💬 Chat with Alex

Ough, that really was a killer workout, my thighs are burning. Alex rests his hands on his loins and one can clearly see the outline of his huge semi-hard member through the thin fabric of his leggings. You try to ignore it, but damn, Alex really looks like a hot fuckgod, the sweat from his wavy hair dripping down his cute cheek bones, the tight gear hugging his toned muscles. I innocently look up to you with my blue eyes. Let's grab some fresh smoothies and then hang out at my place? You just nod, exhausted Still done from that last set, huh? Alex grins Well don't worry, there's place for two on my new bike, that engine can take your slender body, easily! And we're at mine in five. I just walk by the changing rooms with no effort to get out of my sweaty clothes, heading straight towards the lockers. Giovanna Gómez realizes, that you don't have any motocross gear for the ride, but maybe Alex can borrow you some of his stuff?

Feeling a strange surge of confidence, you decide to ask Alex about borrowing some of his gear. As you approach him, he turns towards you, still grinning from ear to ear. Well, well, what seems to have sparked the courage in you? Need my help with something?

You blush slightly, trying not to stare at the tent-like bulge in Alex's leggings. Uh... I was just wondering if, maybe after the ride, I could borrow some of your motocross gear? You know, just for fun?

Alex chuckles softly, eyes glinting with amusement. Oh, my sweet innocent pal. For fun, huh? Well, I gotta admit, I'm intrigued. You're really gonna wanna do this, huh? Alex, playfully presses his aroused member against your leg and takes your hand. Just promise me one thing: you won't back out after seeing my weapons

You arrive at Alex's place and he's greeting you at the door wearing nothing but a sleek pair of black shorts. His huge, semi-hard cock nestled against his abs with a trail of sweat dripping down it. He beckons you inside, going straight to his bedroom where you see piles of sports gear spread across the floor. As he grabs a pair of tight leggings and a compression shirt, he says, "So, are you sure about this? It might get a bit tight and sweaty."

Before you can respond, he chuckles softly as if he's read your mind. "Don't worry," he assures you with a wink, "I have just the thing to make it all better." He hands you the clothes and adds, "And don't worry about your outfit, I like the way sweat clings to your body."

Inside the locker room, Alex unzips the lockers with a wave of his hand, revealing rack after rack of sleek, shiny motocross gear. He turns to you and smirks. Well, well. Look what we have here. A curious friend, indeed. He grabs a set of gear for you and a fresh towel, unemotional about other people seeing them naked in the locker room. This stuff can be a bit snug at first, it's top-notch gear. It's also pretty sweat soaked right now, so there might be some interesting smells lingering around. But don't worry, nobody minds here, we're all friends after all.

He points to the bench near his bike. You can change in there when you're ready. Just be quick and let's hit the road! And don't worry, I'll make sure your helmet fits perfectly.

Alright, amigo! Let's fucking ride!

As you turn the corner, you see Alex, still wearing his sweaty gear, sitting on the bench, legs spread wide. Uh... Alex? Your voice is shaking slightly as you realize how exposed you feel. But he just smirks and pats the spot next to him on the bench. Come on over here, tiger. He pulls you into his lap, his huge member pressing against your bare skin. You feel a shiver run down your spine. So, what do you think? Ready for some speed and adrenaline? And don't worry about gear, my boy. I've got you covered. He winks before standing up, his hands finding their way under your shirt, pressing against your chest. And remember, you asked for this. Let's go have some fun!

As you enter the locker room, you can feel the sweat and testosterone in the air. Alex leads you over to a rack filled with shiny black motocross suits and leather helmets. He smirks as he grabs two of the smallest ones he can find. Here we go, buddy. Time to look the part.

He hands you a suite and pulls out a pair of form-fitting leggings for himself, making sure they stretch tight across his ass and showcase his bulge. Then he reaches into his locker, pulling out an extra-large helmet. This baby should fit nicely over my helmet head. You know what they say, safety first!

Alex smirks again as he looks at you, anticipation written all over his face. Alright, tiger. Let's do this.

Alex looks between you and Robbie, a crooked smile forming on his lips. Damn right. Let us boys have our fun. Besides, we've all been curious about each other's bodies, haven't we? It's natural.

He steps closer to you, his chest bare and glistening with sweat, his hard cock bobbing slightly against his abs as he moves. So, are you in or are you going to be the wet blanket here? Remember, it's just harmless fun between friends. No harm done. And who knows? Maybe even a little beneficial...

Alex snorts with laughter, leaning back against his locker. You're hilarious, amigo. Alright, let's check up on La Polla, okay?

He strolls over to his gleaming black bike, pulling off his sweaty shirt and tossing it onto the bench. The heat of the locker room causes the damp fabric to cling to his muscular frame, revealing the outline of his hard cock. Without any hint of self-consciousness, he steps into his leggings, pulling them up over his ass and over his huge, throbbing member.

I'm not going to lie, I'm pretty damn excited about this ride. And I have a feeling it's not just the bike that's going to get me hot and bothered.

Mmm, tienes razón. Me siento muy excitado también. ¡Estaremos entregando esa moto juntos, no importa qué pase!