Friday, January 31, 2014

Lester Gibbons on YouTube

Three new videos for your boot fetish pleasure.




Sunday, January 26, 2014

Lester Gibbons for Barnes and Noble Nook




All of my current stories are also available at Barnes and Noble, for those of you with Nook e-readers.  Click here to see them.  

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

DOORMAT - A Gay Erotic Short Story



Lester tries to reason with two big, burly construction workers who are renovating in his building on a quiet Sunday.  After a tense meeting, it becomes apparent that they don’t care for rules – and they don’t care for him.

He hatches a plan to befriend them, but when they turn on him, he learns that you can never be too sorry.


This 4,800 word erotic boot fetish story includes boot related violence, sexual language and profanity.

EXCERPT

Mario puts his fists up, and assumes a fighter stance. His tight white t-shirt gets even tighter, showing off all the lovely muscles in his broad back. Louie finishes his beer and throws the can off to the side. They square off and throw comical punches that miss. This gives me the perfect chance to check out their muscular bodies, no doubt built from endless hours of construction. Those biceps aren’t for show. Mario gets Louie in a headlock and they rumble around the bedroom. It’s like watching two giants fight. The downstairs neighbors must be pissed from the noise of these two big fuckers stumbling around, crashing into construction equipment, knocking tools over and stomping around the room.

I can see that the horseplay is getting a little out of hand so I try to sneak past them and put some space between us. Louie trips Mario, which causes him to lose his balance and stumble backward. In an instant, he crashes into me. We slam against the wall together, with me bracing his impact. My face and chest are pressed into his sweaty back for a few, hot seconds. His big work boot heel stomps onto my foot.


UP AGAINST THE WALL - A Gay Erotic Short Story



Last time Lester met 6’6” 279lb Sergeant Di Lorenzo, he was in his undercover clothes.  Now he’s in his full uniform and wearing a pair of heavy size 14EE Danner police boots that are made for stomping.  Tonight, he needs to blow off some steam.

When Lester finds himself in a deserted alley way with Di Lorenzo, he wonders if he’ll be able to handle the stomping he’s about to get.


This 4,400 word erotic boot fetish story includes mild violence, sexual language and profanity.

EXCERPT

He drops a boot onto my upper back. The wet heel is just touching the back of my neck. He brings the other boot up, forcing me to bend forward under his full weight. He turns around, leans on the wall and stands with his boots together on my upper back.

“Now, this is how you treat a prisoner.” I hear the flicking of a lighter. From this vantage point atop my back, he smokes his cigarette. This man knows how to dominate. He stands up on my back and bounces in place, using me as a springboard.

“Oh, yeah. This is what I needed tonight. This is gonna be fun.”

ROUGH TREADS - A Gay Erotic Short Story



Lester is forced to stay home and wait for the cable guy on a gorgeous Spring day.  When the door bell rings, he realizes that he didn’t know it was possible to be both scared and turned on at the same time.  Alex has looks, a rock hard body, charm, and most important of all, dirty logger boots on his big, wide feet. 

Alone with a powerful stranger, will Lester be able to control his insatiable boot fetish?  And what will happen if he can’t?


This 4,000 word erotic boot fetish short story includes mild violence, sexual language and profanity.

EXCERPT

As I continue to leer out the window, I notice that the cherry is actually at the bottom of this cake in the form of a pair of brown Red Wing logger boots. His jeans are partially tucked into them and I feel my mouth go dry. They’re scuffed and dirty with some grease stains on them, but the treads are meaty and thick. Perfection.

“Heaven help me.”

I watch him drag his ladder off the top of his truck and carry it down the block. His muscular arms flex and bulge, but he doesn’t look strained in the least. I feel a hard on begin to surface and if he sees that I might be in trouble. This man looks strong enough to snap my neck with one hand, although if I had to choose a way to die, that would be fine by me. My hard on gets worse.



WRONG PART OF TOWN - A Gay Erotic Short Story




After a boot fetish session doesn't go as planned, Lester tries to escape a bad neighborhood, only to get stopped by a couple of burly undercover cops who want to know what he’s doing in this part of town. 

When they threaten to arrest him, he has no choice but to reveal the truth – he’s got a fetish for men in boots.  What will these two undercover cops do with this information?

This 4,800 word erotic story includes gay themes, mild violence, sexual language and profanity.

EXCERPT

We were at a stoplight now. Di Lorenzo smirks. He crosses his leg to bring his ankle up to his knee. I see that he is wearing a pair of black Nike ACG Goadome boots. They look only about six months old, with just enough wear to look broken in and plenty of tread still on the soles. I can see the dirt in the creases and crevices. There’s a clump of dirt packed in part of the treads near the heel. He looks at the Rodriguez, then at me.

“You like these?”

A cliché lump in my throat surfaces as well as the bulge that I hope they won’t see. There is no way to act like those boots did not turn me on immediately, and especially as worn by a beefy, handsome cop. I want to jump out of the car, but then I realize that the door handles are missing. Now what?