Two Hours North

Published on Sep 27, 2013

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After a dreadful week at work there is only one thing to do: call my best friend and head North. I live in Massachusetts and whenever I can, I go home to New Hampshire, where my best friend still lives. My name is Jon and I moved here with an ex-girlfriend and have been stranded here with a great job, but no friends. My friend Randy is always there for me, and to tell me "I told you so."

I know I will be at his house by 10pm after a grueling 2 hour drive, because everyone in Mass is trying to go North. How to entertain myself for 2 hours on the freeway? I like to enjoy myself on the road, so I slip into some comfy jogging pants(with no boxers of course). Its the only way to travel, eyes on the road and hand on my cock!

I get to New Hampshire and I can smell the fall air coming. Just after 10 I pull up to Randy's house and here he comes out the door with that great big smile. We exchange hellos and manly hugs, he helps me with my bag and asks, "what the hell are we doing this weekend?"

"As long as it doesnt involve work, I dont care!" I reply.

"Well shall we go look for some wildlife in the woods?" Randy asks. This is a tradition of ours. We hop into his little 4x4 pickup and head for the back roads, where we can shoot the shit and look for deer. The first hour we talk, catch up, and then the fun begins. The shenanigans of truths and dares. At some point the clothes come off as we laugh about riding around naked. This is the life, but it gets better. We try to be tough and macho but we really just want to play with each other. Sooner or later one of us gets brave enough and makes the move. Suddenly our hands are exploring each others cocks.

A porcupine jumps out in the road and Randy slams on the breaks. Before I realize what is going on he is out of the truck chasing it, bare ass. I cant help but laugh as his pale ass is running towards the porcupine cock and balls bouncing. I snap a photo for later, priceless!

I quickly steal the drivers seat and lock the doors. Randy doesnt care he jumps in the back of the truck and I continue driving down the road as he hollars and humps the back window. We are laughing so much as his package smooshes into the window over and over again.

I let him in finally and thank him for the show. As we drive back toward his house we fondle each other and keep joking and storytelling. Randy suddenly decides he has had enough and leans across the seat engulfing my cock and I am trying not to rip the steering wheel off the truck. I slow down and let him work his magical mouth, up and down, lick and lick. Wow! I reach over between his now raised ass and work a finger in his little ass as he growns. I take my finger out and turn his pelvis so I can reach for his cock and begin pumping slow and steady. Randy is doing an incredible job on my shaft and takes a break to lather my balls with his saliva, he dives back on and collects my balls in his palm as his finger pokes my ass. "Thats amazing," is all I can say as I explode into Randy's mouth.

The truck is at a dead stop in the road and its naked passengers are catching their breath. I tell Randy, "time to switch drivers." We both exit the truck naked and switch sides. I am full of excitement as the cool air laps my naked and wet cock and balls. Randy puts the truck in drive and his cock in my mouth. I am all too eager to repay the favor and Randy is too worked up to last long. We drive a half mile and he shoots his load into my mouth.

"Damn I wish you lived closer, we could do this all the time!" Randy says.

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