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As has happened many times before the little woman and I had a

"domestic dispute" that ended with her telling me to "Get Out!!!".

Usually I tell her to fuck off and settle in to the couch for some loud

TV to drown out her bitching until she shuts up, but this evening was

warm and it had been days since my last blow job,,,probably why the

arguement started in the first place. I hit a couple of sleezy bars

where the blow queens hang out, you know , the sluts that will suck

cock for a couple shots in your car or the mens room. My phone kept

going off, the bitch just couldn't leave me alone long enough to cool

off, leaving message after message threatening to toss everythng I

owned into the street if I didn't answer. Sometimes she forgets the

deed is in my name and it's her ass that's in the wind if it comes to

that, so I continued my trek. The four beers I had at the last stop

were hitting my bladder pretty hard when the sign for the rest area

came into view so I wheeled in, headed for the woods and whipped out

Mr. Willy. I hadn't drained the second beer when I heard a whisper from

behind a nearby tree..."Need help with that?". I'd gotten my first blow

job from a guy, years before a woman had found her way to my cock and

I'm not put off by a guy who likes to suck, but in the woods in the

dark does make me think twice. "What did you have in mind?" I answered

and from around the tree I made out the form of a small man as he came

into the dim light. "Anything that make that happy" pointing to my

cock, still dripping out the last drops of recycled brew. "Right now it

needs a good shake" chuckling a bit as I started to whip it up and

down, "sure" he answered and slipped over to me, took hold of my cock

and gently shook it. "I don't think that got it all" he whispered, with

that he leaned over and took it into his mouth and began to nurse on

it. I could see he was young, in his mid to late 20's, well groomed and

wearing loose shorts and a hooded sweat shirt. Looking around I saw the

place was deserted, as a matter of fact I didn't remember seeing any

vehicles when I pulled in. By now I was hard and he was definately

enjoying himself, easily taking my 7 inches to the hilt with every

third or forth pump and holding it there. With no one around I figured

I'd rather be comfortable in my pick up than standing here in the woods

so I pulled him off and told him to follow me. As we came out of the

woods I looked around again and sure enough, no other vehicles. "How

did you get here?" I asked, he stopped in his tracks "I was stranded by

a guy who brought me here to suck him off". That opened the flood gates

to a whole sob story as we got into my pick up, seems this guy was

tossed out of his GF's place, needed a place to crash, hooked up with a

guy on the internet that said he would let him stay with him if he

sucked his cock as often as he wanted...yada yada yada. Long story

short, I have a camper on a quiet spot I want to build a cabin on. The

little woman hates the place so it's been on a back burner for a while.

It has running water, and if you like to rough it you can stay there

comfortably so I took him there to see what he thought. Needless to say

he was very appreciative, as soon as we arived he stripped naked, layed

on the couch arching his back and offering his ass. He had a tight

little body, smooth and shaved. His cock swung half hard as I slipped

my hand under him and cupped his balls, they tightened in my grasp and

he moaned into the cushion. I squeezed a little tighter, his face came

off the cushion"oh yes" he whimpered. Right then I knew I had a prime

candidate for relieving my pent up stress. I grabbed his shoulder,

flipped him over and put my other hand around his neck, tightening my

grip on his balls a little more as I held him down. "You'll suck my

cock until I tell you I want your ass". With that I stood back, pulled

off my pants and sat on the seat, he crawled in between my legs and

went to work. He must have sucked a lot of cock because he knew his

business, I held back as long as I could before dumping a huge load

into his mouth, all of which he swallowed without hesitation. He licked

and kissed my cock and balls like a good little slut until I pushed him

back, it was time to piss again so I headed out the door. He followed

me out away from the trailer, "may I hold it for you sir?". "Go ahead"

I answered and with that he knelt before me and pointed my cock at the

ground. I had never pissed with anyone's help before but there's a

first time for everything so I let loose, he guided to flow until the

steam dropped to a trickle, then took my cock into his mouth and gently

sucked the last few dropps out. This was enough to start my cock on the

path to recovery, he took the swelling to mean he was doing a good job

and continued to suck and lick until I was hard again. He stroked as

his tongue worked it's way around my balls, making it's way to my

crotch...I knew where he was going next. I pushed him back, grabbed his

neck and lifted him as I pushed him toward the trailer. I pulled my

shirt off and layed face down on the couch, spreading my legs so my

cock and balls were exposed. "Go ahead" as I reached back and spread my

ass cheeks, he dropped to his knees and I felt his tongue on my ass,

licking in circles until he hit my hole. His talented mouth worked my

balls, cock and ass, tongue fucking me as deep as he could while his

hands massaged my cheeks. I got up on my hands and knees so he could

milk my cock as he licked, looking back I could see he was hard as a

rock himself. I pushed him back, he hit the floor on his back and I

straddled him, my legs pinning his arms as I manuvered my ass over his

face. Now I could grab his cock as I sat on his face, I leaned over and

stroked it as I blew my breath against it. His licking became intence,

his moans felt like a vibrator in my ass as his tongue darted in and

out. I broght him to the edge and stopped, he groaned but kept licking,

I did it again, same results. I could see his balls pulse as his cock

throbbed, after several edgings I finished him off. His cum squirted on

my chest, splattering onto my shoulders and stomach. I stroked until he

was limp and his tongue stopped, I got up to my feet and admonished him

with"Look at the mess you made!". He got to his knees and began licking

his cum off me, I stroked my cock until it was hard again as he cleaned

me. He spent the rest of he night sucking until I fell asleep, I woke

up the next morning and he was still between my legs, naked. We cleaned

up, he sucked another load and I took him to get his car at his X gf's

house. He returned to the trailer and I went home. After explaining to

the little woman if she didn't like the situation she could pack it up

and hit the bricks, she "forgave" me and had a different attitude about

taking care of my needs. Of course my friend at the trailer took some

of the stress off her, he stayed there for most of the summer before

heading back to his home town. He continued to do all that stuff the

little woman wouldn't, rim jobs, swallowing loads and evtually some

anal once I stocked up on condoms. He even looked pretty good in some

of her outfits she had asked me to drop off at the salvation drop

box...they made it there eventually.

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Before the digital camera age, your choices were Polaroid or standard film cameras. On occasion, my wife and I would take pictures of each other and our lovemaking. While the Polaroid was fun, our standard camera had a tripod and a timer so we could take shots of ourselves engaged in all manner of activities. Back then, processors would not develop nude pictures, so we brought our film to the local photography shop, which did its own developing. I always felt odd when I'd pick up...

Picking Up the Pieces Part 2

GamedayMy usual pregame ritual involved getting into my zone. Since the first game of the season was at home we got dressed in the locker room. I usually tried to be the first one to get ready and would psych myself up as everyone else got dressed. Some girls get more chatty before a game, I get less. I flashed Susan a brief smile. Most of the girls knew to avoid talking to me before a game, but I would receive various fist bumps and head nods. Susan finished changing, and gave me thumbs up and...

Picking Up the PiecesChapter 3 Fourth Date

"I hear you helped the Browns start their car today," Peggy said. They were on their way to Brian's house. He wondered how she could speak so casually about something he had done that day. Had she forgotten what they were about to do? "Yes, I had to push their car out of the garage so the jumper cables would reach. I'm going over in the tomorrow to back the car in the garage. If it happens again I won't have to strain myself." "That was nice of you," she said. They became quiet...

Picking Up the PiecesChapter 6 From Ecstasy to Anguish

January 2006 Phillip, two months shy of age five, was enrolled in kindergarten. Brian rode in the backseat with him, giving him instructions as how to interact with other kids as Peggy drove the SUV. "Don't try to kiss any girls the first day," Brian advised. "BRIAN," Peggy shouted from the driver's seat. "Wait until the second day," Brian said. "BRIAN," Peggy shouted again. "Do you want to get him kicked out on his second day?" she asked, blushing. "On second thought, it...

Picking Up the PiecesChapter 7 Doing Whats Expected to get by

February 2006 On February the fourteenth, Brian came out of his room and announced to the kids and Mary that this was Peggy's twenty-ninth birthday. "Get dressed for school," he ordered. Tonight we'll celebrate your mom's birthday. She would like for us to have a good time." "Will we give her presents?" Amanda asked. "Your darned right, I'll pick them up and you can wrap them," he said, smiling for the first time in days. He saw the kids off to school, and went to Peggy's...

Picking Up the PiecesChapter 15

With the push to finish up Dithyran's Probe and at least get a glance at Swordsman of Atlantis, Dave had enough to keep him busy the rest of the week, along with some other loose ends on the move. He was aware his mother and Shae had talked back and forth with Emily once or twice, but wasn't clear on details. Shae kept telling him everything was all coming together nicely with few problems, nothing he need concern himself with, and he was busy enough that he took her word for it. It seemed...

Picking Up the PiecesChapter 30

Like all airline terminals the last few months, it wasn't possible to meet arriving passengers at the gate. Like most airports, the Indianapolis airport had made inadequate provisions for people waiting to pick up an arriving passenger. The area near the baggage pickup was small, crowded and rather confused. It was well after dark, long after the scheduled arrival, but Dave knew from a phone call earlier that the flight from Denver would be delayed for several hours, so there wasn't much he...

Picking up Sis Ch 3

Note : This story is completely fictional! If you've kept up, you know that I've enjoyed (giving and receiving) with my sexy sister, Jacquee. Since she lives a couple hundred miles away, we keep up by using e-mail. Have to be careful, though. My wife is becoming more computer-literate, and her inquisitive mind causes her to try to delve into my private life (on the web). Her husband could care less, and couldn't find his way on-line to save his ass. Anyway, in our conversations on-line over the...

Picking up Sis Ch 1

This is a sister Jacquee, who lives 200 miles from me. She visits occasionally, sometimes with her husband, sometimes not. He's a guy that’s hard to understand, and she's constantly complaining about him. Jacquee is very attractive, with a great body and excellent legs, and has long, auburn colored hair. Jacquee is the subject of most of my fantasies, and I've often jerked off thinking about what I'd like to do with her. I'm sure she knows it, too, because she's constantly teasing me. Over the...

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