Boots made to get you hard

Equestrian Dreams is a horseback riding and training academy in Calgary, a major city in the province of Alberta, Canada, close to the Rocky Mountains. The owners, William and Helena Johnston, have tried unsuccessfully to have a child. They turned to adopting a three-year-old boy, Randy. The parents adore their son who is in perfect health, has charming blue eyes, dirty blond wavy hair and a peachy butt. William, a well-hung man, is disappointed at the size of Randy’s penis which he calls a pee button.  At birth, the boy was circumcised at the recommendation of the doctor.

The Johnstons have a dozen male employees who run Equestrian Dreams. William suspects that the older one of them is gay because he is not married and never mentions a girlfriend. He can’t prove it because he has never caught Gerard in some same-sex activity on the ranch. And he would be helpless without him since Gerard is a model employee, always ready to work overtime, and probably the friendliest of the gang. Clients, male and female, like to get riding instructions from him. In private, some guys have hinted that they would love to lick Gerard’s Brogini Turin knee-high black boots. They don’t hesitate to tip him generously and to leave their business card. Needless to say that, outside Equestrian Dreams, Gerard has an active sexual life with boot fetish clients.

Back to Randy. In Alberta, a child starts kindergarten at 5, then moves on to the elementary level (grades 1 to 6). Junior high schools offer grade 7 to 9 education; senior high schools complete the program with grades 10 to 12. Randy does not rank first in class, but he is in the top tier. Not very good in team sports, he’s an excellent individual skater and skier. He adores horseback riding.

It is only when he reaches senior high school that Randy sees a guy’s cock for the first time, in the shower area. He finds out how small his dick is, compared to other classmates. They obviously laugh at him. When Randy confides in his father, William does a search to see if there are exercises to stretch the virile member. This does not give the expected results, at most a quarter of an inch (half a cm).

Being raised in an equestrian environment, Randy fantasizes in wearing knee-high boots. Subconsciously, you could say that the long boots compensate for the short dick. Since his son does not need instructions from an employee, William forgets that Gerard could be in a situation where seduction is more than possible. Now 16-years-old, Randy rides where he wants and roams freely in the stables, showing off his perky butt in tight breaches. He notices that Gerard is always the last employee to leave the premises, after spending a good half-hour shining his boots. Having developed a fetish, the teenager nonchalantly passes by Gerard, sits down next to him, and nervously asks:

“Maybe you will find this strange, but can I… smell… sniff your boots?”

“Of course! I thought you would never ask. It’s only natural between guys like us.”

“What do you mean?”

“Guys who like the company of other guys. Is that what you enjoy?”

“I guess so. Girls don’t interest me. Guys with boots on attract me.”

 “I personally would love to rub my boots on your plumy ass.”

The first intimate contacts between the 16-year-old boy and the 36-year-old employee are made through long black boots. Randy gets quickly intoxicated when he buries his nose in Gerard’s left boot. He feels his weenie getting hard and pressures the tip of the boot on his crotch. For his part, Gerard takes hold of his right boot, and slides it along the boy’s curved butt. He rubs the tip against the crack and that triggers moans of pleasure. The fun is interrupted by an exterior cry from the father who asks Randy if he is still in the barn. The teenager gets up quickly and heads for the exit, replying that he will take care of closing the door and follow him home.

“I want to see you again.”

“Me too.”

“I love playing with your boots.”

“I adore playing with your ass.”

All night long, Randy replays the scene where Gerard’s stinking left boot got him so high, and how the right one felt so go in his crack. He gets hard and masturbates his tiny tube that spurts ropes of creamy spunk. The next day, after supper, Randy goes for a ride on a secluded trail. An interior voice tells him that Gerard will see him heading that way and will join him. The teenager and the employee meet under an oak tree that seems to open its arms to welcome them. They are both wearing tight fitted breachers and tall black boots. They smile, get off their horse, and spontaneously embrace each other.

“This is all new to me, but I find it so hot being with you”, says Randy.

“I’m not just a riding instructor, I’m also a gay sex master”, replies Gerard.

“So, does this mean that I’m gay? Dad will freak out when he finds out. He will fire you.”

“He doesn’t have to know. We can meet at my place and do what excites us. I guest you have never been kissed by a man…”

“No, but my nose in your boot, then my tongue licking the leather gear, followed by our mouths meeting greedily sounds like a hot scenario.”

As the plan unfolds, they both get a hard-on. Gerard suggests that being naked, with just their boots on, would be both sensual and kinky. Randy likes the idea, but it means that Gerard will probably get to see the smallest dick of his life, a humiliating experience for the teenager.

“I like the idea, Gerard, but I can’t show you my penis. It’s too tiny.”

“There is no such thing as too tiny – or too big for that matter – when two guys feel mutual attraction. You have a big butt and I have a small rear end. We complement each other.”

On that note, Gerard undresses completely, then puts his boots back on… taking care to rub them on Randy’s peachy ass first. This triggers a moan of pleasure and encourages the teenager to get naked. So that his little gun isn’t the center of attraction, he bends down to lick Gerard’s boots. The employee’s cock is visibly growing.

“Do you usually scoop your jizz to eat it when you jerk off?”, asks Gerard.

“Yes, I do. My dick is small but my balls carry a huge load. Why do you ask?”

“Would you like to taste my jizz?”

“Oh, yes! That would be amazing and tasty, I’m sure.”

“I will rub my cock on your crack until it gets juicy, and then explode over my boots. You can lick the white gold on black leather. Trust me, you will want more!”

Indeed, the teenager would love a second serving. Randy can’t believe how sex with a man in boots can be so hot. His cock is throbbing, and it seems that the weinee has never been that hard, that long also. His imagination may be playing a trick on him, but he has never felt that sexy... until Gerard blows his caressing breath on the small virile member, and his mouth engulfs the coveted treasure. The gay employee swirls his tongue around the lolipop and sucks the boy juice with rhythm while squeezing the tight ball sack. Randy explodes ropes of creamy nectar that Gerard swallows almost fully, keeping a small portion to spice up a French kiss.

Randy and Gerard are now lovers. When the employee has a day off, they meet at his place. He continues to introduce his young partner to pleasures less known among boot fetishists. On a Saturday afternoon, after drinking a few beers, they both need to urinate. Gerard suggests that they each piss on the other’s boots. The shine is magical. It leads to licking the amber gloss.

There is no doubt in Gerard’s mind: Randy has never been ass-fucked nor has he tried to shove his dick in some guy’s shit hole. The time has come for a hard and deep penetration of the boy’s peachy butt. Gerard obviously wears his riding boots to plough his new lover’s arse. It makes him feel more dominant. It gives him more authority. He lubricates his dagger and warns his partner that this will hurt for the first few minutes, but that pain will quickly turn into wild virile pleasure.

The pounding does, in fact, trigger some cries, but Randy imagines that he is a mare seeded by a stallion, and the excitement increases tenfold. When Gerard reaches a climax, he unloads half of his warm muck in the fuck chute, half of it on the tip of his right booth, which he then removes to insert it inside the begging arse, just like some of his kinky friends engage into fisting. Randy is getting a fuckin boot fuck.

Questioned by his parents about his increasing number of absences from home, Randy admits, with a wink, that he has a secret lover. Asked when he will introduce her, the son replies that they already know the “special person”. They imagine that it’s just a passing fling with a girl from his school.

A question for you, readers: how long do you think the relationship between Gerard and Randy will last?