Special Training By Hibooted

The day had gone by amazingly fast and now Dan was in the station tack
room polishing his saddle and reflecting on his first day of rookie
duty. Luck was with him - he had drawn park patrol duty that allowed him
to enjoy his love of riding and to wear the tight sexy gear associated
with it. With what seemed an even greater stroke of luck Dan was
assigned to Sergeant Mark Anderson's patrol with Mark as his training
officer. Mark had been his mentor since their first meeting at the Youth
Equestrian program and had even sponsored him for the Academy, knowing
fully that Dan was gay.

Dan's uniform was new and perfectly tailored. The breeches were dark
blue - almost black lycra blend with light blue stripes down the legs,
they seemed to form perfectly to his long slim legs above the high
shafts of the gleaming custom made black riding boots encasing his feet
and lower legs to the knees. Emulating Mark, Dan wore nothing under his
breeches and felt the lycra pressing against his tight buns and forming
over his partially erect cock. The smell of leather in the tack room was
strong and was exciting Dan, his cock was growing harder by the second
and pressing into the tight lycra of the breeches. His uniform shirt was
tailored skintight, cut short and held inside the waist of his breeches
with Velcro tabs, its sleeves ended at a pair of short, ultra-tight,
tissue thin black leather gloves. Ever since meeting Mark Dan had been
turned on by the uniforms worn by the park patrol and now he was wearing
one.

Dan began to pant softly as he held a soft cloth in his gloved hand and
worked leather dressing into his saddle. No longer able to ignore the
demands of his growing cock Dan dropped the cloth onto the saddle and
slipped a gloved hand between his wide spread booted legs. Dan's
erection throbbed at the touch of his tightly gloved fingers through the
lycra of his breeches. Dan began to rub myself. First with just his
fingers, then with a gloved hand, finally his other gloved hand dropped
and he began to rub and squeeze his nuts as well as his rigid shaft. The
soft panting turned to moans and Dan began to work his crotch back and
fourth - humping against his leathered hands fantasizing that he was
pushing his rigid cock against the bulging crotch of Mark's tight riding
breeches.

The click of the latch of the tack room door jolted Dan from his
masturbatory fantasy. He quickly picked up the cloth and resumed
polishing his saddle. The door creaked and then the latch clicked,
solidly this time as the dead bolt rammed into place. The click of metal
plated boot heels echoed through the tack room growing louder as they
approached Dan. The boot steps stopped a few feet behind Dan. "Well,
young hero did you bust any bad guys today?" It was Mark!

"No--only chased a couple of kids out of the duck pond. Not real
exciting." The boot heels again clicked and now Mark was directly behind
Dan. "I guess we need to find something else to do for excitement around
here!"

A gloved hand slipped onto Dan's tight round ass. "Maybe a little hands
on personal training!" A second hand now gripped Dan's buns. He couldn't
believe what was happening. Mark was coming on to him!

Dan responded, "Sounds real good to me I can always use extra training."
He felt the hands slide up to his hips and draw him backwards until
Mark's erect cock was bushing between his lycra clad buns.

"Why don't we start with teaching you how to use that tight ass to make
your training officer very happy!"

Dan moaned in approval, pushing himself against Mark--he had wanted this
from the first instant he had laid eyes on Mark and now it was
happening. Mark's lips touched Dan's neck kissing him softly while
tightly gloved hands slipped around onto the stiff rod inside his tight
breeches and began to fondle and rub it. "Yes! Oh Yeahhhh!" Dan began to
writhe and squirm against the hands caressing his hardness and tear at
the buttons of his shirt.

Mark's lips moved onto the side of Dan's neck and then his tongue began
to flick along Dan's jaw line. Dan could hear Mark's gasps - he was as
turned on as Dan! Turning his head Dan pressed his open mouth against
Mark's. Lips and tongues touched, probing and tasting each other. Mark
urged Dan to turn and face him with pressure against his hips. Now
facing each other they kissed again, this time writhing and thrusting
their bulging lycra clad crotches together.

Mark stepped back slightly and grasped Dan's gloved hand in his, drawing
it down and onto the precum wet outline of his swollen manhood. Dan
began to stroke Mark through the thin lycra--rubbing his leather encased
hands over the slick wetness of Mark's excitement. Mark bent and began
to kiss and lick Dan's throat, then continued moving down onto his pecs
sucking and licking Dan's excited nipples. Dan was groaning almost out
of control and Mark dropped lower until his mouth found Dan's navel and
then his hard, smooth belly just above his breeches.

"Do you want more?" Mark gasped, placing his gloved hand on Dan's zipper
and tugging it down. "Do you want me to suck your cock?"

"Yes! Oh Fuck! Yes!" Dan grasped Mark's head and drew it forward, "Eat
my fucking cock!" Mark's mouth slid onto the swollen head of Dan's rigid
member and he tasted thick salty precum as he began to suck.

Reaching to his own crotch Mark opened the zipper of his breeches
letting his stiff cock stand free of its lycra encumbrance. The glossy
black leather of Dan's boot shafts were inches from the drooling
cockhead. Mark grasped his hard cock and guided it onto a boot. The
lustrous leather felt cool and smooth on the slick sensitive skin of
Mark's precum oozing glans and instantly became glazed and wet. Mark
humped against Dan's gleaming boot rubbing his hardness over the leather
while he reached up to Dan's waist and tugged at his breeches.

The Velcro tabs holding Dan's shirt and breeches together made a ripping
sound as the two garments separated. Still sucking and licking Dan's
cock Mark pulled the tight, stretchy, calf length breeches down to Dan's
boot tops then tugged them out of the boots. At the same instant he
released Dan's cock and rose - grasping Dan's booted ankles in his
gloved hands and causing him to fall back to a semi-reclining position,
sideways, on his saddle with his back against the wall and his legs
sticking out. A quick tug and Dan's breeches were off and lying in a
heap on the floor.

"Raise your legs." Mark commanded. "Get those boot heels up here on my
shoulders." Dan raised his legs and Mark grasped his boots guiding them
up and onto his shoulders. Realizing that Mark was beginning to lick his
boots Dan reached to his cock and began to jack himself. He loved the
feeling of Mark's slick tongue sliding over the gleaming leather
encasing his legs and feet. Mark pushed down his breeches then pulled
them from his boot tops and stepped out of them. Now naked except for
his high boots, tight gauntlet length gloves and the wide leather
utility belt riding his hips Mark began to stroke his own rigid cock,
feeling its slickness through the thin leather of his tight gloves.

Mark began moving forward causing Dan's legs to rise higher as he licked
the heels and backs of his boots. The pressure on Dan's legs caused his
ass to thrust forward toward Mark's hard cock and he knew that soon he
would be filled with the hot throbbing prod being stroked to maximum
rigidity by Mark's gloved hand. Dan reached to the side and grasped the
saddle, steadying himself for Mark's thrust. One final step forward and
Mark's rod was at Dan's hole. "Yes!" Dan cried out, "Mount me! Fill me!"

Mark thrust his groin forward and the head of his cock penetrated Dan's
hole. Dan gasped, there was an instant of pain and then the feeling of
fullness as Mark pushed his slick swollen manhood into Dan's depths.
Mark felt a crushing tightness on his cock as his protégé clamped his
sphincter onto the intrusion and began to rotate his hips. Matching
Dan's rotation with his own thrusts, Mark worked himself deeper into the
younger cop's tight round ass. Dan's leather clad hands reached up to
Mark’s shoulders and drew him downward until their mouths were together.
They kissed, writhing in unison, letting their tongues dance and their
leathered hands move over each other’s taught smooth bodies.

"Oh yeah! Ride me! Ride me! Ride my hot butt!" Dan was groaning in near
climax as the pressure of Mark's hardness against his prostate made his
cock jerk and drool precum. Mark was also approaching orgasm, his ass
tightened, his nuts drew up and his panting gasps increased in
intensity.

Suddenly Mark drew back from Dan and stood with his booted legs spread
wide apart. His cock was twitching and dancing obviously at the edge of
ejaculation. Dan slid forward off of the saddle and stood facing Mark.
He was gasping and, like Mark, the erect cock between his booted legs
was throbbing with approaching climax. Their smooth bodies came
together; booted legs entwined, groins thrusting, leather-clad hands
feverishly moving over smooth, tensioned bodies. Hot wetness surged from
Dan's stiff cock drenching Mark's crotch. Mark cried out unintelligibly
and streams of jism spewed from his orgasmic jerking prod onto Dan's
balls and then began to trickle down his soft inner thighs.

Both stood writhing, yielding to the complete ecstasy of their climax,
letting their release spew over each other, smearing each other with
their steaming orgasmic juices. Then as the discharge began to stop Mark
gasped ‘clean me!’ and pushed Dan downward. Dan yielded and dropped to
his knees with his mouth at Mark's jism spattered crotch.

Gloved hands grasped Dan's head and drew him forward; his tongue flicked
out and onto Mark's smooth nuts lapping up the smeared juices of their
climax. The salty/bitter taste of cum and sweat filled Dan's mouth and
he licked eagerly as Mark guided him over every jizz-drenched crevice of
his crotch. By the time Mark indicated to Dan that he should lay back
his lips and face were glazed with cum. Dan dropped back onto his back
followed by Mark. Mark's open mouth touched Dan's lower lip and sucked
the smooth, soft, cum slick skin then his tongue traced the outline of
Dan's lips--probing into Dan's mouth tasking their ecstasy.

Both lay panting for a while then Mark managed to gasp, "You learn fast,
but I really think that more training is in order."

Dan responded, "I really think that we need to take the training to a
higher level!"

"Yeah." Mark agreed, "A bit of off duty evening tutoring is really going
to be necessary."

They looked at each other and smiled.