In that very first terrifying moment, after realizing what he had in store for me, I felt my whole body become one singular shivering vibration of fear and apprehension.
The worst part about it was that I actually felt myself wanting it, like when you know you’re going to get that Christmas bonus, but you don’t know how you’re going to spend it, and I couldn’t quite wrap my head around what was happening to me.
Right about the time he patted the bed beside him and invited me to sit down I thought about the possibility of just turning around and walking out of the hotel door and pretending like it had never even happened, but I was in too deep as it were.
I was staring right at it, and in doing so I had made a grave mistake, I had raised my eyebrow and made eye contact with him.
He had always been decent to me, and I didn’t necessarily want to act as though I was going to make a big fuss about it, but I also didn’t know how he would react to me giving in to my base desires and allowing him to have his way with me.
In my hesitance, when our eyes had met, I remembered how he told me once that my eyes would twinkle when I got excited about something, and I broke into a smile after seeing how he was smiling back at me. It was unfamiliar territory, seeing him this way and I wondered about all the things that would change between us after that moment.
My mom and dad had been out of the picture for most of my life and I had been raised by my grandmother who had basically pawned me off on the neighbors that lived across the street. They were a big Christian family with a small farm, lots to do and other kids to play with, and I ended up becoming really close with Jared who was my age, and Tonia who was a grade older. Steve was the oldest brother and he pretty much became the pseudo role model for me, teaching me how to drive and how to drink beers, and later how to have more fun than I thought I deserved.
When Steve graduated he went off to the Army and came back a few years later to watch me play football my senior year and graduate with honors. Steve was tall dark and handsome and he could have had any girl he wanted at the time, but I don’t think he was ever interested in the girls that lived in and around our rural Ohio community, so he spent a lot of time after the military, helping his parents as well as his younger siblings, and me get though those final years of school.
I remember when I graduated, he was there sitting next to my grandma in the bleachers cheering me on and recording the whole thing on his phone, his tan muscular frame, and handsome 5’oclock shadow face, with the jet black short cropped hair seemingly glowing next to my aging grandma, and catching the attention of some of the girls in my graduating class.
I spent most of the summer after Highschool drinking with my buddies at a local nearby abandoned barn where a handful of us would go to get away from our parent, and Steve was usually the one who pulled though for me when I needed someone to buy us the booze.
After a few months of partying with no direction, Steve invited me on a road trip to check out a job opportunity he had working for a big oil company up in North Dakota.
We had been on the road for several hours that day, me driving his fairly new big black Ford F-250 while he rested in the passenger seat and played DJ on his custom car stereo.
At the time I was a medium height, stocky eighteen-year-old with short dark hair and a real baby face, and Steve would often joke about how he was worried I would get us pulled over if the cop thought that a kid was driving, so he would have me wear a ball cap and shades to hide my youthfulness.
I remember pulling over in a small town in Iowa late that first night so we could find a hotel and Steve had me stop by a liquor store first so he could get a bottle of something.
We ended up finding a Motel 6 not far from there based on some directions he had gotten from the clerk.
When we pulled into the parking lot, the place was almost deserted, which I didn’t think was a good sign, but Steve was ready to unwind and we really didn’t have many other options.
Steve went in to get us a room and then came back and grabbed his night bag and told me the room number. I grabbed my things and locked up the pick-up and meandered over to the room that was situated on the ground floor around the corner from where we had parked.
The first thing I noticed was the there was only one bed, and I looked at Steve as he pulled out the bottle and set his things in a red upholstered chair and shook my head and mentioned the single bed to him.
“Where do you expect me to sleep?” I said frustrated and almost too tired to care as I sat my things down in the corner by the nightstand closest to the door.
“This was all they had. Don’t worry about it were gonna get nice and drunk and you can sleep anywhere you want.” He said grinning at me as he sat down on the bed and kicked off his cowboy boots, before standing back up to retrieve cups from the little coffee station cubby hole in the corner of the room, as I sat down at the foot of the bed and removed my tennis shoes and bounced on the bed with my ass to test the softness of the mattress.
“Alright, but I aint sleeping on the floor after all that driving.” I said as he walked over and handed me a small plastic cup half full of bourbon and then cheers me with it.
“To the great adventure.” He said before flopping down next to me on the bed and downing his cup.
I took a sip of my whiskey, and he got up to pour himself another and ended up taking the bottle with him and sitting back down beside me, picking up the tv remote in the process and turning on the small flat screen tv that was mounted on the wall in font of us. He flipped through the channels until he landed on an old timey country performance from sometime in the 70’s. He sang along with the song and I finished my bourbon and then looked around for my nicotine pouches that I had been addicted to for the better part of a year at that point.
When I realized I couldn’t find them, I sat back down and Steve poured me another cup full of bourbon and I shifted anxiously trying to remember where I put my pouches.
I drank down the second half cup of bourbon and being a light weight I stared to feel a little more ambitious about finding what I was looking for, and I started looking around the room for the truck keys slightly disoriented.
“I’m jumping in the shower. Go check the truck, but make sure you lock it.” Steve said getting up from the bed and removing his jeans, as I headed for the door in my bare feet to go look in the truck.
I traipsed out to the dimly lit parking lot barefooted, and unlocked the truck, feeling as though the sound of it beeping was going to wake someone, and I hurriedly rummaged through the front console and then down in the floorboards. I eventually found what I was looking for and climbed back out of the truck and closed the door, locked it with the key fab, and headed back to the room, the night air feeling chilly on my bare pale legs and my body shivered under the thin shorts and t-shirt that I was wearing at the time.
When I made it back into the room Steve was sitting at the edge of the bed in the same place that he had been sitting only now he was leaning back on the bed, water glistening on his tan lean military body, wearing only a small white towel around his waist.
I closed the door and stood there for a moment, forgetting what I had even been doing before that moment.
Steve looked over at me standing by the door and he gave me a mischievous grin like he knew what I was thinking.
I took a step forward and clumsily opened my little box of nicotine pouches and took one and put it into my gum line, and then nervously looked around the room for somewhere to sit. Steve patted the bed beside him and pulled the bottle from the floor and opened it and then glanced back up at me expectantly. Our eyes met and at that moment I started taking it all in. He wanted to get me drunk and my god he was a sexy fucking man, and I wanted to think of anything but what I was thinking at that moment, but he wouldn’t let me. I was pulled in by his deep dark brown eyes, and I sat down on the bed beside him and held out my cup.
He poured me another big double of bourbon, and I noticed that we had consumed nearly half of the bottle already, and I also noticed now good he looked sitting there nearly naked next to me and I peeked over at his crotch after downing the last of my drink.
What I saw made me nearly fall off of the bed. His towel had come apart and his dark manly pubic hair was visible, and he sat back on the bed with his hands behind him and looked over at me with a convincing smirk on his face.
“Why don’t you admit it? You want me, don’t you?” He said after catching me attempting act like I hadn’t just stared right at his dick, while shifting uncomfortably on the bed.
“Oh get over yourself Steve.” I said deciding to get up and take a shower myself so that I could ignore him and obfuscate my true feelings.
I stumbled over to the small shower with a change of clothes and went in and closed the door. I turned on the shower and waited until it was hot as I undressed and placed my dirty clothes neatly on the sink. I looked into the mirror at myself. I was a pretty decent looking kid, and what made me sure I would be a good catch for any potential male on male encounters was that I had a nice round bouncy bubble butt, and a good-sized penis.
In the hot steaming shower, I cleaned myself and gave special attention to my nether regions, trying not to get too hard while thinking about Steve sitting out there in his open white towel, drunk and looking at me the way he had done.
I finished up and dried off, and bravely, or stupidly decided I was going to go out in my towel and see if he was just drunk and teasing or if he really wanted to mess around with me.
I knew that some of the guys I had grown up with suspected me, but I never really let it go too far. The thought of getting out of that town and acting on my desires was a big fantasy of mine, and I never thought of Steve as being the first guy that would attempt to get with me.
I sat down on the bed next to him and leaned back and looked at the old action movie that he had found. I looked back over at him sitting there with the remote in one hand while drinking straight from the bottle, his towel now almost completely fallen off. Upon noticing this I sat straight up and struggled to regain my wits, becoming tense and skittish in my struggle to keep from showing him how I really felt.
That's when he reached down with his free hand and lifted the edge of the towel and threw it over his lap to cover himself up, but it was too late, I had seen it, and I was obsessed.
“Quit looking at my dick you little faggot.” He said reaching over and grabbing my thigh through my wet towel and shaking me a little in his usual big brotherly way.
I reflexively put my hand on his hand to move it off and he grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him and put me into a head lock. I pushed against his firm solid body as he wrestled with my head, his towel coming back off and his perfectly thick juicy cock flopping around in front of me, as he held me there, his arm around my neck. He leaned back and pulled me down with him onto his bare chest.
“Come on Jesse! You know you want some of this!” He said playfully as I angrily fought to free myself, kicking my towel off in the process.
He let me go and I stood up at the foot of the bed, my young teen nudity on full display as he sat up and looked at me and then down at his penis.
I bent down to get my towel off of the floor and then stood back up and looked straight down at it as he fondled himself, tugging at it and looking me over like I was a snack.
“Come on don’t be mad. I was just playing around. You don’t have be shy.” He said leaning back on one hand and continuing to play with himself with the other.
I wrapped my towel back around my waist and cautiously sat back down on the bed next to him and rubbed my burning neck while taking another good look at what he was doing with his cock.
I knew that he was serious at that point because his cock was swelling up in his hand, and he was looking over at me without the slightest hint of shame about it.
“What are you doing?” I said irritated and still slightly mad at him.
“Come on. Don’t be mad. I was only playing around.” He whispered as he leaned forward and put his hand back on my thigh and then moved it up towards my now steadily hardening cock.
I took a deep breath and let him open my towel, as I watched him massage his thickening cock in a complete daze.
He moved his hand down between my thighs and nestled it into my groin, lifting my balls and innocently fingering my taint, while my dick shot up to a hardy 6’’ right there in front of him.
“That’s it. Don’t be shy. Were just horsing around.” He said as he scooted closer to me, leaving his towel laying on the on the edge of the bed halfway under him.
“Oh my god. Are you sure?” I said under my breath as I slowly moved my hand to his thigh and then before reaching out to take ahold of his rock hard 7’’ uncut manhood, as he rubbed his big manly hand all over my belly and groin and down the sides of my legs to feel my tender behind.
“Oh fuck! You are fucking sexy Jesse. That feels good!” He leaned back and let me continue to explore his beefy erection with my soft, inexperienced hand. In a trance, I moved his hand off of my body and made him sit back so I could go fulfill my greatest fantasy and go down on him.
I had never gone down on a man before, but I had definitely thought enough about it. I crawled up beside him and stroked it a few times while he put his hands behind his head and watched me attempt to get it into my drunken teen mouth.
“Oh, fuck yeah!” He said when I first got it halfway into my mouth and tried to suck it, feeling like I wasn’t doing it right and coming up for air so I could stroke it some more, before going back at it again.
He reached his long arm around me and began to molest my big bubbly buns with his hand, as I crouched there naked beside him holding his cock in front of my face while licking it and moaning out in pleasure from the feel of his touch.
I took another big long swallow of his manhood and began to bob my head up and down basing my performance on his reaction.
“Oh, fuck yeah! Suck it, Jesse! That feels so good!” He sat up and held the back of my head with his hands and guided me down on it, forcing me to keep going and choking me in the process.
“Mmm you like that?” I said feeling a little more secure now that I had been able to get his whole cock deep into my throat without wanting to throw up.
“Wholly shit! You are doing really good.” He said getting me to ramp up my enthusiasm as he reached back around and began to dig his fingers into my ass crack, probing my tight hole and making me writhe in pleasure.
“Oh fuck Steve! I love sucking your cock!” I said getting more and more used to his aggressive handling of my teen buns, and his fingering of my hot lusting for cock all my life butthole.
“You think you can handle it?” He said spitting on his fingers and then reaching back around to moisten my hole and sticking his pinky in as I put my mouth around his big hard cock again to devour it some more.
“Mmmm that feels good. I want it, Steve. I want it bad!” I said pushing myself off of his lap and turning away from him to lay on my side and let him continue to molest my hot young bubble butt with his fingers.
I was flipped over onto my stomach, and he climbed on top of me and spread my sweet virgin cheeks, and spit more saliva onto his hand and then rubbed my aching hole with his thumbs, causing me to get loud and start to buck uncontrollably.
“Oh fuck! That hurts! Oh fuck! I want it so bad!” I said gripping the dirty old comforter with both my hands and looking up at the headboard as he stuck his pointer finger into me and slid it in and out slowly while standing up on his knees behind me to ready me for what was going to happen next.
I felt his warm firm muscular military body hovering on top of me, his hands on each side of me sinking into the mattress to hold his weight, and his big, long cock sliding in between my plump young butt cheeks.
I pushed myself up with my hands on the bed and arched my back and made myself more available to him. He pressed the tip of his cock firmly against my tight hole and electricity shot through my whole body as he forced it into me, his uncut head breaking through first, causing me to panic.
I felt my heart pounding through my taint as I took him inside, my whole-body pulsing with electricity as he pulled it back out and spit lubed himself some more and then put it back in, this time getting it to go halfway inside my virgin asshole.
“Oh fuck! That hurts!” I moaned, managing to take his cock all the way inside of me, as I collapsed back onto my stomach to let him do all the work.
“Fuck! It feels so good” He whispered as he hovered on top of me, and thrust his hard-on deep inside of me, pulling it back and then sliding it back in my tight hole more aggressively as he worked up to a hot daddy fucking rhythm that made me into the slut that I am today.
“Jesus Christ! It’s so fucking big! Oh Steve fuck my ass! It feels so good!” I started to think that It was never going to end, his balls slapping the comforter as his nice long shaft slid in and out of my young wet hole, ripples running through my plumb buns as he fucked me in my now much more pliable asshole, long and hard until he started to cum.
I moaned out in anticipation. I wanted him so badly to cum all over my ass, and I felt him seizing up and then take away my pleasure stick. It moaned not wanting him to leave me, and feeling him tense up as erupted warm semen all over my hot young pink blushing buns.
“Oh fuck!” He said jerking himself off furiously to drain his healthy load, as I laid there helplessly, face down trying to crane my neck around to see him satisfy himself all over my back.
“Oh yes! Oh yes! Cum on me!” I said now able to push myself up and get on all fours so he could cover me with his manly satisfaction.
I jerked myself off while on still all fours, feeling his cum dripping down my thigh, and ass crack as I shot a massive rope of cum all over the comforter underneath me while he slapped my ass and climbed up off the bed.
He grabbed his towel and wiped me off and then wiped himself off, and we took the comforter off the queen-sized hotel mattress and laid there on the white sheets next to each other nude and still breathing heavy, the tiredness finally kicingk in from the long days drive.
We both slept there under the sheets naked and when the morning came, we got up and showered and dressed without a word about what had happened.
I felt like he was dealing with a little guilt and shame from having been like an older brother to me all these years. I didn’t push the issue, and we were soon back on the road looking for a gas station for a quick breakfast and some coffee as he drove this time and kept a silent somber tone next to me.
After we had made our pit stop and were driving down the interstate, music playing low on the stereo, Steve looked over to me and smiled, and I smiled back at him.
“What happened last night stays between us, and I don’t want you going and falling in love with me over it okay?” He said keeping his eyes on the road and nervously fidgeting with the radio as he spoke.
I looked off into the distance and didn’t reply back to him. It was too late I thought to myself. What had happened that night had changed me in a way, and I knew I’d never be the same. I thought about all of the things that I wanted out of life and how having another hot romp with a hot older muscular stud was going to be higher on my list now that I had gotten a taste of what it felt like to be the object of a man’s desire.
“Steve, just shut up and drive.” I finally said to him, sitting back in the passenger seat and looking off into the passing distant farmland, daydreaming about his hot cock and all of the fun I was going to have with him when we eventually settled down for the coming night.
“You fell in love didn’t you?” He said after several miles of highway reaching over and gripping my shoulder and shaking me a little.
I glanced up at him with a sly grin on my face. Like he had said in the beginning, we were on the great adventure, and I was going to enjoy every minute of it.
