This is a work that I wrote a few years back. the author name is a pen name which I use for erotic fiction. Enjoy. Bike Night By Falcon Nighthawk Being Bi is not something you let be known when you are a male biker hanging out with guys that party with the Outlaws and other one-percenter clubs. But, Bi I am and have been for my whole life, so I’ve learned when and where to let the secret out. The club I was riding with at that time would do all of the usual poker runs as well as the weekly Friday night dinner rides; and the dinner rides usually were the most fun for me, just because it got me out of the house and hanging with my friends for an evening. This one particular evening, we ended up at one of the local Chinese restaurants for dinner and we had a great time, as usual, just hanging out, eating and gabbing. During the course of the evening, I had noticed that there were a couple of the busboys that I found to be very attractive as I was sneaking looks their way. There was one busboy in particular that I felt was so sexy that I got a hard-on from looking at him. He was about 5 feet tall, a little shorter than me, slender with features that were almost, but not quite, feminine. I had noticed him looking our way (at me?) a lot over the course of the evening. By now, my erection was enough of a problem that I had to excuse myself from the group and went to the bathroom to try to get my bulge to deflate enough to not be a noticeable problem. Once out of sight of everyone, I went down the corridor toward the bathroom when I ran, almost literally, into my sexy busboy. He immediately excused himself for almost running me down and I noticed that his gaze lingered on me afterwards. I decided then and there to just come right out and talk to him and see if he was as interested in me as I was in him. “Listen. I saw you looking at us over there and I was wondering if maybe you might want to go riding with me after you get off work?” Okay, it was lame, but I really wasn’t used to picking up guys. “I was looking at you, but I don’t have motorcycle.” “I do.” I said. He looked into my eyes and said, “You asking me what I think you asking me?” “I am asking if you want to go on a date with me after you get off work. Tonight.” “Your friends know this about you?” “No. And I would prefer that it stayed that way if you get what I mean.” “Yes.” “Yes, you understand or yes, you will go out with me?” “I go out with you. Tonight. I also understand.” “Good. What time do you get off?” “Soon. Eleven.” “Good. What’s your name? Mine is Chris.” “I am Lu.” “I’ll be waiting outside when you get done, Lu.” I went back to the table and finished dinner while he went about finishing his work. As the night drew to a close, the club was all leaving in small groups, singles and pairs until my riding buddy, Nick and I were the last ones there. Nick said “I’m heading out to the Strip. Wanna come?” “Naw. Just gonna finish my dessert and head home, I think.” I lied. “Okay. Just don’t forget about tomorrow.” “Don’t worry about that. I’ll be there. If the weather holds, it will be a target rich environment” “Damn straight. I’ll see you tomorrow, then.” “Later, man.” With that, he headed out the door. I finished eating in silence, checking out all of the waiters, waitresses and, of course, Lu. When I finished, I paid my bill and went outside and waited. Right on time, Lu came out from work. He looked at the bike as he walked out and started to get a look on his face that made me think that he was getting second thoughts about our impromptu date. “You’re not changing your mind, are you?” “No. I just never ride on motorcycle before.” I grinned at that and said, “Don’t worry. Just do what I tell you and you’ll be fine. Besides, I never crash with passengers aboard.” He looked at me and said, “First time for everything.” I smiled at that and said “Not tonight, though. So where would you like me to take you?” “I not so smart about what is here to do. Maybe you choose?” “Okay. I know a place that we can go to start with.” I gave him the dos and don’ts about riding with me and we mounted up and rode off. I did know the perfect place and so we went to a place called The Copa. It was a big gay/lesbian, bisexual, crossdresser and transgender hangout with a lot of music, four bars and a big dance floor. He was quite impressed by the place. We parked the bike and went in, got something to drink and sat down in one of the outside bar areas to talk for a bit. I found out that he had only been in the country for a couple of years and had just moved to the area a few months earlier. After a bit of talking and a couple of drinks, I asked if he liked to dance and he said that he wasn’t very good at it, but was willing to try it. I told him that I was pretty awful, but was willing to try as well. As we got up to the dance floor, the music changed to something slow. We looked at each other, I shrugged, took his hand and we went out to dance. He wrapped his arms around me and melted into me while we danced. After a couple of minutes he looked up at me with eyes that were gentle and submissive, so I kissed him. We danced and kissed till the song started to speed up again and I walked him off the floor and said, “let’s go back to your place.” He agreed and we went to his place. It was a nice little studio semi-attached to his landlord’s house. We went in and he offered me a soda, which I took, and he sat down next to me on his bed. Without a word, he began pulling my shirt off, kissing me everywhere that my skin became exposed. After my shirt was off, he got onto the floor and took my boots and socks off, kissing and licking my feet very gently. That was a new experience for me. Then he began working my pants off of me, kissing my legs as he undressed me. As suddenly as he had begun, he stopped and undressed himself. It dawned on me, as he stood there, naked, staring at my now rigid cock, how feminine in build and manner he was. Maybe that was the attraction that I felt, but it didn’t really matter to me. He had me hot and ready and I wanted to play with him as badly as he wanted to play with me. His cock wasn’t quite as big as mine, but it was of a good enough size that I liked it. “Come here, Lu.” He lay down next to me and began kissing me again, kissing and licking his way down to my nipples, licking and sucking each one in turn before working his way to my hard cock, which he licked around, sucking my balls gently into his mouth before licking my cock like a popsicle; up and down the length, gently nibbling the shaft then swallowing my cock whole down his throat. I turned us so that I could get my lips around his cock and began sucking him with more zeal than I have had with any of my male lovers before or since. We sucked each other like that for a while until I felt like I was going to cum. I knew that he was close as well from the way he was moaning on my cock. I began to cum in his mouth, moaning on his cock the whole time as he swallowed my load. Then I felt him moaning harder on my cock as his cock swelled and he shot his load into my throat. I swallowed it all, reveling in the taste of his cum and sucking him dry. He pulled off of me and turned around to curl up next to me, holding my now soft cock in his hands, kissing my chest, nipples and neck. A few minutes of this and I was hard again and he reached over to the nightstand and grabbed some lube. He put some on his hand and continued stroking my cock. With his other hand he squirted some lube into his ass and then he put the lube on the nightstand and kneeled over my cock, aiming it at his ass. God he was tight. Slowly, he slid down on my cock and let it fill him up, saying all the time how big I was. He stayed very still while his ass adjusted to me and then, after a minute, he sat upright and began pumping his tight little ass up and down on me. I reached up and played with his nipples and his cock, which was getting hard again. I couldn’t take it any more, so I rolled us over so that he was on his back, with his legs in the air and I began to really fuck him. He wrapped his legs around me and was fucking me back, rubbing his cock between us and moaning something in Thai that I didn’t understand. I felt my cock swell and began to come as I felt his cock swell and shoot between us. I rolled us over again so that he was on top again and he just laid there, his legs on either side of me, laying on me with his head on my chest. “I never had American man before. You very good.” he whispered. “Thank you. I’ve never had a Thai man before. You are very enthusiastic.” “You nice to me and I wanted to have good time with you.” “Well, we definitely had that” “I clean up now. Stay here” With that, he kissed me like we had been lovers for years, got off of me and went into the bathroom. I heard the water running and then he came out with a bowl and a washcloth. He cleaned me up and then cleaned himself up before returning the cloth and bowl to the bathroom and coming back to the bed. I started to get up to get dressed and he said “You not stay?” “I thought….” “No. You stay tonight.” He said and looked at me with sad, gentle eyes. How could I say no? So I lay back down, he crawled into bed with me and curled up on me and we went to sleep. In the morning we woke up, had round three, showered, said good by and I went off to meet my buddy Nick. When I met up with him, he mentioned that he saw my bike over at The Copa the night before and he saw who was with me. I asked him how he would have seen something like that and he said that it was because he had been there himself when I arrived. “Oh really?” I said, noticing a growing bulge in his pants. “Yeah. Why don’t we go to my place and talk about it?” “Okay. I guess we can hunt poon anytime.” So we went to his place, but that is a story for another time.
good story
Thank you. It is a fantasy based on the events of a bike night when I was riding with a local club in Florida. We did go to an Asian restaurant and there was one very hot young busboy that turned me on just by looking at him. All of the rest, well, that is what I wanted to happen, but never did happen.
