Date: Fri, 30 Jul 1999 11:34:54 PDT
From: River Rat <riverrat56@hotmail.com>
Subject: On the Road - episode 10

On the Road
Episode 10

Watching Mike leave was a very difficult thing to do. The empty feeling in
my gut was haunting me. I had been a lone and isolated for nearly a month,
and it seemed like a good time to find a city, and be around life for
awhile. Pouring over maps while drinking my morning tea, I decided to go
towards Santa Fe. Albuquerque was my second choice, but didn't hold the
same mystique of the old west. Looking at my Rout 66 guidebook, I was
surprised to read that the highway had originally gone into Santa Fe,
before being rerouted through Albuquerque.

I continued on US 60 and turned north on US 285. It was a lonely stretch of
road, but I soon found myself on the outskirts of Santa Fe. The roads and
street were all at odd angles, and I found myself getting lost and confused
in the traffic. At one stoplight, I caught a glimpse of a multi-storied
adobe hotel, The Eldorado. It looked so beautiful and stately, and I knew
that I wanted to stay there. The RV was nice, but I was tired of small
spaces, and a shower that you couldn't turn around in. I needed some
luxury, some pampering.

I found a parking space on a back street, and walked into the hotel
lobby. I immediately felt under-dressed, but was welcomed by the desk
clerk. She was a beautiful girl, golden brown skin tone, and dark hair and
eyes. She looked doubtful when I said I didn't have a reservation, but went
to the computer and finally came up with an empty room. It seems there was
some conference going on in the hotel, and they were nearly full. When I
handed her my credit card, I had a sudden fear that it would be
rejected. It's hard to keep up with bills when you're one the road, but
luckily, it went through.

After returning to the RV, moving it to the hotel lot, I packed a bag and
entered the magnificent hotel as an official guest. The room was beautiful,
with Native American patterns on the bedspreads and drapes. It was large
and cool, and had cable TV. I was only there a few minutes before I filled
the large tub, and prepared for a soak. I wished I had some salts or bubble
bath, but I guess I would have to rough it.

I soaked for an hour, until my skin shriveled and my stomach growled. I
changed into some clean clothes, some of the nice ones I seldom
wore. Walking the streets of Santa Fe was a real treat, but it seemed
strangely quiet for 6:00 in the evening. I found a wonderful little cafe,
The Shed, and enjoyed some great Mexican food. Watching and listening to
families and friends laugh and talk made me feel lonely.

Returning to the hotel, I changed into some workout clothes, and headed for
the gym. There were a few people around, but they seemed busy and too
preoccupied to start up a conversation. After a short workout, I stripped
and entered the sauna just off the men's locker room. I kept my towel
tightly wrapped as I entered, not completely comfortable with being naked
in a public setting. The heat felt great on my body, and I soaked it up for
a good ten minutes, completely alone.

With a quick shower, I dressed and returned to the room. I surfed the
channels, not finding anything to hold my interest. Some of the in-house
movie channels looked interesting, so I splurged on one about night
nurses. I can remember when this type of movie would make me horny, but I
was almost bored with all the jiggling tits and boring plot. I thought
about jerking off, even found some hand lotion, but was just too
restless. I thumbed through the directory of services, and noticed that
they had a roof top hot tub. I'd had a bath and a shower today, but what
the heck, the hot tub sounded interesting. I put on my suit, and was
reminded that I needed to shop for a better one, maybe a Speedo, but at
least one that wasn't old and frumpy. I found the tub, just a short walk
from the gym. The sun was just about to set, and I sat in the tub to get a
'ring side seat.'

I was only alone for a few minutes when he appeared. He was a tall beefy
African-American, about 6', maybe 180 pounds. He was not a gym rat, but was
in decent shape, not unlike myself. I was so starved for conversation, that
I uttered the first words.

"Hi, welcome, the waters great. Did you catch that sunset?"

"Yeah, it's beautiful. I came up here yesterday too late, so I planned
ahead to be here for sunset, and I still almost missed it. By the way, I'm
Jesse."

"Hi, I'm Josh. Let me scoot over here, so you can face the sunset."

Jesse sat quietly as we both enjoyed the view. I was not prepared for the
chill after the sun went down. I had been in the desert for so long that I
had forgotten the weather in the higher altitudes. I lowered myself down to
my neck as the first chill raised 'goose bumps.'

Jesse noticed and said "It does get cool at night. Have you ever been to
Santa Fe before."

"No I haven't. I've always wanted to visit here, and have heard lots about
it. Are you from here?"

"No, I live in Denver. I'm here attending the conference, but I've been to
Santa Fe many times. This is my first time to stay in the Eldorado. A guy
could get used to this luxury."

We continued the conversation for about 10 minutes, till I felt like mush
and needed to get out of the tub. I slipped my body up to the ledge, and
wrapped the towel around my waist. Jesse stood to do the same, and that's
when I saw it. His swim suit clung to his body like plastic wrap. His cock
hung down his left leg, and obviously was not supported by a liner or a
jock. It wasn't hard, but it definitely had shape and substance. Jesse
seemed completely unaware that he was giving me a show. He put his towel
around his shoulder and moved to a lounge chair. I sat in one opposite, to
catch a better view of his cock. We continued our conversation about the
city, history, shopping, eating. At one point Jesse lifted his knees to his
chest, I think for warmth, and had to readjust his cock. I sprung an
erection, and was forced to move my towel to my lap.

"I'm getting cold, how about joining me in the sauna?" was his invitation.

"Sure, that would be great. I was in there earlier."

I followed him down the steps and into the gym, through the locker room,
and into the sauna. I was thinking about stripping the suit off, but
decided not to. I had to remember that not every man was open to my
advances, and Jesse had given me no indication of any sexual
interest. Through our conversation I learned that he was married with 2
young children, worked as a substance abuse counselor, and was attending
the conference alone. His wife was also away visiting her family in
Chicago, and he had been alone for 2 weeks, and she was not returning home
for another week. My devilish mind was thinking that he would be one horny
guy. The conference ended tomorrow, and he was heading for home the
following morning.

"How about a quick drink? We could change clothes and meet in the
lobby. There's got to be some place around here still open."

"I don't drink, but I'd be glad to go out for a coke."

Jesse was the first to stand, and I was rewarded by an up close and
personal view of his crotch. His suit had dried, so the definition was not
as good as before, but I could tell that this guy had lucked out in the
cock department. I waited till he was out the door before I stood, neatly
covering my excitement with the towel.

We divided and arranged to meet up in about 10 minutes in the lobby. There
was a bar right there, but we decided for a walk around the square. I was
amazed by how quiet this town was after dark. We passed a few homeless men
lying on the grass in the square, and Jesse began to talk about his
work. We continued to walk and talk, until we found a restaurant just off
the main square.

"You must be very lonely being away from your wife so long."

"Yeah I am. Attending the conference has kept my mind off it, but the
nights have been difficult. I've been watching TV in my room a lot, but
that's getting old. I watched a few pay movies, but that gets expensive,
and the ones late at night only make me horny and remind me that I'm
alone."

"I know what you mean. I've only been divorced a few months, and the
loneliness and boredom get to me. That's part of the reason I've taken off
on my journey, and I must admit, I've met lots of interesting people and
seen lots of neat places. I was feeling especially lonely tonight, and was
glad that we met. I've enjoyed our conversation, and almost hate to go back
to my room."

We returned to the hotel room, and arranged to meet the following evening
at sunset in the hot tub. I watched a little more TV before falling asleep
with the set still on. I slept late, enjoying the luxury of the big bed and
clean sheets. I dressed and quickly found myself on the street of Santa
Fe. I had just gotten used to the town being quiet when that impression was
completely shattered by busy streets, shops, and vendors everywhere. This
was definitely a morning town!

My favorite activity was the Palace of Governors. The Native American
artisans had some beautiful jewelry, pottery, and crafts. I only wished I
had space in the RV, but had to settle far a silver and turquoise money
clip and key ring. I even bought a T-shirt with Kokapeli, the magical and
mischievous humped back flute player. I found myself looking forward to
meeting Jesse later that day. I ate a late lunch, and returned to the room
for a nap. I woke up about five and went to the gym for a short workout. I
was surprised and glad to find Jesse there on an exercise bike. I took the
bike next to his.

"I thought you'd still be in the conference."

"I didn't realize that the final day ended earlier. I've been free since
3:00. Thought about looking you up, but never got your last name, and
couldn't remember your room number. Have you had dinner yet?"

"No I haven't. Do we have time to eat before sunset?"

Jesse looked at his watch, then replied "Not really. I don't like to eat in
a hurry. How about we kill another hour up here, watch the sunset, and then
go out?"

"Hey, that sounds like a plan. I don't work out much, can you show me
around some of this equipment?"

"I'm no expert, but I think I can show you some stuff."

Jesse helped me with the bench press, and spotted me on the lifts. Lying on
my back with him just above my head gave me a excellent view of his
crotch. He had on some underwear or supporter, but I could clearly admire
his bulge. I had to be careful not to become erect, and my thoughts
continued to move towards sex.

I spotted Jesse as he out-lifted me on his first try. I was not wearing
anything under my shorts, and noticed that Jesse sneaked a peek up my leg
hole. I felt the uneasy stirring, but also knew that guys are prone to
check out each other when they think it's safe.

"How about a sauna before the hot tub?"

"I wouldn't mind a quick shower to wash off this sweat."

We both striped and showered. Try as I might, I was not in the right place
to see his cock. I tried to be causal about my nudity as I grabbed a towel
and entered the sauna. Jesse was right behind me, also nude. Man, if I had
a cock like that, I'd use every opportunity to show it off. At first he
laid his towel across his lap, but as he relaxed, he let it slip off, and
put it on the seat beside him.

"It time to move to the hot tub" Jesse said, interrupting my personal
admiration daydream.

"Oh, darn. I don't have my suit with me. I didn't expect to stay at the gym
this long."

"Hey, I saw some suits for hotel guests in the locker room. I guess it pays
to stay in a fancy hotel."

I wrapped the towel around me, and went looking for the suits. I found them
on a shelf near the towels. They were all black, but were much smaller that
what I typically wore. There was not one my size, so I had to wear one a
size smaller.

"Man, this thing is tight" I complained to Jesse. "They didn't have my
size, but I think I can manage with this one." I said as I adjusted my cock
into the tight suit.

"You know, I hate this suit my wife bought. I think I'll try one of those
suits too. I've always wanted to try a more modern style."

Jesse slipped off his baggy suit, and retrieved a suit identical to
mine. He wore a larger size, and I couldn't help but notice that he had
difficulty stuffing his cock in the tight quarters.

"Tight fit?"

"Tighter than I expected. Either I'm used to baggy suits, or I've gained a
little weight."

"Well, if you've gained weight, I'd like to gain weight in the same place!"
I said with a smile.

"I was wondering when I'd get the first big cock joke. It's not a good as
most guys think. I can't walk through a men's locker room without
stares. I'm a walking stereotype. People tend to look down there instead of
your face. I have to buy baggy clothes to hide the bulges. And don't get me
going about hiding erections! That’s just impossible. I can't tell you
how many times I've wished that I was just normal."

"You know, I've never thought about it. Most guys get so hung up on size,
bigger is better, that we don't realize that there are disadvantages. I've
probably wished that I were bigger as often as you wished you were
smaller."

I followed his ass up to the hot tub. It's not his best asset, but worth
looking at just the same. There were already other people in the tub, so we
had to squeeze in. I anticipated the view I was about to see, but when
Jesse finally stood to leave, I was disappointed. I guess the added support
of the suit took away the impact of the free-swinging dick. We picked up
our exercise clothes in the gym, and went to our rooms to dress for
dinner. I suggested eating at The Shed, and he agreed, already aware of its
reputation for great food. We laughed, joked, and generally had a good
time. Although I normally don't drink, I did enjoy a Margarita, and felt a
little woozy as we returned to the hotel.

"Hey, it's early. How about watching a movie in my room? I'm leaving
tomorrow, but I can sleep late. I'd really enjoy the company."

"Sounds great. What on tonight?"

As we entered Jesse's room, I began to surf the channels. Jesse went into
the bathroom, and I could hear the urine hit the bowl.

"Mind if I change into something more comfortable?" he asked.

"Not at all. Only wish I had thought of that."

Looking into the mirror, I watched the reflection of Jesse changing
clothes. He slipped into some sleeping shorts and a T-shirt, and I was
immediately aroused that he wasn't wearing any underwear.

"Why don't you take off your shoes and socks and relax"

"Thanks, don't mind if I do." I got myself comfortable and continued to
search for a movie.

Jesse sat down on the bed nearest me. "Find anything yet? Here's the movie
guide, check out those pay movies, got to be something interesting."

"Well, lets see, it's 10:15pm, all the movies here are adult." I read down
the list of goofy names, all erotic sounding. Jesse suggested one, but it
didn't start right away. I shifted my chair to get more comfortable, but
also to be able to see him in the mirror. I also needed to pee, and left
the room. Jesse poured two drinks from a bottle he had, and got himself
adjusted with the pillows from both beds. As the movie began, I was as
engrossed in watching Jesse in the mirror as I was the movie. This one was
a little better than the one I saw the previous day in my own room. There
was actually frontal nudity, and the sexual acts were approaching hardcore.

Jesse adjusted his cock several times, and I could clearly see his
erection, again down his left leg, almost longer than the shorts. He rubbed
it as he watched the movie, and was increasingly aroused. I in turn had to
adjust my cock, which was hopelessly tangled the front fly of my Jockey
shorts. Jesse noticed my struggle, but only momentarily, quickly returning
to the movie.

"Man, this movie is more than I expected."

"Yeah, I know what you mean, what me to switch channels?"

"No, I paid for it and I'm going to finish it."

As his arousal increased, I watched him more that the movie. I thought I
was being very coy, when I suddenly made eye contact through the mirror as
he rubbed his cock. I quickly diverted my eyes, but not soon enough. I was
immediately embarrassed, but so horny that it didn't really matter. I
returned my gaze, knowing that he knew I was watching. Jesse rubbed his
cock, and soon his head was below the leg hole. It was shinny and glistened
in the light. I felt brave, and began to rub myself. I caught him looking
at me in the same mirror.

"Man, I'm just too horny. It's been two weeks and I'm about to bust. I'm
going to the bathroom."

He started to leave as I replied "Stay there. I've seen it before. We all
jack-off. Enjoy the movie and I'll look away."

"Thanks man, this is just too much." Jesse replied as he slipped down his
shorts below his but. I could now see his giant cock. It had thick veins,
and dark shaft and softer pink head. I could not take my eyes off his tool
as he began to stroke in earnest. He was slow, watching the movie. I
avoided eye contact, but continued to be in awe of his cock.

I was being bold when I asked "How big is that thing? I've never seen one
that big."

"It's about 9 inches. I haven't measured it since I was a kid. I once
earned extra money in college making a jerk-off movie. It never showed my
face, only my cock. It was a weird experience, jerking off in front of the
camera guy and the director. Had trouble getting it this hard, like now,
but was able to shoot for the camera."

"Mind if I watch? I've never seen a guy jerk off before" I lied.

"Well, that's kind of weird, but…ok. My wife would kill me if she knew
what I was doing."

I turned my chair to watch him directly. I wanted to reach out and help
him, but I wasn't invited. He had his hands full as he pumped up and
down. One hand found his balls, and worked them awhile."

"How does your wife take that thing? And a blow job must hurt her mouth."

"I have to be very careful, or I'll hurt her. She only tried a blow job
once, gagged, and gave up. Told you, being big has its down side."

"I bet the size queens would fight to get a grip of that thing."

"I've had more than one proposition in locker rooms and public
bathrooms. Was never really tempted. Good thing I'm not there tonight, I
could do something stupid. I've never stepped out on my wife, and don't
ever plan to, but man, I've got to get off in the worst way."

I continued to watch as he brought himself to orgasm. I didn't know what to
expect, but his first volley of cum hit the wall behind his head. He
continued to stroke, as the second and third spurt hit his chest and
tummy. The remainder dribbled over his fist and cock.

"Man that was incredible. Knowing that you were watching me was weird but
erotic. It's your turn, and I get to watch you."

"Sure, whatever!" was my reply, as I quickly removed my pants and
shirt. Jesse shifter to get a better view, as I stroked my cock. I put my
feet on the bed and bent my knees, giving me access to my balls and ass. I
inserted a finger, and Jesse watched in amazement. I was so turned on, that
it only took a few minutes to reach orgasm. My cum blasts were not as
powerful, and only landed on my tummy. I closed my eyes and rested. When I
opened my eyes, Jesse was watching the movie, and stroking his soft cock.

"Hand me that box of Kleenex, please."

"Yea, sure." He said absently, watching the movie. He was now gone into a
sexual trance, and I could have been on Mars.

This time was much slower. He used lotion, and made lots of slurping
noises. He even inserted a finger, just as I had done, and I could see the
look of surprise on his face as he realized that he liked the feeling. His
balls pulled up tight as he blew his second wad. It was not impressive,
just dribbled over his hand. I could tell he was exhausted as he cleaned up
and slipped his shorts back up. When the movie ended, I said goodnight and
left. I returned to my room, also exhausted from a full day.

As I awoke, and remember the previous evening's activity, I wondered if I
would ever see Jesse again. I knew that he would be checking out of the
hotel today. As I wondered between being awake and asleep, my phone rang.

"Hello"

"Hi, It's Jesse. Hope I didn't wake you. How about breakfast? My treat."

"Sure, that would be nice. When and where?"

"Downstairs, in the hotel restaurant, say in a half hour?"

"Great, see you then."

A surge of excitement grew within me. I wondered why he would call me. Does
he want to do it again? Go further?

Jesse had a smile on his face and a firm handshake. We sat at a nice table,
and looked at the menu. He ordered first then myself.

"I bet you're wondering why I called this morning."

"Yeah, that was going though my mind."

"I've been thinking a lot about last night. I guess I'm feeling lot of new
stuff, and having trouble sorting it all out. I've never thought about
another man sexually, that is till last night. I can't ignore the fact that
at one point, we were no longer watching the movie, but each other. I liked
having you watch me, and I got off watching you. Right now, I'm hard just
thinking about all of this."

"Me too" I said quietly, not wanting to disrupt the mood.

"It's taking all the willpower I've got, not to jump your bones right
now. I've never wanted that before. I've been married ten years, and have
never fooled around. Part of me wants to ignore that fact, and the other
part of me wants to get in the car and drive home as fast as I can, never
looking back. I guess the real answer lies somewhere in the middle. That's
why I called you this morning. As scared as I am, I need to deal with these
emotions now. Doing therapy has taught me a lot about human behavior, and I
couldn't let this just go."

"Jesse, I have lots of emotions flowing through me as well. I'm not
married, so my situation is very different."

He replied "It took a lot of soul searching to come to the conclusion that
I was tremendously turned on last night, afraid to touch you, but wanting
more. But what we did last night…that's as far as it can go. The guilt
is already building, but I can live with that. Can we spend the day today,
and go no further than before?"

"Let me understand you. Your attracted to me, would like to mess around,
but don't want to 'hang curtains' with me. No touching, sucking, or other
stuff."

Jesse snickered at the reference of curtains. "Yeah, that's right. I'd like
to spend the day, but cannot, must not, have sex with you. Can we do that?"

"Well, that's a new one, but yes, I can do that. Can we jerk off together?"

"I'm counting on it!"

We ate breakfast, and talked about the activities for the day. He had
pretty much explored Santa Fe, and wanted to explore further out. The
logistics of checking out, driving two vehicles was all worked out. We
decided to tour Bandelier National Monument, about an hour away, and
possibly Los Alamos, if time permitted. Bandelier has a campground, so
we'll leave the RV there, and tour in his car. It was difficult to leave
the table with out some major adjustment to my pants. I could see that
Jesse has the same problem. I began to wonder if I could be around him all
day without raping his body.

Jesse led the way to Bandelier, stopping at several road side stands for
some chili peppers and souvenirs for his kids. Finally we arrived, dropped
off the RV and went down to the visitor's center. I retrieved two water
bottles for the hike through the ruins. Sexual stuff was put aside as we
read the guidebook at the various stops along the trail. At the end was a
shaded creek, a good place to rest and cool off. There was a second hike,
to a cave with ancient paintings, a mile and a half walk. After a short
rest, we decided to go for it. We were alone as we followed the trail.

"Stop a second, I've go to take a leak."

I replied "Sure, me too."

Jesse made no attempt to cover himself, as he hauled out his giant cock. I
watch in awe as his stream started, hitting the brush and ground. He shook
off the last few drops, giving me a show in the process. He looked around
to make sure we were alone, and then began to work his shaft.

"Cut that out. You made me hard, now I can't piss."

"One good thing about normal sized cock, they get real hard. I tend to be
only half hard most of the time."

"What a price to pay for a King Kong cock!"

"I told you, it's not all it's cracked up to be."

"I'd like to try it out for a week and find out."

"I'd let you if I could."

Slowly, and with much concentration, I was finally able to piss. We found
the cave, and enjoyed the paintings. Afterwards, we decided to go up the
hill further and enjoy the view. I was pretty sure that Jesse was ready to
jerk-off and was looking for the right place.

When we arrived at the top, he smiled and said "Wow, sure is hot, I think
I'll loosen up my clothes to cool off."

"It's likely to only make you hotter. I know it will me."

"How about some nude sunbathing?" he suggested with a wicked smile on his
face. "I need to freshen up my tan, getting a little light."

We each took our time undressing.  It felt like a pretty safe place for
some nudity. I spread some of my clothes on the ground to lay on. We
arranged ourselves so that we could see each other. I got out the sunscreen
and began to coat my body. I really wanted Jesse to rub it in, but kept my
promise. I saved my cock and balls for the last, and was really getting
into my erection.

"Hey, hand me some of that sunscreen. Don't want to burn down here."

We each continued to rub the lotion in. I slowed down in order to watch
Jesse. His soft organ began to stiffen, but didn't grow much bigger when
erect. He was really getting into himself, with occasional glances to my
body. Unlike him, I double in size when erect, and was giving him a great
show. It took every ounce of willpower not to take over his
manipulations. We stretched out the activity, stopping when we got to
close, taking turns giving each other a show.

It seemed that Jesse was going to be first. He was really close, and I
could see his face grimace in that look guys get when they're ready.  A
motion near the edge of the trees caught my eye. I pretended that I didn't
hear it and looked away, but carefully shifted my gaze and caught sight of
park ranger, green uniform and smoky bear hat. I felt a sudden surge of
fear that was short lived, as the man had his cock out and was stroking his
cock while watching Jesse. He was young, about 25, thin, with no facial
hair. He was staring at Jesse, who was at that moment enjoying his orgasm,
cum everywhere on his chest, tummy, and hands.

I began to build towards my own orgasm. I knew the Jesse and the ranger
were looking at me now, and I wanted to give them a great show. I was
really into my balls and asshole, wanting something more to fill me up. I
looked up and made eye contact with the ranger. He cock was respectable,
and looked shinny with pre-cum. The second our eyes met, he disappeared
behind a tree.  I soon felt my body tense up and prepare for release. Jesse
was watching intently, still stroking his soft cock with his own cum. I had
to close my own eyes when I came. My own cum was now on my tummy, filling
my navel, and covering my fist. I looked around to find the voyeur, but
couldn't see him. I sure hoped he was able to get off as well.

We rested a few more minutes, before cleaning up the sticky mess and
getting dressed. I was really thankful of the water bottles. We hiked down
past the cave, and returned to the visitor's center. I never saw anyone
following us, but desperately wanted to get a better look at the ranger was
watching us. I wasn’t sure that I got a good enough look to recognize
him, but was sure I would recognize that cock.

 Jesse dropped me back at the RV and left for home. I wanted to hug him,
but thought better of it. My hand was all I dared extend, but found
pleasure knowing where our hands had been earlier. I was really ready for
some rest as he drove away.  I wished him well dealing with his awakened
sexual interests while keeping his commitments to his family. I knew that
it would be a difficult path to walk.