Crotch Rockets And Hot Crotches

Every one of these super hot guys on bikes are absolutely guaranteed to to rev your engine.

As we began passing people, cars and houses, I assumed the stranger would stop jacking me off, but he didn’t. I wanted to tell him to stop, but I could feel a powerful orgasm rapidly approaching and it felt way too good to have him stop now.

The stranger’s hand was a blur as it slid up and down my cock faster and faster. As he slid closer to me I could feel his erection pressing against my ass.

It was mid-October and I was preparing my motorcycle for winter storage and I decided to go for one last ride. Before I knew it, I found myself a very long ways from town. I finally decided it was time to head back to town.

The stranger took it as a sign that he was able to continue when there was no objection by me. His right hand found my dick and began rubbing.

The bump jarred us both and his hands dropped to my crotch. I thought nothing of it at the time as I waited for his hands to move. His left hand suddenly cupped my balls and squeezed gently.

I was still too shocked to do or say anything. I was torn, I wasn’t gay, not even curious, in fact, the whole situation made me quite uncomfortable. I obviously liked it, as witnessed by my now throbbing erection.

He climbed on the motorcycle behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist.

The stranger unzipped and unbuttoned my pants. He reached in through the fly hole of my underwear and forcefully pulled my cock and balls out. His left hand resumed tugging and squeezing on my balls and his right hand began stroking my cock aggressively.

The wind was cold, but my cock was so hot that the cool air felt amazing. I soon noticed that every time we hit a bump the stranger was startled just enough to make him tighten his grip on my cock and balls.

” Wow, thanks for stopping, man,” he said.

When the man saw me coming, he quickly stuck his thumb out for a ride.

I traveled along a narrow winding road. As I rounded a sharp bend, I spotted a man walking along the side of the road.

I decided to throw caution to the wind so I pulled over.

” Yeah, no problem,” I replied.

He leaned over my shoulder and shouted, “just drop me off at the nearest gas station ”

His left hand suddenly cupped my balls and squeezed gently. His left hand resumed tugging and squeezing on my balls and his right hand began stroking my cock aggressively.

“My pleasure,” I replied, meaning every word.

Wanting to prolong the experience, I actually headed for the gas station that was the farthest away from where we were.

I soon noticed that every time we hit a bump the stranger was startled just enough to make him tighten his grip on my cock and balls. As we began passing cars, people and houses, I assumed the stranger would stop jacking me off, but he didn’t. As I slowed down to pull into the station, the stranger’s left hand squeezed my balls very tightly, causing me wince from the light pain.

I’ve never had another experience like that one, although I have fantasized about it often. Once again, that one experience has provided me with countless of pleasure as I remember back to that day and masturbate to explosive orgasms imagining the stranger’s hands molesting me.

He flashed me sly smile and jogged away, into the station.

I was just about to explode as I saw the gas station come into view. As I slowed down to pull into the station, the stranger’s left hand squeezed my balls very tightly, causing me wince from the light pain. What seemed like gallons of cum erupted from my cock, coating my gas tank.

My drained and abused dick quickly shrank and softened, but that didn’t stop the friendly stranger, he continued to fondle my balls and yank on my flaccid cock until we pulled into the gas station and came to a stop. He gave my cock and balls one last gentle squeeze and said, “thanks for the ride,” as dismounted the motorcycle.

I was feeling so euphoric that I didn’t even bother putting my dick or balls back inside my underwear, or buttoning my pants. I arrived home, put my motorcycle in the garage and walked to the house with my dick still hanging out.