One day while shopping I spotted a guy all dressed in biker leather. This guy was hot. A set of dark sunglasses wrapped around his high cheekbones covered his eyes.
He wore no shirt under his tightly fitted leather vest that emphasized his muscular sweaty body. There were tattoos on his arms, his upper chest, and torso.
He just reeked of sexy masculinity with every step of his trim body. His legs were covered with formfitting leather chaps and his tight jeans hugged his round firm butt. Under his worn jeans his leather chaps emphasized his bulging crotch. In his left rear pocket was the edge of a blue bandanna.
Even his black biker boots were sexy. He was hot looking and he knew it. As I stood watching and lusting over this hot looking stud, he reached for his bandanna and wiped the sweat from his brow and each armpit.
As he replaced the bandanna in his back pocket, it accidentally fell to the ground. When he moved on a few steps, I managed to squat down and hastily picked it up placing it to my nose to savor the musky scents of his body. As I breathed in deeply I suddenly felt his eyes looking at me. I raised my eyes to see him scornfully staring directly into my face. I knew he had seen me sniff his bandanna, but I was unaware that he was following me into the restroom.
I quickly headed to the end booth to try to calm myself down. I sat down on the toilet seat while I inhaled his manly scent, but before I could even get settled, he pushed his way into the stall and looked down at me.
I was suddenly at his mercy. What was he going to do to me now? I lowered my head, waiting for him to hit me, but instead, he straddled my legs, and reached down and pulled my face towards his body. With one hand he opened his jeans and pulled out his semi-hard uncircumcised 8-inch cock. If you want to smell my body sweats, then smell my cheesy man cock. Put your mouth around my baby maker, and lick the dried cum from underneath my foreskin, cocksucker.
You better do a good job or I will knock the shit out of you. Do you understand, fucker? I was shocked and fearful that there might be someone in the next stall. I had no choice but to put his hardening uncut cock in my mouth. I trembled slightly as my cock stood at attention as I started to go down on him.
He had a slight taste of pre-cum inside his long foreskin, with a lingering hint of sweat and salty piss. I braced myself for the oncoming assault. His 8-inch cock was only semi-hard but the foreskin was starting to pull away from his big tulip shaped cock-head. The large piss slit was oozing clear tasty juices. I was turned on by the musky dried cum smell from his cock. Usually I was turned off by this scent but this was different for some reason.
I stuck out my tongue to taste his salty jizz, and once again take a deep whiff of him. I reached for his cock with one hand and searched for his balls with the other. He moved in closer as I pulled on his low hanging sweaty balls. I felt my cock harden as I was forced to suck this hot leather stud that I had desired earlier.
In the excitement of the moment, I no longer knew or cared if there were other people in the room. I continued to enjoy his tasty cock. I glanced up at his handsome face, only to see my own reflection in his dark wraparound sunglasses. He held the back of my head until he realized I was willingly sucking his cock, and was enjoying it as much as he was. I just fucked some chick in the back of a van. Suck it good punk. I need it cleaned off good and can use another draining before I go home to my old lady.
She can smell pussy juice on my cock 10 feet away. Suck the juices out of that cock. I was enjoying his cock even though he said it was covered with pussy juice. I continued to suck. I licked and sniffed his balls as he moaned, and shoved my head into his warm body.
I sensed an excitement in his body movements, and I knew any minute he would shoot his warm cum into my willing mouth. He lurched forward, pulled my head down on his cock, and dumped a big load down my throat. I pulled away just long enough to gasp for air, then went back down on his throbbing shaft.
He gasped and trembled in the ecstasy of his orgasm. After I milked down the last few drops of his sperm, he pulled away from me, wiped his remaining wet cock on my face, put his cock and balls back into his jeans, and left the booth. My cock was still so hard and with a few jerks of my hand I shot my load all over the floor and the inside of my jeans.
I still had his bandanna in one hand and took a last deep whiff before I put it in my rear pocket. I gradually got my composure, pulled up my pants, and opened the door. I stepped out apprehensively, fearful of being caught having sex in a public place. I left the restroom to discover the man in leather standing talking to several other men. He looked over then said something to the men and headed toward me as I briskly walked away from him to the exit.
I want to talk to you so hold it a minute. He put his hand on the door and looked at me as he spoke. That was a nice thing you did for me in there. I needed to have my cock sucked. I want to deposit more of my sperm in your cock sucking mouth. So how about you and me getting together later this afternoon and have another go at it. I know you want it and I want to give it to you. What do you say? He reached out his hand to me and smiled.
I reached out my hand as my body once more tingled with the sensation of his manly hot looks and his friendly smile. He knew I wanted him again and he wanted to fuck my face again. He pulled out a pencil and scrap paper and asked for my phone number and address.
I gave it to him and we made an agreement to meet at my place later on that evening. Sometimes your sexual desires overcome your good sense. Later on that evening I waited anxiously for my new leather biker stud to come over. I had everything already set up. I bought extra beer, lit up a few mood candles, got out some extra trick towels and was ready to show him a better time than just getting head in the rest room at the flea market.
I heard the sound of a Motorcycle pulling up. My heart pounded as I anxiously waited for him to knock on the door. Finally the knock came but I let him knock another time so as not to act too anxious. When I opened the door he stood there once again in full leather, only this time he had added a leather cap and riding leather gloves.
I must have gasped at his sight because he grinned confidently. Would you like a beer? He stepped in, pulled off one of his leather gloves, and finally spoke. Get on your knees and put your hot lips around my cock.
I need a quick blow job to get me warmed up. This dude was hot already. I was hoping to get him to relax more so I would work his body over real well. I gulped down his hardening cock as he held the back of my head to face fuck me. I milked it down as he continued to drink his beer.
Then he pulled away and said he wanted to use the pisser, so I directed him to the washroom. While he was in the washroom I turned on some fuck films and was ready for him to return.
When he finally opened the door he was still fully dressed in his leather, but he had removed his jeans. His cock was hanging out the front of his leather chaps and his beautiful round ass was completely exposed. He opened his leather vest to show off his manly chest and tattoos. I was stunned by his mere appearance.