#crotch rocket
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okay but to be gang banged by a group all in motorcycle helmets (full face obviously) during a group ride and then having to ride home on the back of a bike with my pussy sore, soaked, holes filled, and throbbing would seriously be the hottest time of my fuckin life ..
#sex fantasies#motorcycle#crotch rocket#exhibition kink#gangb4ng#public kink#kink friendly#mask kink#18+#18+ content#spicy content#ride me#share me#pass me around#cumslvt
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#boots#wornboots#cocky boys#leather#leather biker#leathers#leather jacket#motorcycle#sport bike#crotch rocket#superbike#motorcyclist#biker
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I love you angel boy 🤍
#angel#biker#biker boy#biker girl#biker couple#helmet#motorcycle#moto love#crotch rocket#Honda#honda cbr#cbr1000rr
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#whiteboys#white men#hot#hottie#muscles#shirtless#smooth#men on bikes#crotch rocket#brandon#support ukraine#sexy tatoo#tattoos
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#art#artists on tumblr#artwork#my art#traditional art#ducati#sport bike#crotch rocket#motorcycle#n3v37m073
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1995 Honda CBR 600 F3 - Rider wearing Pittsburgh Steelers sweat shirt. I will be taking new photo soon!
#motorcycle#honda motorcycle#motorbikes#motorcycle life#bikers#cafe racer#photography#photos#cool photos#cool pics#street fighter#pittsburgh steelers#linux gamer dog#crotch rocket#sport bike
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Sagging on the crotch rocket
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The way I get so turned on riding on the back of a motorcycle 🥵 I can’t wait to learn to ride
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2023❄️🌑🪶
I hear your out of touch with your head-Alex
*I smile at that because it’s funny AF.*
The silence was a whole shift in its self,
A whole fucking shift I needed.
One whole fucking shift.
The still glass water, under the moonlight,
Giving me goosebumps, that’s dangerous.
The wolves maybe silent, the moons howling.
Game over I return to the wolves.
Also I maybe out of touch with my head,
Some are out of touch with a soul.- me
Return to the wolves, everyone is waiting.
I think It’s to eat, we all hungry.-Alex
Times up hooligans !!
Ready or not, I’m back!
*We walk up to his new toy,
A ninja 400/ Kawasaki crotchety rocket motorcycle 2023.*
I swear you’re need to go fast is ridiculous,
Haven’t you had enough thrill?-me
The publisher never has enough,
Now put the damn helmet on. -Alex
Sure but first Tell me how the kill switch works.-me
Oh honey it’s 2023
You haven’t tamed one bit.
RESPECTFULLY!!!-alex
Your right, tables alway turning?
They are definitely turning this year!
Awoooooooo!!!!! - I say playful.
I put that helmet on,
I held onto him tightly while I trusted him.
By: Madyson Wilson
#madysonwilsonswritings#writers on tumblr#writers#writerscommunity#my writing#neverendingstory#love poem#inspiration#ourworldundone#motivating quotes#madysonssavagemoments.#madysonwilsonunmatchedlight.🕯💡#literally#zombie apocalypse#deepmadyson#kawasaki#motercycle#crotch rocket#400ninja#by:madysonwilson#deep meaning#thepublisher & the wildflower.
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EYES ON THE FUCKING ROAD ‼️‼️‼️‼️
(inspired by @maretriarch's vision)
#vriska serket#mod 8#daily vriska serket#vriska#daily vriska#homestuck#vriska homestuck#homestuck vriska#to clarify she does not ride a motorcycle at least not a proper one. she rides a crotch rocket. custom kawasaki or some such
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A little rough doodle of TheMotoBunny on Tik Tok.
#my art#fanart#Suzuki motorcycles#biker drawing#art#artists on tumblr#artwork#biker boy#motorcycle#sport bike#crotch rocket#n3v37m073
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something something biker!eddie and his flirtation via motorcycle
Eddie buys the damn death trap of a Kawasaki after a particularly good couple of months dealing and Steve hates it. He absolutely refuses to allow any of the kids to get on the contraption, even after he’s promised that Eddie has practiced and knows what he’s doing. Won’t budge on the subject at all.
...until Eddie wears him down enough to try it for himself and then make the judgement on whether or not the kids will be in grievous danger by a spin around the block.
Steve is already in a mood the night they try it, staring at the huge, shiny black beast of a machine, with a matching helmet Eddie had pushed into his arms propped up on his hip.
He would never admit that he might be just a tad grumpy that Eddie looks way too hot in the leather and straps that make up his jacket. He already had an inconvenient crush on the man enough without adding the way the helmet on Eddie’s own head was kind of doing it for him. Steve will examine that particular reaction later, when he wouldn’t be hashing out his new found kinks in the middle of the street.
“We really don’t have to do this if you’re unsure,” Eddie’s already perched on the bike, kickstand up and balancing it perfectly with his feet. A professional. The bastard.
His voice, which had previously been teasing and “What’s the matter? Scared, Harrington?” had softened to something gentler. A peace offering muffled from underneath that fucking sexy helmet.
Steve knew that if he were to back out right now, that would be it. Eddie would drop it and wouldn’t hold it against him at all. Wouldn’t even make fun. Because that’s just how Eddie was. A unmitigated asshole when he was joking around with his friends--and a fucking sweetheart if he knew something really mattered.
It moved Steve’s feet forward, climbing on and settling himself on the pad just behind the dipped driver’s seat. He eases himself down fully, noting how Eddie keeps the bike solidly balanced the whole time despite the shift of weight.
“Shut it, Munson, I’m not scared. Just would really prefer not to crash into a tree, so keep your eyes up front,” He put on the borrowed helmet, pushing at Eddie’s shoulder to stop him from craning back around to look at him. “Eyes front!”
Eddie laughed.
“We’re not even moving!”
“I don’t care! It’s like a loaded gun. Always assume it’s loaded! Always assume this thing could kick up at any moment and make us smears on the pavement.” He grumbled, but it was halfhearted. He was mostly distracted now with what to do with his hands. Eddie lifted his leg and brought it down swiftly, kicking the motorcycle on in a way that was...undeniably confident and hot. Oh, Jesus Christ.
“I promise to keep us in one piece, your majesty. Nothing crazy, but you’re definitely going to want to hold on to me,” The machine under them roared, making Eddie yell just a bit to be heard. He reached back to pull one of Steve’s hands to his waist only for it to be immediately pulled away.
“Uh, it’s fine. I’ll just--”
“Steve,”
“I’m good, you can go!” Steve braced both hands on either side of himself, digging his fingers into the padded cushion beneath him. They didn’t speak for a few beats, the engine rumbling carrying on relentlessly, until Steve saw Eddie’s shoulders shrug in an exaggerated way and then he--
The bike revved and lurched forward a few feet, throwing Steve’s balance out of the proverbial window. He yelped and fought against the momentum throwing him back by yanking forward and plastering himself to Eddie’s back.
There was no space between them now, with Steve’s arms completely wrapped around the body in front of him, fingers digging viciously into Eddie’s waist. Despite his nervous system still working through the scare, Steve had to admit to himself that he did feel more stable like this. Like they were one person on the bike, now. Balance aligned, weight together.
Eddie had them braked safely again, feet on the ground and the echo of his laugh in Steve’s ears. Once the jock got his breath back again he was really going to have some words to say about that. Most of them curse words. Their helmets knocked together slightly as Eddie turned his body and flicked up his visor. Their position made it difficult to be face to face, but Steve caught the corner of Eddie’s smirk and a flash of a chocolate brown eye.
“There, much better. Now, you just hold on like a good backpack and let me take you for the ride of your life, ‘kay?”
Before Steve could even process that the visor was back down and they were taking off, his heart pounding against Eddie’s back for reasons that were only partially to do with the bike underneath them.
He really hated this thing.
(He loved it. The kids were allowed to get rides, occasionally. That seat became Steve’s.)
#this is only because I saw a tiktok of a couple doing this and I lost my mind#'backpack' is apparently a term for like a biker girlfriend and it might?? possibly be insulting? I don't know the culture#but at the same time my mind immediately went to the gutter because it also checked all of my slutty little boxes for a steve harrington hc#i guess this is modern because kawasakis weren't made until the 90s looool#it's a crotch rocket guys you know what it looks like#steddie#steddie ficlet#my brain vomit#one of my biggest weakness is keeping the same tense so im so sorry you had to read this that i threw up in 10 minutes without editing
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