Gay fetish: lacquer and leather in perfection
Hello dear gays. My name is Christoph (48) and I'm probably on the most clichéd gay fetish that the scene has to offer. Lacquer and leather make my blood boil and the touch of these materials drive me wild. Besides the aesthetic aspect, I love to squeeze myself into vinyl clothes and experience sexual adventures in this outfit.
Just recently I participated in a gay fetish meeting, where somehow all specialized in lacquer and leather. There I met many different gays. Everywhere crunched and squeaked the leather.
It was wonderful. That evening I discovered for myself another, apparently typical gay fetish: the orgy. The sight that presents itself when many men are in one place and it is apparently completely indifferent to who is just with whom zugange is extremely appealing to me. I myself do not even know how many men I could please that evening.
I gave blowjobs, rimjobs and horny fucks,... Got such but also. While I spoiled a guy anal, I put my fist in the ass of another and, and, and. But the story should begin at the beginning of the evening.
I never go to such meetings alone. The fear of someone penetrating me without a condom is just too great. That's why I brought my "gay cruising" colleague along. He always makes sure that rubbers are used.
He helped me into my vinyl outfit that covers the entire body. The mouth can only be opened with a zipper. Another zipper unleashes the brute snake that would soon be on the road again. My cruising partner opted for leather shorts with leather boots, a leather cap and a mesh top. So off we went to the said gay fetish meeting.
When we arrived, we were already awaited by a multitude of men in lacquer and leather, who were already fumbling wildly with each other and moaning lustfully. The sound of squeaking lacquer and leather made me additionally wild. We first sat down on a bench and looked at what was happening.
Fisting leads to orgy
We did not have to wait long until a varnish slut approached us. He opened his mouth and indicated with his fingers that he wanted something in his mouth. My buddy lovingly offered his cock and let himself enjoy a blowjob.
The sounds of the lacquer emitted with every movement made my pants tighter and I could hardly wait to get active myself. I stroked my smooth vinyl suit and this feeling only excited me more.
At some point he stopped sucking my buddy's cock and asked, "Can I lick your boots?". He bobbed back and forth happily. My buddy allowed the request, but with the quid pro quo that he would be allowed to fist him. The Lackluder clapped his hands joyfully and began to lick the leather boots intensely and passionately. He was determined 10 minutes zugange and in this time, a man in a leather coat showed interest in my person.
The other horny fetish guy
He smoked a cigarette and watched me, one hand was in his pants. I liked the sight and started to play with my charms. I groped my entire body and kept eye contact with the stranger. After he smoked his cigarette, he came right up to me. His hand still in his pants. With his other hand, he lightly (yet firmly) grabbed my throat, "Well, you little lacquer bitch, do you feel like having a very special adventure today?" These words excited me and I asked, "What exactly do you have in mind?" He pointed to my buddy and his new acquaintance.
I turned my head and saw the complete fist of my colleague stuck in the ass of the bootlicker.
This one seemed extremely excited about it and kept murmuring, "Deeper, more, more!!!" My buddy pulled his fist out of him and stuck it back in until the guy moaned with excitement and started moving to the beat. I was amazed and must have looked slightly startled because the man in the leather coat was still saying to me, "Don't worry, we'll start small and we don't have to overdo it." In fact, I had not had more than one finger or cock in my asshole up to that point. But I also already wanted to know how it felt when the asshole was stretched further and further.
I opened the zipper of my pants, knelt on the bench and stretched my ass to the leather coat man. First I was allowed to enjoy a horny and wet rimjob. Then he inserted first one, then two and then three fingers in my ass and began to turn them. I felt how my asshole offered more and more space until all five fingers were inside me. He did not stop and at some point I felt that he was doing exactly the same thing as with the leather boot fetishist buddy.
Now he penetrated me with his fist, while the lacquer slut next to me came screaming to climax. I must honestly confess: A fist was too much for me personally, however, the experience was interesting.
It gets hornier and hornier and more and more crowded...
During the fisting session, some men had already gathered around us. Many of them jerked and groped themselves. When I was no longer fisted, the next man was already behind me and frivolously grabbed my ass.
He took an ice cube and stroked my rosette with it. I cringed and tensed my muscles, which probably caused my asshole to quickly tighten again. He snotted me full and jerked off with lube.
Due to the cold I hardly felt at first that he penetrated me with a jerk. Only his violent thrusts against my prostate I felt intensely. In the process, his latex top slapped against my vinyl suit. The sound was horny and I asked him to take me more violently.
He fucked me hard until I had a horny orgasm. Final I now wanted to put one away myself. Therefore, I stood up and my place was taken by a naked man with leather mask. He was already spreading his legs and I shared this asshole then certainly with eight other men. The remaining five had gathered around us and splashed on the naked body of the anonymous with the leather mask.
After that, 100 hands cavorted on my body and every few minutes the cocks in my ass changed until I came when I gave myself another hot blowjob to finish. During the blowjob I looked around and everyone seemed to fuck everyone. All came little by little.
I will definitely expand my horizons in the field of gay fetish. There is still a lot to discover.