These mountain bike stories are mostly true, I say mostly because I am a mountain biker, I'm gay, I have attended mountain bike seminar's and camps, and I have had sex at some of these events. These stories are true although some are enhanced so as to fill in the gaps.
We start out this series with the way I got started and first experience's with another boy's cock.
It was February in Pennsylvania and as usual there was a raging blizzard out side. I was in my recliner in front of a nice comfortable fire in the fireplace. A popular Mt. Biker mag in front of me, and my mind, body and soul yearning to be in the mountains and one of my favorite bikes between my legs, the beautiful pictures in the mag was firing up my desire to be out there doing my thing.
It was Monday evening and I was home alone, Kevin my very horny riding buddy was home at his apt, we had a good weekend together, my cock was settled in from the weekends work out, but my ass was still a little sore from the pounding Kevin had given it.
Kevin is the top in our relationship, although a kind and caring type of man, when he has a hard on and some one present ready willing and able to service that beautiful eight incher, to put it mildly he can get some what aggressive. He loves to get a good blow job from a guy who loves to suck cock, and can be relentless in getting his demands from that individual. Kevin has a remarkable talent for endurance, and can give himself a boost in that department by tying off his balls and enjoying a much longer blow job before he gets off.
There are also times and frequently I may add he likes to stick that eight incher up a willing ass, and this is one of the times he does get on his aggressive side. He is on the tall side, and I know with me, he likes me bent over a table or couch arm, and with that monster planted deep in my ass he grabs my hips and lifts me up to his level, and gives me a good manly pounding. There are times I get carried away and moan and squeal with pleasure when he does that. He says I squeal like a stuck pig, and that really turns him on. On this particular weekend he had a on going urge to hear me squeal, and now on this Monday evening I was still feeling the after glow of those fucking's
I have several stories I want to relate here, about my Mountain bike adventures so I better start at the beginning. I think I was thirteen at the time and Randy, Tom, Glenn and I were riding our Mountain bikes along the creek and as sometimes happens on those summer days, the weather took a sudden change, and there was no doubt in our minds it was going to be a soaker. We decided to head for the old mill about half mile down the trail we were on, it was an old water wheel mill long ago abandoned, although still standing. ( Since that time it has been made into a historical state monument).
The four us had been there hundreds of times, and being boys we did what boys always do sometime or other in their lives did, I am talking about a little show and tell. You know what I mean, you show me yours and I'll show you mine, and many times those little show and tell games turn into jack off sessions. No doubt as we redoubled or efforts to get there before the rain got us, we probably all had the same thing on our minds, a little Jack off session was an up and coming event when we got there.
As it turned out we didn't quite make it and we got pretty wet before getting some shelter in the mill. It was a good excuse to get our clothes off so we wouldn't catch cold, and standing there naked and shivering of course comments were made about each others cock's. Then one took hold of his cock and gave the rest of us a better view, and suggested we warm our selves up by having a little action. We each soon followed, and the next thing we knew we were pumping our cock's
But this time for some unknown reason I wasn't getting it up as quickly as my buddies were, but Glenn's was raging already. Glenn said something that all but blew me away, he had hold of his cock and he pointed it straight at me and said "here you finish me off".
I had never touched any body else's cock in my life, true I had in the past some fantasies about it during some solitary jack off session's, but never thought I would ever get the courage to do it. I was very much aware of what it meant to be queer. I knew how some of the upper class man got treated when the guys thought they were queer. I wanted no part of that scene, in fact it scared me to death, and death I was sure it would be if my Dad or family ever thought such a thing about me. I would be dead meat for sure.
I hesitated and shrank back from the offer. But Glenn got pushy and insisted, I still refused, but he began getting impatient, even raised his voice a little. The other guys just stood there watching this new development of an other wise routine jack off session. I think both stopped pumping as Glenn got more and more pushy, finally he took my hand and put his cock in my hand. It seemed to me I was not in my own body, it felt like my body was here, but I was some where else. I couldn't believe I had some one else's cock in my hand, and one of my best buddies cock at that.
Finally I got my wits back and tried to let go of Glenn's cock, but he had hold of my hand and it was firmly gripping his cock, I couldn't let loose of his cock, we stood there for I don't know how long not moving with my hand on his cock.
As reality began to return I remember thinking it felt good, another guys cock in my hand, then I thought not just good, but dam good, I felt Glenn's hand began to loosen its grip, but I didn't loosen mine, the next thing I knew Glenn was fucking my hand, I realized what was happening, and started to let go of the cock, but Glenn grabbed it again and tightened his hold, then started pumping faster, I knew what was going to happen, but I couldn't let go of his throbbing cock. Then he took both of hands and wrapped them around my hand that had the firm hold of his cock, what happened next was a blur at the time, but as I think back it all came back to me.
He pointed his cock straight at mine, through his head back and with loud moans shot his cum all over my cock and balls. It took me a while to recall the details, but Ido remember feeling his cock pulsate in my hand, and I felt his hot cum hit my cock and balls. It took me a few seconds after he shot his load to realize I had a raging hard on, and I think I actually had precum oozing out.
The other guys stood frozen right where they stood, their eyes wide in astonishment, their mouths open not believing what they had just seen. It took a few seconds for the other guys to digest the fact that Glenn had just fucked my hand and shot his load all over by dick and balls.
This scene speeded up their juices and both Randy and Tom was ready to shoot any second, Randy went first, then Tom turned his dick in my direction and shot a second load on my cock and balls. I was in near shock as I was still holding Glenn's Dick in my hand even though he had released his grip on my hand still wrapped around his now softening cock.
For the next few days and nights I couldn't get my mind off the fact I had my hand on some else's cock, I just could not shake the electric shock of the feel of the cock, it just wouldn't leave me. I think I jacked off a dozen time's during the next few days just reliving the feel of that cock in my hand.
On our next meeting we decided to go back to the old mill, I think we all knew what was going to happen, another good jack off session, and I was quite nervous as what part I may end up playing.
I was getting the nagging feeling that I was after all gay, and quite frankly that scared the hell out of me.
As it turned out I did play a major part in those future jack off session's.
The very next time at the mill they talked me into letting all three them fuck my fist, It was a thrilling experience for me, I got so hot I had to jack my self off twice before they all got finished.
By the end of that experience, I was scared to death that I was gay, but I knew at that time deep down in my soul I be more than just touching cock's.
I have to admit the thought of taking some guys cock in my mouth, scared the hell out of me, but my gut told me it would happen sooner or later.
After a couple of meetings at the mill the guys got used to fucking my fist, this time Randy had just finished, the cum was still dripping from his dick, and he grabbed my head and started to push it down, and told me to kiss his dick. I wanted too in the worst way, but was scared, I was especially afraid to get his cum in my mouth, Randy pushed hard enough that I had to keel. The first time I had ever seen a cock at eye level, I hesitated to put his cock to my lips, but he shoved his cock forward and pulled my head towards the dripping cock, still afraid of the cum I quickly turned my head, and the head of his dick hit my left cheek. and he rubbed his cum all over my cheek. Then he forced my head around and made me kiss the end of his cock. I could feel the slippery cum on my lips and I think I panicked, but then he pulled my head hard to his cock and it went inside my lips, he rubbed his dick around the inside of my lips.
Tom stepped in front of me, I was still on my knees, he grabbed his raging dick and started jacking off again, I was mesmerized by the throbbing cock bobbing up and down in front of me, I was to far out of control of my self, and the next thing I knew I had a full load of cum all over my face. I think it was just a natural reaction and with out realizing it I started to lick my lips. And there it was my first taste of cum. At first I didn't realize what I had done, the guys were just staring at me, I don't remember Randy stepping in front of me but I was on my knees staring at his cock at eye level and I knew it was going to explode at any minute, I just froze and waited, but not long and he pointed his cock straight at mouth and unloaded right on target. They told me later I opened my mouth and I took the whole load. I do remember swallowing and licking my lips again.
From that point on it just grew from there. The next time the guys wanted me to go to the mill with them, I tried to get out of it, but they knew it was only a half hearted effort on my part, and the next thing I knew I was my way to the mill.
It was no secret each of us knew what was going to take place, especially me, they weren't forcing me to come along, they knew and I knew we were going for the sex.
I was the one that was on my knees, I was the one that took a face full of cum, I was the one that took a mouth full of cum, swallowed then licked my lips. I knew I was the reason we were making this trip to the mill. How far would I go, I knew the answer to that question deep down.
It was as plain to me as if it had been written in big bold head lines in the morning paper. No matter how scared I was, no matter how much I didn't want to be gay, I knew I was going to take a cock in my mouth before we left the mill today. I wasn't the only one that knew that, so did Randy, and Glenn.
We decided to take the short cut, but that meant a couple of mean hills to climb, ( some of those Pennsylvania hills can be real mean.) But I knew in my gut the reason for the short cut was hanging between our legs. The silence on the way over was more than just the hill climbing, I had the gut feeling my three buddies had gotten together with out me. No doubt they had some conversations regarding my new found interests in their cock's, and no doubt they had some preconceived plans concerning some new adventures that included my new interests.
To be continued
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