Cycling Trip Across the UK
Date: 11/5/2017, Categories: Fiction, Anal, BDSM, Coercion, Domination / Submission, First Time, Gay, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Author: horny little gemini, Source: sexstories.com
It’s finally happening! For years you wanted to bike across England but no one ever wanted to go. But recently a good friend you’ve known for years got permission from his wife to go with you. You’re worried he may not be physically in shape to keep up but he assures you everything will be fine. It’s supposed to be a 12 day ride but you are hoping to do it in 8. You figure you will see how it is the first day or two with shorter distances to gauge his ability and adjust the distance you want to cover each day from there. You both agree that you keep the return tickets at 12 days and could change the return as you got closer to the end. The first day of riding was amazing. The beautiful countryside combined with good biking weather was picture perfect. You did a lot a research before you left and determined where you would stop for the night would be a decent sized city with a hotel. As you check into the hotel, your friend asks the front desk where a good pub is to get a meal and few drinks. After getting directions, you drop off your gear in the room and take quick showers before heading to the local pub. As your friend is getting dressed, the towel slips off and you get a good look at him. You feel yourself getting hard as you think about what his cock would taste like. You know he is straight but he doesn’t know what you are thinking, right? The pub is noisy and crowded so you decided to get a drink at the bar until you can find a seat. A couple of ales later, you are ... seated. The alcohol is taking effect quicker on an empty stomach. You both order and your friend keeps the drinks flowing, more for you than him although you don’t really take notice. The conversation is great and the time flies. You don’t realize you’ve drank more than ate. You really feel it as you stand to leave and you buddy thinks it’s funny. He seems ok so you try not to stumble as you walk back to the hotel around the corner. In the elevator, the wall holds you up as you ride up to your room. However, you notice your friend seems to be checking you out. You shake off that thought because you know he is straight. The elevator lurches a little throwing you off balance and he grabs you so you don’t fall. He doesn’t let go and helps you down to the room as the elevator stops. Once inside you fall onto the bed and close your eyes. You feel good and know you will sleep well tonight. But your hear your friend say “Damn!” “What’s wrong?” “My zipper is stuck.” Did you hear right? “Your zipper is stuck?” “Yes. Can you help me?” You stumble off your bed and approach him. “It might be better if you kneel in front of me.” In your inebriated state it makes sense so you kneel and grab the zipper tab on his pants. It slides down easily. You look up at him confused and see the smirk on his face. “I guess you have the magic touch,” he says. “How about you help me get my pants off now?” You begin to get excited but fear your overactive imagination is making more of the situation. You have ...