1. 'Cycling' with Paul (Lycra)


    Date: 4/1/2015, Categories: Fetish, Gay Male, Shemales, Author: leotardlust, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    were some toilets and a picnic area. I waited with the bikes while Paul went in. While he was gone I bent over so my ass in my tight lycra shorts were facing the toilets entrance. Out of curiosity I sniffed the saddle of his bike. It smelled of sweat and was musty. I licked it and sniffed deeply. I must have been lost in a haze, because with one hand I reached down and fondled my snug padded panel and stroked. By the time I looked round Paul was standing there smiling. 'You could have at least waited till my arse was perched on there,' he said. I blushed a little. 'Come here,' he added. I sheepishly walked over to him. It felt like my shiny padded panel was sagging somewhat. I looked down. 'Be honest,' Paul said. 'Is it me you have a thing about or my saddle?' I looked up. 'You, Paul.' 'Pull up your shorts,' he ordered. I gripped the waistband and hoisted them up tight. 'That's better,' he smiled. He put his hands on my arse and smoothed them over, gripping it tightly. 'Put your arms around my neck,' he said. I circled my arms around his neck, like a girl, and looked innocently into his eyes. He leant forward slightly and pecked me on the lips. 'Does the fact that I'm married bother you?' I shook my head. He grinned, drew me closer, gripped my arse harder, titled his head and we kissed like teenagers for ages. I loved his big hands on my arse. Loved it! I could feel him fondling the panel of my padded bit. My hands wandered down to his arse, smoothing the soft, shiny ...
    material, stroking his padded bit. After we kissed my head fell into his chest as he held me. Oh how I loved being in his strong arms! As he held me and we embraced tightly he said, 'This could be a regular thing,' he suggested. 'Yes! I do so hope!' 'What do you see in an old, fat thing like me?' he asked. 'A man, a real man but a real man who wears Lycra!' 'Into Lycra, are you? I think I could tell.' As we walked hand in hand I told him about my fetish for tights, Lycra and leotards and how I wore them, and how I loved wearing them for other men, almost as much as I loved wearing them for myself. He was intrigued about leotards and tights and said he was always curious about the same sex. Especially kissing and humping them. I told him that my place was free and if he wanted we could arrange to meet every week as well as but sometimes instead of our cycling trips. That afternoon we went back to mine and he lay on top of me while we kissed and he humped me stupid! I gripped his arse in his tight lycra shorts, as his arse bobbed up and down while his hard crotch rubbed and pumped against mine in my shorts. It was so erotic feeling the weight of him on me, hearing him out of breath with determination, seeing the sweat roll down is face, as I egged him on with 'Oh Paul! Paul! Harder! Harder! Come on me! Come on me! Shag me, shag me!' As he was about to come he told me to turn round so he could grind his hard Lycra prick as far up my lycra encased shithole as he could. He pressed me into ...
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