Disclaimer: The story is purely fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of the actors or the characters they portray or celebrities incidentally mentioned in the course of this story. Mama's Family characters created by Dick Clair and Jenna McMahon and owned by Warner Brothers Television. "V" characters were created and/ or property of Kenneth Johnson and Warner Brothers.
If you are not at the legal age to view sexual materials, please turn back now. This story contains homosexual sex and derogatory language.
Keeping your eyes off the merest outline of a delicious denim wrapped prize makes for a captivating sport for any warm blooded man. Bubba could hardly keep his eyes on the road as he glimpse what he could make out of the crotch of the man sitting next to him. Bubba wasn't familiar with the roads he was taking, but his new friend was good with directions. Ever since they left the bar, he had left street lights and city noises for the more rural setting with longs roads where long stretches of land separated houses. Even Raytown wasn't this scenic. Bubba was much more concerned with trying to continue the outer conversation masking his inner thoughts about the possibility of really getting to know his friend better.
"You think I'm just crazy just like everyone else does."
"No, Mr.. Donovan. I mean Mike. Sometimes things happen, and not everyone can deal with stuff. I think you are brave man just to talk about it. It sounds crazy, but it don't make you crazy."
"Lizard people. Ships. Conspiracies. It sounds crazy to me, and I'm the one telling it. But... maybe for a while, everything's okay." Mike grinned as he looked over at Bubba. He enjoyed the blond's smile and his charm. He wondered how he'd ever thank the young man for driving him home. He noticed how the young man just talked to him without judging the strange stories he had told that night. And he knew that no matter what happened next, he just wanted to have fun tonight.
Mike had noticed the build under Bubba's grey shirt tucked into a pair of painted on jeans. The boy's chest was broad with muscles and his thighs seemed ready bust out of the jeans.
"You need some gas money or something?"
"Naw, I just hope I can find my home. I mean, this is no bid deal. I don't mind driving you."
"But, how can I thank you?" Mike looked over a Bubba with a sparkle in his eyes. He shined a pearly smile in Bubba's direction. Bubba shuddered at the thought of verbalizing his thought of asking to kiss Mike goodnight.
"You don't have to thank me."
"I want to."
"Me too. I mean, I want to thank you for making me feel comfortable tonight. I was bored with most of this trip, but you made it more fun. I wanna have fun like this all the time. So, thank you."
"You're welcome." Mike's left hand started rubbing on the long bulge in his jeans. And he knew Bubba was checking the motion. "Ya know, this is a good, quiet stretch of land out here. We could just park and chat if you want. "
Bubba found a spot to pull over and turn off the truck lights.
"You know, you really are welcome Bubba." Mike spread his legs in the passenger seat as both men undid their belt buckles. They didn't say a word as their faces leaned closer together. They could feel their breaths on each other's faces as Bubba's hand wandered over to Mike's inner thigh. "You are welcome to take it out, Bubba. It's getting uncomfortable in there anyway. Feel how cramped it is?"
Bubba slowly undid the zipper and let his right hand bring the fully grown seven inch eel out of its cavern. He stroked on it as Mike adjusted to allow his hips a degree of slow thrusting. He wondered if it was just him or did Bubba have some mighty fine hand skills. Bubba's handy work became more determined when Mike's lips found their way to his neck and the trail of hot, wet kisses began.
Bubba returned the favor by sheathing the dagger in his mouth. Bubba's mouth had watered for sometime before his descent, so he was giving Mike an incredible blow job both slick and full of hard suction. Mike almost lost it when Bubba added a deep humming to his physical workout. It was like the kid hadn't had cock in a long time. Mike moaned and ran his hand up and down Bubba's well sculpted back as he watched the blond's head bob up and down.
Bubba used his hand to massage's Mike's ample shaft lubricated well by Bubba's mouth.
"Bubba, suck my nuts. Put 'em in your mouth."
Bubba took a moment to go down further. He slurped one of the gum ball nuts into his mouth and suck on it alternately soft, hard, soft. He repeated this method on the other nut. And without warning, he pulled away and went back down taking both of 'em in his mouth adding to the moment another humming tune. The vibrations went through Mike like shockwaves from rollercoaster ride.
Mike pulled Bubba up just in time for Bubba to see long white streams pour out of Mike's spout. Bubba loved watching it coat Mike's dick. He went down again lapping at his creamy reward then sucking it up with his luscious lips. Mike didn't know what to do, but he knew he didn't want this to end.
When Bubba finished, both men got out of the truck and sat on the the open tailgate. Mike didn't even bother to zip his pants up, he just took off his shirt and laid back on the bed of the truck. Bubba was amazed at the ripples in his abs. Bubba had taken off his drenched shirt too. He laid back and smiled at Mike. When Mike licked his lips, Bubba rolled over on top of the man. Mike was overwhelmed at the strong tongue intruding into his mouth and finding its way down his throat. He loved it, and he wanted it to continue overpowering him as he used his hands to unzip and lower Bubba's pants down his muscular thighs.
Bubba rose up some to let Mike lower his own jeans down. Bubba laid back on top of Mike with his freed cock pressing against Mike's middle as his nine inch length was pressed into Mike's legs. Bubba moved back and forth until his cock found its way into Mike's parting pucker. "A-ahh!" The sound of Michael Donovan's surrender made Bubba quicken his entrance and assault Mike's open tunnel with a carnal churning force.
The truck rocked from the motion in its bed as Bubba fucked Mike with total abandon. Mike sounded like first time prom night conquest. He actually squirmed underneath Bubba's wild pelvic thrust and the unbelievable work Bubba's tongue and lips did on his neck and ears. He could feel every inch of Bubba mercilessly tenderizing his ass. When it almost became too much, he could feel the tidal wave of cum coating his inner lining.
When Bubba pulled out and jumped up off Mike and the truck, Mike's hands rubbed at his sore and open mid mid section. His newly polished ass ached for more. What kind of whore had this blond hunk turned him into. He hadn't wanted it to end, but part of him needed the break. Mike sat up on the edge of the tailgate. Mike did not say a word as his hand reached out and gentle stroked on Bubba's semi hard dick. Mike thought that alien lizard's couldn't stand a chance against Bubba's slick and solid saber.