Tom's Wild Summer

Part 4 - GMC

Thursday night I was over at the guy's storage unit.  Wolf was an imposing guy about six foot two inches tall, in his thirties with more muscles than I'd ever have, wavy hair that hung down almost to his shoulders and a trimmed beard.  "I know she don't look like much, but she purrs like a kitten and everything works great.  Tires are pretty new too.  Ride her for a few days to see how you like her and I'll see you at the meeting on Saturday night.  J said you would be a good guy to add to our group.  God knows we need more tops" Wolf said.  

The comment shocked me and I wondered how much Jared had told them about me.  I still wasn't out to many people and was starting to feel like I was going to get pushed to being totally out sooner than I expected.  On the other hand, I saw how happy and confident Jared was compared to when I'd met with him two years earlier.   Some new gay friends couldn't hurt either.

While looking at the motorcycle, there were a few issues that were skipped over. Things like a lack of a motorcycle rating on my license, the bike had no insurance and the license plate had just been grabbed from a different bike.  A quick ride around the storage unit grounds felt good and he was right about it being ugly.    I'm sure at one time it was someone's pride and joy until it slid down the road on it's side or visited the forest or weeds after not making a curve.  It was a lot more powerful than the little dirt bikes I'd ridden before, but the price was right and I knew I could fix the other issues with a few more dollars thrown at it.

I rode off and got a pair of nasty stares when I got home.  The next day I rode it to school and work and it was nice not having to take the bus or beg for rides.   Saturday night I showed up with Jared to a warehouse at the edge of town.  Wolf was waiting for us and he looked over his old bike checking to see if I'd defiled her.  Other than some dirt, he wouldn't find anything.  I handed the money over and he gave me an envelope with the title inside.  Once business was taken care of, the gay motorcycle club meeting began.  I really didn't know what to expect from the meeting, either.  What would a bunch of gay bikers do at their monthly meeting?

It turns out it's what happens when any group of gay guys get together, they talk and fuck.   First, I met a bunch of guys and apparently they'd been told I was a good top.  "He can get kinda kinky too" Jared told them followed by a sinister grin.  I was kind of glad he didn't tell anyone about my dad joining in that one time.  Before too long, I was talking with two guys both wearing assless leather chaps, boots, a leather vest with a bunch of patches and leather caps - one had metal studs that spelled out "Daddy" and the other "Master".  Both were heavily inked and while one was hairy the other was smooth but both sported thick, bushy salt and pepper beards.  

They were the guys who started the group after getting harassed too many times in other bike groups because of their sexuality.  Both seemed to know a lot about me already, some that could have easily come from Jared or Wolf, but some other things that not many knew.  

"How's Glen doing over at the college?   Still letting his eye wander over the students?" the Leader asked.  Glen was one of my instructors and I always had a feeling he was checking out all of the male students.

"Uh, good.  He does keep his eye on the class" I replied with a sly grin.

"Only the guys.  The women have nothing to fear around him.  So, what are your plans when you finish college next Spring?" Daddy then asked.  

The question rattled me a bit, since I didn't expect them to know when I'd be graduating.  "One of my dad's friends wants me to start an apprenticeship at the place he manages.  My mom wants me to finish my degree at the university down state, but I think working is a better idea" I replied.  I was intentionally vague, since I really hadn't made up my mind.

"OK, we always hope new members stick around a while" the Leader said.  We talked a while longer with the two older guys telling me about the group.  "It's part social group, part riding group, part play group.  Only do what you want, no pressure to do anything you don't.  There's only a few rules" they said.  

The leaders then continued "Rule one is no means no.  Everyone has limits you must accept.  Rule two is if you catch something, no playing. You're on prep, right?"   I nodded 'yes' and they said "Rule three is respect everyone.  You don't have to be best friends, but you have to be tolerant of the others.  That's basically it.  We hope everyone has fun and sex is encouraged but not required."

I nodded and told them "As long as there's no robbing, drug dealing or hassling people, I'm good."  As soon as the words came out of my mouth I realized I'd told them I would join.  

The leader put his arm around me and squeezed my shoulder before saying "Welcome to the club."

As we kept talking, I looked around at the twenty or so guys.  Several looked like your stereotypical bikers, a few more had that younger sport biker look and the rest were just average guys of varying ages.  Regardless, most looked hot in their leather pants and I realized I should get some.  A few looked familiar but I never thought any of them would be in a group like this.  Maybe it was just a group of other accepting guys to be around or maybe they were attracted to these types of guys.

Jared's gaze never left me.  He'd already told me why he wanted me to join and I thought he was being straight with me.  Once he saw the leader squeeze my shoulder a smile covered his face.  Then I heard the word I'd been dreading - "Initiation."  My mind raced as I looked around, imagining all sorts of wild hazing rituals that I'd have to survive.  Both of the older guys saw my expression and one of the leaders said "Remember, I said 'no means no' so we don't force anyone to do anything they don't want to do.  But... Several of our members were excited to hear that you were a top.  Most of them are on the other side.  A few wanted to show their appreciation."

"I hope your balls are full" the Daddy said as Jared and Wolf came up next to him.  "Do you like to see the audience or face away?" he then asked.  I realized that the whole group was going to watch me do something sexual.  There was a lump in my throat but I felt my cock twitch too.  Performance anxiety had never been a problem but I'd never had more than a couple guys watch me either.

"Face them, I guess" I replied and got three big smiles in return.  They walked me over a few paces to a couple large shipping crates on the floor.  I turned so they were at my back and the three guys were facing me.  Several guys came over and they made a semi-circle behind Jared, Wolf and Daddy.  While I glanced around at the guys I heard a few off to the side still fooling around a short distance away.   When I looked back, I saw the three on their knees right in front of me.

I took a deep breath before I reached down and unbuckled my belt.  As soon as I did that, the three on their knees got closer.  It was a position I'd never been in before.  I'd had one three way where a friend of mine and I tag teamed a guy, but I never had three guys wanting to suck me at the same time.  It was part dream and part nightmare.  I didn't want to disappoint any of these guys but I only had experience with one of them and the other two I thought were tops.  Jared sensed my uncertainty and was the first to move in.

He unbuttoned my jeans and then unzipped them before tugging down both my jeans and underwear.  I'll admit that I was aroused at the situation even though I had no idea what was going to happen.  Wolf said "Oh fuck yeah" once my stiff cock sprung free from my underwear.  Jared gave a few licks over the hard cock and then swallowed it down.  Both Wolf and Daddy came a bit closer and I knew what their plan was.  I left Jared bobbing on my cock for a couple minutes and then pulled out, turned my body to face Daddy and looked down at him.  He gave a quick grin and then went to work.

None of the guys that had ever gone down on me had a big beard.  Most were clean shaven, some with scruff and a few had trimmed facial hair.   The closest was a guy at school who was about thirty with a two or three inch goatee, but that's all he had, not even a mustache or soul patch.  It was an interesting experience, feeling all of daddy's beard against my legs while he sucked every inch of my cock into his mouth.  Daddy knew what he was doing and he made sure that my cock knew what his lips, tongue and throat felt like.  Like Jared, I let him go for a few minutes before I gently pulled him off.

That left Wolf.  I was sure when I met him that he was a total top.  His comment about the group needing more tops when I was looking at the bike led me to think he wanted more tops to help him out.  His attitude when I looked at the bike he was selling was so assertive that I just assumed his preferred role.   Tonght, Wolf had his hair pulled back with an black elastic thing, but his wavy hair didn't let it be a normal pony tail.  I'd never thought about it before but it would be easy to grab on to if I ever fucked him.  Wolf sucked a lot like Daddy had, easily taking my cock into his throat and massaging it with his tongue.  He got more intense and then backed off, making sure he got to suck me for more than a minute.  While he was damn good at sucking dick, I still pictured him as a top when fucking was concerned, or maybe versatile.

I was getting close and I realized that I probably wasn't going to be able to give each a load.  With a soft push on Wolf's head I moved back to Jared.  The decision to deprive Jared of tasting my cum on his tongue was easy.  He'd tasted it on a few of our hookups, but most had gone in his ass.  If there was anyone that I wanted to impress, it was Daddy since he was one of the leaders of the group.  But I also wanted to prove my mettle to Wolf.  While my mind was being distracted by Jared, I was able to hatch a plan that I hoped would be good for everyone.

My hand pushed Jared back, which based on his expression, surprised him.  My spit covered dick slid across Wolf and then Daddy's face, once in each direction.  Both had their mouths open which was perfect for me.  A stab into Wolf's mouth was followed by me doing the same to Daddy.  When I went back to Wolf's face, his tongue was out and he was staring back at me.  His eyes were locked to my face and I doubt he saw my hand move behind his head.  Curling my fist around his tail, I roughly fucked his mouth a few times before turning over to Daddy.  His bald head left nothing to grab on to but with my hand cupped around the back of his head I was able to pull his face down on my dick.

I'm sure many guys have had the pleasure of drilling his face before they came in his mouth and I was going to be the latest.  One more tug and I had my cock in his throat.  He flexed around my cock and that pushed me over the edge.  I pulled back so the first rope of jizz filled his mouth.  While I could have stood there letting my balls empty in his mouth, I wanted to share so the withdrawal of my shaft continued, slipping past his lips and shooting the next pulse of cum over his hair covered cheeks.

Normally, I hate to waste my seed, it usually goes either down a guy's throat or into his ass.   But, in order to share my load between these two guys, some cum was going to have to get spilled.  The second pulse was almost ending when I dragged the tip over on to Wolf's face.  His tongue sought out my cock and was rewarded with shot number three coating it as I stuffed the rigid shaft into his mouth.  I vaguely heard a bunch of different sounds around me - groans, moans, gasps and such, but I was focused on the two studs in front of me.

The grip of Wolf's hair was still in my left hand and I used it to push him back on my cock.  Like Daddy, he flexed his throat around my cock, coaxing another shot out that went straight down his throat.  While my hand let loose of Wolf's tail, he stayed down with his face in my pubes while he worked his tongue over my cock.  Reluctantly, I pulled back, dragging my still hard cock past his lips.  My gaze turned to Daddy and I saw he was watching every move I made.  I was able to get my cock back into his mouth just as the last pulse shot out, pumping a little more cum into his waiting mouth.

Daddy kept nursing on my cock, draining every drop he could get.  The shaft did soften a little, but he worked it enough so that it didn't get totally soft.  My balls, however, needed a break.   When I looked up, I first saw Jared's face which showed a mixture of disappointment and shock.  I'm sure he wished that he had gotten at least a little spunk, but I also had never been that controlling when we played.  I may have been getting closer once I saw he liked it, but I had ramped it up several notches tonight.  When he saw me look at him, though, a big grin came over his face.

When I knew Jared was ok with not getting fed my seed, I looked around at the guys that had circled behind Wolf and Daddy.  Almost all of them had smiles or grins and I think some were looking forward to playing with me.  A few seconds later, I realized the three in front of me were waiting for permission to get up.  I chuckled since that wasn't a scene that I was used to and all of them were older than me.  A smile and a nod was all it took for Wolf and Daddy to rise back to their feet, but I had to tell Jared verbally.

"I think you're going to fit in with us just fine" Daddy said and Wolf nodded in agreement.  The dynamic changed quickly back to all of us being peers which was a giant relief.  The rest of the evening I spent meeting the other guys.  It didn't take long before I had figured out who were the bottoms and who were the tops.  Some I couldn't pin down, like Wolf, and assumed they were the versatile ones.  That was something I had never tried.  While I had been fucked a couple times when I was younger, it wasn't my preferred sexual act.  No, if someone was getting fucked it wasn't going to be me.