Date: Mon, 4 Dec 2006 18:53:31 EST
From: Bearfact@aol.com
Subject: Bikers Will Do It Anywhere

Hey guys! I want to thank everyone for all the great emails you sent me
commenting on my last story.  It gives me great pleasure knowing that I
have been able to create a piece of writing that so many have enjoyed.
Nifty has given me a basis for relief many mornings and I am happy to give
something back finally.  I hope this next story meets with everyone's
approval!

Bikers Will Do It Anywhere
By Bearfact

Waking up around 6 am I lumbered out of bed, made my way to the bathroom
and took my morning piss.  It's Saturday and for once I didn't have a thing
planned. I put on a pot of coffee and went into the living room to watch
the news and check my email.  There was a message from one of my bikin
buddies Paul saying that he was getting some guys together for a ride today
and if anyone was interested, to meet at the gorge a couple towns over.
Well, I never pass up a chance to pack with these dudes!  There is not an
ugly one in the bunch, in my mind, and getting to cruise in a line with
these fuckers is always a turn on so, I sent a reply saying that I'd be
there for sure.  It wasn't too long after I sent my reply message that I
got another message from Paul that said, "Great!  Glad you can come along
for the ride bud.  Bring a rack of beers with ya cause we are gonna stop at
a few points along the way to chill out.  Oh, and by the way, we have a new
guy that joining us today. His name is Duke, if you can believe that! LOL."

Now I should give you some background on my pack of buds with whom I ride
with.  There are around 10 of us total and we are all pretty average blue
collar dudes.  Several of them are married guys with kids and all but the
rest of us are what you would call bachelors. You would never suspect
anything out of the ordinary when seeing us on the road.  We look just like
another group of dusty bikers but, we all have our private lives that we
prefer to keep private even amongst one another.  Our conversations are
typical of a group of regular guys, work, bikes, trucks, pussy, etc but,
when we have all had a few beers, we get loose with our banter.  On some of
our overnight campouts, after many beers, it is not unusual for a few of us
to pair off for a while and give each other a helping hand, if you know
what I mean. Let's face it, if you get any group of guys together, drink
some beers, talk about sex, they are gonna get horny!  Nothing is ever said
in the morning about anything that happened the night before. As I said, we
keep our personal shit to ourselves.

I had finished my coffee and decided to start getting ready for the days
ride.  If I was gonna meet the guys on time, I had to hustle as I had lost
track of the time a bit and they don't wait for anyone!  After my shower I
gathered my riding leathers and suited up and went down to start the
scooter.  She's a 98 custom sporty and a cold blooded bitch so, I have to
get her good and warm before I ride out.

After a few minutes the old girl was ready and warm I swung my leg over and
settled down in the saddle, my leather chaps creaking and stretching over
my thighs as I moved into position.  I took a moment to adjust my cock and
balls in my jock so I was comfortable and also to give a good view for
anyone who cared to take notice.  Then I slipped on my mitts, pulled down
my goggles and sunk it into first gear.  As I got down the street a bit, I
gave one last good twist of the throttle, letting the pipes spew out some
thunder just to let the neighbors know I was here and then headed out to
the highway.

I enjoyed the short ride to the gorge.  It was an amazing day for riding,
not a cloud in the sky, temps around 80 and low humidity.  I couldn't have
asked for anything better!  When I pulled into the parking lot at the
gorge, of course I was the last one to arrive, all my buds were there
waiting.  Paul stood there giving me a smirk as I pulled in and parked the
bike.  "Nice of ya to show up on time fucker," Paul said as he was walkin
over to me.  We hugged tight and he slapped me firm on the back making a
loud smacking noise against my leather vest.  Paul was kind of the self
appointed leader of this pack.  We never voted on it or anything cause I
guess we all just assumed he was the best one for keeping us together.
There was nothing formal about our group like all the biker clubs you
encounter. We just enjoyed hanging around with one another and didn't want
all the bullshit that goes with being apart of an organized club.

The other guys came up to me and we greeted each other in a similar fashion
and then there was one guy left who I had not met.  This must be Duke!  I
extended my mitt and said, "Names Dan, nice to meet ya." He gave a slight
smile and slapped his hand into mine and simply said, "Duke".

Well as you can imagine, this guy sure fit is name.  He was about six feet
tall, broad shoulders, thick barrel chest and waist, bit of a gut, big
furry forearms, with a dark brown beard and stache that was thick enough
you couldn't see any skin through it.  What a fuckin stud this guy was.
Damn!  He was dressed perfectly for the ride too with a nice fitting pair
of worn leather chaps, black logger boots, snug jeans, and no shirt with a
form fitting leather vest.  I could tell this fucker was hairy from head to
toe by the way the shoulder and back hair poked out from the vest.  He was
any man or woman's wet dream cum true!

I hadn't realized how long I had held onto Duke's hand during the shake.
He had these piercing green eyes that locked me into a trance.  Then he
gave me a sweet smile through those furry lips and said, "Nice to meet you
too Dan".  It was then that Paul, always the fuckin joker said, "Well are
you faggots gonna stay here and kiss or are we gonna ride?"  That woke me
out of me stare and I quickly pulled my hand back from Duke's.  "Fuck you
Paul," I said and the group laughed it off and we all headed to our rides.
I still couldn't help sneaking glances at Duke any chance I got.

Now let me tell ya, I love fuckin women any chance I get but every now and
again, some dude comes along that gets my nuts in a knot and Duke was one
of those guys.  There is something about that raw masculinity that gets my
blood boiling. I cant explain it but I am sure that you know what I mean.

 The same thing happened to me when I first me up with Paul.  We met at the
local hog shop on a rainy Saturday just by chance and started chattin while
lookin at some of the leather goods. We must have talked for a good hour or
so then he asked if I wanted to come back to his place for a couple beers
so, off we went.  Once back to his place, we commenced to drinkin and
within a couple hours we were both pretty looped.  Paul offered me a cigar,
which I took gladly, and we kicked back, smoked, and chugged on the brew.
Well as always with drunk buddies the conversation lead to sex and we were
both getting pretty horny and that's when Paul asked if I wanted to watch
some new porn he had gotten.  I agreed whole heartedly and he popped in the
DVD.

It was a really hot flick too.  There were two burly guys fuckin the shit
out of this blonde bitch's mouth and ass.  It didn't take long after
watchin for me to spring a boner in my jeans which Paul noticed and said,
"Take it out if ya want bud."  So, I did and he then quickly did the same.
Soon enough we were both watchin less of the flick and more of each other
jerkin off.  Then Paul got this look in his eyes that was dead serious and
in a low voice said, "How about helping a bud out here Dan?"  I scooted a
bit closer to him on the couch and without a word spoken Paul pulled his
arm up around me and put his hand on the back of my neck gently easing my
had toward his stiff cock.  Within seconds I was giving him an expert blow
job and I could tell he was really enjoying it by the way he'd grown and
growl.

After about 5 min of me bobbing up and down on his shaft I could feel his
balls start to tighten up.  This is a sure sign that a dude is getting
close to poppin his nut.  At this point, I began to stroke my fuck stick
furiously while my mouth was full of Paul's cock. His hand, the one gentle
at first, was now roughly pulling my head down on his meat over and over
again until he gave one last push that kept is fat cock lodged in the back
of my throat.  He let out a low growl and then I felt his cock pulsing and
pushing out all that cum down the back of my throat.  I didn't even have to
swallow.  It just went straight down the hatch!  This threw me over the
edge and I was now shooting my load all over my shirt and up into my beard.
Fuck that was hot!

Well Paul and I both cleaned up a bit and recovered from our orgasms
without saying much of anything until I said, "Well I spose I should head
home buddy."  Paul replied by saying, "You will come by again wont ya?"  I
gave him a big smile and said "Absolutely!"  We have been best buds ever
since that day.

Anyway, now that we were all present and accounted for, each of us mounted
our scooters and pulled out onto the road and formed our line.  I had made
damn sure that I got the position right behind Duke. There was no way I was
gonna miss riding behind that fuckin stud for the day!  The back view of
his torso clad in only a leather vest, was almost as good as the front.  At
one point we had pulled up to a traffic light and as I rolled up beside him
he said, "Great ride huh?"  "Yeah, and the view isn't too bad either," I
said with a wink.  He just gave me a crooked smile as he pulled away
following the pack when the light turned green.

After a long day of riding, and makin pit stops, we finally ended up at a
place we called The Bridge.  There was actually no bridge there at all but
the place where a bridge once was.  You had to bike about a mile down an
old dirt road to get to it.  It's a known party spot for anyone who cares
to make the journey. Today, the place was empty so we all parked,
dismounted and hauled our beers over to the edge and started throwin back a
few.  Duke walked over to where I was sittin and started makin some small
talk.  I found out that he was now divorced, had two small kids, and worked
for a local oil company.  God, he was a hot fucker!!  Then he said, "I wish
today wouldn't end ya know?"  "Yeah, its been the perfect day so far bud,"
I replied and then there was a bit of silence between us.  Some of the guys
were packin up to head back to their families and Paul came over to me and
asked, "Are you about ready to head out Dan?"  "Nah," I said, "I think I am
gonna hang out here for a bit longer and finish my beer."  That's when Duke
chimed up and said, "Think I will do the same if Dan here doesn't mind."
"Not at all," I said with a big toothy grin on my mug. Paul smirked at me
and winked slyly as he walked away putting his hand up to wave goodbye.

So, there we were, just the two of us alone in the woods.  We continued to
make some innocent small talk when Duke got up, went over to his bike and
pulled out a blanket from his saddle bag.  "Quite the boy scout aren't ya,"
I said smiling as he came back, spreading the blanket down.  He fell back
onto the blanket and said, "Come on sit here next to me.  There's plenty of
room and it beats sitting on the bare ground."  I scooted my butt over onto
the blanket keeping to the far edge trying not to invade too much of Duke's
personal space. "Hey, do I smell that bad?  Come on, move in so you got
some blanket under your ass bud."  I moved in closer.  "Now that's better
ain't it?" He asked patting my thigh firmly.  "Yeah, it's cool man."  My
voice cracking a bit as I spoke.  Then Duke started chattin about his
divorce, his kids, work, and after a good hour or so, we were both pretty
tanked from the many beers we had tossed back.  I laid back on the blanket
and just closed my eyes for a bit taking a deep breath enjoying the buzz.
Duke got up to go take a leak and I could hear the steady stream of piss
hitting the leaves below as he emptied his bladder.  Then, I must have
drifted off for a few.

When I came to a few minutes later Duke was back on the blanket and staring
down at me.  "Wanna go for a quick dip in the river?" He asked playfully.
"Sure why not," I said, "But, I didn't bring a towel to dry off or
anything."  "Hey, remember I am a boy scout!"  Once again he went over to
his saddle bag and pulled out a towel.  "We will have to share but it will
be enough to get us both dry."

We made our way down to a sandy spot on the river bank and began stripping
off our leathers and stuff.  Duke was already naked and knee deep in the
water by the time I had gotten my boots off.  I am not kidding when I tell
you this guy was a fucking hunk!  He had an incredible frame on him,
covered in dark hair from head to tow and swinging between those thighs was
a perfect uncut cock.  I tried not to stare too long and finally got my
clothes off then headed into the water after Duke.

Damn, that water was cold but felt good after being in the sun all day.  We
waded around for a bit continuing makin some chit chat here and there.  It
was a nice moment between two guys just bein guys.  Then I said, "Well time
to dry off for me," and I headed back up the river bank to where we left
the towel.  Duke wasn't far behind me and as he got next to where I was
dryin off, he tried snatchin the towel before I was done.


"Hey bud, give that here! My balls aren't even dried off yet," I exclaimed
and he tugged the towel away from me with a devilish grin on his face and
reached over cupping my balls with one hand.  "Seem dry enough to me dude,"
he said as he was holding his hand there.  "Now don't start something you
aint gonna finish there bud," I said with a smile. "Oh, I plan on finishing
it up real good," he said as he stroked my cock which had gotten hard
almost instantly the moment his hand made contact with my balls.  I reached
over and started playin with his uncut cock that was now standing at full
attention.  What a beautiful cock it was too!  It wasn't the longest cock I
have ever seen but certainly one of the fattest.  I would have to say it
was almost a beer can thick.  My fingers could barely get around the
fucker.

Duke seemed to like what was happening as we fondled each other for a good
10 minutes cause he'd sigh and whisper things like, "Oh, that feels fuckin
great," or "Fuck yeah, bud."  His hand would periodically wander down the
back of my back to my crack and he would swiftly glide his rough fingers
along the whole length of it right over my pucker hole.  Then he gave me
the tell tale push on the shoulders indicating that he wanted me to go down
on him.  So, I bent at the waist, keeping my ass up so he could play with
it as I began an expert blow job on this stud.

"Fuckin awesome!" he said as I was slowly workin on his fat cock.  I had to
open my mouth really wide to get that fucker in my mouth without hittin my
teeth.  Then, as I had hoped, he started playin with my asshole.  Fist he
would just run his index finger around it and then he spat a huge wad of
spit into his hand and smeared it all over my hole.  After it was all slick
with his spit, he began pushing his finger up inside my hole.  I moaned in
approval and he inserted another one of his thick fingers up to the
knuckles and started goin in and out more rapidly.  "Dude, I have to have
my cock in your ass now!" he said with urgency and spun around pulling is
cock from my mouth so he was standing right behind me keeping pressure on
my shoulder with his left hand as his other was guiding his fat slippery
cock toward my ass hole.  I felt the rubbery head of his cock make contact
with my hole and tried my best to relax knowing that this was gonna hurt.

With a slow, gentle, but determined pressure, Duke was easing his fat cock
up into me.  He was expertly loosening me up with short strokes stretching
me each time a little further.  I was moaning at a constant rate each time
that fat fucker opened me up a bit wider.  "Are you doin ok bud?" he asked
between my moaning.  "Fuck yeah man, you are makin me feel awesome!"  I
replied as he then worked the entire fuckstick up my overly stretched ass
hole.  "Awwwwwwwwwwwww," was all I could muster up as he hit bottom with
that thing.  "Now you are gonna get fucked dude," he said as he picked up a
rhythm only a straight guy could.  It was made up of hard, long, deep
strokes that assaulted my ass over and over again.  I was in pig heaven
while this hot biker stud rode my ass like a bitch.

All I could do throughout the fucking was moan and groan and shout out the
occasional, "Fuck me!"  Duke, on the other hand was full of dirty talk as
he bred me.  He was saying things like, "I have been wanting to fuck this
hole from the moment you pulled in this morning," and "I knew you could
take all this cock," or "Does Paul fuck you this good?"

I just moaned in agreement through all his questions while he banged the
shit out of me.  This guy could sure last a long time but I held on now
wishing that he would just shoot his load.  After a few more minutes his
breathing got heavier and he was pushing in with deeper shorter strokes.  I
started to jerk my cock off and tighten my hole around his shaft whish
seemed to make him go crazy and he growled like a bear! His fucking stopped
and now I could feel him deep inside me, his cock pulsing out jet after jet
of hot cum up into my bowels.  I could not hold out any longer and clamped
my hold down tight on his cock while jerking myself into an awesome orgasm.
We were both screaming, "Oh Fuck!" over and over again as we emptied our
balls.  He pulled his still hard cock out of my ass, stood me up and turned
me around to face him. Then he put both hands on the side of my head and
pulled me in for an awesome manly kiss.  "Fuck Dan, that was the best piece
of ass I have ever had, no lie!"  He blurted out after we broke the kiss.
"Well I dare say that was the best fuck I have ever had Duke and that ain't
no lie either!"

Both spent, we headed back over to the blanket and lied down to catch our
breath.  We both must have dozed off cause it was about an hour later when
we heard rolling thunder comin down the trail.  We both scampered around
trying to get our clothes back on before someone caught us in the buff.
While we rushed to get dressed I looked up through the trees and could see
that is was Paul.  What was he doin back?  As he got up close to us, seein
that we were not wearing many clothes, he said "Well I wondered how long it
would take before you guys got to know each other better," and laughed.
Duke and I both blushed and smiled a bit. "So boys, I told the old lady
that I was gonna be back late tonight.  How about the three of us getting a
room down at that motel we passed and have some fun?"  Paul asked with a
wicked grin across that furry face.  Duke and I both said, "Hell yeah!" in
unison and finished getting our shit together.  We all mounted up and
headed to the motel for a night of, what you might call, male bonding.

The End