This story contains explicit descriptions of sex between consenting adults. Much of it portrays homosexual actions and lifestyle. If homosexuality, sexually explicit language, or swearing offends you, or if reading material that contains these violates any law or personal or religious beliefs you must exit now without proceeding further. If you're under 18 years old you may not read it either because it is against the law. The story is fictional and is based on my imagination and my over-fertile imagination. Enjoy.
On the Road
It was the divorce from hell! At least we didn't have any kids to fight over, but everything else was on the negotiation table. I thought our marriage would last forever, and was surprised when my wife came home from work one day and asked for a divorce. The rejection, denial, and the resulting depression had affected my life, to the point that I didn't know what to do.
In the end, I sold everything, liquidated all my assets, bought a cheap used motor home, and set off to see America. Although I had often dreamed of doing this on retirement, I never expected to be doing this alone at the age of 36. If I watched my money very carefully, I could last two years without working.
All the preparations took longer than expected, but I was finally off. I said good-bye to my parents and friends, climbed into the motor home, and hit the interstate. My destination was West. I longed for the open places, mountains, rivers, canyons that I had seen in my National Geographic, western movies, and PBS specials. I had purchased new gear for hiking, swimming, and a kayak to learn how to use. I was filled with hopes and dreams for a new life as I headed down the highway.
My life had followed all the typical and expected paths. I was raised with two older sisters and an older brother. I was the typical jock in high-school, but my grades weren't too bad either. College was a struggle, but I made it through with a business degree. I had recently let myself go, I guess marriage can do that to a fellow. I now have a few extra pounds around the middle, but I would soon have those gone. I'm about 5'10" with a 36 waist, short brown hair, and very little body hair. I went through puberty late, but sexual matters were never high on my list, beyond the normal teenage inquisitive forays into sexual experimentation. My marriage was never very imaginative or lively. The typical missionary positions with a little oral stimulation thrown in as foreplay. I guess this was as much my fault as hers. Well, that's history, now I had the highway beneath me, and that was my new mistress.
Lost in thought, I was totally surprised when I heard a loud thump! In my rear view mirror, I saw one of my back tires roll down the highway past me and harmlessly roll off the highway. My first day on the road, and I can't even get out of state before my first crisis. I just sat in my seat, too numb to move. Finally, I get out to survey the damage. It looks like my wheel bearing froze up, stripped the spindle, and the whole wheel separated. There were brake parts all over the highway, and the wheel was down in the ditch. Luckily a highway patrolman pulled in behind me, and helped my get a tow truck. He was very kind and helpful, and suggested a local mechanic.
The tow truck driver was happy to relieve me of $100 to tow me into town. The recommended mechanic was there, and began to survey the problem. He was about my age, and seemed to know what he was doing. I immediately felt comfortable around him, and new that he could be trusted to fix me up. He began to try to find replacement parts, but none could be found locally, so we proceeded to plan "B." Mark arranged for me to get the motor home level, and hooked me up to water and electricity. It might be several days wait, but then I had nothing but time.
In my gratitude for his help, I invited Mark to supper. He agreed, stating that he had nothing else going on. As soon as he closed up the garage, he walked over and sat in the lawn chair under the awning. I had started the coals to BBQ some chicken breasts. I offered him a Coke which he accepted. We chatted awhile, and I offered him a tour of my new home on wheels. He was amazed with all the features, and wanted to know how everything worked. Just out of the blue, I offered to let Mark clean up in the shower, and he accepted. I found him some loose shorts that might fit him, along with a towel, and left him to finish cooking. I got everything ready to eat, just as he came back outside. I hadn't noticed him very much till I saw him framed in the door dressed only in shorts. He obviously worked out, and enjoyed the sun. Not your typical stereotype of a mechanic. I shocked myself that I noticed that he was not wearing underwear. I could just detect where his penis hung.
Mark came and sat down, and I brought him a plate. After a thoroughly delicious dinner, Mark stretched out, and put on leg up on another lawn chair. To my surprise, his cock and balls were visible in the loose leg hole. The greater surprise was that I couldn't take my eyes off it! I could feel my face flush, my pulse quicken, and to my horrible amazement, but dick began to awaken. It had been months since I had any sexual relief. I was too depressed to even jerk off much. I thought my sexuality had gone dormant, until now. I had never thought much about guys. I had admired their bodies and equipment in the locker rooms, but never thought much beyond this. Now here I was, with a virtual stranger, a male at that, and was feeling new and strange sexual thoughts.
Mark was very polite and engaging, but had said nothing even remotely sexual. I sat down across from him, and the view only got better. Mark shifted around, even scratched himself, but never attempted to hide himself. Mark left briefly to get some beer, and I took a quick shower. He returned while I was dressing, and put the beer in the refrigerator. I slipped on my sleeping shorts and a t-shirt and we returned to the lawn chairs. Mark returned to the same pose as before. With little forethought, I copied the pose, and felt my own cock and balls being exposed to the open air. It was a wonderful felling, one that I would have to remember for future nights around the campfire.
The conversation took a complete right hand turn when Mark stated "I see you like to hang free too, I love it when I get a chance just let `em be free."
I stammered my response "It looked like you were comfortable, so I thought I'd try it. This is kind of new to me, but I can tell that I like it."
Through the conversation, I could tell that I was beginning to get an erection. Hard as I tried, I could not keep it down. I twisted a bit to hide it from view, but continued to swim in thoughts of a sexuality I had never know before or dreamed that it existed. Mark continued to make conversation and drink more beer. He got up several times and took a piss hanging his cock and balls in the elastic of the shorts and letting it fly. The darkness hid it from sight of the road, but I could see it all.
As my head became foggy with lust, Mark suddenly announced he was leaving. He gathered his stuff, and promised to return the shorts in the morning. Before I could decide what to do, he was gone. I quietly cleaned up, and prepared for bed. I relived what had happened, but was confused and disturbed by my attraction. As I prepared to sleep, I found myself subconsciously stroking my hard dick. Within seconds I had shot a load onto my chest. Afterwards, my thoughts were of shame and guilt as I cleaned up and immediately fell asleep.
Chapter 2
I must have been really tired as I slept late. By the time I was dressed and had eaten breakfast, Mark was already working on another vehicle. I tried to make conversation, but I could tell he was deeply involved and I was a distraction. I found myself admiring his figure in his overalls. He didn't have on a t-shirt and I wondered if he wore underwear. I was beginning to be aware of how sexually deprived I had been. I had never thought about guys this way.
Lost in thought, I began to wonder down main street. I discovered the local museum, and several antique shops, and returned to the garage near closing time. Mark was a little more animated and talkative, and told me my parts had arrived by overnight delivery, and that he would begin first thing tomorrow.
"I wanted to thank you for that wonderful supper last night. I enjoyed sitting outside and talking with you. How about I return the favor tonight. I'll pick up some take out, and we can try out my hot tub on my deck."
"Hey, that would be great, let me get my suit, and I'll join you."
"No need for a suit, it very private and secluded."
My brain began to wonder if I were being seduced, but Mark didn't seem that interested last night. Did he notice me looking at his cock? What was on his mind? It took him an hour to get the garage shut down for the day. I joined him in his old pick-up. None of this prepared me for his home out in the country, near a small stream. That what I get, judging a book by it's cover. Mark's home was small but beautiful, cozy, and decorated in a South-Western theme, my personal favorite. I looked over his bookcases and personal photographs, but none of any girlfriends or kids. I had never asked if he were married, but guessed he wasn't as he called no one when he stayed for dinner last night. He had several nice ceramic pots and some art work that occupied our conversation during dinner. I learned that Mike and I both enjoy reading, and shared favorite books and authors.
After dinner was over, and the clean up work done, Mike excused himself to take a shower and prepare for the hot tub. The sun was just going down, and I was really looking forward to a long hot soak. I sat down and thumbed a few books, waiting for Mike. He returned with a white towel tied at his waist. He was absolutely beautiful all dripping wet. He suggested that I shower first as well, and he took me back to his bedroom and master bath. He got me a fresh towel, and I began to undress, thinking that he was leaving. I paused as I was about to take off my underwear, and noticed he was preparing to brush his teeth, so I quickly slipped them off, praying they were not stained, and slipped into the shower. My erection was throbbing, and I was afraid that it wouldn't go down, but it did as I washed my body. I sure wish my shower in the RV were as big as this one.
I had to step out of the shower to reach the towel, and was surprised that Mark was still at the sink. I caught a glimpse of his eyes as he looked over my naked body. I wrapped the towel and followed Mark to the hot tub.
It was a beautiful setting of a wooden deck leading to a natural stone patio with the hot tub in the middle. He uncovered the tub and dropped his towel. My eyes were one again drawn to his beautiful cock. I had a better view of it this time, and I couldn't help but stare. Mark took his time getting into the hot tub, sat down, turned and motioned for me to join him. At that moment, I was afraid to drop the towel as I was sporting a huge erection. As I looked down, to my horror, it was sticking out where the towel was overlapped. Mark simply turned around, I lost the towel, and entered the tub.
In the hot water and bubbles, my erection soon subsided. Now that I had a place to hide it, it's gone. Just my luck, and the story of my life... sporting an erection when I shouldn't, and can't get one when I should. Something was really screwed up in my life, but the pieces were beginning to fall in place.
After some casual conversation, nothing even remotely sexual, Mark gets out of the tub, and sits on a lounge chair near by. He makes no attempt to cover himself and states "I love being naked, I could spend my whole life this way. I wish I could live my whole life like this."
I commented "Well, at least you got the body for it. I'm afraid I'm not used to this, and my body is reacting all haywire."
"Don't worry, all guys get erections when they are begin to experience being naked. It was a problem for me at first, but you begin to get used to seeing naked people, and the problem goes away."
Without thinking I blurted out "Oh, I don't know. It seems all I have to do is look at you and I'm sporting a woodie."
"Thanks for the complement. You're not so bad yourself. You have a beautiful body You should be proud to show it off. An erection doesn't bother me, don't worry about it."
So I eased myself out of the tub, and took the chair next to Mark. Sure enough my erection was waving in the wind and throbbing with each heart beat. I laid back and put my arms behind my head. The sunset was over, but here were still some beautiful colors in the western sky. As I was about to relax and adjust to my nudity, Mark reached over and began to stroke my cock.
"I hope you don't mind, but I've been wanted to do this all night. If it's not comfortable, I'll stop."
"No, please continue. I've never done this with another man, but I've been totally turned on by looking at your body. I really need some relief."
"Lay back and enjoy. Let me give you some pleasure." Mark continued to explore my body with his hands. At some point he left his chair to get closer. His fingers brushed by nipples, and they became erect. He moved down my legs, which I spread to give him access. As I was really getting into his touching, he began to use his tongue on my nipples. I groaned in pleasure, letting him know that I wanted more. He kissed my neck, but I remained still. I was not sure I was ready to kiss another man, but I was sure willing to let him give me a blow job. Mark took the hint and moved down my chest and stomach. He ignored my leaking cock, and moved down my legs and back up my inner thigh. By the time he took my balls in his mouth, I thought I would cum without any direct touch. Mark bathed my balls in glorious warmth, and suddenly moved to my cock. I have never felt anything like this, My wife had never made it feel this good. I warned Mark that I was about to cum, and he stopped. I wanted to cum in the worst way, but wasn't sure what to do next. I moved my hand down to finish, and he moved my hand away, and placed it on his body.
Mark returned to his chair, and indicated that it was my turn to explore. I had never seen another guys cock, and was totally engrossed with his. I moved closer, sniffed it, touched it. I felt his balls, and could see his asshole as he spread his legs for me. Finally, I leaned down, and took him in my mouth. He felt like velvet smooth, but hard at the same time. He had a new taste, not at all unpleasant. I took his balls in my hand first, and enjoyed the silky skin. I replaced my hand with my mouth, but could only get one at a time inside. By now all inhibition was lost, and I tried to deep throat his cock. I could tell I had a lot to learn, but Mark was patient, made several suggestions.
By this time I was desperate to cum. I was leaking, and literally hurt from the pressure. Mark took my hand and led me into the house, and laid me in his warm bed. He came down on top, and found my mouth with his. Lost in Lust, I took his tongue and kissed him deeply. I could feel our cocks rubbing against each other. He kissed my ears, my neck, and found my nipples again. With little warning, I suddenly erupted between our two bodies. I spilled more cum that I have since I was 16. Mark lowered himself down and began to taste and lick my cum. I watched with admiration and gratefulness, as he worship my body.
Now that I had found relief, I began to move towards Mark's body. He encouraged me to explore his whole body, not just his cock. I rolled him over, and traced his spine with my tongue. I spread his crack, and traced my way towards his most sensitive part. I could never have imagined myself doing this, but it felt totally natural to be there. Mark obviously loved my attention, and was groaning with pleasure. I turned him over, and began to work the area between his rectum and his balls. What a fertile ground of erotic please. His cock was leaking, and Mark's eyes were closed. I once more moved to his cock, but took my time. I went up and down the shaft like an ear of corn. I traced the crown with my tongue, and finally engulfed him in my warm mouth. I was careful to avoid my teeth, and began to find a rhythm. I soon found Mark's hands on my head, as he began to face fuck me. It wasn't long before his breathing caught in his throat, eyes rolled back in their sockets, and a look a contorted pain swept his face. I wasn't sure I was ready to eat his cum, but before I could react, I was rewarded with his rich essence in my mouth. I thought it would be distasteful, but it was not. I removed my mouth, and soon discovered that he was still erupting and it landed on my face. The remainder dribbled down over his wet cock and balls.
I was exhausted and exhilarated by the experience. I was surprised to notice that I had another erection. That hadn't happened to me in along time. I laid back down in the bed beside Mark. He leaned over and kissed me again, tasting his own cum in our exchange.
The first words were my own. "Wow, I've never experienced anything like that before. I've never looked at a man sexually before, but when I saw you yesterday hanging out of your shorts, I felt a stirring in my self that was new and wonderful. For so long I've felt dead inside. Now I feel totally alive. Thank you, Mark, for sharing your body with me."
He responded "I could tell this was a first for you. I went slowly so as not to scare you away. When you came out last night and hiked your leg on a lawn chair, I realized that you were interested. It's been awhile for me as well. It's difficult to be gay in a small town, so I keep to myself a lot, and find relief with my own hand. You've reminded me how wonderful it can be with another person. Can I relieve you of that pesky erection?"
"Be my guest" was all I said before he made love to me in the most intimate and romantic manor that I have ever experience. He brought me to the brink of orgasm many times, before he finished me with his mouth. He took my cum hungrily, and ended with a kiss. I fell asleep, and didn't awaken till I smelled coffee and bacon. It took me a second to realize where I was, and then I felt a huge smile cross my face. I enjoyed a few quiet moments to think about what this experience meant, and where I would go from here.
We returned to the garage early, so no one would see us arrive together. I slipped into the motor home and changed clothes. It was only minutes before Mark began on the repairs, and by lunch told me he was done. I'm sure he cut the profit out of the bill. He whispered to me that he hoped I would return some time in the future, and that his home was always open to me. I blushed and thanked him for awakening me sexually, and teaching me how to give pleasure. As I drove out of the station, a tear formed in my eye. I had a huge adventure ahead of me, and all I could think of was staying there with Mark. I made a promise to myself to return some day.
These adventures may continue, based upon the responses I receive. I love to hear from readers who find my work engaging and erotic. If you got off while reading, I'd really love to hear from you. I would like to hear some suggestions for the further adventures of the main character, who, as of yet has no name. Any ideas? My E-Mail is riverrat56@hotmail.com