding boots and a pair of black gloves made from tissue thin leather stretched over his hands. "May I feel them?" he softly panted. I was sort of numb but could see that he was turned on by the gloves on my hands and was growing erect. "Sure!" I responded and held a hand out to him. The feel of his gloved hands moving over mine, softly caressing the leather of my gloves excited me to the point that my cock began to visibly throb inside the tight encasement of my jeans. "Jack me off." he whispered. "What?" I gasped. "You know you want to and you know you want me to stroke that hard cock of yours with my gloved hands." I did, I really wanted feel his softly gloved hands between my legs, rubbing my smooth balls and then stroking me to erupting climax. I tugged off the gloves and hurried to the cash register. I paid for the gloves as he stood next to me, the cashier must have known what was going on but I didn't care. "Where?" I gasped to him as I, again, pulled the tight gloves onto my hands. "My van in the parking lot." He took my gloved hand in his and we held hands as we walked out of the mall into the parking lot. "I'm Tony" he said as we approached a white mini-van with blacked out windows, "Hi, I'm Mark." Neither were our real names. Tony unlocked the van and slid open the side door. The back seats had been removed and there was only carpeted floor behind the front seats. I climbed into the van and Tony followed, sliding the door shut behind him. I lay back on the carpet, he sat next to me and began to rub his own bulge with his gloved hand. I followed Tony's lead and began to masturbate through my tight jeans. "First time?" Tony asked. "Yeah!" I responded nervously. Tony bent over and pressed his mouth against mine and as we kissed he slipped his gloved hand between my, now spread, legs. His gloved fingers found my cockhead through my jeans and he began to squeeze and roll it. I groaned my approval and thrust my leather clad hand between Tony's legs cupping his bulge as he humped against me. "I'm going to open your pants." Tony gasped almost breathlessly as he pulled down my zipper. My stiff cock was exposed to his caresses and I was in near ecstasy as the smooth soft leather of Tony's gloves slid over my precum slick glans. I grabbed Tony's zipper and pulled it down then grasped his swollen shaft in my tightly gloved hand and began to stroke it. We both rose to a kneeling position and kissed as we fondled each other. "Oh God!" I moaned, "I want to cum, make me cum!" "Soon" was his response, "let's enjoy it just a little longer!" Tony was able to bring me to the edge of ejaculation with his gloved fingers and then stop just before my eruption. He guided my hand on his cock and over his smooth hairless balls showing me exactly where to bring the same pleasure to him that he was bringing to me. We had oozed so much precum that our gloves were wet and slick enhancing the sensations as we manipulated each other toward climax. I felt like my groin was going to explode, I'd never been so hot in my life. My cock was twitching in Tony's gloved hand and I was writhing and squirming as he stroked me. Tony's throbbing prod slid easily in my precum slickened glove and he was humping up and down, literally fucking my glove. "I'm going to do it! Tony cried out, "I'm going to cream!" "Yes! Yes! shoot your hot spunk!" I groaned just as my own cock began to jerk and dance in climax. Tony's entire body shuddered and streams of hot jism spewed into my gloved hand then spattered my writhing crotch. My gushing semen soaked Tony's gloves and smeared onto his naked belly, we pushed our groins together and released the remainder of our wet loads against each other's dancing cocks Spent, we both lay on the floor panting and rubbing our jiz spattered crotches with our gloved hands. Tony reached into the seat-back storage and produced two clean white towels. We kissed again while we wiped the spunk from our bodies. Finally we dressed in silence and said nothing as I departed from the van. I've looked for Tony every time I go to the mall but I've never seen him again.