After that I couldn't get the thought of Al out of my head. The next few weeks I kept on drinking with him and the guys but my head was just totally blasted at what we'd done. My cock got hard just watching him walk across the bar. We set up the table for a game of pool and every time he bent over to take his shot and I could see that tight arse in his dirty tight jeans I wanted to walk up behind him, drag his jeans down til his butt was clear and bury my tongue in his arsehole then root him over the table. Every now and then he'd look at me over his shoulder and just sorta get a look like he knew what was going through my head.
I was in heat all the time so when one of the chicks in the bar latched on to me I was way wound up taking her back to her place a few times and ploughing her to get my load off. Al saw us heading out to my bike one time and stopped me on the way and just quiet to me he asked me if I was paying. I said I'd let him know. The chick was a good fuck but when she got up doggie style it sure took some work not to think about getting my thick slab of meat up Al's hot arse hole.
I only went to her place to screw because she had kid. When I was in own my bed I knew the sheets still smelled of Al's sweat and mine.
Because I was so shook up I tried to steer clear of Al. I did a fair bit of overtime at work and said to the guys I was too knackered to go out much. But every time when I got to bed at night I was thinking of how good it'd be to get Al in with me and deal to him.
Then after work one night I headed down to the pub and sure enough Al was there sitting at our table grinning at me when I came through the door. He said he'd heard my bike pull up and had a beer waiting for me. We sat there a while just talking about nothing much. But we was checking each other out just the same. My mouth got dry just looking at him sitting there in his old work singlet. I wanted to get my hands on his muscled shoulders and his hairy chest. Now and again he scratched at his crutch and when I took a look at the fat snake and nuts pushing out his jeans I thought of the taste of his sperm from the fifty buck notes he'd wiped in my mouth.
We talked a bit over our beers and then when I looked down at the table where Al had been running his finger in the spilled beer he'd written the words rape me. That was a red rag to a bull and I was more than ready to go for him. He sat there lounging back in his chair with his legs spread cradling his beer like a wall of muscle. I could almost taste his thick sweat between his balls. My mouth went dry with sex need. I could feel my blood rush in my cock, pumping into my crutch so I wanted to drive it into his hot flesh. I leaned back in my chair and let him see the thick tool in my jeans. I scratched at my swollen balls trying to ease the heat. I'm going for a piss I said to him. He looked at me as I stood up then downed the rest of his beer. Reckon I could do with one too was all he said. I walked into the toilet and waited at the piss trough. Sure enough Al came in after me. I'd only had enough time to get my jeans undone and my cock and balls out. Al just walked straight into one of the cubicles and stood like he was pissing but with the door open, looking at me. I didn't stop to do up my jeans, I just followed in behind him and locked the door. Al pushed his jeans down to his knees then sat down on the bog and I pushed my knob in through his lips. The soft heat of his mouth wrapped round my tool and I took hold of his head between my hands and started to pump fuck my fat eight inch cock into his mouth. When I looked down the hairs of his thick beard looked like a cunt wrapped round my shaft I could see his hand steadily pumping on his solid tool as he gave me head. Then he took his mouth off my cock and leaned down to suck on my balls. He groaned a bit I reckon cause they must've smelt pretty rank after sweating all day at work but there he was this brawny biker mate of mine down there licking and sucking on my big old biker ball sack anyway. I felt his other hand pulling my jeans down and then feeling for my arse. I'd never thought about it but no one had ever gone for my arse before but right now I was ready to break every rule I thought I had in me. Al's finger started playing with my hole and I didn't even think about it but let him go for me. I tried to relax my arse a bit but it was so tight and dry hurting so I wriggled my tight hole to pull him off me. But then Al just gobbed onto his finger and went back for my hole. This time with the spit it was better and I was able to let him slide his finger up in me a bit while he looked up at me and grinned. Then he swung me round and got his tongue working into my hole. I was leaning against the wall with my arse in his face as he stretched my cheeks apart and licked up into me til I was grinding my arse into his face with his beard tickling me like I was one of his chicks. His hands were tugging over my cock and balls. He pushed me clear stood up and swung me round and pushed on my shoulders. I knew what I had to do and went down on my knees onto the pissy floor and when he sat down on the bog I took his big cock head in my mouth rolling it round in my cheeks and swallowing the taste of a man in me. I heard the door to the toilet open and a couple of my mates walked in to take a piss. Al had his hands on the back of my head so there I was one biker sucking off another biker while their mates were right outside and that just made me even hornier. I let Al's fat cock out of my mouth and got to licking his balls. The man tasted even better than I'd thought he could and I got one hand pumping on my cock and with my other started feeling my way up his crack to his hot hole and getting into him. He pushed the back of my head tight into his crutch and I breathed in the smell like a drug while I eased my finger as far as I could into his tight hole. Then the guys pissing outside who had seen me and Al go into the bog started laughing and asking if we were doing lines and how about sharing the goodies. So there I am on my knees sucking off my mate with my finger up his arse while Al cool as fuck just laughs back at them saying he'd see what he could do. The mates left chuckling to themselves and him and me realised we'd been there long enough so we got up and pulled up our jeans then went back to the bar carrying on to the guys we'd done some great coke and we finished our beers. My finger smelt ripe from his arse and my crack was still wet from Al's saliva.
We downed the rest of our beers real quick, Al wiped the giveaway words off the table and got back to my place, locked up the bikes and got to my room and stripped down to our jeans and boots with our cocks and balls hanging out. I lay down on my back on my bed and Al got over me and pretty much for the first time I was ready to suck a sweaty fat biker cock. He slid his cock into my mouth we started to 69 it. I had my nose buried in the crutch of his dirty jeans while that his big cock of his ploughed into my throat and his hairy balls slapped against my chin. Al's beard tickled my balls and his hot mouth took all my fat 8 inches deep in his throat. Al rolled off me, kneeled on the bed, undid his belt and pushed his jeans down and showed me his arse and like I didn't know it said, Ok biker, time for you to rape my hole. He lay down on his stomach. I took my belt off my jeans and looped it over and around his wrists pulled his arms up then cinched the buckle tight to the bed head. Then I pulled Al's belt off and looped the buckle round my right hand. I shimmied down on the bed beside him and pushed my sweaty left armpit into his face. Al started lapping his mouth into my hairy pit his eyes open and looking up into mine. I looked down over his tensed muscular back and at the cover of biker tatts then I swung the belt hard down onto him. The sound of that thick leather smacking into Al's flesh and the groan from his throat as he sucked even harder into my pit was like a drug so slowly I raised the belt and gave it to him again. Now he was going to be raped. Altogether I must've whipped him a good six times but like the tough biker dude he is Al took it well.
I got up behind him and looked at wide red welts crossing his back and wiped my hand into my armpit taking his saliva then rubbed it over my thick hard cock. Then I opened his tight butt lowered my knob up against his arsehole and sank the complete eight inch tube of hot fat sticky meat into his body. His whole body convulsed as I raped his hole over and over again. He was groaning and trying to breath but with each hard thrust I could feel his heaving give up the effort and he gave up his arse to my fat biker cock, raping his arse like he had to be taken. A staunch male being used by another one. I reached down to feel my shaft and when I pulled my hand away saw it was slick with his arse juice mixed with a bit of blood. I wiped it into his beard, over his back and then licked it. The taste drove me into more powerful fucking and with Al groaning rape me you cunt rape me I did just that. I got up behind him and twisted my cock into every angle of his hole while he grunted under me as each time I sank my thick tool into him it filled up his whole arse with my swollen knob buried completely up him.
I bit into his neck sucking on his sweat while he cried rape me hard rape me. I called him a slut whore and he groaned like the bitch I was making him and somehow my cock sank even deeper into his body. I was nailing my biker mate to the bed as my fat balls swelled with sperm but before i shot i slid my eight inches of swollen meat right out of Al's arse hole. He cried out when I was out so fast but before he knew it I'd swung him over onto his back and threw his legs up in the air and got my knob against his hole and sunk right back in as far as i could. My face got buried in his dirty sweaty jeans and his boots were thumping against the top of the bed as I ploughed him open but I was in so deep it was like I was driving every juice in him into my brain. Then my load was exploding out of my balls, thru my cock and into him as his cock shot a river of cum onto his sweaty stomach. His arsehole clamped tight round my cock and i could feel his hole suck every drop of sperm out of me. I was shuddering and grabbing at his muscle saying you cunt you cunt. Then I collapsed onto him. We lay tangled for a while while we came to then slowly i untied him and we dragged our clothes off. We grabbed hold of each other and rubbed our bodies together joining our sweat and juice together. Pretty soon we passed out.