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Rest Area

by Patrick2380 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

It was about 10 pm and I had been driving for about 3 hours on my way home to DC. The drive down 70 East is curvy, but I have been making the trip quite often lately so even the mountains and hills weren't enough to keep me awake anymore. I decided I had better pull off at the next rest area to grab some coffee and use the bathroom to get me through the se...

Rest Area

by Sourcer on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The Interstate went on mile after uneventful mile, a perfect ribbon of black cutting the desert before me. The car's air conditioner kept us cool while outside the world sweltered. Beside me, my wife dozed and in the back seat, my son did the same. If I paid attention to the road and my surroundings, I would go mad with boredom. In the cool comfort of the ca...

Rest Area Can Be a Man Sex Bonanza

by Peteoral on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

This is a true story of one of my sexual adventures. I hope it heats up your day as it has mine just writing it and remembering that days man to man pleasures. I often travel up I25 to do business in Albuquerque. Its a lonely desert interstate with little in the way of civilization. There are 3 rest areas with bathroom facilities between Las Cruces & ALB. I...

Rest Area Patrol Pt. 03

by LthrBndBy on Jul 6, 2020
Gay Male

I'm woken up suddenly by an overload of sensation. I've got one hand wrapped around my morning wood, Which is pulsating because I have to piss so badly, his morning wood is sliding into my hole, which can't be all that clean since I haven't gone to the bathroom. "What the?" I turn my head. His free hand goes over my mouth, "shut up and take my fucking co...

Rest Area Patrol Pt. 02

by LthrBndBy on Jul 6, 2020
Gay Male

This story is purely fictional, however, will explore some of my deepest fantasies. *** It's been two weeks, I departed from my hometown in Maine at exactly the right time to catch that highway patrol guy. I was driving down that highway again, no cop in sight. I even pick up my speed a little in hopes that he'll stop me. I pull off at the rest area, and...

Rest Area Patrol

by LthrBndBy on Jul 6, 2020
Gay Male

It was almost dark, just enough light to tell what's behind you and just enough dark to be alone on an empty highway. I noticed the sign for a rest area up ahead and I had to take a piss. I noticed a single head light coming up on me, and as it got closer, I noticed it was a motorcycle cop, I quickly checked my speed, as we all do, cruise control set at 73...

The Rest Area [GF-32] Pt. 01

by charlessmythe on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Before I gave my first blowjob, I'd had a few experiences with guys, where I played with one guy's cock for a while before he stroked me off and another instance where I sucked a guy for a little while before he got me off. In both cases the guys seemed more satisfied than I was. But I never got the chance to pursue taking another guy's load. However, one ni...

The Rest Area

by sickoboy on Oct 21, 2019
Gay Male

Damian was driving from Fremont to Pealsburg, his trusty truck eating the miles and chugging gas, the summer night warm and wind cool as it streamed into his single cab. In the dark of the night Damian had stopped on the side of the road and shucked his jeans off, driving the rest of the way naked, his hard cock against the steering wheel, like a third hand...

No Rest in the Rest Area

by rodneysteele41 on Jul 31, 2018
Gay Male

During my years of exploring the world, and getting my rocks off in as many different ways, and places, as possible, the first time I enjoyed a sex romp at a highway rest area was back in the mid-nineties. I had been returning to Austin, Texas, for my senior year at the university when the need for a bathroom stop got the better of me. Too much McDonald's dr...

Fun at a Rest Area

by michbics on Sep 15, 2017
Gay Male

My experience with sex at a rest area all started one weekend when I was meeting a friend in Southern California. The Interstate is littered with rest areas little did I know that I would become infatuated with them. I have heard of what some folks call gay "cruising" at rest areas but I never thought I would be one getting "cruised." So, I had been in the...