Date: Tue, 02 Nov 2010 20:33:07 -0500 (CDT) From: StewartG Subject: Cross Counrty Adventures of Jon - James Striker the biker I figured Ted the trucker would be asleep for about 4 to 5 hours after he banged me in the back trailer and that would give me time to explore the town of Rocky Ford. I'd been sitting in the truck cab for hours and I needed to work out the cramps in my legs. I starting walking down the main drag, checking out the different stores and people. The town was small and eventually I reached the end of main street. Before me was a large park area located near a small river. The park itself was not impressive, but the guy standing near his motorcycle was majorly hot. The closer I got to the biker, the more my cock grew. The cycle guy was decked out in black leather pants and jacket, which accentuated his dark handsome facial features and his black short cut hair. I strolled up to the biker and led with a typical bogus one liner. " Nice bike you got there". The biker paid no attention as he fiddled with his bike. "Is it a Harley?" I added. "Course it's a Harley ,what are you stup--" he turned towards me and stopped in mid sentence. His dark eyes glared at me like a woman drooling at a beautiful dress in the store window. "Uh, I mean, yeah it's a Harley' he said to me, adding a big grin to boot. "You're not from around here" he continued as his stare lowered to my groin area, which was bursting to be released. "No, just passing through and I have a few hours to kill" I answered. "Wanna go for a ride, sunshine? the biker offered while adjusting his balls. "In more ways than one" I eagerly accepted his offer. The man in leather straddled his bike and kicked it to life. " My name's Striker, James Striker." I placed myself behind him and yelled " I'm Jon Parker" As we headed down the open road, I wrapped my arms around Striker's waist, but once we were clear of other vehicles, I started to massage his chest and legs. Ocassionaly I rubbed his bulge through his leather pants. After many miles of fresh air and endless forest, Striker turned onto a gravel road. The road meandered through the trees and ended at a clearing which contained an old white building, a portion of fencing and lots of cars parts. Striker stopped his bike and allowed me to exit first. " Wow, that really stired my insides, I gotta take a leak" I proclaimed. "Hold onto it sunshine, give me a minute" Striker demanded. My cock got even harder as I watched Striker undress, the sounds of the zippers being pulled down, revealing another piece of naked skin. Once he was naked, he put his hiker boots back on, then leaned against his cycle. His cock was massive and was reaching for the skies. "Okay, Jon I'm ready" Striker announced. "Ready for what" I asked. "I want you to unload on me, you know golden shower, I love it man, gets me so hot" he admitted. What I didn't tell you earlier, was the fact that Professor Cooper and Doug introduced me to this concept, so I eagerly stepped up to Striker and asked him where he wanted it. "Aim for my chest, Jon" Striker answered as he pounded his fists on his pecs. I grabbed my cock and watched the yellow flow fly into the air and splash onto Striker's chest and stomach. "Yeah, do it Jon, piss all over me" Striker yelled as he began to rub my urine all over his body. Striker's excitement modivated me to get on my knees and shove his huge cock into my mouth. I had just started to suck on his junk, when Striker said it was my turn now. Before I could respond, I felt a warm flow fill my mouth, and realized Striker had leaked into my mouth. I collected his piss, then sprayed it back onto his swollen prick and used my hand to stroke his wet shaft. Striker was dumbstruck by my inventive methods, which increased his libido. "God, dam that was hot, Jon" Striker said as he shoved his cock into my mouth and thrust continually without end. Striker's verbal sexual expressions not only got louder and louder, but more profane. His corresponding movements gradually intensified until he discharged his milky load down into my throat. "Wow, Jon, that was fucking sweet. I have never unloaded like that before. Most guys freak out when I mention golden shower. Wadda say we head down to the creek and wash up, then I'll let you fuck me. I beamed with delight. We walked through the trees and came to a stream with flowing knee high water. The water was cool and brisk and our playful banter suddenly turned into a suck and fuck session. Striker gobbled my cock down his throat with an urgent desire, he sucked my meat until it was rock hard and coinsidently that was where we ended up. Striker was laid out on a large flat rock as I pumped my erect pole into his awaiting asshole. Instead of shooting my cum into his canal, I pulled out and stroked my cock until I ejected the contents of my balls onto Striker's chest. Striker again spread my excrement all over his body as he softly moaned. This development excited Striker all over again and soon he had a raging boner, which he immediately inserted into my ass. This hunky biker fucked me hard and long. His restraint was unending and I figured he would pump me all day. I grabbed his pencil eraser tits and squeezed them til he screamed out loud and soon I felt his hot juice fill my hole. We cleaned up at the creek and walked back to the bike. Striker was not happy, when I told him I needed to get back to town, else my ride would leave without me. Reluctantly, he drove me back to the diner. I swore I would look him up if I ever was in the area. Striker told me that he and his bike do a lot of traveling and, he warned me that I may meet him again when I least expect it. Striker watched as I climbed into Ted's truck, then he sped off in a cloud of dust. Ted asked loudly " Is that you, Jon" "Yeah" I answered as I realized that closing the door probably woke Ted up. "Sorry, man I didn't mean to wake you" I apologized. "You can make it up to me, come on in here and give me one of your special blowjobs" Ted requested. I crawled into the cab and noticed Ted had a major erection, I lowered my lips onto his member and sucked him off. After Ted fed me his massive manjuice, he got dressed and we got a bite to eat at the diner. As we continued our journey, Ted inquired about my free time. I just smiled and said I was window shopping. As I traveled towards home, I could have swore I saw a cream colored Harley motorcycle in the rear view mirror...