BIKER HOUSED
Somebody knocked on Jault's door.
"Oh my god!" he reacted upon seeing a biker wearing nothing but white briefs. He was carrying a bike and his body was wet with sweat.
He was heaving and he looked shocked.
"Who are you?! What are you doing in front of my house in the middle of the night!" Jault blurted.
The man looked at him deeply, "let me in, please. I'm in quite an emergency."
Jault was torn helping a stranger who he did not know, and letting in a hot, model-like man.
His second guts kicked in. He pulled the man into his house and closed the door.
Jault wanted to demand an explanation from the man but he was too enamored with the ripped body, soaking wet and glimmering under the house lights.
The biker spoke, "so, in the evenings I take a bike and bike around the city in my briefs. I just like doing things that way. I want to feel my sweat sliding through my skin. I usually go to remote places, but some police saw me so I raced away from them."
Jault's eyes widened, "ohmigod! You're the hot undie biker from onlyfans!"
The biker smiled, "oh wow! You follow me?"
"No, your subscription fee is too high," Jault admitted, "so I can only jack off to your teaser vids on twitter."
The biker held his thumbs up, "I'll give you free perpetual membership."
"Wow!" Jault gleefully gasped.
"And..."
"And?"
The biker kissed him.
Jault shuddered as his tongue tied with the hot biker.
The biker put the bike down. Then he skinned down his briefs.
Jault immediately knelt down and took the erect dick in his mouth, the price for being a lusty but nice neighbor.
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