Bikers

JD was not your average gay man and in fact, had few gay friends. JD wasn’t one of those ‘homophobic homosexuals’ who cringed whenever an overtly effeminate guy flapped his wrists about, because he was simply to laidback for that kind of reaction. He did, however, enjoy being a man and all the things that your average guy enjoys. He loved outdoor activities and watched all kinds of sports incessantly, both live and on television. Ladies fashion, interior design, and who wore what outfit to the Oscars left him stone-cold. Above all else, JD’s motorbike was the total passion in his life.

His 500cc motorbike was one of the famous Japanese brands, and the joy of riding in the country on Saturdays and Sundays was the highlight of his existence. In addition, the black riding outfit that he had spent a fortune on made him feel like a superhero, every time he eyed himself in the mirror before departing on one of his trips.

In the large town where JD lived, which had delusions of being a city, the main gay bar in the place was off limits to him. The reason being that on his first and only visit, he had spotted a guy from work. Fortunately, the man had not seen him before he made a quick exit. In towns where gossip was in abundance, one could never be too careful.

Fortunately, however, his sex life wasn’t too bad despite his restrictions. JD had discovered a cruising spot and as a result, developed quite a few fuck-buddies. These were mostly straight married guys, who JD had a preference for. He never frequented the place on weekends when activity was at its peak. The reason for this was that the police were also at their most active at these times.

Embarrassing stories of men being ‘caught’ often featured in the local newspaper. Because JD lived close to the cruising spot he was also able to invite the contacts he made back to his home, thereby avoiding the risk of being caught for public indecency.

When he really liked a guy at the cruising spot, phone numbers were swapped and these regulars would then pop by his home after work for a quick drink, from time to time.

Although JD was content with his sex life, what he didn’t know as yet was that he would shortly be embarking on a ride into the country that would substantially change his life.

One Saturday morning as JD approvingly glanced in mirror admiring his ‘superhero’ outfit, he was looking forward to the long ride that lay ahead of him.

An hour after departing, JD pulled off at a gas station to buy a cold drink. As he rode up there were five large cruiser motorcycles parked to the side, with three large men standing next to them. They were all wearing their helmets and chatting to one another through their lifted visors. Two of the three men were on the hefty side, something that never deterred JD. He certainly wasn’t into obesity, but a few of the large alphas he had encountered at the cruising spot in the past had really excited him.

JD particularly enjoyed the masculine body language of the three bikers. In his imagination he had often fantasized about being pinned down by a group rough tops and vigorously gangbanged.

After removing his helmet, JD shook his head about, loosening his shoulder length chestnut hair. As he did so he was aware of the three faces observing him. JD couldn’t really gauge their expressions because their faces were somewhat distorted by the padding inside their helmets, but the fact they had looked at him gave him a real buzz. JD, nevertheless, was a realist and was sure that once he entered the shop he would most probably also encounter their girlfriends.

Upon entering the shop, however, JD only detected two other men wearing motorbike gear. Both guys had their helmets off and were tall and really good-looking. The one sported a Mohican hairstyle and the other, obviously a Viking fan, had the back of his head shaved clean with short-cropped hair on the front of his head. Both had substantial moustaches. Other than them, there were no women dressed in motorbike gear in the shop.

As JD was paying for his beverage, the two other bikers settled their bill at a second cashier next to him, before they all simultaneously exited the shop. After heading off in the same direction, JD eventually stood next to his bike and consumed his cold drink.

Next, the guy with the Mohican hairstyle then moved toward him and struck up a conversation.

“Hi, I’m Phil,” he stated, introducing himself.

“JD,” JD replied.

“That’s a fine looking bike you have,” Phil then declared.

“Thanks. Of course it not in the league of your bikes,” JD countered, gesturing with his head at the five bikes parked close to him.

“Mine’s the Norton V4 RR,” Phil proudly stated, pointing at his ride.

“Wow, that’s a real masterpiece,” JD exclaimed.

With an acknowledging smile, Phil then asked, “So, where are you headed?”

“Ah, nowhere really… I am just out on my weekly Saturday ride,” JD replied with a shrug.

Phil then went on to tell JD that he and his buddies were off to a cabin where they often spent the weekend. “We like getting away from civilization and chilling from time to time,” Phil concluded.

By now, the first three guys that JD had seen had removed their helmets and along with the other man JD had also seen in the shop, started moving closer.

The two bulky men both had shaved heads and goatees. The third, formerly helmeted guy had a thick mop of brown hair that was pulled back into a ponytail, in addition to an impressive full beard.

General introductions now followed. The guy with the Viking hairstyle was Rocco. The two hefty guys were Ace and Jax. The ponytail man’s name was Zane. JD would happily have had sex with anyone of the five men. They were all very suited to his taste and he felt like he had just arrived in a testosterone dreamland. Added to this, they were all extremely engaging.

Eventually interrupting the general banter, Phil asked, “Do you have any specific destination in mind today, JD?”

“No… not really,” JD replied, again shrugging.

“Well, why don’t you follow us and stop over at the cabin for a drink?” Phil suggested, followed by enthusiastic murmurs of consent from the other four guys.

“I really don’t want to encroach on your outing,” JD awkwardly replied.

“Nonsense,” Phil answered with welcoming open arms, before resuming, “Come along and see the place for yourself. It’s really a fantastic spot.” Another mutter of universal encouragement immediately followed from the other men. Happily outgunned, JD shortly took off with his five new buddies.

As they rode toward their destination JD giggled to himself. From the expressions of the guys as they had interacted earlier, JD had a very strong feeling that these might be ‘fuck-buddies,’ out on a dirty weekend. Their demeanour and friendliness had definitely gone beyond the normal banter of regular straight men. JD practically had a hard-on all the way as the rode, frantically hoping that had not misread the situation.

Forty-five minutes later they arrived at their destination. The cabin was ensconced in a beautiful woodland area and the structure was rustic, but very modern on the inside, as JD would soon see.

Outside, to the one side, there was a magnificent natural rock pool that looked like it had been gifted by nature. Inside, the three bedroom layout could easily accommodate eight people, given the fact that two of the sofas in the lounge were sleeper couches. The two bathrooms were enormous and the kitchen was state of the art, with the largest two refrigerators that JD had ever seen.

The place belonged to an old buddy of Rocco’s. For a fee, Rocco’s buddy fully stocked the place with alcohol and food for their visits. The biker’s only chore was to prepare their own meat during their stay, because Rocco’s friend’s wife even went as far as filling the fridge with salads for their weekends.

During Rocco’s conducted tour, all the other guys all settled in and soon were only wearing shorts and t-shirts. Any ambivalence about the sexuality of new buddies was completely dispelled upon the completion of his tour, when JD saw the slogan on Ace’s t-shirt.

In bold print it stated, ‘I didn’t choose to be homosexual, I just got lucky’.

Upon seeing his focus on Ace’s t-shirt, Phil said, “Well, I suppose can clearly now see that we all bat for the other side. I hope that’s not a problem for you?”

“No, not at all,” JD quickly answered, before qualifying, “So do I.”

“Whew, what a relief,” Phil then countered with a broad smile.

By now they had all swiftly consumed their first beers. When Phil offered JD another, he declined, before saying, “I still have to ride home today, so I’d better not.”

“Do have plans for this evening?” Phil then asked.

“No, not really, but I don’t want to encroach on your weekend,” JD qualified.

“Fuck, buddy, as you can see we have more than enough room. Why don’t you stay and ride home with us tomorrow?” Phil suggested.

“I really don’t want to impose,” JD answered.

“Fuck that, it will be our pleasure to have you here. Believe me, there is far than enough food and it’s all been paid for. Please stay,” Phil replied as another beer was thrust into JD’s hand.

JD had scarcely shrugged his shoulders before Phil announced, “JD will be spending the night,” to roars of consent from the other guys.

Following on that, because of the heat all the guys decided that it was time to get into the pool. Unceremoniously, they now all began removing all their clothing as Phil advised that JD should follow suit. As JD observed them while doing so, he thought that I had arrived in a masculine utopia. There was enough ink on their five bodies to rewrite the bible.

By the time JD was fully naked and approaching the pool that they were all immersed in, a chorus of wolf-whistles resounded, to JD’s great embarrassment and delight.

Shortly, Ace was pinned against the side of the pool as Jax took up station behind him. “You must excuse these two,” Phil advised, before resuming, they live together and fuck like randy rabbits all the time.”

After Jax penetrated Ace, Ace commenced grunting loudly as Jax began fucking Ace vigorously.

Next, Rocco and Phil moved to either side of JD and started kissing him as they caressed JD’s body. Before him, Zane lowered his body under the water and soon JD felt his cock encased in Zane’s mouth.

JD had difficulty processing the incredible happenstance that had befallen him. This was definitely turning out to be the greatest weekend ride he had ever been on.

A couple of minutes later, as Zane’s head once more immerged out of the water he looked at Rocco and Phil, before suggesting; “Rock, paper, scissors?”

JD was totally perplexed by this and watched in confusion as Phil and Rocco played the first three rounds. After Rocco won, he and Zane then competed and again, Rocco won. When JD’s body was turned and Rocco moved in behind him, the penny finally dropped.

After Rocco entered JD’s backside and commenced fucking him, JD could see Phil and Zane competing for who would be fucking him next.

Once Rocco had unloaded, Zane took up station and commenced hammering JD’s butt. Ace and Jax then languidly got out of the pool and slowly headed indoors. By now, Zane was in full stride in JD’s backside and being egged on by Phil.

“Hurry up Zane, the main show will best starting in a few minutes from now,” Phil urged.

Compliantly, Zane soon unloaded. Phil now went hell for leather as he began frantically fucking JD. JD was rather pleased that Phil was up last, because his dick was substantially larger than the other two.

No sooner had Phil cum, before manic sounds began emanating from indoors.

As buzz of excitement then began stemming from the trio as they encouraged JD to hastily join them indoors.

In the lounge, Ace was on all fours in the doggy position with a large bath sheet under him, while Jax’s fist solidly plowed his arse. Although JD had obviously known about this practice, having seen it on video before, he had never seen it being performed live. JD was totally awestruck by the spectacle before him.

With a smile, Phil then looked at JD and suggested, “Why don’t you sit over there and enjoy the show?” as he pointed to a comfy chair with a side-on view.

JD instantly complied with his suggestion.

Next, Rocco and Phil knelt in front of Ace. As Ace’s head commenced moving from side to side as he started sucking their dicks, Zane knelt behind Jax and began fingering Jax’s arse. Because JD had only indulged in two threesomes in the past, this new dynamic was totally mind-blowing to him. Added to that, the ever-increasing masculine banter enhanced JD’s visual entertainment.

The following sequence of events took JD to a level of excitement that he had never imagined possible, as Jax now began coaxing a distended red fleshy prolapse from Ace’s manhole. JD watched in astonishment as several inches emerged gradually from Ace’s portal. The bloated tube was incredible and JD couldn’t believe the excitement that now overcame him. What thrilled him even more was when Zane and Jax lowered their heads, and commenced licking the plump sleeve with veneration.

At this point, JD was hyperventilating with horniness as he violently plucked on his knob.

Looking at JD, Zane then commanded, get over here and seed this arse.

In a flash, JD moved behind Ace and after gripping hold of the prolapse with his thumbs and index fingers, pulled it over his cock. Following on that, JD’s hand enfolded the tube before his hand commenced a frantic shuffle. Never before in JD’s life had he ever experienced anything more erotic. Completely over-stimulated at this stage, JD shrieked as his dick pumped his spunk into Ace’s distended channel.

Magically, even more gratification soon followed when JD was told to lie on his back with his head directly under red nozzle.

Next, one after the other the four guys now began to plow the cylinder. As each one came in turn, the small trickle of foamy discharge escalated into an ever escalating stream of jizz. Not only was the sight of what JD was seeing unbelievable, but the constant supply of spunk he was ingesting was extraordinary.

After the fourth and final guy had cum, JD was in for another treat when Ace repositioned his body slightly, before the magical tube was offered to his mouth. As JD sucked on it he became aware that Ace had commenced retracting the tube back into his portal. When only the puffy lips of his arse were left for JD to lap upon, Ace vigorously started plucking on his knob. When Ace’s climax finally arrived, he once more repositioned his body and shot his load directly into JD’s mouth.

Thereafter, the guys all returned to the pool where they remained for the next few hours.

Later that day, after the fire was lit supper was soon underway.

In a relaxed atmosphere, the men had a wonderful dinner and enjoyed one another’s company. JD was in seventh heaven as the conversation alternated from motorbikes to tattoos. All five men strongly suggested JD simply had to have tattoos and a multitude of suggestions were made in this regard, as mobile phones were continually proffered to him.

What delighted JD most, was how he was accepted by all these guys, and was almost as if he had been adopted into their brotherhood. What thrilled him most was how he was continually groped, hugged, and kissed throughout the evening.

When bedtime finally approached, JD was given a clear agenda of what lay ahead. Having gone into raptures about the fisting episode from earlier on, Ace suggested that he and JD should retire a little earlier to explore this practice on a one to one basis. Being the only fulltime couple, Ace and Jax were always allotted the main bedroom with the massive king-sized bed during these visits, and this is where JD and Ace headed off to.

Shortly, Ace was again on all fours awaiting JD’s attention. JD had taken special note of Jax’s afternoon routine and in no time had his hand firmly embedded in Ace’s backside. Although JD had never before even thought about fisting, the sensation he was now experiencing was totally awesome. The combination of warmth and the silky folds of flesh enveloping his hand felt heavenly. JD knew that henceforth, this was definitely going to be a practice he would indulge in.

As JD continued to manipulate his hand in the tunnel of ecstasy, he asked, “How do you cope with the pain? Because I would love to experience what this feels like.”

“The initial bit of discomfort is well worth the pleasure that follows. Of course, I also take a special pill that really helps me to relax as well,” Ace clarified.

“Would you be prepared to teach me? JD inquired.

“Sure, but we need to take our time and really take things very slowly. Tonight wouldn’t be ideal in my opinion, but when we get back to civilization, you can give a call when you are ready and come over to my place when it suits you,” Ace enthusiastically proffered.

“You’ll definitely be hearing from me,” JD fervently replied.

As JD happily continued to work his hand in Ace’s backside, he was overwhelmed by the depth that his forearm was attaining, until it finally disappeared up all the way to his elbow. In addition, the thrill of opening his hand to caress Ace’s inner sanctum, before closing his fingers and balling them into a fist to pummel Ace’s sphincter was sensational. To JD, it was the most glorious buzz he had ever enjoyed. Ace simply let JD fiddle to his heart’s content as Ace groaned and grunted his approval.

Not long after, JD’s heart began to flutter as the crimson protuberance began to emerge from Ace’s backside. Once more, JD hand commenced caressing the captivating cylinder. Unable to resist, JD now knelt down and let his mouth savour the texture of the fleshy tube. As JD’s lashing tongue lapped Ace’s distended spout, his hands cuddled the fabulous fillet of gratification.

Next, after once more pulling Ace’s exposed crimson tunnel over his dick, JD commenced fondling his sheathed phallus.

During this process, the other four men returned to the room. In a flash, a mass of writhing bodies were on the huge bed, gyrating in carnal ecstasy. In this melee, JD soon found his backside being occupied by Ace and his mouth encompassing Jax’s dick.

For the next hour the blissful blur ensued, accompanied by a loud chorus of grunts and groans.

When they had all finally unloaded, the panting group left for the living area to enjoy a few more beers.

As the stood around chatting, JD asked Ace how long the enlargement of his prolapse had taken. Ace then briefly gave him a description of pump he had used for the successful distention. In conclusion, Ace also promised to show JD how this happened when he visited Ace and Jax in the future.

When all the men starting talking about heading off to bed a little later on, Phil asked JD to remain with him in the lounge.

JD’s incredible day was now further magnified as Phil displayed his prowess as an unbelievable lover. JD was fucked from every angle and in every position imaginable. What JD particularly liked was Phil’s very rough approach and for most of the time it felt like he was in a wrestling match where the winner takes it all. Totally worn out, JD and Phil finally fell asleep.

Early the following morning, JD was ushered off to the pool, where Phil once more fucked him hard at the edge. To JD’s great joy, when the others joined them, Ace lay on the edge of the pool in front of JD, once more offering the mesmerizing prolapse to him. As JD smeared his face on the red tube of wonder, one by one, the other guys fucked him once Phil had cum. As Jax, who was the last one to fuck him was cumming, JD’s arm, right up to his elbow, was stuck in Ace’ butt as Ace spewed his spunk all over his stomach.

After a very leisurely brunch, they all helped out cleaning dishes and tidying up before departing.

As they rode back home all JD could think about was visiting Ace and Jax later that week. JD simply knew that he on the verge of becoming a fisting junkie.