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My heart had sank when Dad announced at the breakfast table that his mate Dave would be staying with us for a few weeks. I had nothing against the guy, it was just that we had nothing in common. He was a bit of a petrol head and you were more likely to find my head in a book rather than under the bonnet of a car. I was sorry that he and his wife were having problems, but why did he have to come and turn our garage into his makeshift living quarters? I tried to hide my disdain as I took a mouthful of cereal and continued reading my novel.
To be honest, I hardly noticed Dave was there. Our exchanges were usually on the driveway as I returned home from the library and he was tinkering with some engine or another. Mum and Dad had gone to our caravan for the weekend and I was enjoying the peace and quiet. I was curled up on the sofa in the sitting room when Dave slumped into a chair and switched on the TV. Some Saturday night quiz show blasted out and I sighed out my irritation.
You not off out tonight, James? Dave asked. A lad like you should be hitting the clubs on a Saturday night.
Im fine as I am thank you I retorted, trying to re-read the line of text Id just scanned. I thought about going up to my room when Dave started to speak again.
I think Ill go for a ride, do you want to come along? Its a nice night for it.
I frowned. Its 9.30, a little late for a trip out I think. Besides, dont you need some specialist clothing to go on a motorbike?
Dave smiled I have a spare helmet for passengers he said.
I had read The Motorcycle Diaries a few months ago and had found it fascinating. I was tempted by the offer but thought it sounded dangerous.
Come on, the night time air will do you good Dave said, handing me a helmet which was a lot heavier than it looked.
Although I has been reluctant, it was quite exhilarating being on the back of the bike. Dave had recommended I hold onto him, rather than the bar at the back, with it being my first time. Id never really appreciated his physical girth before now. I dont know if it was the vibrations of the bike, or the closeness to him,but there was a stirring in my loins that wouldnt go away.
Dave pulled into a late night petrol station to fill up. He left me to look after the bike while he went to pay. I shifted over to the riders end of the seat and leaned over to the handle bars. A gang of feral looking lads came over.
Hey, sick ride mate one of them said. Give us a go
Certainly not! I replied. Its not even my bike
They began to snigger. It figures. A pussy like you wouldnt have a bike like that the ringleader said.
I looked over to the kiosk where Dave was. I wanted these thugs to go before he came out but I saw him being handed his receipt and making his way back. The mouthy gang member saw him too.
Hey mate, you shouldnt let a queer like this on such a cool bike The others laughed and I felt my face burn in shame.
Dont you fucking speak about him like that Dave said.
Oooh sorry mate, I didnt mean to upset your boyfriend the youth spat out sarcastically.
Dave struck out so fast, it was all a blur to me. He knocked the guy to the ground and his mates quickly dispersed. The ringleader cupped his bloody nose, jumped to his feet and ran off too. I felt nauseous and embarrassed by the whole escapade.
The ride home didnt have the same thrill. I dumped my helmet onto the seat and went into the house. I felt humiliated and so glad to be home.
Dont take any notice of lads like that Dave said as he walked in, Theyre dickheads
I ignored him as I got back to my place in the novel. He pushed the book down so I would listen.
Its okay to be different he advised.
What would you know? I said angrily. I wasnt being fair to him but this shit night was his fault.
He sighed. Come with me, I want to show you something
I followed him into the garage hed been sleeping in for the last few weeks. He retrieved a box from under the bed and placed it on the duvet.
Go on, take a look he said.
I sat on his bed and opened the box. I scanned the contents: poppers, lube, leather bracelets, a dog eared copy of a porn mag full of naked twinks
My wife couldnt accept me being Bi. Thats why we have split up
I wasnt sure what to say. I nervously picked up one of the leather braclets, popped the press stud, and placed it around my wrist. It didnt suit me whatsoever.
Dave burst out laughing at what he saw Erm, thats a cock ring he said.
Oh I said and started laughing at my stupidity too but it fits around my wrist!!
Ill take that as a compliment Dave said, still grinning at what Id done.
What does it actually do? I asked. For all my book smarts, I was relatively sheltered sexually.
I have one on now Dave said, and I couldnt help but immediately glance towards his crotch. There was an impressive lump in his leather trousers. He ran his thumb and forefinger along the length of his cock.
Wow I muttered.
I just love the way it looks and feels Dave told me.
Will you ..show me? I asked nervously.
A smile played on his lips as he unbuttoned his leather jeans. A thick black bush came into view as he opened his fly. He pushed the waistband down over his hips and my eyes widened as his awesome dick fell out. It was soft but still around 6 inches long and as thick as an exhaust pipe. It was marbled with a network a blue veins and the head was covered by a long, loose foreskin. His cock and low hanging hairy balls were tethered together by a tight black leather band with silver studs on it.
Wow I said again. Is it .painful?
Not at all he said, giving his junk a gentle tug. He leaned over and removed the band around my wrist. Why dont you give it a try?
My heart raced and my mouth felt dry. I dunno, I think Ive tried enough new things for one night
Dont you trust me? He enquired.
Before I could answer, he looped his fingers into my belt and pulled me to my feet. I did trust him so I decided to go along with his suggestion. My hands shook with adrenaline as I began to undo my jeans. Unlike Dave, I never went commando so I stood before him in my boxers, my jeans around my ankles unsure of how this was supposed to go.
He knelt down and slipped off my underwear. I nervously cleared my throat, feeling very exposed. My cock was nowhere near as big as his. It wasnt small, but it was only as wide as a smarties tube. Undeterred, Dave gently gripped my cock and tight nut sack, wrapping the warm leather band around them. I looked down at my pale cock, which was now protruding slightly. The stirring from earlier returned and I was impressed with how it looked.
We just need to get some blood in it .to appreciate the full effect Dave said.
He undid his shirt and revealed a broad hairy chest. He was now totally naked and the sight of him made the blood rush to my lower portions. He lifted my t-shirt over my head and smiled as he looked me up and down. He began to stroke his fat prick which was now fully erect, not taking his eyes off me for a second. The cockring began to pinch as my meat also began to grow but he feeling was pleasant and I also began to massage my throbbing member. We both watched each other masturbate. My dick had never felt so hard and I was surprised Id managed to fill to cockring so well.
Does that feel good? Dave asked.
Yes I croaked.
He moved towards me and took over wanking my length. His rough hands made my cock throb as he worked my foreskin back and forth, rubbing my balls with his other hand. He guided my fully exposed cock head to his own purple helmet, knocking and rubbing them against each other. My head tipped back as electricity shot through my body. It felt so good having our two cocks touching.
He led me over to the bed and lay down us on our sides facing each other. He continued to play with both our knobs as I let my hands wander over his body, stroking the hair on his manly chest. He shifted closer and our bodied moulded together, my breath getting heavier as he rolled his long foreskin over the tip of my dick, enveloping it.
I let out a loud moan as he moved his hips and I moved mine, his hand firmly grasped around both our cocks. Pre-cum leaked from us both as the docking continued and the smell of musk was heavy in the air between us.
Dont cum yet he breathed as he reached over and unscrewed the bottle of poppers from the box. He placed the open bottle under my nose and I inhaled. My head felt like it would explode, as did my twitching pecker.
His hand lifted my leg and he shifted closer, rubbing his wet thick cock up and down the crack of my ass. I clenched my buttocks and gripped his rod with them, his ass thrusting his cock back and forth between my cheeks. I cupped his hand which held the poppers and took another deep sniff. My balloon knot ached as he worked his wet mushroom head over it. I hooked my leg over his hips so we could be close again and grabbed his rigid tool and jerked it hard, pressing the sensitive tip against ass lips.
He sighed deeply in pleasure, his eyes closed in ecstasy. He wrapped his fingers around my cock and gently stroked it.
Harder I begged as I worked his cock harder in my hand.
He matched my pace and fisted my cock. My legs were clamped around him, the slapping of our bollocks audible over our gasps and moans of pleasure.
I felt Daves cock begin to jump in my palm, his breathing getting deeper as he threw his head back and let out a loud moan. His body shuddered and hot spunk erupted from him, splashing like lava over my tight hole.
He didnt relax his pace on my cock, despite the intensity of his orgasm, and the feel of his hot juice on my arsehlole tipped me over the edge. I gasped as a deep dragging sensation filled my balls which were bouncing against the tight cock ring.
Oh, Dave, Im gonna cum I said as the feeling grew deep inside me.
Cum for me. Cum for me, James He whispered as he beat my meat harder and faster.
I arched my back and my mouth made noised I had never heard before. Jets of jizz shot out of my aching cock like a rapid fire shot gun. The liquid hit Dave on his chest over and over again and each shot felt hotter than the last.
We lay panting and gasping, sticky and sweaty. Finally, Dave spoke
I need to get my own place He said
Why? I asked, confused.
Because, I want to fuck your brains out, and there is no way I can do it in under your Dads roof
To be honest, I hardly noticed Dave was there. Our exchanges were usually on the driveway as I returned home from the library and he was tinkering with some engine or another. Mum and Dad had gone to our caravan for the weekend and I was enjoying the peace and quiet. I was curled up on the sofa in the sitting room when Dave slumped into a chair and switched on the TV. Some Saturday night quiz show blasted out and I sighed out my irritation.
You not off out tonight, James? Dave asked. A lad like you should be hitting the clubs on a Saturday night.
Im fine as I am thank you I retorted, trying to re-read the line of text Id just scanned. I thought about going up to my room when Dave started to speak again.
I think Ill go for a ride, do you want to come along? Its a nice night for it.
I frowned. Its 9.30, a little late for a trip out I think. Besides, dont you need some specialist clothing to go on a motorbike?
Dave smiled I have a spare helmet for passengers he said.
I had read The Motorcycle Diaries a few months ago and had found it fascinating. I was tempted by the offer but thought it sounded dangerous.
Come on, the night time air will do you good Dave said, handing me a helmet which was a lot heavier than it looked.
Although I has been reluctant, it was quite exhilarating being on the back of the bike. Dave had recommended I hold onto him, rather than the bar at the back, with it being my first time. Id never really appreciated his physical girth before now. I dont know if it was the vibrations of the bike, or the closeness to him,but there was a stirring in my loins that wouldnt go away.
Dave pulled into a late night petrol station to fill up. He left me to look after the bike while he went to pay. I shifted over to the riders end of the seat and leaned over to the handle bars. A gang of feral looking lads came over.
Hey, sick ride mate one of them said. Give us a go
Certainly not! I replied. Its not even my bike
They began to snigger. It figures. A pussy like you wouldnt have a bike like that the ringleader said.
I looked over to the kiosk where Dave was. I wanted these thugs to go before he came out but I saw him being handed his receipt and making his way back. The mouthy gang member saw him too.
Hey mate, you shouldnt let a queer like this on such a cool bike The others laughed and I felt my face burn in shame.
Dont you fucking speak about him like that Dave said.
Oooh sorry mate, I didnt mean to upset your boyfriend the youth spat out sarcastically.
Dave struck out so fast, it was all a blur to me. He knocked the guy to the ground and his mates quickly dispersed. The ringleader cupped his bloody nose, jumped to his feet and ran off too. I felt nauseous and embarrassed by the whole escapade.
The ride home didnt have the same thrill. I dumped my helmet onto the seat and went into the house. I felt humiliated and so glad to be home.
Dont take any notice of lads like that Dave said as he walked in, Theyre dickheads
I ignored him as I got back to my place in the novel. He pushed the book down so I would listen.
Its okay to be different he advised.
What would you know? I said angrily. I wasnt being fair to him but this shit night was his fault.
He sighed. Come with me, I want to show you something
I followed him into the garage hed been sleeping in for the last few weeks. He retrieved a box from under the bed and placed it on the duvet.
Go on, take a look he said.
I sat on his bed and opened the box. I scanned the contents: poppers, lube, leather bracelets, a dog eared copy of a porn mag full of naked twinks
My wife couldnt accept me being Bi. Thats why we have split up
I wasnt sure what to say. I nervously picked up one of the leather braclets, popped the press stud, and placed it around my wrist. It didnt suit me whatsoever.
Dave burst out laughing at what he saw Erm, thats a cock ring he said.
Oh I said and started laughing at my stupidity too but it fits around my wrist!!
Ill take that as a compliment Dave said, still grinning at what Id done.
What does it actually do? I asked. For all my book smarts, I was relatively sheltered sexually.
I have one on now Dave said, and I couldnt help but immediately glance towards his crotch. There was an impressive lump in his leather trousers. He ran his thumb and forefinger along the length of his cock.
Wow I muttered.
I just love the way it looks and feels Dave told me.
Will you ..show me? I asked nervously.
A smile played on his lips as he unbuttoned his leather jeans. A thick black bush came into view as he opened his fly. He pushed the waistband down over his hips and my eyes widened as his awesome dick fell out. It was soft but still around 6 inches long and as thick as an exhaust pipe. It was marbled with a network a blue veins and the head was covered by a long, loose foreskin. His cock and low hanging hairy balls were tethered together by a tight black leather band with silver studs on it.
Wow I said again. Is it .painful?
Not at all he said, giving his junk a gentle tug. He leaned over and removed the band around my wrist. Why dont you give it a try?
My heart raced and my mouth felt dry. I dunno, I think Ive tried enough new things for one night
Dont you trust me? He enquired.
Before I could answer, he looped his fingers into my belt and pulled me to my feet. I did trust him so I decided to go along with his suggestion. My hands shook with adrenaline as I began to undo my jeans. Unlike Dave, I never went commando so I stood before him in my boxers, my jeans around my ankles unsure of how this was supposed to go.
He knelt down and slipped off my underwear. I nervously cleared my throat, feeling very exposed. My cock was nowhere near as big as his. It wasnt small, but it was only as wide as a smarties tube. Undeterred, Dave gently gripped my cock and tight nut sack, wrapping the warm leather band around them. I looked down at my pale cock, which was now protruding slightly. The stirring from earlier returned and I was impressed with how it looked.
We just need to get some blood in it .to appreciate the full effect Dave said.
He undid his shirt and revealed a broad hairy chest. He was now totally naked and the sight of him made the blood rush to my lower portions. He lifted my t-shirt over my head and smiled as he looked me up and down. He began to stroke his fat prick which was now fully erect, not taking his eyes off me for a second. The cockring began to pinch as my meat also began to grow but he feeling was pleasant and I also began to massage my throbbing member. We both watched each other masturbate. My dick had never felt so hard and I was surprised Id managed to fill to cockring so well.
Does that feel good? Dave asked.
Yes I croaked.
He moved towards me and took over wanking my length. His rough hands made my cock throb as he worked my foreskin back and forth, rubbing my balls with his other hand. He guided my fully exposed cock head to his own purple helmet, knocking and rubbing them against each other. My head tipped back as electricity shot through my body. It felt so good having our two cocks touching.
He led me over to the bed and lay down us on our sides facing each other. He continued to play with both our knobs as I let my hands wander over his body, stroking the hair on his manly chest. He shifted closer and our bodied moulded together, my breath getting heavier as he rolled his long foreskin over the tip of my dick, enveloping it.
I let out a loud moan as he moved his hips and I moved mine, his hand firmly grasped around both our cocks. Pre-cum leaked from us both as the docking continued and the smell of musk was heavy in the air between us.
Dont cum yet he breathed as he reached over and unscrewed the bottle of poppers from the box. He placed the open bottle under my nose and I inhaled. My head felt like it would explode, as did my twitching pecker.
His hand lifted my leg and he shifted closer, rubbing his wet thick cock up and down the crack of my ass. I clenched my buttocks and gripped his rod with them, his ass thrusting his cock back and forth between my cheeks. I cupped his hand which held the poppers and took another deep sniff. My balloon knot ached as he worked his wet mushroom head over it. I hooked my leg over his hips so we could be close again and grabbed his rigid tool and jerked it hard, pressing the sensitive tip against ass lips.
He sighed deeply in pleasure, his eyes closed in ecstasy. He wrapped his fingers around my cock and gently stroked it.
Harder I begged as I worked his cock harder in my hand.
He matched my pace and fisted my cock. My legs were clamped around him, the slapping of our bollocks audible over our gasps and moans of pleasure.
I felt Daves cock begin to jump in my palm, his breathing getting deeper as he threw his head back and let out a loud moan. His body shuddered and hot spunk erupted from him, splashing like lava over my tight hole.
He didnt relax his pace on my cock, despite the intensity of his orgasm, and the feel of his hot juice on my arsehlole tipped me over the edge. I gasped as a deep dragging sensation filled my balls which were bouncing against the tight cock ring.
Oh, Dave, Im gonna cum I said as the feeling grew deep inside me.
Cum for me. Cum for me, James He whispered as he beat my meat harder and faster.
I arched my back and my mouth made noised I had never heard before. Jets of jizz shot out of my aching cock like a rapid fire shot gun. The liquid hit Dave on his chest over and over again and each shot felt hotter than the last.
We lay panting and gasping, sticky and sweaty. Finally, Dave spoke
I need to get my own place He said
Why? I asked, confused.
Because, I want to fuck your brains out, and there is no way I can do it in under your Dads roof
