
Weekend was here as we pack a little bag and hop on my bike to roar off into the sunset for a getaway. Our small town slowly fading into the dust and darkness as we find the open road calling us out to play. You cling to me as your teeth nibble on my ear. I can feel your breath on my neck. Winding roads leading to nowhere that matters, only letting us escape the dullness of our week. I feel your hands rubbing my chest as you squeeze and lean into the turns with me. One finally working its way down my rippled stomach and into my jeans to remind me how playful you are when we ride. Stirring the beast inside with every mile till you know I will break, pulling down a side road close to the beach to stop. Tearing the clothes from our bodies and pulling you around in front of me to take you right here, right now. Hot, wet, hard, rough, wild, hungry…my hands and mouth devour every inch of you as you ease down on my cock. Rocking your hips as I piston your core, juices flowing as you cry out to the night. This is how the weekend should be, you and I, exploring each other and freeing our passions on the open road.