It was 3am in the morning, the road was deserted. I had been driving for nearly 4 hours and I was tired, thristy and needed fuel. I stopped at the next service area and got fuel and a drink. The attendant indicated the toilets were in the small building around 100 yards away and I drove over and parked up outside. I took a piss and washed my hands and face. As I dried myself a guy walked in. He was clearly a biker, quite squat and stocky, worn leather jacket, dirty jeans, long ginger hair and a beard. He looked at me in the mirror.

 

'You homo bitch,' he said venomously. I looked stunned and tried to say something. 'You fucking queer, waiting around for some other poof to arrive. You want some cock? You want some fucking cock?'

 

It seemed to be a rhetorical question and despite my sounds of protest over what was clearly a misunderstanding, he grabbed the back of my head and literally threw me against the wall. He pinned there with his powerful forearm and proceeded to further his point in a pretty abusive manner. I tried to say I was married and only here for a piss but it did not seem to persuade him. He rabbit punched me in the stomach hard and I sank to my knees winded. He held my head by my hair and was unbuckling his grubby jeans in front of my face. He pulled out pale cock which was shortish but very fat. He rubbed it in my face.

 

'That what you want, you fucking cock sucker? You want this cock - well have it in your fucking face. Smell my cock, you dirty faggot.' He rubbed his cock hard into my nose and mouth and I could smell the fishy smell of an unclean cock as he peeled back his foresking and smeared his cockhead and pisshole into my face. 'Suck my cock, you filthy queer - suck it hard and good, like you're a fucking bitch.'

 

He tightened his grip on my hair and rammed his cock forecfully into my mouth. In a mixture of fear and strange arousal I began to lick and suck his cock. It became hard quickly as he pushed his in and out of my mouth and I sucked him hard. When fully hard, he withdrew his cock. He kept a grip on my hair as he kicked off hsi boots and trousers and then turned away from me and then cocked one leg up on the wash basins. His arse crack was now in my face, open enough to see his pink anus in a bed of light gingery hair. I could smell his musk as he pulled my head toward his arse.

 

'Lick and tongue my fucking arse, you fucking pussy,' he shouted. He pulled hard on my hair and then he made me bury my face between the cheeks of his arse. I His arse tasted sweaty and hot and his anus was slick already. I lapped his arsehole as best I could and he moaned. 'Kiss it you faggot, suck it and now stick your fucking tongue deep in there - right up my fucking arse.'

 

I responded as he yanked me harder and pushed my tongue deep into his arse. He leaned forward and allowed me to get closer to him and deeper. 'Wank my fucking cock as you suck my arse, you bitch,' and I did. His cock was rock hard and he was was moaning loudly.

 

Suddenly, he got off my face and told me to strip off my clothes - when I hestitated he hit hard in the chest and I complied. Standing naked in front of him he told me to kneel in front of him and bend right over so that my arse was pointing up at him. He leaned forward, spat on his fingers and rubbed into my arsehole, slipping his fingers inside my tight anus and then he pushed his cock at my anus. I was way too tight and it hurt as he continually stabbed and thrust at my arse. I tried to say he would never get inside when, with a big painful thrust, his far cockhead jabbed inside me. The searing pain felt like a poker had been inserted but he just kept pushing hard until all of him was in me. There was no attempt at getting me aroused or more willing, he simply began fucking me as hard and as fast as he could. At first it was almost unbreabaly painful, but slowly me arse bagan to relax and lubricate itself. As his cock sank deeper in, I began to feel very aroused and my cock began to harden. The biker sensed this.

 

'See, you fucking queer, you love this. You love having my hard cock in your mouth and up your fucking arse. Now I'm going to give a faceful of my cum, you bitch.' It was a statement. He fucked me a few times even harder, then took his cock out and commanded me to turn around and face him. He made me open my mouth and then he wanked the last few strokes in fornt of me. He went very taut and shaky and pulled my face to his cock and then suddenly let let fly his cum which spurted over my face and into my mouth. He then pushed his cock back into my mouth and made me suck the last of his cum out of him and lick his cock clean. He finally pulled his cock out of my mouth and wiped it over my face. Still holding my head in place in front of him, he directed his cock and my face and then let out a then but poweful jet of piss. He sprayed me all over my face and into my mouth and I gagged on the hot urine. When he had finished he let go of my hair and stepped away.

 

He put on his clothes and walked out, leaving me naked, covered in cum and piss on the floor, shaking like a leaf. I heard his bike start and rev up and leave the services. Frightened and humiliated as I felt, I slipped into the toilet cubicle and sat there a while before thinking about what had happened and then I slipped two fingers up my arse and wanked myself. It didn't take long and I came as I pumped my cock and rammed my fingers deep inside me. I got dressed and left.