Date: Wed, 7 Feb 2024 18:07:00 +0200 From: John Hope Subject: The bicycle repairman 1 This story is 100% fiction and is for mature readers only. I would like to hear any comments or suggestions. Remember to support Nifty who provides us the opportunity to publish these stories. Here is the link: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html When I was still very young, about 13 years old, most people in my neighborhood would ride bicycles. Almost all families owned several bikes. Because the buildings we were living in were rather small, in our street there was a bicycle parking lot. It was in fact an apartment that was transformed into a storage facility. One could rent a space for a bike and get a key to the storage facility. One room of the bike parking was the room of the repairman, who was most of the day present, fixing flat tires and other things. The man was called Jack. Every morning before I went to school, I took my bike from there and as I returned in the afternoon, Jack was there in his small room. He usually had the door to his room closed but a small window allowed me to see him working on a bike that was hanging on chains from the ceiling. A few times my mother had sent me to Jack to pay the monthly rent and that is how I entered his room. It was warm because he always had electrical heating working. I like the smell of grease. The floor was black with grease and oil. Jack was wearing a gray overall, that was also covered with grease. In fact, as I remember now, one could say that he was a dirty man. But I did not mind it at all, because I was fascinated by the work he was doing with the bikes. This was the reason why I often stayed in his room, watching him work. The walls of the room were covered with tools, old brochures of bicycle parts, and one thing that made me very curious: a calendar with pictures of half-nude girls. This all happened a long time ago and in those days, it was not as easy to find pictures of nude women as nowadays. I believe it was the first time I saw full-color pictures of bare-breasted girls. "You like it, boy?" Jack asked me smiling. I blushed with embarrassment and nodded. "You got a woody from it?" he asked. "What do you mean? What is a woody?" "Does your willie get hard when you look at the tits?" I put my hand on my crotch. "A bit" "Would you like to see more naked girls?" As I said yes, he opened a drawer and handed me a porn magazine. There were lots of pictures of men and women having sex in all kinds of positions. While I was watching the pictures, Jack put his hand on my shoulder. I was getting excited and very horny. "Do you wank?" Jack asked. `Yes, since last year. I discovered it by accident while I was showering. My cock got harder and harder while I was playing with it and suddenly it started shooting. At first, I thought I was going to die." "Good, so your body is working okay. You can have the magazine if you like." `I would like it but if my mom finds out, she will be very angry, also at you. When she cleans my room, she checks all my drawers, so I better not take it home." "You are right, don't take it home. Whenever you want, you can watch it here. I get new every month. But don't tell anybody about it, otherwise, I will get into trouble and my business is over." This a how our secret arrangement started. After school, I would place my bike and enter Jack's room. After he closed the door, I would sit in the corner, out of sight from the small window so passersby could not see me. I always liked to see Jack work on the bikes and thought that maybe I could also be a bicycle repairman in the future. But soon the porn magazines became my main reason for visiting Jack. I would become so horny while watching the pictures that I could not refrain from touching my cock. I would place my hand in my trousers and feel my rockhard penis. "You better open your trousers if you want to wank. You may cum in your pants and your mom will find out." "But here? In front of you?" "Come on, we are both men. Besides nobody can see you." So I opened my trousers a bit and could now freely wank. Jack was fixing a flat tire, putting glue on it, and turning the wheel. With a cigarette in his mouth, he would look in my direction from time to time. "I have to cum, any moment," I said. "Let me see you shoot, boy." I was surprised that Jack watching me wank made me even more horny. With force I shot my load, pushing my cock a bit forward, so as not to have the cum land on my clothes. The white blobs landed on the greased floor. "Good job!" I smiled. "You made me horny too, look at what you did to me!" I was still sitting on a toolbox in the corner. Jack opened the front of his overall and took his cock out. This was the first time I saw an erect cock in reality. I was fascinated by it. In my eyes it was huge and impressive, standing above his big hairy balls. "You can touch me if you want. Feel how hard it is." I hesitated a bit, but I was so curious to feel it that I placed my hand on his hard cock. It felt warm, with very smooth skin. His large foreskin was pulled back a bit but still covering his cock head. "Do you like the pictures of girls sucking cock?" He asked. "Yes, it is horny." With this Jack pushed his cock toward my face. "Open your mouth, boy." I was not sure if I wanted to do so, but Jack did not wait and pushed his penis on my lips. I could smell and taste his cock now, a strong pungent smell of piss and other stuff. Jack took my head in both hands and said "Open up, you want it." I opened my mouth and felt his huge cockhead enter. It felt strange rubbery, with a strong taste. I did not know how to suck cock. "Good, now let me get clean first. Let me see your tongue." I opened my mouth wide and watched Jack above me. With his grease cover fingers, he pulled his foreskin back till his cockhead was almost uncovered. It was purple and slimy, with smelling white stuff on the border. "Suck me clean, boy, you have perfect lips for that." With that, he held his cock just between my lips so that I could feel the pulled-back foreskin. The taste was bad and I tried to pull back but he was holding my head tight. "Come on boy, it will get better in a minute." I was holding Jack's legs, still covered in his dirty overalls. My trousers were still pulled down and I felt drops of my saliva falling on my legs. I could only protest by moaning. Jack had pulled his cock and balls out of his overalls and began moving forward and backward, holding my head. Every time he penetrated a little deeper I almost got a vomit reflex. Then faster and faster he was fucking my face. "Look at me boy," he said, "Look me in the eyes!" I saw his face above me. "Do you like me fucking your face?" He pulled his cock out so that I could answer, but I needed this to breathe, and before I could answer he pushed his cock back in. The taste of his cock had disappeared since I had swallowed the dirt. But I could still smell his pubic hair and balls. His balls were ticking my chin with every move Jack made. I felt confused but horny. I could not move while he was doing his will with me. After a few minutes, Jack shot his load, at first deep in my mouth but the last cum was on my face. The taste was bitter. As soon as Jack released from his grip, I pulled up my pants, wiped my face, and ran home. On the way home I spit several times to get rid of the taste of Jack's cum. I felt angry and embarrassed. What if my parents found out that I had done these things with Jack? Once at home, I cleaned my face thoroughly and drank a lot of water but for a long time I had the bitter taste of his cum. The day after, I did not enter Jack's room on my return from school. I just put my bike and went home. Through the window in Jack's door, I could see him, but I ignored him. I was still angry. For two weeks I did not visit him and I had to wank without porn. The thoughts about nude men and women kept me busy every night and I masturbated in bed beneath the sheets, out of fear that my parents might enter the room. But then I returned from school and Jack opened his door when he saw me. "Come in, son. Don't be afraid. I am sorry about what happened." I agreed to enter and sat in my usual corner. "I got too excited when I saw you holding my cock. You are such a beautiful boy, that I could not resist doing it. Sorry again." "It is okay. I got over it. I was shocked. But was I good at sucking your cock?" I asked. "You were excellent. But I will make it up to you. If you want I will suck your cock so that you can feel how it is." "I don't know," I hesitated. Jack handed me the newest porn magazines. In those days, people did not shave their genitals yet. Looking at a woman, most of the time you could only guess that there was an opening somewhere beneath the bush of hair. With men, this was different. A good-standing cock and heavy balls are impossible to hide. I liked how a cock stands forward, ready to enter. Soon I was masturbating again, watching the pictures. "Richy, can you stand while wanking? I want to see you cock." I stood in the corner of the room, the magazine on the table. My pants had fallen on my shoes. I felt the warm air from the heating on my legs. Jack bent over and sat on his knees, in front of me, watching me pulling my cock. "You have a nice dick, son. A few hairs, but not on your balls yet." With that, Jack took my hand from my penis and kissed me there. I shivered. I did not watch Jack taking my cock in his mouth, I kept watching the pictures. I was not sure if I liked round asses of girls better than erect cocks. Both fascinated me. Jack's tongue was playing with my cock. In contrast to Jack, I am circumcised. "Jack, please stop. I first need to go to the bathroom to pee." Jack was gently stroking my legs and playing with my balls. "You can pee here. I don't mind." "What do you mean, here? There is no toilet here." "I mean here in my mouth. Just relax and let it go." I had not imagined that this was possible, but it was a horny idea. I had to stop watching porn because with a very erect cock I could not pee, so I watched the ceiling and after a minute or so I began releasing my pee. Jack moved his hands to my buttocks and started kneading them while I emptied my bladder. I could hear him swallow from time to time. The thought of doing this made me very horny. As I almost finished peeing, I felt Jack's hands checking out my anus. He was rubbing it with a finger. This was a new sensation for me and to my surprise my cock, still in Jack's mouth, became rock-hard. "O, you have such a beautiful body, boy. Please turn around." I turned my back towards Jack, anxious to know what he wanted. He kissed my hairless buttocks and gently bit them. It made me shiver again. He spread my buttocks and kissed my asshole. I liked that and bent over. This was a sign for Jack to start licking, kissing and sucking my asshole. I felt him spreading my opening and pushing a finger inside. With his other hand, he held my cock which became very hard now. "You like that, don't you?" "Yes" Jack started fingerfucking my anus. I got very horny and was breathing heavily, bent forward. He entered another finger, this time with bicycle grease. "You are very tight. A nice tight boy's ass. Just as I like." He started wanking me while massaging my sphincter. Soon I could not wait anymore and started cumming. My cum spattered on the floor, I never had such a strong orgasm. "That was great!" I spoke. "Sure it was. You have a beautiful ass. I also need to cum urgently now." Jack closed the window of his cabin so no one could enter or see us. He took off his overalls and soon was stark naked. He was above 50 years old, about the age of my dad. He had a big belly and some hair on his chest. He removed the tools from his working bench. "Lay on the table, so that I can see your ass." "You are not going to fuck me, are you? I am afraid of your large cock." "No don't worry, I won't enter my cock. Maybe someday, not today." I climbed on the high worktable. It was still covered with grease and a few bicycle parts. "On your belly," he said. He bent over me and again started kissing my buttocks. He held them apart, licking my anus and pushing his tongue. "Relax, open up." I relaxed my sphincter and let him push his tongue inside. He pushed him deeper, twisting him, checking left and right. It made me terribly horny again and instinctively I raised my abdomen, my head resting on the table. "Yes, show me that asshole and beautiful balls of you." He cupped my hairless balls and licked them. Then again, he tongue fucked my ass, squeezing my buttocks. I could hear him wank. "Don't cum yet," I said. "I want it in my mouth." With that, I jumped from the bench and kneeled for the naked man. I sucked his cock, playing with my tongue with his huge foreskin, exploring every possible taste. I kissed his balls, they were hairy and heavy. This time I was giving the orders. "Turn around and bend over," I said. Jack did so, his erect cock swinging as he moved. He had a hairy ass with muscular buttocks. I had never expected that I would one day touch a man's ass. But I did! I squeezed the flesh of his buttocks. "Bend over deeper and spread your ass," I said. Now I saw his brown hairy asshole. I was so horny that without hesitating I pushed my face between his buttocks and started eating his ass. Not gently kissing but licking and chewing his asshole. "O my god, boy. You are good. I am cumming in a minute." He turned around and again I took his cock in my mouth. This time I cooperated and let him enter me as deep as possible. His hot cum filled my mouth. It was bitter but I liked it because it was part of the act.