Losing our inhibitions through the touch of leather!
Now that we had pleasured ourselves in front of each other and then opened my cousin’s eyes to the indulgence of how one can achieve supreme orgasmic pleasure from masturbation toys, our inhibitions towards masturbation around each other just dissipated.
I was always more active in self-pleasure than he was in recent times. He was playing the field and having copious amounts of sex whilst I could only imagine achieving what he was, largely through fantasising as I carried out my daily stroke.
When we were together one day, the subject of discussion turned sexual and I can remember saying even if I was having regular sex, I’d still need to masturbate and have my own time. He probed me on this and I simply said that I had just strong fantasies that I couldn’t not act upon them, especially as it involved wearing something.
I’ve always been turned on at the sight of attractive women wearing either leather gloves and/or leather boots. It formed the basis early on into my masturbation fantasies and to this day, is the front and centre of when I do it. Whether it be wearing either or both, or looking at photos of those, I fancy wearing either or both. Put simply, the touch of leather gloves stroking all over my erect cock is just incredible.
We sat in his mum’s lounge, just the two of us, when I then admitted to him my indulgences and I said, " If you could only know how it felt, you’d realise it." It just so happened the pair of black leather gloves I wore almost every time I wanked was in my pocket. I got up, took them out and put them on. We had never touched each other before, but I sat next to him and said, “Now it’s time for you to feel what I feel,” and he removed his trousers and boxers to reveal his hard cock. He looked at me and nodded to signal he wanted me to start touching him with my leather gloved hands.
Before getting into that familiar frequent tug, I lightly caressed the head, tip and glans, and as I did, he looked at me with a flushed complexion and remarked how soft the gloves felt on his erection. I then demonstrated some of the techniques I used, all of which made him squirm and ache with pleasure. I then set about building up a slow and steady rhythm on his shaft when he said to me, “What do I do when it feels like I’ll blow?”
I just said to him, “Let it go, let yourself unload and cum all on these gloves and they’ll either wipe or lick clean,” and before too long, he said, “I’m gonna cum.” The ropes poured over the gloves, making a cum stained mess. He then offered to lick some of it clean, curious as to how he tasted, whilst then wiping down the rest.
He now knew he owed me one. He told me how he got it now, and his plan would include indulging in pleasuring himself with leather gloves. In fact, he wanted it to be a daily occurrence for him too. However, he didn’t own a pair. I looked at him and told him that because he still lived with his mum, he should do as I did when I used to stay over. I explained that his mum had a pair of black leather gloves and boots and I would frequently sneak off and find myself even more turned on as I put both on and knocked one out. With that, he found her gloves and put them on. Fitting perfectly, he then said, “My turn to return the favour,” and everything I had just taught him, he then did to me. It felt so intense as he gave me a strong orgasm, causing me to fantasize about it being his mum’s hands making light work of my sensitive cock.
This wasn’t to be the only time we each gave each other a leather gloves wank, or even just masturbating each other - stay tuned for what’s next.
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