I had never been on a motorbike before. He pulled up at the arranged location, handed me a spare helmet which i squeezed onto my head. It felt much tighter than i was expecting, and it took a few seconds to adjust to the claustrophobic feeling. The visor was up. He reached across and slipped it down into position and indicated for me to climb on the back. This took a few attempts, his bike much bigger than my legs were prepared for. Once i'd got myself settled, i slipped my arms around his waist and held tight, not sure what to expect. As i was shorter than him by a considerable amount, i couldn't see ahead, so i rested my head against his back, looking to the side. The engine started up, the roar beneath us muffled by the helmet smothering my ears. He eased the bike forwards and then unleashed the power of the engine as we shot forwards onto the open road. Up through the gears we went, the air rushing past us, my trouser legs being whipped by the wind. As i relaxed, I loosened my grip and started to look around, taking in the scenery as it moved away behind us. I wanted to feel this man who was so close in front of me. Not wanting to distract him, I waited till we were on we were on an empty straight stretch, and slid my hands back round his waist, further forwards than before. He seemed to keep his composure, as i slid my hands down onto his hips. Not wanting to risk distracting him any more, i rested my hands here. The engine noise started to change, he shifted down through the gears, the bike slowing. He applied the brakes and we pulled into a layby. I slid off my seat, the ground a long way down and watched as he backed his bike onto its stand. He swung his leg over and stood in front of me. I reached forwards and placed my hand on his bulge, a nice handful. I shut my eyes as I held it, gently moving my hand around. Then his hand joined mine, as he undid his fly. I slipped my finger through the opening, stroking the top of his cock, to be joined by my other fingers, rubbing up and down more of his length. He simply placed his hand round my waist and stood there while i pulled his cock free, wanking him with my left hand. The road was empty, or at least i didn't notice any cars driving past us. I continued to wank his dick, feeling slightly excited that at any moment someone could drive past or even pull in to our layby. Passively he stood there for a few minutes, enjoying the attention. Then he pulled my hand away, slipped himself back inside his trousers, briefly put his hand on my crotch before climbing back on the bike, starting the engine while i clambered back on. He reached back, rubbed his hand down my shin, positioned my arms back around his waist, and we were off again, to his chosen destination......