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Anderson Cooper Investigates Part Ten
"Fuck!" Meteorologist Adam Berg banged his hands violently upon the steering wheel of the SUV. He tried the ignition again and the engine made a sick gurgling sound. "Hell!" He looked out the windshield into the blowing snow. His first on-location shoot and he was stuck in the middle of the Minnesota blizzard in the middle of God knows where! He tried the ignition again. This time there was no sound. "Great!"
He frowned and sat a moment in silence. The chill of the unusual October blizzard cut through him despite his heavy coat. He was going to freeze death. He shivered and his teeth chattered. He was on the verge of hysteria when the glare of oncoming head lights caught the cute blonde's attention. Adam excitedly pressed the horn on the steering wheel.
PBS naturalist Marty Stouffer slowed his 4 by 4 to a roll as he caught sight of the SUV just ahead of him. He was on his way to a shoot dealing with the winter habitat of the local wildlife for a forthcoming program. He wouldn't have stopped at all but the blare of the horn indicated some one was in trouble. He frowned. What kind of idiot would have ventured out in this weather in the first place. He brought the vehicle to a stop and climbed out of the 4 by 4.
Adam Berg saw the figure climb from the vehicle and make his way to his SUV. The man's parka and hat made discerning the man's features difficult. As the man neared the driver's window, Berg rolled it down.
"Problems?" Stouffer offered.
"Yeah," Berg was instantly taken by the handsome features of the hunky daddy type. "It won't start back up." He grinned helplessly.
"Uh huh," Stouffer's cock stirred in his long johns. The guy was a sexy young twink.
"Can you help me with it?" Berg's throat was dry. He couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to be fucked by the hot daddy.
"Really don't think so," Stouffer nodded, plotting a way to fuck the shit out of the cutie. "But I could offer you a lift into town until the blizzard lifts."
"I guess that's better than nothing," Berg brightened; turned on by the prospect of being along with the hottie.
"Come on," Stouffer offered.
Berg nodded and stepped out of the SUV. He pretended to drop the keys and bent to retrieve them from the snowy ground. Berg knew he had a hot ass and had deliberately chosen the designer jeans just for the way they hugged his bubble butt. The affect took hold as Stouffer licked his lips and rearranged his boner at the sight of the tight bubble butt. Berg caught the action from between his legs and stood confidently. He walked ahead of Stouffer to Stouffer's 4 by 4, deliberately twitching his butt. Stouffer grinned. The twink was a cock tease. Well, before the end of the night, he'd find out whether or not the kid's ass could take a real cock. He followed Berg and climbed in the vehicle. Berg followed suite and deliberately brushed his thigh against Stouffer's.
"Let's go." Stouffer announced.
Berg nodded as Stouffer tried the ignition. The 4 by 4's engine revved but the vehicle only jerked a bit when Stouffer pressed the accelerator. Stouffer frowned and tried to reverse the vehicle, but nothing happened except the growling of the engine.
"Damn!" Stouffer lifted his hands from the wheel in agitation. "We're stuck."
Berg wasn't completely stupid. He hadn't missed that Stouffer hadn't released the emergence brake. "I guess so," Berg shrugged and grinned. He pressed his thigh closer to Stouffer's.
"I guess so." Stouffer dead panned. "What do we do in the mean time?" Stouffer intimated deliberately.
Berg played coy. "I dun no."
"Its gonna get pretty cold out here," Stouffer pressed. "It isn't good to leave the heat running. How are we gonna stay warm?"
"Well....." Berg turned in his seat a bit and Stouffer half expected the twink to rip open his pants and devour his cock. "We could tell stories."
"Stories," Stouffer couldn't hide the surprise and disappointment from his tone. "What, like bed time or ghost stories?"
Berg wanted to tease the stud a bit more. "Not exactly," Berg hedged. "Kind of like.......fantasies." Berg looked at Stouffer closely.
Stouffer grinned, "yeah?"
"Yeah." Berg nodded. "I'll start............
From the secret files of the National Enquirer; TV Western Stars, circa 1969;
Michael Landon was on his hands and knees on a bed in a hotel room. He was naked and hungrily slurping on the hard cock of Bobby Sherman, who was flat on his back beneath him, 69 style. Bobby was gulping up on Landon's hard cock just as greedily. Sherman wiggled a bit and Landon gulped the entire length of Sherman's cock down. He lifted his gaze from Sherman's ball sack to gaze at David Soul on his knees before the bed. Sherman's ankles rested on Soul's shoulders while he ate out his costar's tight little ass. He lapped his tongue along the crack and darted the tip of his tongue in and out of Sherman's little pucker. Sherman groaned over Landon's cock.
"Mnmph," Landon gulped, a string of saliva seeping from the tight rim his lips made around Sherman's veiny cock. "Mnmph," he grunted again.
Bobby Sherman gulped on Landon's cock, his Adam's apple moving up and down with each gulp. He watched the thick cock sliding in and out of Conrad's butt, stretching the hole roughly.
Lee Majors dug his fingers a bit more deeply into Landon's hips as he thrust his cock forward, deeper into Landon's hot constricting hole. "Yeahhhhhh," he hissed, his hips slapping Landon's bubble butt with each stroke. "Take ittttttt!" Major's body rocked roughly into Landon. "Heyyyyy," he squirmed a bit uncomfortably looked back over his shoulder.
Robert Conrad stood, knees bend a bit, legs spread as his gripped Major's waist and thrust his own hard cock up Major's butt. "You," he gritted thrusting roughly, "take itttttt!"
"Bro'" Majors grunted as his cock stretched Landon's hole. "I'm not like these pussies." Conrad thrust harder and deeper. Majors winced."That's...unexplored...territory...back...there."
Conrad grinned, "Its....pussy.....now!"
Conrad pulled a bit from Major's virgin hole and deliberately slammed roughly all the way in. Major's rocked. His but muscles constricted around Conrad's burrowing cock. With each jolt of Major's body, he rocked Landon on the bed. Sherman reached around and gripped Landon's hard muscular cheeks as the cacooned Major's thrusting cock. The harder Conrad thrust, the harder Majors thrust, the more the bed shook. The movement of the bed only pushed Sherman bubble butt closer to Soul's face who spread the cheeks wider and lapped deeper into Sherman's pink ring. The men were all dripping with sweat as their limbs moved in sexual rhythm. The sound of meting of hips and butts was like a stead clap as Conrad and Majors each thrust harder. The faint gurgling sounds coming from Sherman's and Landon's mouths accompanied the beat.
"Close," growled Conrad as Major's butt cheeks sheathed his pulsing shaft.
"Yeah," Major's shook his head and drops of perspiration flew across the room.
"Mnmph ooooo," Landon gulped down Sherman's pulsing shaft.
"Hmmm mmm," Sherman gripped Landon's butt tighter and pulled the entire shaft down his throat.
Majors' and Conrad's legs tensed. Conrad pulled Major closer and Major's mimicked the movement with Landon.
"Fuckkkkkkkkk!"
"Ughhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhh!"
Majors and Conrad curled their toes into the carpeting on the floor as both men released heavy loads of spoog. Conrad pumped and pumped with Major's sphincter muscles milking the shaft. The heavy load seeped between Majors' ass lips and Conrad's cock down in rivulets on Majors' butt cheeks and thighs. Majors pressed his hips forward as his cock erupted in Landon's butt. Landon constricted around it to hold all of the hot cum in his warm hole.
As Majors and Conrad emptied their shafts up hungry butts, Sherman and Landon both let loose with their cocks. Landon's cum ran from Sherman's lips down Landon's pulsing shaft and spattered on Sherman's chin. Landon snorted as Sherman's spoog hit the back of his throat. He swallowed as much as he could but a bit dribbled from his mouth down on the flat of Sherman's pelvis.
Soul was furiously pumping his own cock with one hand while he pulled one of Sherman's cheeks, kissing Sherman's ass lips with his lips. Frenching Sherman's hole, Soul pumped his cock until his back tensed and ropes of cum splattered upon the side of the mattress.
Cocks pumped and pumped empty until all the men collapsed in a pile of limbs in exhaustion and satiation. The smell of sweat and cum permeated the room......
Marty Stouffer was rock hard as Berg stopped his story. Berg noted the wet spot on the crotch of Stouffer's blue jeans.
"Now its your turn," Adam berg offered coyly. "You can talk about all the pussy you want," Berg added in an air of innocence.
Stouffer reached across the seat of the vehicle and grasped Berg by the back of the neck and pulled the young twink down to his crotch. "Pussy hell...." Stouffer growled as he yanked at his button fly with his free hand and pulled his 10 inch boner from the long johns beneath his jeans.
Berg eagerly opened his mouth and formed a tight ring with his lips around Stouffer's pulsing shaft. He slipped his lips down the entire length of the shaft with little encouragement despite Stouffer's hand on the back of his head.
"Yeahhhhhhh," Stouffer hissed, rubbing and tugging at Berg's hair as the meteorologist worked his mouth hungrily on his cock. "Suck ittttttttt."
"Mnmph," Berg snorted loudly as the head of Stouffer's cock nudged the back of his throat. He gulped and drew in a deep breath, the musky scent from Stouffer's pubes strong and manly.
Stouffer reached over and slipped his right hand beneath Berg's pants and slid along Berg's smooth bubble butt. He worked his fingers low and found Berg's twitching hole. He traced the ring before slipping one finger within the wet hole. Berg constricted his butt muscles around the finger as it stroked the warm velvety walls.
"Mmmmm," Stouffer hummed as he lifted his hips a bit to fuck Berg's mouth. "Real nice pussy." Stouffer's finger found Berg's prostate and Berg jerked in reaction. "Wish I could pound that hole right now." He inserted a second finger and Berg squirmed. "Too bad...."
Berg pulled up from Stouffer, the elder man's glistened with spittle as it bobbed. "You want my ass?" Berg pressed.
"Damn pretty little ass," Stouffer replied.
Berg sat up and pushed back on Stouffer. "Push your seat back and recline the seat back." Berg had seduced enough studs to know how to fuck anywhere.
Stouffer did as instructed while Berg slipped out of his pants. When Stouffer was reclined on the seat, Berg crawled over the seat and contorted in the confines of the vehicle until his was facing the windshield and his butt was poised over Stouffer's shaft.
"Resourceful little thing aren't you." Stouffer chuckled.
"When your ass is hungry for cock, you can manage anything." Berg said.
"Ughhhhh," Berg released as he sat back and Stouffer's cock filled his hole.
"Yeahhhhh," Stouffer sighed as he gripped Berg by the waist. "Ride my cock." He encouraged as Berg began to bounce up and down his shaft.
Stouffer thrust his hips up to meet Berg's bubble butt. Despite Berg's would be uncomfortable position with his knees bent up and pressed against the Steering wheel, he groaned in pleasure. As Stouffer thrust up harder, Berg reached out and gripped the dash board. Berg barely noted that the windshield was fogged up from the heat of their fuck. He merely bucked back and constricted his butt muscles. Stouffer thrust harder and Berg bucked back harder. Berg's knees were raw from rubbing the steering wheel. Stouffer pounded Berg's ass, but Berg rode like a true pro. The fucking continued for several minutes until Stouffer tensed.
"Fuckkkkkkkkkkkk!" Stouffer wailed as his cock erupted ropes of cum up Berg's milking hole. The warm liquid stirred Berg's prostate.
"Ughh Ahhhhhhhhh," Berg's cock shot strings of cum on the steering wheel and dash board.
Both men were breathing rapidly. Stouffer's load pumping and pumping cum deep in Berg. Berg winced as the last drops of cum dripped from his cock. He could feel Stouffer's slimy load deep in his hole. Gazing at his own cum, Berg bent his head awkwardly and licked up his own cum.
"Nice fuck," Stouffer finally complimented after a moment of silence in order to catch his breath.
"Thanks," Berg twisted and looked back over his shoulder. "Now maybe you can release the emergency brake so we can get out of this storm."
Stouffer chuckled. "Really resourceful aren't you," he swatted Berg's butt cheek. "I think that ingenuity deserves a second fuck."
"Yeah?" Berg grinned meeting Stouffer's gaze in the rear view mirror.
Stouffer nodded. "Yeah."
to be continued.....