Bicycle Manga Novels & Stories

All the more reason for her attention to be on other things besides the humungous bulge in my pants. Hero moans a bit as his professor’s dainty hands firmly grip his abs as the bike accelerates. He forces himself to stop imagining her tearing at his shirt, scratching at his chest, pulling at his belt… The ROAD, BIEN AKIHIRO! Fucking concentrate on THE DAMN ROAD!

“Fuck, hell no!” The one who was in the accident shouted. “My bike!” The Viking looking biker was hunched on the road, lamenting over his wheels. Goddess, he should be more concerned about the state he is in I thought as I took in the scene. The wolf’s leg was bent in three places and the left side of his arm was almost scraped to the bone.

His face was almost white, what the fuck? "This shit just got a fuck of a lot more complicated." How the fuck was that even possible? I stood to move over to his side. "How so?" He pointed at the screen where a young blonde kid in her early teens stared back at me. Her face didn't really ring any bells even though there was something vaguely familiar about her. "Do we know her?" I squinted for a better look but nothing doing. "No, but we know her father, he made our bikes."