Thanks to those readers who have given me feedback, it has been very exciting for me and I have included some of your suggestions as the story has progressed. I could not decide on a name for the gang but finally came up with the comic strip heroes that, looking back, first gave me an indication that I was turned on by leather and boots while still quite young. Now read on.
Brian has survived his first weekend being initiated by the motorbike gang and developed a love for its members and their lifestyle. At last he feels he has a group where he belongs.
As instructed, Brian was waiting just round the corner from his apartment on the following Friday evening. He was again wearing his biker leather jacket, blue jeans and bike boots which he now felt were a real uniform and not just the fancy dress of the previous week. He could feel the heavy metal ring the gang had locked on him, pulling his balls down. All week it had been a reminder of the new lifestyle into which he had now entered.
He heard the now familiar sound of Jeff's bike and soon it came round the corner and pulled up in front of him. He felt a tingle of excitement as he recognised that shiny black jacket and jeans with the big belt that had been used to punish him on a number of occasions already. Best of all was seeing those tall ranger boots which he had now got to know intimately from lacing them up and polishing them with his tongue. Although he could not see it, he knew he was once again in front of that big cruel cock which had become the focus of his new life.
"Put on the helmet and hop on, Cocksucker"
Brian quickly obeyed and clamped his arms around the broad leather covered chest as the bike roared off to the pub where he knew the other guys who now controlled his life would be waiting.
It was another night in the pub like many he had spent before, but this time Brian was part of a gang even if he was the lowest member of it. The guys did not let him forget his position with their regular commands to suck their cocks and in the case of Jeff, his master and Rick, the gang leader, to go out to the toilet with them and swallow their piss.
He learnt that there were differences in the other gangs who also hung out at this pub. It was okay to speak with some of them but one gang, the Rebel Rousers were sworn enemies of his gang, the Black Hawks and he was to keep clear of them at all cost. Most of the time, the gangs kept to themselves and had their own spaces in the bar.
As before, he left with his gang and rode behind Jeff back to the farmhouse where again he was stripped of all but his jacket and boots, collared and chained to the verandah post to be used as the receptacle of either cum or piss for all 6 guys as they continued with their night's drinking.
He learnt that Saturday was Rick's birthday and he would be given a birthday dinner in which Brian would have a part and also that he would be given his own present in the morning.
When the guys began to drift off to bed, Jeff untied him and put him over his lap, gripping his cock between his leather covered knees and began to slap him hard with his big hand. Brian's head was hanging down by those big boots and he grabbed them tight and sobbed into them with each whack but they kept on coming, warming up his backside for further use, as Jeff told him
When it was warm and red enough for Jeff's liking, he took Brian to his bed and fucked him until he fell asleep. At least Brian knew he was now trusted enough not to be chained up although with Jeff's arms and booted legs wrapped around him, he felt it would be difficult even if he had wanted to escape.
In the morning, he again attended to Jeff's pissing needs and some of the others as well. Except for Rick, they had to ask Jeff first before using his property. Then after Brian had got their breakfasts, cared for their boots and cocks from his position at their feet and cleaned up, he was told to get dressed for the ride into town, to collect his present.
He rode in behind Jeff as usual but Sean and Jack came along as well. They pulled up in front of a tattoo parlor. When they took him inside, the owner put up the closed sign. The owner was a short fat bald guy wearing a leather vest, jeans and boots. He obviously also appreciated leather especially that worn by the hunky men who had just walked into his shop.
"Ah gentleman", he said "your new member is to be decorated and fixed and I will give you a discount if I can have some fun with him afterwards"
"That's the arrangement, Bill" replied Jeff.
The guys grabbed Brian and threw him on the work bench face first, strapping his arms and legs down with leather belts. He felt Bill get busy with his needles and before long he had the words `Property of the Black Hawks" in big ornate black letters between his shoulders with a hawk's head underneath. Then "Jeff" was written on his left buttock. Sean and Jack helped turn him over and tie him down again and this time the piercing gun came out and before long rings had been placed through his nipples and through the skin under the head of his penis.
"Now my payment" said Bill as the guys turned Brian back over again, slapped some crisco up his chute and he felt the owner clamber onto his back and shove a very large thick cock into him and then pound him savagely. When he had cum, he clambered off, took some cash off Jeff and then Brian was untied and told to get dressed. It was in a state of shock that he climbed back on the bike behind Jeff and was taken home.
He and his presents were shown off to the other guys who had remained back at the house but Sean reminded them that some care would be needed for the next few weeks if the money they had spent wasn't to be wasted.
"Plenty of other ways we can have our fun with him until his tits and cock heal."
He was allowed to rest chained by the neck to the wall until after lunch, the guys were mainly busy working on their bikes.
Again he acted as a normal waiter for lunch, serving and clearing except a normal waiter would not expect to have his butt slapped or cock pulled while pouring a drink.
After lunch Sean and Jack told him he would have to help them in the kitchen prepare the dinner for Rick's birthday and so he was kept busy slicing, chopping and washing up. For a while he felt a normal member of the gang. Sean and Jack were willing to treat him as just another member sometimes although they could be as vicious as the other gang members when it came to fucking his face or belting his backside when he was used for their sexual pleasure.
It was therefore a bit of a shock when, after most of the cooking was underway, they suddenly turned on him and grabbed him by the shoulders. His yelp brought Mick in to help, Brian always knew he was in for big trouble when Mick got involved.
Mick took hold of his legs and they carried him out to the dinner table where they laid him down on his back with his head hanging down over one end. His arms were tied down to the table legs on that end and he felt straps being fitted to bind his chest and legs tightly to the table surface. They then went about setting the table as though it was normal to have a near naked guy strapped down as a centre piece. Finally candles were placed in holders all around his body.
When the meal was ready, the senior members were called in and Rick was given head of the table where Brian's mouth was waiting to service his cock whenever he felt the urge. The meal went ahead with a lot of hilarity and whenever one of the guys felt like pouring another beer or grabbing for the salt, they managed to grab either Brian's' tits or cock as well. There was much encouragement for Rick to use Brian's mouth between courses, not that he needed much encouragement.
When the time came for dessert, a cake was brought out and the candles which were all round Brian's body were lit. They sang Happy Birthday but instead of any blowing out ceremony, each guy grabbed two candles and began to drip the hot wax onto Brian's poor body. The tits and cock head which had been pierced that morning were still very tender and again Brian's screams seemed to just turn the guys on to increasing his torture. His cock stood straight up as it was covered in wax and the guys cocks were also soon standing straight out. Rick's cock was shoved violently into his mouth and the whole table shook as he fucked viciously while the guys shouted
"Happy Birthday"
When Rick was finished fucking Brian's mouth, they each took his place. Because Brian's head was hanging upside down, he could not easily swallow their cum, it just flowed out into his nose, eyes and hair. They left him on the table and, opening more beer cans, drifted into the next room to watch TV.
Sean and Jack returned later to remove the straps and lift Brian off the table. He was taken into the lounge room as well but was dumped on the floor and and all the guys used his poor body as a footstool for their boots while they drank and took in the crime show on TV.
"Fuck, this is boring" exclaimed Tony "let's put on a sex DVD and get horny"
Brian did not think these guys needed a DVD to achieve that state.
However the program didn't play long uninterrupted. Brian could just make out the scene of two hunky guys fucking in the view he got through Jacks' boots which were resting on his face. He knew Jeff's boots were resting on his cock and giving it a thump fairly regularly. So much for the warning to treat his piercings with care. Brian knew the video was having its effect as he could hear the guys slapping their own meat in time with what was happening on the screen.
"Let's have a contest to see who shoots first." Tony said. He was full of these ideas.
Jeff dragged Brian up and sat him down on his lap thrusting his cock up into his arse. Rick grabbed Jack and did the same as did Tony with Sean. Only Mick was left out and the disappointment was obvious on his glowering face although he was told to pull himself off.
The three senior guys began fucking the guy in their lap and also squeezing their tits while the guy on top worked on his own cock. Yells and grunts filled the room, much louder than came from the Screen. It was Tony who first yelled,
"I'm cu....umming, Fu....uck"
followed closely by Sean who as Tony's cum shot into him, reacted by spurting his own juices across the room and before long Jack's were also flying as Rick filled him and eventually Brian also exploded as he felt Jeff's product pour into him as he twisted his poor tits violently and seemed to be trying to eat him as well, biting hard onto his neck.
Soon there was just the sound of exhausted panting as all the gang members came down from their peaks. Jeff lifted Brian off his lap and he was told to use his mouth to clean up the cocks of each of the gang members and then the mess that the guys on top had made to the room.
They all paired off for bed and Jeff again took Brian into his bed, wrapping his arms and legs round him. They were all soon asleep, the result of the evening of beer and sex.
To be continued