I was on holiday with my wife and kids, they had gone out for the day and I went to explore the local area on a pushbike. About 4 hours into my ride my bike got a flat tire. I remember seeing a rough looking bikers pub with loads of motorbikes outside about  a mile back. 

I went into the pub not knowing what would be inside. what greeted me was a wall of guys in all sorts of leather. I pushed my way to the bar to try and ask to use telephone. I got hold of the bike hire company who informed me that it would take them a few hours to get to me to pick up me and the bike. 

Well I might as well have a pint I thought to myself while I waited. A guy in one piece green and black leathers came and started to talk to me, he offered me another pint, something about the taste was off but I put it down to a different sort of beer. 

He talked and talked to me I could feel the beer taking effect and he started to rub my cock, but I did not stop him, why would I? He was my boyfriend after all.

This is me passed out in my matching green and black one piece leathers