The time came for me to leave North Carolina on my way to New Mexico, and I spent the first night just outside of Atlanta and then got an early start the next morning. By the time I'd gotten almost to Birmingham, Alabama, the breakfast coffee had gotten to me and I stopped at a rest area, pulling in next to one of those big recreational vehicles, or `RV's. I recognized the model and make since I had worked on the ad campaign for the manufacturer back in my advertising days. It was an expensive model and I gave it an appraising glance.
The men's room was the usual: slightly smelly with three urinals and a couple of stalls. Nothing too interesting in the way of graffiti, so I did my business, zipped up and walked back to the car. As I approached my car, I noticed a good-looking guy about 10 years older than my 34 standing in the doorway of the RV and I gave him a head to toe glance. Dark hair falling over his forehead, about 6'tall and what seemed to be a nicely put together body. He was drinking a cup of coffee and was dressed in grey sweat pants and a t-shirt. From the look of his crotch, he wasn't wearing underwear and my glance lingered there.
"Good morning," I said, smiling. He returned the smile and said good morning.
"I recognize your RV. I used to work on the ad campaign for the manufacturer... you've got a nice model."
"Thanks," he said with a broad smile while pushing back hair that had fallen into his eyes. I groaned internally and my legs felt weak. "It's fairly new and I'm learning my way around it," he laughed. " I'm on my way to meet my wife in Dallas. We're doing a tour of the West and she's visiting her folks while I break in the RV."
Being curious, I asked, "Did you get the model with the large bathroom?" I had thought of that since my eyes were about on crotch level with him.
"Come in and have a look. You're familiar with the model. How about a cup of coffee?"
"I'd love to see the inside, but I'll pass on the coffee. That's what made me stop here to begin with. I'm on my way to visit a friend in Santa Fe, so I can't stay long."
As I came up the steps, he stepped aside but not so far that my thigh got a feel of his cock through his sweats. I looked at him and smiled and he returned the smile. Hmmmm, I thought. This might be interesting. He introduced himself as Ken. We shook hands as I told him I was Jim.
He showed me the driver's area pointing out the shades that pull down at night for privacy and the fancy driver's seat that looked like a recliner chair. Then we went to the kitchen area and I was impressed with all they had added. All during this tour, he was staying close and I couldn't decide if it was because of the small spaces or if he was interested. The wedding band piqued my interest since I had fantasies about married men.
Motioning with his coffee cup, he said, "Here's the bathroom. We did decide on the large one." He walked ahead of me and stood in the door of the bath waiting for me to come in. He didn't move as I entered and my hand brushed against a cock that seemed a little firmer than what I had witnessed before. Again, he looked me in the eye and didn't say anything. I looked around making approving noises and as I turned around, he was there and reached out to cup my crotch. Raising an eyebrow, I smiled and he smiled. "Let me lock the door," he murmured.
I walked out of the bathroom and he came to me, wrapped his arms around me and gave me a coffee-tainted kiss. I returned it willingly.
"Am I that obvious?" I asked with a grin when we broke apart.
"No, no, not really. I just thought, what the hell, I'll try and see what happens. Let's go to the bedroom. You know where it is!"
We entered the room and there was a queen sized bed with bedside tables and enough room for a chair and table. He stood in front of me and softly said, "I, uh...well, if you don't mind... I want to undress you." I smiled and spread my arms out in an `I'm-all-yours' gesture. He smiled back and began taking off my shirt, then my shoes and sox. When he stood up, his hand caressed my growing cock then he undid my belt and unzipped my pants. Looking me in the eye, he slowly knelt down as he slid my pants to the floor, leaving me in my briefs with a large bulge and a wet spot. I stepped out of my pants and he hung them over the chair. He knelt again and pressed his mouth against my bulge and, using his teeth, nipped at my cock. I groaned as my cock twitched. He continued to work on my cock, using his lips and teeth, sucking it through my briefs.
He stood up and quickly removed his sweats that were now sporting a large wet spot where his cock had been pressed against the material. His rigid circumcised cock slapped up against his belly and, being a good judge of cocks, I'd say it was close to 7 inches long and a nice girth. The head was large, which I love, and leaking a string of pre-cum. He skinned out of his t-shirt and, taking my hand, we moved to the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed, pulled off my briefs and gave a gasp as my 7+ inch cock popped out. He took it in his hand, squeezing it and examined it closely, rubbing his nose along it and smelling it, and then wrapped his mouth around it. I threw back my head and drew in a breath. He was a good cock sucker: slowly going from the tip to my pubes varying the pressure of his lips as he went. When he got it all the way in his mouth he moved his head back and forth and used his tongue to tap the sensitive underside of the head. It was all I could do not to cum.
Pulling me down on top of him, we lay on the bed and I ground my crotch into his. I kissed him and our tongues wrapped around each other. I kissed down the side of his neck to his chest where I gently bit his right nipple eliciting a loud groan from him as he held my head in place and arched his back. With my fingers, I squeezed his other nipple and continued down his body.
When I reached his cock, I held it up and licked around the head, swiping the drops of pre-cum off with my tongue. Then I licked down to his balls, rolling each around in my mouth, then coming back up and engulfing his cock. He was beginning to squirm on the bed and he reached down to grab my head and force more of his cock into my mouth. I sucked on it for a couple of minutes, swirling my tongue around it and then, holding his thighs, I raised them as my tongue traveled down to his crack. He had obviously showered since his crack smelled clean but with that funky smell I love. I dove into his hole with my tongue. "Oh, shit", he groaned. "Oh, god, that's good. Eat my ass out. Ohhhh, shit." I continued to lather his hole with my spit, running my tongue around the hole and then spearing it, getting it in as far as I could. He was moaning and moving around, his hands clenching the sheets.
He was breathing heavily. "Oh, God, fuck me. Oh, please fuck me." he moaned, after several minutes of my sucking his hole. I raised up, looked at him and he had his eyes half closed with a look of lust on his face. "I want you to fuck me. NOW." he growled He reached into a drawer next to the bed and brought out a condom. "Use this."
I had no problem with that and proceeded to roll it onto my rigid cock. I spit on my cock, rubbing the sticky lube around and then settled myself between his raised thighs. I pushed my cock into his hole and he gasped and grimaced, and said to go ahead, but slowly. I eased my cock in and felt the head pop past his ring. He let out a soft "Oh" as I slipped all the way in. I remained still to let him get use to my dick, then I started a slow in and out movement. His hole was so tight and hot and I closed my eyes, visualizing where my dick was and relishing the sensations. I started to move more forcefully, increasing my speed. By this time we were both sweating and my sweat was dropping on his cock which was still hard.
He grabbed my hips and began to pull me into him. "Fuck me harder. HARDER. DAMNIT, FUCK ME. FUCK ME.!" he yelled. I began to pound his ass, my thighs making a slapping sound against his ass that matched the slurping sound of my cock going in and out of his hole. He started to move his head from side to side, slinging off the sweat on his face and hair, moaning and gasping and clenching his fists on the sheets.
"Oh. Oh. Ohhh, shit. I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum", he yelled. His cock spasmed and shot a rope of cum to his face. Each successive shot coated his chin and chest and finally pooled around his navel. With his first shot, his tightening hole set me off. I threw my head back and growled as I rammed my cock in as far as I could and filled the condom with what felt like an incredible load of cum. I slowed my movements and finally stopped, catching my breath. I leaned over and licked the cum from his face, chest and navel, savoring the salty lumpiness of it. My deflating cock slipped out of his hole with a soft "pop" and I remained there on my knees as we looked each other in the eye. We both smiled and I reached down to remove the condom.
"Wait. Don't throw that away," he said. He took it from my hand and, holding it above his mouth, drank the cum from the condom. He licked his lips and gave me a shy smile, saying, "I love cum. Unfortunately, my wife can't give it to me like this."
I fell down on the bed next to him and we laughed. I lay there for a few minutes and then turned my head to look at him. I asked, "What will you tell your wife why you're so late getting to Dallas?"
He frowned and thought a minute. "Well... I guess...I guess I could tell her I had trouble with the RV." He turned to look at me and asked, "What will you tell your friend?"
Laughing, I rolled on top of him, squishing our wet cocks together and said, "I think he'll understand."
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