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Subject: "The Road Trip" M/B True story
Date: 25 Apr 1996 00:20:36 -0400
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The following story happened to me just like it is written. It blew my
mind, but I had to just go with it. If you are under 18 you probably
better not download this. If you are offended by sexually explicit
language and activities, the same applies.
THE ROAD TRIP
He had just turned 18 and what a fine looking young man he was.
Rod lived with his mom in Pensacola Florida, and had dropped out of
school when he was 15. He was a smart kid, but just didn't like the
way school did things. He worked sporadically at odd jobs, but
mostly he liked to party with his friends. This kid could hold more
beer than most people twice his size. He was 6 feet tall and about
155 lbs. He had blond hair and blue eyes and his bangs came down to
about his nose when his hair wasn't combed. God he was cute.
I met him when he was 15 and we had the chance to take some
martial arts classes together. He had a great body, but I don't
think he knew what he was doing to some people, particularly me, when
he would take his shirt off and run his hands down that soft smooth
skin and let his fingers linger just a little longer on those young
tits of his. I would just about cream in my pants watching this.
He lived across the street from me and I had lots of opportunities
to watch him then. He was just a kid, but I could at least
fantasize. We had a good relationship, and from time to time I would
hire him to do yard work at my house just to watch that young studly
body sweat. I'm 27 years old, and don't have a bad body myself.
Standing 5'8" tall and 165 lbs. with a 7 inch cock, I look okay if
I say so myself, but I know Rod never really looked at guys. At
least I didn't think so. From time to time we would go to the gym
and work out together, playing racquetball and lifting weights.
Afterwards we would hit the showers and I would get a good look at
this very well developed 15-16 year old kid. There wasn't an ounce
of body fat on him, and his cock after a good workout was about 5
inches limp. We would get a shower and then don our towels and jump
in the Sauna. We would do this regularly. One day after a really
grueling workout we were both incredibly sore, and while we were in
the sauna he asked me if I would give him a rub down to help loosen
his muscles. I gladly accepted and touching him like this was
heaven. After I did his back he rolled over and asked me if I would
massage the front too. My excitement was beginning to show, and I
said yes. I think he noticed it too, but just laid back on the bench
and closed his eyes and I began to do my thing. As I moved down his
body and got to his lower abdomen and legs I could see that he wasn't
limp anymore, and his towel was now forming a tent. The kid was rock
hard, and so was I. I allowed my hand to brush his hardness and jiz
began to leak out of my now fully erect cock. An obvious part of me
said "Go For It", but my mind said, "He's only 15 and you will go to
jail." So I held back, much to my dismay, and I think his.
This kind of thing went on for about 1 year, and then I got
orders from the military to go to Southern California. I was looking
forward to going to California, but knew that I was going to miss
Rod. He said the same thing when I left, but we kept in touch, over
the miles. One week when I was home on leave I stopped by to see
him, and we went out for a coke to talk and catch up on things. We
took a drive out in an old quarry and just walked around and talked.
It was cold, but the conversation was good. Out of the blue he said,
"Jeff, you know I haven't had a good massage since you left. Do you
think you could help me out?" I said, "Sure" and we laid one of our
coats on the ground and he laid on it and I gave him a massage. This
time my resolve wasn't so good, and when I got to his cock I let my
hands linger on it, and massage it too. He began wiggling on the
ground, and I undid his belt and unsnapped his jeans, and let my hand
rest on his underwear and rubbed his cock through them. Man I was
getting hot, and the only thought that was running through my mind
is that I wanted that thing in my mouth. I slid his shorts down just
a little bit watching his face for any signs of objection and there
were none. As I caressed his stiffness, I leaned down and slid my
mouth around that beautiful hunk of boy flesh. He just moaned,
didn't look, but I could see a slight grin on his face. As I sucked
on his tool, he began to writhe more and more and then began to pump
his hips and I knew it wouldn't be long, and in about a 2 minutes he
blew his load in my mouth. The kid was full, it was like a geyser.
There was so much jiz that some of it came out the corner of my
mouth. Afterwards, I buckled him back up and we left. But I asked
him if anything like that had ever happened before and he said no.
When I asked him what he thought about it, he just said, "I try not
to think about it." I knew that he wasn't gay, but it was just
something that had happened. I was hoping that he wouldn't tell
anyone and told him so, as I could go to jail since he was only 16.
He promised he wouldn't and that was fine. To test the relationship
waters I went by his house the next day and asked if he wanted to go
to the shooting range with me and shoot some pistols, and he said yes
and we had a great sexless time. I knew that things were okay.
I said all of this to bring you to the next event in our
relationship. While I was stationed in California, we kept in
contact. I now had orders to go overseas and would have to make an
extended trip from Florida to South Carolina to make sure some of my
household goods got to my next duty station. In one of our
conversations I asked Rod if he wanted to make the road trip with me
since it would be a long drive and I hated to do it alone. He said
he would love it and we made plans. As the time for our departure
drew near I had a fear he wouldn't want to go, but he stayed excited
about the trip the whole time.
I had arranged to come by on Monday morning to pick him up and
then we made a stop at the liquor store to get some refreshments, for
our "Road Trip". Then we were off and it was about 9:30 A.M.. Now
I told you this kid liked to drink and he didn't waste any time. My
favorite is Southern Comfort, and he had never tried that. So he
just took the bottle out opened it and turned it up and took about
4 good chugs on it. It was 100 proof and I knew that he would be
feeling it in about 30 minutes. Then he made a drink with S.C. and
coke and nursed that. We drove from Pensacola to Atlanta that first
day, and in route I asked Rod to open a present one of my friends had
given me in California. I had an idea what it was, so I just told
Rod, that my friend told me I had to be real drunk before I opened
it. Since I was driving I knew that wasn't an option, but Rod was
flying high. So he opened it. The package contained Four fuck maga-
zines, including In Touch for Men, my personal favorite, one bottle
of massage oil that warms when you breath on it, strawberry flavor
I think and one video tape with the title "I THINK YOU WILL ENJOY
THIS". Rod just looked at the stuff and laughed. He began flipping
through the mags, and was intrigued by what he saw. He looked at the
video and said, "man we've got to get a room tonight with a VCR so
we can check this out." I was beginning to feel hopeful. The more
he drank the friendlier he got. He was touching me, and leaning on
me and hugging me telling me that I was just about his best friend.
He had no idea how close a friend I wanted to become with him.
About 2 hours out of Atlanta he passed out, as I figured he
would, so the rest of that drive took place in silence. We got to
the hotel and I got a room, with one King Size bed and began to
unpack the car. Rod was still out like a light and I was making
plenty of noise. When I had the car unpacked, I slipped into the
front seat and tried to wake him up. Nothing I tried seemed to do
any good. I mean I was even playing with his cock and had undone his
pants and kissed his lips, licked his ears, just about anything I
could think of to wake him up. I buttoned him back up, and finally
managed to get him to his feet, unstable though they were and had to
help him up the stairs to the room. We got into the room, and he
said he had to Pee, but couldn't do it alone would I help. So we
stumbled over to the bathroom and I helped him undo his pants, (I was
getting good at this by now) I stood behind him with my hands
planted firmly on his butt to hold him up and of course giving them
a squeeze from time to time, but he said he couldn't go. Stage
fright I think. So I turned him toward the bed and as he walked over
he stepped right out of his pants and pulled his shirt off and
flopped down on the bed. He was laying there with nothing but these
cute bikini briefs and his shoes on. I took off his shoes and told
him I had to get something else out of the car. When I came back he
was lying on the bed on his back with a beer in his hand ready to
party. He had successfully managed to use the bathroom as a few
drops were left on his shorts. I made myself a big strong drink,
since I had a lot of catching up to do and flopped down on the bed
beside him. I ran my fingers down his chest to the spot in his
shorts where the pee and dripped off, and tickled his cock just a
bit, and said, "Oops looks like not all of it made it to the toilet."
He just laughed. We laughed a lot in the next couple of days.
We watched a movie on the cable and drank some more. In about
an hour I was feeling no pain and my inhibitions had virtually
disappeared. After the movie was over, I suggested that we play some
poker. He said, "yeah that would be great, but I have to warn you
that I am pretty good." I said that was fine. He realized that we
didn't have any money to bet with, and I asked him what he thought
we should use to bid with. He said, I guess we could use our
clothes, and play strip poker. I said, "that sounds like it could
be fun." He said, "Yes, I think it could." As we played, the loser
had to shed an article of clothing, but the winner was the one that
had to take it off of the other. The loser also had to take a drink.
The further we got into the game the drunker we got and the more we
laughed. We finally got to the point where we were both sitting butt
naked on the bed with hard ons and a good buzz. I didn't have
anything else to bid with so I said, "Okay, if I loose this hand then
I have to give you a Hotsie Bath" (something I learned from the
Japanese) I told him that I would draw a bath as hot as he could
stand it and would wash him from head to toe. He said that would be
fine. When I got my cards, I was dealt a full house. I purposely
tossed 3 cards away and got nothing back. I had lost to a pair of
2's. Oh, well life goes on. I went into the bathroom to draw the
bath, as hot as we could stand it. While I was doing that he just
came in and took a leak. Seems he wasn't so bashful after all.
After the bathtub was full, I told him to get in, and he slowly
lowered himself into the tub. I grabbed some soap and began to soap
him up. I realized that being on the outside of the tub made it
really awkward and uncomfortable for me, so I told him I was coming
in, and he just slid forward.
As I soaped him up, I ran my hands all over that hot body. I
washed his chest and tits, stomach, legs, and even his cock. Now his
dick was standing at attention, and I worked my hands under his balls
and around his ass. He moved up on his knees so that beautiful ass
was in the air and pointing right at me. I washed his ass good,
inside and out, and every time I would shove first one then two then
three fingers in that luscious bum hole he would just moan. I wanted
to take him right there in the bathtub, but I had other plans in my
mind for Rod.
After I finished washing him, I told him it was his turn to do
me, and he slid around behind me and followed my lead quite nicely.
Now I was hard enough to cut diamonds, and he seemed to linger on
washing my dick for a while. I knew that if he kept this up I would
blow my load right there in the tub, and I sure didn't want to do
that. I began to move back just a little, and Rod pulled me down so
that my asshole was positioned right over his cock. With my ass
soaped up he slid in just as nice as you please. God, it hurt so
good. I writhed and moaned as did he, and things were now getting
hot. I said that we needed to rinse off because I had something else
in mind. We turned on the shower and rinsed off and then toweled
each other dry. Then we went to the bed and flopped down on it
naked. I pulled out the massage oil and said "Now I am going to give
you the best massage of your life." I proceeded to work the oil into
his skin. I can't say that it was the best massage of his life
because I seemed to rush right to his ass and worked my fingers in
and out, and then I just had to taste this tutti frutti massage oil,
so I licked him from his neck to his ass hole. And it was sweet.
As my tongue darted in and out of his poop chute, he just moaned with
delight. Then I turned him over and began to work on that oh so
strong muscle he had standing straight up. He was in heaven. But
I realized that I was having all the fun, so I swapped my position
so that we were in the 69 position. I didn't know if he would do any
thing with my hard dick, but I hoped. As I slurped on his pole, I
suddenly felt this warm wonderful sensation on my dick, and looked
down and he had all 7 inches in his mouth and was chowing down on me
hungrily. We went on like this for a while until he was just about
ready to cum. He said, "I'm fixin' to cum." And I said, "Rock and
Roll!" Once again he filled me up and cum dripped out of the corners
of my mouth. He finished me off with a wonderfully slick hand job
and I jizzed all over his chest, neck and face. He didn't seem to
mind though. When I cum, I really cum. So he had quite a mess all
over him. We just laid there for a few minutes while I swirled my
fingers in the goo that was on him. Again he didn't seem to mind.
Maybe I was wrong about this kid. I leaned down to him and said,
"Happy Birthday Kid, how does it feel to be 17 now." He said, "It
FEELS better than I thought it would." I was definitely having fun
on this Road Trip.
Then we decided to go to the Burger King up the road, and walked
through the drive through, and we were both drunker than Cooter
Brown. Got our food and came back to the room. It was about 12:30
A.M. (time flies when you are having fun) and we were both tired so
we turned in. Now I always sleep in the raw, but I didn't expect Rod
too as well, but he sure did. Guess he took my lead. We fell asleep
real quick. But about 4:00 A.M. I woke up with a raging hard on and
I knew that it needed some relief. I reached over and ever so
slightly touched Rod on the stomach. He was laying on his side with
his back to me, and instantly he turned over on his back and I could
tell that his cock was rock hard too. We began to caress each other
and then I rolled over to give him a good view of my ass and he took
it from there. He greased him and me up and in he went. Now I
haven't been fucked but about 3 times before this and it hurt. But
it was a good kind of hurt, if you know what I mean. He pumped hard
and the sweat was beginning to bead up on both of us. He was so
close, I could tell, and he pulled out and creamed all over my back.
An ungodly amount again poured out of this wonder kid. Then he
rolled me over and began to suck on my cock until I was about to
explode. He could tell and then furiously pumped my cock with his
hands until I blew my wad again. Now we really were a mess. Me with
jiz all over my back, and him with it all over his stomach and legs.
We sort of smeared it all together and laughed. He said, "I thought
we weren't going to do that anymore." I said, I'm sorry, but I just
couldn't help myself." He said, "Neither could I." We finally fell
back to sleep and slept through the night.
We woke up about 10:00 and got cleaned up, checked out of the
room and left to see Underground Atlanta. Neat place. Then it was
off to Charleston S.C. where I had booked a reservation in a Bed &
Breakfast place right on the beach. After we drove around the block
a half a dozen times we found the place. We walked up to check in
and I knew immediately that this was going to be an experience. They
showed us to our room and to my pleasure I noticed that there was
only one bed. Damn! We were right off the lounge with the video
room, and Rod said "Hey maybe now we can look at that video tape."
I said, "yea, that sounds good." We got settled in and decided that
it would be a late night so we took a nap. We woke up famished about
6:00 P.M. and decided that we would go upstairs for the cocktail
hour. We mixed ourselves a couple of drinks and talked to some of
the folks. Every one of the people there were gay. It didn't bother
me at all, I mean I wouldn't bring my wife here, but I was afraid Rod
might balk. All he said was, "This is going to me an interesting
place." Again I was hopeful. We were getting a pretty good buzz
going by now and we decided to walk along the beach after dinner.
It was now about 10:00 and I suggested that we jump into the Hot Tub
they had, and Rod said he thought that would be great. I stripped
down, threw on a robe and Rod stripped down to his cute bikini
shorts, donned the robe and we were off. When we got there, there
was no one in the spa, so we were alone, but only for about 5
minutes. Soon there were about 7 people in the spa and everyone was
horney, The beer and liquor seemed to be rushing to our brain now
that we were in this hot tub, and I was feeling no pain, and fewer
inhibitions. The guys that joined us were nice enough, but I could
tell that we were the youngest guys here. Under the water, feet
touched feet, and hands began to roam, and mine roamed onto this one
guys stiff cock and he had to be about 9 inches and thick. This
wasn't the liquor talking. What I wouldn't give to be sucking on
that, but I thought better of it, since Rod was with me, and he might
not understand. I still hadn't figured him out. One guy moved his
hands to Rod's cock underwater and Rod, grabbed his hands and gently
pushed them aside and said to the guy, "Don't feel bad, I'm just not
like that." I could tell that the guy was embarrased, but I knew
that he would survive. After 2 hours of cooking in the tub, we got
out and took a shower and watched some of the video that was given
as a gift. It was some of the hottest gay footage I have ever seen.
Lots of young guys, and I was getting hot watching this. I could
tell that Rod was at least a little turned on. He said, "You know
the actings not much, but..." I just filled in the blanks myself.
Rod, was unconciously rubbing his cock under his robe, and I was
watching him out of the corner of my eyes. When I couldn't stand it
any longer I excused us from the TV room and we retreated to the
bedroom. Rod, dropped his robe and he had a throbbing hard on. I
said, "Hmmm, looks like we have got a problem here. Would you like
me to take care of that stiff muscle?" He said, "I thought you'd
never ask and yanked my robe off me revealing my obvious pleasure.
We jumped in the sack and we were off. I sucked and slurpped on him
and he was loving it and he began to do the same thing to me. This
surprised me a bit because the night before he had said, that he
didn't want to do anything, but if I wanted to that would be okay,
and I told him that would be fine. So when he started sucking my
cock I just looked at him, and he said, "Oh hell, I guess another
time won't hurt." And it didn't. We were all over each other
sucking and slurping and licking. He sucked my balls like they have
never been sucked before. I began thinking, that perhaps he had done
this before. Then he moved his tongue to my ass and began to give
me a most wonderful rim job, and was shoving his tongue as deep into
my ass as he could. Then he began working on my cock again, and just
asked me to let him know when I was about to cum. I could tell he
was getting close and so was I. I moaned, "Shit, I'm about to cum!"
Expecting him to withdraw and jack me off, instead he began to suck
on me harder. I held it back as long as I could and shot my load,
a lot of it right down his throat. He gagged just a little, regained
his composure and swalloed the whole load, then he worked
meticulously to clean every drop of luv juice off my cock. His
staying power was amazing, but he could hold back no longer and blew
up right in my mouth and all over my face. I loved it!! We laid
back and just laughed. He said, "Smoke?" And we lit a couple of
cigarettes and went to the showers. In the shower we washed each
other, and if we hadn't been so close to the TV room I think we would
have gone for it again right there in the shower. This kid was
amazing, and I wasn't sure I could keep up with him. But the truth
was, that we were exhausted and we decided to sleep. But damnit,
about 4:00 A.M. I woke up with another hard on, and knew that
something had to be done about that. I reached over and lightly
touched Rod, and he immediately turned over with another glorious
erection. We fondled and caressed each other for awhile, and then
he rolled over and I knew that he wanted me to fuck him. I had an
idea that he had never been fucked before so I knew that I would have
to be gentle. I lubed him up and myself and slowly and methodically
worked my cock into that oh, so tight ass hole. I knew right away
that he had never been fucked. I mean I am not that experienced but
he was tight. He groaned some, and then relaxed a bit, and my cock
slid in slowly all the way to the base. He began to wriggle his ass
and I could tell that he wanted me to start humpin and pumpin. I
obliged, and we went like this for several minutes. I told him that
I was about to cum, he said go for it, and I filled him up. Well as
much as I could given the circumstances. I was shaking with the
spasms of an incredible orgasm and he was so hot he couldn't stand
it. I pulled out and he quickly turned over and said, "My turn." I
just smiled as I spread my legs for him, and he lubed us up and
began. It hurt, so I told him to go slow, and he did. As he began
to pump his organ with ferosity into my aching ass I could see that
he was loving this. I'm sure that I was tighter than any girl he had
ever had. He was sweating now and his bangs fell in front of his
face, and I'm not lying he looked like he was 13 years old, from my
angle. All of his obvious excitement got me hard again, and I began
stroking my cock and coordinating my movements with his. He went on
like this for at least 10 minutes. What a stud. I could see his
breathing was picking up and his pumping started going faster and I
knew that he was about to explode. I began to pump my own cock
faster and more furious and he let go, at the same time I blew
another load all over my chest. His head whipped back and forth, and
he ground his cock all the way to my throat it felt. When he was
done, he collapsed right onto me and I put my arms around him and
gently caressed him. He almost seemed to be purring. We finally
fell asleep, not in this position but holding each other. I kind of
liked that.
We woke up about 10:00 and got some breakfast and decided to go
out on the town and see what Charleston had to offer. After a day
of sightseeing, we were famished so we came back to the hotel and got
something to eat and drink. Rod began drinking beer and before the
night was over he would have about 16 Buds in his gut. He could
easily have drunk me under the table, but I think that is right were
he would have liked me. Under the table with him.
We decided that we needed to jump in the jaccuzzi again, so we
donned our robes and went poolside. There were a bunch of people in
the hot tub, and I heard one of them say as we walked up, "Here come
the kids." I just smiled. Rod and I sat poolside and talked for
awhile until the hot tub thinned out a bit. We got in and there were
a couple of other guys in there and after about an hour they left and
it was just Rod and me. He said, "Now I feel comfortable enough to
take my shorts off, so we were sitting there naked in the hot tub and
loving life. After about 15 minutes we were getting done, so he
said, "I'm ready to go watch some more videos or go to the bed, or
something." He stood up and he was fully erect. I reached over and
stroked his cock and said, "Yea, I guess you are ready." He later
told me it was the wind blowing against his cock that sprung him to
attention. RIGHT! For someone who is not gay he sure was getting
into this whole trip pretty well. We departed the hot tub and went
to the video room and watched some fuck videos for a while. He was
unconsciously rubbing his cock under his robe and one of the other
guys in the room was about to go crazy I could tell. Rod has that
effect on guys and doesn't even know it. Well I was in no mood to
share, so I said, let's "blow" this popscicle stand. And we went to
the bedroom and he dropped his robe and his cock looked like it
wanted some attention. He was just standing there with nothing on
and my dick grew hard and lifted my robe a bit. I quickly shed that,
and he walked over, grabbed my cock and planted a deep wet kiss on
me. Blew me away, I mean I sure wasn't expecting that. Getting
fucked, sucked and what not, but getting a kiss floored me. I
returned his kiss hot and hard and then he pulled me down to the bed
and we began to wrestle making enough noise that I could tell that
they had lowered the volume in the next room so they could hear us.
I looked at Rod, and he just grinned and continued. He took my cock
into his mouth and began to munch on it hungrily. I could have cum
in about 10 seconds if I hadn't pulled myself together. I was
fingering his asshole while he was sucking my cock. He was moaning
loudly now and I was a little self conscious about the noise but sure
as hell not enough to break the mood. I flipped over and began to
suck on his tool. We were slurping and sloshing and had an
incredible session of sucking and fucking. After it was all over we
toweled ourselves clean, and drifted off to sleep. We slept through
the night, which was fine with me because I was exhausted.
We got up the next morning packed and left Charleston. Rod
said, "You know this is a neat town, I liked it here." I said, "So
did I, so did I." We traveled back to Florida that day and got as
far as Lake City. Checked into a hotel and got something to eat, and
while we were sitting watching the idiot box, and relaxing I began
to play with my cock through my shorts. Rod was eying me, and
finally said, "Do you need some help with that?" I said, "This, well
I suppose I could use a little help" He reached over and yanked my
shorts off, and began to play with my dick and balls. I pulled his
shorts down and he was hard as a flag pole. What followed was almost
identical to the night before. Afterwards, we slept.
We woke up and knew that we were on our final leg of our road
trip, and made it home around 6:00 P.M. I said goodbye to Rod and
that I would see him in a couple of days, definitely before I left
for overseas. He told me, "Jeff, I really did have a great time,
even though it was different, it was fun." I said the same thing and
then drove home. I saw Rod a couple of times after that before I left
for my next duty station. Nothing happened during those other brief
visits as we just talked, and I encouraged him to put his mind to it
and accomplish whatever he wanted out of life. It has been 7 months
since that most amazing ""Road Trip" and I still think of it fondly
and use those events for some of my fantasy images as I am beating
off. Certainly a once in a life time opportunity, and I am glad that
it knocked and I opened the door.
THE END