Date: Sun, 8 Dec 2013 09:45:13 -0600
From: Rob Bass <robbass.fraternity@gmail.com>
Subject: Break Down

This is taken from a Kindle book of short stories called Further Sexploits
of Rob Harris.

It is based on a series starting with the book Isla Paradiso where an
ordinary dude vacations at a Caribbean gay resort and transformed into a
sex crazed muscle stud.

And while it sounds cool, there's complications.

But what happens in this story isn't complicated at all since it's about a
couple of men finding time to do what men do best.

This is an adult story, so standard rules apply.

Also if able, please consider making a small donation to Nifty since it
provides you these great stories.


Shit, shit, shit!

I'm going down the highway in Illinois heading home when I hear a big clunk
and my SUV acts like it's in neutral.

I took my foot off the gas so I wouldn't blow my engine coasting to a stop
and I could brake but I had this dumb thought of going as far as possible
since I'm in the middle of bumfuck nowhere and coming to a stop on the side
of the road, I called for service and told they'll get back to me.

Sonofabitch.

Story of my life.

My SUV's five and a half years old and had a five year maintenance
contract. I was planning on turning it in a few months but of course here I
am in the middle of nowhere parked on the side of a highway.



My cell phone rang, "Mr. Harris, we're in luck since there's is a shop
nearby and the driver should arrive in the next half hour or so."

Cool. I was stripped down to a pair of very short nylon shorts and sneakers
since it's a warm day and comfortable for a long drive, what can I say?

I got out to grab the t-shirt in the back when a tow truck pulled up behind
me.

So much for half an hour, but I'm not going to complain about getting
quicker service at this point when out pops a big guy in bulky overalls,
moppy, unkempt hair and a couple days of beard.

"What's the problem?"



I told him what happened as he had me pop the hood and I came to the front
in case he wanted to show me something; otherwise I stayed out of his way
since I don't know squat about engines.

Standing behind I noticed broad shoulders and bent over what looked like a
hard muscled ass and turning he caught me staring at his beefy butt.

I was still holding my t-shirt in my hand which was good since I was
starting to noticeably stiffen up which isn't the smartest thing to do with
a guy who's looking more and more to be the size of Conan the Barbarian.



"Uh Mr. Harris...?"

"Rob please," and I got a big sexy smile.

Damn. I was on the verge of needing to walk to the side and jack off.

"Over here" pointing at the engine so I stepped over where he showed me I
was out of transmission fluid.

"Could be serious but I don't see anything else right now. It must have
leaked out pretty fast since it can cause a lot of damage if you've driven
too far and it could be just a seal but we need to get it to the shop to
see."



I nodded trying to figure out which card might have some credit available
while Kent (as I found out) pulled his truck around to the front and in
about three minutes flat I was in my t- shirt in Kent's cab.

The big dude is a talker asking me what I'm doing around here and I
mentioned I'm a trainer recently completing a job a couple of hours down
the road and jogged on this highway to maybe save a little time.

Kent laughed and told me how the road which linked two other major highways
was supposed to have brought a lot of traffic but they don't see much
beyond the farmers in the area and an occasional eighteen wheeler. Getting
up close and personal, Kent's a good looking guy under his scruffiness with
a handsome almost pretty face.



Within minutes Kent pulled off an exit into what looked like an old station
with a couple of bays where he told me most of his work's on farm equipment
but he got the station dirt cheap since it was abandoned by a major oil
company when the highway business didn't materialize.

The station's pretty isolated since there's nothing else around I could see
and letting me out he efficiently dropped my car down and we pushed it into
a bay over a lift.

"You have a swimsuit?"

"Excuse me?"

"Nothing else to do around here and I noticed you have a tan. Since it's
going to take me at least an hour to check things out you might as well get
some rays around back if you want."

I shrugged and rummaged through my bag pulling out the only suit I had with
me, one of those tan through micro bikinis. Oh shit.



"Uh maybe I'll just sit out in my shorts."

Kent came over and noticed the suit in my hand.

"Relax dude, it's only you and me for miles and I have a patio out back so
it's totally private. As far as I'm concerned, you can sit out in your
birthday suit if you want."

He tried to sound casual, but I was beginning to guess Kent wouldn't mind
if I did go bare.



The stud unzipped his coveralls a little exposing a big, really big
hairless chest and I wasn't sure if I'm getting the right signals from this
sexy dude, a problem when you have sucky gaydar.

It's so bad, friends are often in hysterics when a guy's practically
humping my leg and I'm still not sure if he's into me.

Yeah, yeah?old news.



Kent led me out a back door to a brick patio wedged between the back of the
station and a white somewhat dilapidated house.

"It's an old house I had moved here and I'm trying to renovate it but don't
seem to find the time to work on it."

Here in the back there was some decent outdoor furniture including a big
cushioned lounge chair.



"Make yourself at home, mi casa es su casa and all that" heading back to
his shop.

Screw it, I pulled off my sneaks and t-shirt, shedding my shorts and
pulling up my bikini I thought I saw a blond head in the window but
couldn't be sure as I spread out on the lounge chair and relaxed with my
mind drifting back to last night.



One of the attendees in my training recommended a bar known for their chili
so I thought I'd try it out. It was raining when I left the motel getting
steadily worse and pouring by the time I got to the bar. I discovered I was
the only one in the bar since all the locals had been listening to reports
of a bad storm coming in and the smart folk stayed home.



 I in the other hand hadn't tuned into the local news so here I was
slightly soggy and a lot hungry and the bartender was cool about the whole
thing; telling me it isn't like he could close up and go home anyway, so I
sat at the bar and started with a nice cold Corona.

 Ned the bartender suggested I take off my t-shirt since it was soaked and
'after all its just us two guys' handing me a small bar towel to wipe
myself down and I noticed Ned trying to be subtle looking out of the corner
of his eye as I moved the towel drying my pecs, arms and abs taking my time
giving the dude plenty to look at wondering if it would go anywhere.



 After a few minutes Ned brought out two big bowls of chili and showed me a
bar where you can toss in onions, cheese and other stuff, so I junked my
chili up and after getting us both fresh beers the bartender sat down next
to me with his own bowl.

Taking a bite, Ned commented, "You must work out a lot."

"A bit. I had a bunch of stress a couple of years ago, and took it out on
the weights."



 Close enough to the truth. I didn't feel like adding how final touches
were taken care of by a mystery love god fucking me silly on a Caribbean
island.

Keeping the topic where he wanted, Ned asked "So what are you most proud
of?"

"You mean of my body?" He nodded.

"My arms I guess."

I have a good body, but my arms are blown up. I was also proud because they
were the least changed in my mystery transformation and these babies had
been built by my hard work. Ned reached over and grabbed a bicep nodding
appreciatively.

I was horny and tired of the cat and mouse so I stood up and asked "why,
what do you think is my best feature?"

Ned got off his stool and walked around and leaning down he touched one of
my thick hairy legs, "well these are nice."

Coming around he scraped his hand over my six pak.

"You see these in models in magazines and teenagers, not guys our age any
more." he pegged me at around thirty and I was older but he didn't know
that.

 Lifting his hands he followed the curve of my shelf to my chest ending up
with thumbs flicking my nipples where big areoles punctuated by nubs that's
been used and abused for over a decade leaving me with fat puffy bullets
begging to be chewed.



I ended up screwing Ned's tight little ass several times that night and in
between fucks he would work my nips or tongue my horny ass.

 I offered my butt but Ned was pure bottom boy determined of taking full
advantage of a big hard dick never going down and by the time I unloaded in
his butt for the third time, Ned was a happy man as well as done.

We discovered the rain let up so after a good night shot, I headed back to
my motel and broke open a bag I bring when I travel by car containing some
good size dildos I needed to use since bartender Ned had horned my ass up
good with a damn fine rim job.



I came back to reality writhing on the lounge chair pinching a swollen
nipple and rubbing my crotch.

Damn.

 I looked over at the window but didn't see the big mechanic looking out.

The main reason I don't tan nude is because it doesn't take much for me to
get hard and having your rod swinging in the wind isn't very subtle, but of
course right now my tiny bikini was pulled away from my body with a dick
looking like it's trying to break free.

Geezus what next?



"Hey Rob you have a minute?"

Kent gestured over from the door and I put on my sneaks and walked over.

The big guy was near my car and his coveralls were now pulled off his torso
and hanging around his waist, actually way down his waist showing off his
wide shoulders and flaring muscle back and I could see the top of a jock
strap on his backside which had me salivating and turning around I saw a
massive chest and washboard stomach.

Daaaamn.



"You blew a seal. Fortunately like I said it happened so fast and you were
smart to turn off your engine quickly so it doesn't look like anything else
is damaged."

"Wow great."

"Bad news is I don't have the seal but I can get it couriered over. Its not
going to get here until about seven tonight if we go that route. Sorry
that's the best I can do."

I shrugged my shoulders, it is what it is.



"What time do you close today?"

"Since I live behind here it's no big deal. We'll get it tonight and won't
take long to put it in so we'll get you back on the road without too much
problem."

I looked at him and honestly didn't anticipate what happened next.

Kent stepped up grabbing one of my still swollen nipples and said "of
course there will be a surcharge for the extra service," and even my sucky
gaydar figured this one out so I grabbed his dick under the coveralls
realizing I can only grab a portion of it.

Hot damn.



Kent still playing with one of my nipples gave me a sexy grin, "Do you
think we can come up with something to occupy us for the next five hours?"

"Maybe, I was thinking a couple minutes ago about a guy who had my ass all
horned up last night and didn't take care of it; do you think you can help
me out?"

Kent laughed giving me a funny look. "You mean you didn't use any of those
big, fat dildos to ease your itch?"

I laughed, the bastard apparently checked out my bags in the back of the
SUV.

Shrugging "nothing beats the real thing;" Kent laughed then grabbed the
back of my neck to give a kiss like he's a man starving for another man.



The muscle stud looked at me, "You're ass really that horny?" I grinned and
nodded.

"Look we can play later, but right now?" I put a finger to his lips still
grinning.

Stepping back I dropped my suit turned around and bent over.

"Damn man."



I looked back to see Kent running a hand through his hair looking a little
helpless.

"Don't tell me you don't know what to do with this," wiggling my butt a
little.

Kent barked out a laugh breaking his freeze.

Diving down, the stud went to his knees driving his tongue in my hole.

My butt is muscled enough that spreading legs, my rosebud is available for
easy access and Kent took advantage of it pushing his spongy tongue in as
deep as possible.

Looking between my legs I saw Kent trying to pull out his dick and having a
lot of trouble because it was rock hard, and so big and thick it was
getting caught up in his coveralls and I didn't know whether to laugh at
his struggles or be a little worried.



I've taken big things before and it was pretty apparent this is going to be
one of those monster sizes.

I started chuckling when I realized I was drooling at the thought.

"What?"

I turned around bending down to lift this big boy up shoving my tongue down
his throat as we stood up.

"I think we need a slight change in plans," pointing to his still trapped
baseball bat.

Kent looked at me worried.



"Don't worry stud, I'm not only going to take it but I plan on taking it
all afternoon. We just need to start out a little easy so my ass won't be
damaged."

He nodded and chuckled with me.

"First these damn coveralls." I pushed them down to have his thick tree
branch smack me in the face and I couldn't resist taking a lick wrapping my
lips around his head causing Kent's body to buck.

"It's been awhile with someone."

I let off his cock finishing getting the coveralls off.

"Lube?" Kent went over to a drawer pulling out a giant container. I gave
him a raised eyebrow. "Mostly wishful thinking, it's more hand moisturizer
lately than lube."

I cracked up since that was a good one since I've never heard beating off
described that way before.



I spotted a low bench having the big stud lie down on his back and the
perfect height for what I needed.

Lubing his monster up, "I need to get my ass used to this baby, then it
will be all yours sexy man. Just be a little patient for another few
seconds."

"Stop then."

I looked at his face. "You're stroking my tool isn't going to have my
lasting very long."



We both chuckled as I swung a leg over and lined him up to my chute.

Sinking down the head tapped my entrance and even like this I could feel
the width of what I'm taking as I sank down a little more feeling my
sphincter stretching out.

I wasn't paying attention to Kent so shocked when I felt my nipples roughly
squeezed by strong thick fingers.

"Fuuuuuck," my knees buckled and I sank a couple inches down on his
telephone pole.



"Sonofabitch."

I closed my eyes trying to take a couple of deep breaths. Kent took one
hand around the back of my neck to pull me down for a kiss.

"Sorry dude."

I chuckled a bit as I regained my senses.

"Never apologize for this stud," as I took another two or three inches
inside me.



"I can't, I can't?..!" Ken bucked up driving more of his humongous tool in
as he flooded my hole and his body was jerking with every spurt of cream
shooting out before falling back to the bench and groaning as I took over
riding his still hard shaft still pumping fluid and lubricating my insides
with his cum.

I was finally hitting bottom and decided to pause a minute resting with him
completely inside me and we looked at each other grinning.



"Wow, I am really?."

I laughed, "Don't you dare say it." Knowing he was going to apologize for
cumming so soon.

 "Are you going to give me other loads?" I asked as I rode up and down a
few inches of his still rock hard pole and he nodded.

"Are you going to fuck my ass like it needs to be fucked?" I lifted myself
higher on his pole, ramming it back down, with Kent groaning and then
finally grinning as he nodded this time.

Normally I'm not this demanding, but my ass is really hungry and this
muscle man's pushing every button.



"Stud, are you going to?." Kent lurched up grabbing my waist and in an eye
blink I was now below his big body with him sliding his meat in taking his
time.

"Are you really ready?" now looking down at me.

"Hell yeah; Give it to me stud." Kent began picking up speed shoving his
fat rod in my starving ass and less then a foot above my face he leaned
down to lock our mouths together as he started jackhammering my hole with
his huge baseball bat.

Kent all of a sudden jerked up pulling his log from my ass. Frantically he
shifted around so his dick was over my face and I was able to wrap my lips
around his head as his juices started spurting down my throat and the stud
was still moving as he bent down to take my hard dick in one swallow, with
three fingers invading my ass, a poor substitute but it did the trick as I
started pumping my cream for him to swallow down his windpipe.



After the explosions subsided, Kent got up holding out a beefy hand to pull
me up and his big body pushed me against a wall to resume making out and we
were sweating like crazy and sticky with some jizz that escaped.

I wrapped a leg around him as he searched finding my butt and shoving a
couple of fingers in my hole making me moan.

"Seriously?"

"Dude, as far as I'm concerned we've only started to warm up."

He laughed for a second then dived on my swollen nubs.

Talking around his sucking and licking, "Damn these are sexy."

"Harder stud." And I felt him starting to chew.

"Oh yeah, harder."



I felt a second of hesitation, then his teeth clamping down on my needy
tits.

After a few minutes of abuse, Kent came up panting for breath and he looked
at me for a second, and getting some answer I didn't know he was asking
spun me around, bent me over and rammed his giant prod back in my hole and
with one hand on my shoulder and the other on my waist Kent pounded my
chute without mercy pile driving his massive slab inside, sometimes pulling
it completely out to ram it back to the hilt.



My cheek was flat against the wall with my eyes closed as I was basking in
the hard fuck Kent's giving me and I knew this mechanic was making up for
lost time as he pounded my ass to oblivion.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuck."

His word rose in tone as he jammed his monster down deep one last time
yanking me up to shove his tongue down my throat while once again his body
convulsed with each load of cum he was pumping inside as his head dropped
to my shoulder.

"I, I?."

He was out of it for a second so I twisted him around so his back was
against the wall. His huge chest was heaving and I smiled as I gave him a
couple of light kisses. The guy needed oxygen more than anything right now
although I did take advantage by licking his big sweaty tits while the stud
was recovering.



Finally coming back to earth, he smiled grabbing me for a long wet kiss.

"That was ?.wow..I don't know what that was." We chuckled.

Pushing himself off the wall, he went over to an old fridge in the corner
grabbing a few beers. We clinked bottles taking long draws to quench our
thirst.



Kent talked about how he learned his trade in the army and decided to
settle here and while he occasionally got laid around here, he mostly needs
to head over to Indianapolis or Dayton to get fucked. He told me how he
ends up bottoming a lot, since even size queens can only take him so much.

"Man and even then I don't have the opportunity to pound an ass like that."

We grinned again raising our bottles to each other.

"Another round?" He knew I wasn't talking about the beer.

"Seriously?"



He couldn't believe it, but I was ready for more since this stud's dick is
for the record books and I sure as hell am planning on taking full benefit
of the monster while I can.

When I nodded, he grinned grabbing my hard dick.

"More than willing man, but at some point I do want some of this myself."

I agreed.

We re-lubed his pole as I leaned over his work bench. Sliding his bat in
Kent still fucked me good, but not as frenzied as the last time so he
lasted longer, bound and determined to screw me in every corner of his
shop. After about an hour of getting my ass pounded Kent begged for a break
which didn't mean a beer but my shaft sinking into his muscled ass and we'd
trade off sometimes cumming in or on each other, sometimes with a slap of
the ass, announcing 'switch!' as the other sank their meat down the other's
chute.



At some point Kent got a second wind and really pounding my ass and I was
on some stand on my hands and knees as his beefy hands held my waist as he
slammed his club in and out of my hole.

"That looks hot."

Kent continued to fuck my ass although slowing down as a guy in jeans and a
work shirt with a name on it came into view.

"Hey John, got my seal?" In response the dude lifted a flat package in his
hand.

Kent pulled me up with his dick still filling my chute and his arm wrapped
around my chest, "John this hot man is Rob. Rob, John."



Both of us were grinning as we shook hands in the strangest introduction in
my life.

"You going to continue there or do you really want this?" waving what I
guess was the seal.

"Here's the problem dude. We've been screwing for about four or five hours
now and while I'm willing and god even needing to take a break, this guy
(squeezing his arm on my chest) just won't let up." John looked at me and I
shrugged still impaled on his monster.

Turning my head to give the muscle stud a quick kiss, I looked back at his
buddy, "Can you blame me?"



We both laughed as Kent slipped his pole out.

Walking over they did a hand slap like a tag team match and both looked to
see what I thought of the idea.

"How about a beer first while John shows me what he has to offer?"

Both guys got a kick out of the idea as John did a slow baring of his body
to Kent humming out a bad strip tune.

While Kent's a massive dude with a mop of hair and shaved everywhere else,
John sported a tight body with a treasure trail leading down to a nice
cock, certainly not nearly as impressive as Kent's tree branch, but nice
all the same.

It wasn't long before I was on my back with John sinking inside.



"Damn, how the hell can you be so tight if Kent's been working your ass so
long?"

I grinned, "Shut up and enjoy the ride," making John chuckle.

John was more into two dudes having sex together instead of the no holds
sports fucking that Kent and I were doing, so it was a little easier going
with a lot of kissing and rubbing each other's bodies. Shortly after, I had
his butt but it was when we were back in the original position of me on my
back and John inside when Kent joined back in.



John was giving me a nice slow fuck when he grunted, then moaned out a
"Geezus you asshole," and I heard a familiar chuckle behind him.

Kent had walked over and sunk his massive rod up John's ass.

John looked at me, "Damn he forgets what's swinging between his legs."

A face appeared over John's shoulder, "I didn't forget, I was just used to
the hungry stud below you bro. He takes me like a real man can."

A little more trash talking came out while dicks were filling up our holes.



"Here, he's all yours." John pulled out, pulling off of Kent at the same
time.

Kent moved up sinking his monster in, reminding me how much bigger the dude
is and at the same time John came over to feed me his juicy cock.

"I'm ready to blow any second anyway."

At that his dick swelled as a thick stream of liquid started to fill my
mouth.

Damn he tastes good.

Pulling back, Kent bent down to get some of John's cum for himself so we
locked lips as his dick did its number on my ass.

The stud fucked another load inside before letting me back up.



"You're done and it looks like everything is okay." I started to laugh
since I hadn't heard the engine running at all and John took all the credit
for distracting me and getting a high five from his buddy.

"Although I'd recommend you let the car sit overnight before driving it."

I looked at Kent and started cracking up since while I don't know cars at
all, I've never heard that one before.

Giving a level glance at Kent, he gave an embarrassed shrug, "It was worth
a try."



"How about telling me you make a good dinner and want to continue having
wild monkey sex tonight?" Kent formed a huge smile.



"I have a couple of steaks; I could make a salad too and was thinking we
should continue having wild monkey sex tonight;" We all laughed as I
shrugged an okay.

"Really?"

I grinned at his disappointment with my less then enthusiastic response.

"What? You want me to groan in delight at the prospect of riding that giant
rod all night long?"

"I want some of you too tonight."

We all grinned.



John split to head home to his girlfriend (go figure) while Kent and I
headed back to his house.

The house isn't in great shape but I could tell he's taking his time
renovating it room by room and doing a good job. The big stud grilled a
couple of steaks and other stuff, while he gave me the responsibility of
throwing together a salad, all of which was appreciated since spending an
afternoon fucking your brains out can work up an appetite.

We never put any clothes on or even took a shower, both of us reeking of
mansex and I had no problem with the idea since it just kept me hard
especially when the huge stud passed by to get something and I'd get a
whiff of the man.

I offered to do dishes after the meal which Kent readily agreed to quickly
discovering why; soaping up a dish Kent pressed behind me with his lubed up
telephone pole tapping my entrance and quickly sliding in when I leaned a
little forward over the sink.



It's been an hour or so since his shaft was inside and it was feeling
really fine.

"Hell yes stud, damn that's good."

"Come here," Kent pulled out pushing me over to the kitchen table and on my
back, he grabbed my legs wasting no time re-inserting his meat down my
craving hole and with his hands spreading my legs, Kent built up speed.



Releasing my legs, he leaned in to sink his tongue down my throat as he
changed speed, taking longer jabs and beginning to moan as his beefy arms
wrapped around hugging me tighter until feeling jizz pouring into my
chute. Kent was whimpering as each shot left his dick while I joined him
ending up with cum all over my chest and abs which Kent decided to lick off
while still draped over the kitchen table.



"You having dessert?"

Kent chuckled never lifting his face as he continued to tongue my body.

Once licked clean by the muscle stud, I was able to finish up the dishes
and with the house quiet I went to look for the big man finding him in his
bedroom. His mattress and box springs were on the floor with his big
muscled body spread out arms and legs pointing to each corner of the bed.

Kent was on his stomach with a pillow under his butt lifting it up in ready
invitation and to make sure I got the right message you could see his
rosebud staring at me shiny with lube.



I stroked myself once or twice, walking over to the bed and without saying
a word I leaned down to kiss a corner of his wide shoulder as I smoothly
slid inside his tight channel; with the beautiful man moaning as I bottomed
out.

I went slow and easy this time hearing whimpers from the big stud below,
fucking his hole for some time before finally bending down near his ear,
"Maybe we should take a shower sometime soon stud."

I gave a loud sniff. "I like the way you smell, but the problem is it keeps
me hard thinking how much more I want to do it with you."

Kent moaned again. "Then again maybe we should go out the back where we
could get dirtier and I should piss all over you first."

A huge loud groan escaped the studs' throat when he mumbled something I
didn't hear.

"What, what did you say?"

"Please."

Laughing I pulled out, slapping his butt for him to get up and seeing his
big club of a cock is hard and dripping.

Kent grabbed my body and pulling me in for another hard kiss.



The stud kneeled on the ground out in the backyard while I was a little
higher up on the porch and it took me a while but able to let go, pissing
over his hairless massive chest watching it catch in the deep crevices of
his abdominals while he'd move to make sure I covered him on his shoulders,
back, arms and head as he tilted his head back with his mouth open taking
the last remnants' of all the beer I've been drinking through the day.

After I finished Kent opened his eyes and smiled like he's a very happy
man, leaning forward to lock his lips on my cock trying to suck out a few
more drops.



We made it to the shower with his big meat rubbing my butt and sliding in,
leaving the thick tool inside while he soaped my back down, washing my hair
and running his hands along my body to clean and deeply erotic having his
tree trunk buried to the hilt as we washed up.

Pulling out we reversed so I could bury my tool and taking my time to be
sure I cleaned every inch of his big body as the huge guy stood there
enjoying the sensations.

"Let's try this."



Kent propped me up on a narrow ledge used to hold the soap and shampoo
finding it installed lower than usual and I realized he built it at the
exact height of his cock.

Back against the wall, ass precariously perched on the little ledge, his
thick shaft slid back where it's been spending most of the day and with the
water coming down he leaned in to drive our tongues in each other's open
mouths.

Reaching up Kent rubbed the head of my member making me flinch since I'm
really sensitive by now and it wouldn't take much to get me to spooge once
again. Chuckling he gathered the cream dripping out of my piss slit and
bringing it up to his mouth to merrily suck in the juices.

I couldn't take watching the big stud licking my jizz up with that blissful
smile on his face so I began spewing over both our abs and Kent grunted as
I vise-gripped his cock, giving me his latest load for the night.



We staggered to bed with big boy sprawling across and stuck on an edge I
chuckled at the idea how he must sleep alone a lot.

I was still wiped and able to fall asleep with no problem.



That was until I felt an ass enveloping my cock in the morning and I opened
my eyes to see a huge sexy body over me, sliding down my morning hard on.

"Morning."

Normally I'm a little grumpy and not too happy to be woken up, unless it's
something like this.

Sliding up and down, I got a grinning "Are you awake now?"

I grinned and nodded.

"Good."



Kent pulled off and rolled me over and I heard a lid being opened then a
cold lubed finger first circle, then enter my ass.

"This is what I really want," as Kent sank his massive log inside my now
very available chute.

I could have been pissed at the turn around, but his gi-normous cock felt
so good and the stud fucked at a nice pace giving me his morning spooge,
then rolling me over to swallow my cock whole so I'll pour my cream down
his throat.

After that the OJ and pancakes were anticlimactic even if they were good.



I didn't make it out of the damn service bay until long after lunch since
there were a few more rooms we needed to screw our way through, dumping
loads in each other throughout the morning and early afternoon.

Heading out I couldn't stop laughing.



I've had a bug up my ass to getting a new car exactly for this reason; and
maybe I need to rethink the idea as long as I manage to break down near
Kent's place!



I never saw the big, sexy man again but I thought about him every now and
then?especially when I got to be his size.

I belong to a secret gay group called The Fraternity and we transform into
big hunky never aging dudes?.and while a long story?twenty years later I
had a similar body and a dick even bigger than the studs, so I wondered
every now and then.

Kent was a pretty open guy and likely kinkier then he let on those couple
of days?.so what would he have wanted to do with another big man with an
equally massive tool?

Damn I should find a wreak and drive up and down the highway until it
breaks down to see!