On the Road

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.