Date: Thu, 12 Jul 2007 13:48:22 +1000
From: Brian <brianr1@pacific.net.au>
Subject: Gang's Apprentice Pt 1

Every Friday night Brian went down to the pub at the rough end of town. He
liked to go there because it was where all the bikers gathered although
Brian did not have a bike himself. He dressed the part by wearing a white
T-shirt, blue jeans with thick black belt, bike boots and leather biker
jacket. However not only did he not have a bike, he did not know any of the
biker gangs which met there. He just sat in a corner, toying with a beer
and watching the guys come in, getting hard at the sight of all the leather
they were wearing and wishing he could get down on the floor and lick their
boots.

One gang was there every week and Brian got to look forward to seeing them
arrive. He listened in and learnt as much as he could about them and wished
he had the courage to speak to them. There was Rick with black curly hair,
glistening black jacket with chains hanging off it and a studded belt. His
tight blue jeans tapered down into a tall pair of shiny harness boots. Jack
on the other hand with blond short cropped hair wore khaki trousers and
high lace-up boots along with the leather jacket. Tony with shaved head, a
full leather outfit of jacket and jeans and big Rossi boots was so hot,
Brian got excited every time he looked at him. There were several other
members Brian did not know so well but all wore leather jackets and big
black boots.

Although he saw them every week, they ignored him and Brian was too nervous
to say anything to them. However one night as he was up at the bar buying a
final beer before making his lonel way home, Rick also approached the bar
and ordered a round. He nodded at Brian.

"You drink here a lot don'cha?"

"Yesssss", Brian stammered,

"You shouldn't drink by yourself, wanna join us?"

Brian couldn't believe his ears.

"Sure" he tried to say nonchalantly although he could feel his heart
pounding with excitement. He grabbed his beer and followed Rick back to the
corner of the pub where the gang were all sitting on leather benches around
a table. They moved up for him so that he could sit down next to Tony and
after putting the beers down, Rick sat on the other side of him pushing in
so that he was squeezed tight between them.  The smell of leather made
Brian feel dizzy, his dreams seems to be all coming true.  They made small
talk at first, asking where he lived and if he had a bike. They didn't seem
surprised when he admitted he didn't.  Soon it was time for another round
and it was Jack's shout and he brought one back for Brian as well. As he
now sat on the end, Brian was moved further into the group and behind the
table but still with Rick and Tony on either side of him, the blue jeans
and leather jeans pressing into his legs. He could feel their boots against
his.

As Brian stammered another reply to one of Tony's questions, Rick suddenly
put his arm around him, laughing.

"Loosen up mate, we don't bite" .  Brian was sure his rising cock as the
leather gripped round his shoulders was very noticeable and the next minute
Rick clamped his gloved hand down on top of it and said:

"You sure are getting excited down there, you like all this leather don't
you. Want some real excitement, come for a ride with us"

Brian turned bright red and could only nod. All the guys laughed.

"Finish up your beers and lets get going" said Tony.

The guys drowned their beers and started moving out. As they moved to the
door, Brian had second thoughts.

"Ahh, sorry guys, I think I better get going home", he stuttered.

The guy nearest him, wearing tall linesman boots with at least 20 holes
over his leather jeans, grabbed Brian's wrist and twisted his arm up behind
his back.

"Too late to back out now Mate, you've just agreed to be our new
apprentice"

He was pushed out into the car park where the bikes were all lined up and
over to a big Harley. Tony mounted the bike and the guys quickly lifted
Brian up and onto the back. His arms were brought round in front of Tony
and he felt steel cuffs locking his wrists in to place. A helmet was
strapped onto his head.

"Don't want to attract attention from the cops" Tony muttered as they
roared off into the night.

While Brian had always dreamed of riding pillion behind a guy all in
leathers, he wasn't sure this was what he really wanted.  What were they
going to do with him.  He did not like to remember the grins on their faces
when they spoke about the excitement that was in store for him.

After what seemed like ages with his heart in his mouth as they raced down
the highway, onto some back roads and finally into a dirt street on the
edge of town, they pulled up at an isolated farm house.

The cuffs were unlocked but his arms were quickly brought round behind his
back and locked into place again. He was lifted off the bike but Rick
grabbed his head in an arm lock, his nose breathing in that hot leather and
he was dragged to the verandah of the house. Again his arms were unlocked,
his jacket was dragged off him and his shirt ripped off him. Then to his
surprise the jacket was replaced but also leather cuffs around each wrist.
Ropes were tied to each cuff and his arms were stretched out wide and tied
off to the wooden posts of the verandah. His boots were dragged off him,
followed by his jeans and briefs but again the boots were replaced before
one of the guys produced some leg irons with heavy chains. His legs were
spread wide and the chains were attached to spikes which were driven into
the ground with a mallet. A high leather collar was placed around his neck
which also had large iron rings attached and a pair of sharp nipple clamps
were attached to his tits.  Then his whole body shuddered as Rick grabbed
his cock and balls and began wrapping leather straps around the base of his
balls before dividing them tightly into two round cherries before buckling
the strap really tight. Brian groaned from the pain as his cock and balls
stood out rigid.

"Here is where you really get to know us" Rick said.  "Polite courtesies
first then closer acquaintance afterwards. You are going to be our new
apprentice. You will need to know each of us well, our likes and dislikes
so you can serve us right properly. First a handshake, I am Rick, pleased
to meet you."

He grabbed Brian's cock and balls in a tight squeeze that had Brian
screaming with the pain. His roughened fingers ground into his nuts and
along the length of his cock.

"Now, You have already met Tony"

Tony still had his gloves on but although the squeeze was smoother, it was
just as brutal and the leather had his cock straining almost to bursting.
The other guys were similarly introduced, a mixture of roughened hands and
leather gloves tortured his cock and balls until Brian almost passed out.

"Next we will give you just a small taste of what to expect if you do not
follow instructions. What is my name?"

"Rick" Brian sobbed.

"Good, only 5 strokes from me"

Rick removed his big leather belt, walked around behind Brian and suddenly,
crack, it landed on Brian's backside like a lightening strike, followed by
4 more.

"Say, Thank you Rick, Sir"

Brian mumbled as ordered.

"I want to hear it louder or I might give you some more".

"Thank you Rick Sir" Brian yelled.

Tony now stood before him and repeated the scene, this time with his
studded belt. Jack followed. Then the guy with the high laceup boots who
had pushed him out of the pub and onto the bike stood before him. Brian
hadn't caught his name and sulkily said "I don't know" when asked.

"Jeff" the guy spat, "I will give you 10 strokes to drive it in your brain
through your backside"

He pulled off and used a really thick belt which Brian felt must have
turned his backside to mush. The final 2 guys, Sean and Mick, with another
studded belt, also gave him 10 each so Brian wasn't sure if he had a bum
anymore, it had gone numb.

They left him hanging there and went into the house, returning with cans of
beer which they opened and began to drink. As each began his second can,
they took a mouthful and came over to Brian, grabbed his hair and pulled
his head back, pushed open his mouth and spat the beer out into his mouth,
which they then forced close until he swallowed.

"Just reminding you the handshake was just the first intro, you are going
to get to know each of us real intimately."

Their beers finished, they untied Brian from the posts and as he fell
forward 2 grabbed him by the arms and one in a headlock again. He heard the
spikes being pulled out of the ground and his legs were grabbed and they
carried him back to the bikes. They laid him along the biggest with his
head hanging down over the back tire rim. His arms and legs were tied off
and he realised one of the guys was sitting on the bike, his leather
pressing and rubbing down over his sore backside. The bike started off and
moved off over the rough ground, the tire spinning just below his face, the
pressure on his bum making it even more painful. The bike did a circuit of
the paddock and when they got back, he realised every guy had his jeans
unzipped and was pulling out his cock.

"Next introductions" shouted Rick and he grabbed Brian's head.

He was now wearing rubber gloves and he prised Brian's' jaw open and nodded
to Tony who stood right in front, aimed his cock into Brian's mouth and let
fly. Brian couldn't believe what they were doing, pissing down his throat.
What didn't fit in ran down his chin but Rick clamped his jaw shut every
few moments forcing him to swallow a lot of the stuff. All 6 squirted the
results of their nights drinking down his throat, Tony took over head
holding duties so that Rick could unload as well. He was then taken on
another painful ride around the paddock.

This time when he got back to the group, they untied him but quickly turned
him round and over so he was tied back to the bike with his head propped up
by the handle bars and his arms drawn back down to the front wheels, his
legs chained through the back. He could see his cock standing up like a
flag pole in front and Rick turned his attention to it as well. He pulled
out a leather thong and tying it around the base of the cock just above the
strapped balls, he wound it tightly round and round until it reached the
head when he looped it round and tied it off so the it looked like a pink
mushroom on top of a black stalk.

"That'll keep you stiff but you won't cum either" Rick grinned. "We're
going to do all the cumming in the next few hours"

He straddled the bike and Brian's chest, his cock just in front of his
lips.

"In case you get any funny ideas, that belting we gave you earlier was just
a taste. If any of us feel your teeth on our cocks, the belting you will
get probably won't leave you alive. Understand. Now open your mouth and
prepare to suck, Cock sucker".

He grabbed the handlebars and leant forward so that his cock pushed into
Brian's mouth. One hand grabbed behind Brian's neck and pulled it forward
so that Brian thought he would gag but he began to suck anyway. Before long
Rick began to yell and Brian felt the cum going down his throat. Rick
scrambled off but his weight on Brian's chest was soon replaced by Jack and
the process began again followed by Tony and then Jeff who had a monster of
a cock. All six of them raped his throat. Brian was surprised the bike did
not fall over with the pounding it, and Brian, received. At the end Tony
said, "I could go again"

but Rick told him to cool it, there was more to go.

"What more could they possibly do", thought Brian.

To be continued