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One day I was dozing on the couch when the windows started rattling and I was thrown to the floor. I jumped up and ran out on the patio. I thought, it must be an earthquake. As I was leaning over the rail trying to see what had happened, I heard a voice from over the wall in the next unit.

"I just heard it was a mild quake."

I turned and looked over the 5 ft. wall and there stood this hot guy, about 30, probably 5'9", 165 lbs., blonde hair and a killer smile. All he had on was a pair of very tight little shorts that displayed his family jewels very clearly. From what I could see, they were indeed jewels. His naked chest was covered in fine blond hair and his legs were a forest of the same.

"It must've been more than a mild quake," I answered, turning towards him. "I was asleep on the sofa and I was knocked on the floor." I smiled as I looked at him; eye contact, a good first sign.

"Yeah," he said as he ever so casually rubbed his furry chest and belly, "we had a couple of small dishes fall off the shelf." He started moving over closer to the wall as he spoke. I did the same.

Now I had a clear picture of him all the way down and he was fine. Couldn't get my eyes off his stuff though and as I looked up, I knew I'd been caught out because he winked and gave me a big smile.

We chit-chatted a bit more about the quake and I thought that this might go further when who should appear in the patio door but a woman, no doubt his girlfriend or wife. She took one look at me and if her eyes could've killed, I would've been dead on the spot. She called to him and he went back into his flat.

Oh well, I thought. Just as well. I don't want to get messed up with some seriously fucked up straight guy, although, he was paying me some serious attention. I sat and pondered the situation and decided I needed to pursue an acquaintance with this guy.

Over the next few days, I watched the comings and goings of this couple. She apparently worked at one of the casinos because she left at 4:30 every afternoon and didn't get home until about midnight. He didn't appear to work anywhere. He was around the apartment most of the time except when he went out on his really fine Harley. Once I had their schedules down, I decided to try for the gold.

Since this was Las Vegas with endless sunshine I had every excuse to sunbathe on my patio, so I started doing it every day that I was home, and in the nude, but always after 4:30 in the afternoon. I had to take it easy because I'm very fair being redheaded and too much sunbathing could lead to third degree burns. I had lain out several days, but one Monday afternoon, I was lying on my back on the chaise when I heard a familiar voice.

"Hey, dude, you're getting seriously red over there. You're not going to be able to sit down tonight." And he laughed. God, he had a great laugh. "Do you always do that naked?"

I replied, "Listen, being tan on just part of your body looks worse on fair people than dark people so I want an all over tan if I can ever get one. Besides, who's gonna see me?"

He said, lifting his head up over the wall, "I can for one."

"Well," I replied, "You're not going to see anything you haven't already seen." And I laughed.

"Everybody's different," he said rather quietly, "and variety is the spice of life, but seriously, you need to get out of the sun. You'd better go in and put some cream on your back and your butt so you won't blister. Is your front as burned as your back?"

I rolled over and looked up at him. My 7" was semi-hard and pointing straight up. "What do you think?"

"I think you need a good rub down with some cream all over. You're bright red. I know what you're going through because I burn easily too. When I go on bike trips with my buddies I usually come back blistered because we ride shirtless most of the time."

"The sad thing is,” I smiled, "that I can't get to my back to rub cream on it so if it wants to blister it's gonna have to blister." I got up off the chaise and still sporting wood walked over to the wall. As I passed I looked over and noticed that my neighbour was in nothing but his jockeys, and he too was sporting a nice hard.

"Hey, I could come over and rub some oil on your backside if you'd like. Of course, it's gonna cost ya."

"Cost me?" I queried, "What are you gonna charge me to rub some oil on my back?"

"WE can discuss payment later, after the treatment."

Hmm. That sounded ominous. Wonder what he had in mind. Well, at that moment, all I wanted to do was get Mr. Hottie in my apartment and the quicker the better.

"Sure , " I said as I lifted up on my toes and looked over the wall at his crotch, "come on over. I've got some good cocoa butter creme that will help.

"Okay,” he said, "just give me a second to slip into some shorts and I'll be right over."

"You've got to be kidding,” I smirked. "I'm standing here in my birthday suit and you're worried about being in your y-fronts. Come on over the way you are. I don't stand on formality."

He laughed a very nervous laugh and then said quickly, "Okay, be right there."

Before I could even get back into the apartment, there was a knock at the door. It was stud muffin and he was even better close-up.

"Come on in," I said as he brushed past me." Was that intentional I wondered. "Where would you like me for my treatment, doctor?"

We both laughed at that and he indicated my bed.

"Just lie down on the bed and I can get at you easier. Turn over on your face and I'll take care of your backside. That's the part that needs the most attention."

I needed no more prompting. As I lay there I could feel the cold oil squirting on my back and then his strong hands starting rubbing the oil on my shoulders. Having him sitting next to me was awkward for him apparently, for in a couple of minutes he crawled up on the bed and straddled me and sat down on my hips.

"Hope you don't mind," he muttered. His voice sounded a little strained. "It's just easier this way."

"Fine with me, " I said softly.

He continued his awesome massage all the way down my back. By the time he reached my butt, my 7" hard must've punched a hole in the mattress. He gently massaged the cream into my tight bubble butt. I thought he was taking extra care there , but maybe it was just my imagination. I moaned a little and that seemed to make him massage harder. The hook was in, now all I had to do was set it.

After he'd rubbed cream all over my backside, he slid up towards my hips again and leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Your butt is the most sunburned so I probably should put more cream on it."

"Please do," I groaned. Hell, I was beyond pretence at this point.

He was massaging and kneading my butt cheeks and smearing cream all over them and then his hand slipped between my cheeks and he started rubbing the oil all around my pucker. I started to squirm.

"Yep," he said, "That spot definitely needs some more massage."

"Don't just talk about it,” I snapped, "Do it."

Then I felt his first oily finger push past my ass portal. I was writing and moaning at this point. Then he stuck in another finger and I was really going wild. When the third finger went in, I just couldn't help myself.

"For god's sake, put it in. I need it so fucking bad."

He laughed out loud and jumped up off the bed and shucked his jockeys. Standing right next to me with his 6" cut cock right next to my face, he asked, "Do you think this will help?"

Now his dick was not particularly long but it was a thick one, one of those I call a fireplug dick. The shaft and the head were the same girth and beautifully proportioned. It was a dick that was perfect for sucking. It was so hard it was throbbing and leaking pre-cum. I reached over and grabbed it and squeezed it hard.

"Yes, I muttered, "this is what I need to help with the burning down there."

I was about to pull that beautiful cock over and swallow it when he backed away and jumped back on the bed and on top of me. I could feel oil being squirted in between my cheeks and then he was gently massaging it in. My asshole was twitching in anticipation for what was coming.

"Have you got any rubbers?" he asked.

"Yeah, right here in the night stand. Lift up and I'll get you one." I reached in the drawer and pulled out several Trojans and handed them to him and waited as he tore open the package and slipped the glove on his fat hard prick. Then I heard the slurp-slurp as he greased it up with my cocoa-butter lotion.

With no more preliminaries and no words, he positioned his thick dickhead at my pucker and in one stroke rammed it all the way in. Being a veteran fuckee, there was no pain, just exquisite pleasure. My dick was leaking all over the sheet.

"Oh fuck, baby, " he muttered, "you're so fuckin’ tight. Feels so good on my big cock. You like my cock?

"Jesus, God yes!" I screamed. "Oh yes, I love your big fat cock. Fuck me hard with it baby."

And he did fuck me hard. From his sensitive massage I'd thought he would be a gentle fucker but he was rough. He rammed it into me hard and then pulled almost all the way out and then back in, over and over. The longer he fucked me the rougher his language got too.

"You like my fuckin’ hot dick fucking your pussy, don't you faggot? Beg me for that hard cock. You're just a cock pig like all faggots. Tell me how much you want my cock."

Well, I went on and on about how much I wanted his cock and how I never wanted him to stop because every time he pounded into my cum was dripping out of my cock. I could feel the wet spot growing beneath me.

After about 5 minutes, he leaned over and bit me on the ear and then whispered, "I hope you're not in any hurry, cocksucker. I take a long time to cum."

"Oh shit," I moaned. Take all night and all day tomorrow if you want. Just please keep fucking me with that big pipe."

And he did. He pulled me up until I was on all-fours, doggy style and then the pounding went from hard to awesome. Doggy-style is my favourite position anyway but he was a master fucker. In and out, pound, pound, pound. God he was hitting my prostate on every stroke.

Then he reached around and grabbed my cock and started squeezing it.

"You are lovi’n this, aren't ya faggot. Your cock is leaking like a faucet." He kept stroking it as he pummelled my chute with his sex cannon. Damn, he did know how to fuck.

"I love hot pussy but there's nothing like a hot boy's ass to make me fuckin crazy."

Well, we were both pretty crazy by then. I was screaming for him to fuck me and pushing back against his ramming cock and he was abusing me and slapping my butt as he put it to me.

He fucked me wildly for over 20 minutes. It seemed like 5 but finally, I could tell by his breathing and his cock swelling up in my ass that he was about ready to pop.

He leaned across me and whispered in my ear, "I want you to swallow my cum baby."

"Oh yes, I moaned,” I want to drink your hot thick cum more than anything on earth."

After a few more intensely hard thrusts he pulled out of my ass with a wet pop and flipped me over and straddled my chest and rammed his now-twitching cock into my mouth. He fucked my face about twice and then he rammed that fat fucker all the way to the back of my throat and started to shoot. God, this man must've shot a quart. After the initial spurts, I pushed him back just a bit so that only the head was in my mouth so i could taste his hot thick juice. God, it was sweet. It's not often you cum across a guy with sweet cum. I was sucking and slurping and he just kept pumping it out. It was running down my throat and down my chin.

It was amazing that while he was so wonderfully fucking me I didn't cum, I did cum when he started to shoot in my mouth. I covered his nice furry ass with my hot juice as I sucked him dry.

As his cock softened, he pulled it out of my mouth and flopped down on the bed next to me.

"Hey,” he exclaimed, " my ass is all sticky. Did you cum on me?"

"Yep, I did. Couldn't help myself when you started pumping that delicious cream down my throat."

'God you're one hot fuckin’ faggot. I'll bet you get a lot of action."

Uh-oh, I thought. He's gonna want me to compare him to other guys I've had. No way.

"I've had my share, baby but I have to tell you, you are one of the best fucks I've ever had. You can fuck my sun burnt ass anytime you want."

"You can count on that, kid. My old lady just wants missionary position and she hates sucking me off. When she does she won't swallow and that pisses me off. To tell you the truth, she couldn't do in 20 minutes what you did in 30 seconds sucking me."

"Hey," I said as I rubbed my hand across his furry chest, "I'm a world class cocksucker. I love sucking cocks, big ones, little ones, straight ones, crooked ones, cut ones, uncut ones, they're all good. I love drinking hot thick cum. It's the best thing in the world."

"That's fucking gross. Jesus. That is so perverted,” he laughed.

"You didn't seem to mind when I was 6" deep on yours. " I noticed that his dormant cock was rising again and there was the possibility of another assault.

"Hey, really I’m not criticizing you. I just can't understand why anybody would want to suck another guy's cock, but I love having mine sucked and guys are much better than girls at it."

"Well, I'll suck yours anytime you want," as I leaned over and gave his swelling cockhead a big lick.

He pushed my head down roughly and mumbled, "Then suck it cocksucker. Make me cum again."

I let his fat cock slide between my lips. I had to really stretch my lips to get it in but when all that hot hard flesh slid into my mouth I was salivating so heavily that spit was running down my chin.

"Jeez, you are good, " he moaned. "Suck me real good baby; deep-throat me and fuck my meat."

I did, and for about 10 minutes. I licked and washed his cock and his balls and even worked my way down to his tight little asshole and washed it with my tongue. He was going wild but I could see that he'd probably take a long time to cum. Well, that was fine with me because I could suck his cock all night if he wanted me to.

Then, he sat up suddenly and pushed me away. We could hear someone knocking on his door.

He jumped up and ran over to the door. There was a peephole and he looked through and then laughed.

"It's my biker club friend, Pete. I'm gonna invite him in. You'll like him I bet and I'm sure he'll like you. He's got a nine inch pecker that is always hard."

"By all means, open the door and bring him in," I laughed.

He opened the door and shouted, "Hey Pete, I'm over here. Come on in. I've got something special to share with you."

I could hear a deep man's laugh and then he said, "If you greet me at the door buck naked with a wet slimy hard it must be something good.

Pete walked into the room. I'm guessing he was about 45, 6" 250 lbs. black hair, greying a bit and from the hair peeking out of his t-shirt a very hairy bear.

He turned to my neighbour and asked, "So, what's the surprise?"

My new fuck buddy turned and pointed to me and said, "That little redheaded faggot is the best fuck and the best sucker I've had on my cock in years. He's world class. I think you should get out of those clothes and try him out."

"Hmm," Pete mused, "I've always had a thing for redheads but usually the female type. He is a cute little thing and if you say he's good, I'll trust you." As he talked he was pulling off shirt and unbuckling his jeans.

"Hey faggot," my neighbour barked, "get your overworked ass off that bed and get down there and help Pete off with his boots and socks."

I did as I was told and then slid Pete's jeans off. I hadn't been wrong. This guy was completely covered in black hair, a forest of it. He had a belly but not a saggy belly, a tight belly. This was a man who worked hard or worked out. He was tight and muscular as hell.

Pete stood up and started to pull his boxers down.

"Hold on, Pete," my neighbour said, "let the fag do it. Do it with your teeth cocksucker."

I did as I was told. I grabbed hold of the fabric of his boxers and slowly pulled them down until they got caught on his enormous hard prick.

"Go on faggot, reach up there and get what you want and get his pants off."

So I reached up and pulled Pete's boxers the rest of the way down, gently pulling them over his hard cock, releasing it to sight, and what a sight it was.

My neighbour, whose name I would find out later that night was Brian, had been right. This cock was at least 9" long and as big around as a beer can. His cock was one of those with the thin skin and prominent veins, which were swollen with lust at this point. He was uncut and even though his cock was standing straight out, it was completely covered by his long foreskin which puckered over the end.

God, this guy was another wet dream. Being uncut myself, I had a real thing for uncut guys and especially uncut guys with a weapon like this. Kneeling at the feet of this colossus I just couldn't take my eyes or my hands off of that beautiful cock.

Brian shouted, "Don't just sit there cocksucker, get that cock in your mouth and show Pete how good you are."

"Well, I don't have to be asked twice. I pulled that throbbing tool down towards my lips and started licking it all over. I grabbed the puckered foreskin and pulled and nibbled it with my teeth. This caused Pete to moan and grab my head.

"Lick my balls faggot," he moaned .

I did and washed like a cat washes a kitten. He had big, very hairy balls and I could only get one in my mouth at a time but apparently it was enough for him because he was like a man possessed.

He grabbed my face roughly and forced my face down on his throbbing cock. I let it slide into my mouth. God, this fucker was huge. The skin was so soft over the top of the iron-hard cock and I was loving it. Slowly, I used my lips and tongue to slide his skin back revealing his purple and juicy head which was covered with a nice coating of cheese.

I grabbed his cock and started licking and slurping up his cheese. The smell was overpowering but the thought of eating this man's cheese had my cock up and throbbing again.

"Fuck," Pete exclaimed. "This faggots eating my cheese like it was the best thing he ever had. He really is a cockpig Brian. Eat that cock you little queer. I want you to swallow the whole thing."

And of course, wanting to please, I did. After I'd cleaned off the big head, I let the shaft of his huge cock slide into my mouth and right to the back of my throat. Then, I swallowed and the head entered my throat followed by the other 9".

"Jesus," Pete shouted, "There ain't many guys who've been able to deep-throat me. This one's a keeper, Brian."

"Wait'll you try out that tight little ass of his, Pete. This is just the appetizer. Why don't we get up on the bed so I can get some of the action too. We all climbed on the bed and Brian gave directions. After I'd sucked on that beautiful piece of meat of Pete's for another 5 minutes or so, Brian ordered me to get up on my hands and knees.

"Here's a rubber and some lube, Pete. His hole is still lubed from the reaming I gave him so he'll be ready for ya. I want him to get back to giving me that excellent blowjob he'd just started when you got here."

I could hear Pete suiting up as Brian rammed his hard fat 6" back into my mouth. God he had such a suckable prick. Then I felt the enormous head of Pete's cock at my hole and then, just like Brian, he rammed it in all the way. I couldn't help screaming. This was one BIG cock.

"Shit Brian, he's really ready for it. You must've done a good job on him because his man pussy is wet and hot. Shit this is fucking good."

"Told ya. He loves cock this kid. Tell him how much you love cock, faggot."

All I could do is mumble because my mouth was full of hot man meat. I think Pete got the idea.

He started off slow fucking me, long strokes in and long strokes out and then after he was warmed up he was ramming it all the way in and then pulling it clear out of my ass and then punching it back it. He was hitting my prostate every stroke and cum was spurting out all over. It was a continuous orgasm for me.

Meanwhile Brian was fucking my face in the same rough way, pounding his cock into my face. God, i was loving it. I had these awesome sensations in my ass and this beautiful thick cock in my mouth.

"OH yeah," Brian groaned, "eat my meat you disgusting cock pig. You're gonna swallow my hot cum and take Pete's cum up your faggot ass."

Pete's fucking got rougher by the minute and he pounded me good for about five minutes. I've never had such an experience of continually cumming like that. Finally though, I could feel that big 9 incher swelling up in my abused ass and Pete's breathing got heavier so I knew he was about to blow.

"Oh shit, Brian, this kid is so fucking good I'm gonna blow my load in record time."

"Fill up his faggot ass, Pete. I'm ready to blow my wad down his throat.”

With that, Pete grabbed my ass and rammed his hard cock into me like a pile driver over and over and this time I came for real. My cock was jumping up and down and cum was spraying all over the bed.

Then, Pete said, "Oh shit, I'm there. Take my load you fucking queer. It's what you want, ain't it. Here it cums. "

Even though he was wearing a condom I could feel the heat of Pete's cum inside me. I was so orgasmic that I was caught by surprise when Brian grabbed my head and forced me down on his throbbing cock and shot his load.

Now Brian didn't just shoot a couple of spurts as i told you earlier. My mouth and throat were full of this second hot load of his thick sweet cum. He just kept fucking my face, Pete kept fucking my ass and I kept sucking on Brian until we all just collapsed in a heap.

Pete pulled the rubber off his cock and handed it to me. "Here ya go, sport. Drink up. YOu earned it."

I tipped the condom up and drained it into my mouth. Pete's cum wasn't sweet like Brian's but it was very thick and amazingly hot. I loved it and both Brian and Pete started laughing when I turned the rubber inside out and licked all of Pete's cum off of it.

"Brian, you weren't kidding when you said this fag is a cock pig. Man he can suck like nobody's business and he's got a fine man pussy. I could fuck that ass every night and that's saying something." He slapped my butt hard.

"Well," Brian queried, "do you think he might do for down at the bar? I think he'd bring in lots of customers. "

Pete laughed. He then explained to me that he owned a biker bar downtown and that they had had a resident cocksucker. The guy was very popular because he was an older guy who wore dentures and when he took them out and sucked cock he could send guys over the top. Unfortunately, he'd died in the bar with some biker's cock down his throat. Heart attack. Now they were in need of a cock pig to take his place, someone who could suck 30 or 40 cocks on a Friday night and take that many up his ass.

"There wouldn't be any pay in it, kid," but you'd get all the free drinks you want, and all the free cum.”

"Remember how I told you that you'd have to pay for the oil rub, kid?" Brian asked. "Well this is how you're going to pay me back and a lot of other hot fuckin’ bikers too."

"Sounds great, but would I just have to suck guys' cocks in the open bar?"

"No," Brian said, " Pete's got his washroom fixed up with the three stalls with grapefruit sized glory holes. You'd be locked in the middle stall and so you'd have access to both other stalls. Also, he's fixed it so panels on both walls open up in case the guys want to fuck your ass. it's a pretty neat system."

"Sounds interesting," I said. "When can I start?"

"Fucking Jesus," Pete shouted, "this fag is a cock pig for sure. Just can't wait to get in there and start sucking cock and getting his fine ass fucked. You can come by tomorrow night and try it out. If you like it, you'll need to be there for Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights. That's when we have the most business."

"Okay," I replied, "but I assume this biker bar isn't a gay bar so there must be a lot of rough types there who'd like to beat the shit of a cocksucker like me. I don't know."

"Anybody who tries to get to you has to come through me, and there aren't many who'll try. You're my employee so if they give me trouble, report them and I'll kick their asses so hard they won't be able to ride a bike or anything else ever again."

"Okay, sounds good. I'll come by tomorrow night."

"Tell you what," Brian said, "I'll take you so you won't get into any trouble your first night. Besides I might want to be your first customer. But for right now all this talk about your sucking cock has got me and Pete all hot and bothered again. So, get to sucking. "

Well, I did. I sucked both of them off two more times that day and both fucked me once more. Pete wanted to stay the night he said and just sleep with that big cock up my ass so that whenever he woke up he could just fuck me good and drop back to sleep, but he had to go down and check on the bar so that was put on hold.

What a first day, and the beginning of a whole new experience. The next episode will tell about my experiences in the biker bar and you won't want to miss it.

If you liked the first part, e-mail me at: azred728@yahoo.com