E-Boots: 2 for 1 Subway Spotting

Here's a nice couple of blue collar guys on the subway, dirty pants and boots just taunting the shit out of me.

E-Boots - Nike ACG

Nike ACG boots are one of my favorites, so naturally I get extra excited when I find out someone has a pair.  This pic came to me in an email, but there's something wrong with it.  See if you can figure it out:

Yeah, that pink wall means this guy has kids, which means there's no way he's hosting.  Another one bites the dust.

E-Boots - Pro Timberland Boots on the Subway

Every now and then you get to see something interesting on the NYC Subway.  And sometimes you are in the perfect position to take a picture like this.  This guy was sitting directly across from me.  He was shirtless and sweaty, wearing Timberland Pro boots that were wonderfully filthy.

If we were alone, I'd have slipped him my number.

E-Boots - Pedal Pumping Work Boots

Fans of boots and pedal pumping will love this one.  I received this pic through a Craigslist ad, but oddly, the guy vanished, despite my very careful attempts to meet him.  Do these guys know how to tease or what?

SERVICE CALL 2 - An Erotic Sequel

A leak in the Lester’s basement forces him to call a plumber, prompting a return from Mike and Paul.

While they’re eager to get him under their boots, things quickly take a sadistic and messy turn down in the basement.

This 5,800 word erotic boot fetish story includes boot related violence, sexual language and profanity.

EXCERPT:

For a big man, Paul can really move, even while carrying the heavy toolbox. He makes quick and heavy well-placed stomps on my crotch, chest and head before jogging up the wood stairs that strain and creak loudly under the immense punishment.
I crawl up the stairs to find them in the living room getting comfortable on the couch.

“So, how’s pizza sound?”
“That’s good.”

After I place the order, I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror.

“I have to change my shirt. I can’t answer the door like this,” I say to my reflection.
Paul stands up. “Get on the floor. I’ll help you get out of it.”

He stands over me, holding his filthy boot over my face. He eases the big toe under the stretched t-shirt collar with the heel resting lightly on my cheek. He kicks, scraping my cheek and ripping the collar, but only slightly. He repeats, and it rips a little more. Finally, he kicks hard enough to tear the front of my shirt wide open. The momentum of the kick sends him forward, and his boot stomps down right into my crotch.

He steps over me and plops back down on the couch as I stand up. I feel a yank from behind and it’s Paul, grabbing what’s left of the shredded shirt and ripping it off of me. I turn around to see him using it as a rag to polish his boot while Mike grabs the remote and finds a baseball game.

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SERVICE CALL - An Erotic Short Story

A leak in the Lester’s basement forces him to call a plumber, prompting a return from Mike and Paul.

While they’re eager to get him under their boots, things quickly take a sadistic and messy turn down in the basement.

This 5,800 word erotic boot fetish story includes boot related violence, sexual language and profanity.

EXCERPT:

I lay at down at the living room doorway to see how I can make this work.  If my body is parallel to the opening, with my head and legs behind the wall, then only my vulnerable torso and ass will be displayed when they turn the corner.  What will happen when they see me laying there, blocking the only way in?  They’ll either step over me or onto me.  At the minimum, I know they’ll step on me, but will they seize the opportunity to make me their own personal doormat?

Satisfied with my little plan, I sit by the window and peek through the blinds until I spot them, walking down the block.  They both have that hot, confident swagger that makes blue collar men irresistible to me.

I throw myself on the floor and lay face down.  Or should I lie face up?  Shit, I might have just one shot at this and I want to make the best of it.  I decide that they’ve already stepped on my back, so I might as well continue in that position.

My heart pounds in my chest while waiting for that damn front door to open, but at last, I hear the wonderful sound of their heavy boots stomping down the short hallway.  Just as I realize that I never heard them use the flimsy welcome mat outside my house, they are upon me.

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New Story Coming Up!

It's been a long time since I put out a story, so I'm hoping this one will make up for it.  Here's a sneak peek at the cover art.

Lester's Top Ten Turn-Offs!

I've been using Craigslist for a number of years now, and I've had more than my share of disappointments whilst hunting for boot-related fun.

Usually it takes one response to turn me off while thanking my lucky stars for the anonymous nature of the internet.

So, without further ado, I present my:

Top Ten Turn Offs

10

"I don't have boots."

Get the fuck away from me.

9

"I weigh 135 lbs."

So does my cat.

8

"I have Ugg boots."

Are you sure you're a man?

7

"I don't know what kind they are."

Translation: You can't read AND you have no taste in boots.

6

"Meet me on the corner and I'll show you where I live."

Translation: Scary Fucking Neighborhood

5

"I don't have any boots, but you could buy me some."

NEXT!.

4

"I need money for my baby/baby mama, etc."

No, just no.

3

"I need money for weed."

Great, this tells me that even if we met, you'd be passed out in the corner soon after.  Pass.

2

"You're a man?  Oh, if you were a woman I'd do it."

I hate you so much right now.

1

"Give me your name, number and address."

Calm down, serial killer.

Bonus Turn Off
"I need you to sign a waiver."
Boy do you know how to have a good time!

E-Boots - Dusty

Tried to hook up with this guy for a session in the Bronx, but he vanished without a trace.  He did tell me he was on the d/l, so I guess he got cold feet.

Dirty Army Boots

Came across this picture while browsing for pictures of - what else - boots.  Enjoy in all it's hi-res glory.  Click to enlarge.