Tom's Wild Summer

The following two weeks were busy.  I had to get my new bike and I licensed and insured.  There were also a few things I needed to get  from the moto shop, like a helmet and jacket to calm my mother down.  Going to the moto shop was a different experience than what I expected.  I was nervous as hell but I didn't need to worry.  Even the big burly Harley guy in the parking lot was cool.  Once I spotted one of the guys from the motorcycle group working there, I had all three workers helping me out and ignoring the other customers.  They weren't hitting on me, but they sure were friendly. 

Once I got home wearing my new stuff, mom was a lot happier.  I also had a long stream of texts with Wolf asking what else I needed to do to the bike to keep it running well.  

"Tires r good", "did oil b4 u got her", "shudnt need anything for 5k", "she ok?" were his responses.  It was surprising that he was looking out for his old bike but I guess he had gotten attached.  He did give a list of things to check before longer rides or at least weekly, which I appreciated.  He may have looked intimidating, but he was a good guy.

Thursday night, my dad came up to me as I was studying on the couch and knelt down.  "Uh... Tom, it would be good if you could make yourself scarce on Saturday.  Your mom needs some personal time.  I'm going to play golf with some friends but I doubt you would want to tag along with us old farts" he said quietly.  I nodded and went back to studying, but I had a hard time concentrating since a request like that had never come up in the past.  That's when I remembered his comment about both of my parents being bisexual.  I went down the rabbit hole with that thought and wondered if my mom was going to hookup with someone and that destroyed any chance of me getting any studying done.

"U free sat?  wanna ride?" I texted Jared.  Hooking up would have been my preferred activity, but I couldn't host and I doubted he could either.  My second choice was what he had asked for weeks earlier.  It didn't take him long to reply, even though I knew he was working.

"LOL  just got same q from ur dad  was goin 2 ride with Wolf" he sent.

"omg ok i'll find othr plans" I replied, realizing that he had may have hooked up with my dad after that first awkward tag team.  A few moments later I decided my dad's talk of golf was pure bullshit.  Balls, a stick and a hole were going to be involved but probably not out on a manicured, grassy course.

"join wolf and I riding?  cud b fun" Jared texted back a few seconds later.  A moment later, I told him yes.  Another message later, I was told to meet at the warehouse around 9AM.  Apparently a message got sent to my dad and I heard "Crap!" come from the kitchen.  I guessed that Jared had just told him he already had plans.  Golf might actually be his activity for Saturday unless he could find another bottom.

I pulled up to the bike group's warehouse a few minutes early and both were already there.  While I'd been riding around the area quite a bit to get used to street riding, I was still nervous about going out with them and hoped I didn't embarrass myself.  Jared looked really hot in a pair of leather riding pants while Wolf wore some jeans that fit him perfectly.  Jared had the same white wife-beater that he had on when we hooked a month earlier and Wolf had a well worn tee that fit snugly.  I found out that was Jared's usual riding gear except that he'd trade the leather pants for jeans when he was just riding around town.  Jared had the only shiny bike in our group, Wolf had another of his "rat bikes" all ready to go.

Wolf put on his jacket and gloves before he pulled out first and Jared and I had a standoff for last spot.  I ended up second and hoped I didn't slow the group down.  They both knew I didn't have a lot of experience and Wolf kept the pace down to something I was comfortable with.  When we got out into the country, he did speed up a bit and once I kept up, he went a little faster.  He seemed to realize that was my limit and stayed at that level the rest of the day.  It was a fun ride and I tried to follow his example and got into a really good groove. 

We pulled into a gas station and once we had topped off, we pulled over to the side in a shady spot.  The three of us sat against our bikes, rehydrating and talking.   Jared was wearing his sweat soaked tank which was now translucent, but Wolf's and my tees were just as wet and clung to our bodies.  Anyone that looked at us knew that I was the new guy since I stood out with no ink, no piercings, a shiny new helmet and a jacket with only a couple bug splats on it.  I found it hard not to stare at Wolf, since he was a sexy guy and had a ton more confidence than I had.

"Wolf...   I'm sorry if I got too rough last week.  I'm not used to being in that position but it seemed to be the right thing to do" I said trying to break the silence.

He chuckled and looked straight at me.  "Nah, no where close to being too rough for me.  Was kinda good seeing you get aggressive like that.  You don't really look like the type that would do it.  Young Doms are a rare breed" Wolf said softly.  I didn't consider myself a Dom and only knew of the term from some porn I'd watched.  I glanced over at Jared and he had a huge grin on his face.  "Ya know..." Wolf continued, "Now that the guys have seen you like that they might expect it all the time.  Hell, I heard a few guys hopin' you fuck like that too."

"He can" Jared said barely loud enough for us to hear.  The grin was still on his face and Wolf also smiled.

I felt a embarrassed about them talking about me like that but at the same time the compliments stroked my ego.  When our drinks were empty, we hopped back on our bikes and rode a few more hours until we ended up at the warehouse.  One bike and a car were outside when we parked.

"Looks like some of the guys are early" Jared said.  That was when I realized that I'd forgotten about the weekly bike group meeting that night.

We walked in the door and heard sounds coming from the play area.  The three of us hung our jackets and I was happy that I didn't have a leather one like Jared, since I'm sure his weighed twice what it normally did being soaked with sweat.  I did like that smell, though.  Both Wolf and Jared took their shirts off so I followed suit.  Wolf had a dense coat of trimmed hair over his chest leading to a trail that went down into his jeans. He looked sexy as fuck and I wondered what was going to happen that night.

The few meetings that I'd gone to I'd found myself with guys on their knees begging to suck me.  I always went home with my balls drained, sometimes two or three times, but that was the only sexual things I'd done at any of the meetings.  I could tell there were guys that wanted to get more, but as soon as I had arrived I had a group waiting to suck me.  

We grabbed some bottles of water and cooled down for a few minutes in an area of tables, talking over the grunts and groans.  After one long growl and an accompanying moan, the sounds ended.   A few minutes later, a guy walked into the area totally naked.  The grin on his face told us that he was very happy with what had just transpired.  I wasn't sure whether he was a top or bottom, since his cock was long even when soft.  It appeared to be inked, like almost all of his body.  What skin you could see was pale and his strawberry blond hair was long, straight and in a pony tail that went half way down his back.   When he got closer, I found that he was also interested in piercing, since both ears had large rings, his nose, lip and brow were pierced as well as his nipples and navel.  

"Oh fuck yeah!  The new guy!  Welcome to the group.  I've heard good things about you.  You sure have been getting to know all the greedy cocksuckers.  Hopefully one day we'll have time to play" he said.

"It sounds like you were having some fun, just now" I replied and got a shit eating smile back.

He chuckled and said "Yeah, a client wanted to feel what a pierced dick felt like before he got his done.  I can't really show him in the shop and expected this place to be empty.  Of course... my ring is much bigger than what he'll start out with."  There was a brief pause before he asked "How's yours healing, Jared?"

"Good.  I think it's ready to go up one gauge" Jared replied.

"If you haven't guessed, Stewart is our group tattoo and piercing artist" Wolf said. 

Stewart nodded, looking me over before moving next to me.  "I like blank canvases.  If you want anything, let me know.  The first tattoo is half price and we can work out a deal on anything else" he said winking at me.  He walked over to a nearby table and grabbed his clothes, slowly putting them back on.  When I looked back I saw my friend Dan trying to sneak out the door, making me chuckle.   Once Stewart had left too, the three of us were walking over to the play area.  I took my usual spot in front of a crate and Wolf stood next to me.  I had mixed feelings since I liked having Wolf suck me, but sharing Jared with him would be even better, I hoped.

Jared probably knew what both of us were thinking and without a word or motion, he started to sink to his knees.  The moment he moved, I said "Strip first."  I heard Wolf chuckle but Jared was scrambling to get his boots and jeans off as fast as he could.  When he was naked, he came over to us and looked up, glancing at both of us.  We stood there several seconds and I was about to say something but I decided to let Wolf make the next move.

The expression on Jared's face slowly turned to pleading until finally Wolf said "Suck, boy."  Of course that meant that Wolf was the first to get attention.  The belt was first, followed by the buttons on his jeans.  They got pulled down, revealing a black jockstrap  with a sizable bulge.  Jared leaned in and sniffed the cloth covered dick, whimpering like a puppy.  He gnawed over the pouch for a minute before moving over to me.

My jeans and trunks were down around my knees in only a few seconds and Jared gave one long lap along the bottom of my cock before going back to Wolf.  He released Wolf's shaft from the pouch and I gasped quietly when I saw it.  It was long and veiny with a huge ring in the end.  It was the longest I'd seen, at least two inches longer than mine but not quite as thick.  Jared worked his tongue over the sweaty shaft, making it stiffen the rest of the way.  

There was a slight upward curve to it that would probably make it more of a challenge for Jared to suck when he was on his knees.  Mine was almost perfectly straight so I rarely had a problem.  I watched Jared closely as he wrapped his lips around Wolf's shaft and sunk down.   He went right to the base, taking the long cock and ring down into his throat without a problem.  I'm sure a year ago he could never do that, but he'd been getting lots of practice since he found the bike group.

He only spent a couple minutes bobbing on Wolf's dick before he moved over to me.  Spit was dripping off his chin but he didn't worry about it before he inhaled my cock.  After a couple minutes he pulled off and went back to Wolf.  Jared was in his element and kept glancing up to whoever he was sucking.  While I was used to him giving me all of his attention when he usually sucked me, it was hot watching Wolf and I share him.  

I was surprised when Wolf put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me closer until our sweaty bodies were touching.  He looked at me and grinned, giving me a wink.  When I moved my arm to wrap my arm around his waist, my hand brushed across his bare ass.  As soon as I did it, I worried that I'd gone too far.  Instead, I got another grin and a squeeze on my shoulder.

With us this close, all I had to do was twist my body to slap Jared's face with my stiff cock.  After a couple more swaps, Wolf cleared his throat and pushed Jared's head back.  Jared's puppy dog eyes looked up, waiting for the next command.  Wolf looked at me a second and then down at Jared.  "Bend over the crate" he said sternly.  I moved to the side as Jared stood up, looking back and forth at each of us with a huge smile.  He placed each hand on the edge of the crate and bent over as he was told before he spread his legs wide.

Wolf flashed a toothy smile, licked his lips and took his place between Jared's legs.  His cock was covered in spit and he dripped a few gobs more over Jared's pucker.  I moved a bit to watch the penetration, wondering how the large piercing would squeeze inside.  He used a little more spit than I usually do, but with a little pressure, Jared's hole yielded and the shaft and steel ring slowly sunk inside.   Now I knew why Jared had been much easier to get inside, he'd been taking larger dicks than mine.

While Wolf built up speed, I stroked my cock to keep it hard.  Any time I'd shared a bottom before, the first guy fucked to completion and then let the other guy in.  Wolf didn't play that way.  He fucked Jared for a few minutes before yanking his cock out and giving me room to take his place.  I was surprised and Jared stood there a few seconds looking back and waiting for me to shove my dick in.  I heard Wolf chuckle as I scrambled to enter and start drilling Jared.

"Don't rush it, he'll wait like a good pup.  Besides, he likes a long fuck" Wolf said as he moved next to me and wrapping his arm around my shoulder.  This was a new experience for me.  I'd never had another top touch me before while I fucked a guy.  His grip was firm and he glanced back and forth between Jared, my dick and my face.  

My hips plowed my dick in and out for a few minutes and then I followed Wolf's lead and pulled out, letting him fuck again.  We did this a few times, Jared whimpering while he was empty and grunting "Thank you, sir" when we'd stuff our cock back into him.  Wolf always wrapped his arm around me while I was fucking Jared, either around my shoulders or hips.  I didn't feel comfortable doing that, but I did rest my hand on his shoulder a few times.  The next time it was my turn to drill Jared, Wolf's arm was back around my shoulder, but this time it slid down my back until his hand was cradling my right butt and following as I thrust in and out.  He winked at me and his face began to grin making me wonder what he was thinking.  A few moments later, I found out.

Wolf moved behind me, his hands now back on my shoulders one on each side of my neck.  His cock was still rigid and he let it ride along my crack.  There was no way I was going to be able to take him and I hoped that all he wanted was to use the crevice to keep him hard.  I plowed a couple more minutes and was surprised that feeling his cock ride along my crack turned me on even more.   We swapped one more time until we had Jared begging for us to cum inside him.   

A small group of guys had already arrived for the meeting and we were providing the warmup entertainment.  Wolf came first, leaving me a sloppy hole to drive my cock into.  The feeling didn't let me last, so a minute or two later I was pumping my load into Jared too.  The crowd seemed pleased at our performance and several guys told me how hot it was to watch.  One even cleaned my cock of all of the cum while Jared took care of Wolf.

The three of us stood at the back naked while the actual meeting, all fifteen minutes of it, took place.  Wolf and I talked afterwards, watching Jared take care of a few other tops.  I'm sure most of the other bottoms were unhappy that they weren't getting much, but both of us were tired and empty.   

"Next time, be ready.  I want that sexy ass... it's too nice not to use" Wolf whispered to me before he headed off to find his clothes.  If I got that from some guys I would think they're just bluffing, but I was sure that Wolf was serious and I was worried if I could take him.  That thought was weird for me since I never had a desire to bottom for anyone, but Wolf was one that I would consider it for.