I needed to get out of the city for a while. I had been in my job for a couple of years without a holiday. It was about time I had some me time. So without any real plan of where I was going I jumped in the car and drove west. I decided that sticking to the highways was boring so I took various roads to be out in the countryside and just breath in the fresh air. Everything was going fine. I had even left my phone at home so nobody could contact me. Just me and the car going where the road takes me.
It was starting to get late when I thought I better try and find somewhere to stay the night. There had not been a sign pointing toward a town for some time. Mostly there was just land with various animals on it. Finally I saw a road pointing toward a house on a hill and I decided I would knock on the door and ask for some advice. The guy who opened the door was obviously a bikie from the way he was dressed, not to mention the beard and tattoos. I was a little nervous when I spoke asking for directions. He laughed at me when I explained what I was doing out there. "you have at least 2 hours drive to the nearest town from here – our closest neighbours are ¾ of an hour drive. There is a fog setting in now too, so driving is not a good idea."
"oh" was about all I could say. I mean what can you say in that situation.
"Don't worry we'll look after you here." Said the bikie. With that he held out his hand and introduced himself as Bob. I told him my name was Don. With that he showed me into the house. There was music going and plenty of voices coming from the next room which he led me into. He did not seem like a very chatty guy. When I looked into the room I was a little scared. There were ten more guys who all looked like Bob. They were all a bit older than me. I am 30 and an average looking guy. You know the kind – slim build, clean shaven, dark neat hair and brown eyes. The kind of guy you see wearing a suit and tie in the city every day.
The guys laughed as Bob told them my story and that he had said they would look after me.
A big guy with red hair who introduced himself as Steve started firing questions at me. But he wasn't giving me time to answer. He had come to the inclusion that I didn't look like I needed a holiday but rather a blood good fucking. I didn't know what to say – my mouth was just hanging open. The other men were all laughing. I tried to laugh it off also – but there was something in Steve's eyes which said that he was serious and the others new it too.
I scanned the room again looking to see if there would be any support for me from someone else. It was then that I noticed it was not 10 guys but in fact 2 of them were women. It was easy to mistake them at first, as they too had some tattoos and long hair and they dressed similarly. Steve saw me eyeing the women "don't think you are going to get too lucky with those two lesbians."
Great my only hope was gone. I was starting to panic. I tried to make an excuse to get something from my car, but Bob would have nothing of it. Bob said "We have a policy here that when the sun goes down, the fire place goes on and this place really heats up. Nobody is allowed to wear any clothes." What sort of place had I walked into here and how was I going to survive the night?
One of the guys struck a match to start the fire while another handed me shot of tequila and made me drink. After three shots I was feeling a little light headed. I don't drink that often and when I do it's mostly just a glass of wine with a meal. So this had gone to my head right away. I noticed one of the guys stand up and ring a bell which was greeted by cheers from everyone. "time to get your gear off" said Steve. These guys wasted no time – within seconds they were all naked – even the women. I was trying to take in all this naked flesh. The guys were all big and quite muscular. The women had pretty good figures also – and they too were quite strong looking. Most of them had plenty of tattoos over the bodies and a few extra piercings. I had no choice but to start stripping myself. My small frame and pale white complexion was going to stand out here. I had no piercing or tattoos to hide behind either. They all looked me up and down as I slid off my underwear. Two of the guys sitting in the corner started licking their licks and moaning.
One of the girls muttered something about having to clean me up and then next thing I knew Bob and Steve were holding me down on top of the table in the middle of the room. The two girls who had disappeared for a moment came back with grins on their face. They both had shaving kits and immediately started work removing all the hair from my chest. Then they started work on pubes. Before long I was as hair free as the day I was born. Luckily they did not remove what was on my head. I felt so naked. But all those eyes looking at me was also making me horny. I could hardly believe it myself when my seven inch cut cock started to react. There were plenty of cheers as they too noticed it grow. Steve quipped "see I was right he does want a good fucking – but I think we need to make him earn it first."
With that, two of the guys pushed me down on to the floor so I was on my knees. "You ever sucked a cock before?" said Steve. I shook my head. "Well I think you are going to enjoy this." With that one of the guys placed his cock in front of my face. He started slapping it across my mouth as I looked at him. Suddenly he did not look all that scary but more playful and in want of sexual release. I could not believe what I was doing when I opened my mouth and let him push his cock inside. I could taste his sweat – kind of musky but sweet as he pushed his 7 inches in. I closed my lips around it and sucked hard as he held my head. Before long he was starting to moan as the others all cheered him on. This seemed to make him hornier as I felt his cock really growing hard in my mouth. I felt it start to pulse and then without warning the first lot of jism hit the back of my throat. He pulled his cock out now and covered my face as he released the rest of his load. I savoured the taste of the first load of cum I had ever taken. It was hard to describe the taste, but I knew it was making me hornier. In fact everyone else knew as they watched my cock stiffen again.
