Date: Tue, 16 Dec 2008 08:20:38 +0000
From: Damian Morris <damian_morris@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Cycling part 2

Next morning (Sunday) I went downstairs to make myself some coffee. Gabriel
was still in bed, naturally. I didn't bother dressing. If I'd been on my
own I would have stayed naked, and since yesterday there didn't seem any
need to dress for Gabriel. I put the TV on and was just making my second
coffee when I heard Gabriel coming down stairs. The next thing I knew I
could feel his tongue on my arse. I'd had a shit that morning and not
showered yet, so my arse was none to clean but that didn't seem to bother
Gabriel who explored it thoroughly. Eventually he came up for air and we
exchanged a long, shit flavoured kiss. Then he said good morning to my
favourite Dad.

We were both hard and his cock found its way up my arse again, which seemed
as good a way as any to start the day. Only this time I fucked Gabriel as
well, the first time I'd used his gorgeous tight hole. Then afterwards,
naturally, Gabriel was ready for breakfast.

We'd only just finished breakfast when the door bell rang. I could see it
was Piotr, the window cleaner. He and Waldeck came regularly to clean the
windows, but they collected money at weekends when people were in. Waldeck
was a big bruiser, but Piotr was slight, with very pale blond hair. Gabriel
went to answer the door naked, I remonstrated but he just shrugged. So when
Piotr came in he was presented with 2 naked guys. As he took the money from
me, Piotr gave me a good looking over. I made some inane comment about his
finding us taking it easy on Sunday. But Piotr grinned and said he wished
he could be taking it easy as well, as he said this his hand caressed his
crotch. He was wearing his usual outfit of leather jacket and sweat pants,
but the pants gave little away though they did show off his tight
arse. Gabriel came over and suggested that Piotr join us, Gabriel's cock
was already starting to get hard. Piotr looked worried for a bit and then
relaxed. In response he quickly slipped off his jacket and sweat pants
revealing a red vest and tight underpants. These too were removed to reveal
a slim muscled body, pale skin and almost hairless apart from a sprinkling
of pale pubes. His small cock was rock hard and jutted up proudly.

Piotr leaned over and took all of Gabriel's cock in his mouth. I found the
sight of his smooth arse too much to resist and soon my cock was entering
Piotr's tight little hole. At some point Gabriel and I changed over, giving
Gabriel a chance to fuck Piotr. Piotr seemed experienced and welcomed all
the attention, I wondered how often he did this with clients.

All too soon, Piotr had to leave to continue his round. He thanked us and
with a naughty grin said that Waldeck would be annoyed to have missed this
and could he bring him round another time. We agreed with alacrity. It was
only afterwards that registered that Piotr had referred to Waldeck as his
brother. We wondered whether they really were brothers or if it was just a
turn of phrase.

Against my better judgement I allowed Gabriel to talk me into another cycle
ride. We set off at a steady rate but my muscles were all protesting and I
knew that I'd get nothing much done for the rest of the day. When we got
out of town Gabriel stopped; he was a fair way a head of me and by the time
I caught him up he was stripping off his Lycra, standing my the side of the
road in just his cycling shoes. I looked at him questioningly and he gave
me an impish grin and said the he thought we should do this cycle properly
and cycle naked, was I up for it? Was I? I wasn't certain, and should have
said no and turned round and gone home. But I wasn't feeling sensible and
part of me liked the idea of the exposure. So I too stripped off and we set
off naked. I'm surprised that we didn't get stopped, but we didn't. We got
tooted a couple of times, but it all seemed quite good natured. One lorry
driver, parked on a lay-by, mooned at us. This seemed to give Gabriel an
idea and he set off determinedly, refusing to divulge our destination.

We finally arrived at a disused piece of road, long by-passed by newer,
better road, which was used by lorry drivers to park up. It was sheltered
by trees and not much visible from the road. There were a couple of lorries
there. Gabriel stopped and we got off our bikes. The first thing we both
needed was a piss, which we did in full view of the two lorries; well it
hardly seemed worth trying to hide when we'd given them a good view of our
cocks as we got off the bikes. As we finished pissing, one of the cabs
opened and a guy came out. He was big, almost a bear of a man with closely
cropped dark hair and a moustache. He wasn't wearing a shirt and displayed
thick carpet of hair on his chest and belly. His legs were almost as hairy
and a thick cock was protruding from the open fly of his shorts.

He came over to us and without a word dropped his shorts and thrust Gabriel
down onto his cock, I followed suit on his arse. This was hairy, dark and
not a little shitty, quite wonderful in fact and I thrust my tongue in as
deep as I could. Then the guy gave fucking Gabriel a vigorous fucking and
finally it was my turn. Then he turned and left, giving us a brief thanks,
went back into his cab still naked, carrying his shorts. All this time the
driver in the other lorry had watched through his window, I think we'd
given him a good show and he grinned at us as we left. Covered in cum and
arses aching from the lorry drivers incredible thick cock, we got back on
our bikes. Gabriel had suggested we hand around to wait to see if anyone
else arrived, but if I waited for too long I was convinced that I wouldn't
manage to get home.

Gabriel said that he'd forgotten about this place and that he and Tom had
come here a lot when they were at school, spending whole afternoons naked
getting their arses fucked by a succession of lorry drivers. I was
amazed. When Gabriel was in his teens I'd spent hours agonising over
whether to tell him I was gay and all the time he was getting himself
fucked all over the place.

Gabriel suggested cycling all the way back home naked, but I put my foot
down. There were definitely people I did not want to see if I was cycling
naked with my son. Tim was lurking in next door's yard when we returned,
almost as if he was waiting for us. As before he talked to us over the
fence as we put away the bikes. This time Gabriel did strip off his Lycra,
giving Tim a good show. I was going to keep mine on but then thought, what
the hell. So Tim got a good look at both our cocks. He didn't say much but
didn't take his eyes off us as we walked towards the house, our cocks
bouncing round enticingly. Gabriel laughed when we got in side and said
we'd given him a good show. I wanted to tell him off but couldn't help but
laugh myself.

The house is quite a small one with only one bathroom, but it has the
advantage of having a huge shower that could take two people easily. So it
was natural enough that we both went up to shower together. There's
something wonderfully intimate and companionable about showering close to
someone, not to mention the sexiness of it. I decided to shave and started
my routine. Gabriel watched me at first as I shaved under my arms, then my
chest (not that it needed much) then working my way down to my belly and my
pubes. Finally Gabriel asked if he could take over, surprised I nodded. So
he squatted down an proceeded to gingerly shave my pubes. He held my cock
to one side, causing it to get hard which actually can make shaving
easier. To end up, I bent over and he did my arse, something that I usually
do by touch or with a mirror.

Just before finishing he asked me why I shaved. That's a difficult one. I
explained that when I was his age I'd hated having such skimpy body hair
and having seen my first images of guys with shaved pubes, found that it
turned me on. I started shaving about the same time I started going
commando, its a lot easier as there's less chance of getting your pubes
caught in the zip of your flies. This seemed to amuse Gabriel and excite
him. He asked if I found shaved guys more of a turn on than hairy ones, not
sure where this was going I admitted that I did. Instead of putting the
razor away he changed the blade to a new one and gave it to me, saying that
he wanted me to shave him now. I asked him if he was sure and he said yes,
he couldn't wait.

So I set to and shaved Gabriel. This took some time as he was a lot hairier
than I'd been. I still followed the same routine, under arms, chest,
treasure trail, pubes, cock (rock hard now), balls and finally his hairy
arse. Once finished it looked fabulous, his cock standing out against the
shaved skin of his belly and his arse winking at me beautifully. I knew
what I had to do and before we could even discuss it my cock was thrusting
in and out of his smooth, tight hole. Needless to say, he returned the
favour and we both ended up showering again to remove the cum.

I'd expected Gabriel to announce that he was going to go out to meet
friends but instead he suggested having a bit to eat in town and getting me
some proper cycling gear. I'd started to enjoy wearing Gabriel's stuff but
it was probably sensible that I got my own, if it fitted better I might
look a little less naked. I just pulled on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt,
coming out of my bedroom I bumped into Gabriel coming out of his. He was
wearing his usual cropped t-shirt and loose shorts, but this time he wasn't
wearing any boxers. The shorts hung low, giving a clear view of the crack
in his arse, you'd have been able to see his pubes if he'd had any. I asked
him if he was planning to go out dressed like that and in response he
pulled the shorts lower until you could almost see the base of his cock.

When we stopped at the restaurant, to my relief, Gabriel had pulled his
shorts up a little so he was just about decent. The young waiter put us in
a booth at the back and seemed to spend a lot of time fussing over us. When
he left, I realised why he'd paid us so much attention. Gabriel's shorts
had slipped down when he sat down and when the waiter leaned over he would
get a good view of Gabriel's shaved pubes and the base of his cock. Gabriel
didn't seem to mind when I mentioned his display and he pointed out that
the restaurant was half empty and virtually no-one could see us. In
response he eased his shorts down a little further and slipped his cock
out. I couldn't believe it but didn't want to make a fuss in case it drew
attention to us. Just before the waiter returned Gabriel slipped his cock
back into his shorts, but they still revealed a great deal of flesh.

When the waiter returned to take our order he stood in such a way as to get
the best view of Gabriel's little display. The waiter's left hand kept
'accidentally' brushing his own crotch to emphasise the bulge that was
there; his trousers were made of cheap black stretchy material and they
certainly emphasised his cock. Gabriel needed no encouragement and slipped
his cock out again and stroked it. When the waiter left to get cutlery
Gabriel turned to me and told me to take my shorts off. I should have said
no, but my cock was hard and there was something thrilling about being hard
and open in a public place. So instead I slipped out of my shorts, leaving
them on the floor. Gabriel did likewise and the two of us sat there naked
from the waist down, our cocks rock hard. I was excited and anxious at the
same time, and wanted to laugh out loud at the ridiculous daring of it.

It was at this time I realised with a shock that we could be seen. To one
side of the restaurant there was a dark haired guy of about my age with,
presumably, his young son around 12. The son had pale, almost white, blond
hair. The 2 couldn't see Gabriel very well but they had a good view of
me. Instead of being outraged, the man's hand slipped to the boy's crotch
and started massaging it. The boy moved round the table slightly so that he
could get a better view of me. He wasn't wearing any trousers, just a pair
of bright yellow underpants, his shorts lay already discarded on the
floor. The boy grinned at me and leaned back as his father massaged his
cock. The older guy whispered something to the boy, who promptly slipped
his cock out of his underpants, proudly display his hard 4 inches. The
older guy smiled at me, caressed his own crotch with one hand and the boy's
cock with the other.

When the waiter returned with our food he was presented with not one but
two erect cocks. As soon as he put the food down he unzipped his own
trousers and slipped out a not unimpressive cock. The waiter was dark and
Italian looking, his cock looked as if he shaved the base and I longed to
find out what the rest of his body looked like. He didn't touch us, but
stood with his back to the rest of the room, masturbating
furiously. Instead he came with alarming suddenness, cum spurting out and
covering Gabriel's food. The waiter slipped his cock back into his trousers
and bid us enjoy our meal, with a wicked twinkle in his eye. Both Gabriel
and I had to come before we could think about eating; I made sure that the
young boy had a good view of my cock as I came.

I must confess that we put our shorts on before we ate. Just as we were
finishing the guy and the boy got up. The boy hadn't put his shorts back
on, but walked out wearing his now soiled yellow pants. As they passed our
table he gave them to the older man. He stopped and introduced himself as
Gavin and the boy was his son Trick. Both complimented us on the show and
Gavin gave us his card. I took it, but had no idea whether I'd use it.

After they'd left I turned to Gabriel and asked him if he wished we'd done
things like that when he was that age. He considered it for a long time and
then said perhaps not. He preferred it now, that he was older and could
appreciate things more. Besides which he though he would have been too shy,
which is probably true. Gabriel only got daring when he entered his later
teens, probably about the time he met Tom (which might not be a
co-incidence).