Date: Thu, 14 Aug 2008 12:30:30 -0700
From: Wolf pomo <whitewold999@icqmail.com>
Subject: Servicing Bikers (gay / adult youth, bb/M..., bM, bbb/MMMM)

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		     Servicing Bikers
			    By
			   Wolf

	It was a dark night when Eric and Tommy decided
to take a shortcut down an alley on their way home
after watching a triple feature at the local theater.
They had snuck out of Tommy's house without telling
his parents they were going to the movies.  They had
thought they would be home before his parents would
have gotten home.  They were not even troubled
about getting caught because they knew seeing a
Star Wars I, II and III would be worth any
punishment.

	They had been best friends from the time they
were just children.  When they started school they
relied on each other for help with homework and
support against bullies.  Eric was the brighter of the
two and Tommy was a big good natured Irish boy.
They were both third graders and 8-years old that
night.  They were busy reenacting the action in the
three movies they had seen as they walked down the
alley.

	They were so excited about their telling of the
action that they didn't even notice the glow of
cigarettes in the entrance of one of the old brick
buildings.   It was not until their path was blocked by
a bunch of tough looking guys stepped out to block
their path that they became concerned.

	The boys had no idea how old they were.  They
could have been teenagers or men in their 40's as far
as they knew.  It was hard to make out their faces in
the dark.  All they knew was that they were
frightened by the sight of these guys.  They looked
so menacing standing there.

	They all had on black motorcycle jackets.  The
leader even had on leather jeans and the rest had on
dirty cotton blue jeans.  When the leader took a drag
on his cigarette before talking the red glow cast a
reddish glow against his face making his face look like
an evil fright mask.  He was standing in their path
with his hands on his hips.  He must have heard their
chatter about the movies.  "What have we got here, a
couple of Jedi Knights?"

	The other tough looking guys laughed at his
joke.  Eric and Tommy looked at each other and
wondered if they should turn around and run or not.
While they were frozen in place the guys circled
them.  They were trapped and had no place to run.

	The leader said, "Should we take these Jedi
into the building and find out if they know how to use
a light saber?"

	The other guys were chuckling as they all voiced
their approval of testing their skill with a light saber.

	Hands grabbed them and dragged them into the
abandoned building.  The building smelled of dust and
urine.  They dragged the protesting boys up the
stairs to the top floor.  It was only a three story
building.  It had been a commercial enterprise on the
ground floor with storage on the second floor and
offices on the third floor.  Most of the windows and
glass had been broken long ago.  What glass remained
was covered with a thick oily gray dust that would
block any sunlight from penetrating.  Most of the
furniture had been removed ages ago.  The only
remaining items had been left behind because they
were distressed enough to render them not worth
the effort to remove them.  Locks had been broken
and drawers pulled out and the remaining papers had
been scattered around the floor.  The old wooden
decks had been carved with initials and rude and
vulgar proclamations from "FUCK YOU to things like
SUE SCUCKS COCL!"

	Eric and Tommy had plenty of time to read the
epitaphs because they were both stripped of all of
their clothes and placed face down over the tops of a
couple of dirty desks.

	The boys were repulsed by the smell of these
guys.  Their clothes and bodies reeked of stale
cigarette smoke and sweat.  Their body odor was
terrible.

	The leader of the group favored Eric because
he was the younger looking and most innocent looking.
He liked the boy's reddish blond hair.  He unzipped
the front of his leather jeans and fished out his long
limp dick and stood in front of the naked boy and
thrust his hips forward into Eric's face.

	Eric could not resist because strong hands were
gripping his legs and arms.  He was forced to endure
having that big uncircumcised cock being thrust into
his face.  The man grabbed a hand full of hair and
pulled his head up in a way that forced Eric to open
his mouth.  He could smell the old leather and the
foul odor of the man's crotch as the cock was forced
into his mouth.

	He was cautioned about what would happen if he
bit the cock as the guy fucked his mouth until his
cock was hard.  The guy said, "Now that you have
tasted my light saber I'm going to show you where it
belongs."

	There was an outburst of laughter from his
posse.  When he stepped back and withdrew his cock
from Eric's mouth, Eric got a look at the desk where
Tommy had been draped over.  He was pleading with
the other group as they stuck their rough fingers up
his asshole.

	The leader was holding his stiff cock in his hand
as he walked around the desk.  Eric could not turn his
head to see what he was doing because another guy
had stuck his cock in his mouth.  This guy didn't smell
any better than the leader.  His foreskin had been
cut off as a baby just as Eric had been cut.  There
was a drop of pre-cum on the opening of the knob as
he stuck it in his mouth.  He was forced to endure
another face fucking.

	Her felt rough hands on his butt.  They were
forcing his butt apart to expose his little pink
rosebud.  The guys were commenting on the fact that
Eric's little pecker was hard and covered with dust
from the desk top.  They were saying that the little
Jedi must like the light sabers because his saber was
hard too.

	He heard guys spitting and felt the liquid land
on his ass.  He could not believe that the guy was
actually going to stick that large dick in his ass but
that was just what the leader did.  He stepped
forward and aimed his rod at the little pink hole and
forced it into the opening.

	Eric's cries of pain were muffled by the cock in
his mouth.  Every thrust of the guy's hips sent a flash
of pain through his asshole that had large tears
running down his cheeks as he cried.

	The guy fucking his mouth was quick to cum.  He
shot a load into Eric's mouth and told him to swallow
every drop.  When the guy withdrew his cock Eric
started crying out loud as cum dripped from his open
mouth.

	Eric got another look at Tommy and saw that
some guy was face fucking him while a guy was
fucking his ass too.  Tommy was crying as much as he
was too.  He could not feel the leader actually cum in
his ass but he felt the guy jerk and he thrusted his
cock as deep as he could into his ass.  When the guy
withdrew his cock it was a relief but there was still a
throbbing pain that kept him crying.  It felt cold on
his bare ass.  He could not tell but he felt liquid
running down his scrotum.  He feared that he was
bleeding from his asshole.  That was when he heard
Tommy cry out in his own pain as a guy was fucking
him too.

	The boys had to endure being fucked until every
guy had either fucked them in the mouth or ass.
When they were finished they simply stuffed their
spent cocks in their filthy pants and filed out of the
dirty office and down the stairs.  They were laughing
as they congratulated themselves on teaching the
young Jedi what a light saber was for.

	Eric was afraid to move because his ass hurt so
much.  His jaw hurt too much to ask Tommy if he was
okay.  He eventually managed to stand up.  He saw
that the liquid on the desk was not his blood.  It was
the cum from the guys that had cum in his ass.  The
dust where he had been laying was a little cleaner.
Where he had been laying and the cum spot was
mixed with the dust and had am imprint of his little
cock where it had been flattened out as it lay
pressed between his body and the desk.  He gathered
up his clothes and got dressed without thinking about
the dirt on his body or the cum still leaking from his
ass.  When he was dressed he gathered up Tommy's
clothes and helped him get dressed.

	They waddled down the three flights of stairs
slowly while supporting themselves against the walls.
It was not until they reached the exit that they even
thought about the guy that had just raped them
might be waiting for them.  They stood in the
doorway until they were sure there was no one lurking
in the shadows before they made there way home to
Tommy's house.  They were relieved to see that his
parents were not home.

	They got undressed and showered until they
were sure they were clean.  They checked their
clothes with care.  If their underwear and jeans were
stained from the cum and dust.  The big thing was to
wash away any trace of cum from their clothes.  They
could figure out how to cover up the blue underwear
later.  They didn't talk about what happened for a
couple of days.

	They hardly talked to each other for at least a
week.  They finally got together and started talking
about their feelings about what happened.  They
admitted they had been scared to death.  They told
each other that they had never had felt pain like that
before.  Eric said, "When they had finished using me
I thought that I was bleeding from my ass."

	Tommy chuckled at that statement.  "I thought
my guts would fall out of my ass when I stood up."

	They both chuckled at the picture of Tommy
standing there with his bowels hanging out of his ass.
Tommy was the first to say but the strange thing is
his ass feels empty now.  Eric admitted that he felt
the same way.  They started experimenting with
fucking each other's ass but that was not enough.
They started looking for objects to fuck each other
with.  They found candles with large diameters and
cucumbers were the best for making them feel the
best.  They also practiced sucking each other's cock.
Every suck fest ended with them fucking each others
ass with an object.  Eric found himself thinking about
the thugs that had raped him more and more.

	He started frequenting the area where they
had been raped.  He didn't want to be gang raped
again but he was hoping to find the leader of the
gang.

	He would position himself near a little greasy
fast food stand and buy Cokes so that he could keep
an eye on the alley.  It only took a couple of evenings
before his wish came true.  He was sipping a Coke
when a loud Harley Davidson pulled up in front of the
stand.  The rider used his Engineer boot to flip the
hasty stand out and lean the bike over to the left
before he turned off the key and reached under the
tank to turn off the valve to the gas tank.  When he
took off the peanut helmet and placed it on top of
the instruments on the gas tank is when Erik
recognized the leader he was looking for.

	Eric's heart was pounding as he wondered if the
man would recognize him.  As the man started walking
towards the food stand he was stretching his legs
and adjusting the fit of his leather jeans.  He said in
a booming voice, "I want a red burrito and a cold Bud,
Oscar."

	The Mexican inside the little booth started
making the burrito as the man unzipped a pocket on
his jacket and took out a pack of cigarettes.  When
the cigarette was in his mouth he pulled out a Zippo
lighter and used his thumb to flip it open and spun
the striker wheel.  He lit his cigarette and took a
drag before he closed the lighter against the leg of
his pants and put it away before he looked around and
noticed Eric looking at him.

	The biker was a little annoyed at the way the
boy was staring at him.  It took him a moment before
he recognized him.  He gave the boy a nasty grin
through the stubble of his beard.  "Hi kid, would you
like a burrito?"

	Eric was tongue tied and only managed to shake
is head approvingly.

	The biker said, "Oscar, fix another burrito for
my little redheaded friend here."

	Oscar worked quickly and had the two burritos
wrapped and a bottle of beer opened in short order.
The biker handed Oscar a ten dollar bill and stuffed
the change in his jeans pocket.  He handed Eric one
of the burritos and he unwrapped the top of his
burrito and took a big bite out of it as he studied
Eric.  He swallowed a big gulp of his beer before he
said anything.

	"So, tell me son why are you hanging around
here?" the biker asked.

	Eric swallowed the bite of burrito he had bit
off.  He did not know how to say what he wanted to
say.  "I--I wanted to meet you."

	The bike looked at him, "Do you want to party
with me again?"

	Eric nodded his head up and down.  The biker
gave out a bid bear like laugh and wolfed down his
burrito and swallowed his beer.  Eric only managed to
gobble down half of his burrito before the man said,
"Let's go for a ride."

	Eric tossed the burrito into and old 50 gallon oil
barrel being used as a trash can.  He followed the
biker to his bike.  He had never been on a motorcycle
before.  He didn't know what to do.  The biker slung
his right leg over the bike and pulled it upright and
the stand swung up.  The back tire and finder had to
be at least 16-inches wide.  The biker sat on the little
saddle wedged between the finder, frame and gas
tank.  The biker put his helmet on as he turned his
body to direct Eric to get on the back.  When Eric
straddled the fat finder and sat on the metal the
man told him to wrap his legs around his waist.  The
guy started the bike.  The bike came to life with
thunderous roar.  The twin pipes on the right side of
the bike made a defining sound as the bike pulled
away from the curb.

	Eric felt the vibration of the big bore engine.
It felt like he was sitting on a big vibrator.  The
curve of the finder had his crotch wedged against
the biker's ass.  It was not until that moment that it
dawned on him that he had no idea where this man
was taking him.  He didn't care as long as he was going
to get to taste and feel his cock again.

	The wind passing around the body of the man
was actually blowing his reddish hair forward and
getting in his eyes.  He had to move his head over the
man's shoulder to get the wind to blow his hair
straight back.  The wind made his eyes water and the
tears streaked back past his eras.  He was hanging
onto the gussets on the back of the man's jacket as
the bike sped down the street.  In almost no time
they were out of the town and they turned onto a
rural farm road.  As the bike passed a row of trees
he felt the temperature drop just by the moisture
being expelled by the trees.  When they passed the
trees the air got warmer right away.  As they
approached a dirt driveway the bike slowed down and
the man turned the bike onto the road and they
rolled slowly towards a farm house set at least a half
mile off of the road.  The guy pulled the bike into a
barn that had been used for housing farm equipment
when the farm had been owned by a farming family.

	The land was farmed by a corruptive that was
farming what had been several separate farms as a
much larger operation.  The biker was renting the old
farm house cheaply.  He like it because there was
plenty of room and his buddies could party there.
There was no one around for miles to disturb.

	The biker led Eric across the gravel yard to the
house.  The screen door creaked as he opened it.  The
door was just as old and thick layers of paint were
peeling off.  When he entered the house it smelled of
stale beer and dusty, musty carpets.  The furniture
was old and springs were broken down making the
cushions lumpy.

	The biker shed his heavy leather jacket.  He
had on a black T-shirt the Harley logo printed on the
front with outstretched eagle wings behind the logo.
He led Eric through the house to his bedroom.  The
room was dusty and messy.  The bed was unmade and
rumpled.  He sat on the bed and used his toes to pull
the greasy engineer boots off of his feet.  The sweat
socks were stained yellow from the oily boots.  He
took them off and hung them over the tops of the
boots before he stood up to unfasten the tight
leather jeans and pull them down.  The thighs of
pants were shinny where he had wiped his hands on
them.  They smelled strongly of leather and his body
odor.  He crossed his arms and pulled the T-shirt up
and over his head before he pulled down his boxer
shorts.

	Eric was fascinated by the sight of the naked
man.  He was so rugged looking.  He had muscular
body with a lot of dark hair all over his body.  His
scrotum was a loose sack hanging between his legs
with a long limp dick that was un-cut.  He wrapped his
hand around the shaft and starting jerking until his
cock was fully erect.  When it was fully erect he
stood in front of Eric and thrust his hips forward
sticking his stiff cock right in front of hid face.  Eric
opened his mouth and took the cock into his mouth.

	The biker took hold of the back of Eric's head
and shoved his cock right down Eric's throat.  That
caused Eric's throat to spasm as he choked on the
cock but the man would not release his grip until Eric
relaxed.  Then he started fucking the boy's mouth.
He fucked his mouth until he squirted his load of cum
deep into the youth's mouth.  Eric had to breathe
through his nose as a result cum started dripping out
of his nose.  Eric was savoring the taste of the cum in
his mouth.  When the biker was finished and his cock
was going soft he pulled his cock out of the boy's
mouth.

	Now the biker started taking Eric's clothes off
of him.  He lifted his legs up as Eric lay back on the
messy bed to take his shoes and socks off.  He leaned
over the boy and unbuckled the belt and pulled the
pants open.  He grabbed the cuffs of the pants at
her heels and pulled the pants up and off the boy's
legs.  He reached for Eric's hands to pull him up.

	When he had Eric standing he pulled his big
basketball jersey over his head.  Then he rubbed his
hair chest all over Eric's body as he reached around
his body and slid his hands down the back of Eric's
jockey shorts and gripped his tight little ass.  With
his hands still in the shorts he spread his arms
forcing the shorts down.  He grasped the waistband
and peeled the shorts down the boy's legs.  Eric had
to support himself on the man's back to step out of
his shorts.

	The man stood there holding the boy in one arm
while he reached down and felt the boy's package.  He
rolled the scrotum in his fingers before her turned
his hand upwards to allow the youth's cock to rest in
the palm of his hand.  He bounced the little cock up
and down as the boy's cock came alive.

	Eric's cock was about four inches long and no
bigger around than half inch garden hose.  When his
cock was fully erect the biker pulled the skin back
before he pulled it forward.  The boy was thrilled at
the way the man was jacking him off.

	While the man was jacking him off he kissed
the boy's mouth.  The stubble on his face was
abrasive on the boy's face.  Being kissed by the man
was almost as thrilling as having him jerk him off.  It
was almost becoming painful because he could not cum
at his age.  The biker assured him that if he kept
visiting him he would be squirting cum in no time.

	While they lay on the bed the guy showed Eric
photographs of girls sucking pussy and fucking each
other with dildos but there were also pictures of men
sucking cock and fucking each other in the ass.  Eric
got very interested when he got to pictures of boys
no older than him suck each other.  There were a
group of pics of men fucking boys.  As Eric studied
each picture carefully he came to a picture that
shocked him.

	Eric said, "That is a guy I go to school with.  His
name is Christopher and that man is his father.  That
is Mr. Olson."

	The bike looked at the picture and agreed that
that was how they were.  Eric asked, "How did you
get pictures like that?"

	The biker chuckled, "Mr. Olson comes by now
and then to visit me.  I enjoy fucking him while his
son watches.  Sometimes I let him watch me fuck his
son."

	Eric was thrilled by the idea.  He had known
Chris from the day they had entered pre-school.  He
had no idea that he was so sexy.  He wondered if
there were anymore pictures of boys and men he
knew.

	While he was studying the pictures the biker
pulled him to the edge of the bed so that he was
draped face down with his legs over the edge.  At
lest this time the biker produced a tube of KY that
he applied a generous amount to Eric's asshole.  Even
though it felt cold Eric was preoccupied with looking
for more pictures of people her knew.  He studied
the pictures of Chris and his father.

	He spotted the tattoos on them.  Mr. Olson had
a tattoo of a black panther on his leg.  On loser
inspection the tail being on one side was exposing the
cat's asshole.  Chris also had a tattoo on his hip.  It
was a little red devil with a large head.  The trident
in his hand was pointing in the direction of his
asshole.

	When the biker inserted his cock into his ass he
let out a painful moan.  The biker whispered in his
ear, "If you want to be my bitch in time you would be
able to accept cocks in your ass as easily as a woman
takes one in her pussy."

	Eric felt his asshole throb.  When the biker
started fucking his ass he felt his own cock get hard
and was being pressed against the mattress by the
man's belly.  In time the man thrust home and froze
as his cock squirted cum into Eric's ass.  Eric walked a
little bowlegged when they headed for the shower to
get cleaned up.  Eric sucked his limp cock in the
shower one last time before they got dressed so that
the biker could take him back to town.

	The biker gave him his cell-phone number so
that he could call him the next time he wanted to get
fucked.  By the time Eric walked home his ass did not
hurt as much, just the same he felt like the cock was
still in his ass.  He went to bed that night with a
boner that would not go down no matter how many
times he jacked off.

	As soon as he could get alone with Tommy he
told him about what he had done and even told him
about seeing pictures of Christopher getting fucked
by his father.  Tommy was fascinated by it all and
had a hard time believing that it was Chris in the
pictures.  When it was lunch time they confronted
Chris and got him aside where they could talk to him
without be over heard.

	Eric said, "I was visiting a man last night and he
showed me some pictures of you."

	Chris was only mildly curious about the pictures
until Eric said, "I really like your red devil tattoo."

	That got Chris' attention because he knew that
he had seen pictures of him naked.  "Where did you
see the pictures?"

	Eric smiled, "I was at a biker's home and he
showed me pictures of you and your father."

	Chris' face went white.  "Please don't tell anyone
about the pictures."

	Eric said, "Tommy and I would like to meet your
father."

	Chris's face lit up. "I'm sure he would like that
too.  I will tell him about you guys tonight.  Maybe we
could get together tomorrow night if you can come
over."

	Tommy and Eric said that they were sure they
could tell their parents that they were going to visit
him without any problem.  That night both boys told
their parents that they would like to visit one of
their classmates possibly the next night.  Their
parents didn't mind.  When Chris called them and told
them that his father had agreed too.  They could
visit him the next evening.

	Had anyone been paying any attention they
might have been suspicious of the three boys looking
for a blind spot on the school grounds where they
would be alone.  They talked about how they had been
introduced to sex.  Tommy and Eric told him about
how they had been raped by the tough looking guys.
Chris told them that his mother had run off with
another man when he was a baby.  He started sleeping
with his father shortly after that.  He told them how
they had started sucking each other's cocks and how
his father would grease him up and allow him to sit on
his cock until it would slip in.  His father was friends
with the biker and they would let him take pictures
of them.

	That evening Tommy's father drove the two of
them to the home of Christopher and dropped them
off.  Chris' father told him that he would be happy to
drive them home before bedtime.  As soon as they
were in the house the party began.

	The boys were quick to shed their clothes.  Mr.
Olson allowed them to have enough whisky and Coke
that they could feel it before he took off his own
clothes.  Eric and Tommy wanted to see the tattoo on
his leg.  They were also impressed on the shape of his
cock.  His cock had a definite curve upward like a
coat hook and a bend to the left because many years
of jacking off with his right hand.  It was thicker at
the base and tapered as it approached the head.  The
foreskin was so tight that his knob was smaller than
most.  They sat on either side of him and played with
his cock and balls.

	Chris brought out their collection of pictures.
There was no need to hide them after Eric had seen
some of them.  There were pictures of his father
fucking his ass and him sucking his father's cock.
There were pictures of bikers dressed in motorcycle
chaps without pants on and leather studded bra little
straps making the bikers tits stick out.  They were
fucking Mr. Olson's ass.  There were some of them
with a guy's cock in his ass while another guys had
their dicks in his mouth.  Some pictures were of Chris
dressed up like a girl while guys were fucking his ass
or mouth.

	The pictures were enough to get Eric and
Tommy's cocks hard.  Tommy had not had sex with a
man since the rape so he was the one to turn his butt
to Mr. Olson and sit down on the cock.  He took as
much as he could stand before he started bouncing up
and down.  With each time he sat down the cock went
deeper up his ass.  Eventually Tommy was able to sit
down on the man's lap with the cock all the way up his
ass.  While he was sitting there Chris knelt in front
of him and sucked his cock for him.

	That was enough to excite Eric enough to sit
there jacking off.  Mr. Olson reached for him and
made him stand up and straddle his hips so that he
was back to back with Tommy.  That way Mr. Olson
could suck on Eric's little cock.  Mr. Olson got to fuck
Eric too before they had to clean up do that Mr.
Olson could take them home.

	One evening Mr. Olson called Eric's parents and
asked them if they minded if he took the boys to the
local rife range for the weekend.  They had no
objections so Eric spent the next couple of days
cleaning his 22.  Mr. Olson also called Tommy's
parents with the same proposal.  They agreed too.

	Then on Thursday evening over dinner Eric's
father announced that he had to go to the company
main office for training over the weekend.  Eric's
father was middle management and salaried so he
didn't get any extra money for these training trips
but he was allowed to use the company credit card
and it would not cost them anything.

	Tommy's father also made a similar
announcement about having to go to the state capital
to support a bill his office was pushing.

	With the men out of the house for the
weekend, the women got together to go to the big
city to take in some Broadway Musicals.  Their
husbands hated stage plays, musical and operas.  This
way they could enjoy something they liked in the
company of a friend.

	Friday night Mr. Olson picked up the boys as
planned.  He took them directly to the biker's farm
house.  The biker greeted them dressed in his
Engineer boots and greasy old motorcycle chaps with
no pants on to get in the way of his cock.  He also had
on a leather vest with three chrome chains across
the front.  That way most of his chest and belly was
exposed.

	They were told they had something special for
them this weekend.  The four of them quickly took
off there clothes.  The boys were excited about what
was going to happen.  Eric and Tommy both had hard-
ons by the time they were naked.  The three boys
were given a little rum and coke to get them relaxed.

	The biker announced that it was time to
introduce them to their guests.  He left the room and
returned leading two men into the room by dog
leashes.  The two men had on old motorcycle chaps
like the biker's.  Their cocks and balls were swinging
as they walked because their cocks and balls were
stuffed through cock rings.  Their cocks were swollen
and sticking straight out in front of their bodies.
Both of them had on leather harnesses around their
chests with chrome studs in them.

	Both boys were surprised by the sight of the
two men because their heads covered by a tight form
fitting black leather hood.  There were no eye holes.
There were only holes where their noses were.  The
mouth was open but each man had a large red rubber
ball in their mouth and tight straps around their
heads holding the balls in place.

	The biker announced that he had arranged for a
couple of man whores for their amusement.  He led
the two men to the couch where he allowed the boys
to check out their cocks.  He made the two men kneel
in front of the couches with their heads resting on
the cushions and he told the boys to check out the
whores asses.

	Mr. Olson and Chris were jacking each other off
while they watched Eric and Tommy fuck the assholes
of the two men.  When the boys had enough of
fucking the men, the balls were removed and the two
men had to suck the cocks that had just been
removed from their assholes.

	The bike asked the boys if they would like to
feel the men's cocks in their butts.  When the boys
agreed the two of them lay on the couch with their
butt right on the edge of the cushions.  The two men
were guided to the boys and the boy's legs were
lifted up and their heels were placed against the
men's shoulders as their cocks were aimed at the
boy's rosebuds.

	The rubber balls had been put back in the men's
mouth before they were allowed to fuck the boys.
The men held onto the boy's thighs while they fucked
them.  The boys were grunting with every thrust.
Their little cocks were still as hard as rocks and
bouncing around while they were being fucked.  The
two men eventually squirted their load of cum into
the boy's tight assholes.

	While the men stood there recovering Mr. Olson
and the biker removed the dog collars and unfastened
the masks on the two men.  When they removed the
hoods the boys were both shocked to see that the
men that had just fucked them were their own
fathers.

	It took a moment for the two men's eyes to
focus and they saw that the two boys they had just
fucked were their own sons.  The shock was enough
for their cocks to go soft and slip out of the boy's
assholes.

	Fathers and sons were trying to explain how
they came to be there.  Apparently both father's had
met the biker in gay bars and had been enjoying sex
with the rough neck bikers for a long time without
knowing about each other.

	Tommy and Eric told their father about being
raped after they left the theater.  They added that
they started experimenting with each other until Eric
sought out the biker.

	The biker laughed as he told them that he knew
who they were because he had seen their pictures in
their father's wallets.  It had been by chance that he
and his buddies had been in the alley that night.  As
soon as Eric had looked him up he had planned on this
night.

	The boys naturally had to suck their father's
cocks clean and even licked their father's asshole for
them.  The rest of the weekend was an orgy of men
fucking boys and boys milking the cocks of the men.
Each boy got to have sex with all four adults.  When
the boys were not sucking or being fucked by an adult
they were putting on a show for the men with each
other.

	When they finally had to clean up and go home
Mr. Olson took the boys home and their fathers took
themselves home.  After that weekend Eric and
Tommy didn't have to sneak out to find a cock to
suck.  The parties were great because their father's
would service bikers in front of them while the boys
were being felt up by other bikers.  The father also
got to appreciate the skills of their sons as they
allowed big fat bellied bikers to fuck their tight little
assholes.




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