Message Sent

BikerBill

I got sent to Las Vegas for four days to attend a work convention. After a long day of walking the convention center and chatting with potential clients, I decided to relax in my room for the evening.

I went back to my room, and changed out of my business attire, took a long shower, threw on some shorts, and laid on my bed. I took out my phone and launched the gay app.

The app had a location indicator that showed how far members were to you. I noticed a member, BikerBill was only 10ft away from my location and decided to check out his profile.

BikerBill was 6’6, 260lbs, 64 years old, 7” cut, very hairy, top, played bareback and loved his motorcycle. From his pictures, he liked to pose nude on his bike and had a beautiful dad bod covered in tattoos.

I decided to message him, “We must be on the same floor and nice bike.” Message Sent.

I received an immediate reply from BikerBill, “I was just checking out your profile as you messaged me. What brings you to Vegas.”

I replied back, “Business trip, and you?” Message Sent.

BikerBill responded, “Just riding through and decided to stop. Riding cross country on my bike. You’re a good looking guy. Wanna meet in the hall?”

I replied, “Cool! Walking out now.” Message Sent.

I got off the bed and walked over to the door of my hotel room. When I opened my door, I immediately noticed the door to the room across from me opened. There stood a very tall, no shirt, wearing black shorts, nicely hairy, and covered in tattoos guy.

“Bill?” I said.

“Yep, it’s me! And right across the hall.” He said.

“Pretty funny!” I replied.

“Hey, wanna come over?” He asked.

I closed the door to my room and went into BikerBill’s room.

“Man, you’re tall!” I said to him.

He laughed and took a seat on the edge of the bed. I took a seat on the other bed opposite him.

We talked for about an hour. BikerBill was from Northern California and riding his bike to Maine then back to California.

“So any hot hookup stories along the way?” I asked him.

“None. It seems a tall, 64-year-old biker guy isn’t everybody’s cup of tea. I haven’t shot a load in some time.” He said, continuing. “I can fuck forever too! Load after load. Not bad for an old guy.” BilkerBill Laughed.

“I never had a double load shot in me!” I replied to him, continuing. “I cum hands-free sometimes and wish the guy fucking me would continue.”

I noticed BikerBill’s erect cock now hung out of the left side of his shorts.

I got down on my knees and began to suck his hard cock. BikerBill leaned back, letting me handle his cock.

“Nice, man.” He softly said with a moan.

I then pulled off his black shorts to make him more comfortable. BikerBill proceeded to lay on his back, his long legs touching the floor and me between his legs working his hard cock with my mouth.

I had my mouth entirely to the base of his cock, deep throating him as my hands felt his hairy torso.

He moaned and said, “Fuck, that feels great, don’t stop.”

I didn’t stop sucking him; his cock tasted great.

After about 15 minutes of sucking his cock, BikerBill pulled me up to him, kissing me deeply. Then he rolled me over onto my back, lying entirely on top of me. I could feel his hairy body against mine as he continued to kiss me.

BikerBill began kissing my neck, ears, chest, and back to my mouth.

I felt different with BikerBill, a deep connection through his kisses.

BikerBill bill whispered to me, “I don’t want to be forward or sound weird, but there’s something about you. It’s electric.”

“I feel the same,” I whispered back to him. He kissed me even more profoundly, and I tightened my grip around his back.

BikerBill moved down my body to my hard cock and began sucking me. He took my 7.5-inch cock fully down his throat. He went on to suck each of my balls until I could feel his wet tongue in my tight hole. I moaned loudly in pleasure and said. “Eat my ass man!”

BikerBill rimmed my ass, tongued my hole, sucked my balls and cock for a good 15 minutes.

BikerBill returned back to my mouth, kissing me, and our kissing continued for awhile.

“Time to fuck you. Slide down to the edge of the bed.” He said to me.

BikerBill stood at the end of the bed and held my legs straight up in the air. I watched as he spit his saliva onto his cock for lube.

I felt BikerBill’s hard cock being to stretch my hole open, and he went entirely in and stopped.

“Fuck guy! Your hole is tight and feels nice and warm around my cock.” He said to me as I laid on my back and legs in the air.

“Your cock feels great in me.” I moaned back.

BikerBill began to gently thrust his cock in me. Very smoothly at first, then faster and harder. Soon he was pounding my hole hard; I could feel his balls against my ass.

“Drill my ass!” I shouted at him.

BikerBill was slamming me hard. He began to push my knees to my chest and kept on pounding me for some time.

Suddenly BikerBill yelled, “here comes my load!” He moaned as he shot inside me and kept fucking me.

The thought of his load in me made me shoot my load and shouted to him, “keep fucking me, I am cumming!”

I exploded a significant load on my stomach.

BikerBill was still hard and kept fucking me. As he continued pounding me, I thought guys are missing out on this great 64-year-old power top, but not me.

BikerBill pulled out of me, rolled me onto my stomach, and shoved his hard cock back in me. Using his first load as extra lube for his cock and my ass.

“You’re going to have trouble walking tomorrow when I am done with your ass!” Said BikerBill as he feverishly pounded my hole.

“Just keep going!” I told him.

BikerBill had me now get on all fours and pounded me more. I loved his cock in me, and he kept on fucking me hard.

“Oh fuck here, come load two!” He yelled and pounded his second seed deep in me.

BikerBill began to finally slow down, his cock sliding out of me, he came and collapsed to the side of me on the bed. He was covered in sweat and breathing heavily.

“Fuck, I enjoyed that man. You drained me. Your ass, ok?” He said with a chuckle.

I could only kiss him and taste the salty sweat on his face.

“A little sore, but worth it!” I said to him.

We both laid on our backs for about an hour. I got up and told BikerBill I should go shower in my room.

“Stay here tonight with me.” He asked.

“Ok, I thought you would never ask!” I said with a smile.

I got into BikerBill’s shower, my ass was sore from his pounding. He later joined me as we stood under the warm water, passionately kissing.