BateBook: All Male Fiction: Biking With Josh (Part 1)

"The Discovery"

By: Unknown Author & Ryan Michaels

Josh and I have known each other for about four years. He was my manager when I was first hired on at the plant. After a year, cutbacks had forced him to step down, and he had to take a line job with me. He took it in stride, saying the pay was not all that much worse and it was a hell of a lot less stressful. Over the next three years we became very good friends. Not long after that, I found out he liked to bike, something I enjoyed too. We've been biking almost daily ever since.

Josh is twenty-four, the same age as me, around 6'4" tall with a trimmed goatee, buzzed dark hair, and piercing blue eyes. Over the three years we've been friends, I've learned he's not modest. Sometimes, he'd shower at my place after biking, come out of the bathroom in just a towel, and lounge around on the couch. Josh has a really fine body, muscular and beefy. I've always wanted to see what was under that towel, and I've wanted to mess around with him for a really long time. But not only did he have no idea I was gay, but there was also no doubt in my mind that he was straight.

He came over this past Saturday for a 'weekend' ride. We planned to bike out into the countryside, find a place to crash on the side of the road, and then come back Sunday. He had on an orange tank top and white spandex shorts, which showed a black jock through the thin material. It was going to be a hot weekend, and I'd for sure be letting him lead so I could watch that ass get hot and sweaty, and the spandex become transparent.

I finished strapping my backpack on the bike and glanced at Josh, who had his hand down his spandex shorts adjusting himself. I let my eyes linger a bit longer than I should have, and he caught me. "Bike shorts are just so damn uncomfortable, but I guess they're a necessity," he said, grinning at me.

I sheepishly nodded and got on my bike.

We had been riding for a few hours, and we were both covered in sweat. I was half-hard for most of the ride from watching Josh's muscular ass become more and more apparent through the white spandex. I could easily make out the black straps of his jock and his ass crack now.

It suddenly started to cloud up very quickly, and about half an hour later it got very dark and windy. "Looks like it's going to storm," I called ahead to Josh.

Josh looked over his shoulder with a nod of agreement, and then said, "I know a place up ahead we can hole up if it gets too bad. One of my buddies took over his father's farm down this way."

Fifteen minutes later, the rain was pelting down, and we were soaked. Lightning crashed, and I was a bit nervous about being out in it. Josh pointed up ahead. "Trevor's place is right up ahead," he yelled back through the thundering downpour.

Sure enough, we crested a hill, and a big red barn set back from the road came into view. Farther back was a white farmhouse. We quickly headed for the house, but were disappointed when no one answered our knock. A couple of vehicles were in the driveway, but none looked drivable.

"Go take cover in the barn," Josh yelled. "I'm going to write Trevor a note to let him know who's hiding in there in case he takes us for derelicts."

I headed for the barn, stashed my bike inside, and wiped it down with my shirt. I was petting one of the horses when Josh came in.

"Damn, I haven't seen a storm like this in years," he said, closing the barn door behind him.

I glanced over at him. He took off his shirt, slung it over a stall wall, and then started to drop his shorts.

"You should get out of those wet shorts, man. They'll chafe your ass raw."

Standing in just his black jock now, I finally got to see his muscular naked ass as he headed towards the barn door. It was a hot ass, just as I knew it would be, and looked even hotter framed by the black straps of the jock.

"I'm going to take advantage of the rain and rinse the sweat off," he continued. By the time he'd finished speaking, he had reached the barn door. He opened it, shucked his jock, and stepped out into the downpour.

I moved to the door and stood watching him slowly run his hands over his body. His eyes were closed as he stood under the barn's downspout. I was mesmerized by the rain running in rivulets down his tanned, muscled body.

Just as I began to feel my cock stiffen in the confines of my bike shorts from looking at him, Josh looked over at me. "What are you doing, man?"

I started to stutter, thinking he was pissed that I was looking at him as he stood naked under the water.

"I told you those wet spandex shorts are gonna rub your ass raw. Get out of those wet clothes and come rinse off."

I looked away and said, "Nah, I'm good, man." I wanted to get naked and shower with Josh, wanted to real bad, but I didn't want to take my clothes off because of the semi hard-on I had going on inside my shorts.

"C'mon man, don't get shy on me. We're just a couple of guys here. The water feels so refreshing, and you'll feel so much better if you rinse off," he laughed and then continued, "We both got the same equipment between our legs, so what's the big deal, you queer or something?"

'If he only knew,' I thought, and I certainly didn't want him to think that, so I really had no choice but to strip down and join him. I really had no problem being naked; it was the semi I was sporting that was the issue. If he saw that, he'd definitely believe I was queer.

As I knelt to untie my shoes, I began to think about my parents having sex to make my dick go down. It worked like a charm. I slipped my shoes and socks off, straightened up, and pulled off my t-shirt. Hooking my thumbs on either side of my shorts, I pulled them and my jock down to my ankles and kicked them off. I looked over at Josh as I was sliding them down, and he was not paying any attention to me as I stripped naked before him. 'Yup, definitely straight,' I thought. "There," I said, trying to get my hot, straight buddy to look at my naked body.

He looked over at me and grinned. "See, no big deal, right? Now let's get you wet," he said, motioning me to come out into the rain.

I slowly made my way out into the rain and over to where Josh was. He stepped back, grabbed my arm, and pulled me under the downspout in front of him. "Feels great, doesn't it?"

I nodded my agreement and felt Josh's goatee lightly brush my back between my shoulders as he stuck his head under the water stream. And then it happened. I felt his cock brush against my ass as he tried to get more of his head under the water. It was just the head that was touching my ass, and it was barely making contact, but I just stood there, enjoying it.

Josh didn't even seem to be aware that his cock was touching my body. He twisted his head under the water, which caused his hips to rotate slightly. His cock began to stiffen as it made firmer contact with my ass, and he suddenly pulled away. "Oh man, I am so sorry," he said. "I never meant... I'm sorry...," he blurted and then just turned and almost ran into the barn.

I finished my 'shower' to give him a few minutes, and then walked back inside. I found him sitting against the back wall of a stall, his head hung down. "Josh, it's cool. It happens to all guys at some point, getting hard in the showers. It's no big deal. Don't worry about it, buddy," I said as I sat down next to him.

He lowered his head into his crossed arms and sat there for a while, not saying a thing. I just sat next to him silently, waiting until he was ready to speak.

"I should have told you earlier. Now you're going to hate me. I'm going to lose your friendship," he said into his arms a few moments later.

"You should have told me what?" I asked, putting a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

Josh looked up at me, like a scared kid, and like he was trying to hold back tears. "I'm..." he stammered, "I think I'm gay."

My heart leapt and so did my cock. Damn, all this time I thought I was the one keeping secrets from him! "Josh, it's not a big deal. Every guy has different attractions; some like blondes, some like redheads, some like women, and some like guys. I'm not going to throw away three years of friendship because you got a stiffy in the showers from seeing my ass," I said with a grin, trying to make him feel better.

He cracked a nervous smile.

"Besides," I continued, "I'm gay too."

Josh's eyes widened with surprise and shock. "You... you're... you are, really?"

I nodded.

"For real? You're not just saying that to make me feel better, are you?"

I smiled. "No, I'm really gay."

Now a full smile came across Josh's face. "I can't believe this. Man, I've wanted to see you naked for so long and… touch you," he said, looking in my eyes.

"You don't even want to know what I've wanted to..." I stopped myself. I really didn't want to take advantage of the situation. I was rock hard, though, and I noticed Josh was too.

As my mind (and my cock) raced with excitement, Josh suddenly made a move on me, lunging at me, knocking me down, and then he rolled over on top of me. Our hard-ons were pressed against each other, and I looked into his eyes for a moment, and then his hands moved to hold my wrists, pinning me down. I couldn't move - not that I wanted to go anywhere - and then he pressed his lips against mine.

He broke the kiss moments later and said, "Sean, I wanna have sex with you, right here, right now!"

With a surge of strength, I rolled Josh over on his back and held him down. Sitting on top of him now, his cock pressed between my ass cheeks, I looked down at him. "This what you want?" I asked, gyrating my hips against his rod. God, I had wanted him to screw me for so long, and just the thought of what I deemed to be a seven-incher riding my ass drove me crazy with excitement.

Josh moaned and looked in my eyes. I repositioned myself between his legs with my cock poking against his ass. "Or do you want this?" I ached for him to top me, but I was fully ready to ride his sweet ass, too.

I looked in his eyes. He was looking at me with what could only be described as fear. "Sean, I think..." he started, "I think I want you to fuck me," he said nervously.

"You ever been fucked before, Josh?"

He shook his head no.

"You ever fucked a guy before?"

Again, he shook his head.

"What have you done with guys?" I asked.

"Well, I've only been with about five guys, and I've jerked off with them, given mutual hand jobs, kissed, got sucked and sucked cock too, basically everything except fucking."

I smiled down at him and asked, "Why, if you've done all those things with other guys, do you only think you might be gay?"

"Because I've never fucked a guy or been fucked, and all that other stuff is just playing around or experimenting, you know. I won't know for sure until I experience a fuck with a guy."

"Ok, but if you've never taken it before, are you really sure you want to be the one to get fucked?"

"Yeah, I'm sure. I want it, and I want you to do it."

I leaned down and covered his mouth with mine before he could say anything else. His hands pulled me close and ran over my wet back. Outside, the thunder roared, with lightning occasionally strobing across the sky.

I soon jumped off him, jogged over to my backpack, and pulled out a tube of sunscreen. It was the closest thing I had to lube; if I were going to fuck Josh's virgin ass, I'd need lots of grease for his hole.

With sunscreen in hand, I instructed him to lie on his stomach, and he nervously did as I said. I got down on my knees and gently spread his legs wider apart and then scooted forward so I was kneeling between them. I took in his beautiful tanned ass for a moment and then lowered my hands to it and spread his cheeks apart. I stuck my tongue out as I lowered my head.

When my tongue made contact with Josh's sweet virgin hole, he flinched. "Wha... what are you doing?" he asked, almost panicked.

"I'm rimming you. I thought you had done everything except for fucking?" I replied.

"Well, I guess I haven't done everything, because I've never even heard of that before," he said.

"Well, just relax. I'm just getting your ass ready to take my cock. Don't worry, you'll love it," I replied and then lowered my mouth to his ass again.

"Oh fuck!" Josh moaned as I began to work my tongue in and around his hole. "Oh god, that feels amazing!" he panted.

I pulled away from his ass for a second and stuck my finger in my mouth and sucked on it. I then put it at his hole and wiggled it against it. Josh took a deep breath when he felt my finger back there. I slowly began to push my finger into his ass. "Oh fuck Sean! It hurts a bit," he said as he squirmed his ass.

"It's ok, it will feel good in a minute. I need to stretch your hole a bit with my finger first before you will be able to take the thickness of my cock." He didn't say another word, but I could tell he wasn't comfortable yet having something up his ass.

I took my time and worked his ass with my finger gently, while alternating with my tongue. I started adding the sunscreen to his hole and worked it up in him with my fingers. Fuck, I think I must have squeezed half the tube in his hole by the time his ass seemed ready enough to fuck.

I spread some sunscreen on my dick, held his cheeks apart with one hand, and then guided my cock to his glistening hole with the other. Slowly I began to ease into Josh's ass, and he winced as my mushroom head entered his tight sphincter. I stopped there, letting him get accustomed to my girth. I wasn't long, only six inches, but I was fat, and I knew it took more getting used to girth than length.

Slowly, as he relaxed, I eased more of my rod into his hole, and he moaned and arched his back. "Oh fuck Sean, it hurts! It hurts bad! Please take it out! Stop!"

I stopped, but didn't take it out.

When he calmed down a bit, I started to push more of my cock into him. He moaned and mumbled something that I couldn't make out. "What did you say?" I asked, and before he could answer, I reminded him that we were out in the middle of nowhere and he could express himself as freely and as loudly as he wanted. There was no reason to be quiet.

Well, I didn't have to tell him twice! "OH SHIT IT HURTS! IT HURTS SO BAD! FUCK! SHIT! FUCK!" he yelled, so loudly that I'm sure if his friend Trevor had been home, he would have heard Josh's screams all the way in the farmhouse, which was quite far from the barn.

"I know it hurts, but it will start to feel really good in a few minutes. You have to relax your ass. Do you want me to stop, Josh?"

He let out a muffled no.

"What? I couldn't hear you?" I said teasingly.

"NO!" he yelled.

"No what?" I asked. "Tell me what you don't want me to stop doing. I wanna hear you yell out the words."

Still lying flat on his stomach, with his head in his hands, he failed to speak. I grabbed his hips and yanked his ass into the air and drove another inch into him. His head shot up, arching back over his shoulders. "NO! I DON'T WANT YOU TO STOP! I WANT TO GET FUCKED UP THE ASS BY A DUDE!" he yelled.

I slowly and steadily buried my cock in his hole until my balls were finally resting on his ass. Then I started to pump him slowly and gently. He moaned and groaned quietly.

"You like that, man?" I asked him.

"Yeah, and it doesn't hurt as much now, just like you said. Oh, man, I've wanted to try this for so long. Fuck me, Sean. Fuck me like you fuck other guys who know how to take it. Show me what it's like to really get fucked."

I thrust my cock in and out of his ass faster, occasionally stopping to spit on my rod for lubrication, and it wasn't very long before I had him screaming for more and groaning loudly.

I was ramming him pretty hard now, and then I felt his sphincter start to clench. "I'm gonna cum!" he cried.

I reached under him and began to milk his cock, and a few seconds later, with a cry and a few bucks of his hips, he blasted thick globs of white cum all over the straw below him.

As he was pumping out his load, and his ass muscles were flexing on my cock, I felt the first spasm of my orgasm and pulled out. My hot white jism splattered out from my cockhead and landed all over his ass cheeks.

I collapsed on top of him, bending my head around his shoulder to reach his face, our lips meeting each other. I could feel our sweat and my cum mingling between our hot bodies, and then I rolled off and collapsed beside him, and he flipped over onto his back to lie next to me. We lay there for a while recuperating, and then started trading blowjobs.

After we both came again, we cuddled on the hay-covered barn floor, and both soon drifted off to sleep.

We slept through to morning. I awoke alone to the sounds of voices and rose to find them. They were coming from outside the barn door.

I walked over, peered out, and saw Josh standing there in just his almost see-through white biker shorts, talking to a guy around our age. "Yeah, Trevor, I hope you don't mind us crashing in your barn like that. The storm was hard, and we needed some shelter and a place to dry off."

His friend was shirtless, wearing nothing but tight jeans and work boots. I noticed Josh checking out the bulge in his friend's jeans. Can't say I blame him. That bulge looked huge, and the guy was hot all over.

"No problem, bud. Anytime you want to crash there, it's fine with me, but the house is much more comfortable. Not much reason to lock the doors way out here, so it's always open. Just go on in next time if I'm not home."

"Thanks, man," Josh said, patting his friend's shoulder in appreciation of the open invitation.

"Get your friend and c'mon up to the house, and I'll make you two a hearty breakfast."

Josh nodded, and his friend turned and headed back towards the house.

Josh came back in the barn and found me at the door, putting on my jock and shorts. "Oh hey, finally awake, I see."

I just smiled.

"Uh, hey, Sean. I have something to tell you."

"What?" I said, pulling my shirt over my head.

"I don't think I'm gay."

My heart sank, and I looked down as I picked up my socks and pulled them on. Damn! I knew it was too good to be true. The guy was just experimenting, I guess. Just my fuckin' luck!

Josh stepped toward me and put both hands on my shoulders, bringing me upright again. "Yeah, after last night, I can honestly say I don't think I am gay anymore…" His face then broke out into a huge grin, and he finished with, "because now I know that I am most definitely gay!"

My frown quickly transformed into a very wide grin. I reached out my hand to playfully slap him for his cruel joke, and he grabbed my arm and pushed me back against the wall of the barn, kissing me deeply. Our bodies were pressed together, and I could feel his cock growing and pushing into me, and mine was doing the same to him.

After a moment, he eased back. "As much as I'd love to get naked with you again and fuck some more, we can't, because my friend Trevor is home."

"I know. I heard you guys talking."

"Yeah, I heard him coming towards the barn and didn't want him to find us asleep together, naked."

I grabbed his crotch and said, "Good thinking, but he has been and gone, so he probably won't be back anytime soon. We have time for a quickie."

Josh pushed my hand away. "Except for the fact that he invited us up to the house for some breakfast, and if we don't get up there in the next few minutes, he may very well come looking for us, and catch us doing something more than just sleeping next to each other naked."

"That might not be such a bad thing. Your friend is hot!" I said with a sly grin.

Josh laughed. "Yeah, he's a good-looking guy, but he's also straight, so catching us would not excite him."

I slapped Josh's shoulder. "Well, you never know. I thought you were straight and you thought I was straight and look what happened. Maybe he's gay too, and thinks that you're straight."

Josh shook his head and chuckled. "Well, even so, I don't want to find out that he isn't by having him walk in on us fucking in his barn. You and I will just have to wait until later to have some more fun together, ok?"

I understood his point, and we got dressed and headed up to the house.

The farmhouse was not overly big. It was one level, and the main living area was just one big room. A U-shaped counter in one corner formed the kitchen, and between the kitchen and front door was an old kitchen table and chairs. Next to the kitchen was a closed door, which I assumed was the bathroom. The other half of the room, which would be considered the living room, had a few plastic patio chairs and nothing more. Two closed doors ran along the back wall, which I assumed were bedrooms.

After the introductions, we ate breakfast, and Josh's friend was very nice. He was also very nice to look at, and I had a hard-on the whole time we were eating breakfast. I especially enjoyed watching him stab his fork through the phallic-shaped sausage and then bring it to his mouth and close his lips around it.

We were on our way not long after, and as we rode side by side, heading to the road, I turned to Josh and commented on Trevor, including the fact that his friend didn't have much in the way of furniture.

Josh explained that when Trevor's parents retired from farming, they left the property to him, their only child, and moved to Florida, taking all the furnishings (except the old table) with them. "He just hasn't had the money or the time to get the place furnished," he concluded, and then he grinned at me.

"What?" I asked.

"Well, Trevor said the next time we come he wants us to sleep in the house," he replied, still grinning.

"Yeah, I know. I heard him. So what?" I asked.

"So… he doesn't have a lot of furniture, as you saw, not even a couch someone could sleep on. But the one piece of furniture he did buy right away was a king-size bed. And it's the only piece of furniture he has that is suitable for sleeping. Which means…"

"…We would have to share the bed with him," I finished, grinning.

"Right," Josh beamed, "You and I would get to sleep with Trevor, so to speak."

We both grinned even wider at the thought. My cock was growing from the thought, too, and I bet Josh's was as well.

"Next weekend good for you?"

I nodded excitedly.

Josh and I spent the next five days together exploring each other's bodies. I fucked him every time, and he could really take it now. He begged for it harder and yelled things out like he did that first time. I wanted him to fuck me too, but he always pleaded for me to do him instead. Since it was new to him, I happily obliged. My time would come soon enough.

It was supposed to be very hot on Saturday morning, so we decided to leave really early to beat the heat. At 4 a.m., we got on our bikes and started on our journey back to Trevor's farm!