Bike Boy's Story

By: Wayne

I love this time of year with the sun shining, nice warm comfortable days. Life is to be enjoyed in a short sleave shirt and short pants. My job as a cycle courier got me out and about in my spandex bike shorts and sleeveless top. It all helped kept my naturally tanned coloured body looking perfect.

I was just eighteen five foot seven inches tall, skinny as a been pole with well defined muscular smooth body with very boyish looks and sharp features topped off with natural platinum blond hair and vibrant electric blue very expressive eyes. My wash board abbs draw’s your attention down to my seven-inch long thick limp cut cock that I am proud of. My slack cook lies over two massive low hanging bull balls in a magnificently silky smooth pouch.

When excited which happens at the drop of a hat my cook grows to a full thick ten inches that stands up close to my body with a bend that arches the head back even closer to my body. My shaft has a second twist that causes my cock to bend to the right at all times whether erect or not.

In bike shorts it is impossible to hide any of my assets with my seductive tight bubble butt that screams to be screwed and the basket in front that leaves nothing to the imagination. Then there is my abbs that showed their well-defined stance in my usual fluorescent yellow bike top that fits like a second skin. My bronzed Aussie tanned smooth muscular arms finish the picture as well as my legs in my royal blue short bike shorts.

I both road my bike and walked around with an air of confidence in myself. For a shorter person I walked tall that added to my good boyish looks and overall pluckiness. Not to mention my bright mischievous face with a constant cheeky expression come impish looks that oozed fun and life with a, I dare you attitude.

As usual I was out on my expensive racing bike with my iridescent green helmet and built in mobile phone when I got a call to go to Space Age Futuristic Electronics (SAFE). I had been there several times and the owner director is a cute looking guy in his late twenties called Wozza. Wozza always came over and talked with me each time is was there, either to just say hello or actually give me the instructions on the delivery or pick up I was about to do for them. He is one cool smooth customer. Wozza always caught and held my attention and excited my loins, which was hard to hide in my royal blue thin bike shorts.

Often a wet patch would appear in my shorts and I am sure Wozza noticed it as the bulge grew some as well. He would often pat my butt as I left saying thanks kiddo! My cock always jumped as he did it as I turned and got on with my job. I began getting more jobs from Wozza and some days would have to go there three or four times a day.

A couple of days past and I didn’t get a call to either pick up or deliver anything to SAFE which was most unusual but I didn’t give it any more thought apart from that. However whilst out and about my mobile went off and the boss said I had to go over to Space Age Futuristic Electronics and that I had been asked by name to attend and to make it a high priority which I did.

I drooped off some documents and hi tailed it over there. As soon as I walked in Wozza asked where had I been the last couple of days? I responded and told him that I never got called to any of his work for the last couple of days. Wozza looked a bit miffed and gave me a small package to droop off at a business college, which I did. After I had to go back to the depot and the boss called me in and said that I had been personally requested to do SAFE’s work in the future? The boss asked what I had that the others didn’t?

Why, I asked? Well a couple of the others did his work the other day and Wozza has personally requested that only you do his jobs now. I don’t know I responded, I just do what he asks and get on with it along with the relevant paper work that goes with it. Well good on yah Mark that work is becoming more regular all the time. In fact all the places I got sent to for work reported back to the Boss on my courteousness and efficiency. I always gave every job my best.

Life got fairly busy and I was seeing Wozza several times a day to do more of his work till one day when he called me into his office and closed the door and said to me, I just have to have you boy! He walked over and began to play with my cock and balls through my bike shorts. I didn’t pull back but allowed him to do what ever he wanted and loved every moment of it. My cock responded straight away, which excited Wooza even more.

He took hold of my hand had thrust it into his crotch and told me to play with him. It wasn’t long before he had my shorts off and I had a spring steel hard boner in my mouth. I was then that he laid me over his table and screwed like I had never been screwed before. I shot my load over his table without even touching myself.

Wozza tensed up and shot his load deep with in me, which I enjoyed and he knew it by my moans of ecstasy. Once he pulled out he licked my spunk up from off his desk, that’s the sweetest pure cum I have ever tasted he said. We kissed some and then both dressed. He said, just put down that you did the longest delivery you do and I will sign it.

We embraced each other and I left. I don’t know how I got back to the depot as I was in a daze. The Boss asked if I was ok and I just made some sort of noise and walked by. My butt was still tingling and the load was still in me and I was hoping I would absorb every drop of it. I knew I wanted more of what I got today and the next day got several more jobs and a good screwing from Wozza once more and again loved every moment of it.

After several days of this I got a late afternoon call to droop a document off to Wozza personally. Wozza was waiting for me and said come with my boy. I was sitting in his office and he gave me a cold soft drink and it was then that he asked me if I would come and work exclusively for him. That he would pay me lots more than I was getting now.

I didn’t need long to think about it and told him I would love to! He asked where I live and when I told him that I lived in the outer suburbs with my grandmother his eyes lit up! He asked a whole heap of questions about my interests and if I was in a relationship. Once he established that I was a free agent he asked if I would move in with him in the pent house on top of the building.

This time I gave it some thought and responded by saying yes, I only have my grandmother and I know she wants to go interstate to her son’s place. My parents split up before I was born and mum her daughter abandoned me when I was three. Wozza was all over me in an instant. I have admired you since the first day I saw you he told me.

I interrupted him and said I will have to tell my boss and give notice. Of course he said, you can move in before you finish up with the Courier Company. Wozza wanted me to stay with him that night but I said I should go and let my grandmother know I was going to move out. I could move in tomorrow night after work when the two of us could pick up my few possessions. I went on and said, I will have to leave my bike here and pick it up in the morning as I usually leave it at work and catch the train home. Wozza replied leave it here and I will run you home, I agreed.

We enjoyed some sex together before Wozza drove me home and kissed me before I got out and went inside. Grandma was preparing a meal for us both. She asked how was my day? I said, fantastic, I have so much to tell you. So I cleaned up and we sat down and talked over the meal.

I explained that I didn’t know where to start. I have been offered a new job with more money and accommodation is part of it. I accepted the job because I want it and that will allow you to go to Uncle Steve’s like you have wanted for ages. Grandma was speechless and overwhelmed at the same time.

Oh honey I never wanted you to feel that you had to go you have always been a good boy and helped where you can. Look Grandma I have always considered this home, you’re the only one I remember that has looked after me. But its time for me to fly the coupe and make my own way. We can still catch up and all that sort of thing you’re the only family I have after all.

I mean my freedom is your freedom to Grandma, so you can sell up and move interstate and build near Uncle Steve’s. Grandma kissed me and said that she wants me to write and not lose contact and to come and visit from time to time. I said I sure would. With that she got up and pulled a small document folder out and she said I want you to have this.

What is it, I asked? Your mum took out an insurance policy when you were born, its matured and still earning interest. Uncle Steve and I have been putting a little away in an account for you and we want you to have it to help you make a great start now that your eighteen. I opened it and couldn’t believe how much the two accounts were for.

Grandma and I embraced for some time and she said, in-spite of everything that has happened in your short life you have always been wanted and I am proud of you Mark and so is Uncle Steve. We finished our meal and I went and began getting my gear together.

Not that I had a great deal in the way of possessions. Several more pairs of bike shorts and shirts. A few pairs of jeans and tops, a couple of pairs of punk three-quarter cargo short’s. I gathered my CD’s and the stereo unit I saved for and a few other items. I had some supper with Grandma and told her that I would introduce her to Wozza my new boss the guy I will be living with also when he brings me back here tomorrow evening.

The next day arrived soon enough and I was heading back to the city. The hour and a half train trip gave me plenty of time to think. As I peered out of the window thinking about the events of the last few days my cock stirred and made a much bigger tent in my lycra bike shorts than normal. Not to mention the huge wet spot developing at the high point in my pants. The guy in the seat along side of me was getting excited at what he saw transpiring before him whilst I was other wise lost in my thoughts an unaware of what was happening in many ways.

Suddenly I was brought back to the immediate when the chap along side me reached over and touched the tip of my cock that instantly jumped to a full erection, which could not be hidden. I instantaneously said fuck off which drew even more attention to my situation. Someone else spoke up and said leave the boy alone pervert. The guy got so embarrassed that he got up and moved carriages leaving me fully exposed. Every one was staring at my groin with their mouths open at the size of it. I heard one person say look at the cock on that kid, which I took as a compliment.

Luckily my erection subsided fairly rapidly and an older guy came and sat along side of me with his newspaper that he opened to hide my predicament. He asked what puts a young boy like you on this early morning train. I told him I am a cycle courier in the city. Good on yah, he said. Young people who get out there and do something to help them selves along the way impress me he told me.

Things settled and I went back to looking at the senary and thinking about how life was improving all the time. Wozza was never fair from the centre of my thoughts and the train made its way to the city. I felt so content with the way things were working out.

As the train came into the station I got up to get to the door first. I was surprised when I got off to find Wozza standing waiting for me. I ran to embrace him, the fellow with the newspaper followed and said to Wozza you have a good brother there. See you later boy with that he moved on.

Wozza asked if everything was ok? Yes some guy tried to touch me up on the train and he came to my rescue. It was nothing really, with that we walked through the city to get my bike and Wozza said see you after work and we will go and get your gear. The two of us embraced and kissed each other for some time before I got going.

I was excited and wasn’t concentrating all that much as I road to work. It was a car horn that caught my attention as I rounded the corner to the depot. It was the boss arriving. Normally I came from another direction as I left my bike at work and walked in. So I waited for him to park his car and we went in together. I took this opportunity to tell him that I was giving my notice and progressing forward in life.

The boss looked shocked and said I have told them several times they should look after the boys a bit better than they do. He asked is there anything he could offer me to keep me? I said, no! The opportunity to move forward is too great. The boss said the funny thing is I have to sack two of the boys this morning and you weren’t one of them.

I was then offered a weeks pay in lieu so that I didn’t have to hang around during the shake up. I was given a cheque and with that got on my bike and headed over to Wozza’s. He was surprised to see me so early in the day. He told me to take my bike down in the lift and to see John in the store and tell him that Wozza said to leave my bike down there and to look after it.

Wozza had a meeting so I was to go up stairs to the penthouse and he would come up and get me when he was ready. It would have been an hour and a half before Wozza made it up stairs. I was browsing through some computer magazines when he came in. He waisted no time and immediately focussed on my crotch and removed my shorts pulling me over the table and screwed me real good. Both of us ended up in a hot passionate sweaty lather as we both climaxed together.

So both of us ended up in the shower and we had sex again. Wozza said we better go down to the office before someone comes looking for us boy. I asked what I was meant to do in my new job. Wozza replied you’re my right hand boy to help me out and look after all the deliveries. He introduced me to others in the office as Mark known as Bike Boy. Most people had a funny looking smile on their face like they knew Wozza was introducing his lover to them.

We move up another floor to more luxurious offices and went into a large spacious office and Wozza said this was mine. Then he lead me through a door to a similar sized office and said this is his office. He called his private secretary on the inter-com and asked her in and I was introduced to her. Wozza showed me around the office and the workshops.

At the end of the day the two of us drove over to my Grandmothers to get my gear. Grandma was looking forward to meeting Wozza. So after we spent and hour with Grandma we were heading back home. We stopped on the way for a meal before completing the journey.

Wozza was excited and as we ate told me he wanted to spend the rest of our lives together. I wasn’t stunned by it as I deep down was hoping for it but didn’t want to raise it. Wozza also went on to say that he would get a slave to keep house and do the cooking and all that sort of thing. All I had to do was help at work and take charge of the deliveries and pick ups department. I was to be his life partner in everything.

Several months have passed and Wozza and I were inseparable. Sex well that had gone to new highs and I enjoyed it rough. I always want to remain as the boy in the relationship. Wozza had a friend too make sure I never grew any body hair, or even bum fluff. I am permanently smooth I can not even grow facial hair if I wanted too now, not that I had any before or ever wanted too.

The two of us had been preparing a celebration of our relationship together, where before our friends we would make a public commitment of ourselves to each other. In preparation Wozza had my crotch pierced. I had a piercing done into my urethra between my balls and anus. A special rubber plug had been inserted that had antibiotics impregnated into it so it would heal without me pissing between my legs.

Part of being a boy is just pissing out of ones cock but Wozza wasn’t prepared to remove either my balls or cock. On our day of days I was going to have our commitment ring inserted into my cock so I couldn’t use it apart from pissing out of and then I would piss over my balls.

I love our penthouse as it has an open courtyard where we have a fantastic view other than the tops of other buildings and a view of the beach beyond. No one could see into the courtyard from other buildings around so it was nice and private. Its here we can run around naked which has contributed to my all over tan. It’s a great play area with a rain forest like garden with a spa pool built in. You couldn’t ask for a better entertainment area.

The two of us spent much time playing in our out door area and it was there that we made most of the arrangement for our commitment day. We spent time talking through what we wanted in our house slave and what his duties would be. Both of us were excited about the plans we made for not only the slave but also us in particular.

Our slave had to be boyish, on the shorter side of average black hair and a good body with good looks. The size of his cock and balls was not important as they were coming off. We both wanted a boy with pitch-black hair and puppy dog eyes. He had to cook and keep house and be kept in a permanently locked collar. He would also be branded and tattooed. He would remain naked around the house and would only allowed to ware flimsy almost see through shorts and tee shirt that came to his belly button and sandals when he went out to do the food shopping and that sort of thing.

Both of us kept our eyes open when we were out and about for someone to fill the bill. We had time to be sure of what we wanted. Neither of us spotted anyone we wanted to share our house with before our special day came. There were plenty to chose from, some came close but none stood out as the one.

Our special day arrived and both Wozza and I were extremely excited about making a public commitment to each other. The two of us showered and dressed together before driving to a secluded property of a friend were everyone was gathering that had been invited. Both of supported boners in our loose fitting trousers and it took all our efforts to leave each other alone as well as ourselves till later.

The ceremony was a short and down to the point but touching service that truly expressed our love and commitment for each other. Once the formalities were out of the way and we had signed a declaration to each other the two of us moved into a private room we had sex where this would be the last time I could freely get off. Whilst we consummated our relationship our invited guests moved to the area where we would exchange rings and where the party would be.

Talk about hot, both of us came like we hadn’t before. We both filled each other with our seed before fitting a butt plug up each other’s butt so that we absorbed each other in each of us so that we were one. Then we showered together before joining the others once again. A huge cheer went up as we rejoined the others we both had a flimsy pair of shorts on. It was then that we exchanged the rings that we wore on our fingers before I would be fitted with my new cock ring.

Wozza took my shorts off and helped me up on a table they had prepared. My legs were placed in the stirrups that held them up and spread wide out of the way. Once everything was reedy Wozza and Jerry the Doctor moved into position. Wozza carefully removed the rubber bung that was sealing the piercing between the back of my balls and my love chute. The piercing was in the same position where one would have had their urethra relocated to after penis removal for whatever reason.

The ring was held up and it looked massive. It’s four and a half inches in diameter and six millimetres thick. When they showed every one it had been twisted apart so that it looked like a coil to provide room to insert it before twisting it back to complete the circle. Wozza greased it up with a water based lubricant and began slowly inserting it from behind my balls making sure that each ball lay correctly over it.

I could feel the rod slowly working its way through my urethra and my cock start to move. I got a bit excited and my cock stiffened which made it impossible for Wozza to push the ring in any further. We had to wait awhile till my cock went slack again before Wozza could feed more of the ring in. Jerry decided to numb my cock so it would stay slack whilst they finished the job at hand.

Watching my boy cock bend around the ring was fascinating as it curled back around my balls so the head was now pointing behind my nuts between them and my fuck hole. A cheer went up as the end of the ring appeared out of the head of my cock. A nylon tie was strapped around the ring on the insertion end leaving a couple of inches of ring showing.

My boy cock was then concertinaed back down the ring on the other side and a tie placed around the ring to prevent my cock covering it again. AJ the jeweller then came over and moved a special hydraulic device in between my legs. The device looked rather large and menacing from my position in all of this. The ring ends were fixed to the jaws of this machine before it was turned on.

I got a bit nervous when the machine was turned on as the motor in it buzzed away warming up. Wozza was by my head and stroking my hair and gently talking to me about how much he loved me. He held my hand as the machine began to groan even loader once AJ moved a leaver on it. The ring was slowly started twisting from a coil shape back into a true ring. It didn’t take long and the device had the ring looking like a ring again but AJ didn’t stop.

AJ had the ring go past the spot they wanted by some preset distance before the machine stopped and it was held there for a minute or two to allow the ring to distress. Once that happened the machine was reversed and the ring released. The ring was perfectly aligned around the circumference with just a slight gap of a millimetre between the two ends.

Now that the ring was aligned another machine was brought over and my new cock ring was welded shut. AJ then worked away with a small grinder and polisher to ensure that the ring is smooth all the way around where it was cold-welded. I was cleaned up along with the ties to release my shaft and some antiseptic applied as the ring was rotated.

My cock quickly expanded around the ring and sat about half an inch from touching my body where the ring entered my urethra between my balls and butt hole. My balls hung over shaft one on each side. The sack was floppy enough that my balls still hung loose even though separated by the ring. They looked a little strange at the beginning hanging separated rather than together.

Wozza took me and we had a shower to make sure that all the grit from the work was washed away. My cock started to get hard around the ring as Wozza tweaked my nipples and run his hands around my body. It wasn’t long before I felt some pain as my cock pushed hard into my body and tried to straighten up. The pain was an interesting feeling of being uncomfortable rather than anything else. However it made me tingle and get all excited.

After being screwed in the shower for the first time with my new ring in and shooting all over the back of my balls felt really erotic as my hot cum ran down over my nuts. At the same time Wozza’s cum shoot up inside me. I was in heaven and thought I would explode from shear ecstasy. Once cleaned up we returned to the party where we all had a good time.

As the party drew to an end we were taken to the airport where we headed off for our honeymoon. We arrived at the hotel late in the evening and were escorted straight to our room where we both stripped off and went to bed after a drink. We had some incredible sex before we went to sleep in each other’s arms. The sun was streaming in the window when we both woke in the morning.

It wasn’t long after we had woken when there was a knock on the door. Wozza answered and this incredibly cute dark haired guy came in carrying a breakfast try and set it up for us. He told us he was our room boy and would return shortly to help us with anything we needed. With that he turned and left the room.

Wooza and I immediately looked at each other, we both knew he was the one we wanted for our house slave. Wooza and I eat the meal and then hit the shower together. When we retuned to the main room naked our room boy had returned and was waiting for us. He couldn’t get his eyes off of our packages and we could see his shorts begin to tent out with his hard on growing at a fast rate of knots.

He introduced himself as Tyron. Not much more was said but he helped us dress in some flimsy shorts before he asked what we wanted to do for the day. We answered him and he told us some of the best beach to go to where we could relax amongst palm trees that came right down to the water line. He told us we could get naked and relax and that he would bring some refreshments and a meal out to us later.

As time went on both of us became more engrossed with Tyron’s qualities and his attention to duties. He always went about his task with a great efficiency and diligence. We got talking to him one afternoon a couple of days before we had to leave to return home. We asked him want he wanted from life? He told us he wanted to return to the main land and get involved as someone’s houseboy on a permeant basis.

Now we were becoming excited about what we were hearing and Wooza said like a slave? Yes, you know to serve, as a slave with no rights what so ever, to be used in any manner the Master deems necessary. I just ask that I am feed and sheltered as needed and that my health is not compromised.

What about body modification Wooza asked? Any that the Master requires he replied. Does that include…? Wooza went to ask but Tyron intervened and said even serious genital modifications come nullification. With that he drooped his shorts to reveal a five-inch hard on and small balls.

The two of us looked at each other and we both knew what the other was thinking. Wooza then asked would you be interested in becoming our house slave? He didn’t hesitate and responded Oh yes, yes! So several more questions were asked about what notice he had to give here. He told us that it was three weeks.

We then made a contract up which he signed that spelt out our requirements both what he had to do and what we wanted to do to him. Arrangements were made along with a ticket for him to come to us straight after he finished his three weeks notice period. Wooza and I returned back home excited that we had found our house slave and about our lives together.

The three weeks passed quickly and both Wooza and I went to the airport to meet Tyron as he arrived. He was easy to stop coming through the airport in the flimsy white shorts with no underwear, fluorescent yellow tee shirt and a pair of surf sandals we had left him before we came back home. Tyron carried a small bag with him that had all his otherworldly possessions in.

We greeted him by saying hello ‘slave’ others around us could hear, some took no notice whilst others gave us a funny look. The three of us took off and headed over to one of our mate’s place where our new slave body was completely and permanently de-haired apart from his eye browns hand head.

Before the evening was over he had his butt branded with and “S3” for slave or scumbag three. It didn’t take long to train our new slave and we were all sure that he was to go all the way. Arrangements were made for his complete nullification with a surgeon friend of ours.

We both took our slave to the clinic and watched, as he was prepared. We went to a special viewing room to view the operation. Our slave was having his cock and balls removed along with his prostrate. The operation took a couple of hours and it was fascinating watching the Doctor taking his cock and balls including every part of the cock root and lay it on a try on the table.

The Doctor work away carefully as he removed the prostrate gland before sewing him all back up. The Doctor was particular in his methods so that once healed it would be difficult to see any scare lines. After the operation slave was placed in a recovery unit where he was monitored, he stayed a week before we brought him home.

Slave healed well and after several months all you could see was a faint scar line in his now very smooth crotch. Slave serves us well and Wozza and I are more in love with each other than before.

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