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By Icyhot44
It's late February and I'm shopping at Foley's in Fort Worth,
Texas. This is one of my favorite stores to shop for gloves. They always seem
to have a good stock of quality, unlined leather goods. I'm always hopeful.
Naturally I am
still wearing my unlined dark brown leather dress gloves, but today has been
disappointing up to now.
It's late in the
afternoon and I've already been to a few stores. They haven't had any good
deals and no decent merchandise, but things should be better at this place.
I see a husky
fellow about 5'10" in a dark brown leather jacket. As I approach him from
the rear, he's wearing black slacks and his stocky appearance is accented by
shortly cropped hair.
I move around at a
distance and I see that this man has a well trimmed beard, is about 60 years
old and his upper body fully fills his leather jacket. And he is trying on
leather gloves. He has chosen to shop for unlined leather gloves and he's
looking at a few pairs. The pair he is considering right now is made of thin
black leather, they are unlined and they fit him very tightly!
I move closer, he
smiles a very engaging smile as he notices I'm wearing gloves. And I notice
another very interesting fact. This beefy fellow is wearing a black shirt with
a distinctive white ring around the outside of the collar. This bearish man is
a Priest!
Surprisingly, he
begins the conversation.
"Do you have a
minute?"
"Sure
do," I say.
"I want a new
pair of gloves, but I wonder if these are too tight? What do you think? Are
they too tight?", he asks, as he opens and closes his right fist
emphasizing the tightness of the leather and the mass of the beefy hand.
I move very close
to him and notice a pleasant, musky, manly scent. He smiles again as our
shoulders touch.
"I'm
John", I say as I offer my gloved hand for a handshake. He takes my hand
in his own and gives me a very firm and continual grasp.
"I don't feel
any bunching in the leather on your hand. That's because you've chosen a very
tight pair", I say.
Then I take his
gloved hand in mine and begin to examine it as I say, "I like my gloves to
fit very tight, that's why I always buy unlined gloves like the ones you're
wearing. You seem to have found the pleasure in wearing leather gloves that fit
very tightly too."
His hands are
massive and very thick, and I am surprised he was even able to get these gloves
all the way on his hands. I inspect the seams which are almost non-existent
they are so smooth, and the overall fit is so close to perfect.
Being very
thorough, I am basically massaging his tightly gloved hand with both of mine as
his breathing becomes noticeable. He is getting hot from my gloved touch and
needless to say, I am too! This is completely unexpected but sexually exciting!
We are both
standing close to the counter, and also unexpectedly he reaches his free gloved
hand down to my crotch and begins to rub my rock hard cock! Since I'm not
wearing underwear he can feel the pulsing rod and he smiles again. He has a
mischievous smile!
"Um good, that
feels really nice. You're really hard. Hope this doesn't offend you", he
says.
"If it did,
would you stop? I hope not", I say.
"No, I
wouldn't want to. I want to do more. If we went out to my van would you let me
do more?" he asked.
"I'd be happy
to put a full load of warm cum down your throat, Father" I say.
He leaves the
gloves on, pays for them and we walk out to his van. We get in the back and we
sit in the back, in specially made Captain's chairs. He holds the sides of my
head with his tightly gloved hands as he begins to gently kiss me. I reach a
gloved hand down to his crotch and find a thick pulsing rod of impressive
proportions. He moans as he continues to kiss me passionately. I didn't know a
Priest could kiss like this; this is the first Priest I've ever kissed! His
tongue is playing tag with mine. I'm going crazy with this beefy man's skill
with his tongue!
I have one gloved
hand inside his shirt and feel a massively developed, hairy chest with big
erect nipples. I'm still working on his hard cock with the other gloved hand,
now inside his pants where I can feel the heat of his man pole through the
leather.
And now he has both
of his gloved hands inside my pants, stroking my cock to its full length while
he gently massages my ball sack. This Priest is still kissing me with vigor,
his tongue licking the roof of my mouth. He rolls the head of my cock between
his gloved fingers, playing with the slit. He then lays most of the entire
shaft in his palm, puts his gloved fingers up and around the shaft and begins
to jack me very slowly.
I have never felt
such passion and I want my naked body all over this hairy, muscled priest! Does
he know what he's doing to me? Of course he does! And as he continues to work
on my hard cock he moves his blessed sacerdotal tongue over to my ear and
begins to drive me crazy. His heavy cock is pulsing and is so hot! I want him
in my mouth!
But he suddenly
gets down on his knees and almost before I know it he is licking the head of my
cock with his tongue. I'm still working on his erect nipple and massaging the
powerful neck muscles of a Priest. I mean, a real Priest!
He's playing with
my balls with those tightly gloved thick hands as he licks all over my pulsing
shaft. He works very slowly, as if time were standing still. His gloved contact
on my full ball sac and my ass cheeks with the gentle but forceful massage he
is providing has been for a long time dreamt of but never until now
experienced!
He powerfully
kneads the muscles of my ass and I can feel and smell his perspiration. Now and
then he raises up and kisses me fully on the mouth, his tongue expertly darting
in and out of my willing lips. While he is kissing me he is jacking my rock
hard cock with those exquisitely gloved thick ham fists.
Now he moves back
down to my waiting, pulsing cock. Off and on he has my ball sack in his mouth
licking, sucking and tonguing, and then back and forth between my engorged cock
and back to my balls. The most skillful man I have ever experienced is doing
this many times!
He is taking me on
such a passionate ride and I last much longer than I should be able to, but he
finally gets me there. I grab his powerful neck muscles and he knows I'm going
to cum.
This time I'm very
vocal, as I shout "Take my cum now, take it all!" He voraciously
sucks deeply on my cock as I shoot over and over down his throat. I'm in
Heaven...no pun intended.
He swallows, and
swallows and swallows. He's not willing to stop until he's sure he has gotten
every drop of my gift. He finally rises up and kisses me fully in the mouth,
and I can taste my own salty load. I think he wants to kiss me forever.
After quite a while
my beefy Priest moves back in his chair and exhales deeply. He smiles that
engaging smile again and with a gleam in his eye he says, "That was
wonderful. Thanks for letting me do that. You were so full, and you were
great!"
"I thought my
heart stopped you were so good, Father. You were beyond belief. Can I get you
off the same way?" I say.
He smiles again and
begins to open his belt and the clasp on his slacks. He rises up slightly and
lowers his pants and underwear down to his ankles, displaying massive
tree-trunk thighs and thick, bulky calves. His fully erect cock is purple,
pulsing and is standing almost straight up. And it's totally ready for action!
But this big fellow
has something else in mind. He smiles that mischievous smile again, tightens
his gloves on his beefy fists and says, "I shouldn't have to use my fists
to convince you, but I have a different opening in mind for my satisfaction.
With patience and a few tears you're going to love it.
Are you really
wanting to please me fully, my son?"
