GAY SEX STORY
"Double Anal Fucking"

It’s Friday, the end of my first week at my new job. I’ve been hired by Rob to help him with his engine-repair business. I moved to the city after graduating in auto-mechanics, and I lucked in when I answered his ad. I’ve rented a small apartment, but I want more space – and I’ve told him that. During lunch at the local diner, he says, “Tony, I’ve got some jobs at home that need doing, if you’re looking to earn some extra bucks.”

Maybe you could show me your place this weekend, and I can think about it.”

“Sounds good,” Rob says, and as we talk about the shop, I’m aroused by his thick, hairy forearms. I haven’t had sex for weeks, and I’m sure in the mood for some this evening. I’m aware that Rob’s looking me over, too, the way he and his biker buddy have all week. I’d like to get naked with them, but I’d especially like to get into some major sucking and fucking with his pal. Every day this week, just before quitting time, Brad, who’s a big, good-looking dude, with a thick, black moustache and a two-day growth, roars in on his Harley. And the two of them huddle together, talking and laughing. Several times, I’ve seen Brad gazing at me, checking me out.

Today, when he arrives, Rob calls me over. “Why don’t you join us for a beer at my place? That way, you could see the jobs I mentioned.”

“Sure,” I tell him and then look at Brad. He’s grinning and giving me more than the once-over. His shirt is open down to his navel, displaying a very hairy chest. He reaches to adjust his crotch, and I see a serious bulge down the inside of his thigh. When I look back up, he’s running his tongue over his upper lip and moustache. Then he winks at me.

I’m sure I’m blushing when Rob says, “Don’t be afraid of Brad. He’s a pussy-cat.”
More like a bear, I’m thinking – a really hunky poppa-bear.

During the week, I’ve realized that Rob is probably gay. A few days ago, when the weather suddenly got warm, he removed his shirt at work. Although his hefty torso is somewhat hairy, it’s covered with tattoos. He noticed my interest. “I’m with a biker club,” he says. “You should see some of their bodies. You gotta come to one of our rallies.”

“Sorry for staring,” I said, deciding to take my shirt off, too.

“You’ve got a fucking great body,” he said. “I’ll bet that gets you into lots of trouble.”
I wasn’t sure what to say, so I shrugged sheepishly and headed back to work.

“Okay guys,” Rob says, “Let’s hit the road. Tony, grab that extra helmet. You can ride with me.”

“Let me do the honours, Rob. It’ll give Tony and me a chance to get acquainted. We’ll follow you,” Brad suggests, and heads to his Harley.

“Okay,” Rob says, and when he has locked up, I hoist myself behind Brad, holding the seat’s handle-grips.

“Wrap your arms around me,” Rob shouts over the noise of the engine, “or the first bump might be your last. And I wouldn’t want to lose you.” As he says that, he grips my thigh with his huge hand, and squeezes it. So I lock my fingers together, against his stomach, and we take off. I have no idea what I’m letting myself in for, and I’m a bit nervous. But I undo a couple of buttons on his shirt and slide my hands inside.
He sucks his gut in when he feels that, and then uses one hand to raise mine up to his chest, where I clutch his hairy pec muscles and plump nipples. He leans back against me, and we ride like that till we arrive at Rob’s place. It’s a one-storey house, the last on a dead-end street. All the properties are widely spaced apart, so it’s obviously very private.

Rob is sitting on the front steps, waiting for us, and as he opens the door, he says to me, “I can show you around later,” he says. “But since you usually have a shower at the shop after work, why don’t you take one now and then join Brad and I on the back deck?”

“Thanks, I’d like that,” I say.

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