Date: Sun, 11 Nov 2012 22:30:25 -0800 (PST)
From: Jessica David <cddj1213@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Biker's Bitch (M/CD College)

This is a work of fiction. Any character portrayed living or dead is purely
coincidental.

Randy was 18 getting ready for his long day.  He kept thinking of changing
his profession from psychiatrist too journalism.  What was he expecting in
college?  He looked in the mirror and got dressed.  He muttered to himself
as he was leaving his small apartment.  "College is the big leagues, and
I'm ready for the big leagues."  When Randy got to Mr. Moggs class he was
early. Randy looked at his watch. 9:30 in the morning.  Just then Mr. Moggs
walked in.

"Morning, Mr. Moggs."  The teacher looked at his student.  He stared at him
for what felt like a lifetime to Randy. "Randy Right?"  Randy nodded yes.
"What brings you to my class on Saturday?"  Randy looked confused.
"Saturday" Mr. Moggs smiled and said "Yes. Notice how no one else in
class."  Mr. Moggs looked at his watch. "Why don't you go home and relax?"
"But you said the test was today."  Mr. Moggs shook his head then laughed.
"Sorry, I got my days mixed up."  "The test is Monday."  Randy got his book
bag and headed out the door.

Randy walked back to his small apartment and saw the door wide open.  Randy
quickly ran out to find his landlord. When he found the landlord Mr. Farm
he was working on a tenant's bookcase.  "Mr. Farm, Thank goodness I found
you."  The landlord looked at the kid. "What's the matter?"  "I think
someone broke into my apartment."  "Was anything taken?"  Randy shook his
head. "I didn't walk in I was afraid."  "Go check out your apartment and
come back and see me."  "If anything was stolen worth value I will call the
police."  Randy looked at the landlord.  "Go on."  Randy walked slowly into
the apartment and heard a rustling in his kitchen.

Randy slowly peaked around the corner and saw a big man with a very thick
beard eating some of his left over pasta.  Randy quietly and quickly got
out of the apartment.  He walked back over to where Mr. Farm was.  "I
looked in." Mr. Farm looked at Randy.  "He looks like a biker and he's
still in my apartment eating my food."  Mr. Farm looked wide eyed.  "Kid
I'm going to do you a big favor." Randy was wondering what that favor was.
Mr. Farm told Randy to stay put. He left, the lad alone in another
apartment for a few minutes.

When he returned he had a check in hand and a suitcase.  "Ok here's a check
made out to you."  "Also this suitcase has some of my old clothes. Use
them."  Randy looked confused.  "The biker in the apartment, that's his
apartment." Randy looked confused.  "It's simple."  "He rented it then left
never returned, waited for years to lease it."  Randy was thinking "Forget
being a psychiatrist, I should become a lawyer."  Randy waved the check
away. He walked back to his apartment and saw the biker watching his
television.  "Ok look you." The biker looked up and laughed.

A laugh that sounded like it came up from his stomach.  "You have a nice
feminine body."  Randy looked scared.  "Tell me ever where a dress?"  Randy
got a quick idea.  "I bet your childhood was lonely."  "Care to discuss?"
The biker looked puzzled.  "Tell me, how many kids picked on you."  "What
about your parents, did they care?"  The biker got up.  "Boy don't try to
analyze me."  The Biker appeared to be about 6ft 8in.

He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a picture of Randy dressed
up as a schoolgirl.  "Where did you get that picture?"  Randy thought a
minute.  "Thomas is that you?"  "Yes it's me your friend Thomas."  Both
laughed.  Before any more questions. Thomas explained a lot of things.
"Your Landlord is a friend of mind."  I told him what I planned and he
agreed to play along."  "I have to admit, you have balls Randy."  Randy
laughed. "Yeah me 5ft 5in. Balls of steel."  "Do you still wear dresses?"
Thomas asked excitedly.  "Only that one time for you my friend."  Randy
couldn't get over how his friend changed.  Thomas was 32, and he had a full
beard.  Thomas told Randy to take a ride with him to the stores so he could
buy him some women's clothing.  "Thomas I really don't wear women's
clothing."  Thomas stared at his friend.  Then Randy started shaking. "I'll
suck your beautiful cock, that's it."

Thomas walked out to his bike and took off a white box.  He gave it to
Randy.  Randy opened it. Inside was a skin tight black dress made out of
latex. With it was black panties and bra, black nylons and long black latex
evening gloves.  "This is sweet Thomas."  "But I don't know."  "You get
ready be back with shoes for you and make-up." "And shave everything."  He
yelled from the door. Thomas left and Randy got ready.  "Why am I doing
this?" Randy asked himself.  Randy answered himself. "Why not?" "This could
be good for your studies."  Randy always wondered how big his friend's cock
was.  He thought his friends was most likely bigger than his little one.
Ten minutes later Thomas returned with boots and make-up.  "Let me see
Randy."  Randy called out give me another two minutes.  Randy came out
wearing the dress. Thomas smiled.  "Let's do something with your hair."
Thomas began to comb and brush Randy's hair.

He then proceeded to tease it a little and some other tricks. When he
showed his friend in the mirror.  Randy had a hard time believing it.  Next
Thomas applied the make-up to his friend.  When he was finished Randy
walked back to the room and put on his black nylons and latex evening
gloves.  He walked out wearing everything except shoes.  Thomas ran back
out to his bike and brought in the boots.  They were knee high flat and
black.  Randy threw them on.  "Now you look like a biker's bitch." Both
laughed.  "May I ask why I have to wear this?"  Thomas began to frown.
"See my friend I'm gay."  Randy didn't say anything. "I don't want my biker
friends to know."  Randy then spoke. "Why be secret about it?"  "I mean
they do know you are a hairdresser, Don't they?"  Thomas shook his head no.
Randy didn't say anything. Thomas and Randy walked to his bike and Thomas
got on first and kicked started the engine.

Thomas and Randy rode through the streets. Thomas introduced Randy to his
biker friends.  The bikers looked at Randy then Thomas. A most of them told
Thomas they thought he was gay. Thomas feeling a small pang of guilt. He
got up in front of the whole gang.  "My friends I have been living a lie."
Everybody looked at him.  "I must confess I'm gay."  Everybody talked and
whispered for a few minutes.  "Yes I'm a gay and I also cosmetologist."
Thomas got a strong standing ovation from his friends. A few guys asked
Thomas to maybe do something with their wives' or girlfriend's hair.
Thomas gave a few cards out.  Thomas then told people that Randy is in fact
a guy and his model so they could see his work.

When everything was over Randy and Thomas left.  Thomas drove back to his
apartment with Randy. Once they got inside Thomas thanked his friend for
being there for him.  He then bent down and kissed Randy. Their tongues
twisting in each other's mouths. Randy started to reach down and unzip
Thomas's jeans.  He then slid his boxers down.  Randy broke away from the
kiss.  He knelt down. "Does a biker's bitch do this?"  He asked. Then
started to lick the shaft of his friend's cock.  Randy got up a second and
saw his friend's cock was a good 8 in.  Randy knelt down again and began to
suck the cock. Thomas placed his hands on top of Randy's head as he was
sucking him. He tried to swallow the whole thing.  After a few minutes, he
took his gloved hands and began to jerk the cock while sucking the ball
sack. Thomas moaned.  Randy then proceeded to go back to sucking the cock.
The second Randy pulled away Thomas shot a very thick messy load of cum all
over Randy's face and dress.  Randy opened his mouth as Thomas shot some
more. Thomas looked at his friend and laughed.  "You should see your face."
Randy got up and asked to use the bathroom.  Randy saw his face and laughed
a bit.  Randy walked out and saw Thomas still erect. He also saw Thomas
removed his shirt.

Thomas was now naked in the living room.  Randy walked in the kitchen
Thomas followed as Randy bent over the kitchen table. His head facing the
wall waiting. Before anything could be said. Thomas unzipped the dress.  He
then unhooked the bra and slid the panties down.  Thomas noticed his
friends little cock. "I'll get you very erect my friend." Randy realized
what he was talking about. And before he said anything He felt a very big
dick enter his ass. Randy yelped.  As Thomas kept pushing. Randy thought
his ass was going to be split in two.

Soon Randy felt the ball sack slap against his ass.  Randy moaned as Thomas
began to go back and forth. After a while Thomas shot another load. When
his cock came out, some cum came dribbling out.  Randy sat on the kitchen
table, spread his legs, Thomas crouched down and began to suck his friends
cock.  Randy giggled as the beard tickled his cock. After sucking a few
minutes, Thomas pulled back and saw his friend's cock was now erect.  He
went back sucking a bit more when Randy shot a load down his friend's
throat.  "Now you are erect." Randy saw his cock was erect still not big.
Thomas told his friend he wanted to try something with him. Thomas removed
his friend's boots and took a massive piss in them. He filled them both up
to the very top.  He picked one up and dumped it on top of Randy. Randy
opened his mouth getting a little bit in there. This excited him. He
couldn't explain it. Thomas then took the other boot and threw the piss all
over Randy.  They kissed some more. When they stopped Thomas spoke. "You
are truly a mess."  Randy laughed.  "I guess this is what happens when you
become a biker's bitch."

Randy moved out of his apartment near the college.  He decided to move in
with Thomas.  Randy also became good friends with some of the biker's
wives' and girlfriends.  Randy and the girls would out shopping for clothes
and some very naughty toys.  Once Randy graduated from school. Thomas said
they would discuss about adopting children and maybe getting a house that
they both could work out from.