1. Polly and Pat (Tights fetish)


    Date: 3/17/2015, Categories: Fetish, Gay Male, Shemales, Author: leotardlust, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    I met Pat on a back to work course. He was a strapping guy. He used to be a labourer. Outside during a smoke break it was freezing. I told him as much. I wondered how he coped in cold weather where he used to work. 'Oh me and my work mates wore thick tights under our overalls,' he said 'Really?' 'Well they make your legs warm.' 'I suppose they would. Are you wearing a pair now?' I smiled. 'Haven't got any. Could do with a pair if this weather keeps up.' 'You think, I should get some too.' 'Wouldn't hurt. Better than freezing your bollocks off.' 'Maybe we could get a couple of pairs at lunchtime. We could get changed into them at mine. I live round the corner. I'll make you a brew.' 'Best offer I've had for ages. What's your name.' I nearly said Polly. 'Leo.' 'I'm Pat.' We went to the corner shop at lunchtime. He picked up a pair of x large black gloss and I picked out small ultra gloss black. The asian girl who worked there gave us a weird look but Pat didn't care as he paid for them. 'I feel a bit naughty,' he said, outside the shop. 'We should skip the course and stay at mine for the afternoon and have a drink in our tights,' I joked. Pat giggled. 'I live just around the corner.' 'I'm used to wearing these with no underwear.' Pat said as he took out the tights while I poured him some tea. 'They're more comfortable like that.' 'Don't let me stop you,' I said. 'Where can I get changed?' 'You can change in my bedroom, if you like, second door on the right. If you want I'll ...
    bring your tea in.' 'Are you getting changed too?' 'When I've made the tea.' 'This is right kinky, this, having tea in our tights while everyone goes back to that boring course.' While Pat was out I pulled the tights over my legs and arse, smoothing my hands over the glossy lycra. I don't know what possessed me, probably arousal but near the front door, I took out my high heeled silver sandals and stepped into them. I took the tray and stepped into the bedroom. Pat was lying on the bed. In tights! His jaw almost dropped when he saw that I was wearing tights...and further still, when he spotted my heels. 'This gets better,' he said. 'Well, if I'm going to be wearing tights with another man, wearing tights, I might as well do it properly.' I bent over slightly as I put the tray down and smiled over my shoulder. Pat was lying on his back, sat up a little. His hunky thighs and long legs looked so fucking hot in shiny black tights. What's more his cock was big, and the transparent bulge in the crotch was getting harder by the second. I put my hands on my hips. 'Why don't we skip the tea and enjoy our tights instead?' Pat grinned. 'In fact Pat, you can call me Polly. I'm looking for a tights loving hunk. Can you help?' Pat's cock was straining hard against the tight shimmery crotch. 'You can help with this,' he said, pointing in the direction of his meaty cock. 'Ooh I fucking intend to, you nylon encased hunk!' With my tights encased arse poking in the air I went down on him and ...
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