Date: Wed, 27 Jul 2005 08:21:30 -0700 (PDT) From: BlueEagle Feathers Subject: The Bike Ride The usual disclaimers and such. The Bike Ride When I was a kid growing up, many times during the summer, the only thing us boys wore were tank tops, shorts and tennis shoes. And coming from a big family, there were often times, when us me and my brothers didn't wear under pants during the hot summer months. I was thirteen years old, when I had my first experience. Like most summers back in my younger days, it was hot, and as usual I just worn my shorts, tank top and sneakers. It was mid August, hottest month of the summer season. We also had a ten oclock curfew from my mom and dad. All our friends had to go home, and we had to come in the house, or at least be in the yard. In my neighborhood, at that time, there weren't many street lights, maybe at the most 4 street lights for the whole street, and with the shade of the trees, the streets were still very dark. It was also during that thirteenth year, that I got a brand new twenty inch bike, with one of those long banana seats, and the wheelie bar on it. I loved my bike. Anyways back to the story. Around ten, my mom came out and told everyone they had to go home. I had one friend named David, he was my age, but a few months younger then me. Dark hair, dark eyes., just as skinny as I was. And like me he also wore only shorts sneakers, but no shirt. So when my mom started chasing everyone our the yard to go home, I started to take my bike in the house, when David ask if I would give him a ride home. He lived on the next street over and way down at the other end of the block. My neighborhood had very long streets, and they were dark. Like I said earlier, they only had about 4 street lights on the whole street. I told my mom I was going to give David a ride home on my bike, and she said it was okay, and to come right back. David got on the back of the bike, and pressed really close to me and put both hands on my hips, but I thought nothing of it and started riding. We got to the corner of his street, and started down it. He told me to go slow, cause he wasn't in a hurry to get home. SO I pedaled as slow as I could, with out falling over. As I am riding him, I felt his left hand slide down over my crotch. And I felt it start to get hard. And apparently he noticed to, and rubbed it slowly. Then I felt him push down the back of my shorts with his other hand, and then felt his dick pressing up against my backside. He was hard too. Then I felt his hand slip down the front of my shorts. I wasn't all that big, but it felt so good, him touching me, I almost lost balance on the bike. I could feel him trying to get his dick under me. But because of the seat it was kind of hard to do, so he just kept rubbing his dick into my butt. We got closer to his house, and he told me to pull along side the side, and I did. I stopped the bike in a dark area beside the house, David got off the back, with out taking his hand out of my shorts. I braced myself, with my feet, as David pushed the front of my shorts down, and placed his mouth over my dick, and began to suck on it like a baby bottle. His other hand cupping my nutz, I started to moan cause it felt so good. He took my hand and placed it over his dick, and I started jerking him off, as he continued to suck on me. I could feel myself welling up, like I had to go pee. Then it happened. A squelching yell from the backyard. It was David's mother calling for him to come in. He stopped and went running towards the back of the house, my dick still hard and hanging out. As he goes around the corning, he whispers back, "later dude" and disappears. Boy was I disappointed. My boner didn't go down until I was almost to my back door. That was the first and only time David did that to me. And that was my first time of having someone touch me like that. Anybody wanna ride on the back of my bike? I'm sure I have some baggy shorts somewhere.