The Bike Club (Part 9)


by Master Rob <Hotdate@hotmail.com>

Like the preceding parts, none of this story is based on my own experiences. The stories tell what I was told by a former member of the club. I call him Leo in the stories. All the fan mail I have received has been forwarded to Leo, who continues to send me further material. Read on, if you're up to it.

The winter had set in, and it was a cold one. West Texas can be real bleak and dreary at times, and the cold and dampness can make you truly miserable. Rick stuck to a pretty rigid schedule. Leo still rode with him several times a week. He was always trying to show the right way to do things, even teaching numerous ways to avoid disaster. Leo felt he was really fortunate to have an expert like Rick help him ride. The sessions after the rides were also something to remember. He was always hot after getting back, and with the cold outside, they would immediately hit the hot showers. Rick would often have Leo wash him. He enjoyed a rough washing immensely, but Leo was the one that had the hardon. The butt plug pressure was too much sometimes, and Rick knew that. He would make him keep it in until after the shower. He admitted that keeping Leo shaven and smooth was a delight for him. Twice a week he brought out the cream and razor. All the slaves were treated the same, but Rick insisted on doing things strictly by the book.

One day in early spring, after Leo was done bench-pressing over 100 kg, Rick said he thought Leo was ready. "Ready for what, Sir?" Leo asked. "Ready to become a member, Leo," Rick explained. Leo was ecstatic, but his joy was mixed with some fear. "So, what am I supposed to do next," he enquired. Apparently an appointment with the doc was the first step to take. At Rick's arrangement, Leo saw the doc the next week. More measurements were taken. Then the doc made Leo take a piss. When Leo got out of the bathroom, Rick was there with Dave. Leo was strapped down to an exam table in spread-eagle fashion, and a cold plug was pushed up his arse. Rick began to massage his nuts - he got hard in no time, but curious as to what was coming. Then the doc brought out a shiny rod, perhaps no more than half a centimetre in diameter. He quickly put some gel on Leo's piss slit and in went the rod. It did not hurt but it felt strange. The rod met some resistance; the doc grabbed Leo's _c_o_c_k_ and pulled it down toward him until the rod advanced more.

Now Leo began to feel a deep discomfort but he held back from saying anything. The doc jotted down a number and pulled the rod out. Leo relaxed a bit, especially with Rick there, telling him not to get upset, and massaging his dick head. Then Dave returned. He tried to pull Leo's foreskin over the erect head - there really was not much foreskin to pull when excited. Then Dave pulled it back toward the root of Leo's _c_o_c_k_ and measured more. Then he measured the head and crown. By this time Leo was precumming and knew he would explode very soon. Dave and Rick both sensed this as well. Leo saw Dave nod to Rick, saying he was done except for his arse. Leo was released, turned over, and told to kneel on the table. Then a series of tubes were put in his arse, each one getting larger. Rick rubbed Leo's stomach and back throughout this, instructing Leo to relax. Finally Leo's arse could take no more, and the doc was unable to push the last one in. He stuck in a finger. That was the last straw - it was as if the Vesuvius erupted. Big blobs of warm semen landed on the table. The doc acted rather upset and ordered Leo to clean off the table, which he did at once. He also got ten cracks from the doctor that night. For some reason, Leo thought the doc was out to get him, and every time Leo saw him, he became nervous.

Rick explained that after the next run, at which Leo would get his arse thoroughly beaten, he would get fitted with new leathers. However, in the meantime he was to use a new butt plug. Of course it was tighter, but it would prepare his arse for pulling a train. Leo asked what that was. Any guy could do what he wished with or to Leo after the paddling was over. Most would screw his arse, but Rick said others had their own ideas. "Holy _s_h_i_t_," Leo thought. "There is no way my arse can stand getting _f_u_c_k_ed 20 odd times!" Of course Rick said not to worry about it now!! The new plug was a bitch to get in and out, but Leo used it as required. Tex was caught riding without it by his master - he claimed it was too tight. Needless to say, the paddling he received was a lesson to all slaves. Tex was howling and begging, and was finally gagged. Leo couldn't sit for several days too. He was really hurting. He thought he would leave, but he hung on. He never received such punishment, and it hurt like hell, yet he was constantly hard. The members knew this and he was constantly put on display for everyone else. The next week they were all told that the run was on for the following weekend, and they had better be ready. The run was to a private spread in southern Missouri, nearly a thousand kilometres away.

Please contact me on hotdate@hotmail. com if you want to let me know what you think of these stories. I will make sure that your message gets to Leo.


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