Jim pulled on his tight black cop gloves and helmet and mounted the Sportster he'd just purchased. He turned on the key and the monster roared to life between his legs. "Damn," he thought as the machine massaged the drained balls and cock he'd just pumped into Chuck's hot and willing mouth. "This'll get me spunked up again in no time," he grinned.
Besides the vibration that was affecting his crotch, Jim loved the feel of the tight leather chaps hugging his muscular legs. The gloves he was wearing were so thin it felt like he was wearing nothing at all as he gripped and twisted the throttle. The jacket hugged his broad chest, and he had the zipper half way down to show off the flexing muscles beneath the tight black t-shirt he was wearing.
Slowly he maneuvered out of the bike shop parking lot and drove several hundred yards down the road to a parking lot in front of an abandoned strip mall. With no cars around and plenty of room to maneuver, Jim practiced accelerating and braking on his new bike. Gaining confidence, he concentrated on tightening his turns and leaning into curves as he rode around the empty lot.
Slowing down and preparing to stop, Jim noticed another biker pull into the area. It was obvious to Jim, though, that he wasn't there to practice. He handled his HOG with the skill and dexterity of an accomplished rider...his turns smooth and downshifting smoothly as he pulled up along side Jim.
Jim noticed immediately that the biker was dressed exactly like himself. Tight black leather chaps gripped his muscular legs that straddled the motorcycle's narrow seat. Jim couldn't help but notice the huge package in the tight crotch resting between the seat and gas tank. The man's chest was packed into the leather jacket he wore part way unzipped. He didn't have a shirt on underneath and a full covering of black hair over a chiseled chest and well defined pecs was visible. He wore the same short tight gloves Jim was wearing, and a half-helmet with mirrored sun glasses which reflected his own image as he looked into the biker's eyes.
"What's up, buddy? New bike?" the stranger asked The man's voice was deep and sexy, and added to the vision of the stud Jim was forming.
"Just got it," Jim replied. "Trying to get used to the handling before I take it out on the roads for any extensive riding."
"It's a real beauty," the leather man complimented as he eyed the new bike. Jim could feel the guy's eyeing him as well. "You get it from Chuck down the road?"
"Sure `nuff did," Jim replied. "He's a real friendly guy. Got me sold and outfitted in not time."
"He is that," the stranger smiled, taking his hand from the clutch handle and resting it on his bulging crotch. "He'll take care of all your needs, biking and otherwise," he laughed. "By the way, my name's Bart. Always nice to meet another biker."
"Thanks Bart. I'm Jim. Brand new to biking, but know already I'm gonna love it, at least from the bikers I've met so far," he said as the two gloved hands gripped firmly in a friendly shake. He held the shake just a little longer than usual, and shot a devilish grin to Bart, who he saw was one hot man. Bart must have been at least 6'2 and with a gigantic neck and chest that tapered to a lean stomach. The chaps hugged a nice bubble butt that looked like a couple of firm melons packed into the tight pair of jeans he was wearing His hands, covered in thin black hide, were massive, which Jim hoped indicated a nice piece of cock that was outlined in the huge package framed by the tight fitting leather chaps.
"Well let's get the mother out on the road and see what paces we can put her through," Bart explained as he reved up his engine and shifted into first.
"Sounds cool to me," Jim yelled above the rumble of the engines. "I'd sure appreciate you're giving me some road time to get used to it."
Bart moved slowly from the parking lot onto the road and Jim pulled in behind. Bart was obviously experienced at riding, but had also apparently put in plenty of time with novice riders. He stayed well within the speed limit and concentrated on staying in the left half of their shared lane He kept turning around to be sure Jim was keeping up, and asked if everything was OK. Bart also knew of various roads in the area and the two men road on city streets to highways and finally turned off onto a low traveled country road, with twists and turns up and down gently rolling hills. The bright sun, ideal temperature, and beautiful scenery made the time roll by quickly. All the time Jim kept his eyes on the shiny black leather jacket stretched across the back of the hot man in front of him, catching an occasional glimpse of the heavy motorcycle boots working the shift and brake. The excitement on being on his own bike vibrating sensually his cock and balls resting on the seat, behind this good looking stud sent shivers of sexual intensity through his groin.
The pair had been riding for hours, when Bart pulled off the two-lane country road into a long forgotten and neglected rest area and picnic table set back from the road and hidden among the trees.
"Thanks for stoppin, man," Jim said. "I was really startin to need a piss and could stand a drink as well."
"Well, there aren't any facilities here so we can rough it behind the trees over there, and there's a well and pump just over there," and Bart pointed to the corner of the parking area.
"First things first," Jim said as he dismounted and turned off the bike. "Thought I might split a gut there the last few miles," he grinned as he walked over behind the nearest grove of trees.
"You and me both," Bart explained as he followed Jim's lead. "Guess I should have asked earlier if you needed to empty the snake," he laughed.
Jim stopped out of view of the road and unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cock, which even soft measured a good seven inches. Holding the prod in his gloved hand, he let lose with a heavy stream of bright yellow piss. Bart stepped up along side, unzipped and hauled out his own sizeable piece of meat and let loose with a hard gusher of steaming urine.
"Damn that feels good. Didn't realize how bad I needed to go," he said as he massaged the giant between his legs, taking the shaft and aiming the stream across Jim's heavy flow.
Jim looked up from the golden streams and found Bart staring at him. "I always like watchin a man with a fine piece of equipment relieven himself," he grinned. "And you got one fine cunt buster there."
"Thanks, buddy, and you got one huge endowment there in your hand as well. Bet you probably stretched open a few tight holes there yourself," Jim grinned as he reached over and took hold of Bart's flowing shaft, pumping it a couple of times and letting his gloved fingers interrupt the steady flow.
Jim took his wet fingers and put them to his nose and inhaled deeply. "The smell of man piss always gets my juices flowin, so to speak," Jim signed. "And that smells damn good," he said as he put his fingers in his mouth, "and tastes even better."
"Fuck yeah, a man after my own heart," Bart explained as he dropped on his knees beside Jim's cock flowing with liquid amber. "I wanna taste that juice you been building up all day. Let me have a taste of that nectre," he urged as his tongue flicked through the golden stream. "Oh man, that tastes good. Love to taste a man's piss straight from the hose," he moaned. "Fill me up with that juice," he cried, as his lips clamped around the Jim's spraying cock head.
Bart started swallowing Jim's hot piss as fast as he could pump it. "Hell yeah, buddy, drink my hot piss. Let me fill you gut with my pee. Drink it all, man," Jim roared as his hands grabbled the back of Bart's head, forcing his dick deeper in the mouth that was draining him dry and emptying his bladder.
Bart looked up and smiled appreciatively, his mouth full of man cock with small streams of hot piss flowing from the corners, trying desperately to swallow all the hot liquid being fed to him. Finally the stream slowed to a trickle as the last drops of piss were forced into the sucking mouth. "Fuck that was great," Bart cried out. "It's been too damn long since I gotta taste some ripe piss right from the faucet. Thanks man, I appreciate that."
"My pleasure," smiled Jim, pumping his softening cock in Bart's face. "Guess you got a little too excited," he grinned, looking down at his leg and boot where Bart had pissed all over it in his excitement. "Looks like you got some cleaning up to do now, boy. Get your tongue down there and clean up my boots and chaps. Clean the piss off of them," he ordered.
"Yes sir, sorry sir. I didn't mean to wet on you leathers, sir. I'll have it cleaned up fast, sir," Bart explained as he began licking the leather leg, getting it all slick with his tongue and saliva.
"Just be damned sure my boot's clean too. Get your fuckin tongue in the seams there and suck out all that piss. I don't need these shit stompers smellin like some piss hole. That's a good boy, get your tongue in there good." Jim enjoyed watching his leather stud groveling on his knees, his tongue bathing his black leathers with a film of spit, licking up whatever remains of piss were still present.
Jim lifted one leg onto the seat of the near by picnic table as Bart licked up the mess he'd caused earlier. Gradually he worked his tongue up the leather until his mouth was just below the big denim bulge at the top of the leg opening. Grabbing the back of his head with his hand, Jim ground Bart's face into his hardening cock, forcing it into the man's mouth. Jim felt the hot air of Bart's breath through his jeans.
"Hell, yeah, that's what you want man, isn't it? You wanna taste this stud's cock don't you?" Jim taunted.
"Yes, Sir," Bart replied. "I want your big dick now. I need it bad. I want you to fill me up with that big piece of man meat you've got. Show me what you can do with that fucker."
Bart found the zipper to Jim's pants with his teeth and slowly pulled it down. Jim's hard cock sprang out into Bart's waiting face. Jim grabbed the shaft and slapped it a couple of times across the wet and open lips. "Here it is boy. Take it and suck on it real good. Get it all nice and wet. Churn up the cum in my big balls. That's it boy, take this fucker deep in your throat." Jim's head rolled back as Bart opened his mouth fully and plunged the big snake down his throat, his neck muscles expanding to accommodate the monster invasion. His lips clenched tight around the big dick that was filling him up.
"Oh yeah, boy, you're doin good. You need cock bad," Jim moaned as he bent over and forced his big meat deeper into Bart. He started fucking the mouth that had just recently drunk down his piss. Instinctively his hands started wandering down Barts's muscular back covered in black leather and down to the firm ass framed in the tight chaps. His fingers traced the crack that divided the two melons forced into the faded jeans. Now it was Bart's turn to moan as the leather covered fingers pressed harder and harder into the flesh.
"Oh man, that feels so fuckin hot, you playin with my butt while I'm given you head. Let me take down my pants so you have your way with my ass," Bart said. He pulled his pants and chaps down around his ankles, exposing a beautiful butt and enflamed ass hole.
Jim knew what he wanted to do to this hot ass that was now exposed to him, and he sucked one of his fingers into his mouth, covering it with a thick load of spit. Taking his finger, he ran it down the hot ass and stuck it at the opening of the man hole he was about to claim. Bart yelped as the first digit of the big finger entered his tight ass. "Take it slow and easy, stud. It's been awhile since I got my hole opened up," Bart said. "But I want it bad. Take your time and you'll be balls deep in no time."
Jim took the hint and left his finger where it was for a while to let Bart get used to the intrusion. Slowly he began working it in deeper and deeper, until he had the entire finger was deep inside the tight ass. He could feel the hard love nut and flicked it with the end of his finger. It had just the effect he wanted.
"Oh damn, that feels good whenever you touch me there," Bart said. "Oh fuck." Jim began to slide the wet finger out and then back in, always running it over the enflamed prostrate. After he'd sawed at the hole for awhile, he took a second finger and put it at the opening, pushing it in deeper and deeper as he continued the in and out motion of the first finger. Soon both gloved fingers were moving freely in and out of Bart's relaxing hold.
"Oh fuck man, that feels so good. I'm gonna want to feel you in there deep real soon," Bart moaned. Working his butt ring on the fingers that were assaulting his puckered hole, Bart asked Jim to put another finger in and get him stretched out for the cock he needed bad.
Jim worked his third finger in and at the same time pulled at his own hard cock, that was anxious to enter the enflamed chute that was being prepared. The precum was flowing and the giant head of his engorged cock was slick and wet. As he continued to work on Bart's hole, Jim pushed his legs higher and exposed the man's hole to the cock head that was now at the opening pushing to get in.
"I'm gonna take your hole now," Jim said as he forced the head of the big snake through the slick opening. "Oh fuck, that feels so fuckin good," Bart moaned as he opened his hole more and pulled his legs wider apart. "Get that monster deep in my man cunt and fill me up, stud," Bart demanded as Jim slowly slid the entire length of his mighty shaft into the hot tunnel that slowly engulfed his very being. "You are so damned hot," Jim said as he rested his cum filled balls against the hot leather man's crack. "I'm gonna fuck you till you can't take it any more."
"Well then give it to me hard, stud. Get that fucker poundin in my hot pussy." Bart slapped Jim's ass with his gloved hand. "Come on fucker, show me what that daddy dick can to this boy's hot ass."
Jim pulled his 10" slab of meat almost all the way out, leaving only the flanged head inside and slammed the monster back in as hard as he could. Bart moaned at the sudden loss and then gasped at the quick invasion. Soon both men were in the heat of a pounding man fuck. Bart needing Jim deep inside his gut, and Jim wanting to fill his new fuck buddy with all of himself. Jim's entire brain was focused on his cock and the feeling of his cum working in his balls, being sucked out by the hot wet man tube that he was pounding into. Bart's ass was on fire
Sweat was rolling off both bodies as they worked to couple and unite their very beings. Needing and wanting to be joined in pure animal craving. Jim had never fucked a man who wanted and needed his cock and to be filled as much as Bart did. He wanted every inch that Jim could offer. Jim maneuvered to give him more and more with each stabbing thrust, to touch deeper into the hot flesh that engulfed him.
"Oh fuck yeah, man. You're gonna make me cum," Bart yelled. "You keep poundin away and I'm gonna cum here man. Fuck yeah man, I'm about to shoot."
Hearing that, Jim started thrusting deeper and faster into the hot man hole that clenched at his big cock. His own balls were heavy with cum and it was working its way down his long shaft, wanting to be planted deep inside the man that was hot to receive it. "Oh yeah, suck that cum outta my balls with that hot butt of yours, boy. I'm gonna shoot a thick load deep in your gut. Get ready to have your ass filled, boy. Get ready to be planted with a big load of daddy's hot cum. It's cumin boy. God damn, here it comes."
"Give it to me daddy," Bart yelled. "Hell yeah, fill me with your seed. Fuck yeah, daddy. I'm cummin, ughhhhhh, I'm cummin , ughhhhh, God damn, I'm cummin. Ah fuck, Bart twitched, a hard cock pluggin his hot hole and his cock spewed a hot load of cum all over his chest. The second shot hit his chin and Bart tried to lap it up. Seeing this, Jim thrust harder and faster, bound to dump an equally large load of cum deep in the hole he was pluggin. "Hold on man, I'm gonna shoot too. Take that hot ass of yours and suck the cum outta my balls. Oh yeah, boy! Oh yeah, boy. Ahhhhhhhh fuck," Jim yelled as the first volley of cum shot deep into Bart. "Ah fuck," he yelled again as he shot another three rounds into the leather stud beneath him.
Both men went silent. A satisfaction filling them after the total release of surging pig lust had spent from their spraying cocks. Jim laid on top of the hot stud he'd just fucked, his drained meat still encased in the man tunnel he'd just fucked.
"Oh man, that was fuckin intense," Bart finally moaned. "Been a long time since I've had a fine stud work over my hole like that. I needed it bad, man."
"You and me both, buddy. You got one of the best man pussy's I've plowed in a long time." As his softening cock slowly snaked out of the chute, Jim thought this hot fuck is too good to let go. "Come on bud, let's get dressed and mount up. I've got a friend I want to introduce you to."
Bart gave a big grin. "Hell yeah, man, if he can work his cock as good as you."