by: BootPigJoseph
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Chapter | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | Chapter 2 He was right, Joe thought "what a sexy boy" he was and he'd find it difficult to keep his hands off him. He had noticed the looks he was getting so, perhaps, the boy was gay otherwise sharing a bed might be difficult. Anyway, Jeff helped him to his gear upstairs but with a pair of panniers and a tank bag there wasn't that much. He would go back home once he was settled and get the rest. The boys chatted as Joe unpacked but Jeff couldn't help but stare at the boots. He was really hard now and anybody looking could see it snaking down his thigh and Joe was looking. "Jeff, we have to get one thing clear. I am gay. I find bikes, leather and boots very sexy. I know we are going to have to sleep together in the same bed and I won't touch you if you don't want me to. I think you are as gay as I am and I think boots turn you on. I find you very sexy. So, cousin, are you or not? My parents don't know about me and I certainly wouldn't tell yours." Jeff was so relieved. At last someone to talk about it and, even better, a really sexy guy who seemed to fancy him. He admitted it all, his interest in bikes, how the sight of boots turned him on, how he loved the feel of tight denim and much more. "Well, Jeff, I think I've arrived here just in time to stop you getting really frustrated. Yes, I would love to have sex with you and teach you a few things, though I think you'll be a fast learner. So, come here and give your cousin a kiss. That's always a good way to start." Jeff couldn't believe it and Joe took him in his arms. Jeff could smell all that leather and shot a load in his jeans just as he rubbed against him. "Good, boy, jeans can be too clean. Now, I made some enquiries and there is a gay pub about a mile from here. Very discrete. We'll go there for a pint or two and then, when we come back, we'll see what happens. I am sure all you've ever done is wank thinking of what you'd like to do. Possibly you wanked a few guys and, perhaps had a guy suck you. You want to try and suck, you want to get Fucked and you want to fuck." Jeff kept nodding. "Now, I can see that leather and boots turn you on. Well, they do me as well. I like to watch a guy as he licks them and I like to lick them as well. It's also great to have a boot rubbing your crotch. I've even had a booted guy kick my arse and that turned me on. So, you're not alone." Sheepishly, Jeff produced his boots and Joe told him to put them on. The stain in his jeans was obvious but he was told not to change them but put on a clean, white T-shirt. He did have a well-worn leather jacket and Jeff was ready. Joe changed out of his leathers and put on some battered, old jeans, his Docs and a bomber jacket. He noticed how Jeff kept looking at his leather jeans. "Well, boy, get your face inside them if you want to. They'll smell of leather and me." They smell was great and Jeff's cock got hard again. Chapter | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 |
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Cousins in Boots
by: BootPigJoseph
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