Date: Mon, 26 Mar 2007 14:34:37 -0700 (PDT)
From: D One <doned88@yahoo.com>
Subject: Motel Mood

Gary woke up to the ringing phone.

"Hello" he answered clearing his throat as he talked.

"Man you gotta get over here. I got the greatest stuff and nobody's here
to share it" the voice was Ronnie, his friend of several years.

"OK man where are you?"

Gary wrote down the address. "AllStar Motel? what are you doing there?"

"I told you man, nobody's here just sailing" Ronnie said sounding out of
it.

"Ok ok" Gary replied while kicking his bare legs out from under the
sheets. His nighttime excited penis bounced in the oopen air.

"Fucking idiot" he muttered pulling his worn jeans over his bare skin
stopping only to make sure his cock wsan't sticking out of one of the
rips and tears in his jeans.

He opened a window and lifted himself out, not that he couldn't come and
go as he wished. After all he was 19 now. But if his Mom didn't know he
was leaving the house in the middle of the night, there would be less
questions to answer and less lies to tell.

"Shit" he said as Gary looked around his car. He thought his tank top was
there but it was no where to be seen and he was half way down the block.
"fuck it" he decided to drive on.

The AllStar Motel was beyond the warehouses and old trainstation. The
station had become well known as a place where prostitutes, both female
and male hung out.  And the old bathrooms there were no longer operating
but were meeting places for guys who needed servicing or to service in
the anonymity of darkness. Gary had been there even when in high school,
nervous but horny enough to learn about sex.

The bulbs outlined the big five point star above the old wood constructed
motel. Some were burned out. The sign also advertised "FREE TV". Gary
chuckled as he immitated Betty Davis with "What a dump".

Cabin number 12 was far in the back of the motel away from the highway,
the motel office and the light of the overhead sign.

Gary knocked and the door immediately opened.

Ronnie stood there looking stoned. His boxers were half way down his
hips. You could see the top of his pubic hair. He wore a tank top, in
fact it was Gary's complete with the Crunch logo on the front.

"Shit that's my shirt" Gary said.

"I wondered why you showed up naked" Ronnie smiled "But that will save
time" He backed into the room.

"OK what's going on?" Gary plopped on one of the beds taking the joint
Ronnie handed him. It burned his lungs.

"Nothing man, just needed to get away and enjoy myself" Ronnie said as he
peeled off the shirt and threw it at Gary "Here, thanks"

Gary knocked the flying shirt from his face and let if fall to the floor.
It was too hot in the room to put it on.

"So when did you get that?" Ronnie bent over and flicked the gold ring
that hung from Gary's left nipple. "Hmm left nipple, I know what that
means" he smiled.

"It means nothing. It just feels good" Gary smiled and tugged on his new
nipple ring. He had gotten it when visiting Charlotte a few weeks ago. It
was a dare and he was stoned, probably as stoned as Ronnie was now.

He went to the tattoo and piercing parlor with two new friends. They had
taught him many things that weekend including the fact his nipples were
as erotic a body part as his cock.

"Shit, I should get this pierced" Ronnie turned around. His cock was out
of his boxers and he was waving it. "You think I should get his pierced?
Did you get your cock pierced too?"

Ronnie let his cock flop and reached towards Gary's fly. Gary didnt'
flinch. He had learned not to over the years.

"fuck off" Gary said "tits are enough to pierce" he said.

"Yea, the thought of someone putting a nail through my penis doesn't
sound too good. Maybe I'll get my nips pierced, should I?" Ronnie was
swooning around the room acting more stoned then he probably really was.

Gary took a third drag and held the smoke while talking "What's gotten
into you?"

Ronnie sank down on the other bed "Nothing" he paused "yet" and then went
into uncontrollable laughter.

It was funny in itself and Gary laughed too. Seeing one of his best
buddies acting like this was more funny then alarming.

"Here, calm down" he handed Ronnie the joint.

"So I'm having a nice wet dream and you called me over here, I barely had
time to get dressed. What did you want?" he asked.

"You" Ronnie said looking serious and long at Gary.

Gary didn't know what to say. They had been around each other for years.
Gary had never told Ronnie about his midnight visits to the old train
station barthrooms or his occasional weekend visits to Charlotte. And
least of all he had never told him how he fantasized about having sex
with him or others they knew.

"I want you to be as stoned as I am" Ronnie  handing the joint back.

"Fuck, ok. You got the place for the night and I can go to work from here
now that I have a shirt to wear" Gary smiled. Nobody at the video store
cared how he dressed. Besides whenever he wore torn jeans, more then one
guy had flirted with him.

"Cool, let's get naked" Ronnie stood and pulled his boxers down. To
Gary's amusement and suprise Ronnie had an erection depsite his state of
being.

"Come on" Ronnie urged.

Gary shrugged and stood handing his friend the joint back and then
ubuttoned his jeans pulling them down his legs.

"No underwear, nice" Ronnie said. "Always did think you had a nice ass,
nice cock too" he said.

"OK faggot,just relax and suck on that joint" Gary said laying back down
on the bed. His cock waved in the air as it quickly got half hard.

It wouldn't be the first time the two of them had masturbated with each
other or even with other friends. But it had been years.

Ronnie took the joint and inhaled it deeply laying on the bed beside
Gary. He let the smoke out of his lungs slowly as he patted Gary's bare
thigh.

"So here we are old buddy" he handed the roach to Gary "Just like we used
to do in high school"

Gary took the roach and held it with his fingernails to get the last
inhale. He jumped when Ronnie's hand touched his cock.

"OK so we're gonna jack each other off?" He said to Ronnie. They had
never done that before.

"Not exactly" Ronnie said lowering his head to Gary's cock.

"What are you doing?" Gary said in mock surprise. But he didn't push
Ronnie's head away. The wetness of his lips felt good. "Boy you are
stoned"

"Enough to do what I've wanted to do for years" Ronnie had lifted his
head. He reached out for the gold ring and tugged on it "And you wanted
it too, I know you did."

His tongue lapped at Gary's ballsac. "come on dude, it's our night"

The sucking went on and on. Gary lay back and enjoyed the sensation along
with the sensations the pot gave him.

"Christ I knew we were going to have fun" Ronnie said as he caughthis
breath.

"Why don't you jsut go to the train station?" Gary said not mocking but
actually asking.

"Because you aren't there are you?" Ronnie said.

Apparently there ws something in Gary's exprssion because he added, "Or
are you there?"

"Now and then" Gary said "a guy gets horny"

"OK then let's see what you learned there" Ronnie said.

Gary squirmed around and began to lick and suck his friends man meat. He
felt Ronnie's tongue and lips return to his as they orally serviced each
other.  Neither were in a rush. They were enjoying the experience, the
sensations, the pot high and their fantasies that were finally coming
true.

"OK time to screw" Ronnie said. Gary lifted his head up to see Ronnie
move on his hands and knees "I want to watch in the mirror".

"Why not?" Gary said "We have the room all night."

Ronnie smiled "Yes we do"