“You’re cute.” He told me and handed me another glass.
I took the drink from him and downed it. “Cute enough for you to wanna fuck me, I hope.” I let out drunk laughter in his face and wiggled on his lap. “I’ve had my eye on you since I got here.”
“Oh yeah?” He smiled and pushed his hardening dick into my ass. It felt big. “You wanna leave with me tonight?”
“Yeah,” I moaned, enjoying the feeling of his cock pressed against me. “You’re so fuckin’ sexy.”
It was around 12am and everyone was starting to get even more drunk and rowdy, myself included. Tank put his arm on my back and rested one of his hands inside the back on my pants as he continued to talk with his friends. He’d look at me and whispered something back to his friends and they’d all laugh.
“H-hey I wanna go… Can we leave now…?” I slurred.
“Easy, boy.” He said and bounced me a few times and I swayed a little trying to keep my balance. “We’ll leave when I get ready. Right now I’m still talkin’ with my brothers.”
He drank more and talked for what seemed like an eternity and I was horny and getting impatient. I’d rub on him, press my ass harder into him, and lean into him and whisper nasty words in his ear to try to get him riled up too so we could leave already. “Mmm..” I moaned in his ear, “I’m ready for you to drill my ass like an oil rig, daddy….”
He chuckled and squeezed my ass in response.
“You don’t wanna fuck my sexy ass with your big white dick, daddy? Huh?” I laughed and blew in his ear.
“The problem with these young ones nowadays,” He said to his friends and squeezed my ass again. “Can’t wait for nothin’.”
“Don’t keep the puppy waitin’ then,” One of them commented. “Give him what he wants.”
“Y-yeah Tank,” I stammered, “Give me what I want.” I smiled and grazed my hand on his cock.
He shot me a devilish smile, topped off his drink and slammed some money on the counter.
He then scooped me up and headed towards the door. “Well I think he’s drunk enough boys, so I’ll see ya’ll later!” He yelled to his group. “I’m bout to give this kid a ride!”
They all broke out in laughter and cheered.
“Buh bye!” I drunkenly waved at them and my friends.
Out at the parking lot, we went over to his sled and he threw his big leg over it. It was a sleek black 48 Harley Davidson with chrome accessories and 12in ape hangers. It was sexy, but it was a one-seater. “Hotel’s only a block away, if you don’t wanna fall off you better hold on tight.” He told me and I clumsily threw my leg over the rear.
“If you say so.” I pressed into him and reached around and grabbed his bulging crotch.
He turned his head towards me and smirked. “You’re gonna get it when we get to the hotel.” He threatened me.
“I’m ready.”
He revved the throttle and the roar of the engine shook my whole body and I groaned.
“You like that?” He asked and revved it up again.
“Yeah.” I groaned louder and grabbed his crotch harder.
Then we took off.
We made it to the small and dirty looking hotel and there were several motorcycles parked out in front and plenty of bikers out fraternizing with each other.
“This hotel is hostin’ a lot the bikers comin’ in.” Tank told me. “So it’s gettin’ pretty rowdy here. Hope you don’t mind.”
“I’m ready to get rowdy with you.” I ran my finger up his arm.
He parked and led me down a corridor and all the rooms were filled with more bikers, blaring loud music out from their rooms and loud drunk chatter came from all around. He then led me into one of the motel rooms with two twin beds. The room was filled with loud music, sex noises, and the smell of sex and cigarette smoke. My type of environment.
It was dim and there were two other members from Tank’s club in there and they were fucking other boys from other clubs. One tall guy, covered in tattoos from head to toe, was on the bed pounding away at some black boy from behind. His patches said he was from the Hyena Boiz, and he was practically screaming in pleasure from the man’s cock. The other couple was in the corner and the other man from Tank’s club had a blonde boy with a red vest spread out on the coffee table with his legs in the air and was ramming his cock into the boy’s hole from above.
“Oh fuck yes! Keep goin’! Keep goin’!” The blonde boy groaned and wrapped his legs around the man. Even the door that connected our room to the room next door was open and there were members in there who sounded like they were fucking too.
“You ready to go?” Tank sat on the empty bed and pulled me onto his lap.
“I’ve been ready! Fuck me!” I wrapped my arms around his neck and stuck my tongue in his mouth. He tasted like beer and cigarettes and it was good. While our tongues wrestled with each other’s, he snatched off his vest and shirt then ran his tongue down my neck and bit hard.
“Oh fuck yes!” I yelled and grinded my ass against his hard dick. His beefy chest was covered in black hair and tattoos. I leaned down and licked all across that bad boy, tracing each of his tattoos with my tongue then I sucked and nibbled on his sexy hairy nipples and he moaned with gratitude. This was a real man’s body, and I wanted to worship it forever. I kissed and licked all over his pecs, his large shoulders, and even getting drunker off the taste of his musky hairy man pits.
“Get up and take off your clothes,” He commanded me. “But leave your boots and rags on.”
I got up and yanked my clothes off quickly, leaving on nothing but my vest and boots. I was the hardest I had ever been before as I stood in front of him. He gave my lean body a look over and moaned impressed.
“You like my tight body, big daddy?” I teased him and ran my hands down to my hard dick.
“Hell yeah.” He said. “Get on your knees and come suck my cock, boy.” He squeezed the bulge in his pants.
I started over to him but he stopped me.
“Nu-uh,” He barked. “I said get on your knees.” He snapped his fingers and pointed to the floor.
I eagerly got to my knees and crawled over to him and snatched off his belt and undid his pants – unleashing his angry and demanding looking hard cock. It looked about the size of my foot, and I wear a 10 ½.
“Oh my god..” I moaned and took a hold of his thick sexy cock. “Is this why they call you Tank?” I asked while stroking his fat tip.
“No.” He replied, “Now suck.”
This was what I had been waiting for all night, I thought to myself as I hungrily engulfed his cock in my mouth. I felt like I had to unhinge my jaw like a snake to accommodate his godlike cock. I couldn’t fit the whole thing in my mouth without gagging, but I slurped and gargled on at least half of his delicious sweaty cock. I drunkenly slobbered all over his shaft and worked it with my other hand as I went down to suck and fondle his plump hairy balls. He moaned loudly and took a hold of my head and bobbed it up and down.
My head was still swimming and all the blaring music and smoke was getting to me too, everything started to feel so surreal, and even more strangely, all while this was happening, random people would just walk by the room and holler at Tank or the other men, and they would talk back like doing all this was just casual business. I tried to look up at the people talking, also wondering if maybe they were gonna join in, but Tank pushed my head back down.