Road to Re-Awakening

Getting Outed

We had gotten back to the room late and Warren was passed out on one bed.  Thankfully he left enough room for me on the other side so Greg and Trevor could use the second bed.  I changed into my sleeping shorts and was sound asleep in minutes.  I woke to the sound of the toilet flushing and cracked my eyes open to see who it was.  Warren was standing at the foot of the other bed with a very shocked look on his face.

"Oh... my... god" he said making me lean up to see what had shocked him.  Trevor and Greg were spooned together with Trevor's arm over Greg.   I smiled, but hoped that Warren wouldn't have a problem with what he saw.  I sat up on the bed and Warren looked at me.

"You OK?" I whispered.  It was loud enough to wake Greg and he flailed around to pull away from his boyfriend and that woke Trevor.

"Shit!" was the first word out of Trevor's mouth.  The tension in the air was high, but I think I was the only one that noticed Warren's bulge was growing.  None of the other three could speak so I figured I should break the silence so we all could talk about the situation.

"Uh, Warren.  I asked... Are you OK?" I said in a normal, calm tone.

He breathed deep before saying "Yeah, I am.  Just surprised.  Trevor, who is this guy?"

"This is Greg.  He's... uh... my... boyfriend" Trevor said.  Eyes darted around and Greg looked just as panicked as Trevor did.  That lasted a few seconds until a smile spread across Warren's face.  

"I guess I shouldn't be surprised.  It kind of runs in the family.  Nice to meet you Greg.  This isn't the way I expected to start my morning.  Sorry to wake you guys so rudely" Warren said.  Everyone exhaled and the room was silent for a minute.

"Sorry for you to find out this way" Trevor said apologetically.

Warren chuckled and replied "I'm just happy that he's your boyfriend and not some guy you picked up in the bar last night.  Let's get cleaned up and go down for breakfast."  I was the first to shower, followed by Warren.  I saw Trevor and Greg wrestle to take their shower next and figured that neither wanted to be alone in the room with Warren.  

"Shower together.  I hope it's not the first time" I said and pushed both of them into the bathroom.  I looked back and saw Warren laughing quietly.  "I hope you really are OK with it.  They are who they are and probably need as much support as you can give them right now" I told Warren.  He nodded back at me with the smile still on his face.

There wasn't much talking at breakfast downstairs in the motel.  We had a table away from the few other people that were there.  Finally, when Warren finished his waffle he said "You're still on the hook to tell your parents.  You get to choose who you tell and when.  I'll probably tell Emily, but only if she won't say anything."  Trevor's eyes got big but he nodded back.  "And Trevor, don't worry about it.  They WILL understand and still love you.  Trust me" he said a few seconds later.

We all finished breakfast and were sipping on coffee or juice when Trevor asked "What did you mean about it running in the family?"

All eyes turned to Warren.  "Well, you're not the only one in the family that is gay. Or even bisexual.  The world is a different place than when I was your age.  Sometimes we have to hide who we are to succeed or survive.  But, if you can, be who you are in public and don't get stuck living a double life.  OK?" he replied.  I wasn't sure if Trevor or Greg realized that Warren had just outed himself to them, but it was nice to find out something new about someone you thought you knew.

"Now, let's go take a look at your slightly used bike and I can give you the paperwork" Warren said after his last sip of coffee.  With all of the stress hanging over the morning so far, it was  gone as soon as Trevor and Greg started circling around the bike.  

"Wow, no chicken strips" Greg said, looking over at me after checking out the tires.  I'm sure he didn't think an old guy like me would lean and carve like I did on the trip down.  I went to the room and got the keys and when I came back Trevor and Greg were talking quietly as Warren was slipping the paperwork in an envelope.

"Uh...  I was hoping we could go for a ride today.  But... we only have three bikes" Trevor said nervously.  I glanced over at Warren and before I could let Warren take the third bike he said "I'll stay back here.  I think you three have a similar riding style and I'd just slow you down."  I didn't protest and hoped he was right.

Warren gave Trevor and Greg a ride back to their apartment and I really wanted to listen to the conversation.  Instead, I followed along on the Suzuki.  We pulled into the apartment building and stopped by a motorcycle parking area.  There was a wide variety of bikes and scooters parked there which was nice to see.  Greg and Trevor pulled the covers off their bikes and ran inside to get their gear.  I parked and hopped off, wandering over to check out their bikes.  

Trevor's motorcycle was tiny and a quick glance at the label on the frame told me it was several years older than him.  I was glad I wasn't going to have to ride it back home since it really was only something for around town, in my opinion.  It was also very well used and had accumulated over eighty thousand miles during it's long lifetime.  I hoped the dings and scratches were from previous owners but it had new tires and the chain looked good.  

The other bike surprised me.  Greg had a naked Triumph that was much newer.  It looked like it had a rough life too, but like Trevor's the tires were pretty new.  Unlike Trevor's, what tire wear there was covered almost all of the usable part, so I knew he rode it leaned over at least a few times.  When they came back out, both were fully dressed for some riding.  I felt under dressed with just some riding jeans that had reinforcements in the knees and hips, unlike the armored leather riding pants they had.  I had to admit they looked pretty sexy.  I think I heard Warren say "Holy shit" when he saw them.

We zipped up our jackets and I told Warren "We'll be back by dinner" as we mounted our bikes.  Seconds later we were gone with Greg in the lead.  It took a while to get out of town with the Saturday traffic but soon we were on some nice two lane roads.  With no more traffic, Greg began to go faster.  I could see Trevor wringing every bit of power the thirty year old 250cc engine could muster.  He was holding me up, but I wanted to see how he rode before I left him trailing the bigger bikes.

What I could see of Greg's riding was good.  He was smooth and safe, but fast.  He reminded me of myself in my younger days.  Trevor was pretty good too, getting the most out of the elderly bike.  It looked like Greg had taken this route many times and knew where to go fast and where to slow the pace back down.  Each time he'd back off, Trevor took advantage and caught back up to him.  It was fun and it didn't take me long to realize they were both good riders that I didn't have to worry about them doing something stupid.

Greg turned at one light and we rode about a mile into a small town, pulling into a gas station/convenience store.   There were several other bikes there, some were cruisers, some sport bikes and a few standard bikes.  One guy even had a scooter.  We parked and before we had our helmets off a few guys were coming over.  Both Trevor and Greg got hugs and the guys looked me over.  I'm sure one even licked his lips.  "Who's your daddy, Greg?" one guy asked.

"He's a friend of my uncle's who brought my new bike down to me" Trevor quickly replied.  I saw a disappointed look in the guy's face and Trevor must have too, since he then added "He's family, though... and a lot of fun."  I rolled my eyes hoping he didn't say anything about the night before.  The 'family' comment made me take another look around and I saw a little rainbow colored patch on each of their jackets with a stick figure motorcycle in the center.     

Greg turned to me and said "Welcome to the Saturday morning queer biker meetup" before giving me a wink.

I gave a chuckle and replied "Thanks.  I should look for a group like this back home once I get my old Ducati running."  Both Trevor and Greg gave me an envious look.  There was a group of twenty or more people and we wandered around talking with most everyone for a minute or two before moving on to the next clump.  It was a nice mixture, mostly guys but a few of lesbians were present to mix it up.  

We'd been there almost an hour when Greg said "Time to go ride.  Some of them will just stand and socialize all day, but I'd rather be on the road."  As we walked back to the bike I asked Trevor "Want to swap so you can ride your new bike?"

"Really?  You won't mind riding the baby Nighthawk?" he asked.

"It's yours.  You get to ride what you want.  Just be careful.  It's a lot more than you're used to.  More power, more weight and higher too" I replied.

He nodded and I gave him the key.  Greg had a big smile on his face.  I figured he was just as excited as Trevor was, since his boyfriend would finally have a bike that was from the same century as his.   We geared up and were off.  A few others followed us and our group of three was now seven.  I felt sorry for the four behind me, but I wanted to make sure that I kept as close as possible to Trevor and Greg so I didn't get lost.

It was a shock to ride the little bike.  While the Suzuki didn't have as much power as most other bike's I'd ridden, this was almost absurd.  I had never ridden a motorcycle where I spent most of the time with the throttle wide open.  I could barely keep up with Trevor and I could see he was being extra careful with his new bike.   Four bikes were behind me and right on my tail but no one tried to pass me.  The roads were curvy and fun and thankfully there were no big hills to climb.  

After another hour or so, Greg slowed us down and took a turn down a gravel road.  The four behind us beeped their horns and continued down the highway leaving just the three of us.  The packed gravel road wound through the forest until we got to a clearing with a shed, picnic table and a fire pit.  Greg stopped and we parked behind him.

"How did you like it?  Slow enough for you?" Trevor asked as soon as his helmet was off.

I laughed.  "It's been a long time since I rode something this slow and sloppy.  The suspension really needs some work.  The bigger question is how do you like the new one?" I asked.

"Oh my fucking god.  It's a million times better, but you're right... it's going to take some time getting used to it" Trevor said.

"So why did we stop here?  I saw the 'No Trespassing' signs.  Are we gonna get shot at out here?" I asked.

"Nah, one of the guys in the group owns this place and lets us use it if we want.   They're having a party out here later, but I wanted a secluded place to have some fun first.  Trevor said you're a damn good top and I missed out last night" Greg replied with a wicked grin.  

I chuckled but looked around to see just how much privacy we'd have.  Most of the area was surrounded by a thick covering of pines so it seemed to be safe.  After laying my jacket on the little bike, I moved toward the picnic table and had the other two following me.  I turned and leaned against the end of the table as they came in close.  We all had sweated in our jackets since the sun had come out and the temperature had risen.  They had pulled their jackets off too, so we were all wearing pants and damp tees.  The scents from our bodies smelled pretty good but it wasn't just the smell that drew us close.  Like the night before, we started with a three way kiss. 

Greg started rubbing over my chest and Trevor was taking care of things lower while continuing to kiss.  His hand cupped my crotch and gave a firm squeeze helping my cock stiffen inside my riding jeans.  They pulled my tee up under my pits, revealing my chest and stomach.  Greg's hands pressed into my chest over the hair yet his fingers gently flicked over my nipples.  Once again, Trevor unbuckled my belt and opened my jeans to free the hard shaft.  He left the kiss, leaving just Greg's lips on mine and moved down my body.  His tongue found my right nip while Greg's hand concentrated on my left side.

If they were trying to make this a quickie out in the woods they were doing a poor job.  It was taking longer than our time in the lounge area the night before and I was the only one partially dressed.  A few minutes later Greg tugged my shirt over my head causing us to break our kiss.  Instead of rekindling the kiss, he moved down so that both Trevor and Greg were crouched over gently sucking and flicking their tongues over both of my nipples.  It only made my cock harder and then it began to drool precum out of the tip.  

The new position allowed me a different view and with both bent over, my hands rubbed down their backs until I could reach in and slide my hand in the back of their leather riding pants.  Both were moist with sweat and I found that they were wearing jockstraps that left their cracks open.  Moans came out of both mouths as I slid my forefinger along the crevice for a few minutes.  Up to that point, I gave both of the guys equal treatment but Greg wanted me to fuck him like I did Trevor in the club.  I don't like to get into a rut doing the same things over and over and tried to think of how to change it up.

When Greg arched his back, my finger circled around his hole while I slid my other hand up Trevor's back.  He looked up at me trying to figure out my intention.  A few gestures got it across and the grin on Trevor's face told me he liked it.  He let go of me and moved behind his boyfriend.  It took a few tries but he had Greg's pants unbuttoned before he gave a couple tugs to lower them down on to his thighs.  Greg gasped the moment Trevor's tongue started to lap along the crack.  I held his shoulders and slid out of the way, allowing Greg to brace on the end of the picnic table.

Trevor buried his face in Greg's sweaty ass, pulling his leather pants down a bit further to get better access.  I stood to the side and stroked my cock to keep it hard but it didn't take much since the two guys looked so hot.  It was obvious that Trevor knew several things to get Greg even more aroused and I watched as he drove his boyfriend into a frenzy.  Suddenly he stopped, motioned for me to move closer and then devoured my cock.   For the next several minutes, he moved back and forth between Greg and I, sucking me and rimming Greg.

Once he was satisfied that both of us were ready, Trevor moved away and stood up before giving me a toothy grin.  He didn't need to say anything and I moved in.   My cock slid into the slick hole with just a little bit of effort.   The deep guttural moan told me that Greg was enjoying the penetration.  I only pushed half way in before waiting a moment to let him get used to my cock.  Pulling back slightly, I began to rock my hips getting deeper with each stroke.  

My thrusts were varied but I soon got into a nice pattern.  Greg was no stranger to taking dick and I briefly wondered whether both were bottoms or versatile.  It was then that I looked over and Trevor was still fully dressed, wearing a tight tee and his leather riding pants that showed a firm body that I'd only seen from behind in dim light the night before.  Greg was now in the place Trevor was the night before and the light was not dim.  His body was similar to Trevor's but with much less ink.  All I could see was a Celtic knot tattoo between his shoulders.  It reminded me of Corey's sunburst tattoo but Greg's body was more athletic.

Trevor was rubbing over his bulge as he watched me drill his boyfriend and it was good to see that both of them liked to watch each other get fucked by someone else.  Maybe since I wasn't local they knew that I wasn't a threat to their relationship or maybe they didn't care and I was just another third to join them.  I continued for a while, much longer than our extended foreplay session.  Greg would stand there bent over letting me drill him for a while and then start to push back as I thrust in.  He was a good bottom that wanted to be a part of it.  

I was getting close so I started to plan on how to finish.  Two ideas raced through my mind and I decided on one.  My hands grabbed on to Greg's shoulders as my pace slowed down.  Each thrust was firm, since Greg liked me doing that to Trevor the night before.  I turned my head and saw a grin on Trevor's face and told him "You're next" before I planted my cock in deep and felt the pulses ring out.  

While the ropes of cum filled Greg's chute, Trevor was peeling his pants down, revealing a very full pouch in his jockstrap.  I gave another a shove and felt the last few spurts shoot out.  My breathing was heavy and Greg moaned out "Oh god that felt good."   I smiled and saw Trevor moving toward me.  My cock slowly pulled free with Greg clamping down on my shaft to milk any remaining cum out and hold everything inside.  Trevor's cock was now pointing out the side of the pouch and he moved quickly when I backed away.

Less than a second later, he was fully planted inside Greg.  A sultry moan came out of Trevor's mouth as I stepped back to watch.  He gave a short grind against Greg's butt before he began to plow in and out.  The action was smooth and I knew that he had topped his boyfriend many times.  Trevor didn't last very long and after five or six minutes his strokes got harder until he drove in deep and then emptied his balls into his boyfriend's sloppy ass.

Trevor stayed planted and then told me "Can you grab the plug out of his backpack?"  I chuckled and rummaged through the jeans and tees in the pack until I found a silicone plug.  I brought it over and Trevor slid it in as soon as he pulled out.  I found my clothes and started to get dressed while Greg and Trevor pulled their sweaty leather pants up.

"Thanks, that was even hotter than I thought it would be.  I didn't expect Trevor to join in like that" Greg told me.  

Trevor slapped him on the butt and told him "You're one horny fuck."

"I doubt I'll be the only one bent over that table today" Greg said with a chuckle as we made our way back to the bikes.  He was walking a little funny with the plug in his ass and I wondered how it would feel as he rode down the road.  "Uh... Ben.  Do you want to try my bike?" Greg asked.

"I'd love to... but are you sure?" I asked.  He nodded and then I saw Trevor point at the Suzuki.  Once again, he was on his old bike for probably the last long ride.  Greg started out slowly as he got used to the Suzuki but then wicked up the pace on the next leg.  He was much faster than earlier and I'm sure there wasn't going to be much left of the peg feelers by the end of the day based on how he was leaning into the curves.  The roads were winding and smooth which made it even better.  Trevor was trying to keep up but the little Honda just couldn't do it.  It was nice to see how good he was at trying, though, and I knew it wouldn't take him long to be a great rider on a better bike.  We made it another hour before Greg pulled into a gas station to fill up.

Trevor was only a few minutes behind us but I could tell he'd gotten a workout.  With the bikes filled up, we swapped again and I took the Honda.  The next part gave me a workout too.  I wasn't sure if Greg was purposely trying to leave me behind but they were waiting at each intersection for me to catch up.  Eventually we got back into town and rode over to the motel.

We parked in a spot next to my SUV and turned off the bikes.   My helmet was barely off when I looked up and saw a guy running out of our room with his shirt half on and carrying a pair of shoes.  Trevor saw it too and looked at me with a big grin.  

The three of us went to the stairs and found the guy tying his shoes.  "I hope you had fun" I said as we walked past.  We went into the room and Warren had a towel around his waist and looked flustered.  One bed was messy with the sheets and cover all thrown around.  I spotted a bottle of lube and an open condom packet on the nightstand.  "I hope we didn't interrupt anything" I told Warren and saw big smiles on Trevor and Greg's faces.

"Uh... No... Just got done" he said, fumbling for words.  We all showered but this time Trevor and Greg went in together without any encouragement.  

While they showered I told Warren "Sorry, I guess we should have planned it better so you knew when we were coming back.  It sucks to get interrupted, but if you had put the safety chain on, we would have waited.  He was kinda cute but a little panicked about having to run off.  I hope you had fun."  He looked a little surprised at my comment and just nodded.   We drove over to a nice restaurant and had a good meal.  Based on how Greg was fidgeting I assumed the plug was still in his ass.  Warren and I shared a bottle of wine with our steaks and Trevor and Greg returned to cider and beer to go with theirs.

"You can stay in our room again tonight.  You shouldn't ride back to your apartment after you've been drinking" Warren said as we got back to the motel.  Trevor and Greg nodded and followed us up.  We talked for a while and when we all started yawning we knew it was time to get some rest.

"Oh crap... we don't have anything to sleep in" Greg said.

"I don't mind if you sleep in the nude.  Just try and keep it quiet if you guys do anything" I said with a smile.  

Warren then added "I don't mind either.  And... make as much noise as you want."  I think the only noises in the room that night were of us snoring.  I was the first to wake and once again Trevor and Greg were spooned together with Trevor's arm over Greg.  Thankfully the morning was much less dramatic than the day before.  After breakfast, we checked out and Warren followed us over to Trevor and Greg's apartment where we squeezed the three bikes into their parking spot.

"What are you going to do with the Honda?" I asked Trevor.

"Uh... It's not worth much and a friend wants to join our group but can't really afford a bike so I'm going to give it to him.  We just have to teach him to ride something other than a scooter" Trevor said.  I nodded and thought it was a generous thing to do since he didn't have to pay for his new bike.  

We gave each other hugs and I heard Warren tell Trevor "Remember, you need to tell your parents when you're ready, but don't worry about it.  I don't think they'll give you grief over the tattoos, either.  Just be happy with yourself."  He then told Greg "It was good to meet you.  Take care of each other."

I stowed my riding gear in the truck and hopped behind the wheel.  I knew we could make it back in one day as long as Warren didn't drive much.  We had been going for a few hours with just music playing quietly when I told Warren "This was a great trip.  I'm sure we all got something good out of it.  I hope you were serious with Trevor.  He's a good guy and they make a nice couple."

"Yeah, they do.  I'm kind of envious of them.  I hate sneaking around but it would be too scandalous if anyone found out about Emily and I.  Thanks for being so understanding about... all of us" Warren said.  I wasn't going to tell him why or what had happened between Trevor, Greg and I, but was good to know there were more queer guys hiding in plain sight.