Jim handed us our beers and we gulped them down quickly. Mat rammed his fist into my sloppy hole in one hard shove. Gay sex He told me the club was called SSMC, it was gay biker club that met once a month for a few beers and some fun. When I got off the bus I had about half a block to walk to the address. Jim took over holding my legs up, encouraging the bikers to breed my hole. As we were leaving the pub he asked me if I ever used anything to relax at parties and I nodded yes., He just smiled and left.When Friday nigh came around I got ready, greased up ass well and put on my short cut-off jeans, singlet and boots. It didn’t take long for my belly to be full of piss and my stretched hole to be dripping cum as each dick pushed its way inside. Mat offered me a lift home on the back of his bike.
