Corruptors of the Road 3
The man who had started his day as a lithe, thin nerdy good boy was standing in the middle of a biker bar covered in piss and cum and beer and food, his belly wobbling before him, his cock in the foreskin of another man, covered in fur with the face and ears
Lykos - AU - Texas Heat
They both had more than their fair share of muscles, though marco's black t-shirt and blue jeans seemed to be a better fit for the city than the biker bar.
Chapter 1: Christmas Lovers
I guess this is what a biker bar looked like. not that it was packed but everyone sported the leather look even the few females who were biker bimbos and i doubted could count to double digits.
CH2 Victim of Mare
The burly, stereotypical "biker bar" called "the last round" had approximately twelve old-school choppers resting on the curb outside.
Into the Night - a Were-Hunter fan fic...
She'd walked by the place a couple of times, but she wasn't much for biker bars. clicking the alarm on his car, xander hooked arms with helena and led the way across the street. his long coat fluttering behind him as he walked.
The Release
So what if their driver license pictures somehow got put up at the local leather daddy biker bar? the door to the dark hotel room burst open without warning. a huge, angry kodiak paw clenched the front of his work flannel and picked him off his feet.
A Bear's New Dog
Winding up on the wrong side of town in a run down biker bar. will he be able to get out with his dignity in tacked? read on and find out. disclaimer!
A Pigtown Halloween
The room he found himself in was a bar, but like everything else, had been entirely redecorated to look like a seedy biker bar.
Inglorious Hole
At a dirty alley beside a biker bar, the pair stopped. hidden in the shadows, nick glanced back and forth to check if anyone was looking. seeing it was clear he nodded to the alley and judy slipped in, while nick followed a beat later.
Bowling for Herms
The side of the building is crudely lit, situated between a wooden fence and a sleazy biker bar. we tiptoe around dirt-swirled puddles and scattered piles of wet leaves along the gravel access route.
Pit-Stop
A moderate excess of 'biker' bars, garages, part retailers, and even road house styled eateries, though much cleaner than those he remembered seeing on his trips along lone highways and dusty, isolated towns.
A Burglar's Curse: Part 2
So, when he started to hesitantly ask around for where one of the bars was located, he was shocked that they hadn't sent him down towards the east side and any of the biker bars.