This is a work of fiction. Any character portrayed living or dead is purely coincidental.
Randy was 18 getting ready for his long day. He kept thinking of changing his profession from psychiatrist too journalism. What was he expecting in college? He looked in the mirror and got dressed. He muttered to himself as he was leaving his small apartment. "College is the big leagues, and I'm ready for the big leagues." When Randy got to Mr. Moggs class he was early. Randy looked at his watch. 9:30 in the morning. Just then Mr. Moggs walked in.
"Morning, Mr. Moggs." The teacher looked at his student. He stared at him for what felt like a lifetime to Randy. "Randy Right?" Randy nodded yes. "What brings you to my class on Saturday?" Randy looked confused. "Saturday" Mr. Moggs smiled and said "Yes. Notice how no one else in class." Mr. Moggs looked at his watch. "Why don't you go home and relax?" "But you said the test was today." Mr. Moggs shook his head then laughed. "Sorry, I got my days mixed up." "The test is Monday." Randy got his book bag and headed out the door.
Randy walked back to his small apartment and saw the door wide open. Randy quickly ran out to find his landlord. When he found the landlord Mr. Farm he was working on a tenant's bookcase. "Mr. Farm, Thank goodness I found you." The landlord looked at the kid. "What's the matter?" "I think someone broke into my apartment." "Was anything taken?" Randy shook his head. "I didn't walk in I was afraid." "Go check out your apartment and come back and see me." "If anything was stolen worth value I will call the police." Randy looked at the landlord. "Go on." Randy walked slowly into the apartment and heard a rustling in his kitchen.
Randy slowly peaked around the corner and saw a big man with a very thick beard eating some of his left over pasta. Randy quietly and quickly got out of the apartment. He walked back over to where Mr. Farm was. "I looked in." Mr. Farm looked at Randy. "He looks like a biker and he's still in my apartment eating my food." Mr. Farm looked wide eyed. "Kid I'm going to do you a big favor." Randy was wondering what that favor was. Mr. Farm told Randy to stay put. He left, the lad alone in another apartment for a few minutes.
When he returned he had a check in hand and a suitcase. "Ok here's a check made out to you." "Also this suitcase has some of my old clothes. Use them." Randy looked confused. "The biker in the apartment, that's his apartment." Randy looked confused. "It's simple." "He rented it then left never returned, waited for years to lease it." Randy was thinking "Forget being a psychiatrist, I should become a lawyer." Randy waved the check away. He walked back to his apartment and saw the biker watching his television. "Ok look you." The biker looked up and laughed.
A laugh that sounded like it came up from his stomach. "You have a nice feminine body." Randy looked scared. "Tell me ever where a dress?" Randy got a quick idea. "I bet your childhood was lonely." "Care to discuss?" The biker looked puzzled. "Tell me, how many kids picked on you." "What about your parents, did they care?" The biker got up. "Boy don't try to analyze me." The Biker appeared to be about 6ft 8in.
He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a picture of Randy dressed up as a schoolgirl. "Where did you get that picture?" Randy thought a minute. "Thomas is that you?" "Yes it's me your friend Thomas." Both laughed. Before any more questions. Thomas explained a lot of things. "Your Landlord is a friend of mind." I told him what I planned and he agreed to play along." "I have to admit, you have balls Randy." Randy laughed. "Yeah me 5ft 5in. Balls of steel." "Do you still wear dresses?" Thomas asked excitedly. "Only that one time for you my friend." Randy couldn't get over how his friend changed. Thomas was 32, and he had a full beard. Thomas told Randy to take a ride with him to the stores so he could buy him some women's clothing. "Thomas I really don't wear women's clothing." Thomas stared at his friend. Then Randy started shaking. "I'll suck your beautiful cock, that's it."
Thomas walked out to his bike and took off a white box. He gave it to Randy. Randy opened it. Inside was a skin tight black dress made out of latex. With it was black panties and bra, black nylons and long black latex evening gloves. "This is sweet Thomas." "But I don't know." "You get ready be back with shoes for you and make-up." "And shave everything." He yelled from the door. Thomas left and Randy got ready. "Why am I doing this?" Randy asked himself. Randy answered himself. "Why not?" "This could be good for your studies." Randy always wondered how big his friend's cock was. He thought his friends was most likely bigger than his little one. Ten minutes later Thomas returned with boots and make-up. "Let me see Randy." Randy called out give me another two minutes. Randy came out wearing the dress. Thomas smiled. "Let's do something with your hair." Thomas began to comb and brush Randy's hair.
He then proceeded to tease it a little and some other tricks. When he showed his friend in the mirror. Randy had a hard time believing it. Next Thomas applied the make-up to his friend. When he was finished Randy walked back to the room and put on his black nylons and latex evening gloves. He walked out wearing everything except shoes. Thomas ran back out to his bike and brought in the boots. They were knee high flat and black. Randy threw them on. "Now you look like a biker's bitch." Both laughed. "May I ask why I have to wear this?" Thomas began to frown. "See my friend I'm gay." Randy didn't say anything. "I don't want my biker friends to know." Randy then spoke. "Why be secret about it?" "I mean they do know you are a hairdresser, Don't they?" Thomas shook his head no. Randy didn't say anything. Thomas and Randy walked to his bike and Thomas got on first and kicked started the engine.
Thomas and Randy rode through the streets. Thomas introduced Randy to his biker friends. The bikers looked at Randy then Thomas. A most of them told Thomas they thought he was gay. Thomas feeling a small pang of guilt. He got up in front of the whole gang. "My friends I have been living a lie." Everybody looked at him. "I must confess I'm gay." Everybody talked and whispered for a few minutes. "Yes I'm a gay and I also cosmetologist." Thomas got a strong standing ovation from his friends. A few guys asked Thomas to maybe do something with their wives' or girlfriend's hair. Thomas gave a few cards out. Thomas then told people that Randy is in fact a guy and his model so they could see his work.
When everything was over Randy and Thomas left. Thomas drove back to his apartment with Randy. Once they got inside Thomas thanked his friend for being there for him. He then bent down and kissed Randy. Their tongues twisting in each other's mouths. Randy started to reach down and unzip Thomas's jeans. He then slid his boxers down. Randy broke away from the kiss. He knelt down. "Does a biker's bitch do this?" He asked. Then started to lick the shaft of his friend's cock. Randy got up a second and saw his friend's cock was a good 8 in. Randy knelt down again and began to suck the cock. Thomas placed his hands on top of Randy's head as he was sucking him. He tried to swallow the whole thing. After a few minutes, he took his gloved hands and began to jerk the cock while sucking the ball sack. Thomas moaned. Randy then proceeded to go back to sucking the cock. The second Randy pulled away Thomas shot a very thick messy load of cum all over Randy's face and dress. Randy opened his mouth as Thomas shot some more. Thomas looked at his friend and laughed. "You should see your face." Randy got up and asked to use the bathroom. Randy saw his face and laughed a bit. Randy walked out and saw Thomas still erect. He also saw Thomas removed his shirt.
Thomas was now naked in the living room. Randy walked in the kitchen Thomas followed as Randy bent over the kitchen table. His head facing the wall waiting. Before anything could be said. Thomas unzipped the dress. He then unhooked the bra and slid the panties down. Thomas noticed his friends little cock. "I'll get you very erect my friend." Randy realized what he was talking about. And before he said anything He felt a very big dick enter his ass. Randy yelped. As Thomas kept pushing. Randy thought his ass was going to be split in two.
Soon Randy felt the ball sack slap against his ass. Randy moaned as Thomas began to go back and forth. After a while Thomas shot another load. When his cock came out, some cum came dribbling out. Randy sat on the kitchen table, spread his legs, Thomas crouched down and began to suck his friends cock. Randy giggled as the beard tickled his cock. After sucking a few minutes, Thomas pulled back and saw his friend's cock was now erect. He went back sucking a bit more when Randy shot a load down his friend's throat. "Now you are erect." Randy saw his cock was erect still not big. Thomas told his friend he wanted to try something with him. Thomas removed his friend's boots and took a massive piss in them. He filled them both up to the very top. He picked one up and dumped it on top of Randy. Randy opened his mouth getting a little bit in there. This excited him. He couldn't explain it. Thomas then took the other boot and threw the piss all over Randy. They kissed some more. When they stopped Thomas spoke. "You are truly a mess." Randy laughed. "I guess this is what happens when you become a biker's bitch."
Randy moved out of his apartment near the college. He decided to move in with Thomas. Randy also became good friends with some of the biker's wives' and girlfriends. Randy and the girls would out shopping for clothes and some very naughty toys. Once Randy graduated from school. Thomas said they would discuss about adopting children and maybe getting a house that they both could work out from.