Date: Thu, 27 Dec 2012 01:44:02 -0800 (PST)
From: John Brant <bigengineers@yahoo.com>
Subject: Boots on the Ground in Africa - Ch. 2 - Authoritarian/Interracial

The story so far: In search of the ultimate boot experience, I have bought
a two day "treatment" with a highly recommended boot master in Kenya. The
Captain's assistant, a six foot two, former Kenyan soldier named Bob
collected me from the airport and took me to the boot "spa".  At
mid-morning I began my first session and became acquainted with the
Captain's Wesco engineer boots.

Boots on the Ground in Africa – Chapter 2

It took me about twenty minutes to fully service the Captain's boots.  The
mixture of cum and boot polish was most intoxicating in my mouth.  During
the wait Bob went out and brought back a beer for the Captain and
himself. Bob took a seat on the other side of the Captain so I had a nice
view of him as I licked the Wesco engineer boots to a real nice shine. I
had not had a good look at him since he came to get me in my room. I now
realized that he was a well built African man of six foot two or three. He
looked very intimidating in his leather harness, cod piece, leather chaps
and high shine engineer boots. I wondered if I would get a chance to lick
Bob's boots. So far I had only felt them as he kicked me to get my
attention or discipline me.

When I could not taste any more fuck on the boots I looked over at Bob who
said: "I think he's done servicing your boots, sir. Is there anything else
you want him to service?" he added with a laugh.

"There certainly is!" came the quick reply.  "Push his head into my
crotch." And then addressing me he said: "Alright bootlicker, now I want
you to lick my leather crotch. See if you can find my cock and then I want
to feel your tongue all over my dick making it hard."

With that Bob jumped up and grabbed my head and pushed it up against the
Captains leather pants and right into his crotch.  I began licking
immediately.  As I licked around the top of the right leg I could not
detect any bulge, so I began licking on the left side of the crotch and
immediately found what I was looking for.  Fortunately the cock was already
somewhat hard, so it would not take too much licking for me to get a full
erection. As I licked I figured the Captain's dick must be about eight
inches long. As I pressed my tongue against the leather as hard as I could,
the Captain reached down and undid the heavy silver buckle of his two inch
wide leather garrison belt. He then unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, so
his heavy cock popped out.  "Lick my balls, boot bitch."  So, I turned my
attention to cleaning his two large testicles. After five minutes he gave
another order: "Alright suck my cock."

The Captain placed his hands behind my head and forced my mouth down on his
engorged cock. He then began to pump my head back and forth on his stiff
member.  I managed not to choke, but the way he slammed my head into his
crotch, I had all I could do not to.  After seven or eight minutes he
pulled my head off his dick and began stroking it with his hand. As he
rubbed he said: "Bob bring your chair over here and put your right boot up
on the chair.  When I cum, I want the fuck to land on your boots, so our
little boot faggot can make your high shine engineers even shinier."  He
hardly got the words out when I saw his body stiffen. Bob pushed me out of
the way and positioned his chair before the Captain, putting his boot up on
the chair in one swift movement.  Just then the Captain let out a groan and
a stream of fuck came out of his cock and landed right on the leg of Bob's
boot.  As he continued to jack himself, he aimed his cock so that fuck fell
evenly along the boot. When the right boot was fairly well covered, Bob put
his left boot up on the chair to catch the remainder of the flood.

When the last spurt had cum, the Captain said to me: "Get your lips up here
and clean up my cock."  So, I quickly began licking up the shaft of his
cock and then cleaning up the slit in his head to get all the jizz off of
his manhood.  Then he said: "Lick the seat of that chair where some fuck
missed Bob's boots."  I turned my attention to the chair and cleaned it
also.  Then he said: "Have a seat Bob, so our little bootblack can fully
service your boots."  I quickly crawled over to Bob's beautiful high shine
engineer boots and began licking the shaft of the right boot like a little
boy licks a sucker.  Once again the combination of fresh hot fuck and Kiwi
boot polish were like candy in my mouth.  My tongue slid over the shiny
engineer boot until I had licked up all the fuck and swallowed it. I then
turned my attention to the other boot and spent more than ten minutes
getting all the cum off of it.

While I was working on Bob's boots the Captain walked over to the wall and
picked up a couple of items.  Then he sat down in his big chair and watched
me service Bob's boots. Finally he said: "I think that's enough. Those
boots look pretty good to me.  Bob, we've got to put a couple of things on
this boy of ours.  I've got a rubber cock ring and a thick rubber ball
ring. Can you put them on him.  Then I want to kick this big butt plug into
his hole."  I cringed when I heard him say he wanted to kick the butt plug
into place.

Bob yanked me to my feet from where I had been working on his boots and
then sat down so his face was about even with the crotch of my black
leather shorts. He pulled down the shorts and took the rubber ball ring
that the Captain handed him. He was not very gentle as he shoved and pushed
my balls through the thick rubber ring. Then he forced my dick into the
cock ring.  As soon as he positioned the rubber ring my cock began to get
hard.  Then he ordered me to kneel down and put my forehead on the floor
and thrust my ass hole into the air while keeping my knees on the floor.
Next he took the long, thick butt plug and asked: "Should I put some lube
on it."

 The Captain said no. Whereupon I cried out: "Please sir! Please let him
use some lube. I have a very tight hole and without any lubrication, that
butt plug will tear my ass apart."  This caused both men to laugh.  This
frightened me, so I said again: "Please sir. I beg of you. Please let him
use some lube or else my hole won't be good for any fucking or anything
else you have in mind."

The pleas were heeded and Bob put a coating of oil on the plug. Next he
held the point next to my ass hole. With one knee on the floor and his
other boot planted next to it, he looked like a football player holding the
ball for a field goal kick.  The Captain took a few steps and positioned
himself behind my ass. He raised his boot and tapped the flat end of the
butt plug, then drew back his heavy Wesco engineer boot and let fly with a
light kick.  The toe of his boot connected with the butt plug and slammed
it into my hole. Although there was lube on it, the pain was still
intense. I let out a scream to which both men laughed. "Looks like I need
to have Bob work over your ass hole with a good fucking and loosen it up,
boy," the Captain said.

With that he sat down again and said: "Well, we're almost finished with
your first session. Bob and I need a rest. While we're resting you can work
on your first assignment. I want you to take off my engineer boots and take
them back to your room and then put several coats of Kiwi polish on
them. I'd like to see a nice spit-shine."  Turning to Bob he said: "Can you
get my 30 hold black Ranger boots off the boot rack?" Bob went to the back
of the room and brought back a beautiful pair of black boots with white
laces.  "OK, boy, take off these engineer boots and lace up my Rangers."

I quickly got up and turned away from the Captain and spread my legs. I
felt his boot pound into my crotch, so I was standing astride of the shaft
and the toe of the boot was pressing on my balls. I reached down and
grabbed his boot with both hands and was about to pull, when the Captain
raised his other foot and pushed hard on my butt, so that I pulled his boot
right off. We repeated the process for the other boot.  Then I knelt before
him and had the fun of lacing up his 30 hole Ranger boots.  Feeling the
leather and the laces made my cock begin to grow.

I then respectfully picked up the two 18 inch Wesco engineer boots while
Bob grabbed my arm and escorted me back to my room. Once in my room, he
showed me where there was a whole shelf of various boot polishes, brushes
and rags.  He then left the room and turned the key in the lock.  I grabbed
a can or Kiwi boot polish and a rag and sat down on my bed with the right
boot. As I came down on the butt plug, pain shot into my stomach. I quickly
got up and began polishing the boot while standing up.  I wondered how long
it would take my tender ass to get use to the butt plug.