This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locations is entirely coincidental. The sexuality of all characters is entirely a figment of the author's imagination. For those of you that are NOT of legal age, please find other material to read. If you are offended by male/male material, or it is illegal to view such materials in your area, you should be leaving at this time.
This is a continuous story based on the cross country adventures of Jon, which can be found in the incest section of the Nifty website. I urge you to check it out.
My name is Jon Parker and when I graduated from high school in 1980, I decided to explore the world before I continued my education. I hitchhiked across the country, and discovered a different adventure at every turn, all of which were of a sexual nature.
At the prime of life, I was 18 at the time. I have a tight muscular body, incredible good looks, jade colored eyes, and of course a massive package, that attracts every gay man within viewing distance. All of my assets not only provided me with lots of eager guys willing to give me a ride, but also an endless variety of hot pumping and sucking action. I didn't want the summer to end, but felt I needed a college degree if I was to make it on my own.
Now I am beginning the next chapter of my life as my father drives away in a red Ford truck that he borrowed from our next door neighbor, Mr. Stewart, who coincidently was the recipient of my first gay experience.
Earlier that day, my father and I unloaded my belongings into my dorm room, which looked more like an apartment, located on the edge of campus. My room was on the third floor of the building, and each floor had four private bedrooms that were connected by a large kitchen and living room area.
While returning to my room to settle in, I met a young man carrying a large suitcase and box. His handsome good looks, pumped body and cowboy hat stirred my loins as I remembered Austin Humpsright and his hot son Boise, who fucked me in the middle of the Idaho wilderness. It was the young man's noticeable package between his legs that caused me to offer my assistance, which the college bound cowpoke readily accepted.
No sooner had he introduced himself as Chip Jones, that I found out he was moving in next door to me.
My heart pounded, knowing that this magnificant hunk of a young man was only going to be one wall away from me. Chip had tight curly brown hair, long thick eyebrows, a small perky nose and full red lips. I was impressed with his hunky physique. Large muscular arms, tight stomach and small firm ass completed the picture.
Chip seemed to be on the shy side, his demeaner was tight and wary, unsure of his new surroundings, and he often lowered his eyes while he spoke. As I helped him move in, I met his parents, who informed me that they were from a very small town in Maryland and Chip was raised on a farm. I could tell Chip got his good looks from his father, who was strikingly handsome, with a hint of ruggedness mixed in.
Spending one's life on the secluded evironment of a farm explained Chip's cautious attitude and social inexperience, as well as his outstandingly bitchin body.
Chip's parents took me aside and politely told me that this was Chip's first time on his own and asked me if I would do them the favor of looking after him. I cerimoniously vowed to treat him as the brother I never had.
Chips' parent's drove away confident that their son would be perfectly safe with his new found friend.
Once we were alone, Chip removed his cowboy boots and hat. We ordered a pizza and retreated to Chip's bedroom. The delivered food became a catalyst, with which Chip and I became more acquainted.
Chip was obviously smitten with me, like a kid with a new puppy as he often made mostly unnoticed glances towards my tented jeans. Soon Chip was taken in by my candidly free spirited attitude and pearly white smile. He seemed more comfortable and was becoming more talkative, telling me stories of his life on the farm.
Chip's family consisted of two sisters and grandparents, who lived in a trailer near the main house. Chores and homework were done early in the morning before the bus picked them up for school. During the summer, the kids had more free time to ride horses and have school friends over. Sometimes his Uncle Mike would come over and help out during the harvest season.
From the tone of his voice, the words "help out" turned on a light bulb above my head. My eyebrows raised as I pondered the results of Uncle Mike's assistance....... Chip saw my curious brow and suddenly stopped talking, then he got really quiet
"What's the matter Chip?" I asked.
"Ummm. Well to be honest Jon, I've only known you for a few hours and I am already telling you my life story, I'm pretty sure you have had a more interesting life. Tell me about your family." Chip replied.
Obviously, Chip was changing the subject because he was reluctant to divulge the relationship between him and his uncle Mike. Which to me meant that it was sexually motivated. Jon often wondered if his encounter with the devil had left him with a finely tuned sensor with which to perceive certain feelings.
One of the things that Jon learned during his adventures across the country was that the truth will always bring about truth.
"I completely understand Chip. I will therefore truthfully tell you everything I have done in my life, exactly as it happened in detail, in the hope that you will accept my trust, because friends tell each other everything, nor reveal said secrets to anyone. Right!" I said, then smiled and winked at this young fresh off the farm boy.
"Be warned though" I spoke in a serious tone, "What I am about to tell you is strictly between us. Once I tell you, one of two things will happen. Either you will question the validity of our future interactions or you will embrace our newly found common interest and bond a friendship..
"Want me to continue!" I concluded.
Chip considered my words, before nodding his head.
"You have peaked my interest, Jon and since you are my roommate, I believe it is in the best interest for both of us if we remain friends" Chip admitted.
Chip laid on his bed and placed his hands behind his back, waiting for me to begin.
I sat Indian style at the foot of the bed facing Chip as I began telling him how I seduced the hot married guy next door, Mr. Stewart, when I was only fifteen years old.
Chip soon became entranced, as I told him about the variety of men from every state that I encountered and eventually fucked. I am almost certain that Chip was shocked by my free weilding gay behavior, but I also noticed that Chip was slowly growing a boner.
I had just finished telling Chip about my tryst with Oskar and Sven, the two hunky lumberjacks who had saved my life, then supplied me with mega amounts of hard juicy cock, when Chip interrupted.
"Did you really do those things or are you just pulling my leg? You don't seem like the type, I mean your totally good looking and very masculine. Woman should be hanging all over you."
"I see I am going to have to prove to you, the validity of my statements" I replied, then slowly began to slide my hand up Chip's leg. Chip responded by opening his legs and allowing me to work my way towards his growing bulge.
"What I have told you is true. I am strongly attracted to you, and feel incapable of resisting these feelings. If you want me to stop, only say the word and I will obey." I confessed to Chip, not knowing if this admission would lead to trouble and remorse with not only Chip, but with my other roommates if Chip were to tell them. Yet Chip seemed to enjoy the touch of my strong caressing hands.
"Don't stop, Jon." Chip pleaded
"Why don't you tell me about Uncle Mike!" I inquired to Chip as my stimulating hands were inches away from his mound. Soon Chip became relaxed as I massaged his muscular legs and he softly revealed his past.
"When I was fourteen, Uncle Mike came over one day to help bale hay. My uncle had black hair, blue eyes and was very strong. But up until then, I had not given him much thought. The summer heat made Uncle Mike remove his shirt and suddenly I was overpowered by thoughts of him naked and wondered what his tool looked like. I actively, sought out his attention and groveled to his every whim.. Years later, Uncle Mike seemed to notice me when I turned sixteen, probably cause I had matured physically. He treated me more like an adult and would often mentor me about life and sex. He told me about masturbation and explained that attraction led to sex, but if that was not possible, then jerking off would alleviate the urges.
One hot summer day Uncle Mike arrived to help my father fix a tractor. They soon discovered the broken part and my father volunteered to drive to the parts store. Uncle Mike and I stayed behind in the barn, engaged in conversation. While we both sat on bales of hay, Uncle Mike was complaining that his wife had not been putting out since her operation, six months ago and he was tired of jacking off.
"How could that be, Uncle Mike. I just do what you told me to do ...close my eyes and picture someone I am attracted to!" I offered.
"It's not the same, boy! Nothing beats the real thing" Mike rebounded with anger then remorse.
"I'm sorry Chip. I shouldn't take out my frustrations out on you"
"I don't mind Uncle Mike, is there anything I can do to help." I asked.
Uncle Mike looked at me and suddenly his facial expression changed as he saw the lust in my eyes and noticed my hand on his leg. "What are you talking about, Chip" Uncle Mike asked.
"I could do it for you" I said to my uncle as my hand reached the broad mound between his legs.
"Your serious, aren't you? Mike asked
"Oh, yes" I answered... "I have wanted to for a long time, since that time I saw you with your shirt off."
"Doesn't seem right, Chip. I mean what would your parents think. I would feel guilty about taking advantage of your hospitality." Uncle Mike replied.
"It would be our secret. Please Uncle Mike, just this once. I promise I won't tell anyone. It's the perfect solution, you need help and I am willing to provide the work." I pleaded.
My uncle looked down and saw my hand groping his bulge.
"Okay, son! Let's see what you got."
Uncle Mike took out his massive cock and I eagerly grabbed the base, then slide my hand up and down along the shaft.
My uncle closed his eyes and moaned loudly as I jerked his thick equipment. I savored the moment, realizing that my uncle's hot manhood was now in the palm of my hand.
Soon my uncle's rod was erect and throbbing. That was when I lowered my head and swallowed my uncle's tantalizing naked organ. The transition from hand to mouth was so quick, that my uncle was at first unaware of the change. Once Uncle Mike realized I was blowing him off, he grabbed my head and forced my actions. Uncle Mike's sexual drive was in fourth gear as he fucked my mouth like he was banging a virgin's cherry. Suddenly, my uncle pushed his pole down my throat and held it there the entire time his hot creamy cum exploded into my windpipe. I had no choice but to consume is manly sperm, which I so eagerly hungered for." Chip concluded as my actions became a distraction..
While I was listening to Chip tell of his childhood memories, I inched my way closer to his large mound and soon I was stimulating Chip's hard groin.
Chip began to moan as I rubbed his lump, then I reached up with my hands, sliding them across his furry chest, til my fingers reached Chip's young nipples. My nose bumped into Chip's crotch and I smelled his odor, causing my hands to roughly massage Chip's hairy pecs.
Chip was softly whimpering as he reached down, unbuckled his pants and lowered the zipper. I answered Chip's open invitation with zeal as I quickly discarded his trousers and launched my salivating mouth over his erect seven inch boner. I laboriously stroked Chip's throbbing rod with my soft full lips, while I looked into his beautiful brown eyes.
Chip inhaled deeply as I began sucking his inflated boner. Chip slowly placed his hands on my head, forcing me to deep throat his sizable shaft, while at the same time, pushing his hips upwards, impaling my mouth even further with an abundance of hot young meat. Faster and faster I pumped Chip's succulent pole.
Chip eventually succumb to the constant attention I was giving his aching member, and soon he was grunting and releasing his farm boy semen into my mouth and down my throat.
"Hot dam! Jon, you sure did plow my acreage. I surely did not expect a blow job on my first day in college, especially from my hot roommate. I think am going to enjoy college life." Chip announced.
"Life is full of surprises, Chip! You want a little fun, just stop by my room anytime. I would sure love to find out more about Uncle Mike. But for know we should keep our activities amongst ourselves. Agreed!" I concluded.
Chip leaned forward and gave me a kiss.
"You can count on me Jon!" he answered.
Chip then kissed me again, but this time with more force and a lot more tongue. Chip was a spit fire with lots of energy to use up and now I was to be the benfactor of his efforts. Suddenly our hands were out of control as our kiss incited more passion and ecstacy.
Chip had just removed my shirt, when we heard the sound of girls laughter. Chip and I agreed that the sounds must be someone moving into the rooms across from the living area.
Excited to see the new arrival, yet dissapointed that our current desires were interrupted, Chip and I quickly got dressed and headed for the living room.
We were greeted by two young girls, barely twelve years old. The two dirty blonde identical twin girls stared in awe at the arrival of the two older boys. We politely introduced ourselves as current residents of this establishment.
"I'm Tammy and this is Terry" one of them said.
"It is an honor to meet you, but aren't you a little young to be going to college" I said jokingly.
Again the girls giggled and again the same girl answered.
"Were not students, were just helping our big brother, Tommy."
As if on que, a handsome young man entered the door and stopped dead in his tracks..
"You must be Tommy. I'm Jon Parker and this is Chip Jones." I stated.
Tommy put the box he was carrying on the floor and shook our hands.
"Tommy Tennicher" the young man added.
"What's your major, Tom? Chip asked.
"Computer Science. I have a feeling computers are going to be in every home in America soon and I'm going to be on the ground floor." Tommy responded.
"I'm going to study Agronomy and Jon is...." Chip looked at me unsure of what to say.
"Business" I answered.
"What area of business are you interested in, Jon? Tommy inquired.
"Ricky Business, Show Business, Monkey Business... I haven't really decided yet. Once I start some classes and talk with my guidance counselor, I will have a better idea which route I want to take" I stated.
I was taken by Tommy's youthful boyish looks and Beatle's style haircut, but his most prominent features were his deep blue eyes and playful smile.
"Maybe later we can converge in the living room and discuss our living situation, ground rules, responsibilities, chores, you know, the usual. Right now I have to finish unpacking and I promised my sisters I would take them to MacDonald's before heading home. I'm from Zimmerman, which is only thirty miles from here. I should be back in approximately 4 hours" Tommy stated as if each second of his life was calculated and predetermined.
"Want some help?" I asked.
"Sure!" Tommy eagerly agreed.
Moving Tommy into his room gave me a chance to scope out the new guy and was impressed by his slim build and his tight firm ass.
Unlike Chip, who was an unexpected bonus dropped on my lap, Tommy would require a bit of work, but I was certain that soon I would be spreading his young hole with my steel hard pistol.
However, I was determined not to let my sexual urges steer me away from my goal of a college degree....