Road to Re-Awakening

Sexy Daddy In Leather

"Hi, Ben?" the message started out.  It was from an unknown local number so I just replied "yes?" and hoped it wasn't spam.  "This is Ryan.  dad asked me 2 tell you that we r going 2 blow off work thurs 2 go riding.  4 of us so far.  can u go? meet @store @10am" he asked.

I laughed and realized Mark hadn't changed much.  He might be in charge now, but a nice day was as good as any to play hookie.  "sure.  thursday is good. see you then" I replied.  Mark and Ryan were already there and another guy was talking to them.  I knew Lee from a few different friend groups and we'd even hooked up a few times decades ago.  He seemed surprised when I pulled my helmet off and he recognized me.  Lee looked a little unsure and I think he was worried that I might out him.  We all talked a little and looked over each other's bikes.  

Ryan's old BMW was just like the K100RS I had many moons ago.  Mark had a recent Honda CBR1000RR and I knew he'd be able to outrun all of us with a twist of the wrist. I wondered if he didn't bring it along to make sure I stayed behind him for the whole ride, since every other time we rode together I was always in the lead.  Lee had a Yamaha FZ1 that looked a little worn and tired.  "I picked it up cheap after someone missed a corner and sent it into the weeds" he told me.  

Mark was looking at his phone when he said "The other guy just canceled.  It's just going to be us four.  Let's go!"

Mark led and I saw Ryan pick up the last spot, letting the old guys go first. The first few miles were spent getting comfortable with each other's riding styles.  Lee waved me up to the number two spot and then slid in behind me.   It was a spirited ride and it was nice to be with like minded bikers.  No one lagged behind or did anything silly.  At the hundred and twenty mile point, Mark pulled into a gas station.  We topped off and grabbed something to drink.   "Half way to lunch" he said as we took off for the second leg.  

The BBQ place he pulled into for lunch turned out to be excellent.  The seating was at several wooden picnic tables, some in the sun and some under a covered area.  After we finished I got up to empty my basket in the trash bin.  I found Ryan following me closely and as soon as he'd dumped his trash he asked "So, my dad said you have kids and were married to a woman.  Why the rainbow patch?"

I chuckled and told him "Because I'm bi.  My marriage was open and we both met with others.  Some were men, some were women.  Even after all these years, I like both.  It just depends on my mood and who I meet.  I met this group down in Georgia and after we did a long ride, they sent me this patch as an honorary member."  His jaw was dropped open and I don't think he was expecting that frank of a response.  

"Oh, wow. That's cool.  I was just confused about what my dad told me" Ryan said.

"Well, I don't think he knows about my 'bi' part.  Does he know about you?" I asked.

He nodded and then said "Yeah.  It's kind of why he and my mom split.  She couldn't accept it, but he did.  He may be straight, but I couldn't have had anyone that supported me more."

"I'm glad to hear it.  Mark's always been a good guy.  People need to help their kids no matter what.  Coming out is hard enough.  I just met my son's first boyfriend a few months ago.  He'd dated only women that I know of, but I found out he had hooked up with guys too.  Now he's in a great relationship and I couldn't be more proud of them" I said.  We walked back to the table as Mark was heading to the restroom.  Ryan went over to the bikes and Lee looked at me.

"I'd appreciate it if you didn't mention how we met years ago to them.  I'm in a straight relationship and it would blow up if she found out" Lee said.

I smiled and told him "I won't say a thing.  I never do.  Just do what makes you happy.  Neither Jan or I could have felt fulfilled without a little fun on the side, but that's not for everybody."

On the ride back, I dropped to the tail of the group and watched Ryan.  He was a good rider and looked really hot in his leathers.  When we stopped for our last break of the day he came up to me and said "I hope you like the pants I sold you.  They look really good on you."  I was wearing the jean style leather pants but they fit perfectly.

"Thanks, I really do like them.  I just hope no one thinks I'm too old to dress like this or with the other pants when they come in" I replied, chuckling.  

"Nope.  Sexy daddies in leather are always hot" he said quietly before blushing.  Mark had just walked up behind him and I'm pretty sure he heard his comment.

"Are you hitting on the customers?" Mark asked.

"I hope you think of me as a friend, not just a customer" I told Mark.  

He chuckled and replied "Yeah, you are.  I just don't want you to feel uncomfortable if he makes an inappropriate comment."

"Nah, I can take flattering comments all day long.  Flirting too.  It makes me feel desirable again after losing Jan.  It's taking some getting used to being called a daddy, though" I replied.  Mark rolled his eyes and Ryan grinned back at me.  We finished out the ride and split up back at the store.   I made it back home and grabbed a beer while I cleaned the grime off the bike.  My phone buzzed and I took a look to see who messaged me.

"hi.  that was a fun ride with awesome scenery.  not shur if ur interested but I wud like 2 meet sometime" was Ryan's message.  The message made me chuckle since he didn't waste any time sending it after our ride.

"Hi.  It was good and I enjoyed every bit of it.  I'm interested.  What are you thinking of?" I replied.  I didn't know if he was just looking for someone to talk to who would understand his sexuality or if he was interested in more.  I suspected it was the latter.

"Want to see if ur as hot out of leather as in" he replied with a little devil emoji at the end.

"Just finished washing bike.  Need to shower first.  Half hour?" I replied.

"I love the smell of sweat and leather.  now?  addr?" he sent a second later.  His eagerness made me laugh but I liked his boldness.  I had just put the cleaning supplies away when I heard him pull up.  Grabbing my jacket, I walked over to meet him.  We were in the house a few seconds later and I spied my pets in their usual hiding spot.  Most of the confidence in his messages was gone when he was standing in front of me.  "Fuck... I can't believe you said yes" he said quietly.

"Why?  You're good looking, smart and funny.  There's an attraction from both of us, I think.  And you had the guts to make a move by sending a message" I told him.  He was everything I had told him and more.  His body was couple inches shorter than mine and thin.  His face was clean shaven and he had a few piercings in each ear, a bar at the top on the left and a pea sized gauge in each lobe.  His hair was short on the sides and longer on top and light brown.  

"Well... It was kind of my dad's idea.  He asked what I got from your comments at the lunch place.  I said 'nothing other than he knew I was flirting' and he rolled his eyes.  He told me 'He fuckin told you that he liked that you were flirting with him!  You're an idiot if you don't make a move' before telling me he knew you were bi and he trusted you.  I think he knows it's been a while since I've been with anyone" Ryan said.

A smile came over my face and I wondered how many other people around town knew of my sexuality but had never said anything.  It didn't matter and now I needed to find out how far Ryan wanted to go.  He still had his leather jacket on.  He'd left it on all day, just unzipping it when we had a break.  It looked like he wore a white wife beater undershirt under his jacket.  I moved closer, slipping my hands inside his jacket to push it backward and off.

With the jacket off, I found out that the jacket and long sleeved tee that he'd had on the other time I'd seen him concealed a dozen or so tattoos on his arms and chest.  He had a little muscle on his body but he looked like one of those guys that was taking a while to grow into his body.  I'd heard the word twunk to describe a twink that was filling out with muscle and it fit him.  A little more mass and he'd move from cute to hot, I thought.

It started to slip down his arms while I moved in closer and we began to kiss.  His lips were soft and he let me take the lead.  The moment that my tongue touched his lips, he parted them and let me in.  Ryan was a good kisser and once his jacket was laying on the floor, he gave all of his attention to our kiss.  His skin was soft, too, as my hands roamed over his arms and back.  My hand grasped his left wrist and raised it up, letting my nose and mouth move over into his armpit allowing me to breathe his scent in along with the leather.

Ryan let out a moan that almost matched mine.  Strong body smells usually weren't my thing but this was just the right level of sweat and leather to really get me excited.  My tongue wasn't covered in antiperspirant either, which meant that Ryan liked the smell too.  Once his pit was covered in my spit I moved over to the other side and repeated my attack.  After a few minutes, I started to pull his shirt up.  Soon it was on the floor next to his jacket and I moved towards his chest.

My tongue easily found his right nip and the ring dangling from it.  His moan got louder as my tongue flicked over it.  A second later I had a hand on the back of my head pulling me in tighter.   When I got my nipples pierced, I did it for aesthetics and only after they had healed did I find out that they turned an erogenous zone into something mind blowing with the right tongue, lips or fingers.  Apparently, I wasn't the only one.  Ryan's grip made sure I didn't let go of his nipple while his body writhed in pleasure.

When he finally loosened his grip, I moved over to the other side to find the other nipple and ring gave the same reaction as the right side.  We didn't last as long on the left side and the moan slowly turned into a groan.  My hand cupped his leather covered crotch and I felt a very firm bulge inside.  I gave a few squeezes before rubbing upwards until I could unbutton his pants.  Once I'd peeled them down a bit, his cock poked free from the side of the dirty jockstrap pouch.  Stale cum joined the smell of sweat wafting up and I slowly sunk to my knees.  I moved back a bit to get a look at him and I found he was smooth over most of his body except for a trimmed trail and bush.

My tongue licked over the partially covered tip while I pulled the pouch to the side.  With more of his cock free, I licked under the shaft as it continued to get stiffer.  He had a nice dick that was thicker than mine and about the same length.  I pulled the foreskin back and lapped over the head, tasting only sweat and some precum leaking out of the end.  Ryan might have liked having his cock constrained by a cum soaked pouch, but he kept the inside of his foreskin very clean.

Ryan's actions and comments earlier told me that while he wanted to play with an older daddy, he wasn't submissive at all.  It actually excited me even more to have someone that might be interested in more versatile play.  As he did when I sucked on his nips, he let me start sucking on his cock unaided.  After a few minutes I felt his hand on my head again.  The next time I went down he pulled my face into his trimmed pubes and held his cock in my throat.

He held me there for several seconds and then let me up far enough to refill my lungs.  I went down on him a few more times, with his hand forcing his cock as deep as it would go each time.   "Oh FUCK!  That feels sooo good.  I guess you weren't kidding about doing this a long time" Ryan gasped.  I clamped down on the end of his cock before slowly pulling off.  When the covered head slipped past my lips, I licked down and over his balls.  They already had a covering of my spit and weren't quite as sweat covered as I would have liked.

One ball got sucked into my mouth and it got tongue bathed a few seconds before I let it pop free of my lips.  My hands grabbed his waist and I turned him around.  I had to tug his pants down a little more but my tongue then licked along the crevice and then went deeper.  I wasn't sure how clean he was going to be after a day of riding but all I tasted was the same sweat and leather combo from earlier.  The light whimper that was mixed with his moans indicated that he was now wondering what role I expected him to take.  

I gave a few more laps over his exposed hole before I stood up, dragging my tongue along his spine until I was standing behind him.  My arm wrapped around him, holding him close while my forefinger gave a couple flicks over his left nip.  "Let's head upstairs" I whispered as I tugged his pants back up.  He followed me up to my bedroom and I pushed the door closed, not wanting a couple four legged observers if our sounds got them curious or concerned.

Ryan was pretty good at peeling the sweaty leather pants off and was standing in front of me before I even had my boots off.  "Mmmm, now I get to see what's under all those clothes.  I hope it's as hot as that tat" he said, reaching for the bottom of my tee.  I let him peel the covers off and raised my arms as he pulled my tee over my head.  "Oh fuck yeah... you do have a few surprises, don't you?" he said, licking his lips.  A second later he was working his tongue over my left nip and reaching down for my leather pants. 

Like other times someone played with my nips, my cock stiffened right away.  Ryan's light touch with his tongue made it more pleasurable than most, too.  He had my pants unbuttoned and unzipped quickly and while it took a few tugs to get them down past my thighs he was able to do it without letting his tongue lose body contact.  My trunks weren't as good at constraining my lengthening shaft as his jockstrap, but I felt it snake it's way across my groin.  We took a brief pause while he pulled my pants free and tossed them to the side.  

I really didn't have a plan with Ryan since I couldn't tell whether he was more of a top or bottom.  The blowjob I gave him hinted that he like being on top yet the one he was giving me told of a seasoned cocksucker.  It appeared that we had a lot more in common than I thought, he was just thirty years younger than me.  My experiences with younger guys since the end of my seclusion were varied.  Some didn't see our age difference as an issue and some liked being submissive with an older guy.  Ryan fell into the former camp and yet was letting me take the lead.  Corey's comment about letting me take control since I was more experienced seemed to fit Ryan too.

He gave me an energetic blowjob, varying between sucking and licking around my shaft.  The intensity led me to think that he'd was starved for cock.  It went on longer than I expected and I began to think he was waiting for me to make the next move.  My hands gently grasped each side of his head and I pulled him off my rigid shaft. After tilting his head off I whispered "Let's go over to the bed."

Ryan was laying on his back in the middle of the bed and I crawled between his legs, spreading them apart.  His face looked a little worried but there was still a slight smile on his face.  I pushed his legs back before leaning in and lapping up the length of his stiff cock.  The next lick covered his balls as I forced his legs further back.  Ryan grabbed his ankles and pulled himself back, revealing the hairless ass I had rimmed earlier.  A few minutes of my tongue licking and poking into his tight, pink hole had him moaning.  

My attitude has always been that both partners should enjoy sex and Ryan seemed to like what I was doing.  He looked sexy there, giving me complete access to his ass.  When he started to use his ass muscles to play with my tongue it encouraged me to take the next step.  Crawling a little closer, I braced my hands next to his.  My cock was stiff, pointing right at his hole and my eyes were locked on his.

"Uh... do you have a condom?" he asked hesitantly.  I'd gotten too lax in using them and actually appreciated that he wanted to use one.  Not many of my recent partners had even mentioned the word.

"Sure, just a sec" I replied as I reached into the bed stand and pulled one out.  I rolled it on before adding some spit to the latex, hoping I wouldn't need the lube in the drawer too.  After teasing the tip around his hole I looked back at him and pushed in.  It was a minor distraction but one I realized I should have taken, not my much younger partner.  The head pushed past the ring and I paused, letting him get used to my dick.  

His eyes might have been closed, but the smile on his face and the deep moan told me he was ready.  My hips began to move in and out, each time plowing deeper into his warm, tight chute.  After a few minutes, I began to thrust in harder and he opened his eyes.  Ryan lowered his legs down, resting them on my shoulders.  When he let go, I leaned forward and his hands roamed over my chest.  Each move he made exuded a confidence that few people had.  He may have done them thousands of times but it never felt like he was following a script.

I drilled him harder and then softer.  I may have changed positions a few times, but we stuck with missionary.  I wanted to keep seeing his expressions and flipping him over would have lost that.  Maybe if we fucked another time, I'd start out from behind, but he was one of those people that you wanted eye contact with the entire time you had sex.

He felt so good wrapped around my dick, working his ass gently to give me pleasure without making me cum.  I was getting close but I wanted it to last, too.  Ryan fit the mold of a good versatile sex partner, sucking well and then taking control when I sucked him, kissing with intensity while allowing me to be in charge some times, taking dick like an experienced bottom but also working his ass around my shaft like someone wanting to be in control.  Maybe he was just a power bottom, but I thought there was more to it than that.

My pace picked up making my balls start to tingle.  With each shove, my hips bounced off his firm ass until I gave one last thrust.  I threw my head back, closing my eyes, trying to will a few more seconds of drilling his ass, but my body didn't listen.  The cum filled the condom while my cock throbbed.   When I opened my eyes and looked down at him, his eyes were wide open and he screamed out "Oh god yeah!"  Ropes of cum flew out of his hard cock, covering his torso.

When the last pulses faded and my breathing slowed enough for me to talk I asked "Want to flip?"

"Not this time, Ben" he replied softly.  It was the right response since it gave me hope that I'd get to feel him fuck me at some point.   Slowly I pulled my still hard shaft out of him and then peeled the condom off, tying it up and dropping it on the floor.  After letting his legs down I crawled to the side, never breaking our gaze.  We laid there on the bed staring at each other while our breathing slowed.  I watched him look over my arm, making out the images.  "If you like my arm tattoo so much, you might want to get a good artist to fill in between the ones you have.  Pick an arm and maybe just do a half sleeve at first" I said. 

"Dad really doesn't like the ones I have, so more ink is probably not a good idea right now.  Hell, he made me take out the nose ring since he thought it might turn away customers at the shop" Ryan replied.

I looked closely and then said "Nose ring?  I don't see a hole..."

Ryan chuckled.  "Look inside.  It's a septum piercing.  I have a retainer in there now to keep it open.  Just don't tell my dad" he said.

"Ah. Don't worry, I won't say anything.  I bet that looks pretty good on you.  Hopefully he'll chill about some of this stuff.  Life doesn't revolve around work and I kind of doubt most of the customers at the bike shop would care about some ink or metal.  Personally, I think people are a lot happier if they get to choose how they look and act" I replied.

Ryan took a deep breath and said "I kind of fucked that up.  I ignored his warnings and got into some stupid shit with my ex.  He took me down a dark road until I realized I didn't like where I was going.  Dad helped me get back to a saner place and not rely on drugs to get me through each day."

"That sucks, but it's good that he helped you get out of the rut.  They can really fuck you up if you're not careful.  I guess I shouldn't offer you a toke then.  I usually like some weed after a good fuck, but I understand wanting to stay out of the rabbit hole" I replied.

"Thanks.  I figure if I can make it a year without anything, then I can allow myself an occasional hit or two of weed.  But I'm staying away from harder stuff.  The last time I saw Leo, he looked like shit.  All he lives for now is partying and I heard he lost his job since he couldn't really work since he was so out of it.  Anyway, I should get going.  Thanks for indulging me.  That was the hottest time I've had in a while" Ryan said.

"It was a lot of fun.  Hopefully we can do it again some time" I replied.  We pulled on our underwear and pants.  His damp leather pants were a challenge but he finally succeeded. I was happy to have a pair of shorts to pull on instead.  When I opened the door, both pets were laying there and Walker made sure to get a good sniff of Ryan.  This was the first time they came near a visitor and were even upstairs by my bedroom waiting.  Sylvester made sure to rub against my legs while Ryan got inspected and gave Walker several scratches behind his ears.

"Wow, even your dog loves the smell of sweaty leather" Ryan said with a chuckle.  I walked to the stairs and went down, with two pets and a sexy guy following me.  He collected his shirt and jacket, putting both on before we went outside.  We said our goodbyes and I followed him to his bike.  Just before he put his helmet on, Corey pulled up.

"Ryan?  How the fuck are you?  I haven't seen you in a long time" Corey said.  Ryan went over and gave him a firm hug.

"Yeah, it's been a while.  I'm getting back to reality so I should be around a lot more.  I got to get home before dad starts to worry.  See ya soon" Ryan said, finally putting his helmet on and climbing on to the BMW.  Seconds later he was gone.

"You know him?" Corey asked.   

"Yeah.  His dad runs the motorcycle gear shop in town.  He just started working there and we went on a ride today" I said, silently chuckling at the double meaning.  

"Oh cool.  I heard he got mixed up with some crazy people.  He used to be a lot of fun before he shut the rest of us out.  I like to have a good time, but I draw the line at meth.  Ryan looks a lot happier than the last time I saw him.  If he's got his shit straightened out, hopefully he's up for hooking up some time" Corey said.

I nodded and didn't want to say anything more about our post motorcycle ride activities.