By rts

Part 1

I met this biker bud on line, he’s living about 700 miles from me but wanting to get together we agreed to meet halfway and go on a 1 week road trip on our Harleys. The basic rules were simple, in full leathers 24/7 and camping out every night and just get to know each other. We met up at a campground on the Columbia river, I was wearing my leather jeans, motorcycle jacket and 18″ linesmen boots, with just a T shirt and sox under my hides, the only thing I packed on the bike was my tent, bed roll and extra sox. It had been an almost 400 mile ride to the campsite and I had been feeling nice and horny the whole day.

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By Erik of Roids and Rants

I enter the apartment. The bathroom is right next to the entrance like they told me, and after shedding my shoes and overcoat I enter the bathroom and strip. I was told to bring my Slick It Up hood with me, the tight black one with only a hole for the mouth, and once I’m naked I pull it on. The last thing I see is myself in the whole-length mirror, my dick already swaying hard, face a little anxious but excited.

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By an anonymous friend of Metalbond

Part 1

At first it appeared as an inanimate black silhouette, the reflective outline of a lifeless mannequin, folded and chained inside steel bars. As the lighting intensified, however, efforts at movement were obvious. When the compact package struggled to squirm, the exertions showed an unmistakably male form, masculine and athletic, sealed in rubber, and contorted by bondage.

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