Shiftin' the bike into gear, Brent headed out.... And immediately knew that people were starin' at him... Whenever he came up to a stop-light, or a 'pause' in traffic, he saw people lookin' at him....
Not just people in their cars or trucks, but pedestrians too !!!
He knew he looked ridiculous, but with his helmet on, at least he wouldn't be recognized....

Some of the people starin' at him, looked a little 'disgusted', some 'astonished and amazed', some just tried to 'ignore him', (but kept sneakin' glances anyways....), and some just joked and laughed at him. And some actually yelled out questions and other things, wonderin' what had happened to him.... He just shrugged his shoulders....

This was such a different response from the one he had gotten earlier, on the way to the studio and the 'shoot' that morning. It was like a total 'one-eighty'...!!!! Before it was all admiration, looks that could be described as 'lusty', 'hot leather guy on his 'Harley', it was all positive... Some even gave him a 'thumbs-up'..... But now, it was all really different, (though he did have to admit, that he even got a few 'thumbs-up' in his now totally messed up gear)......

Brent was really 'conflicted' on how he felt about this..... Part of him was somewhat ashamed, and embarrassed, but part of him was kinda' enjoyin' how silly and stupid he looked, how people would point and stare and laugh at him.... And the more he thought about it, the less he cared.... And his cock seemed to be totally agreein' to that !!! His cock always got a little stiff when Brent rode his bike, and now it was 'boning-up' over the gas tank.....

He hit another stop-light, and looked down at his bike. His cock was 'hard', the gas tank was gettin' messed up, the seat of his bike was a mess, the slop from his chaps, jeans, and boots had made a big mess on both sides of his bike....
'So what......', he thought.... He had wanted to do somethin' like this for such a long, long time, and now he was doin' it !!!!!
It felt so 'liberating' !!!!! And 'F**K !!!, he could feel 'pre-cum' startin' to ooze outta' his cock again !!! 'Why am I so crazy horny ???', he asked himself, and the 'Cock-Voice' answered him back, 'Cause you're doin' things that you like, love to do !!!!'.

As he rode along, he came up to a 'construction-site'. The workers had left for the day, and had put some orange 'caution' cones up, but what caught Brent's eye, was this really long, muddy track that went through the site...... His heart started to beat faster, his cock, (if possible...), got 'stiffer', the 'Voice-of-Reason' suddenly came back to life, 'DON'T DO THIS, DON'T DO THIS !!!!!!!!', but again was over-ruled by the 'Cock-Voice', 'GO FOR IT, GO FOR IT !!!!!', it shouted into Brent's mind and head....

Brent revved up his bike, then took-off down the muddy track !!! Mud started flyin' everywhere, and Brent went for the most wet and muddy spots..... 'F**K Me, 'F**K my Bike...!!!', were the thoughts crashin' through his head.......When he got to the end of the track, he turned his bike around, (though it was gettin' kinda' hard to do with all the mud splattered on it....), and he blasted through the muddy track again, just wonderin' just how muddy he could get !!!

Back at the end of the track, Brent looked down at his bike, it was a total muddy mess !!! Mud everywhere !!! The black-leather saddle-bags splattered in mud..... His boots, chaps, and jeans splattered.... Even his jacket and helmet had gotten splattered !!! 'F**K' ...!!!, it was just too much , and hot jets of cum shot outta' of his cock, soakin' the insides of his leather jeans again...... 'J***S '....!!!!! THAT WAS SO INTENSE !!!!!

Brent found himself startin' to 'relax' a bit, when he noticed some 'flashing-lights', and a short burst of a siren....
Turning around, he saw a 'C.H.P'., (California Highway Patrol), Officer, sitting astride his bike, beckoning Brent to come over here............