The Biker Bends Over

 Near Home—July, 2026

 

After my bad mood killed much fun on the Saturday afternoon, I waited until Monday to play again.  I deliberately didn’t go in the afternoon.  I needed to see different faces.  Monday night might be a bust, but I took the chance…

 

I am heartened that there are a few cars and a motorcycle in the lot.  I go in, pay and enter the theatre.  I sit in my usual chair.  My cock comes out as I look around the room.  There are three men I don’t recognize and one regular.  The guy I know instantly gets to his feet and comes over.  He smiles and bends, sucking my cock by leaning over the side of the chair.  He is an older gentleman who hates the hard floor.  His white hair is long enough to be pulled back into a ponytail.  His mouth is a great warm-up. And it gets the other men in the room to pull out their cocks.

My sucker can’t stay in this position for long.  He stands up.  “I love how you fill my throat,” he murmurs and takes off.

Two men on the side now go from stroking each other to one sucking the other.  I watch the movie—and keep glancing at the youngest man in the room.  He is dressed in tight jeans and a white T-shirt.   A leather motorcycle jacket is hanging from the back of his chair.  He looks right at me.  He is no more than 38.  Thin framed and with long legs that are jutting out in front of him.  His face is more striking than good looking—and his eyes are on my dick.  He gets up and comes to my side.

“May I?”

He kneels and takes me into his mouth.  He moans as my cock keeps sliding all the way down his throat.  He jerks himself with his right hand as he pleasures me with his mouth.  He spends a lot of time on my drooling cockhead—but gives me equal time on my balls.  Then it’s a long lick up the shaft before deep throating me repeatedly.

The young biker pulls off me.  “Please tell me that you fuck with this thing.”

I nod.

“Want my ass?”

“Absolutely.”

He stands up, ripping off the Tee and tossing it in his chair.  He sits to pull off his boots and peel the jeans down.  His cock is sticking out of his white briefs. They are added to the pile of clothes and his cock, hard and uncut, swings free.  He kneels on my chair seat, but it’s too low.  I tell him to stand and bend.  He does, holding the arms of the chair for support.  It’s a hot ass:  thin and lightly haired but for his butt crack where it is a forest.  I grease my dick and slap it on his ass.

“Fuck me, man.  Raw and deep.”

I press the head against his pucker—which gives way with the slightest pressure.  This guy likes to take cock regularly.  I slide in.  He squeezes down in welcome and then relaxes.  I hold a moment and begin a slow fuck.  He takes every inch with every stroke.  The biker begins to jerk his cock in time to my strokes.

He’s moaning now.  I begin picking up the tempo of my thrusts.  The couple, who were blowing each other, stop and watch the action.  I slap his ass.  Louder and harder than I mean to—but he groans and tells me to do it again.  I do.  The sound fills the small room.  He pants and begins to beg for my cum.  But it’s too soon for me to even try to get there.  I slow down the stroke then speed it up again.  Fast and hard.  He moans—and finally twists off me—collapsing in the chair.

I go to wash—and am delighted to find he was totally prepped for anal play.  I just rinse and piss.  He’s dressing as I come back out.  “Need a smoke,” he tells me.  He finishes up and goes outside.

I stroke.

The two guys go back to trading blow jobs until one of them gets off.  They both leave as the biker returns, along with the Latino who I never fuck due to his lack of cleanout.  They sit.  In moments, the biker asks for another round.  He sucks me, clothed, while across the room, the Latino strokes his cock to us.

“I want more of your ass.”

“Fuck, yeah!”  He gets up and strips again.  He bends, jutting his ass once more in my direction.  This time I kneel and begin tonguing his hole.  He squirms and tells me how good it feels.  The Latino gets up and comes closer, still stroking his dick.  I stand up and slide in.  The Latino steps forward.  “Suck his cock,” I command and the biker is more than eager.  He has two dick in him now and couldn’t be happier.

I fuck him hard.  “You want a turn?” I ask the Latino.  I have seen him top occasionally.  He nods and fucks him with his stubby, but fat cock.  I give Biker my cock straight from his ass and he gulps it down gratefully.  I watch the Latino fuck.  I really want him to unload—so I can fuck in his cum.  But he pulls out without shooting.  We switch back to our original positions.  I fuck his ass harder now and the Latinos is holding the ears of Biker, so he can’t pull off him.

I feel like I might just be able to get off.  The moment I think it, Biker shoots his load, handsfree, all over the floor.  He twists away from us—unable to go on.

He cleans up and leaves for good.  I hear his engine roar outside, over the moans on the screen…

*

I stroke—quite some time.

A young Black man comes in.  He is the guy who let me suck him to climax when the cuter option did someone else a few weeks ago.  He sits to the side and pulls out his phone.  Finally, he strokes.  He keeps glancing at me—until another man arrives. 

The new arrival is a thickset Black man I havn’t seen for a long time.  He’s had my cock before.  He sits near me and looks longingly at it.  The young Black hides his dick and goes back to his phone.  I am sure he’s been looking for someone on a hook-up site.

The door opens.  A handsome daddy comes in.  He looks around the room and sees the young Black.  Bingo.  He moves straight to him—I know they have made online connection.  He kneels and the young guy pulls out his cock.

I nod to the older Black man to come get mine.  His large mouth envelops me.  I love watching him work on me—and then glance over at the other pair.  The handsome daddy is working hard, making the guy in his mouth pant.

I feel my balls contract.  The load I wanted to shoot in Biker’s ass is ready for his guy’s throat.  I begin to moan myself.

So does the other guy getting sucked.

I begin fucking up into my sucker’s mouth.

So does the young guy.

He shoots first.  By a nanosecond.  He moans and collapses on the hot daddy’s head, holding him in place to take every drop.  I am right there with him.  I buck up into my guy’s mouth as my cock explodes.  Over and over.

We both have been served by cum hungry men.  Both of us are cleaned of any stray cum as we sit there and squirm…