"Damn, what a great day for a ride," I thought as I opened my eyes to a stream of sunlight flowing into my bedroom window. Scratching my swollen cock and filled balls I slowly woke up to a bright sunny morning. Clearing my head I remembered the hot fuck boy I'd hooked up with the night before..
Let me describe myself. My name's Jim, and I'm a 32 year old masculine. I'm 6'1" and weigh in at 210. I work out several times a week, and still have well defined chest and abs and nice big arms. I've got a thick 9 cock with a nice big helmet heat that`s been known to make a few boys scream when I've mounted em. Folks tell me I'm pretty good lookin, but always think of myself as pretty average; brown hair and eyes and a ruddy complexion. I've been riding motorcycles and wearing leather for the past 12 years.
I don't know whether it was the leather and tall boots or powerful machine between the legs that attracted me first to motorcycles and the men who ride them, but when Paul, a hot stud I knew from college introduced me to both and the man sex that went along with them, I knew I was hooked.
Paul and I had lived on the same dorm floor during our freshman year. He'd ridden bikes since a kid and had all the gear to go with it. He was 6' tall, steel blue eyes, blond, and a body chiseled in muscle. The few times I'd seen him coming out of the shower with a towel around his waist, I could tell he had a very nice package between his legs.
He was always asking me to go riding with him, but I'd make some lame excuse that I couldn't. Not that I didn't want to climb on the back of his Harley with him poured into his skin tight jeans, leather chaps, chest hugging motorcycle jacket, and tight black gloves, but he was always talking about the girls he'd poked and I was a little apprehensive of climbing aboard and sprouting a boner that would give away my lust for his tight ass. Having my 9" cock that close to a hole I'd give anything to snake into was more than I wanted to venture.
The following year Paul and I both moved off campus to separate apartments, and we saw each other rarely. One day walking home from class, however, the familiar sound of a roaring HOG caught my attention and I turned around to see a leather god roaring down the street in my direction. I must have stared a bit too long because the man and his machine turned around and pulled over to the curb. "What's up stud? How yeah been?" Paul said as his gloved hand raised the visor on his helmet. "Well aren't you a sight for sad eyes," I replied, a big grin on my face realizing who this leather stud was. "Doin good, thanks. Just headin home."
"Grab a helmet outta the saddle bag and I'll get there sooner," he said.
I found the helmet and fumbled it on, climbing on the back of the motorcycle. "Hold on tight," he said, taking my hands and putting them tight around his waist, as we shot off down the street. I gave him directions, and much to my horror, started to shoot a boner with my cock pressed up against his leather ass. "This is what I was damned worried about before," I thought, as we pulled into my place.
"Damn, that was nice," I sheepishly mumbled as soon as we came to a stop, me trying to hide my growing erection behind the helmet I quickly took off.
"Yup, always gets the juices flowin," Paul said, giving me an evil wink.
"Come on up and have a beer," I said, hoping he'd take me up on the offer.
"I could use a cool frosty one," Paul replied as he followed me up the stairs. "Don't be embarrassed about that hard on," Paul reassured me, as we entered my apartment. "Happens to me all the time...but usually it goes down after the engine's off," his eyes focusing on my still hard 8" straining against my Levis. "Sometimes, though, you just can't rid of it, the vibration gets you so sexed up," he said, rubbing the back of his gloved index finger across my hard nipple.
"God, what was happening," I thought to myself. Here is one of the hottest men I've known and I think he's coming onto me and getting me so hot.
"Sometimes," he said stepping closer and putting his leather covered hand on the back of my neck, "it takes something more." I looked straight into his blue eyes as he drew my head closer to his face, his lips opening slightly and his tongue sliding out. I was in no mood to resist as I opened my mouth and let him pull my lips to his in a sloppy man kiss, his tongue working its way past my teeth and deep inside.
"But...but..." I tried to say.
"But what? That I dig only chicks?" Paul asked as he pulled his tongue out of my mouth. "Hell, buddy, there's nothing finer than a little man to man play after a ride. And you're one hot fucker I really want to play with," he said., his hand working its way down my chest to my rock hard cock inches away from his noticeably full bulge framed in the black leather chaps.
"Oh, stud, I've wanted you ever since we first met." I said, giving him a taste of my tongue as I felt his hard pecs through the leather jacket. "Damn, you're getting me so fuckin horned up."
"Well, let's just take care of that," he whispered, as his mouth returned to mine and his right hand pulled on my hardening tit through my tshirt. My legs were rubber as he found my zipper and pulled it down. Reaching inside he found my spear as hard as steel and pulled it out.
Strokin it a couple of times, Paul kneeled down and said, "Mighty fine pole you got there. Make one nice meal, and I plan to get to eatin right away." Slowly his tongue licked around the engorged head and lingered at the pee hole. Tasting the first drops of precum that had oozed outta the slit, he continued working down the underside of my shaft, tasting and slurping at the tender skin. His moustache started to tickle as he got to my cum filled balls, licking first one, then the other, before taking them both into his warm mouth.
"Fuck yeah," I said, putting my hands on the back of his head as he bit down lightly and pulled on my ball sack, working each hard nut over with his tongue. Just when I didn't think I could take it any more, he let my balls slide out of his mouth and returned to the helmet, putting his mouth over it, and using his talented tongue to play with the blood filled head. In one smooth stroke, his throat opened up and he slide down my entire cock. I thought I died and gone to heaven as his throat grabbed my shaft, his lips pulling on the lose skin at the base of my cock as he pulled his head back. I grabbed the back of Paul's head and forced my rod back down his throat and started a good face fuck of his talented mouth. It had been a hell of a long time since I'd gotten a blow job like the one Paul was giving me.
He was obviously a pro at this and mine wasn't the first man slab he'd deep throated. His hands were tight on my butt, pulling me deeper into him, and working my ass crack with his fingers as he continued to bob up and down on my hard meat. Just when I though I was gonna shoot a load and my balls started to pull up, Paul pulled up and said, "Think we need to shed some clothes here, bud, if we're gonna continue this action."
Back in the bedroom, Paul started to get undressed, but I told him to take off only his jeans and tshirt, and put his chaps back on. I wanted him...needed him in leather. The smell and sound of his leather covered body was overwhelming. Mixed with his man scent, I was intoxicated.
I watched him as he undid his chaps and took off his jeans and shirt. His hard and thick ten inch shaft glistened with precum as he put his chaps and boots back on. The tight black leather framed his hairy crotch and accentuated his low hanging balls that dropped below the top of the chaps encasing his muscular legs. He slipped back into his jacket, leaving it unzipped and revealing two hard nipples, one pierced with a small silver barbell, and a hairy chest of muscle. Damn he was a fine lookin man.
"God your beautiful," I said when I moved to suck on his nipple, letting the metal stud knock the back of my teeth as I reached down and stroked his big enflamed cock.
"I want you to taste this," he said as he pushed my head down toward his huge slab of meat. "I want you to lap up my precum and let me know if you like it." My lips opened as I tried to fit the big head into my mouth. It had been a long time since I'd had a piece of man flesh this big in my throat, I thought as I tried to deep throat the monster. "That's it," he groaned, as his gloved hand pushed my head farther down his cock. At one point I gagged, and he released his pressure just enough for me to get a breath as he forced more dick down my unwilling pipe.
"You'll get used to it," he growled as he pulled the slick mass from my throat and pushed me down on the side of the bed. Paul got down on his knees as he brought my legs up over his big shoulders and started once again pulling on my cum filled balls with his teeth. His left hand moved up and started pinching on my tit and his other hand moved slowly down my ass crack and over my pulsing hole. Letting my slip balls out of his mouth, his tongue moved down my crack when he spread my butt cheeks apart and worked his tongue around my man cunt, rimming it with little flicks. "Oh fuck,," I moaned as his tongue found that tender bud and then worked its way inside, leaving a trail of spit behind. As his tongue spread me open, he started sucking on my now dripping chute, his fingers all the time playing with the puckered ring.
"Can I have this? I need it bad." Paul asked. "Real bad."
"I don't know," I moaned, all the time enjoying the sparks he was causing to my backside. "I've never been fucked before."
"Oh, buddy, I know I want this cherry now," Paul said as his tongue went doubly to work on my pulsing sphincter. He was drivin me fuckin crazy with his tongue and leather covered finger probing my virgin chute.
"Unnnnngh" I moaned when the black digit finally entered my dark cavern. "Of fuck that feels good." Pulling out a little then pushing deeper into me, he rubbed my prostate and my legs shot up in the air around his neck. "Fuck yeah," as he sent a jolt of electricity straight to my straining and flowing cock. "Do that again man. You fuckin got me goin," I howled.
Paul worked his finger expertly in and out of my virgin ass, loosening it up for the assault he and I now knew was soon to come. Twisting and turning the slim pole inside, he could feel me loosen up and slowly worked another finger inside. "Oh man, that feels so damn good," I cried, never having felt such pleasure before.
"Can I have this dark cherry now? " Paul seductively said. He was a pro at seducing top guys, and the snake between his legs swelled up like a cobra, its big head throbbing with the flow of blood.
"Please be gentle. I don't think I can take that gigantic spike you've got." I said, reaching into the bed stand and pulling out a rubber that I rolled down his crank. "And lube up good, man, or you'll tear me apart," although I knew from experience any tight hole could be massaged and excited to the point of taking a good sized man tool that was working to get inside. And this stud was an expert at coaxing open unexplored manholes and introducing them to the total ecstacy of hot and sweaty mansex.
"Don't worry, babe," he assured me. "We'll go nice and slow, and anytime you want me to stop I will," he said, taking the lube and slicking up the one eyed monster we both wanted deep inside my gut. "See," he said working a glob of the goo in and around my anxious and inflamed rose bud," it's already more excited than when we first started," as he pushed first one then two lubed fingers again into my upturned ass Touching my love nut once again deep inside, I told him I needed his meat in me right then.
Paul stood up, throwing my legs over his shoulders as he aimed his giant missile at my inflamed target, the object of his lust. "Here," he commanded, "take a whiff of this. It'll relax you. That's what you need to do. Just relax and let it go in nice and easy. Don't tighten up or it will hurt." I unscrewed the brown bottle and took a giant hit of the popper he offered. Taking the sheathed pole in his glove hand, he nudged at my love hole. Just when the scent was taking it's effect, Paul pushed his big cock head inside the tight opening..
"Oh fuck, pull it out, I can't take it," I screamed as his gloved hand covered my mouth. "Please, please," I mumbled suddenly becoming aware of the full smell of leather under my nose and becoming even more aroused.
"Just calm down and relax. Don't tighten up. Loosen up that butt ring. Just relax and get used to it," he softly urged, not moving. I was breathing in short rapid breaths, but neither of us moved while I became accustomed to the giant head now buried in my coal chute.
"OK, buddy," Paul instructed. "We're gonna take this nice and slow and the hard part will be over soon. You feel so fuckin hot." Paul pressed forward again and his massive dick slid past the 3, 4, five inch point. "We're almost there man. Just a little bit more," Paul said, stopping to let me get used to the intrusion. Paul removed his hand from my mouth and moved to my chest where he started playing with my rock hard nips. Twisting and turning them between his fingers, the sharp pain drawing my attention from my now open chute. Taking another hit from the bottle, Paul pinched hard on my tit as he punched the remaining 5 inches deep inside.
"Oh fuck, " I cried as he skewered my screaming hole. "I can't take it. You're splittin me open. I think I gotta shit man"
"Relax, Jimmy," Paul said softly. "You don't have to dump. That's how you should feel. You're full of man cock. It's done. I'm deep inside. I got you cherry, and you feel so damned hot and tight. You're so fuckin tight around my cock." He didn't move, letting me get used to the sudden invasion and the full, tight feeling. As I started to relax I could feel the wiry hair of his furry crotch on the sensitive skin just below my cock., his balls resting on my ass cheeks.
Soon the pain subsided, and I began to enjoy the fullness in my gut. The smell of manscent, sweat, and leather bringing new sensations to my head I opened my eyes and looked into his steel blues.
"Yup, buddy. The rough parts over. I'm deep in your ass. Now we can both enjoy the new road we opened up," he said softly as he planted a wet kiss on my open mouth. Slowly he pulled the massive cock a little bit out and pushed back in. Withdrawing farther with each slow, steady stroke, the ridge of his hard dickhead rubbed over my now burning prostate.
"Oh fuck, that feels better than I ever thought it could. What the hell have I been missing," I moaned as he picked up speed and I wrapped my legs around his back.
"I knew you would" he grinned, "now let's get down to some serious man lovin.," as he started to pump faster, his cock pulling out more and more until I could feel the ridge of the head stopping at the now open and loose entrance.
"Oh yeah, stud, gimme that club. Pound my ass with that slab," I urged, wanting him to slam into me. Paul drove his shaft deep into the depths of my hungry hole, touching every nerve I had deep inside and sliding effortlessly over my hard love nut, bring new sensations with every deep thrust.
"You like it now, don't you man," Jim growled. "You like havin my cock deep in your ass, ridin that hot pussy you got," as he pounded full force into the gaping hole, his balls bouncing against the backside of his latest conquest with each forced entry.
"Fuck yeah, I like it. Ram that fucker in. Bury that horse dick deep in me." My legs pulled Paul deeper into my body, wanting to hold Paul's manhood forever in my bowels, needing to be filled with his hot cock, wanting to mate with this leather god that had just raped my cherry hole and now taking possession of my new new man cunt. My butt ring suddenly started working independently, holding tight to the withdrawing shaft. Trying to hold on to it tight.
"Oh, fuck, man, that feels so fuckin good," Paul moaned. "Milk my big dick while I fuck your tight ass. Suck my cum outta me with your hot pussy."
Sweat was pouring off both men as they fucked, matching stroke for stroke Each one wanting the other. Each working for a new position that would drive Paul deeper into Jim. Each man delirious to the physical cravings that only a hard cock and tight hole can satisfy. Paul bounced on the upturned ass, while Jim moved, trying to hit new spots inside with each hard probe. Paul moving to get new positions, always trying to force his manhood deeper into Jim's willing ass. Jim's head was spinning as his whole being concentrated on the big fat dick forcing itself into his darkest depths. Both men fucked hard, sweating and grunting as each tried to satisfy their own basic needs. Jim's mind was focused on his ass hole and the fullness he was experiencing for the first time, the scratching of his prostate that sent shivers through his entire body. Paul's every thought was concentrated on his dick and the feelings it was giving the tight sheath of flesh pulling on his manhood. Both men fucked like the animals they had become. Focusing on their need to release their cum filled balls. Sweat was pouring from both men, as hard the cock fucked unrelentless into the tight hole, and the tight hole bucked back to get the invader deeper inside.
"Make me your leather bitch. Make my ass your cum dump," I cried out
"Oh, fuck, man, I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna seed that hot ass of your. I'm gonna blow a load deep inside of you," Paul cried out as he slammed harder into the man beneath him.
"Oh yea, Stud. Wet my guts with your cum. Fill up my hungry hole with your juice. Ah, shit man. I'm cumin too. Slam my ass with that big fucker.. Oh damn, Oh fuck, Aaaaargh, I'm cumin man. I'm blowin a load. Fuck it outta me, stud. Aaaaaaaaaaaghhhhhhhh" Jim cried as his own cock erupted, shooting a stream of cum onto his chest on the first blast. Jim grabbed his rock hard dick and aimed the second shot at the stud's massive chest and let lose with a volley that almost hit Paul's mouth.
"Yea man, shoot me with your cum, shoot me while I fire a wad in your ass. Oh fuck, I'm cumin, man, I'm cumin in your tight ass. Milk my cum into your ass. Oh yea, milk it good. AAAAAAAGHHHHH. FUCK YEAH... FUCK YEAH...FUCK YEAH!," Paul screamed as his massive dick plunged deeper than it had been before and fired off three long spurts of hot man juice. Jim could feel Paul's cock swell up even more as it shot off round after round of hot jism deep inside him. Jim's ass instinctively clamped on the piece of man flesh fucking his gut and milked the massive cock of its seed.
Paul collapsed onto Jim's chest, sharing the cum that covered both men. Jim wrapped his legs tight, holding the stud and his big dick as deep as he could keep it.
Breathing heavily from the workout, Paul finally said, "Damn that was hot man. I've never fucked like that before."
"Neither have I," Jim grinned, his chest heaving. "Neither have I, and I sure as hell liked it," squeezing his sphincter around the softening piece of steel that still pierced his body.
"Hell yeah, buddy. We need to get you a bike and leather and continue this hot fuckin," Paul moaned as his softening cock was expelled from the tight virgin hole he'd just popped.
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