The best road trip ever

Absolutely true story. Names changed for the (not so) innocent.

I was so tired. I had to cut the drive short so I got off at the next exit and, while filling up, found the cheapest, non-bedbug-catching hotel I could that had vacancy. I checked in and immediately feel asleep on the bed. A few hours later I awoke with a raging hard on. I stumbled to the bathroom and peed as best as I could. Which took a while to be honest. By the time I peed and washed my hands, I was awake. And horny.

I fired up the phone, opened the apps and scanned what meat was available. After passing over a few, I found Ben. He was super cute. And only a couple years younger than me. But he was about forty five minutes away, which was far. At least to me. I sent him a message anyway not expecting a response. I tossed the phone to the side feeling defeated and still horny. A minute or so later my phone pinged. I opened it and saw Ben responded. We messaged back and forth for a while. I told him where I was and he said he’d be happy to stop by ‘for a while’.

I gave him the address, drove to the store for some lube, came back and jumped in the shower. I hit the bed and, not seeing any more messages from Ben, grabbed the lube to jack myself off. It was with dick in hand that I heard a knock at my room door. I jumped, not expecting anyone. Upon opening the door, I saw Ben. He showed up! And his pictures didn’t do him any justice: while younger than me, he was taller, great build with a hairy chest (I could see thanks to his v-t shirt), sandy blonde hair, green eyes and killer smile. I invited him in and as he stepped in, he said ‘Thanks’ with the North Carolina accent that just about made my knees buckle.

I knew this was a hook up but just had to hear more of that accent so I made small talk. To this day, while he was super cute, I think it was his accent that did it for me. In no time we were naked exploring each other’s bodies. While I’m more of, what the call an otter, he was more a wolf. By that I mean he wasn’t skinny but not over weight either. His stomach was flat, his chest squared and firm, both covered in soft hair the same color as the hair on his head. Actually, that sandy blonde hair covered every part of his body except his back: arms, chest, legs, belly and ass. Blue Mountain perfection he was.

We kissed and touched – all the typical stuff, the whole time my cock straining to be released from my boxer briefs. He begged me to fuck him (like he needed to beg!) so I turned him over and pulled down his white jockeys. His firm, hairy ass stood at attention, almost begging to be fucked more than he did himself! I pushed him up so his body arched up against wall while keeping his ass at the perfect level. When I pulled down my pants my cock shot out flinging a heavy stream of precum on his outer left thigh. This caused him to look back and smile. “That’s a nice cock!” he said (I forgot we never exchanged cock pics – our pics were all PG13 at the worst). I slapped his ass with it. “This what you came here for bub?” I asked. He moaned an affirmative and thrust his ass back out towards me.

While I don’t have the biggest dick on the planet, it is quite large. Time has demonstrated I have to take my time to open up my bottoms and get them relaxed. And with an ass like this, it would be my pleasure. With cock in one hand, still beating his ass, I worked one finger in his hole. While it wasn’t as tight as I expected, it was one of the hottest (literally) ass I ever had. He groaned with delight, which was my signal to slide in another one. This time his hole tightened up but to no avail. I worked the inside of his as for at least twenty minutes and it never felt looser than it did at the beginning.

I pulled out the fingers and attached my mouth to his hole, eating it for everything I was worth. He cried like a baby as my tongue explored his hole and taint. I turned over and slide under him licking his hairy balls and below average cock. A small cock on such a manly guy is usually a turn off for me but Ben was super hot and I was super turned on. I let him face fuck me for a while, his natural bush scratching at my face as he pumped his Fayetteville cock in and out of my mouth; I could feel his hairy nuts, now wet with my spit, slap against my chin.

Feeling my own cum gush out of my cock on to me (I pre a lot), I pushed him off and mounted him like something you’d see on Animal Planet. I guided my cock to his hole with my thumb after applying some newly bought lubrication. My cock is well above average in length and massively thick with a enormous head (I’ve had more than one guy tell me I should have been in porn with a dick like this). Once at his hole, I shoved just my head in, causing him to buck forward with a gasp. I grabbed his hairy hips and pulled him back slowly but strongly. I still remember his hole trying to keep my cock from entering but it was pointless. The sound my wet dick made splitting his hole is something I won’t forget. To my ears, it drowned out the noise the tv was making. What shook me back to reality was the scream he let out as I buried myself all the way in to him. I was glad it was a weekday and the hotel was relatively empty as it could have disturbed the neighbors. He seemed to regain his senses as I pulled myself almost all the way out only to drop back in to him full force again. His face slammed against the wall as he tried to brace himself.

“Fuck man – that’s like a telephone pole!” he cried. That’s all I needed to hear. I started a full force pounding right then. I remember my trimmed bush crushing his hairy ass, the wet noises I made slamming in to him, as he made me stop and apply more lube. I reached up to his shoulder and pulled him back as far as I could, never missing a beat on that ass of his. I fucked him like that for several minutes when I pulled out and spun him over on his back.

I placed his hairy legs on my shoulders, braced myself on his near perfect hairy chest, and started once again. He closed his eyes, using one hand to grab my own chest and the other to try to brace him against the wall. We fucked for several more minutes until I reached down and grabbed his bouncing North Carolina prick. He pushed my hand away with a “No!” but I’m in charge here, not him. I slammed in to him as hard as I could. He opened his eyes wide and looked at me with a mixture of shock and pleasure. I grabbed both his hands, held them over his head with one hand, and pulled out entirely. I exited his ass with an audible ‘pop’. “I’m the boss here, Carolina!” I said.

I grabbed his dick which was not wet with his own precum, and entered him again, this time more slowly. His wide eyes went straight to the back of his head. I started stroking his dick and in no time, cum was flowing out of his cock, his legs squeezing me so hard I admit I was surprised. I plowed deep in to him so I could feel every contraction as he spread his seed. He body shook as his eruptions subsided. I decided it was now my turn.

Letting go of his hand, I pulled out and grabbed my cock. Seconds later I was blasted my own jizz all over him. My own body twitched as shot after shot after shot coating his stubble and hairy chest. I normally cum either a lot in a few shots or a normal amount in many shots. Either I was hyper horny or super turned on (or both) because I unloaded one of the biggest loads over on him. I was still spilling out a pool of cum on my hairy belly as I heard him laughing.

“Fuck dude! You’re like a fire hose!” he said. I knew I cam a lot that night but didn’t realize it until I opened my eyes. He had cum dripping off his chin, running off the sides of his chest, and pooled on his concave stomach (though some of that was his – I could tell by the slightly different shades of white). I sat back, honestly exhausted in a way I hadn’t been in months, hard cock still in my hand.

“I think someone needs to clean up” I said between breaths.

“Ya think?” he said with a laugh as he rolled off the side of the bed, having difficulty standing. I watched this naked fine piece of ass walk in to the shower, catching his reflection in the mirror of his front. The white semen stood out nicely against Ben’s tanned body. “Damn” I thought. “If I looked that good naked I go to church shirtless!”

I collapsed on the bed listening to the water run. He came out a few minutes later soaking wet. Ever see a tanned, sexy, tanned, hairy, wet and naked young man that speaks to you in a North Carolina accent? If you haven’t, you really, really should.

I watched him get dressed, my cock still partially hard. We said out good byes and he left with me still on the bed naked. It was a good night. Before we left we exchanged numbers and we talked for a while afterwards. We even sexted and sent jackoff videos to each other, but it wasn’t the same. But at least I was able to experience that hot night the great highways of America.