Being the Motorcycle Club’s Boy Toy

When I was twenty-two, I lived next door to a man named Kenny who was single and in his forties.  Kenny had two passions in his life, his motorcycle and the love of astronomy. I didn’t know much about motorcycles but astronomy was my hobby.Kenny was somewhat of a paradox in that he was clean-cut but enjoyed dressing like an “outlaw biker” when he rode his Harley. One evening we were out observing and Kenny said, “I’ve got to ask, are you queer?”I was shocked and asked him why he would ask me such a question. Kenny acted very sheepish and explained that a few days before he was out observing and heard a slapping sound coming from my bedroom window.I immediately knew from his question that there is more to it. This was going to be awkward. I then remembered that my drapes were closed but I had the window cracked for ventilation and had forgotten to close it.Before I could formulate some plausible explanation Kenny explained that he came over to the window and that there was a little gap in the drapes.  He said, “I saw you were bare below the waist, over a guy’s knee getting spanked and he was playing with your dick. That looked pretty queer to me.”His impression was probably reinforced by the fact that I could pass for even younger and probably looked somewhat effeminate. I was slender, had a petite build, was 5′ 6″, 120 pounds, had long hair, was clean-shaven all over, and had a small endowment.I didn’t see much alternative other than being honest. I told Kenny that I wasn’t queer but because of something that happened when I was younger, I found that getting spanked by men was a major sexual turn-on for me. He asked me if that included having my dick fondled and I explained that when I get spanked, I’m putting myself in a totally submissive and compliant role.He asked what happened to me. I told him the whole story about the time a man named Mr. Harris caught me in his backyard with no pants on and gave me a sound spanking causing me to become sexually aroused and ultimately ejaculate.Kenny was fascinated and asked if I would allow him to spank me. Because it is something I enjoyed I immediately agreed. We started having fairly regular play sessions. At first, he just spanked, but rather quickly it evolved into him adopting an ever-increasingly dominant role which culminated in me being spanked followed by sexual domination.Sometimes bahis şirketleri we would go out to a dark area to use our telescopes and he wanted me to be like I was when Mr. Harris caught me, wearing only a T-shirt and sneakers.A few months later Kenny came over and asked if I wanted to go to a barbecue at the home of the president of his motorcycle club which was out in the country. I was dressed in my usual summer attire, a T-shirt, blue jean cutoffs, and sneakers. I told him I’d go change clothes. He said, “No need it’s casual.”  I got on the back of his motorcycle and off we went.When we arrived, I noticed the yard was full of motorcycles and there were about twenty-five guys there, mostly white, but also Black, Hispanic, and Asian. All of them were clearly older than me. Most wore “outlaw biker” garb and had tattoos.I was introduced and learned that most of the guys were in skilled trades, some in business and a few other had professional degrees. Everyone was very friendly.There was beer, a variety of bourbons, vodka, and tequila and the air held the aroma of wood smoke and pot. The club president, Ed tended to the smoker and was engaged in a conversation with a group of guys when Kenny introduced me.Ed shook my hand and gave a hearty laugh and said in a loud voice, “So, you’re the young fellow who got caught with no pants on and got his little butt spanked. I’m dying to hear the whole story.”I turned to Kenny and exclaimed, “I can’t believe you told him.” Kenny claimed he couldn’t remember telling Ed.   Clearly, Ed wasn’t going to be put off and handed me a joint and insisted I tell the story. After a few hits, I went along and told everyone all about my time with Mr. Harris. Everyone was laughing and I was too.Then Ed chuckled, “I understand you still like going around with no pants on when Kenny spanks you.” I was speechless, Kenny had a big mouth.Ed put his arm around my shoulders and said, “Don’t worry, that’s cool, everybody has different things that turn them on. In fact, I think you should take your shorts off right now and you’ll get all the bare butt spanking you could ever hope for.” He turned to the group, “What do you think guys?” His idea got unanimous approval.I was embarrassed, but partly due to the pot and the fact that the idea appealed to me I gave serious consideration to Ed’s suggestion. The whole idea bahis firmaları of being nude below the waist and getting spanked by all these men got me very aroused. Kenny chimed in and suggested that I go for it but I was having a hard time bringing myself to say yes.My reluctance was met with a chant “Do it, Do it, Do it.”I did ask how long I had they wanted me to remain bare.  “Well, how about this? Until the party is over. Okay, get them off!” Ed responded with a big grin.Since I have been thinking about what it would be like and the fact that I had no underwear on when I stepped out of my shorts my cock was fully erect. The guys in the group laughed and hooted. Ed commented, “You don’t have a whole lot down there but it’s nicely shaved and looks really cute. Now turn around and let’s see what we’re going to spank.”Several guys in the group remarked, “Very cute, made for spanking.”What surprised me most was that no one objected or seemed disgusted. They all seemed to like the idea.Ed announced that since he was the host, he claimed the honor of giving the first spanking to “Our Boy Toy.” Ed took me by the arm saying, “Now Daddy is going to spank your little bare butt.” On my way to Ed’s lap, I considered his words. I realized I had consented to become exactly that, the club’s “Boy Toy.”After, a short time over Ed’s knee, it was apparent to me that this was not the first time he’d ever given a spanking. Ed knew what he was doing, and from what I felt pressing against my groin, he was enjoying it as well.My butt was stinging and on fire and my toes were drumming on the ground. He also took notice that my cock was hard. His manipulation left me dripping profusely. I was well on my way to my first and probably numerous orgasms, but he stopped short and I was denied.While over his knee I heard someone say, “If he’s going to be spending a lot of time over our knees, I think he needs to be spending some time on his knees.” There was laughter and general approval of this suggestion.One very large black guy remarked, “Spanking wouldn’t be my first choice on what to do to that cute little red ass.”Ed laughed and declared, “You need to take him into the barn for that.”Someone else added, “I’m guessing the barn might be a busy place today.” I didn’t miss the significance of any of these remarks and wondered if I had bitten off more than kaçak bahis siteleri I could chew but by then I was committed.I got four hard OTK spankings in a row. Ed said, “Let’s give him a little break we’ve got all day and I don’t want his butt going numb.” Kenny was quite reserved. When asked if he was going to spank me, he didn’t respond.A Hispanic guy, probably in his fifties came up and handed me a beer, for which I was thankful. He then fondled my cock. I actually felt embarrassed with everybody watching. This was strange because I didn’t feel that way when Ed fondled me while spanking me. He also kept stopping short, preventing me from reaching orgasm. I realized I was in for some serious edging.I also noticed the guy was wearing a wedding ring, as were most of the other guys. It made me wonder why a bunch of older married guys were so enthusiastic about having me there with no pants on. Then I remembered what Ed called me, their Boy Toy!While standing there letting my butt cool down, I heard the sound of another motorcycle arriving and saw two women in black leather. One of them said, “Hi Ed, we heard about your barbecue and decided to crash the party.” Then they noticed me and said, “Whoa! A boy with no pants on with a very red ass. What a pleasant surprise.”Ed introduced me, “Monia, Jessie this is Randy, our club’s Boy Toy.’ He explained my presence, which apparently pleased them to no end.Monica said,’ You don’t have much of a dick but that’s okay. We’re not into dicks but we could get into beating your young ass.”Ed gave a hearty laugh, “We’re happy to share. I doubt if he has ever encountered Dykes on Bikes. Go for it.”They noticed that someone had put a switch on the table. They led me to the table made me bend over it and Jessie worked with the switch while a guy held my hands down.Then Monica took her turn.  Up to this point, I was enjoying the guys’ spankings, but the switch in the hands of the two women was more than I could handle. Jessie remarked, “His little dick got hard.”Then the switch landed between my legs hitting my cock and balls a couple of times. I was pleading, whimpering, and lost all control. These women were sadists and laughed their asses off.Monica asked the guy holding me down, ”Are any of you going to fuck his little ass?”He said,” Not right now, maybe later.”I saw Monica walk to the table. There was a crock of butter for the corn on the cob and some empty long neck beer bottles. She stuck the neck of the beer bottle in the butter and evilly laughed said, “I’ll loosen him up for you’ and proceeded to sodomize me with it.