Cyclists bulging lycra shorts

Last summer was hot and I’d been riding my mountain trail bike for about an hour through the open countryside and woodland that that is only a short ride from my parents house. 

I usually wear a pair of ordinary shorts and a tight cycling T-shirt but because my parents were away for the weekend I was wearing a pair of very tight bright yellow lycra cycling shorts. Although I’m quite well muscled and fit with a good body, I haven’t yet plucked up the courage to wear the lycra shorts when my parents are around because they show off the outline of my cock too much which always seems to get semi hard inside the tight clinging material.

I was getting hot (in more ways than one) and decided to stop for a break on a large fallen tree alongside the track. It was a secluded sunny spot, surrounded by high trees at the back and dense undergrowth all round. The dirt tracks are perfect for trail biking and are used by quite a lot of serious bikers who are very often wearing really professional looking lycra gear with expensive bikes. Some of the bulges and butts that I see on those saddles really give me a boner and I often have to stop to jack off in the bushes.

Sitting on the fallen tree with my legs stretched out I felt the heat of the sun warming the bulge that was now beginning to grow in my shorts. I have an 8 inch uncut cock and a large pair of balls which together make a nice tent between my legs when I have a boner.

I hadn’t been there long when I noticed a guy pushing his bike up the track towards me. He looked about 27 or 28 and had a superb body which was clearly outlined through his tight, basically red, expensive sexy cycling gear. He had those thick muscular thighs that come with constant bike riding.
As he got nearer I could see not only a flat tyre on the front of his bike but also the largest mound of meat in a pair of lycra cycling shorts that I think I have ever seen.

I had a second look. This guy should not have been wearing shorts as tight as those! The outline of his cock was clearly visible and curved in an arc over the top of his balls and down into the right side leg of his shorts.
“Hi, got a flat?” I said, stating the obvious.
“Yeah, and I’ve got miles to walk to get home.”

My eyes kept glancing down at his huge bulge, and now that he was standing closer I could make out the large mushroom shaped head of his cock against the top of his right leg. 

This guy was something else. My instinct was to reach out and grab at the front of his shorts.
“I don’t live too far away from here, about a 10 minute walk, you can come back and we’ll fix the flat,” I said, not wanting to let the guy go too quickly.
“Hey, that’d be great, my name’s Ross.” 

“I’m Dave, I see by your outfit that you’re a serious biker.”
“Yeah, it gives me a real buzz.”

I chatted to Ross as we walked on down the track pushing our bikes. We got a little further on when he said he needed to take a leek and asked me to hold his bike for him. I assumed he would disappear into trees but instead he just moved to the side of the track with his back at a slight angle to me and started to pull down the front of his shorts.

I couldn’t take my eyes of this guy’s arse clad in tight red lycra and although I couldn’t catch a glimpse of his cock, a long arch of golden piss steamed out into the bushes.

He stood there shaking the drips off and together with the motion of his arm he was milking the last drips of piss from the base of his cock. This seemed to go on a bit longer than I thought was necessary but I just stood there holding the bikes, hoping to catch a sighting of his meat.

“Taking a leek in the open air on a warm day always seems to give me a buzz,” he said.
“Me too,” I said, not really knowing what else to say.
I looked up from his arse to see him catching a glance at my boner which was now beginning to make quite a decent tent in the front of my shorts.
“Look, Dave, I hope you don’t mind but I’ll have to have a quick jack. I’m absolutely bursting.”
“Yeah, OK, go ahead.”

I just could not believe what he was saying. I stuttered something about putting the bikes down and joining him but by now he wasn’t really listening. His arm moved in a way that was obvious that he was now starting to jack his cock.

Then he turned sideways on to me and I caught sight of of his cock. He was huge, probably over 10 inches and extremely fat. It curved up from his balls in a long perfect length of cock, ending with one of the biggest mushroom heads I had ever seen.
My first thought was how fantastic it would be to be fucked by this guy.

He pulled the skin of his cock right back at the base and leaned backwards slightly to show me the full length. This guy loved showing his cock, he loved it.
“You wanted to see it, didn’t you?” he said.
“I want to be fucked by it!” I blurted. I couldn’t believe I said those words, they just came straight out.
“If you want this pushed up your arse you can have it.”

I pulled my shorts down and bent over, leaning against a tree. I felt the hot head of his cock, which he’d just lubed up with spit, dock at the entrance of my arse. I pulled my butt cheeks apart to hopfully ease this pole of meat on its way. I felt the pressure increase as he pushed his hips forward and then he started to push. The head went in as I cried out in pain. What had I done? This guy was rough and I hadn’t even been properbly lubed or warmed up with a couple of fingers.
I felt him push again and a further inch or two went in. He pulled back until his cock head slurped out of my sphincter and then with a lunge he drove back in again. I had been fucked by a few cocks before but nothing like this cock. It was awsome. He stretched my arse to bursting point. I cried out in pain again. This guy was really rough.

“Do you want more of it?” he panted.
“Yes, fuck me, fuck me, hard, I want all of it.”

I was now in that semi consciouse world of absolute pleasure and didn’t care. I just wanted more.
He plowed in again and I felt the end of his cock high up inside me. He plunged up and down as my whole body moved forwards and backwards with the force of his thrusts. He cried out and I felt hot gushes of come filled my insides.

His cock slid out and I turned round. He stood there with this huge lump of meat hanging between his legs. Had that really been inside me? 
We walked home, repaired the flat tyre and I fucked him in the shower. After that day I never saw him again and I certainly haven’t had a cock like it since.