Instagram Biker

Hey guys! I’m Scott, 28 yo, about 5’9ft, with brown hair, green eyes and light skin. I’d say I keep a pretty good shape. I’m not a jock, more on the slim side, but still pretty fit. I’m kind of a nerd. My brothers, Hunter and Dave, are both over 6ft tall, larger built and handsome. They’re both 27 yo, in fact, they’re twins. They’re both construction workers. And then you have me, a little geek gamer who works as a graphic designer in a marketing agency. I’ve always been the black sheep of my family. Since I had no friends I spent a lot of time on my cellphone. I was scrolling through Instagram one night and stumbled on a cute biker posting funny videos and pics of him riding his motorbike. His nickname was Bunnycycles. He was 30 yo, only two years older than me and yet, he seemed much more accomplished than I did. He had a cute white bunny helmet, with ears on it. What caught my attention was his funny videos at first. But as I scrolled through his feed, I found some shirtless pics and videos of him flexing. Instant boner. The guy was actually super hot and muscular. Smooth tanned skin and tattoos on his arms. He even had a super sexy voice, deep and masculine. The guy was perfect. Cute, funny and hot. Plus he seemed like a great guy! I know some people will say he acted nice for the videos, but he seemed so genuinely nice. In most of his videos, he would try to make people laugh and smile. In some videos, he would do silly stuff to make kids laugh. I followed him on his socials and as the weeks went by, I got attached to him. I may sound like a creep, but I don’t really have friends, so that was almost my only outlet for socializing. I did talk with my coworkers and stuff, but we were not friends.

I was lonely and I envied him for the life he was living. Deep inside, I wished I could be his friend. One time I commented on one of his posts and he actually replied! It probably means nothing to everyone else, but I was stoked that a guy with over 500k followers took the time to reply. Just saying it makes me realize how stupid I can be. The guy most probably has better things to do than wasting time on me anyway. I mean, I’m not cool, I don’t have friends, I’m not wealthy, I’m basically nothing. So I just stopped liking and commenting on his posts. Given the amount of followers he had, he probably didn’t even realize it. I kept watching his posts, naively hoping one day I could meet him. I knew we were living in the same city, but he started posting stuff with a girl and I just guessed she was his girlfriend. Another bummer for stupid little me. It just seemed like my life was plain and meaningless compared to his. And I honestly didn’t know how to change it. I just got more and more depressed. Even though I knew I was fit, I still hated myself.

One day I was at the gas station filling my car when I heard a bike approaching. I didn’t pay attention to it since there are bikers everywhere. But after a second look, I recognized the helmet. The white bunny helmet. Then the white bike with red accents. It all added up. It was him! Gosh, I didn’t know what to do. I was scared to introduce myself and look like a creep groupie. He was wearing a sleeveless shirt and some tight jeans. His biceps were even bigger in person. He looked so sexy. I just went inside and paid my bill. When I walked back to my car, I decided I’d take my courage in hand and at least say hi. My mouth got dry as I got closer. “Errm Hi! N-nice bike!” I stuttered awkwardly. “Thanks, man!” He replied as he turned towards me. His visor was up and I saw his face. I realized I never saw his face before. He was so handsome. Hazel eyes, cute dimples, a beautiful smile and strong jawlines. Of course, he was perfect. “I love the helmet! I-I I actually follow you on uh, Instagram!” I added as I blushed, almost regretting it. Gosh, I sounded like such a desperate loser. “Really? That’s so cool! What’s your name buddy?” He asked as he put the gas cap back on. “I-I’m Scott… Scott Hanson…” I replied as my face turned somehow redder. “Nice to meet you, Scott! My name is Ethan by the way” He replied as he put out his hand.

I shook his hand as my heart raced. “So happy to meet you! When I feel down I watch your videos and it always makes me laugh” I replied a bit overexcited. “Won’t you shut up!” I told myself. “Thanks, buddy! I’m happy I can put a smile on your face! That's. why I do this…” He replied as he hopped on his bike. “Well, the world needs more people like you… have a good day!” I replied as he smiled. I swear I could’ve melted right there just admiring his smile. “That means a lot to me, thank you so much! Have a good day man!” He replied as he turned on the engine. I got in my car shaking. I really did it! I actually talked to him! I was stoked, but I also realized I had to go back to my boring life. I watched him leave as my eyes teared up. I wished I could’ve hopped with him and just gone for a ride and never come back. But I had to face the reality and accept the fact that I was just a fan to him. I know it’s ridiculous, but I cried on my way back home. When I got home I just went to bed, even though it was just 6 p.m., and cried myself to sleep. I woke up in the middle of the night, my eyes still puffy. I looked at my phone and saw a notification from Instagram. I unlocked my phone and opened the app. He had posted a video of him meeting a fan. Imagine my surprise when I saw it was me. The caption said: “Met this awesome guy today! Always stoked to meet you guys! Glad I could put a smile on his face!”

I jumped out of bed as I giggled with excitement. I didn’t even realize he had a GoPro on his helmet. I didn’t know if I should comment something. After a lot of hesitation, I simply commented: “So nice to meet you! It made my day!” I went back to sleep shortly after. The next day I checked my phone and saw that he had liked my comment and even replied. “Pleasure’s all mine buddy! Take care!” Simple, but enough to make me feel a bit better. Some people commented that I was cute and adorable. I wasn’t sure if it was because of my looks or if they said that out of pity, but it gave me a little boost of confidence. Enough to make me sign up on a dating app for gays. Kinda like Tinder, but for gays. I came up with a short description of myself and took a selfie for my profile pic. Once my profile was completed, I started swiping through the guys that came up. There were a lot of cute guys but matched with none of them. I did matched with some guys, but it never went further. Most times when I messaged a guy that I matched with, he never replied. I almost gave up, but then a guy actually replied. He was kinda cute. Not that fit, but he still had a nice body. One of his pics showed him shirtless wearing tight shorts. He had some belly fat, but he looked so sexy. He had a little something that turned me on. Plus he had a cute smile and beautiful blue eyes. His blond hair made them stand out even more. We started talking and after a few days, I found the courage to ask him out. He accepted and we agreed to meet at a local diner. I picked my sexiest shorts and a nice navy T-shirt.

I got there first and sat at a table. I was so nervous. I waved at him when he arrived. He looked even better in person. He had lost some weight and even seemed muscular. I was pleasantly surprised. We talked and had a good time. After dinner, we stayed and talked a little more until he started checking his phone. I felt like he was trying to figure out a way out of this date. He wasn’t paying attention to what I said and only replied with short evasive answers. At one point he stopped me mid-sentence: “Look, I’m really sorry, but I don’t think this is gonna work for me, to be honest, I’m getting bored and you’re not really my type, from your pics you seemed taller and…. more muscular… I’m really sorry…” He said as he stood up. “Oh uh… o-okay…. no.. no problem, bye…” I replied with a shaky voice as he put a 20 on the table and left. He could’ve stepped on my heart and crushed it, it would’ve been the same. The little amount of confidence I had gathered was gone. My eyes watered as I asked for the bill. I watched him get in his car and leave without even looking back. My mouth got dry and my heart turned cold. I paid and rushed to my car. I started crying as I turned on the engine. At this point, I just lost all hope of finding love. I just took off and headed back home as I sobbed.

I stopped at a red light and a bike stopped beside me. I turned and saw Bunnycycles just jamming to music on his bike, flapping his bunny ears. He turned and saw me. My windows were down and, I didn’t realize but my eyes were bloodshot and my cheeks were dripping with tears. He lifted his visor with a worried look. “Hey! Every alright buddy?” He asked as he turned down the volume. “Ye-yea… I’m fine…” I replied with a shaky voice as tried to contain my tears. “Doesn’t seem like it… pull over in that parking lot over there…” He replied as the light turned green. As much as I needed to talk to someone, I didn’t want him to think I was a loser. I followed him and parked beside him. He stopped his bike and took his helmet off. His short black hair was perfectly done in an undercut. “Hey… what’s wrong buddy? You want to talk about it?” He asked with a worried look as he leaned on my car He barely knew me and yet, he was worried for me. I thought that was really sweet. I just nodded no. I was too embarrassed to tell him. ”Well, do you want a ride? It always helps me when I’m down…” He offered as he looked at his bike. “I don’t have a helmet…” I replied wiping my tears. “Just follow me, I live a few blocks away… Come on I’m sure it’ll help…” He said with a cute smile. “O-okay… I guess it’s worth a try…” I replied as I cracked a smile.  I followed him to his place and waited outside. He came back with another bunny helmet. “There, if you’re riding with me this is mandatory” He said jokingly as I grabbed it. I giggled as I put it on.

“Is this your first time on a bike?” He asked we hopped on his bike. “Yes…” I replied as he turned on the engine. “Just relax and don’t hesitate to let me know if you’re scared or anything…” He said as we took off. At first, I was a bit uneasy, but after a few miles, I relaxed and got comfortable. At one point he said something but I couldn’t hear. He then gestured that I could hold onto him if I needed to. I was too shy to actually wrap my arms around him, so I just held onto his waist, trying not to be too touchy. After a few minutes, he pulled on my hands and made me wrap my arms around him. I instinctively pressed my chest on his back and held onto him tightly. It was nice to feel appreciated. Plus, I have to say I loved feeling his abs through his shirt and the warmth of his body. I started flapping my bunny ears with him playfully. A family pulled up beside us at a red light and took a pic of us. It was so gratifying to see the smiles on their faces. We waved them goodbye as the light turned green. We stopped shortly after to stretch a little. “So, how’s the ride so far? Feeling better?” He asked as he lifted his visor. “Yea! This is so much fun! It’s so cool to make people smile!” I replied as I shook my head flapping my bunny ears. “I told you! You’re getting the hang of it!” He said as he laughed. We got back on his bike and headed back to his place. I held onto him tightly, resting my head on his shoulder.

I could’ve kept going all night long, but I had to wake up early the next day. “Thanks for the ride… I’m feeling better already…” I said as I took the helmet off. “Pleasure’s all mine buddy!” He replied as he took his helmet off. “You think we could do that again some time?” I asked a bit shy. “Anytime buddy! Just message me!” He replied with a cute smile. “Cool! Ermm… See you soon then!” I said as I got in my car. He waved goodbye as I took off. On my way home I felt lighter, but I was still really hurt by the way my date ended. That guy made me feel so worthless and ugly. Sure Ethan made me smile, but that didn’t change the fact that no one wanted to date me. When I came home I played some Forza, trying to change my mind. But I couldn’t stop replaying my horrible date. Was I really boring? Was I attractive? My self-esteem really took a hard hit. Then I replayed that ride with Ethan. It made me smile a little. I thought at least one person enjoyed spending time with me. But he barely knew me, what if he got bored and ghosted me? As my mind raced, my phone buzzed. I had a notification he had posted something. It was a video montage of our ride from earlier. He had filmed it with his go-pro. The caption said “There he goes again! Should I make him my new sidekick?” He had tagged me in the video, and in a matter of minutes I had tons of new followers. People commented stuff like “OMG yes!” And “We need more of you two!” and also “That’s so wholesome! Please keep him!”. My heart filled with joy as comments like these kept flowing. Some people even dm’ed me and asked me to join him more often. Some said I was so cute and funny.

He texted me later that night. “You’re really blowing up! What do you say we go for another ride tomorrow after your job?” He asked. I replied that I would be thrilled and that I would join him at his place. The next day I left work early since I had done all my tasks and went straight to his place. I knocked and opened the door, wearing nothing but tight black boxers. That caught me off guard. “Hey buddy! Come in!” He said as I walked in. I couldn’t help but stare at his bulge. And his thighs… ugh they were muscular and smooth. He looked gorgeous. “Just let me put some clothes on and I’ll be ready” He said as we headed to his bedroom. His round cheeks bounced so beautifully with every step. He had sexy dimples on his lower back. He really was perfect all over. He came back wearing black joggers and a grey T-shirt. Casual, but still sexy. “Ready?” He asked as he put on his shoes. “Huh? Yea… I’m, I’m ready” I stuttered as I admired the way his shirt molded his muscles. I followed him to his bike and off we were. I was getting really comfortable around him and I didn’t hesitate to wrap my arms around him. At one point I let my hands wander on his abs and moved them up to his plump pecs. He didn’t push my hands off. My cock stiffened as I held onto his pecs and slightly squeezed them, pretending to hold myself.

After the ride, he didn’t mention anything. He invited me over for a drink. I accepted without hesitation. “I’m just curious, what happened to you the other day? Why were you so sad?” He asked as we sat on the couch with our beers. “Ohh ermm, well it’s actually embarrassing huh… I had a date with a… with a guy… Everything was okay, except he seemed a bit bored, then all of a sudden he told me I was boring and not as good-looking as I did in my pics and just left…” I said as my eyes teared up a little at the memory. “Are you serious? Wow… that's so harsh… what an asshole!” He replied as he got upset. “Well you know there are plenty of fish in the sea… don’t let that bring you down…” He added. “Yea well, he’s the only guy who replied to my messages… I guess I’m just too ugly or not worth it…” I replied as my voice cracked. “Hey don’t talk down to yourself like that… That guy is clearly a jerk… You’re not ugly… In fact, I think you’re pretty cute…” He said as he smiled. “Really? Then why does no one want to give me a chance?” I asked as a tear ran down my face. “I have no idea, you’re cute, you’re sweet and so far you’re a great guy!“ “Don’t cry, buddy… I know it can be though, you just gotta keep trying” He replied as wiped the tear off my cheek. “Thanks, it’s nice of you to say…” I said as I cracked a smile. “Why are you so kind to me? You barely know me and yet, here we are… ” I asked a bit confused. After all, I was just a total stranger just a few days ago. “Well you seemed like a nice guy and I guess you tickled my curiosity haha” He replied with a cute smile as he giggled. “Ok haha, I’m just not used to having someone interested in me in any way… I don’t really have friends so this is new to me” I said as I blushed. “Well, I’d be happy to be your friend Scott…” He replied as he put a hand on my thigh.

“I… I’d like that…” I replied as I smiled. “Wanna watch a movie or something?” He asked as he grabbed the remote. “Yea why not!” I replied as I took a sip of beer. We ended up watching two movies and before I realized it, it was 1 am. “I’d better go home and get some rest, thanks for the night, I really needed that“ I said as I put my shoes on. “You’re welcome to come back anytime man! Be careful on your way home!” He said as I walked out. From that moment on, we became good friends and started hanging out a few times a week. I joined him on his bike rides frequently and made some videos and pics with him as his sidekick. I was having a blast. He made me feel so special. No one ever made me feel this way before. After about two months, we became close friends and he introduced me to his other friends. I was surprised by how well I fit in with the group. There was Chandler, 29 yo, about 5,10ft, blond, green eyes. He was average-built but still cute. He had a girlfriend and two kids. There was also Steve, 31 yo, around 6ft tall, with dark brown hair, blue eyes and a ripped body. He was more of a real biker as you’d imagine. Tattoos all over his arms and chest and a thick beard. But don’t let his looks fool you. He was super sweet and very funny. It was unclear if he was straight or bi, but he seemed too manly to be gay that’s for sure. Last but not least there was Austin, 29 yo, more of a small guy at around 5,6ft, with light brown curly hair, hazel eyes and a slim muscular body. He was openly gay and had a boyfriend for 4 years already. I haven’t seen him yet, but his name was Andy.

We often went on bike rides together. Never a dull moment with these guys. Ethan and I hung out just the two of us quite often too. In fact, I think I liked hanging out alone with him better. I felt like I could tell him anything without being judged. I was so happy to introduce him to my family as my friend. My parents liked him instantly. He was so charming and funny. It was as if he could have a conversation about almost anything with them. He talked about sports and bikes with my brothers, then talked about his job in engineering with my dad. He could make my mom laugh which was her favorite thing. I looked at him and imagined how a wonderful boyfriend he could be. Even though I obviously had feelings for him, I didn’t want to push things and ruin everything. What if he was 100 % straight? I could scare him away. I was happy to be his friend and felt lucky he actually enjoyed spending time with me. To think just a few weeks before I was just a fan commenting on his posts. That was quite something for me. We all had dinner together and, as he talked with my dad, he glanced at me with his beautiful smile and winked. I felt butterflies in my stomach. He was everything I ever wanted. From that moment I knew I had to tell him at some point. Keeping my feelings secret was already killing me.

But I didn’t. The weeks kept going and soon it was almost time for him to store his bike for winter. The day before he was supposed to take it to the storage unit, he took me for a ride and to the restaurant. We talked and laughed. We were having a wonderful time. He seemed to be getting a bit touchier. He kept putting his hand on mine asking more personal questions. He often stared into my eyes smiling. “Want to come to my place and watch a movie?” He asked as he paid the bill. I accepted as I got a bit nervous. On our way to his place, I held him by the waist and he placed my hands right on his pecs. Even though I did it before, the fact that he made the move made my cock twitch. I tried bit get any wrong ideas from this, but I couldn’t help hoping it would lead somewhere. Once we got to his place he took his shoes and shirt off. “Mind if I shower real quick?” He said as he headed to the bathroom. “Go ahead, I promise I’ll stay put” I replied jokingly. He laughed as he closed the door. His shirt was still on the floor by the couch. I couldn’t resist, I grabbed it and took a deep breath. He smelled so good it was exhilarating. My cock stiffened as I pictured him showering. I quickly put it back and sat on the couch.  When he came out he was still naked, only covered by his towel. He caught me staring and smiled. He went into his room, then joined me on the couch still shirtless, his hair still a bit wet. “Hope you don’t mind if I make myself comfortable?” He asked as he sat. “It’s your apartment, do as you like” I replied as I checked him out. My heart was racing. He looked so sexy in those short black running shorts.

He put on some action movie and went to the kitchen. He came back with some snacks and beers. We did small talk as we watched the movie. At one point I got sleepy and slowly fell asleep. I woke up with my head resting on Ethan’s lap. He was playing with my hair as he was watching another movie. My cheek was pressed onto his skin and my hand rested by his knee. “Sorry… I fell asleep…” I said as I straightened up. “It’s cool… you can stay there if you like… I kinda like cuddling” He replied as he smiled. I blushed a little as I rested my head back on his lap. He resumed running his fingers through my hair. At first, I was a bit shy, but I relaxed and just enjoyed the moment. At some point, I looked up at him and he looked down at me. We both smiled and stared into each other’s eyes for a few seconds. Then I looked down at his crotch and noticed a bump. I could see the outlines of his shaft. My cock twitched at the view. I tried to act as if nothing, but knowing he was getting hard got me all worked up. I started caressing his thighs and gradually moved closer to his crotch. He slightly spread his legs, giving me better access. I looked up at him as my finger slid inside the leg of his shorts.

He just smiled and nodded yes. I reached in as my heart pounded in my chest and finally touched his cock. He was hard as rock. That thing seemed so big. He let out a faint moan as I squeezed it. I pulled down his shorts and he lifted his hips so I could pull them off completely. I held his cock at the base, holding it straight up. “Wow… you got a really nice cock…” I said as I salivated. “Yea you like it? You can taste it…” He replied as his cock twitched. “Re… really? You… you’d let me suck it?” I asked nervously. “Yea why not? Honestly, I was hoping you would make a move when I brought you here tonight…” He replied as he giggled. “For real? I’ve been hoping for the same thing… actually, I’ve always had a crush on you…” I replied as I blushed. “Well now’s the time… go ahead, show me what your mouth can do…” He said as he rubbed my lips with his thumb. I softly kissed his shaft from the base to the top and made out with his plump purplish head. “Ooohhh man… you’re good at this…” He said as I twirled my tongue around the head. “I can’t believe this is finally happening…” I said before engulfing his cock in my mouth. “Uuughhhh mmfff there you go….” He said with a soft voice as I went down his shaft. I gagged a little since it had been a while since I had a cock in my mouth. I paused before going all the way down, nestling my nose on his balls.

I took a deep breath through my nose, taking all his blissful scent in. I started bobbing my head up and down, sliding my lips along his shaft. That thing must’ve been at least 8,5 inches. It had a slight upward curve and was just enough girthy to fill my mouth. “Ooohhh that feels so good Scott…” He said as I slurped him down. His musky scent mixed with the sweet and saltiness of his cock was driving me wild. I sucked him for a few minutes before he pulled me up and put a hand on the back of my neck. We both giggled as we leaned in. Our lips touched, sending shivers across my body. I felt such a rush. His lips were so soft and pulpous. He tasted like beer and toothpaste. He parted my lips and pushed his tongue into my mouth. He slipped his hands underneath my shirt and caressed my fairly slim torso. He lifted it over my head and tossed it on the floor. “You’re gorgeous… and your skin is so smooth… Let’s get you out of these…” He said as he grabbed my waistband. I pulled down my shorts revealing my black jockstrap. “Love the jockstrap… Stand up for me… let me have a look” He said as I giggled. “Fuck man… you’re so tiny… and that ass… so round and juicy… mmmm so sexy” He said as he grabbed my asscheeks.

He then spread them apart and massaged them. “Oohhh Scott… that hole looks so tight… it’s so pink and so smooth…” He added as he rubbed his thumb over it. Suddenly I felt something warm and wet on my hole. I looked back and saw him, his face stuffed between my cheeks as he munched on my hole. I moaned as he reached around with his free hand and reached inside my jock to grab my cock. “Man that ass is so tasty… I hope you’re ready, ‘cause him gonna have a lot of fun with that…”