A corporate businessman is brought in to bring peace between two street gangs. His methods are not his own but very, very effective!
Grant’s work life is dull, and his sex life not much better. What he needs is hot men, and lots of them. Fortunately for Grant, there are bikers on the way who are more than happy to provide.
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"You better sit real still and wrap those legs around me. We haven't far to go!" Jess shouted above the roar of the engine, gunning the bike into motion and turning rapidly onto the street.
Grant closed his eyes tightly. He'd never been on a motorcycle before, and he had read that traveling without a helmet was dangerous. Still he made no protest but trembled slightly as he leaned against Jess’s muscled body. The vibration of the bike beneath him and the pulsing power of Jess's body holding him up began to affect him as his cock grew hard beneath his trousers.
The wind in Jess's face was hard and cool; his long dreads flew wildly about his head as the wind ripped past him, shielding the scared business man who sat behind him. Jess was flanked on either side by his traveling buddies and Grant opened his eyes as the bike roared across the highway leading out of the city.
The wind in his hair was refreshing and for the first time he began to relax as he sped past the few cars on the road as though they were standing still. He admitted that it felt good, exciting. Despite his bondage he felt oddly at ease, already he was in a position that forced him to trust this wild man who had kidnapped him.
They turned onto a dirt road and Grant could see the ramshackle little house that served as home to the bikers, he felt his fear return and the tension in his shorts tightened with anticipation.
The night gradually plunged into silence as motorcycle ignitions were turned off and the men dismounted. Jess lifted Grant from the bike and carried him inside the darkened clubhouse. He dropped Grant onto the couch and switched on the overhead light. Samson tossed cans of beer to everyone, as they took positions against the wall, into chairs, on the couch. Each of the bikers yanked off their denim overlays and T-shirts proudly displaying broad, hairy tattooed chests, moist with night sweat. Torn and threadbare jeans revealed hard bulges in various positions and states of erection.
Jess lifted his beer to his mouth, taking several gulps, before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
Cain Berlinger has published innumerable short stories in various gay publications throughout Europe and America. His self published books include essays on Black America, a book on meditation, a series of fitness books (under RD Cain) and several illustrated, as he describes them as “pure JO fiction”
He has lived in Holland, Germany and Switzerland for over a decade and now resides in New York City where he works as a life coach, fitness trainer, interfaith minister and party promoter. “I have no discipline for 9-5,” he says. His website is www.cainberlingers.com