The following is a fictional story from a the fantasies of a bi-curious man. Becoming a Cock Slave Part 1: The Roadside Blowjob I was driving down a deserted country road after a two-day business trip. My job is to drive around the region and make presentations, so this wasn't unusual. I usually get the weekends off to spend with my wife so it's not a bad...
Jeff had been on the road for 5 hours, only stopping once for gas. It was a 9 hour drive from where he was staying to get back home. He'd been traveling for business and this time it was just easier to drive. He didn't mind driving long distances - for the most part the time alone to think was welcomed. And he got to avoid all the crap that comes with air tr...
I was 18 when I got into my dream school, I planned out my trip that was going to take about 17hrs. It was the most fun I ever had on a long distance road trip, I had to stop every few hours when I got extremely bored. I know it was risky but I had the money and wanted to knock out a lot of hours driving, sooo.. I got some coke which in my case makes me real...
When I was in my early thirties, I was heavily into rock climbing, often taking two or three multi-week climbing trips per year. These were usually done with my regular partner Jim, or another friend, or I'd travel alone. Most of these trips were to rural areas of the US, where we'd camp under the stars, cook all our own food, and occasionally make a long t...
* This is a fantasy of mine; no more, no less. Please don't leave negative feedback if you're surprised that it's male-on-male sex. What a trip. It's been seven days since I've been on the road already and I've had car trouble in two states, and now this. Who knew that taking this job as a sales rep would be such an adventure. I guess, with the money tha...
8===> The last day at the beach, the trip home, and the confession When we awoke the next morning, both Greg and I snickered as we discovered we were both not only as hard as rock as usual, but also wet and sticky from all the pre we had oozed as we slept curled together. We managed to get up and get into out suits for the beach without Trent or Ethan notic...
Something came up at work and now I am a day behind the rest of the guys on our yearly fishing trip to North West Ontario, Canada. This trip is my escape from reality with nothing but big sky, fishing, and beers with the guys for a week. I just left home in Des Moines, Iowa later than expected and with a new found level of stress. An unexpected outage halted...
I don't know if you've ever driven I-80 through Nebraska, but it's a long stretch of road that seems endless. It's mile after mile of unchanging scenery and asphalt that barely moves an inch in any direction. It will exhaust every song on the radio, every playlist on your phone, every podcast you meant to catch up with and sooner or later you find yourself i...
"So, you think that God is a civil engineer, Jake? Really?" "Not what I said, Sophie." Bemused, I tried again. "It was just the joke I was telling you-- I was saying the contractor told the engineers that." The magic gummy bear may have been a bad idea for this girl, I thought. The 10 mg THC infusion added to the sugary animal shapes up in Colorado must be...
My buddy Josh and I were about halfway in to a 10-hour drive when our friendship took an interesting turn...though thankfully the car kept going straight. We were both undergraduate students at a small music conservatory in Boston. Josh was a year ahead of me. We both studied voice, and both sang baritone. We were supportive and competitive. It was really th...