The Biker Part 3 by koksocker333
Discover the sizzling conclusion of 'The Biker Part 3' – a thrilling gay erotic sex story that dives deep into passion, adventure, and unexpected romance. Join the journey as desires ignite and relationships evolve in this steamy finale. Don't miss out!<br/>
He soon was asleep, my hands in his hair and massaging his shoulders and upper back, he let out the odd moan as I massaged the right spots. He slept for almost an hour, when he woke he was a bit disoriented, he smiled at me and kissed me, he snuggled back on me and just lay there.
“I really like you Billy, I like you a lot.”
“Really like you too Trevor, more than a lot.”
“Billy I called my biker friends they are on their way to come get me, you will have to leave before they get here, no one knows I like guys like you, and it has to stay that way.”
“Okay when will they be here?”
“Tonight around seven I would guess.”
“Okay I will leave at five, make sure we do not get caught.”
He took my face into his big hand and looked me in the eyes.
“I wish things were different Billy, I really do, I love being with you and will miss you.”
“I will miss you too Trevor.”
I of course started to cry, I could not hold back, but this is reality right, I pulled myself together and he held me. I apologized and told him I would get my stuff packed, I would get us dinner at four and hopefully I could suck one more load out of him. The time flew by, I went and got us dinner, we sat in our room not a word spoken, he asked where I lived, I gave him a business card of mine and told him my full address.
“Billy I hope you realize you and I can never be, but I would like to know where you are, if I am ever in your neck of the woods I would like to be able to drop in and see you if I could.”
“I would really like that Trevor, but yeah I know you and I will probably never see each other ever again, but we did have these past few days together.”
He stood up and pulled me to my feet, he hugged me so tight I felt my bones would break.
“Billy it’s not fair I should be able to love who I want to love, not be told who I should love or fall in love with. I love you Billy.”
“Love you too Trevor very much.”
He held me so tight to his body, he and I kissed and his grip slowly loosened, it was time, I had to go, I pulled away, I did not want to look at him, I knew I would cry if I did, I was at the door ready to walk out he came up and kissed me, hugged me, told me he loves me, I told him the same and he told me I had to go.
I walked out in tears, got in my car and drove off, I was about ten miles from the Motel when I saw all of them. Had to be twenty or so bikers headed towards Trevor, I focused and drove on, I had the radio on to calm my mind, it really was not working. I drove till eleven and found another Motel to spend the night in. The bed so empty, I wished Trevor was here with me but that would not happen ever again, I had one more day then I would be home, that empty house, I called it home but it really never was.
I went to the office and filed the proper paperwork, got in my car and went home, a few people at the office asked if someone had died, I commented sort of and walked out. I got laundry in the machine, went thru bills and found something for dinner, mac and cheese it would be, I was not very hungry for some reason.
I watched some tv and never really got into the show, something about them being on a island, who cares. I went to bed and tried to sleep, I woke many times, I could feel his breath on me, his body holding me down, his huge cock deep inside of me, yeah it was all a dream. I woke early and got up, cleaned up and got ready for the day, so much better to shower with Trevor than by myself.
I did some shopping and decided on a BBQ tonight, steak and all the extras, I got it all in and marinated the steaks, prepped the potatoes and did up some veggies to go along with it. I even bought a dessert. I was busy cleaning the BBQ when the doorbell rang, must be my nosey neighbor who came by to make sure it was me at home, like my car in the drive was not a dead giveaway.
It was him alright, making sure it was me, we chatted for a bit he seemed to want to come in but I was not interested in company right now. He asked how my trip was the usual questions, I made an excuse to get away from him, he could see I was not into the conversation.
The two days went by quickly, I was back on the road headed in another direction, the trip uneventful like usual, I got all I needed to get done then headed to the office then back home. Months went by and Trevor was on my mind all the time, I dreamed of him every single night, I woke calling his name.
Every time a motorcycle would drive by I would look to see if it was him, but it never was, he was living his life I was getting thru mine. To say the dreams ever stopped they did not, to say I ever stopped looking for him I did not. I decided I needed a vacation, or should I say stay-cation, I wanted to do some work on the house and I needed time off of the road for a bit.
I would paint the living room and hallway, I got it all prepped and was up to my ears in paint, to say I am a professional painter is one of the biggest fibs ever told. Even in my daily thoughts he was on my mind, a look he had given me, his gentle touch, a kiss, so soft and gentle. Him laying on me, his scent, and that hairy body of his.
I was halfway done when the doorbell rang, it was Steve from next door, told me of someone parked outside on the street last night watching one of our houses. This was Steve, the nosey neighbor who had to know everything that went on in our neighborhood, we could not have company over he was at the door to check if they were there to kill us or just visiting.
I told him I was knee deep in paint and did not have time to chat, I had on a pair of very tight very revealing shorts, bet he could see my pubes in these, maybe it would keep him at bay. I shut the door on him and got back into the painting, he came back later to see that progress, I showed him what I had done, pretty sure he did not like the color but it was my house not his.
I got in the shower and got all the paint off of me, dried off and checked out what I had done, It looked amazing. I got dinner made and put the leftovers away, it was getting darker earlier and earlier, fall on its way it seems. I sat and was about to turn on the tv when the bell rang once again, it was Steve once again telling me he saw this car once again in the street to make sure I keep my door locked tonight. I thanked him and told him I was off to bed, he commented it was only seven, I told him I was tired and shut the door in his face.
About an hour later the door again, how many times would he come to my door, he was about to be told off now. I unlocked the deadbolt and turned the knob, took in a deep breath as I was about to tell him enough was enough already. I stood there in shock, the air pushed out of my lungs, but I had no words.
“Hello Billy.”
“Trevor is it really you?”
“It’s me Billy, can I come in?”
Just as he walked in Steve was there once again, asking if I knew this person, this biker dude? I told him yes and shut the door in his face. He and I stood there staring at each other, I wanted to cry, I wanted to jump on top of him, I wanted him to kiss me.