Date: Sat, 17 Sep 2011 18:07:48 -0700
From: Richard Barber <eyemrich1@msn.com>
Subject: Mastering Situations Part 6

Mastering Situations Part 06

If you're offended by man-to-man sexual contact, or you are under legal age
in your country or state, then read no further. If you're looking for role
models, standards of acceptable or safe behavior, you shouldn't be reading
Erotic stories. All of the characters in my story are 18 or over.

Story by Richard Barber,

06 Jack and the Beach Bikers

     I waited patiently for Jack to arrive so he could teach me how to surf
better.  I made myself busy by preparing the hamburgers for a later dinner
with Mat and Jack.  I also prepared a bag to take to the beach with extra
drinking water and some food to snack on.  I heard Jack pulling up in the
driveway in his Jeep so I went to the door as he entered.

    "Hey there dude.  How's it hanging?"  Jack greeted me as I opened the
door.  "You ready to do some serious surfing?  I have an extra surfboard
you can use if you like surfing. I'll help you pick out a cool one."  Jack
said as he playfully hit me on the shoulder .
      Jack was a likable person about 20.  He was one of those tall and
thin dudes that never gained weight.  He had let his hair grow longer than
most and it slightly touched his shoulders.  His original hair was probably
darker but the saltwater and sun had bleached it out to a nice shade of
blond.  He had a great smile and a sense of humor.

       He was not from this area but he loved the ocean and sex.  He had a
nice long firm cut cock, and his balls were like two rounded meatballs.  I
liked having sex with Jack.  He liked talking dirty to me. At times got a
bit rough yet he was very gentle soul.  He could cum four or five times a
day and still want more.

    "Yap. I am ready to go to the beach, but `I won't promise you anything,
anything but love, baby!' "  I said jesting with him.  He joined in
repeating me.  .
   "Anything but love, baby.  That sounds alright with me but we can do
that later after we surf?"  He laughed and motioned for me as he grabbed my
beach bag and headed for the Jeep.  .
 I followed right along watching his firm buttocks as he jumped into his
Jeep.  He had two surfboards and some other paraphernalia in the back.  We
backed down the driveway to the road then headed for the beach just a few
miles down the road.  .
     Jack turned on the CD player as it played songs from "The Beach
Boys". He was singing along as I joined in.  We turned off the main road to
a secluded side road, then over the sand and into a cove surrounded by lots
of tall ocean weeds and a nice clean beach.  We took the boards and walked
closer to the ocean.  Jack pointed to the nearby cliff where a small cave
that had been developed from the ocean waves over the years.  .
   "This is where we used to camp out with our friends.  It's a secluded
spot, and good for making out."  He said as I sat the surfboard down on the
beach.  .
    "I will watch you for awhile until I get the hang of it."  I said.  .
    Jack ran out into the water and started to paddle his way out to the
incoming waves.  It was a beautiful spot with no one around.  I settled in,
rubbing tanning oil on my body and spreading our towels next to the board.
.  As I watched Jack starting to ride an incoming wave, I heard some
motors. I looked up to see two `dune buggies' coming towards me.  I sat up
as they approached.  There were two beach security guards.  I waited as
they turned off their motors and spoke to me.  .
    "You here by yourself?" one of the guards asked me.

     "No I am with my buddy Jack, out there" I pointed as they looked at
Jack now surfing on a wave before arriving at the low water.

      "O.K.  We just wanted to warn you about swimming alone and to watch
the undercurrent.  Also wanted to tell you there are biker gangs that
sometimes roam these beaches, and they are not the best of company so
beware.  Stay away from them if possible.  We will check back later.  Watch
yourselves and surf carefully."

     They started their motors again and waved at Jack as he headed up the
beach towards my area.

    "What did they want?"  Jack asked as he approached me.

     "They just wanted to warn us about some biker gangs that hit the
beaches now and then and to be careful surfing"

   "That's cool.  It is nice to have them around.  I think I know one of
them.  He is in one of my college classes.  I could use some water.  Did we
leave the bag at the car?"

     " I think we did."  I said.  "I will run up and get it.  You stay here
and rest for your next big wave."

     I headed up the short path to the Jeep.  I found the bag took it from
the Jeep when I heard some motors again.  Thinking it was the Security
Guards; I headed back to the beach.  I realized they did not sound the same
so I turned to see three heads coming down the bend just above the tall
grass.

 I quickly jumped into the grass at the side of the road hiding until they
passed.  Sure enough, I could see three bikers heading for our part of the
beach. I could not warn Jack but hoped he heard them too and would hide in
the cave. I heard the motors stop and men's voices and laughter.

I cautiously approached the open beach where I could see three bikers
talking to Jack.  A scuffle occurred and one man pushed Jack to the ground.
I did not know what to do.  I didn't have the keys to the Jeep to go get
help.  My only hope was that the Beach Security Guards would return soon
and help us out.

     One of the bikers took something from his bike bag and tossed it to
one of the two men now holding Jack. They pulled Jack up and pushed him
towards the cave entrance.  The one still outside took both surfboards and
taped them together in the shape of a cross.

     "What were they up to anyway?"  I hoped they were not going to harm
Jack.

    The remaining biker finished his taping the boards together and headed
for the cave.  It looked to me like a large "X" or a "cross".  Oh my God,
what where they going to do to Jack?  I had to get closer to see if I could
do anything to help.  I looked for a large piece of driftwood to use as a
club.  I was scared but got closer to the entrance to look in.

     There was poor Jack, taped to the "cross", arms and legs spread eagle.
They had stripped him of his swimming suit and he was positioned for a
rape.  I was so angry that I rushed in without thinking.

 One of the men turned around just in time to see me and ducked before I
could hit him on the head.  Then the other two jumped me pushing me to the
ground and sitting on my chest.  He hit me with his leather-gloved hand
causing me to see stars.  I could not move because he sat on me placing my
arms under his legs.

    "Well, well.  What have we here another sweet mouth to fuck?  Now we
can really party."

      They all laughed as I looked towards Jack hopelessly bound to the
cross.  He looked soberly stern at me and shook his head.

     The bikers were three white men in their 30's.  Two had beards and the
other a shaved face.  One had artistic tattoos all over his arms.  They
were dressed in jeans covered with leather chap and leather vest with no
shirts.  They were all rather good-looking hot men.  I could see they did
not have any good intentions. Under a better situation would have been
interesting enough to have sex with .
    One biker by Jack took my tanning lotion and squirted it all over
Jack's backside.  Then he took his leather-clad glove and rubbed it on his
ass taking one finger and placing it up Jack's ass.  Jack jumped and yelled
out.

    "Get the fuck away from my ass you fucker."

 I don't think that helped matters any because it just made him madder.  He
unzipped his jeans, pulled out his cock, and headed right for Jack's ass.

     "Oh, Yes, I am an ass fucker, and I am going to fuck yours."

      With one plunge, he shoved his cock into Jack.  No mercy.  Jack
yelled slightly then I could see him biting his lip as the biker continued
to fuck Jack's ass.

    The biker sitting on my chest took out his cock and balls and rubbed
his cock on my face and on my lips.  I resisted but he slapped my face and
forced his cock into my mouth.  He was a hot looking man but I did not like
being forced to suck his musky cock.

     Meanwhile Jack was being fucked while the third biker stood by jacking
off waiting for his turn to fuck Jack.  First biker fucking Jack came
quickly and the second biker took his position behind Jack.  He had a very
large cock and slowly put it into Jack taking two or three moves before it
went in.

     I sucked on the biker's cock until he got off my chest and stood over
me.  I looked up at this hot looking man, now standing spread eagle over me
with his cock protruding from his jeans.  He pulled me from the ground and
forced me to continue sucking his cock.  I got on my knees and braced
myself as I inhaled his manly musky leather clad body.  His cock was well
shaped and his balls were now touching my chin as I went all the way down
on him.  He sighed and closed his eyes to enjoy my talented cock sucking.
His hand rested on the back of my head as I pleased him.  He realized I was
enjoying his manhood cock.

    "Oh yeah, baby, drain the man juice from your master.  You are a cock
whore and you love that dick.  Suck it good and I might give you my cum.
You like that cum don't you cocksucker?"  He continued to talk to me as I
worked over his big cock.

      I thought if I could interest the bikers in using me instead of Jack,
it might save Jack from a third onslaught.  I was more experienced in anal
sex and even though I usually enjoyed a good fuck, didn't like the way
these three bikers were forcing themselves on us. I continued to suck off
my biker master as he enjoyed my mouth.  Then he was about to cum.  He
started to breathe heavy as he pulled my head to his cock.  I could taste
his salty pre-cum. He held me down on him as he shot a big load into my
gullet.  I gagged but then he released me to let me catch my breath as I
swallowed his hot cum.

     "Oh yeah. We have a real cum whore here.  What a great blow job You
like that cock don't you cocksucker?  Hey dudes, you don't know what you
are missing here.  This is a real cum slave here.  He enjoys drinking my
cum."  He slowly pulled away from my face.  I looked up into his dark eyes
as he put his finger in my mouth and then winked at me.

      He continued to chat with his other two buddies as I finished licking
the remainder of his cum from his cock and from my hand.  I licked on his
wet balls to get every drop.  It was really exciting sucking him off but I
was still worried about Jack and his virgin ass.

      "If you need to fuck someone then fuck me and leave Jack alone.  He
is still virgin and I am not.  So fuck me you bastard."  The biker laughed
then turned me around and pulled down my suit, slapped my butt hard with
his leather-clad hand.

     "If this cock sucker's ass is as good as his mouth, we might have a
good camp man whore slave here."  He said as he probed my ass.

  He was starting to get hard once more.  He spread my ass cheeks, spit on
his hard cock and shoved it in with one full swoop.  I flinched at his fast
and hard movements.  I looked over at Jack as the second biker was still
fucking him.

    My present ass fucking biker's cock was still hard even though I gave
him a good blow job I will admit his cock felt good in my ass.  He leaned
his leather-clad body against my naked ass and started to pump in and out.
His arms wrapped around me pulling me closer to him as his hot beer breath
exhaled against my neck.  He started to nibble at my ears and sucking on my
sweaty neck and reaching around with one hand, starting pinching my
sensitive nipple.  I plunged back into his cock with each movement forward.
He was a hot fucker.

     "You are a good fuck man.  I am enjoying this.  I am going to cum this
time in your sweet ass and then I am going to turn your used ass over to my
other buddies.  Oh Yeah, this is good.  Oh yeah.  I' going to cum real soon
in your man whore ass.  You are my whore now so get used to it."  He kept
talking to me as he pumped his firm cock into my hole.

        Jack's body looked limp but I did see his cock was semi-hard.  I
knew he was scared but he still had a partial hard on.  The third biker as
the other 2 watched was fucking me hard.  He started his long deep plunges
as he moaned and came in my ass.  He held on to my buttocks as he started
to pull his cock out of my ass leaving a stream of cum running down my leg.
I felt him wipe his wet cock on my butt, slapped me with one hand as he
looked over at his buddies, and said.

     "This one is no virgin and a good fuck.  Try this pussy ass whore."
The one with the big cock headed towards me as I was pushed to the ground.

 He got on top of me and stuck his cock into my well-lubed ass.  He didn't
say anything to me but would stop each time before he came, then he would
start again.  He was enjoying my ass to the fullest.  His cock was bigger
than my first biker rape but since I was well lubricated, he did not hurt.

 I was enjoying his big cock rubbing against my prostate and knew I would
cum soon.  He pulled on my hair as if to ride me like a mare.  Then I could
feel his big cock starting to swell.  I could not hold back any longer and
I started to cum.  My ass tightened as I came causing him to release his
load into my ass.  He started to moan and call me his pussy and his whore.
He subsided and laid on top of me as we both caught our breath.  Then he
got up with his big cock still hanging from his leather pants.  Looking
down at my naked body he said.

     "Yeah, that is a good fuck even better than my old lady.  Let's take
him with us.  We could use a good pussy ass, cock whore at the camp."

      I feared at what I was hearing.  They wanted to take me and use me
for their `fuck boy.'  I was not ready for that.  I was trying to figure
out how to get away but I did not want to leave Jack.  They sat down on the
ground as one started to build a campfire.  I went over to Jack still
hanging on the cross to see if he was all right.  I looked at his face as
sweat was rolling down his forehead.  I reached up to touch his face wiping
his brow as he opened his eyes.

     One of the bikers saw me attending Jack and teased me.

     "Is this sweet pussy ass your sweetheart?  If so, you should suck his
dick and get him off.  Go on.  Take his cock in your mouth and suck him
off.  Now!"

     I looked at Jack and he nodded slightly.  I took his cock in my hands,
kissed it, and caressed his balls.  Two of the bikers came over to watch.
I didn't want them to hurt him any more.  I dropped to my knees in front of
Jack and proceeded to suck on his now hardening cock.

     The first biker took off his belt and smacked Jack on the bare ass
causing us to jump and yell out.  I continued to suck on him as he smacked
him again, and again.  I was surprised at the response I was getting from
Jack as his cock got harder at each hit of the belt. The whipping stopped
as the second biker, with the big cock, moved up behind Jack and put his
cock back into his moist aching asshole.  He fucked him roughly and just as
he was about to cum, Jack let out a moan and shot his load into my mouth.

    The biker pulled out and sat back on the ground with his buddies.  The
other two clapped their hands and cheered in approval of the performance.
I was not impressed.

They pulled out some weed and proceeded to light up.  One walked up to Jack
and me and offered us a toke and a bottle of water.  I stood by jack and
rubbed his chest as he clung to the cross.  I wet his lips with water as he
took a quick sip.  The biker that fucked me was standing near as we rested.
He looked concerned then he spoke saying.

     "These 2 sometimes get a bit rough but they don't mean any real harm,
just like to get their nuts off like most men.  We have our old ladies but
sometimes a good man-to-man sex is a good thing and can be very satisfying.
Is Jack, O.K.?  He seems like a good man and I can see you like him very
much.  Take care of him.  We have to split so see you around. " Then he
slowly walked back to the other men sitting by the fire.

     One of the bikers said.  "I have to take a piss.  Why don't we hose
off our punks boys here."

    At that, the other two bikers walked back to us and proceeded to piss
on us.  I started to turn away but one biker pulled my face towards him and
pissed on my chest.  The three of them took their turns aiming their golden
piss on us as it trickled down our sweaty naked bodies.  They finally ran
out of piss but continued to laugh and call us obscene names.  We were at
their mercy.

     One started to get hard again and started to jack off but then they
quickly stopped as they heard something outside.  Oh no. It was more bikes.

     The bikers quickly put away their cocks and headed outside.  I could
hear their motors start then drive away.  They had gone.  I tried to pull
the tape off Jack's wrist but needed something to cut the tape.  I heard
voices at the entrance of the cave.  It was the Beach Security Guards.
They looked at us in shock but hurried to cut Jack loose from the cross.
He released his arms and then his legs as Jack collapsed to the ground.  I
grabbed for Jack so he wouldn't fall.

     "What the Hell has been going on here?  Did those bikers do this to
you guys?  Are you hurt?  Do you need a doctor?  "  One of the Guards asked
as he leaned over to Jack and me sitting on the ground.

     "Just help me get Jack to the Jeep so I can take him home.  He needs
to get cleaned up.  We live nearby and I will drive him home."  I grabbed
the beach towels to cover our naked piss wet bodies, and headed up the path
to the jeep.

     The Guards helped us to the Jeep placing our supplies and surfboards
in the back.  I placed the safety belt around Jack as he weakly set on the
seat.  We drove away slowly and headed to Mat's place nearby.  We got to
the beach house soon and I helped Jack out of the Jeep.  Mat saw us and
rushed out.  He lifted Jack into his arms and carried him up the stairs and
into the bedroom.

     "Call the doctor.  Phone number is on the phone book.  Doctor
Harrison."

       I called the doctor and he was on his way.  I rushed back into the
room where Jack lay exhausted on the bed.  Mat had some warm wet towels and
I was wiping Jack down.  He turned him over and saw the whelp marks left by
the hit of the belt.  He dabbed his back with alcohol as I did what I could
to help.  I sat by Jack and took a hold of his hand.  He squeezed back and
said.

     "I'm alright.  Don't look so worried.  We made it didn't we?"

       I smiled back and nodded.  I took a deep breath and waited for the
doctor.  Mat went to the door as the doctor came into the bedroom.  He
asked us to leave so we went to the other room and waited.

Mat looked at me and then asks,

    "What happened?"

    I told him about the three bikers and how they tied Jack up to the
cross and raped him.  Then I choked up so much I could not talk.  I could
not help my friend as those scum bikers were molesting him.  I hoped that
Jack was all right.  Mat assured me it was not my fault and that I did all
I could.

     The doctor came out of the room and said,

      "Jack will be all right with a little rest.  No internal injuries so
that is good.  I gave him a couple of shots and here are some pills for him
to take.  He might be sore for a few days and have a hard time going to the
toilet, but as far as I could tell, there was little damage to his anus.
He was lucky.  You should make a police report about this.  This is not the
first time someone was raped by those bikers.  Now let him rest and
tomorrow he should sit in a warm water bath.  Take good care of him.  He is
a brave young man."

    Mat walked him outside to his car and talked for a while.  I walked
into the room and sat by Jack as he slept.  I held his hand.  I had become
very close to these men and they had become my good friends.  I laid my
head on the bed next to Jack and stayed the night. I knew we could master
this situation.

Story by Richard Barber at eyeMrich1@msn.com
Word count 3,959, 01/19/2005