Girls of Bikernet

  We were standing on the Strip, watching the pool at the great Bellagio.We were standing hip to hip,while the waters did their adagio.We were pressed against the wall,made of cement and/or of stone,and i pressed my crotch against it,to stimulate my bone.It pushed back against my cock and balls,and my deflated pecker dowel,but it […]

My pecker saw your pic today/ it filled with blood, oh, right away/ I could not move it left or right/ nor up or down with all my might/ An angled-upward juggernaut/ it thought of nothing but your twat/ I never knew it got that hard/ I think I heard it yell “En guarde!”/ a

We’ve had some fun with Sinwu over the years. Since I’m a three-tour Vietnam Veteran many brothers are massively skeptical of Chinese folks and perhaps rightfully so. I’ve been to Hong Kong three times in the ‘60s and in 2001 I hit three cities in China while traveling around the world. I’ve always found the

We started a series of stories about why we chop. They are a blast, inspirational and enlightening. This one touches on two elements of the equation. Why we chop and something about the history of the chopper. There are two partners involved in this story and bikes. Both are partners in a Shop called Johnny

Suddenly, we have two Girls of Bikernet coming to the Cantina. So, what’s the story line. I don’t have one, but I’ll tell you my thoughts and see where it leads. First, I was determined to write another Why Chop? story about a guy who builds his first chopper for love, romance or a girl.

Editor’s Note: I read a book recently by Scott Adams the creator of Dilbert Cartoons called, “How to Fail at Almost Everything and Still Win Big. It’s sorta the Story of his life, plus positive thinking suggestions, business rules and warnings, etc. I’ve read a ton of such books over the years, but reminders never

It was early 1970s most of us were young vets trying to get back in a society that didn’t want us. It was the bikes we rode that brought us together. A brotherhood was formed. We rode like there was no tomorrow. Each new day brought a breath of life of unknown territory. Which we

I’m considered a bit of a lady-killer due to my gift for seduction through poetry. Women like poetry. Don’t ask me why. Probably because they’re stupid. I mean, Jesus, really? Talking in rhyme? That’s fine for mother goose. Or Top 40. But for getting laid? Hey: what can I say. As Rowdy Yates used to

From what I’ve learned watching Japanese porn, there are apparently only three jobs for women in Japan: student: office manager: and nurse. 1: Student A: If you are a female Japanese student….. then depending where you are on campus determines the number of naked females in your immediate vicinity. If you are in a classroom

We are living in strange times. One of our governments wants to eliminate the words girls, females, babe, broad, women, you name it. I don’t get it, but maybe I do. To me women are the flowers or humanity. They grow, blossom, glow with birth then sometimes turn into angry bitches. I warn young men

We are living in the best of times. I mean it. Just slip into a new car and gaze at the vast technology surrounding you. Peeps live longer than ever. Medicine is still learning, but it’s major steps ahead of just two decades ago. Look at new homes and new high-tech phones. Life is simply

There is so much political stuff going around, I just had to send this for balance. Let’s do some philosophy and statistical work…. Whether times are good or bad, happy or sad, let’s stay together… My life is incomplete and I’m so blue, ‘cause I can’t get next to you, babe… credit the Temptations –El

This is a special story. The young woman’s name is Lolita, and she is a professional dancer. This is not her dream but just for now her profession. This young woman has dreams and aspirations of a better work life for herself. We find a Lolita, Candice, Daniel, Trish or just pick a professional name

In the early ‘80s Harley-Davidson was struggling to compete with the imports and the damage done by the AMC ownership. Years of less than stellar reliability and performance needed to be overcome for the company to remain a going concern. As the company looked at rebuilding its reputation and place in the market a decision

This is sort of a true story. We have a brother; let’s call him Sam the Dyna Rider. He’s short, sorta round good-looking guy with a long terrorist salt and pepper beard and wiry salt and wiry closely cropped hair. He’s always tightly manicured and prides himself in his cleanliness and appearance. His bike is

How do you make an Iron Head look good, inject a gorgeous girl. From 1957 through 1976 Ironhead Sportsters had a strong run. Fast, torquey, and fun, the Harley-Davidson Sportster was the American Super Bike of the late fifties and early ‘60s. Sold as the entry-level bike geared toward bringing new riders into the Harley

  This year, Miss MAFR gave off a little retro vibe. Meeting her and her boyfriend was a pleasure. They were enjoying the rally and all in. Enjoying the lifestyle of a old school rally. I talked to them several times during and they were always having fun.      To become Miss MAFR it

Stylish and fast with an everlasting youth, the definition of a Triumph Bonneville. Take that old classic with youthful appearance and pair it with a young beauty, and you get something that can get any man in trouble. Thoughts of a winding roads and handling dangerous curves on a little bobber like this is a

I’m Jeff and the beauty in the paint is Dee. This was a trip of firsts for us. We’ve been to Sturgis, the ROT and a number of other rallies but not Daytona. Just wanted to say great site. My wife was painted up like a wolf during Dayton Bike Week 2018, and Chopper Dave

  A wanton young lady from Wimley Reproached for not acting quite primly Said, “Heavens above! I know sex isn’t love, But it’s such an entrancing facsimile.”          There was a young tease from Mount Chesser Who’d smile as the men would assess her So flirtatious was she Inviting them home to

Women are an anomaly to men. A woman should just be another person, but she is not. Women are blossoms on two delicate feet, sex goddesses, play toys, objects of power and stature, and temptresses like a field of opium. Some of them want to be all of the latter and some just want to

This is nuts. The esteemed world-renowned photographer, who is suffering under collapsing magazines, calls me often and he mentioned the next Girl of Biker recently. Markus Cuff lensed some of the best-looking tattooed babes in the world over the last decade or two, and once in awhile we discuss candidates for Girls of Bikernet. “But

From the shores of northern Oahu we bring you Hawaii’s goddess tattooer—Mandy Garcia.