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Subject: ST   MIKE, HIS BIKE & ME    3 / 5   t / t (sexual discovery)
Date: Tue, 16 Jan 2007 15:46:21 -0600
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 That afternoon Mike was giving me a ride home on his
motorbike when we heard thunder and saw a big bolt of
lightning.  The sky quickly got very dark and Mike
says that it looks like we're going to get wet.   More
thunder and lightning and then a few fat drops of rain
hit the street around us.  More fat rain drops and
then a deluge.  Rain so thick it was almost as if we
were under water.  Mike has to pull over and stop All
of the other traffic does the same.  The two of us are
totally drenched within seconds.  It was wild. I never
saw rain like this.  In two minutes the gutters were
backing up and there was an inch, then two inches of
water in the road.  Then, just like that, it tapered
off and quit altogether  within a couple minutes.  The
sun came out.  From beginning to end maybe six or
seven minutes.  Unbelievable.  We couldn't have been
any wetter though if we had just stepped out of the
ocean.

 Mike took it slow the last five minutes getting us
home because there was a lot of water in the streets.
We parked the bike and walked up on the porch laughing
because Mike pulled out his cigarettes and they were
so soaked it looked like a pack of wet, loose
tobacco....he just threw them out.  I pulled out my
money and all the paper bills were soaked through....I
didn't throw those out though.  I spread them on the
windowsill to let the sun dry them.  Mike had gone in
the bathroom for a towel.  I looked up and he was
standing four feet from me completely naked.  He was
drying his buzz cut hair and saying something under
the towel.  "Get out of those wet clothes",  is what 
it sounded like.

 I couldn't take my eyes off his totally naked body.
His small pube patch surrounding what looked like
about a 6 1/2  inch uncut dick swinging above nice
round balls.   Everything proportioned and just as
perfect looking as the rest of him.  I just stared and
when he pulled his towel down he looked at me as I
stared at his body.  "Richie, get out of those wet
clothes.  I'm going to let you suck my cock today, but
hurry up."  I said, "What? Such your cock?  I'm not a
queer.  I don't blow guys."  "Just get out of the
clothes"  was all he said.   I pulled my soaking wet T
shirt over my head and stepped out of my sandals.  I
felt like I was in a trance.  Next my cargo shorts
dropped and I was standing there with half a stiffy
poking out of my boxers.   Mike said, "Drop the boxers
and get over here."  That's what I did.

 Mike wrapped me in his arms and pressed me to his
body as he said. "You have been wanting to suck my
cock ever since the first minute you saw me.  I like
you so as a favor to you I'm going to let you do it. 
My girlfriends do it regularly and I'm wondering if a
guy can suck me off better than a girl.  Obviously
you're queer and you're drooling all over the idea so
I'll let you be the guy.   As you know,  I'm totally
straight, but I'll help you out anyway because, as I
said, I like you.  Even though you're a homo I  try
real hard not to judge people. "  Our naked bodies
came together and the feel of his bare skin against
mine sent shivers all over me.  The smoothness and
tightness of his body was dreamy.  I shuttered as he
kissed the side of my neck.

 "I know you want to be kissed and I know you want
kiss me and hold me tight because that's what fags
like.  I read all about it and I've seen "Queer As
Folk" so it's certainly no fucking secret what you
people want.   I act tough and I am tough, but I'm
compassionate too.  You didn't choose to be gay so
I'll help you out.   As he was saying all this I stood
still in his arms and he kissed all over the side of
my face.  Then he dragged his tongue across my cheek
and kissed me on the lips.  I'd never had a boner as
hard as the one I had at that moment. It was pressed
tight in between our taut bellies.    I said
nothing.... I didn't want to distract him.

 His tongue entered my mouth and we French kissed till
I was very dizzy.  Kissing another boy was something I
never even thought about.  I'd only made out with
girls three times in my life.  On each occasion it at
some one's birthday party.  I can't say I liked it all
that much.  I certainly had very little experience. 
Mike appeared to know exactly what he was doing.  He
rubbed the hair on the back of my head and he rubbed
my back and then both his hands cupped my buns and he
pressed my crotch into his and humped gently into me. 
I groaned and moaned and couldn't think in my brain
where I was, but I wanted to stay there, wherever "it"
was.  My boner was leaking and Mike's hard cock poked
my belly button and was just as wet as mine.  In a
breathless voice Mike told me, "OK, Richie... down on
your knees before I change my mind."   I hesitated,
not sure what to do and Mike pushed down on my
shoulders.  All of a sudden I was on my knees in front
of Mike and his hard, wet cock. There it 
was......right  in front of me.

 Mike took it in his hand and traced the head of his
cock across my forehead and down one side of my face
and across my chin and up the other side of my face.

 All along the way his cock head left a wet trail of
pre cum.  "Open up and I'll give you a quick taste." 
I opened my mouth, he told me to stick out my tongue
and he wiped the wet head of his cock on it.   He
placed his cock on my tongue and slid it in all the
way to the back of my mouth.  "Suck on it ......and no
fucking teeth!"  I tentatively tongued his cock and
then I put my fist around it near his belly and lipped
it up and down a few times.  Mike gasped and told me
to use more tongue.
 As I got use to doing it I became more aware of
things;  such as,....       I liked  having Mike's
cock in my mouth....I liked feeling it in my fist to
and feeling it grow and get harder as I sucked it...I
liked his smell, stronger here then I ever noticed
before from smelling his pillow or smelling him when
we wrestled.  I liked him holding my head and I liked
the feeling of being under his control and doing what
he told me to do.  I could feel his pre cum drooling
into my mouth and there wasn't anything to do but
swallow it.  I sucked Mike for about ten minute  and
for the last five minutes of that I was stroking my
own cock in rhythm with my sucking and the stroking of
his cock. Mike's breathing was getting short and fast
and without warning he pulled my hand off his boner,
grabbed my head and forced his hard boner into my
throat and started fucking my mouth and throat with
fast deep strokes grunting with each penetration.
Tears streamed down my face and my heart hammered in
my chest...I was frightened and I couldn't breath. I
also couldn't pull my head away from his strong grip.
Both my arms were now holding Mike around his thighs
as he roughly drove his long boner in and out of my
throat.   My cock got soft as I panicked and my eyes
were looking up to Mike pleading silently for him to
stop.  He looked back down at me with his lips tight
together and continued the assault on my tonsils.  I
began to realize I wasn't going to die from this and
just thinking about the way Mike was using me,
strictly for his pleasure, made my cock begin to bon
up again.

 Then Mike screeched out and grunted and moaned as I
felt the rush of liquid flood my throat and I tried to
inhale air causing a lot of his cum to get sucked up
into my sinuses and blow out in spraying strings from
my nostrils.  Mike's cum and my mucus covered my upper
lip and ran in rivulets around my mouth onto my chin. 
I was choking and desperately trying for some oxygen
as Mike continued with his orgasm and cum was getting
splashed on my face and in my hair and then back in my
mouth again.  His face was scrunched up and he was
making all kinds of sounds of stressed pleasure. It
seemed as if  I was totally forgotten by Mike  and
that I had become only a means for his pleasure. That
thought caused my cock to bone up hard and I wanke it
and humped my hips and out shot a long stream of cum
quickly followed by another.... and then another...the
feeling was so intense I yanked on my cock trying for
more cum shots long after I'd milked myself dry. I'd
grabbed hold of Mike's cock again somewhere along the
way....he said,   "Alright for Christ sake..let go of
my cock!  The damn thing is too sensitive.... Let go
of it Richie!"  "Huh?  Oh, yeah...sorry Mike..I Ah
 ..that is... I cam all over us Mike.  Sorry!"  Mike
smirked at me and said softly  "Holy shit!  You are
quite the cocksucker Richie.  You're my  personal
cocksucker now, that's for sure!   You know that
right?   Who's cocksucker are you Richie?"  I stopped
pumping my softening boner because it was  sore and
sensitive too and  I looked up at Mike.  "What do you
mean, Mike?"

 He casually smeared some of his cum that was dripping
off my chin back up and around on my face with the
palm of his hand and said.  "It's simple, Richie. When
I want my cock sucked.... you get bus sucking it. 
That makes you my personal  cocksucker.  That's not
too hard to understand is it?"

 I wish I didn't do the dumb ass frown thing withmy
face that I do all the time, but It's what I do......
so from my position on my knees looking up at him,
 I gave Mike my dumb ass quizzical frown.  As if this
concept was beyond my ability to comprehend.  "You
liked sucking my cock Richie.  For Christ sake you
jerked yourself off while doing it.  You cam as hard
as I did.  So, what can't you understand?  You're my
personal cock-sucker.  Now, who are you?"  His voice
was getting angry sounding and he grabbed a fist full
of my hair again.  I quickly said, "I'm you personal
cock sucker, Mike."  "And what else, Richie?"  I
thought for a few seconds and said "And I liked it...I
loved it.  I love being your personal cocksucker,
Mike!"

 Mike smiled a real nice smile and said "That's my
good boy, Richie!  And you get a reward."  He pulled
me up and kissed my mouth and licked some of his cum
off my lips.  He gave me passionate kisses for several
minutes.  He could have continued all night as far as
I was concerned.  Eventually we walked slowly back to
my bedroom and Mike said, "How long have you known you
were gay, Richie?"  I told him I didn't know I was gay
until I met him and he was the only one I was gay for.
 Mike chuckled and gave me another hug and a long wet
kiss.   I could understand that I was gay. Certainly I
was gay for Mike,  that was obvious even to me.  What
confused me was that he was constantly kissing,
licking and hugging me...plus he got just as boned up
as I did and yet he said he wasn't gay at all.  Just
me.  I enjoyed everything too much to argue about it. 
I never wanted him to stop.  We talked quietly on and
he wanted me to describe every detail of my cock
sucking and every thought I had while he was fucking
my face. I went over it for him almost second by
second.

 When we'd gotten to my bedroom  Mike had put on some
boxers,  but wouldn't let me put anything on.  He kept
guiding the conversation to how much I liked gay sex
even though I told Mike time and time again that this
was the first gay sex I'd ever had.  Well, assuming he
didn't want to count the two times he jerked me off to
climaxes that is.  At one point when I'd said that he
grabbed a fist full of hair and jerked my head hard
and told me not to be a smart ass "You got that,
Richie?"  another shake of my head with his fist full
of my hair and I said "Yes, Mike...I have it.  I'm
sorry Mike!".

 Then he was back to being  sweet to me and we hugged
and cuddled on my bed for an hour.  Me completely
naked and Mike with just his boxers.   Most of the
time we both had serious hard ons.  Mike finally told
me to pull down his boxers and suck his cock again. It
went pretty much like the first time, except there
wasn't much hugging and kissing after this second blow
job.  Mike was finally satisfied I guess.  I missed
the hugs and kisses to be honest with you.   He
promised not to tell the other guys I was a cocksucker
and I was glad of that.  I didn't want to have to face
Tony if he knew.  He kind of looked up to me, but he
sure as hell would stop doing that if he knew I was
sucking cock.  Mike said he expected me to hop to it
when he wanted something and I promised I would and
said he won't be disappointed!    There wasn't
anything I wouldn't do for Mike now anyway.

 I couldn't help but wonder what is the next thing
he's going to tell me I have wanted to do with him
ever since I met him......I can't wait to find out
what it is!  That night we eventually took separate
showers, ate sub sandwiches for dinner and went to
sleep together in that twin bed.  It was the best day
of my life....so far.

 fiction by Donny...........thinat20@yahoo.com





















 
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