Guy sucks dick of Hells Angel biker

Ethan had just moved into town and was looking for fun hangout spots to unwind when he wasn't working all day on his computer. A fresh graduate from college, the twenty three year old had moved to the new city to snag up a mouth watering job opening which had eventually turned out to be him mostly working remotely. This meant that he would mostly be inside his home working all day, with very little time to socialize. 

He eventually found a bar a few miles away from his apartment block. He took an instant liking to the bustling ambiance of the bar, and he hoped he would make a couple of friends in this new city. Standing at an average height of 5"7 with a slightly thickset body and cropped brown hair, Ethan wasn't the most handsome guy on the block. But he was actually good looking with his deep blue eyes always behind his geeky glasses and a constellation of freckles around his button nose. Someone had once called him a pretty boy, and he had since chosen to silently address himself as that whenever he took in his average looks in the mirror. 

Seated at a table in the bustling bar, Ethan was swiping away on his cellphone with a bottle of beer before him when the door swung open, and in walked three men. They were absolutely ripped and menacing looking bikers clad in open leather black jackets, tight leather pants and boots to match. Ethan's gaze was set on the oldest man from the group, who had grey hair wrapped in a short ponytail and a tattoo on his powerful right bicep. He seemed to be in his fifties while also doubling as the alpha of the pack, and for some reason, Ethan found himself ogling nonstop at the brute six foot plus man until both of their eyes met, and Ethan hurriedly pulled his gaze away.

 The bartender called out to one of the ripped bikers, and a hearty exchange of pleasantries ensued as the men settled at a table adjacent to Ethan's. The latter tried to take his eyes away, but the biker was staring unabashedly at him now, stroking his short white beard as he studied Ethan from afar and chatted with his buddies. Ethan drank his beer with a hint of nervousness in his grasp, and the biker shot a dark smile at him. A few bottles later, the towering biker got up and walked away from the table towards the narrow aisle leading up to the bar.

Ethan's soil almost jumped out of his body when the heavyset man placed an arm on his shoulder, leaned down, and whispered to him. "Meet me out back, pretty boy, and don't keep me waiting!"  Ethan could barely reply as he watched the man wink and disappear towards another aisle leading to the restroom and a backdoor. Dreading pissing such a brute man off, Ethan nervously got up and shuffled towards the aisle, where he noticed the biker step out through the backdoor. Ethan followed and was pulled out into a dimly lit alleyway while the biker slammed the door shut, then forced Ethan to his knees. "Wrap those pretty lips around my cock immediately. Let me see how long you can stare at me!" The biker growled down at Ethan as he unbuckled himself free with one hand while gripping onto a bunch of his hair with his right fist.

Ethan helped him pull off his leather pants and briefs before he was forced onto the throbbing veiny nine-inch cock that sprang out. Ethan wrapped his lips around the musky cock and gagged as the biker thrust past half of his shaft into his tight throat. "Yesss... Swallow all of that cock, you slutty boy." He growled as he began to pull his hips back and forth, plunging more and more of his fat shaft down Ethan's gasping and sputtering throat. 

Ethan gripped at the muscular hairy ass, gargling and sputtering as he forcefully impaled his throat with more and more of the delicious musky cock until his nose scrunched into the muscular hairy pubes, and he could feel his throat stretch delectably. He moaned loudly into the throat full of meaty cock. The reverberations of his wet throat sent the hunky biker into a deep growl as he resumed pumping Ethan's slobbering throat, slamming his dangling balls against his drooling jaw while holding a firm grip on his hair. 

Ethan gagged, sputtered, and wheezed breathlessly on the asphyxiating cock slamming into his throat with reckless abandon. The biker – whose name he still didn't know, was snarking and growling as he pumped Ethan's throat into a slobbering mess for a few minutes before pulling out his smeared throbbing cock. 

"Fucckk!" Ethan gasped for breath once the fat tip of the cock popped out of his drooling lips.

"Now, get up!" The biker snarled down as he yanked Ethan up and shoved him against the hard wall.

"Mmm... fuck yes, take me, daddy!" Ethan moaned with a naughty smirk. He found that even if the man was forceful, he still savored the rough handling of the biker's strong hands. 

"I knew you were a slutty boy!" The biker growled into Ethan's ear before yanking down his shorts down to his ankles to reveal his soft, plump but moderate ass. He jiggled the mass of flesh in his grasp before smacking Ethan hard, so the latter moaned sensually. Lining up his fat cock head with Ethan's tiny hole, the biker placed both strong wrists on Ethan's waist and pushed forward with such force that Ethan's ass burned from his savage entry into his rectum. 

"OHHH....  MYYY..... FUCCKK! That... fucking... cock feels... so damn good inside of me!" Ethan slurred as the fat shaft breached his tight ass and dug down his clamping rectum.

"Yes, boy! Take all of that fat cock!" The biker slapped hard on Ethan's ass as he forced his entire length in without pausing. 

"Owww! Fuck yesss!" Ethan cried as he felt the rigid cock fill up his insides and stretch him out. His ass burnt brightly from the biker's harsh slaps as the biker had now gripped on his asscheeks for leverage while slowly pulling out from Ethan's stretched hole. 

The biker slammed back in when he had almost pulled out all the way. Another high-pitched groan escaped Ethan's throat as the biker began to pound him with a steady rhythm now. Their sweaty bodies clashed together as Ethan struggled to stay up against the wall while his prostate was rammed nonstop by the bulbous shaft drilling him to numbness. 

"I hear you're new in town! I'd like to make you my cocksleeve whenever I'm around this part." The biker said with panting breaths into Ethan's ear.

"Fuck yes, daddy! You can have my hole and mouth anytime you want!" Ethan cried as he clawed at the wall while slapping sounds of wet flesh echoed around the silent alleyway. He began pushing back against the biker's crotch, ramming his ass to a bright red bruise against the muscular hairy crotch, and the biker let out a sharp groan as Ethan began fucking him back. 

"Ugh Fuck yeah boy! You're going to make me cream your guts quicker than I imagined!" The biker snickered down at Ethan's face, and in the heat of the moment, Ethan angled his neck, and brought his lips up. Their lips met, and they kissed each other passionately, sucking each other's tongues. They panted into each other's mouths as the biker dictated the pace again with a firm grip and savage thrusts of his hips. 

"Ooooohhhhh... Fucckkk! I'm cumming!" Ethan cried into the mountainous man's mouth as his cock began leaking sporadically all over the wall and floor while he came hard. This seemed to also drive the biker over the edge as he pulled back from the kiss and rammed a fury of breathtaking thrusts into Ethan's pulsating sphincter before his cock erupted like a volcano in Ethan's tight ass.

 "Ughhh... Fuccckkkk! Shhiittt!" The biker groaned and snarled through his mind-blowing orgasm as his movements ceased while his cock kept releasing more and more cum sporadically in Ethan's ass, creaming it to a frothing brim. Soon, some of the thick semen leaked out the stuffed sides of the bikers cock. Ethan clenched his walls around the receding cock, milking the biker for everything he was worth until he finally pulled out. 

He quickly to his knees and snatched the biker's half flaccid but smeared cock in his mouth, suckling the warm member amorously until it was squeaky clean. 

"I'm Ethan. Nice to meet you." Ethan giggled up at the gasping biker as he adjusted the frame of his glasses to see a soft smile creased on the man's tensed face.

"I'm Todd. I hope we'll be seeing each other more often from now on?" The biker said, while patting Ethan's shoulder.

Ethan replied with a smile. "Definitely!"