This story, like the preceding ones about the bike club, is very different from all my other ones, since it is not based on my own experiences, but on those of one of my admirers. It all began with an email I received from a biker. Please read on, if you are interested in this final episode.
The first months as an active was not a happy time for any of the four that had just had their _c_o_c_k_ branded, as part of the initiation ceremony. Leo's _c_o_c_k_ throbbed for days, and jeans were far from comfortable at that stage. He spent hours in the shower, as cool water felt the best. Now they had been accepted, they got to leave the slave quarters to move in with the actives, but this was not fun either. With their sore _c_o_c_k_s, after the painful initiation, for the first time in their life they realised that almost all movement causes the _c_o_c_k_ to rub against clothing. They spent much of the time stripped, and got a lot of slaps on their bare arse and pinches of their nipples.
After a few weeks, dr Dave came in to have a quick shower. He came over and started to wash up. However, he also made a quick inspection of Leo's _c_o_c_k_ and said it looked good. Dave rubbed Leo's chest and started caressing his nipples. Leo quickly got a hardon, helped by Dave's other hand. He then began to caress Leo's nuts at the same time and gently stroked the _c_o_c_k_head. Leo exploded in no time, but it was rather painful. He howled and buckled over, just what Dave was waiting for. Before he knew what was happening, Dave had his enormous dick up Leo's arse. They fell to the floor. The cool tile felt great on Leo's dick as Dave thoroughly reamed him. After Dave came, he rolled Leo over and helped him up. They dried off, and Dave took Leo to his room, where he gave him a wonderful massage, stroking him in all the right places. He was in heaven for a full hour! Dave told Leo that the brand would heal soon now, and not hurt in another 2 or 3 weeks. As always, he was right. One day, Leo woke up with a tremendous erection and no pain. What a glorious moment. At last he could dress again, exercise and, most importantly, he was able to ride again!!!
After all the new actives had finally healed, Leo got to make some really close friends with the other members, or at least with most of them. Some came around only for fun such as rallies, football games, or runs. Others seemed to get there only for the inspections and what were considered the "sessions". Some just had an s/m streak that never quit. What Leo didn't realise at first, but discovered very soon after moving in with the other actives, was that everyone in the club was always sizing up everyone else. Not just physically, but in every other way as well. There was a distinct pecking order! As Leo loved to ride, just like his former mentor Rick, they both got to know the leaders in the group well. That was how Leo quickly learned who to become friendly with and those few to avoid. As everyone was pretty much the same from a physical attribute standpoint, the only real differences were those who were gay, bi, or straight. This could be broken down further with regard to preferences, i. e. top or bottom. But that was pretty much it. There were disagreements, of course, but rarely some violation of a cardinal rule. If it happened, the president and his staff took the necessary action. Leo found it hard to quite understand the harsh treatment that was meted out, unless it was their own aggressiveness that made it happen.
If anybody got kicked out, which was very rare, that active had his brand obscured by branding over the lightning bolt with a flat iron, leaving one big scar. Lea saw this happen only once, and it was not a pretty sight. After getting the poor bugger highly aroused, he was suddenly tied down and rebranded. Up till this day, Leo can still hear his cries of agony. It hurts him just to think of it. Also, what he learned soon after initiation was that men are _s_e_x_ually driven animals. Whether hetero, bi or homo, they will participate under the right circumstances. H used to think it was yea or nay, but he got to realise that this is certainly not true. Rick taught Leo that a guy's _c_o_c_k_ is his true barometer, and he soon realised how right Rick was right on. It was certainly true of all the masters! At first Leo tended to avoid the action, but he gradually learned to enjoy it. He even learned how to properly apply the strap to a guy's arse, and also got to know a fair bit about whips. However, he never really became turned on by them like some of the others did. He soon realised that the actives were predators in their own right, and other actives as well as the slaves were used.
About a year after his initiation, Leo developed an infection of the foreskin. In spite of antibiotics, soaks, and other treatments, he ended up having it removed. He was scared _s_h_i_t_less, but had to have it done. He received a block with novocaine - that was the worst part, getting four injections into the base of his _c_o_c_k_. But everyone was most supportive, and nobody in the clinic asked about the brand. He since realised that the bolt is a constant source of many guys' curiosity. More than a few times, strangers got to stare at his _c_o_c_k_ as he was taking a leak.
About 7 years ago, at a browns football game (that's the name of the pro football team -the Cleveland browns) he was taking a piss and suddenly a hand reached over and gently but firmly grabbed his shaft. He was startled beyond belief, as the guy murmured something like "hi master" to him. A fellow member! He turned out to live right in town and they have become close friends since their first meeting. They still ride together occasionally, and Leo lets him service his car, as he owns a service garage in town. Small world isn't it? They often talked about restarting the group, but at this stage in their lives, neither can find the time, place or money to do so. So it is only memories that is left for now.
If you wish to get in touch with Leo, just email me at hotdate@hotmail. com, and I will forward your message.