A Treatise on Motorcycle Chaps
by no_bones
If you wear motorcycle chaps, you’re gay. Or at least you want to be, even if you’re not aware of it on a conscious level. Motorcycle chaps scream, “Yes I have a tough and leathery front, but roll me over to expose the tender and welcoming man-crevice just around the corner. This biker helmet with the dark visor provides protection AND anonymity, so violate my duodenum on this ’09 Soft-tail as violently as possible, and no one has to know. Especially my suburban wife. God, my life as a banker sucks!”

The only people who should be able to legally wear chaps are cowboys. If you’re a dentist or an accountant out with your silly motorcycle club on the weekend, and you’re wearing chaps, why not just go ahead and complete the ensemble with a ballgag or perhaps a tantric pleasure whip? At least that would be psychologically honest.
Loud pipes save lives.
Guys in chaps crave cock.

September 28th, 2011 at 3:00 AM
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