Nick had been working very long hours for the last two weeks and was looking forward to a well earned two days off, midweek, and getting his bike out. Nick loved to get out in any weather on his BMW 1200GS, but the weather for the last few days had been getting better and better. Temperatures had risen to the mid 20's and the conditions for riding a motorcycle were perfect. Being midweek the roads were quiet and Nick knew just the route he wanted to take.
Up early Nick showered and kitted up for his ride. He chose his lightweight jacket and his favourite leather trousers which zipped into the jacket. Although hotter than fabric, Nick much preferred his leather trousers, he told himself it was for the protection but really he knew that he just preferred wearing leathers and he also knew he looked good in them. Biker boots on and Nick went out to his garage, earplugs in helmet and gloves on and he was ready for off.
Nick headed out of town and over the moors. He loved the long, fast sweeping curves. He rode hard for a full hour. The roads were very quiet but it was hot and after an hour of good riding Nick was ready for a break. He made for an area he knew where there were some trees and a small stream. It was a little off the road but the track down to it was smooth and he had soon parked up, well away from prying eyes. Nick took off his helmet, locked it to his bike and walked a little way through the trees so an open area beside the stream.
Finding an area of grass Nick sat down, took off his jacket and then peeled off the tight black T shirt which he wore underneath his jacket. By now his T shirt was wet with sweat and it felt good to part with it. The sweat glistened between his pecs and the hair on his chest felt damp. Nick lit a cigarette and sat smoking for a few minutes whilst he took off his biker boots and removed his sweat soaked white sports socks. Nick put his cigarette out and unzipped the ankle zips of his leather trousers. Undoing his trousers at the waist he unzipped and slid his trousers off.
For a few moments he sat wearing just the lightweight Bike jockstrap. Bike jockstraps were Nick's preferred underwear under his leathers. Nick did not know what he would do when his Bike jockstraps wore out, not available any more Nick had amassed quite a collection of jockstraps of different makes trying to find a substitute for his beloved Bike straps.
There was no-one around, his jockstrap pouch was well wet with (mainly) sweat , so he slid off his jock and enjoyed the feeling of his balls and cock hanging free after being contained in the pouch of his jock.
Nick lay enjoying the sun for a while when he heard the deep note of another motorcycle. The sound got closer and then stopped. He was in a deserted area and it is not uncommon for bikers to stop. Have a quick cigarette and then carry on. Nick thought nothing more of it, and continued to lie in the sun. He lit another cigarette and just as he did a voice behind him said:
"Oh, sorry, I didn't know there was anybody here"
Nick immediately sat up and said "No worries, it's not a problem for me. I'm not shy!"
The guy who had just arrived said:
"Oh, OK. I'm Matt"
"I'm Nick" replied Nick "Want a ciggie?"
"II would love one". Matt sat beside Nick but not before he had taken off his biker jacket and white T shirt.
Matt's was tall, 6'3", well built with wide shoulders and well defined, but not large, pecs. He had close cropped dark hair and pale blue eyes. His chest was completely hairless and a small trickle of sweat ran down between is pecs.
Nick noticed, as Matt leant across to accept a light from Nick, that there was a hint of dark stubble all across Matt's chest and below his navel a strong line of thick hair disappearing under the waistband of his jeans.
Matt turned to Nick and said
"This is two minds with a single thought. You don't mind if I sunbathe here with you". It was more of a statement than a question. With that Matt pulled off his biker boots and socks, slid his jeans down to reveal a black thong, which Matt immediately slid down.
Nick immediately noticed Matt's penis. Hanging straight, perfectly circumcised and not huge but very attractive. But Matt's sack was what Nick noticed, heavy and low hanging, Matt had truly 'big balls'.
Nick had always been proud of his own cock and balls. His sack was heavy and full and his penis was just on the side of big, uncircumcised, with a foreskin that extended beyond the end and completely covering his glans.
Nick was looking at Matt admiring his whole body, noticing his thick dark bush, which was neatly trimmed. Matt smiled at Nick who felt his cock stiffen slightly. Nick noticed a small drop of pre-cum glistening on the end of Matt's cock.
Nick asked: "When were you cut?" Matt replied "When I was about five or six. I think I had a tight foreskin but I don't really remember, then when I was nineteen I had my frenulum removed".
"Did that change anything?" asked Nick.
Smiling, Matt said "Well it makes bringing myself off easier!" Matt brushed the end of his cock, Nick noticed that it stiffened slightly.
Matt turned to Nick and asked if he had ever thought of getting circumcised.
Nick replied that hew was happy with having a full foreskin.
"Does it go right back", Matt asked Nick.
Nick took his foreskin between finger and thumb and rolled it right back to expose his glans.
"Is it tight?" asked Matt.
Nick turned to Matt and said "Why don't you try it and see how it goes?' and rolled his foreskin back fully covering his glans.
Matt reached over and took Nick's foreskin and rolled it right back. Nick's cock stiffened noticeably and as Matt rolled Nick's foreskin back he noticed a large ooze of precum exit from Nick's cock.
By now Matt was fully erect, definitely a grower, Matt's cock was impressive and at at around 7" his cock was very similar in size to Nick's.
Nick reached across and gently took the end of Matt's cock in his hand. He felt Matt's cock twitch slightly and he gently ran his hand down Matt's shaft to his balls, which were shaved and perfectly smooth. Matt moaned quietly and took the whole of Nick's cock in his hand.
To be continued............
Up early Nick showered and kitted up for his ride. He chose his lightweight jacket and his favourite leather trousers which zipped into the jacket. Although hotter than fabric, Nick much preferred his leather trousers, he told himself it was for the protection but really he knew that he just preferred wearing leathers and he also knew he looked good in them. Biker boots on and Nick went out to his garage, earplugs in helmet and gloves on and he was ready for off.
Nick headed out of town and over the moors. He loved the long, fast sweeping curves. He rode hard for a full hour. The roads were very quiet but it was hot and after an hour of good riding Nick was ready for a break. He made for an area he knew where there were some trees and a small stream. It was a little off the road but the track down to it was smooth and he had soon parked up, well away from prying eyes. Nick took off his helmet, locked it to his bike and walked a little way through the trees so an open area beside the stream.
Finding an area of grass Nick sat down, took off his jacket and then peeled off the tight black T shirt which he wore underneath his jacket. By now his T shirt was wet with sweat and it felt good to part with it. The sweat glistened between his pecs and the hair on his chest felt damp. Nick lit a cigarette and sat smoking for a few minutes whilst he took off his biker boots and removed his sweat soaked white sports socks. Nick put his cigarette out and unzipped the ankle zips of his leather trousers. Undoing his trousers at the waist he unzipped and slid his trousers off.
For a few moments he sat wearing just the lightweight Bike jockstrap. Bike jockstraps were Nick's preferred underwear under his leathers. Nick did not know what he would do when his Bike jockstraps wore out, not available any more Nick had amassed quite a collection of jockstraps of different makes trying to find a substitute for his beloved Bike straps.
There was no-one around, his jockstrap pouch was well wet with (mainly) sweat , so he slid off his jock and enjoyed the feeling of his balls and cock hanging free after being contained in the pouch of his jock.
Nick lay enjoying the sun for a while when he heard the deep note of another motorcycle. The sound got closer and then stopped. He was in a deserted area and it is not uncommon for bikers to stop. Have a quick cigarette and then carry on. Nick thought nothing more of it, and continued to lie in the sun. He lit another cigarette and just as he did a voice behind him said:
"Oh, sorry, I didn't know there was anybody here"
Nick immediately sat up and said "No worries, it's not a problem for me. I'm not shy!"
The guy who had just arrived said:
"Oh, OK. I'm Matt"
"I'm Nick" replied Nick "Want a ciggie?"
"II would love one". Matt sat beside Nick but not before he had taken off his biker jacket and white T shirt.
Matt's was tall, 6'3", well built with wide shoulders and well defined, but not large, pecs. He had close cropped dark hair and pale blue eyes. His chest was completely hairless and a small trickle of sweat ran down between is pecs.
Nick noticed, as Matt leant across to accept a light from Nick, that there was a hint of dark stubble all across Matt's chest and below his navel a strong line of thick hair disappearing under the waistband of his jeans.
Matt turned to Nick and said
"This is two minds with a single thought. You don't mind if I sunbathe here with you". It was more of a statement than a question. With that Matt pulled off his biker boots and socks, slid his jeans down to reveal a black thong, which Matt immediately slid down.
Nick immediately noticed Matt's penis. Hanging straight, perfectly circumcised and not huge but very attractive. But Matt's sack was what Nick noticed, heavy and low hanging, Matt had truly 'big balls'.
Nick had always been proud of his own cock and balls. His sack was heavy and full and his penis was just on the side of big, uncircumcised, with a foreskin that extended beyond the end and completely covering his glans.
Nick was looking at Matt admiring his whole body, noticing his thick dark bush, which was neatly trimmed. Matt smiled at Nick who felt his cock stiffen slightly. Nick noticed a small drop of pre-cum glistening on the end of Matt's cock.
Nick asked: "When were you cut?" Matt replied "When I was about five or six. I think I had a tight foreskin but I don't really remember, then when I was nineteen I had my frenulum removed".
"Did that change anything?" asked Nick.
Smiling, Matt said "Well it makes bringing myself off easier!" Matt brushed the end of his cock, Nick noticed that it stiffened slightly.
Matt turned to Nick and asked if he had ever thought of getting circumcised.
Nick replied that hew was happy with having a full foreskin.
"Does it go right back", Matt asked Nick.
Nick took his foreskin between finger and thumb and rolled it right back to expose his glans.
"Is it tight?" asked Matt.
Nick turned to Matt and said "Why don't you try it and see how it goes?' and rolled his foreskin back fully covering his glans.
Matt reached over and took Nick's foreskin and rolled it right back. Nick's cock stiffened noticeably and as Matt rolled Nick's foreskin back he noticed a large ooze of precum exit from Nick's cock.
By now Matt was fully erect, definitely a grower, Matt's cock was impressive and at at around 7" his cock was very similar in size to Nick's.
Nick reached across and gently took the end of Matt's cock in his hand. He felt Matt's cock twitch slightly and he gently ran his hand down Matt's shaft to his balls, which were shaved and perfectly smooth. Matt moaned quietly and took the whole of Nick's cock in his hand.
To be continued............