Date: Sun, 01 May 2011 14:44:21 -0500 (CDT)
From: Stew <sdgrannd@usfamily.net>
Subject: Cross Country Adventures of Jon - Part 13

By 6:00 a.m. the next morning I had reached the town of Cynthiana and
immediately started walking along country road 36, sticking out my thumb at
every vehicle that passed by. With my perfectly formed muscular body and
tight ass in full view, it wasn't long before a car was slowing down and
eventually stopping. I ran up to the burgandy colored Ford and spoke to the
driver.

"Where ya headed" I asked.

" Chicago" the driver replied.

"Geat, mind if I join you?

"It's a long haul, and I would love the company." the driver exclaimed as
he gestured with his hand to hop in.

As we traveled northwest, I learned the driver's name was Jeff. He was
close to 40 years old, married with 3 kids. Jeff was on his way back home
from a work related seminar. He was a man of his word, talking pretty much
all the way to the windy city. He commented that after listening to all
those speeches, it was a nice change to talk back. Even though Jeff was an
attractive man there was no hint that he had anything but heterosexual
thoughts, which was alright with me. My ass was still sore from the "alien
abduction" the previous night.

Jeff was very anxious to get home. By the time we reached his home town of
Chicago Illinois, it was after midnight. Jeff was concerned about leaving
me downtown late at night, but I assured him that I could easily find a
hotel room for the night. We parted ways and I began my quest for a room. I
didn't find a hotel, but I located a gay bar called The Matrix. This was
familiar territory and I figured assistance was just inside the red door of
this establishment. Not realizing that it was closing time on a tuesday
night. The place was nearly empty as I sat on a bar stool and surveyed the
surroundings. Suddenly the bartender appeared, and informed me that it was
last call. I turned my head and smiled at him, "I'll take a seven seven".

As he mixed my drink I got a good look at this hunky, attractive young
man. He was average height with straight blonde hair parted in the middle
of his forehead, which was in contrast of his dark eyebrows and
sideburns. He sported a neatly trimmed mustache and a sexy butt chin. His
gray dress shirt revealed a swimmers build and the jeans he wore displayed
just a hint of his manly package.

I could see the bartender's deep blue eyes widen as he served my drink.

"Never seen you in here before, stanger" the bar keep stated.

"Just passing through" I informed him.

"The name's Kurt" the bartender announced as he took off his glasses,
cleaned them and winked at me before returning them back onto his face.

"Jon Parker" I answered, along with a mild lick of my lower lip.

"Since this is your first time in Chicago, the drink is on the house"

"Thanks Kurt, not only are you generous but your totaly hot to boot."

"Wow, you get right to the point, don't ya Jon, I like that".

Both of us felt an attraction towards one another and the flirting
continued as I slowly sipped my drink.

After chatting about our lives, the conversation turned towards sex.

"So Kurt, tell me your deepest darkest sexual secret" I joked.

"Keep it up funny man and maybe you'll find out" Kurt said as he stared
into my green eyes.

"I can keep it up, all night long sunshine"

Kurt laughed out loud, resting his hand on my wrist.

Talking smut with Kurt was extremely entertaining, but it dawned on me that
I still needed a place to sleep.

"Your awesome Kurt, but I mainly came in here to find out where the nearest
hotel was located, can you help me out"

"I can help you out in more ways than you can image, Jon. Why don't you
come to my place and I'll show you my deep dark secret".

The prospect of romping naked in bed with Kurt was overwhelmingly inviting,
a temptation I could not resist. I accepted his proposal with anticipation.

Soon we were riding the subway through Chicago trying desperately to keep
our hands off each other. My heart raced wildly as Kurt used his key to
open the door to his apartment. As soon as the door was closed, I pulled
Kurt towards me and placed my mouth onto his full lips and kissed him
passionately. As our tongues touched, my libido sky rocketed into
overdrive. Each of us trying desperately to reach the tonsils of the
other. Kurt was unbelievalely receptive to my advances and eagerly open to
fullfill both of our desires.

Kurt's hands slowly explored my buff body and I returned the favor. Our
mouths never seperated as we tenderly started to remove each others
clothes. It was then that I discovered Kurt's deep dark secret. Kurt had a
very hairy body. Tiny blonde fur covered almost his entire body. What
turned me on the most was Kurt's hairy ass. It must be the caveman DNA that
gave me an instant hardon whenever I saw a guy with a hairy butt. The lust
for sexual intercourse increased dramatically by the thoughts of hairy anal
pleasures.

I expressed my desire to Kurt to fuck his furry hole. However, Kurt was
more interested in my throbbing piece of cock meat. Kurt got on his knees
and devoured my raging knob with gusto, sucking madly as he looked up into
my eyes with unobstructed pleasure. I placed my hand on the back of Kurt's
head and guided my meat deep into his hungry throat. My hips bucked back
and forth as I fucked his mouth. My luck had again led me to this moment,
where I was getting my dick sucked by a totally hot guy with a hairy
ass. Another one of my fantasies was being fullfilled. Now it was time to
turn the tables, Kurt's suction was going to make me shoot and I wanted to
save my load for his furry rear end.

I lifted Kurt up off the floor and lowered my body before him. Blonde hair
covered his entire balls to the point where only their shape was evident. I
placed my lips on Kurt's hard rod and he shoved his cock into my oral
cavity. As Kurt impaled my throat with his pounding shaft, I reached around
and massaged his enticing hairy back door.

My hands were squeezing Kurt's fuzzy buttocks hard as I fed on his uncut
organ.

My sex drive was considerably heightened by the aspect of fucking a tight
hairy crack, therefore I gave everything I had in orally satisfying
Kurt. Soon the young buck was releasing his hot cream into my mouth which I
swallowed willingly.

As soon as I tongue cleaned Kurt's spent prick, I manuvered him towards a
lazy boy chair. I turned Kurt around and he grabbed the arms rests for
support as I spread his legs and dove in face first. My tongue instantly
lapped up and down on Kurt's furry hole. My hands explored the hairy
landscape of Kurt's butt cheeks as my tongue made its way deep into his
canal.

Kurt moaned loudly as I rimmed his sweet fuzzy fanny. After a while Kurt
was begging me to fuck him, who was I to argue. What a coinsidence that
Kurt's deep dark secret of having a hairy ass was also my deep seeded
fantasy, and now it was going to come true. I stood up and slowly plunged
my rock hard dripping member into Kurt's cavity, making sure I felt his
fuzzy hole scrape my shaft as it entered his pooper. The experience of the
intial insertion almost made me cum right then and there. I pounded Kurt's
prostrate with every inch of my engorged boner, riding him like an animal
in heat, til my climax erupted into an explosion of hot spunk ejected into
Kurt's anus. The immense orgasm was one for the record books and I will
always remember that night with a hot bartender.

With our bodies drained, Kurt and I slept naked together, waking up late in
the morning. Both of us were hard and energized as we again emerged our
bodies together for a some wild carnal intercourse. This time Kurt fucked
my ass and emptied his load of cream deep inside my stern.

Kurt insisted that I remain in Chicago for a few days, he knew a couple of
buddies who would really enjoy a foursome.

That day Kurt showed me the sites of the windy city, followed by a
boundless array of naked men who gathered at Kurt's apartment for a night
of thrusting and sucking. The orgy ended up consisting of 6 young guys, all
of whom had a ceaseless sex drive and an abundant amount of determination
to please me.

One of Kurt's friends had to help out his parents over the weekend and
offered me a lift to Cedar Rapids Iowa on one condition.

Yep, you guessed it. I had to blow his load whenever he requested it. As
fortune would have it, of all of Kurt's friends, this guy had the biggest
dick of them all.

I was dropped off at a Stop & Go just off of highway 380, where I was
certain my adventure would lead me to new and exciting directions.