by Terry Stone
“Damn”, he sighed. He then went in the bathroom to shower and as he stepped in he noticed a small cum stain on his right cheek. He didn’t know why, but he wanted to taste it. He took the cum in his hand and licked it. It was salty but it didn’t taste bad. Smell was almost non existent.
“Well... “, he said and continued to shower.
Next day he was working a night shift. His employee had a wedding to attend to that night so he worked in the morning. Blake didn’t like the night shift. He always worked in the morning, even when his wife decided to work separately, but he couldn’t say no to his employee and also a friend.
Guests were going through his bar quickly that night. Some band called “Sheep Counters” was playing down the street and that bar was full, so the ones who couldn’t get in at the first try would come for a few minutes in Blake’s bar until there was enough room for them to get in the concert.
“Who are those Sheep fuckers anyway?” Steve asked.
“I don’t know. Some new guys probably”, Blake answered.
“Why doesn’t anyone come in your bar to play?”
“Because I’m not looking for anyone to play here.”
“Why not?”
“Don’t you have a home Steve?”
“Don’t be so angry all of a sudden. I’m just asking.”
“I’m not angry, just annoyed. You could have been in that bar now instead of here”, Blake said.
“I could have, But I’m not. I’m making you a profit in this place.”
“Sure you do.”
As they were talking, a few bikers has came in and sat in the corner. There were four of them. Among them there was that same biker from yesterday.
“Wait”, Blake said to Steve and went to serve his customers. “Hey. What do you guys want to drink?” he asked them.
“Four beers”, they all said. Blake brought them four beers and went behind the bar again.
“They often come here”, Steve stated.
“So?”
“I don’t know. I’m just saying... “
“You silly man”, Blake said and laughed.
A small child about seven years old ran in the bar and grabbed Steve.
“Daddy, mom wants you home, now!” child yelled.
“Okay okay, I’m coming. What does she wants?” Steve asked.
“I don’t know” child answered.
“See you tomorrow buddy” Steve told to Blake and went out.
Now Blake was all alone with those bikers who were laughing loudly and started to drink fourth large beer.
“Maybe Steve was right. A couple of girls would definitely look better in here than those guys”, Blake thought, but as he said that in his mind, he began to look at the biker from yesterday. His jacket was unbuttoned and a collar of his shirt was hanging low so the chest hair were free and visible. Also, his ripped jeans were showing off his manly knees and hairy strong thighs. Beside looking similar to a porn actor from video of last night, Blake didn’t know why was this biker so interesting to him. There was something oddly attractive about him and Blake couldn’t stop looking at him.
Biker did notice that even though he has been drinking a lot. It brought a small grin to his face a couple of times. His attitude seemed very casual and laid back. His eyes were a sign of someone who was experienced in life, especially in sexual way. He was a player, a smooth talker. That’s something that Blake could see in him right away. He probably never ran for a girl, or anyone else for that matter. All the people were running for him but he can’t be tamed. He just rides his motorcycle and goes wherever he wants. He is getting laid with whom ever he likes. He is the man!
“How much?” one of the bikers asked Blake. He had to think about how many beers have they drink to charge them properly. Guy who asked him also paid for all of it and they headed out.
“Finally”, Blake said and began to clean up the dishes and soon close the bar.
As he was coming back from the basement he saw a man with his back turned towards him, leaned on the bar.
“Excuse me?” Blake asked.
“Hey”, man said and turned around. It was the attractive biker from moments ago.
“You forgot something or?” Blake asked.
“No, I just came for another beer if you don’t mind”, biker answered.
“Well i was about to close the bar... “ Blake said.
“But you’re gonna give me a beer. Just one”, biker said while smiling.
“Sure”, Blake confirmed. It was 15 minutes before closing so why not stay a bit longer. 15 minutes will pass quickly. “Here you go”, he gave the beer to biker.
“Thanks. What’s your name?”
“Blake”.
“Greg”.
“Why aren’t you on the ‘concert’ Greg? Everyone is there”, Blake asked.
“Sheep Counters? Nah, they suck. They sound worse than U2”, Greg replied and Blake laughed loud.
“You don’t like U2? Me neither”, Blake said.
“They are just banging on those instruments and playing the same note over and over.”
“True. How about your friends?”
“They went for a ride. I wanted to stay so here I am.”
“My brother was like you. I was never into that.”
“Into what?” Greg asked.
“Motorcycles. I’m into comfort. Give me a car and I’ll be happy.”
“Then you obviously didn’t ride one. You don’t know how great can that feel”, Greg said and smiled.
“I’ll believe you”.
“Some of my friends were saying the same thing but once they tried it... they’ve changed. And now they don’t look back”, Greg explained.
“Then maybe one day I’ll try it.”
“Why not now?” Greg asked.
“I can’t. I’m closing now and I’m tired.”
“You don’t understand”, Greg said while standing up. “You can try it here. Now. Just gotta lock the doors.”
“I... I don’t understand it seems”, Blake was confused.
“You were looking at me since I’ve sat down with them.”
“What?” Blake asked and a thought ran through his mind. This biker probably thinks he’s attracted to him!
“C’mon. Admit it”, Greg insisted.
“Admit what?”
“That you would like to try new things”.
“No. No new things!” Blake said loudly.
“Why don’t you finish off my beer? It may help you to relax.”
“You don’t have to pay for it. I need to close the bar so... Let’s go. Both of us”, Blake tried to convince Greg to go but Greg didn’t have the same plan.
“No no. You’re gonna finish this beer, and then you’re gonna move closer to me.”
Blake didn’t know how to get out of that situation. He could have just run but that would be cowardly. Having a fight in a bar would cause a lot of damage and he don’t wanna have any losses. Talking nicely to Greg is impossible it seemed but maybe he’ll listen.
“Dude, Greg? I’m not... I don’t like... “
“Men? I know. You are ‘straight’. But that didn’t stop you from eyeballing me tonight. Tell me, have you looked at me like that yesterday?” Greg asked.
“No. I don’t think of you in that way.”
“Sure you don’t. Listen Blake. You may be straight but you really really want to have some fun with me. I can see that in you. You’ve probably been only with women but you’re willing to try something new now. You would like to be handled by a sexy, manly, hairy biker.”
Blake didn’t know what to say once again. He just stared at Greg nervously. While hearing what he has to say, Blake has realized that there was some truth in it. But how can he ever admit that?
“Just finish this beer, okay?” Greg asked and pushed it slowly towards Blake. Blake looked at the beer for a few seconds and then started to drink it until there was nothing left.
“Good. Now come here.” Bla
ke didn’t resist. He circled around the bar and stood near Greg.
“Now take your clothes off.” While Blake was listening to Greg’s order, Greg himself was doing the same. “You see? You’re already hard”, Greg said. “And relax Blake. You’re too nervous. I’ll start, okay?” Blake nodded even though he didn’t knew what that meant.
Greg went to lock the door and then grabbed Blake’s cock firmly.
“Really hard”, he noticed and started to suck on it. Blake immediately moaned. Even though he didn’t receive a blow job for four years he did came last night so he could hold his orgasm a bit longer.
Greg wasn’t being careful. He was sucking Blake’s cock fast and hard, swallowing all each time. Blake’s cock was getting harder and harder and at one point Greg has decided that it’s enough.
“Now return the favor”, Greg said and push Blake on his knees. Blake was a bit hesitant so he began to suck Greg’s dick slowly. Greg’s dick was long and thick and Blake could barely wrap his lips around it’s head.
“C’mon, you can do better than that”, Greg was saying. Blake for some reason didn’t want to disappoint sexy biker so he tried his best to swallow as much as he could. Even though he has swallowed only half of Greg’s manhood, it was enough for Greg to enjoy it. Blake’s gag reflex has made his throat, tongue and lips more slippery so Greg’s big head was sliding in and out swiftly as far as it could get. Blake was gagging with each time that dick would touch the back of his throat but he stayed still and took it all.
“Lean on the bar”, Greg said. Blake stood up and spread his legs. Greg spat on his leather gloves whom he did not take off and began to penetrate Blake’s butt with one finger.
“You like it?” Greg asked.
“It’s... something new”, Blake answered.
Greg then pushed two fingers in, moving them roughly. Blake was in pain but didn’t dare to move.
“Wait”, Greg said and went behind the bar. He soon got back with a small glass bottle and rubbed it in between Blake’s cheeks.
“It will feel good”, Greg said like a promise. He made Blake to spit on it a few times before pushing it slowly in. He pushed the bottle from it’s end. The edges were round and the bottle wasn’t that big. Plus, it was smooth so it began to slide easily in and out. It actually did feel very good.
“I told you”, Greg said when he saw Blake’s dick becoming harder again. “I think you’re ready for the real meat”.
“Okay”, Blake said. Nothing else came from his mouth. He wanted Greg to penetrate him hard, like biker from a last night porn video.
Greg wiped some of the saliva from his glove and Blake’s ass on his dick and placed his cock on Blake’s hole.
“Relax”, Greg said and began to push it in. His big head somehow went in. Blake felt like he was being teared apart but after the head was in, the rest was a bit easier.
“Push”, Greg told him and Blake pushed his insides a bit. Greg’s dick began to slide faster and soon almost all went in. Greg spat again on his cock, then he took Blake’s hands from behind and began to pound him like a beast. Blake was not ready for that. His ass felt like it was burning and he was in pain, a lot of pain.
“Relax!” Greg was yelling repeatedly but Blake could not focus on it. He didn’t even know when was his hole clenched and when it was loose.
Greg pulled his cock out and slapped Blake’s hole with his palm and then his cock.
“Nice hole. Warm... “ Greg said. “Now relax”. Blake was breathing heavily. He was trying to relax and soon he did feel easier.
“Ready?” Greg asked and began to plow him again. Even though it did hurt, this time it felt less forced and more natural. Blake’s hole was loose and relaxed and Greg’s dick was going in all the way. His cock was rubbing Blake from the inside and his prostate was being tickled in a way that made his cock drool.
“Yes, yes”, Blake was saying.
“I told you”, Greg stated and continued to fuck him with no mercy. He pushed Blake on the bar as hard as he could and began to pound him rough and raw like a wild animal. His hips felt like a hard spanking on Blake’s ass.
Greg was roaring and Blake felt like he was having sex with a wolf rather than a man.
“Fill my ass”, he told to Greg.
“I will”, Greg answered and continued to fuck him. Blake couldn’t hold it anymore and he released his right hand from Greg’s grip and started to jerk off. His cock began to splash the bar in front of him. Seeing that, Greg began to cum and soon juices began to drip down from Blake’s cum-filled ass.
When Greg pulled his dick out, Blake fell on the floor instantly. He was exhilarated and he felt amazing!
“I knew you’re gonna like it”, Greg said.
“I guess... “
“I gotta go, and you’re closing the bar soon, right?” Greg asked and smiled.
“Yeah. I’ve been closing it for a while now”, Blake laughed.
Greg has put his clothes on again and went out. Blake left a bit confused but satisfied. Women are not an option for him, but he never thought about the men. But now he knows that there is a whole new future opened in front of him and he intend to go that way. Perhaps there will be something else to learn about himself, even thought nothing will be this shocking and enjoyable probably.
The End.
