What a Hitch Hiker

What a Hitch Hiker!

Chapter One: What in the Hell Are You Talking about?

By: Wade Wright

"I really don't know if I am more out of my mind for stopping and picking you up, or if you are for hitch-hiking. I will admit now, that you are already in the car, I hope like hell you are an OK type of guy and not some nut out to cut me up and take the car."

"No, you're OK. I'm not some kind of a kook out looking for trouble. I just needed a ride down toward Cincy and my old jalopy of a car, if I can call it a car, finally gave up. I know, I wondered if I was taking too much of a chance hitch-hiking too, but I think I got kind of lucky when you stopped. Thanks for stopping and giving me a ride."

Jack, the driver, was a very masculine hunk of a 34 year old man, that worked for a major sporting goods company as a regional sales manager, and he did spend most of his time either selling the jock straps, ball and bats and all of that good stuff, or spent his time on the road heading for the next stop. His physical appearance, that classic former football player build, fit him very well for making the company appearance that he needed for his line of products. He had been minding his own business, driving along, headed toward Cincinnati and another day or two of sales meetings, when all of a sudden he passed Mike, now his passenger, and very suddenly, and without too much thought, pulled over to give him a ride. As soon as he had stopped, he wondered just what in the hell he was doing.

"Jack I'm really an OK kind of guy, and yea I admit and do agree that hitch-hiking these days is a pretty dangerous thing to do. I really do appreciate it, and I'm damn glad you did, but what made you decide all of a sudden to stop and give me the lift?"

"I don't know Mike, I really don't. I guess just all of a sudden I forgot what kind of times we are now living in, and without too much thought I guess I must have thought you looked like a pretty good kind of a guy, and I guess I just went back into my childhood a little, like when all of us, hitch-hiked at one time or another. Things were so much different then, and that wasn't even that many years ago. It wasn't until after I pulled over and you came running up to the car that I starting wondering just what in the hell I was doing picking up some guy along the side of the road."

"So I guess that kind of means that you don't usually stop for guys that you see hitch-hiking?"

"No I don't, and I don't know why I stopped for you. Got to admit, you don't see too many guys hitch-hiking anymore though. Where you headed for Mike?"

"Well, to be real honest, I'm headed for Cincinnati, or maybe Lexington, or maybe Knoxville, --I really don't know, but before I got in the car, I was prepared to tell the driver that I only needed to go down the road here for just a short way, so that if it was somebody I didn't want to be with, then I could get out pretty soon. But, since it is you, and if it is OK with you, I'd like to just hang with you and end up wherever you are headed."

Jack rather snapped his head toward Mike and asked, "Cincinnati, or maybe Lexington, or maybe Knoxville, you really don't know? You don't know where in the hell you are headed? What are you doing?"

"Hey I've got a week until classes start again, and I decided I wanted to kind of live it up again before I go back for my final year of the ole MBA stuff. I figured once they hand me that ole piece of paper, then its the real world for me, so I decided that I wanted to see if I could have some fun for a few days first. And right now I like the way things are looking for me!"

"Oh,-OK. I guess I understand now,---well kind of. But what do you mean by the statement that you like the way things are looking right now. What does that mean?"

"I'm with you! You're the kind of a guy I was hoping would stop and pick me up. Hey, Jack I didn't stand out by the highway with these cut-offs on because they were the only pants I had available. I've noticed people kind of look at me with a smile on their face when I have them on, so I decided that wearing them today just might do the trick, and I guess it did."

As Jack looked over toward Mike, he asked, "Mike, what in the hell are you talking about? What did those cut-offs have to do-with whatever you are talking about? Mike, what in the hell are you talking about?"

"Jack, I'm wanting to have some good hot sex with some guy, that that's why I was out hitch-hiking. I was hoping that some hot looking guy like you would be the one to pick me up, and it worked! I want to make it with you, OK? Can we go somewhere and get it on? Do you know someplace close by where we can go to? You're hot looking and I'm really horny for some good guy sex!" Jack almost swerved off of the side of the road as he looked over toward Mike and very anxiously exclaimed and asked, "Mike what in the hell are you talking about? Sex with a guy? You think I picked you up to have sex with you? Hell NO! I'm not even gay! I did not pick you up to have sex with you! I'm a married guy with a little girl! I just thought you were an OK looking kind of guy and needed a ride!"

"OH God Jack! Oh shit man, I thought you were gay! Oh God man, I thought you were gay! I started kind of checking you out as soon as I got in the car and I was sure you were acting kind of gay. Jack, oh shit man, I'm sorry! God am I sorry! Jack, you kept looking over at me and watching me every time I put my hand on my crotch and I saw you do that a couple of times too, so,----- OH shit man! I really screwed up didn't I? Oh man! Jack I'm sorry! Oh God Jack! Stop someplace and let me out! I'm sorry man, I really am!"

"Well there's no place for about another 10 or 12 miles where I can let you out, without everybody knowing I just dumped you out along the side of the highway, so just keep your hands to yourself and I'll find someplace to drop you where it won't be noticeable that you were in the car with me. I know, there's a big truck stop down here in about 10 or 15 miles, we'll stop there and then you can find yourself a new ride."

"Oh shit Jack I feel like shit now! I am so very sorry. I feel like such a stupid guy! Jack I'm really sorry!"

"OK Mike, I understand. You goofed, but I'm not really mad, --just sure as hell did not expect that! Fact is, thanks for thinking I am attractive enough that you wanted to have sex with me. Sorry guy, just not my bag, I guess. Where do you usually get your guys from? How long have you been doing the thing with guys? I mean, do you mind if I ask?"

"No I guess I can't mind, can I? I'm the stupid one that said that, so I can't mind. I never have!"

Jack frowned, dropped his head, looked at Mike and asked, "Never have? What do you mean, never have? That don't make too much sense!"

"Jack I have never had sex with a guy, and I have wanted to do that for a long time, and this whole damn hitch-hiking thing was all planned so that I could find some guy that I could have sex with. I own a very usable car. I guess I really did not know what I was doing. I really did, well I guess, I really wanted you to be a gay guy since you look like a good guy to do it with, but I guess my hoping got all out of control and I assumed way too much! Jack I really am sorry, I really am!"

"Mike, calm down man! I'm not mad at you! I'm not the kind of a guy that's going to throw a punch at you just because you thought I was gay. Shit man, I'm feeling kind of impressed that you think I'm that good looking. But now that I take a good long and strong look at you, you ain't so bad yourself. An MBA uh? Yea you will look very good with that ole pocket protector stuck in a shirt pocket!"

As Jack looked Mike over, now that the topic of appearances had surfaced, he decided that maybe, yea perhaps, those cut-offs had been a factor in his pulling over so quickly and offering the guy a ride. He had not realized it earlier, but now that the subject had turned to that direction, he realized that Mike did look pretty good in those tight, short cut-offs and the sleeveless T-shirt that he had on.

Grinning, and looking toward Mike, Jack said, "You know man! Maybe those cut-offs did do a little more in you getting picked up than I thought! Mike, you do look good! I have to admit that before all of this happened, I just took you for granted, but yea, your cut-offs and that damn tight, chest showing, shirt does look good on you. Maybe I did stop and pick you up without really knowing why. So, tell me, how long have you been planning this little, go get some action, trip?"

"Shit I don't really know! God Jack I feel so funny trying to talk about it now. Shit man, it was fun when I was so sure you were a gay guy, and now I'm just embarrassed. Jack I'm really sorry!"

"Mike, you've never played with a guy at all, right?"

"No, I never have. I've thought about it for years now and no, I never have."

"Do you think all guys think about doing it at some time or another? Have any of your friends ever talked about maybe doing it, or having done it?"

"No Jack, I think it is just some sick thing with me. I got to wondering what it would be like once, and ever since then, I've just wanted to see what it was like, and I -stupid me-----I just decided to see if I could find me some guy and do it. I've never talked to anybody else about it. I don't know if other guys want to do it or not. Right now I think I'm just sick in the head. Jack, I am so damn sorry I said anything. If I'd have kept my mouth shut, then maybe I could have ridden with you farther and had that much fun. Jack, I really am sorry!"

"So how big is your dick?"

Mike snapped his head over toward Jack and almost screamed, "What? Please Jack, please! Don't make fun of me now that you know I'm kind of sick in the head. Please Jack just don't say anything else about it and just let me out at the truck stop. I'm sorry! Jack please don't make fun of me and please don't be mad at me! I did not know what I was doing!"

"So what would you do if you ended up playing with some guy that doesn't know what to expect either?"

"Jack please! Please don't make fun of me! Please let me just sit here until you can get rid of me. Please---Jack--------you're driving past the exit to the truck stop! Jack, you drove past it!"

"I know, yea, I know!"

Now starting to get rather nervous since he had no idea of why Jack drove past where he was going to drop him off, Mike rather pleaded, "Jack, please let me out. Please I did not mean to do anything!"

Jack looked over toward Mike, grinned, and asked. "You're looking for some new and some fun stuff! Right?"

Mike kind of uttered a "Yea," but he was very confused as to why Jack would ask something like that, and he was still very concerned that Jack had not stopped at the truck stop.

"Mike, when you first told me you thought I was gay and you were wanting to have sex with me, that was really a shocker, and I will admit, I probably did not handle it very well. When I asked you about your dick, I guess I really was actually wanting to know. Mike, you've got more guts than I've ever had! Mike, I've wanted to have sex with a guy for a hell of a long time too, but I never had the guts to tell some guy that. I've never done it with a guy before, but,------ you interested in the two of us trying it together and satisfying both of us virgin guys?"

"Oh shit Jack, do you really mean that? Please Jack! Please don't be making fun of me, please! Jack, please don't make fun of me!"

"Mike I certainly am not making fun of you. I am admiring you that you have the guts to go for it and not just live your life like I and so many other guys have. Always wondering, but never taking the opportunity to go and do it. Mike, understand me, --I am not making fun, --I want you and I, to go do the guy thing together. That is if you want to. I'm telling you, I've never played with a guy before, and if you are looking for an experienced guy that can give instructions, I'm not the one. But if you think the two of us can learn some stuff together and maybe have some fun doing it, I'm all for it if you are."

"Oh Jack are you sure? Jack, please don't do this just because of some stupid thing I did and said. Jack, you're not a gay guy. Jack you told me earlier that you are married and have a little girl. Jack, please don't do this just because of me. Let me out somewhere and forget I was ever here. OK?"

"No Mike, --no that is not OK! Mike, it took what you now call a "stupid thing", but because of that "stupid thing", we actually found out what the other guy wants, and I want to do it too, --- just like you did earlier. If you turn me down, I don't know if I will ever get another chance like this. I think I unconsciously stopped and picked you up since you did present a pretty hot looking image out there along the side of the road, and I just did not consciously realize that I wanted what I saw. I guess, very unconsciously, I was secretly wanting to play around with some guy, and you looked like bait, but I just never thought it through and realized it. I guess you standing out there was a pretty hot looking picture. I knew I pulled over and stopped without thinking about it, and then when I realized what I had done, I still did not understand why I did it. Now I guess I know! Maybe I'm lucky that some car load of gals didn't get to you before I did. Mike, you already told me you have a whole week of running around time available, and I want you to spend at least tonight with me, while I am in Cincinnati. OK?"

"Oh Jack please help me understand this is for real and you aren't making fun of me. Please! Yea, I really do want to do it with you. You really are the kind of a guy that I've always dreamt about getting to do it with, but I've got to know it's because you want to and not just to make fun of that stupid thing I did!"

"OK Mike! You tell me what I can do or should do to convince you that I'm not doing this to make fun of you. What do I need to do to convince you?"

"Oh shit! Oh crap! Uhhh-----I know! I know! When we find some roadside rest park, pull in there and if the men's room doesn't have anybody in it, then I want you to just lick the side of my dick, real quick. That's all. Just lick the side of it with your tongue! That will show me that you really mean it. OK? If you will do that, then I will believe you and quit thinking you are just making fun of me. OK?"

"Fine with me man, fine with me! I kind of guess that means I get to be the first one doing the stuff, right? You are just going to stand there and watch me get you dick wet, right?"

"Yea. Yea that's what I mean. I'll pull it out and you bend over and lick on it for just a minute. You don't have to suck on it or anything like that, just lick the side of it!"

"OK that works for me. If I'm not mistaken the next roadside rest park has a woods behind it, so if there are guys in the rest room, we'll go out in the woods and do it there, OK?"

"Yea shit yea! Damn that sounds more exciting to me than just doing it in the rest room. Oh shit man, that sounds hot!"

"OK, if that is more exciting to you, we'll just plan on doing it back in the woods then. Hey, this is getting you all excited, isn't it? I can see that boner that is stuck inside of those cut-offs! It's getting all stiff and hard!"

"Yea I'm getting really hard. Jack, I'm going to pull it out. OK? Can I do that? I'll cover it up if a truck or some high SUV comes up beside us, OK?"

"Sure man, pull it out! I want to see what I'm going to get my tongue on in a little while!"  With that indication of "OK", Mike just pulled the bottom of the left leg of his cut-offs up a little, and let his rod fly out of the bottom, without even unfastening his cut-offs. Looking around to make sure nobody could see into the car, he pulled his man meat stick out and as he flipped it up toward his belly, he looked at Jack and watched as Jack's eyes got rather big and he took a deep breath as Jack exclaimed about how damn nice and good looking that dick was.

"Oh shit Mike! Man you have a real dick of death on you, don't you? Shit man, that damn thing is thick! My God man, you are a fucking horse! Boy you sure do have me beat for size! Looking at that thing, I am really surprised that some guy in a locker room or a gang shower or someplace hasn't already gotten to it. Mike, when you are in a locker room or someplace naked, don't guys look at that thing? Shit man, I'm really surprised that damn thing has not been sucked dry a long time ago."

As Mike sat there, handling his hard-on and constantly watching outside to make sure nobody could see what he was doing from another passing car or truck, he told Jack, "Well, yea I have noticed a number of guys kind of really looking at it at times, but nobody ever told me he wanted to do anything with it. But Jack, I do think the reasons why I've been wanting some guy to play with me is because of those guys that I have seen looking at it, and then quickly walking away. I know for damn sure that if one of those guys would have ever asked for it, I would never have been able to tell him no! Jack, I've wanted a day like this to happen for years now. Can I tell you, I jerk it off and make believe that it is some other guy playing with it instead of just me. Oh Jack I am getting so excited and anxious for us to do some stuff. You still willing to play with me? Oh Jack, please tell me that you still want to! God man, I feel like I need to jerk it off right here and now. Oh shit man, I am getting way too damned excited! Oh Jack I want to do some stuff with you. I want to see your dick and feel you! Oh Jack, please, can I have sex with you?"

As Jack kept looking over at Mike, his raging hard-on, and it's shinny bright red tip, Jack was readjusting his own boner that had now gotten very stiff and solid, and he said, "Hey Mike don't jerk it off here. Hold on man, don't jerk it off yet! I think you and I are both getting ourselves way excited here. Look at this damn tent I've got sticking out down here." As Jack again attempted to push his rod down some, he added, "Shit man, my dick has not been this hard in years, I swear! God Mike, you have gotten me all hot and ready! You sure don't need to be afraid that I'm just trying to make fun of you. Nobody with this much of a raging hard-on is making fun of anybody!"

After about another three or four minutes of Jack admiring Mike's big exposed rod, and letting Mike reach over and rub his hidden stick a few times, Jack said, "Hey Mike, put that pole of yours back in and get covered up. That roadside rest area is coming up pretty soon, and the way I'm feeling right now, it's going to be one fast pull in, slam on the breaks, jump out of the car and head for the woods, so that I can take that damn big monster in my hands. Mike I have never gotten myself all worked up over some other guy before, but shit man, with what you just showed me, I'm all a mess. Man, I want to feel that thing! I want to squeeze that in my hand. Man, I am breathing heavy like some ole horny whore! Shit man, I don't think I have ever seen some guy's dick that damn big! God you have got a big sausage, man! What a fucking telephone pole you've got man!"

Mike got himself all re-composed and presentable, and as Jack parked the car in one of the more "end spots", a little away from the other six or seven cars at the road stop, he looked over at Mike, grinned, licked his lips, then looked down at his own crotch, repositioned his own stiff stick and said, "OK Mike, here's the plan. Let's get out and I'll head for the rest room area so that we get a building in-between us, you head out that direction and try to disappear into the woods without anybody seeing you, and I will come around from the rest room building area and head for the same place. OK? Ready? Think we can get out there without people seeing us?"

"Yea Jack I think so, but right now I'm more concerned about them being able to see the raging hard-ons that we are both trying to hide. Shit man, if anybody looks at either one of us, they can see our pants standing out. I know, --I'll carry this map so I can kind of put it in front of me if I need to, and maybe you can pull your shirt tale out and let it hang down some. Think that might work?"

"Yea Mike, we'll make it work. Come on man, head for the woods, I'll be right behind you!"

Both men got out of the car, Mike headed in one direction and Jack rather headed in another direction, over toward the rest room buildings. Keeping an eye open for anybody that might be watching him, or just noticing him, Mike carefully, but quickly left the park area and disappeared into the cover of the woods.

As Jack circled the rest room area, so that he was now hidden by the buildings, he too headed toward the woods in the same general area that Mike had gone into.

After sneaking into the cover of the woods, Jack stood there for a moment and listened for any noise that Mike might be making.

"Jack, over here."

Jack was only about 20 feet away from Mike, but he had not seen him hiding in the brush. As Jack walked over toward him, the closer he got, the more anxious and excited he got. Rubbing his own crotch, pushing his own man meat stick down and, at the same time, enjoying the feel of its hard and very firm state, he approached Mike and found out that Mike had already slid his cut-offs down to his ankles.

As Jack reached forward to finally get a good a hold on Mike's fleshy hard pole, Jack exclaimed, "OH shit man! I had no idea you didn't have any briefs on under those cut-offs. Mike, how in the hell can you keep this thing from falling out the bottom of those cut-offs without some briefs on?'

Then as Jack reached out and grabbed a hold of Mike's stick, he said, "Oh shit man, I've never done this before! Oh God Mike, it's hot! I feels real warm!"

Mike put his finger up to Jack's mouth and rather indicated to him to be a little more quiet. Both men chuckled and Jack said, "Thanks! I guess I was kind of forgetting where I am at. But shit man, this thing is really turning me on. For being a guy that has never played with some other guy's dick before, this whole thing of doing this, it sure is feeling damn good to me! Your dick feels good too, but just the doing it is so damned exciting! My God, I've got a man's dick in my hand! This is something that I never thought would ever happen! My God I'm standing here with some other guy's dick in my hand! Christ Mike, I've never take my own dick out when I'm outdoors, and now I've got your's in my hand. Shit man, I like this! God this is hot!"

Mike stepped out of his cut-offs, bent over and picked them up and then suggested that they move back into the woods a little deeper. "I feel like we're too close to the park area there. I'm afraid somebody could find us. Some kid could come walking in from the parking lot. Let's go back here where it's a whole lot more private, OK?"

"Yea, OK" Jack responded as they headed back into the wooded area a little deeper, found a nice little comfortable spot and then stopped, turned toward each other and simultaneously reached down and grabbed for the other man's rod. Jack of course had a much better item to grab a hold on, since Mike's nine and a half or ten incher was now standing out for the entire world to see. As Jack slid his grip onto it, Mike reached up and put his hand firmly up in the crotch of Jack's dockers. As he rubbed and squeezed he heard Jack softly ask him to take it out.

"Oh Mike, get my cock out. Please get it out and rub it. Oh Mike, play with my dick!" First Mike had to do the belt, then the waist button, and then the zipper. He knew from the force pushing from inside of the fabric that, once he got everything opened up, he was going to be presented with a dick that Jack should have no embarrassment presenting.

"Oh fucking hell shit man!" Mike exclaimed as he reached down and pushed Jack's tight white briefs out of the way and Jack's rod finally got all un-caged and released. "Shit man! You were all excited about mine! Hell man, look at yours! Crap, it may not be quite as big as mine, but hell man, you could hang a flag on your own!"

Jack appreciated Mike's acclamations about his dick, but he truly did feel that Mike was rightfully the proclaimed proud owner of the greatest dick ever presented to anybody, for whatever reason.

As the two men stood there, one hand on the other guys' dick, and then his other hand around the man's waist, Mike looked at Jack and silently licked his lips, and then looked down toward his own cock. Jack fully understood that was an unspoken question of, "Just when are you going to lick the side of my dick?"

Jack looked at Mike, grinned, took a very deep breath, licked his lips and then suddenly bent over and so very quickly slid his tongue from the base of the big rod, to the outer bright red tip. As he stood back up, he took another big deep breath, again licked his lips, grinned at Mike and asked, "OK. Believe me now? I've licked your dick, I've got some of your crotch sweat in my mouth, and now I've actually put my tongue on some other guy's dick! Something that I sure as hell never dreamt of doing, today or any other day! Mike, I did what you asked. I showed you and did my part! Now can I count on you to stay with me for at least tonight? Get in my bed with me, and let me learn all about how guys play with other guys? Mike I want to have sex with you! Are we going to?"

"Oh shit yes Jack, shit yes! Man, I never imagined this stupid hitch hiking thing of mine would turn out this good! Hell, all I was hoping for was maybe some little funny action hidden out someplace, probably someplace like this, and then I'd hitch hike back home. Man, I like this whole thing a lot better! This is great! Jack, you've licked me. You've put your tongue on my dick. Oh man, that was the first time I've ever had some guy down there by my dick, let alone lick on it! Oh Jack, that was a first! That was exciting! Was that OK? You OK that you licked my cock? You know I haven't done that yet, and I don't want to until we are in a hotel or motel room someplace, because once I start, I know I won't want to stop. I've waited for this for way too long now to just do it and then have to stop right away! Doing that was OK and didn't freak you out any? You anxious to do some more when we get to the room? Will you lick on me some more when we get there?"

As Jack continued to stand there, Mike's enormous boner in his hand, he continued to grin at Mike and continued to lick his lips.

"Mike my man! That was way more than just OK! That was what I have wanted to do to some guy's dick ever since I was in junior high school and saw a couple of guys supporting some of the first hard-ons that I had ever seen. They developed down there before I did, and I've been jealous of their dicks ever since then."

"Yea but Jack, you developed too! Damn nicely I must say! You sure don't have any reason to be jealous of any guy's dick!"

"Yea I know Mike, but when you are that age, you always want to be the first and the best, and after seeing those two stiff dicks sticking out of a couple of friends, and I couldn't do the same thing, I have always felt jealous of them."

"Well Jack, after you did start getting hard-ons, did they ever see yours? Did you ever get it hard in front of them?"

Yea, I did, and yea they made comments about me being hung like a horse, but still, I always felt like they got it before I did, and I was just always kind of jealous."

"Jack, I am not trying to psychoanalyze you, but do you think that maybe that jealously was really your inner desires to actually play with those dicks, instead of the fact that they got hard before you did? Jack, did you want to do some dick playing back then?"

Jack looked at Mike and said, "You know guy. For some guy that is studying business and not human nature, you sure do seem to have a pretty good perspective on life and living. Yea----yes! Yea, I wanted to play with those dicks back then, and I think that it never happened is really the reason that I call it being jealous. Maybe I wasn't jealous, maybe I was just plain hungry and never got fed! So, Mr. College guy, what do you think?"

"Personally, I think you hit the nail on the head! Come-on, lets hit the road again. We need to get ourselves in a nice private room where we can explore just why both of us have been wanting to do this for so long! Right now, since you are the only one of us that has ever licked a guy's dick before, you are now the leader, and I am the student!"

"Oh yea! Ever licked a guy's dick before! You mean like four minutes ago. Yea that really makes me the experienced guy, doesn't it? I'm not the leader, and you are not the student. We are two grown men that are going to do some exploring with each other, and with each other's bodies, and we are going to learn from each other! OK? Even status! Well---except for that extra big dick you've got. Guess I'll never be even status to that thing!"

Silently without speaking, but rather by hand movements and face jesters of smiles and grins, the two men expressed their individual pleasures of being with the other man in this type of a situation, and silently they "re-dressed" and made themselves rather presentable before heading back toward the car. Carefully they left the cover of the woods, and got back to the car, sight unseen.

Or so they thought!

As Jack backed the car out of it's parking spot, both men suddenly realized that two young men, nice looking, nice bodies, attractive, early 20's, were leaning up against the side of their car and were very visibly waving and smiling wildly at them. There was no misunderstanding that the two young gentlemen knew exactly what had just transpired. Well Jack and Mike were pretty confident that the two did not know about the "first time lick" or any of the other details, but it was very obvious that the two young men did know that Jack and Mike had just come out of the woods, together. As Mike and Jack drove past the two, the two young men both let out somewhat of an approval yell, and gave Mike and Jack two big thumbs up signals! As Jack drove past them, he looked over and grinned, and Mike, being on that side of the car, smiled very widely and waved back very friendly like.

"Well Jack, I guess we were pretty careful that nobody saw us go into the woods, but I guess we weren't as careful when we came back out!"

"I'd agree with that, but I really don't think those two cared too much do you? I mean they acted pretty much like, "Hey right on man"! I'm sure they knew the what's and the why's, of why we came out of the woods together. But, you know, I just wonder if maybe they saw us back in there and we just didn't know it. Hell man, we might have been using their spot! They might have been standing there watching us! They might have been waiting for us to get out of there so they could go do their thing!"

"Oh shit Jack, do you think maybe they did see us in there? Hell maybe they did! Maybe that is why they were out there standing by their car waiting on us to come back out! Shit man! Maybe somebody else watched you take a lick on my dick beside just me! Oh shit man, I think that is hot! God Jack, am I sounding like I like to, or I want to do, public sex? God Jack, do you suppose I'm an exhibitionist? Jack do you think I want to have sex out someplace where people can watch? Shit man, now I'm worrying about me. The idea of maybe those guys watching us back there is getting me all excited. Shit Jack! God man! Something like that is not supposed to get a guy excited is it? Jack, I like the idea that they might have watched us! Shit man! I never thought about that before, but now that I think that it might have happened, that's a turn on!"

Jack laughed with Mike about his anxiety of maybe being watched while they played in the woods a little. As they drove on toward Cincinnati, they further discussed Mike's excitement over possibly being watched and how he was wanting to do something like that again. Jack had to calmly explain to him that he just could not be caught out in public having sex, but if anything happened where other gays were there watching, that yea, he could go along with that. He admitted to Mike that the idea of playing in front of other people could definitely be a big turn on for him too. Something that he had never pondered before, but now that he was thinking about it, yea,----it could be kind of exciting for him too.

"Yea!' Jack admitted. "Yea doing something that very personal, letting other people see all of you naked and doing stuff with your own body and playing with somebody else's body, and letting other people watch, yea that really could be a damn big turn on couldn't it? You know Mike,-- the way that thought is turning me on too, maybe I should have gotten into the porno business. They sure let others watch them have sex, don't they?"

Continuing their drive south and headed for Cincy, the two new friends continued to discover additional items about each other, and started to rather built a very new, but a very strong and open friendship. Jack did admit that considering the way their friendship had gotten started, they really had no reason to keep secrets from each other.

"When two guys admit to each other that they have never had gay sex before, but that they want to do it with the other new friend, that's a pretty strong way to start a friendship. Everything out in the open, so to say!" And then laughing, Jack added, "And for you young man, you have a whole lot to have out in the open!"

Mike agreed about how their new friendship was starting, and he told Jack, "Thanks for accepting me! You could have gotten really all pissed at me! Thanks Jack!"

Jack told Mike that he did have room reservations at his normal, rather out of the way, and cheaper motel, where he usually stays at, but he thought perhaps some supper before they went to the room just might be a good idea.

"The room is guaranteed anyway, so if we are a little late getting there, it's no big deal."

"Oh OK!" Mike replied. "But Jack, I'm not dressed very appropriately for being seen out anyplace that is not some sleazy joint, so do you think maybe we should get checked into the room so I can change into something a little more presentable before we go to eat? I did bring some more presentable pants with me in my backpack since I really did not have any idea of how many days I would be away. Jack, I do look kind of like some back alley slut in these short cut-offs, don't you think?"

Jack and Mike did agree that perhaps going to the room before supper was the right thing to do. Jack did agree that it could be rather embarrassing if he did happen to see any of his customers while with Mike in his sexy, all too short, all too tight, show it all, cut-offs. Maybe not the best image for a good company image! Sexy, but not athletic! And Jack did have to admit that with the size of Mike's dick, the shortness of his cut-offs, and no underbriefs, there was a terribly large possibility of that enormous thing, to come sliding, out if he even so much as sat a little wrong. Or even more dangerously, if he started talking or even thinking about the wrong subject.

After they arrived at the motel, Jack went to the office and checked in while Mike waited for him in the car. As Jack came back with the room key, Mike grabbed his backpack from the back seat of the car, Jack got his luggage from the trunk and they headed for room #233.

As they headed for the room, Jack explained, "I usually use one of the rooms up front, close to the front desk and the restaurant area, but I asked the desk lady if they had anything available back here where it is a little more quite. I told her that I was kind of in the mood for a little more peace and quite than normal, and did she mind re-scheduling me into the back. So anyway, I'm hoping it's a little more private back here, and besides, I really don't need somebody seeing me taking some hot hunk into the room with me!"

Once they got to room 233, Jack did tell Mike that he needed to call home and kind of report in, which was his normal when out of town, and would he mind, maybe, changing clothes in the bathroom, but very silently, without any noise, while he called his wife.

Mike quickly agreed to that, and made a very firm promise that while Jack was on the phone he would make no noise at all. He understood the seriousness of that request.

As Jack called his house and let his wife know he was now in Cincinnati, and that he had gotten there OK, he also spoke to his daughter, Debbie, and told her how sorry he was that he had not been there to hear her play in the school orchestra for their performance that night.

While Jack was talking to Debbie, although he was in the bathroom, Mike was standing within direct eyesight of Jack. He turned, so that his back was aimed directly toward Jack, bent over,---to act as if he was picking something up from the floor, and gave Jack one beautiful wide angle shot of his bare ass and all of the fuzz that goes with it.

"Damn you man!" Jack exclaimed as he hung up the phone. "Shit man I am damn glad I was talking to Debbie right then, and not my wife, or she would have asked me why I took a big gasp right then. I'd had to lie to her and tell her I spilled something. Shit man, I guess when I asked to you make sure you didn't make any noise while I was on the phone, maybe I should have told you to make sure you didn't show me any bare body parts either. Shit man! You have one sweet looking ass back there! You have got one hell of a strong, well muscled ass, don't you? Damn was that an invite for me to do some stuff back there later?"

Still, completely unclothed, Mike walked over toward Jack, and in an "on stage" presentation manner, he presented his fully nude, athletic, muscular and very well hung body for a very complete, and a very close-up inspection and admiration. His sausage sized rod, was also very hard, very stiff and very protruding! As Mike turned, it swung around and the tip of it brushed the side of Jack's face. Jack smiled!

"Later? How hungry are you for food? Or how hungry are you for this?" He asked, as he tempted Jack with a handful of stiff, hard-on cock and balls in the front and then switching around quickly, ---a handful of muscular ass. "Blow on my ass Jack, blow on my ass! Let me feel the warmth of your breath blowing on my ass! Oh God Jack! I can't believe this! Until just about a minute ago I had never had some other guy even see my ass, and now I am begging for you to blow on it. Oh Jack, will you please kiss it,-----please kiss my ass!"

"Oh Mike baby, ---Mike baby! Come over here man, come here! Back up here man! Bend over again, ---yea, like you did before! Yea, bend over as far as you can! Grab your ankles man! Let me see that cute tinny little fuzzy ass hole you've got tucked away in there! Yea, bend over man, bend over! I think I'm about to feed you, but it sure ain't going to be supper!"