Date: Fri, 15 Oct 2010 19:18:28 +1030
From: Dean Conroy <deantatts@hotmail.com>
Subject: Biker 3

It was a few weeks after me and Al had the ride. I finished work one and
went to the pub with a couple of mates. I sank a few beers and then headed
for my place but on the way needed a piss so I stopped at another bar to
use the toilet Then I figured I would have another beer. This bar was more
for business guys and I was the only guy in there in work gear. This older
dude in a suit comes up and stands near where I am and started up talking
to me. We talked about the usual stuff, bit of sport and what we did. And
he bought me another beer. He was from out of town and I guessed he was
looking for a bit of company. He seemed like a ok guy so when he said he
was going to get a feed I went along with him. We grabbed a couple of
burgers and had another couple of beers and next thing he says come on back
to my hotel for this bottle of scotch he’s got. So I thought why not.

We get to his hotel and have a few shots and by this time he’s got rid of
his jacket and tie and I’m down to my t shirt. He’s sitting beside me when
out of nowhere he puts his hand on my leg. I looked at him and say hey man
I’m not into it and he says to me I’ll give you $50 if you let me blow
you. I wasn’t all that pissed but I’d had enough so I figured what the
hell. He pulled out a fifty I stuck it in my jeans undid my jeans and down
he went on me. He got between my legs running his hands up under my t shirt
over my stomach and chest. He was sucking on my nuts and my cock, licking
my stomach and rubbed his face in my pubes. He got up and stripped off then
went back to working me over and beating off.  He sank my sweaty cock all
the way down his throat giving me great head til I was ready to blow. He
blew the same time and he drank all my cum down. He shot his cum over his
hand and says if he gives me another $50 could he wipe it on my
workboots. And I thought hell why not. It was easy good money. So he does
and then the fucker gets down and licks it off my boots. I buckled up, had
another shot of scotch and left.

Come Saturday I’m with the guys at the pub, Al’s there too and we’re
sitting there talking about the bikes and stuff. I don’t know maybe I was
just pushing things but when the other guys were not at our table I told Al
I’d made an easy $100. he says yeah, how’d you do that and I gave him a
quick sotry of how the business dude had blown me. Al gave me this look
like he’s not thinking about anything and just says do I want a beer and he
goes to the bar.

I watched him walk away. Like me he was in his bike gear and I could see
his hell of a build. I could smell his sweat and checked out the way his
leather jacket stretched across his shoulders and how his jeans sat tight
over his arse and the stacked cock and balls of his crutch got the blood
pounding into my cock. It was easy to remember the way I’d held him down
that first time, leaned over his muscular back and rooted him into my bitch
and I felt like dragging him down on the floor of the bar right then and
there and raping his butch arse again.  He came back, sat down and put one
leg up over the arm of the chair beside him. His legs went wide and I could
see the shape of his balls on one side of his leg and the shape of his cock
down the other leg of his jeans. He scratched at his chest and asked me how
much money I’d taken from the dude.

I told him the full amount and he sat silent for a while. Then he asked me
if I’d pay him money. I took a while to answer, but finally said if that’s
what it took I’d be willing. He sort of smiled and took a few mouthfuls of
his beer and I did the same. I reckon we were both figuring it out as it
went along. I never figured it would come to me giving my best mate money
to get my fat cock up what had been his tight virgin arse til I’d buggered
him those two times. Al put his beer down and his hands behind his head and
stretched. That’s when I really figured I would go for it. I put my beer
down stood up and just said my place. He nodded and followed me out of the
bar.

Riding home was wild. We rode like crazy men racing each other round
corners and between the cars. He got there first and when I pulled up
beside him and took my helmet off he grinned and said I was a bit slow. I
told him we’d see about that and after we got the bikes put away we went
inside.

I was walking close behind him sniffing at his body smell. Just inside the
door he stopped and turned to face me. We grabbed each other in a bear hug
and I could feel every muscle of his body tight and hard. I nuzzled into
his neck tasting his skin and the oil and sweat as he bit into the flesh of
my neck. Our crutches ground into each other with both of our cocks hard as
hell in our jeans. I felt his hands working at the buttons of my crutch
then his hand trying to pull my cock out. I was hard as a rock and it was
no way it was coming out without me doing it so I reached down and twisted
the full fat 8 inches out and dragged my balls out as well. Al’s hands
started tugging on the shaft of my tool then he looked me dead in the eyes
and said how much would I pay for him to suck on me.

I said fifty bucks and he gave me a bit of a grin and he went down on his
knees and rubbed his face into the crutch of my dirty jeans where I’d
smeared the sex juices from his arse the night under the bridge. Then he
took my big purple knob in between his lips and started to suck on me. I
got my hands on his head and feeling the stubble of his buzz cut and the
stubble of his beard was hot and way different from some soft haired chick
down there working me over.  Al’s lips and tongue was working my tool
slowly from my knob over my shaft. His mouth was working me up and down the
shaft each time he was getting to take more in til I was fucking his sweet
mouth all the way to the back while his hands were tugging on my big
nuts. I was going through the roof I was so hot for him.

We’d only just started and I was keen to use him completely so I slid my
cock out then he got up off his knees and said it was time to go into the
bedroom, We got in there and the first thing was I pulled out my wallet
took out the fifty bucks for the cock sucking he’d given me and pushed it
into his jeans. Then I stripped off til I was just in my jeans and boots
and my cock and balls still hanging out of the fly. Al stripped off the
same and pulled his own big cock and his balls out through the fly of his
jeans and we started to run our hands over each other’s body and pulling on
our cocks and balls. The smell of our sweat was real strong. I was ready to
fuck him and put my hand down over his arse but he stopped me and what he
said was if I wanted to fuck and work him over like he was my whore I had
to pay.

I ran my fingers through the patch of hair across his chest up over his
shoulder and round his neck and got my other hand around the cheeks of his
arse and pulled him close to me. There was no way I was going to be able to
stop myself from nailing his tight butch body under me. The first time I’d
got into his arse I’d more or less had to rape him, and the second time
though he’d been pissed when he dropped his jeans and put his arse out for
me I’d rooted him hard over his bike much the same. This time I wanted to
fuck him so hard he’d be screaming. I was going to take my time and
basically if it was costing me get my moneys worth.

I fished another fifty I had stashed in the drawer and pushed it in his
jeans with the other fifty. Then I grabbed him round his waist and got my
mouth on his jaw and started to suck on his sweaty stubble. He groaned and
took my cock in his hand then leaned his head down into my neck. I got his
belt open and his jeans pushed down. He turned round and showed me his
arse. No woman’s cunt I’d rooted ever looked that hot. He got up on his
knees on the edge of the bed I licked the sweat off the tatts on his back
and I licked lower into his arse crack. His man smell was really ripe. I’ve
licked a lot of chick’s pussy but this was the first time I went with my
tongue for a guy’s arsehole but when Al put his arse out I just dived right
in and licked into that tight little hole between his cheeks I was aching
to get into him so much I went into his arse with my tongue licking and
pushing into it tasting his body and slobbering it wet. He was groaning and
pushing back on me. I got up and pulled his arse cheeks apart and leaned my
knob on his little hole. I worked up a mouthful and spat down onto his hole
and over my cock and grabbed his hips then pushed my knob up against his
hole. Al flinched and groaned as the pain of his tight arse being
penetrated hit him. I kept hold of him and pushed some more. His hole was
so tight the flesh of my cock was stretched to burning but knowing I was
the only man who’d ever rooted my biker’s mate arse made me horny as all
hell. I rubbed my hands over his body and kept on pushing into him. He was
shaking with the pain of my fat cock squeezing into him opening up his
hole. He was groaning and saying, rape me rape my arse. I slowly drove the
rest of my cock all the way through his tight hole to the hilt into him and
he fell forward crying out. I drove harder into him telling him I was gonna
rape him like my whore and he groaned while I humped my tool out then deep
into him. He tried to get up but I got my forarm over the back of his neck
held him down and bit into his back slamming my solid tool up his arse. He
started trying to roll away but his tight jeans round his legs and the
weight of my body kept him where I had him while my body kept slamming my
big fat cock into his raped hole. Money or whatever, he was getting it like
I wanted to use him. I was already dripping with sweat. Then he collapsed
under me all the fight out of him and I got him by those big muscle
shoulders of his using them for a hold and nailed him hard onto the
bed. Every time I drove deep up his arse he groaned, rape me, rape me. I
power fucked him for a minute then pulled out and stood up. He lay there
breathing hard til I flipped him over. I somehow got his boots off and
dragged off his jeans then got between his hairy legs pulled them up and
found his sweet, sticky hole again.  As I sank my cock between his legs and
into his body his legs and arms wrapped round me and pulled me deeper than
I was. It was sinking into fuck heaven and I arched my body driving in hard
to the hilt until I could feel my belt buckle and the metal studs grinding
into his crutch crushing his balls under me. I hammered into him at the
same time while I called him my slut whore. His hands raked across my back
ripping into my skin with him saying again, rape me you bastard. I pulled
my knob near out of his hole and then buried myself to the hilt over and
over again up his arsehole.

He was biting my neck and abusing me for bitching him, one second trying to
fight me off then licking my tatts where the sweat was running down over my
chest. His tight hole was clamped round my fat 8 inches of meat like a
vice. The pressure in my balls was close to blowing. I used my cock from
every angle I could, getting my big knob filling every part of his hot hole
while he was growling in my ear, growling as I raped his hole then I’m
burying my teeth into his neck I started to swamp his hole with the ton of
sperm I’d built up in my big balls. I shot my load into him filling his
arse with my seed. Al was the first man I’d ever fucked and now for the
third time my mate was getting his butch virgin arsehole filled with my
thick sperm. I pumped and pumped my sperm up him shuddering all over my
body as I felt the hot flesh of his hole fill with my hot sticky juice as
it swamped round my pumping cock then I fell off him and rolled onto my
back. Al got up on his knees over me and took my thick juicy shaft in his
hands and wiped his arse juice into the crutch of my jeans then he swung
round and straddled me with his hole right in front of my face. I drove my
tongue into his hole sucking and licking tasting his juice and mine. Al
opened his mouth and sucked the rest of my cum out while he pulled on his
cock his big hairy balls belting against my chest til he blew huge thick
wads of his cum all over my body. He lay down next to me and looked at
me. We both knew that we’d gone a hell of a way down the arse fucking
track. I reached out and ran my hand over his sweaty body and through his
arse crack then wiped more of the the juices into my mouth. We both stank
of sweat and sex. Al grabbed his jeans off the floor and pulled out the
$100 and rubbed it into where his cum had spurted on my chest. Then he said
I could have it back if I licked it so I grabbed his hand and did just
that. I reckon that was the greatest money I ever made. The taste of his
seed was like thick salt in my mouth.

We got up, and without saying much got back into our bike gear and rode
back to the bar. The guys there figured we’d been out having a feed. We
just bought another round of beers, sat down and looked round the bar. A
couple of our mates came over to join us and before I knew it we were back
talking bikes, chicks and football. But I could taste and smell Al’s body
every time I lifted my beer.