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Curtis Cigarette wasn’t his real name, of course. He’d been christened Curtis Christoff but in his late teenage years he was always asking anyone, “Got a cigarette?”

At one point someone said “Uh-oh, here comes Curtis Cigarette,” and the name stuck.

Curtis was a stoner who over time had tried almost every drug but always came back to weed. I don’t know if you can be a weed addict, but you sure can be a “getting high” addict. He smoked his first joint when he was fifteen and had been high for the greater part of the twelve years since then.

He was thin as a reed but had somehow developed a muscular body. Since any money he happened to acquire went toward maintaining his high, there was very little way of getting food. He’d learned that hanging around the outside of supermarkets didn’t gain him much. Most people rightly assumed that money proffered wouldn’t end up filling his stomach, but if he loitered in the deli section he had better luck with a sympathetic person buying him a sandwich.

There were times that he’d end up sneaking an apple or a banana into a pocket and that would be that day’s repast.

His outward appearance usually kept people who glanced his way from seeing that he was really a very good-looking young man whose most striking feature was his eyes, which were beautifully shaped, ringed with thick lashes and a shade reminiscent of dark green jade. However, there were physical aspects that countered those eyes.

On his left shoulder, he had a tattoo of a leaping tiger, claws and teeth bared, as if ready to kill you in two seconds.

His right arm had ivy climbing up it from the wrist. His upper arm was adorned with a curvaceous flirt with big tits and ass and a slim waist, apparently dancing like Salome but without her seventh veil. She was strangely surrounded by red flames.

In cursive script were the words to the Bee Gees’ song "How do You Mend a Broken Heart?" curving around his lower left arm. On the left half on his chest, Captain America leaped at you much as the tiger on his shoulder did. On the right half were two pistols with their barrels crossed forming an X.

Although he didn’t have enough facial hair to warrant one, he had a scruffy beard, mainly because he never held on to the money long enough to buy a razor. His one saving grace was that he managed to keep his body clean by bathing in the public restrooms he could manage to lock himself into for long enough. He devised different ways to clean his clothes.

Once he was discovered naked in an all-night laundromat. The responding officers took his almost dry clothes from the dryer and had him dress before arresting him for indecent exposure.

He’d hitched up with his female counterpart five years ago and he and Maggie had been together since. They’d slowly wound their way from Memphis down to Mobile. They were there when Katrina hit. Two years later they ended up in the Big Easy.

Their way of life threw them into the virtual path of motorcyclist Big Stag, who weighed twice as much as Curtis and whose superior size gave him more skin surface to decorate with tattoos. His beard succeeded where Curtis’ failed and his eyes were hidden by aviator glasses which never left his face.

He bought a helmet for Maggie, hoisted her onto his hog behind him and they rode off into the sunset, as they say. Curtis was alone again.

As hurricane season neared Curtis decided he didn’t want to stick around to see what was going to happen that year. He began hitching rides on US 10 in the direction of San Diego. The first day got him west of Houston where he appeared to be stranded.

As the sun rose higher in the sky the next morning the temperature rose with it. He rolled a joint and looked east into the sun for any cars or trucks coming his way.

The name Elwood Marcus didn’t fit the man who bore it, which he well knew. He’d renamed himself “Titus” and had it emblazoned in ornate gold lettering on the deep burgundy sides of the cab of his big rig.

He’d been driving a rig for the last dozen of his forty-two years, spending the greatest part of the year on the road crossing from one side of the country to the other.

He was tall with a broad chest and arms that bulged against shirt sleeves which were always too tight. Reddish brown curly hair peeked out from where the top three buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned. In many women’s opinions his quiet, brute masculinity made up for any lack of handsomeness he might suffer.

He’d left Baton Rouge just after dawn and it was almost mid-day when he made out the slight figure standing by the highway far up ahead. As he drew nearer and became sure that it was a hitch-hiker he slowed and looked in his mirrors to make sure there was no one behind him. The interstate was empty.

He applied the air-brake and brought the eighteen-wheeler to a halt just past where the young man stood. Curtis sprinted to the open door, took off his backpack, tossing it up onto the seat, clambered up and swung his slight frame into the cab.

He pulled the door to as he puffed out, “Thanks. It’s getting hot out there.”

“Where you headin’ to?” Titus asked.

“Dunno. San Diego, I guess.”

“Well, I’m not going there. I’m headin’ to L.A. but I can get you near there.”

“Whatever,” Curtis said.

“I’m Titus.”

“Curtis.”

Titus glanced at him several times, sizing him up. He saw C. C. tattooed on the back of his left hand.

“What’s the C. C. for”

“My ‘nitials.”

“Huh, Curtis C.”

A couple of minutes passed and Titus chuckled.

“Courtesy. That’s what I’ll call you.”

They rode in silence. Half an hour passed and Curtis pulled out his weed and rolled a joint. Titus cut his eyes over, watching him. Curtis pulled out matches.

“You really gonna smoke that shit in here?”

Curtis looked at him as if he didn’t understand the question.

“You gonna do that then put the window down. I don’t want no contact high. I gotta have my wits to steer this thing.” When the sun had passed the meridian Titus said, “You gettin’ hungry?”

“Shit, yeah,” Curtis said.

He’d been hungry for almost twenty-four hours.

“You got any money?”

Curtis shrugged and shook his head at the same time, followed by, “No.”

Titus scoffed. “Huh, that figures.”

A rest stop came into view. He pulled the rig off the highway and parked in the designated area. They climbed down and Titus bought two plastic-wrapped ham and cheese sandwiches and two coffees. They sat on a bench in the shade and ate.

“You okay?”

Curtis shrugged.

“Still hungry?”

Curtis nodded.

Titus bought another sandwich and a Milky Way bar. When he returned to the bench, Curtis wasn’t there. He figured he’d gone into the men’s room. He waited as the minutes ticked by. Finally, he got up and went in to see what the hold-up was.

Curtis was standing shirtless at a sink splashing water on his body. The floor around him was covered with puddles. Other men were using the sinks as far from him as they could get so as not to get wet.

Titus stood and watched him, noting that he was well-built for someone who was obviously undernourished. Curtis turned off the water and pulled handfuls of paper towels from the dispenser. As he dried off he dropped the used towels on the floor and used his foot to move them around to sop up the puddles.

He pulled his shirt back on and saw Titus watching him. He didn’t offer an explanation but walked past him and went outside. Titus followed him.

“Here,” he said, and handed Curtis the sandwich and candy bar. “I gotta take a piss.”

He turned and went back into the men’s room to relieve himself.

They got on the road again. They rode in silence for fifteen minutes.

Titus looked at Curtis. He turned his eyes back to the highway and then back at Curtis.

“You know, you could say ‘Thanks’. It wouldn’t kill you.”

“Oh, thanks,” Curtis, sullenly said.

After a minute of silence, Curtis pulled out his weed and rolled another joint.

“Watcha gonna do when you run out of that?”

Curtis looked at him. Titus chuckled.

“Hadn’t thought about that, huh?”

More minutes clicked by.

Titus said, “I wanna ask you somethin’. Where’s your family?”

Curtis shrugged.

‘Great,’ thought Titus.

“You married?”

Curtis shook his head.

“Hey, Courtesy, talk to me. I picked you up for some companionship.”

“No,” Curtis said.

“No, what?”

“Married. I’m not.”

“Got a girlfriend?”

“Not anymore.”

“What happened?”

“Don’t know. She went off with some other guy.”

“What? She quit a good-looking guy like you? He musta been a movie star.”

“Huh!” Curtis snorted out.

“Well, she musta been crazy. You’re better off without her. You get to California and you’re gonna have those surfer girls all over you. You like that?”

Curtis shrugged again.

“Courtesy, Courtesy, Courtesy. You’re gonna fry your brain with that shit. Maybe too late.”

The sun was in their eyes as it sunk towards the horizon.

“I’m gonna stop in Sonora and catch some winks. I don’t believe in killin’ myself just to make good time.”

They pulled off at the exit and took another road until he came to a truck stop called Road Rangers. He slowed and turned in, coming to a stop a dozen yards from the main building.

“I got good news for you. You can take a shower here. I saw you cleanin’ up this afternoon, so I think you might appreciate that.”

For the first time that day, Curtis smiled.

“But I’m starvin’. I’m gonna eat first. How ‘bout you?”

“Are you paying?”

“Look, Courtesy, as far as I can see, you don’t have a pot to piss in. Either I have to pay or kick you out here in the middle of Texas, or watch you slowly starve. Those are my choices, and I’m a good guy. You take in a stray dog you have to feed that stray dog. Besides, I got faith that you’ll find a way to pay me back someday.”

Titus climbed down from the cab and walked away. He stopped and looked back at the rig. Curtis opened the door on the passenger side. Titus didn’t wait for him. He figured he’d catch up.

When they’d finished eating, they went back to the rig to get clean clothes to change into. Titus climbed behind the seats. Curtis rummaged through his backpack and pulled out a pair of scanty, brightly-colored briefs. He’d bought a pack of three for two dollars at a K Mart going-out-of-business sale. He found an athletic tank top but the only other pair of jeans he had were dirtier than the ones he was wearing.

A thought came into his head. He looked at Titus.

“Where are you going to sleep? Do they have rooms here?”

“No, not here, but I don’t pay for rooms. I sleep in back here,” Titus said. “This is my bedroom.”

Curtis got on his knees and looked over the back of his seat. He saw the small space which was mainly occupied by a mattress. Surrounding it were some cubby holes and what looked like a small TV built into the wall.

“Oh,” Curtis uttered. “Where can I sleep?”

‘Well, the only thing I can come up with is that we share this. It’ll be a tight squeeze but we oughta be able to handle it.” He climbed out of the space. “Unless you can come up with a better idea?”

They went to the showers. When they finished bathing and had redressed Titus handed his dirty clothes to Curtis.

“Here, take these back to the truck. It’s open. I need to pick up some things here. I’ll be there in a minute.”

He went in the convenience store part of the complex and bought a gallon of milk, some bananas, four packages of beef jerky and a six-pack of Dos Equis beer. He got in the truck and put everything into the small refrigerator in the back.

"You want a beer?” he asked, holding up a bottle for Curtis to see. “Or don’t you drink? Maybe that stuff you smoke is all you need.”

Curtis looked at him and held up his ziplock bag of weed.

“You want a joint? Or a toke, maybe?”

“No, thanks. It ain’t that I’m against weed, sort of. It’s that I don’t get smoking anything. Lungs weren’t meant to handle smoke. You know, when a house burns down, the people that die in there don’t get burned to death. It’s the smoke kills them long ‘fore the fire gets to ‘em.”

“Give me a beer,” Curtis responded.

Titus uncapped one and handed it to Curtis. They sat quietly drinking with Curtis inhaling deeply from the joint he’d rolled and lit. When they finished the first beer Titus opened two more. When those were gone Titus got out of the truck and took the empty bottles and walked them over to where there were a couple of dumpsters. He tossed them in and returned to the truck.

“Okay, Courtesy, my friend. It’s time to turn in, but if you’re gonna sleep with me you gotta get outta them jeans. First, it’s too hot to sleep in clothes. Second, they’re filthy and are beginning to stink. So shuck ‘em and hang ‘em on one of the mirrors to air out.”

He climbed in the back and stripped down to his underwear. Curtis looked around to see if there were any people lurking in the dark. Satisfied that they were alone, he pulled off his jeans and draped them over a rear-view mirror that stuck out from the door. He climbed in the truck and looked at Titus.

“Come on, Courtesy. I’m not gonna bite. Oh, if durin’ the night you gotta piss, don’t you dare do it on my mattress. You get your skinny ass out there, ya hear?”

Curtis climbed in the back.

“Why do you wear those old-man shorts?”

“These? They aren’t for old men. Lots of young guys wear ‘em. When you’re riding the road all day and your junk is being jiggled for hours, you want the boys to be free to breathe, not cooped up in something like what you got on. Those things hardly cover your ass.”

Curtis decided not to say anymore. Titus threw the top sheet back.

“You sleep next to the wall. You don’t need nearly as much room as I do.”

They got settled in and Titus turned off the light. Curtis was asleep in merely minutes. Titus took a little longer. The silence of the desert night was occasionally broken by an eighteen-wheeler pulling in to the truck stop.

One of those intruded on Titus’ sleep and he awoke. He looked at the clock and rolled over so that he was facing in the opposite direction, Curtis’ back in front of him. He moved a hand up and scratched his nose. As he lowered his hand it brushed against Curtis’ back.

He moved his hand back up and gently touched the smooth skin with his knuckles again. laid his palm on the young man’s shoulder and slowly ran it down his arm, feeling the strong muscle under the soft flesh. brought his hand back up to the shoulder and the side of Curtis’ neck. He moved his hand from side to side letting his fingers tenderly pull the hairs on the nape of his neck.

He sensed a slight change in Curtis' breathing.

"Are you awake?" he quietly asked.

Curtis responded with an equally quiet "Ummm."

"You okay?"

Another, "Ummm."

Once again he slipped his hand down the length of his back but this time continued down and felt the touch of the silky briefs that covered his firm buttocks. Titus delicately squeezed one of Curtis’ butt cheeks. He let it go and moved his hand the few inches to the elastic waistband. He slid his hand under the band and a thrill ran through his groin as he encountered the downy flesh of the two mounds separated by a slit. He moved his hand in a circle and let his fingers slip into the crevice.

"Still okay?" he breathed into Curtis' ear.

This time Curtis nodded his head very slightly.

"Tell me when you're not," Titus whispered.

As he removed his hand he pushed down on the waistband and forced Curtis’ low-rise briefs down so that they were clear of his butt. Titus withdrew his hand and reached into the fly of his boxers. His cock had grown hard. He pulled it out of the fly opening and ran his hand up and down it, making the foreskin move back and forth.

He pulled his foreskin back so that the head was uncovered. He placed the tip of the head at the lowest point of Curtis’ round butt and pushed so that it slipped in between his legs and rubbed against his perineum. He pushed again until his cock was stopped by Curtis’ balls.

He paused to see what reaction he might get from Curtis, but there was no discernable difference and there was no body movement.

Titus moved his hips back and his cock slid against the smooth skin between Curtis’ legs. He pushed and his cock jerked at the feeling of flesh on flesh. He was sure that Curtis pressed his legs tightly together. Titus began an easy fucking motion, his cock poking into Curtis’ scrotum with each thrust.

He gripped Curtis’ shoulder, his fingers pressing hard as he increased the timing and the power of his thrusts. His breathing became ragged and his breath was hot on the back of Curtis’ neck. He felt the cum rise in his balls and as it coursed up his cock and spurted out he put his forehead between Curtis’ shoulder blades with his eyes tightly shut.

He remained still as his balls emptied. When his cock began to soften he moved back to free it. He pulled the waistband of Curtis’ briefs up so that they covered his butt again. He rolled onto his back and laid his forearm over his eyes. In a short time, he was again asleep.

When the first rays of the sun hit the truck, he awoke. He pulled on his pants and boots and got out of the truck. He had a T-shirt with him and pulled it on. He banged his fist on the side of the truck.

“Come on, Courtesy. Rise ‘n’ shine.”

He unhooked the jeans from where Curtis had hung them on the mirror and tossed them behind the seats.

“I’m going to the head. Breakfast is gonna be fast food for sure.”

He took a couple of damp paper towels with him into one of the toilet cubicles and wiped his cock as he sat on the toilet. When he came out Curtis was at one of the washbasins with his jeans and briefs down to his knees. He was using wet paper towels to wipe the dried cum from between his legs.

Titus washed his hands and as he turned to leave Curtis looked up at him. This time it was Titus who shrugged his shoulders without saying anything.

When they were on the road Titus asked, “Did you sleep well?”

“Well enough.”

The answer seemed to hang in the air. Titus let it hang there undisturbed. Curtis lit his first joint of the day.

“Roll down the fuckin’ window.”

An hour later Titus said, “If you get hungry I got some bananas and some milk back there. I know that stuff’s supposed to make you want to eat.”

Curtis didn’t answer. Another half hour of silence passed.

“I gotta stop in El Paso. From there I head up toward Tucson. You can get out in El Paso and hitch a ride on to San Diego.”

“I don’t have to go to San Diego.”

“I thought you said that’s where you were heading.”

“I don’t know nobody there.”

“So, do you want to go to Tucson?”

Curtis shrugged.

Titus hit the steering wheel with his fist. “Shit!”

Curtis flinched and looked at him.

Titus glared at him briefly. “Can’t you talk normally? Spit it out. Say what’s on your mind, if you got any thoughts in there.”

Curtis turned his head and looked out of the window at the desolate scene. He turned his head back.

“I ain’t got nobody nowhere. My girl left me. I ain’t got no place to go or no reason for goin’ there. I don’t give a shit if I go to fuckin’ San Diego or fuckin’ Tucson or fuckin’ Los Angeles. You want to you can dump me in fuckin’ El Paso. It don’t mean shit to me.”

He looked out the window again. Titus looked at the back of his head. They rode in silence.

Curtis began to climb over the back of his seat into the back section.

“I’m hungry,” he advised Titus.

“Well, I’m runnin’ late and knew we couldn’t stop for lunch so I got a couple of sandwiches at Subway and some sodas. There’s a meatball and a turkey and Swiss cheese. Take the one you want and hand me the other. If you gotta piss I’ll just pull over.”

“Yeah. Do it.”

Titus pulled the semi off at the next exit and pulled over to the side of the road. Curtis climbed out and pulled out his cock. Titus came round the back of the trailer and pulled out his cock too. His strong stream of piss kicked up a cloud of dust. Curtis snuck a peek at the large, uncut tool that had left a deposit between his legs the night before.

He finished pissing and tucked his cock back into his jeans. He turned and climbed back into the truck. A couple of minutes later Titus mounted to the driver’s seat.

Curtis gave Titus the ham and cheese sandwich. Titus turned the ignition and pulled up the on-ramp. He juggled the sandwich and Coke as he drove. After another long period of silence, he spoke.

“Tell me, Courtesy, just how did you usually get money to buy food or that weed?”

Curtis started to shrug but caught himself. “I don’t know. Different ways.”

“Hustling?”

“Yeah, sometimes.”

“Selling your body?”

“Sometimes.”

“Huh!”

Nothing was said again.

Then, “Well, listen. You’re not hustling me, you hear? What I do is ‘cause I want to. Don’t get no idea that you’re hustling me, ‘cause you ain’t. Got it?”

Curtis didn’t answer but nodded his head.

Another many-miles-long period of silence.

“You got no idea what it’s like driving this thing,” Titus said quietly as if talking to himself.

“Your balls and cock bouncing around for hour after hour, day after day. Sometimes you get a hard-on that just won’t go away. Sometimes you get some crazy ideas.”

He took one hand off the steering wheel and reached down and adjusted his package. He glanced at Curtis but couldn’t tell what he was thinking.

From El Paso, the route turned northwest. The day had ended when they pulled into a Pilot Travel Center on the southern edge of Tucson. By now Curtis knew the routine. They exchanged a few words while eating. After showering they were walking back to the truck when Titus remembered something.

“I’ll be right there,” he said, and turned around and went back to the convenience store section of the complex. Curtis waited for him beside the truck. Titus came back, unlocked the doors and they scrambled in.

When they were getting under the sheet he said, “Tomorrow we go directly into L. A. It should still be light when we get there.”

“Where will you go after there?”

“Provo.”

“Where?”

“Provo. Utah. Near Salt Lake City. I keep a little apartment there. And I mean little. It ain’t much bigger than this.” He swung his hand in a circle over his head.

He pulled the sheet up covering them but a few minutes later he threw it back. The light was still on. He looked at Curtis’ back where the night before he’d had his hand. He moved forward so his chest was pressing against Curtis’ back and his cock was pressing against Curtis’ butt. He put his arm around Curtis and ran his hand over his hairless chest. He played with one of his nipples.

He pulled his hand back and wriggled it under the waistband of his briefs as he did the night before. He caressed his butt cheeks and squeezed them. Once more he slipped his fingers into his crack and this time fingered his asshole.

He pulled his hand out and pushed the waistband down. This time it slid down easily to Curtis’ knees. He put the head of his cock into the cleft and moved it up and down.

For the first time, Curtis responded by putting his hand back and blocking Titus. Titus moved his hand away and Curtis turned onto his back. Titus rose up on an elbow and looked at him. His eyes were closed. Titus looked at his soft cock laying on top of his small patch of curly black hairs. He bent down and slurped all of Curtis’ cock into his mouth. Curtis’ entire body jumped. He lifted his head and looked at the top of Titus’ head, his lips buried in Curtis’ pubes. His cock quickly became erect.

Titus moved his head up and down a dozen times.

“What won’t I do to get my rocks off?” he thought to himself.

He let Curtis’ cock slip from his mouth. He stuck out his tongue and licked it from the tip down to the base and continued down over his balls and between his legs. He easily lifted one leg so that Curtis’ was raised and his asshole exposed. He forced his face in and stuck out his tongue. He touched the tip to the puckered hole and felt Curtis flinch. He knew it was a pleasurable reaction.

He lowered the leg and turned Curtis back on his side as he’d been. He spread his cheeks apart and forced his face in. He swirled his tongue around the probed the opening with his tongue’s tip.

He continued doing this for a minute while he opened the bottle of KY he’d bought at the convenience store. He peeled his foreskin back and squirted the lubricant on his cock and moved back up so it was even with Curtis’ ass.

He spoke quietly into Curtis’ ear. “Courtesy, I wanna put it in you.”

Curtis was quiet.

“I wanna fuck your ass, okay?”

As the night before, Curtis responded with an, “Ummm.”

Titus repeated running the end of his cock up and down Curtis’ ass crack again. He stopped at the hole and shoved. He felt the hole open and the head of his cock went in.

He shoved again and paused, enjoying the moist warmth. One more shove and he pressed his body against Curtis’ round, firm ass. The tightness surrounding his cock sent thrills coursing through his body. He pulled back, feeling the soft tissue caress his manhood.

When he pushed back in Curtis was amazed at how good it was to have his gut filled with this man’s very large muscle. Each time Titus pulled it partially out and shoved it back in Curtis clenched his asshole, not wanting to lose this sensation, wanting to repeat it again and again.

Titus increased the force of his thrusts. He wrapped his arm around Curtis, holding him tightly. He clamped his teeth on Curtis’ shoulder where it curved into his neck. Hot snorts came from his nose. His ball sack constricted forcing his balls up to the base of his cock.

The strength of Titus’ jabs had led Curtis to grip his own cock firmly and pump it as furiously as Titus assaulted his rectum. Never in his life had he experienced such sexual stimulation in two parts of his body at the same time.

The cum shot out of Titus’ cock over and over, three, four, five times, each time making him gasp. He heard guttural sounds coming from Curtis’ throat, knowing he was climaxing at the same moment.

As his body relaxed he relented his bite and replaced it with a kiss but still held Curtis tight. He felt the tenseness leave Curtis’ muscles. He kissed the back of his neck and buried his face in his hair.

After a minute he asked, “Are you okay?”

He felt Curtis nod his head and then he said, “Yeah. I’m fine.”

“Do you need to get up?”

“No.”

Titus' cock was still hard and deep in Curtis. Neither of them wanted for him to remove it although knew it wouldn’t last. He reached up and turned off the light. Shortly sleep blanketed them as had the dark.

When the morning light awoke Titus he was lying on his back, his soft cock draped over one hip. He reached for and tore open a pack of baby wipes he’d bought at the same time as the KY. He wiped off his cock and his thick hairy bush that surrounded it.

He tossed back the sheet and saw that Curtis’ briefs were still around his knees, his pale round butt exposed. He took a wipe and used it to clean the crack he’d buried his face in only a few hours before. He thought about doing it again. It had been a long time since he’d had morning sex, but duty called. That could wait.

Curtis rolled over onto his back.

“Good-mornin',” he said.

“Mornin’ sunshine. Hungry?”

“I guess.”

Titus handed him the pack of wipes.

“Here, clean up any mess you made last night.”

He struggled into his jeans and climbed out of the cab. He waited for Curtis and they trudged to the restroom.

“Titus,” Curtis said, “can I have a shower?”

“You think you have to wash my smell off you?”

Curtis looked at him with a combination of confusion and hurt. Titus grabbed the back of his neck.

“I’m pullin’ your chain. You want a shower you got a shower.”

When they finished their freshening up they went into Cinnabon and got coffee and rolls and stopped in Subway and picked up lunch.

Back in the truck, Titus said, “We’re goin’ through Phoenix and L. A. but I don’t wanna stop until we get to Bakersfield and I’d like to get there ‘fore dark,” Titus told him.

“Bakersfield? Where’s that? I thought you were goin’ to Los Angeles.”

“I said L. A. ‘cause I figured you didn’t know where Bakersfield was, and look, I was right. But that’s where I’m takin' this load. It’s just north of L. A. a couple of hours. Whadda you care, anyway?”

Curtis sullenly pulled out his diminishing bag of weed and rolled his first joint of the day. Titus looked at him with a disgusted expression and slowly lowered the window on his side of the cab to make the point.

Once again silence accompanied them as the miles turned on the odometer and minutes on the clock turned into hours. Curtis slumped down in his seat and closed his eyes, ignoring the scenery passing by. He dozed off and wasn’t aware when they passed through Phoenix.

When the sun was high overhead Titus broke the quiet.

“You ready for a sandwich? Remember there’s soda in the fridge.”

“There’s still beer, also.”

“You can’t drink beer while I’m driving. Don’t you know anything ‘bout the law?”

“I didn’t say I was gonna drink one. I just said they were there.”

Curtis scrambled into the back and opened the refrigerator.

“You want a soda?” he yelled.

“An RC,” Titus yelled back.

Curtis popped open the soda and handed it to Titus. He unwrapped a sandwich and passed that to him, too. They ate without talking.

"Hey, Courtesy,” Titus cheered. “You’re in California. As soon as we get through those mountains you see up ahead, you won’t see no more desert.”

Curtis sat up and peered ahead, his interest aroused. They drove on.

“So what are you gonna do in L. A.? You know anybody there?”

Curtis turned his head away and looked out the side window.

“No,” he quietly said.

“So what you gonna do? Where are you goin’?”

After a beat, Curtis said, “I don’t know. I don’t know, Titus. Okay?”

Titus was quiet. He was deciding if he really wanted to say what he was thinking. He decided he did.

“Would you like to go with me?”

“To Bakersfield? What the fuck’s there for me?”

Titus cocked his head and glanced at Curtis.

“I mean stick with me. Go wherever I go.”

“To Promo?”

“Provo. Yeah, there and on, wherever I go on the next haul. I mean stay with me. Permanently. I could get you some work.”

Curtis was looking at him, trying to see if he was serious.

“What would I do?”

“Help load and unload the trailer. It would be some heavy lifting, but you got the muscles. And I’m gonna feed you and get you fleshed out. You could do all that plus keep me happy if you get what I mean.”

Curtis had pulled out his weed. Titus looked at him and shook his head.

“And I’ll try my damndest to get you weaned off that shit. I don’t want you high as a kite all the time. I want you down here with me.”

Curtis pushed the baggie back into his hip pocket. A couple of minutes slipped by. He laid his hand on Titus' large leg, his fingers splayed.

“Titus, if I go with you can I ask you for a favor? Another one?”

“Depends. What?”

My name’s Curtis Christoff. Can you just call me Curtis?”

Titus covered Curtis’ hand with his bigger one and squeezed it hard.

“Yeah, buddy. I can do that.” He looked into Curtis’ jade green eyes and smiled.

 

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Motherless Vintage

Do you know of the porn site Motherless.com? You should. I’ve reviewed it a few times on my site, The Porn Dude, although it was for different genres every time. This time around, I’m going back to this place and looking at a specific and niche little category many of you are just begging me to cover. We’re looking at vintage porn today. While it doesn’t have the same resolution and quality as the porn you can find today, it’s definitely a genre of porn that has a lot of personality to it and...

Vintage Porn Sites
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Althea

I should have known better. I should have remembered that old saying, "If it looks too good to be true, it is." I was in love. She was damned near all I thought about with the exception of my studies and it didn't make sense to me. I prided myself on my intellect and my ability to think logically, but there wasn't anything logical about the way I felt about Althea. She was beautiful, smart and very popular and I was not. I wasn't a bed looking guy, but I was nothing exceptional. I was...

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Motherless Images

Motherless. A one-word website title that says everything it needs to say. This is a site where the rules are, more or less, completely thrown out the window, morality means absolutely nothing, and there is nobody to save you from it. Hedonism is God here.The site likely is also called this due to the fact that the girls who end up on motherless.com likely have no positive female influence in their lives to keep them from it. Motherless is the place parents spend their whole lives fearing that...

Porn Pictures Sites
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Motherless Amateur

I always considered Motherless the “4chan” of porn. Not only because Motherless was somewhat popularized there, but because Motherless also encourages users to share their own content in a very open way. This means minimal bullshit like moderation and censorship, and a strong “anything goes” attitude that leads to free and extreme content. It encourages people to create and upload their own homegrown content, like videos of their girlfriend pissing or spycam videos of their cousin....

Amateur Porn Sites
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Motherless BBW

What is it about Motherless that makes me fucking cum every time? Maybe it is how raw and amateur the porn on the site comes across as, or the content is just that fucking hot. Perhaps it is the fact that there is an astronomical amount of pornography just waiting for a dumb fuck like you to beat off to! I really don’t know, and frankly, I’m not going to pretend that I do.But what I do know is that if you love BBWs, the Motherless.com homepage will not be of much use! Preferably, head on over...

BBW Porn Sites
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Motherless Voyeur

Have you ever heard about a website called Motherless? Home to all kinds of kinky porn niches, with a side of the mainstream crap? If you are into some questionable fap content, you might want to check this website out. Plus, Motherless is a free porn website, so you can browse as much as you fucking want. Now, I am not really here to talk about the website in general… I am here to tell you about their amazing category, called voyeur porn.The world of voyeur fucking is a rather interesting one....

Voyeur Porn Sites
2 years ago
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Aether Guardians

The Five Kingdoms of Arstoria had been embroiled in the Great Ancient War for centuries. The war came to an end when Kalace, the Wizard King conquered the five lands and brought them under his rule. Kalace, the Wizard King of Arstoria, conquered all of his opponents who were unable to deal with his overpowering magic. When Kalace had united the five kingdoms, he brought peace to the warring kingdoms and was revered and celebrated by his later generation. Kalace, however, had a dark weakness in...

Fantasy
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Motherless Creampie

Woah, did Motherless.com get a facelift? I know I suggested it in my review, so I guess they listened to me! Well, I’m not going to brag too much about it, and instead, I’m going to focus on what I’ve set out to bring you today. We’re looking at an amateur website, and I just know that many of you are begging for amateur creampie content, so that’s what we’re looking at. I know how much you think Motherless can look sickening and pretty gruesome at times, but the creampie content can be quite...

Creampie Porn Sites
1 year ago
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Motherless Cuckold

No matter what type of porn you may be in the market for, Motherless has an ample supply of it, and cucking is no different. Actually, this might help to explain how you ended up being such a pussy little cuck.The journey that brought you to my website reading cuck porn reviews started in your childhood. A fair portion of my readership is actually motherless. Why, you ask? Your guys' moms chose a life of cucking and riding cock instead of raising you fucks properly.Don't worry, gents. I'm in...

Cuckold Porn Sites
1 year ago
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Motherless Horror

I browsed the horror stash at Motherless all morning, and now I don’t know if I should jack off or go hide in the closet until the danger has passed. Then again, hiding out might give me the perfect opportunity to rub one out in the peace and safety of the dark. Who knows who—or what—might be peeping in the windows with nefarious intent if I sit at my desk and shake my dick at the screen. Just like when I masturbate at the local Starbucks, I’ve got to be sure to balance the potential pleasure...

Extreme Porn Websites
1 year ago
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Motherless Incest

Incest porn has been a staple of pornography since the very first incel caveman realized that he couldn’t find fresh pussy out and about. He resorted to sniffing a whiff of his mother’s loincloth when she wasn’t looking, and beating his old cave meat into a leather sock.Now personally I’m not into the whole mommy-son dynamic – I’m a classy guy. But it’s no secret people like to get freaky when the lights go out, and if you’ve got a stiffy in your hand and you’re on Motherless, you gotta go...

Incest Porn Sites
2 years ago
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Absinthe Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

Thanks to my usual cast and crew of Editors and Advance Readers, most of whom prefer to pretend that they don’t know me and wisely wish to take no responsibility for any part of my addled writings... Il n’est rien de réel que le rêve et l’amour - Nothing is real but dreams and love (from Le Coeur innombrable, IV, Chanson du temps opportun by Anna de Noailles) She was my one true mistress and ever faithful lover, my Green Lady and guardian of my dreams and now that I was back home...

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Thea Chapter Four

When the car with Jake in it became a dot on the horizon, Thea turned to go back in the house. Suddenly Floyd appeared. “Mrs. Thea, how you be?” Smiling, she knew immediately what he wanted. He had that look and a glance at his crotch confirmed it. The imprint of his cock was prominent as it pushed against the material. “Looks like everyone is gone.” Floyd said. His eyes looking out over the farm. “Yes, I am by myself for at least the next few days.” She replied in an...

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Thea and Sam

“Well, hell,” Thea said as she wiped the beads of perspiration from her face. “I guess ‘spring’ is here, huh?” “Yeah. It’s supposed to be cooler at higher elevation,” I replied. We took a few minutes in the shade by the rocks before rejoining our boyfriends. The four of us had driven up into the pass to hike. According to the weather report, the last coolness of a fading winter was supposed to continue through mid-week, but they were wrong. Actually, from our view from Eagle Point, where we’d...

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Motherless

Motherless.com! What an original name for a porn site, don't you think? The title doesn't fuck around: your mother would never allow you to watch the kind of filth they’ve got on tap. They pride themselves on being a moral-free zone for sick fucks, where you can find damn near anything. I’m talking about desperate chicks fucking anything that resembles a dick and crazy bitches literally eating shit. When you’re done fapping to the weird vids, you can even find "normal" porno to pass the time....

Free Porn Tube Sites
1 year ago
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Motherless Interracial

Ah, motherless, here we are again. A site known for offering such a variety, that no matter how fucked up your needs are, there is a high chance that you will fulfill them here. However, I am not here to blab about the site in general; I am here to talk about one particular category, interracial. As for those who want to know more about the site, there is a whole different review on my website instead.As for those who came here to learn more about that interracial lovemaking, I got your back....

Interracial Porn Sites
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Theos LIfe as a Weresquirrel

Theo had been changing into the squirrel too much, he knew that now... as a pulse of heat raced through his body from his groin. He realized that he shouldn't have come to the office.He had been spending most of his days at the squirrel in his home deep in the countryside. Teleworking most of the time, as the squirrel he felt no need for clothes, his heavy furred balls resting between his thighs as his paws raced over the keyboard. The sharp claws on his paws clattering loudly as he typed,...

Fantasy & Sci-Fi
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Motherless Scat

It’s time to go to the land of chocolate fountains and golden showers. That’s right. Scat, piss, shit, and every fluid in between. Ever fuck a chick in her ass and freak out when you see that little bit of shit on your dick? Then I’m sorry to say that scat isn’t for you buddy. Were you the only one of your friends that saw two girls one cup and didn’t get grossed out? If so, it’s time to celebrate it! Don’t get pissed off, get pissed on! Scat porn has the craziest, kinkiest chicks and dudes...

Scat Porn Sites
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Motherless Fappening

I’m not saying anything controversial when I say men love seeing women naked. It’s a fact of life as fundamental as gravity. It’s a force of nature that cannot be stopped by beast, man, or God. It’s an eternal truth and a divine mandate. As sure as the sun will rise, men will attempt to view as many women naked as they possibly can. Any man not doing so is either a sad or a gay one.This means that any woman a man sees regularly is mentally stripped down during every interaction. If any women...

The Fappening
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Absinthe Dreams

‘To me it’s not really a green. When I think green, I think of grass. That’s more like lemonade color.’ Erica’s nose was far too close to the glasses for my taste. Pouring the nearly clear absinthe over the rough-cut, cane-sugar cubes I favor, I tapped my spoon for a second to get her to back up. I wished I had my full setup here like I have at home, my Absinthe fountains water drippers are missed when I began to try and slowly pour water over the sugar cube. ‘Don’t you light it on fire?’ she...

1 year ago
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Motherless Arab

Have you ever heard about a wonderful site called “Motherless”? I have a feeling that was a dumb question, of course, you fucking have. Well, I am here to talk about Motherless, but I shall also pay special attention to their Arab category. If you think Arabian sluts are hot, well you are in for a tasty treat, believe me.First, I should probably warn you that the name of this place comes from the fact that their content might be a bit too hardcore or questionable for some of you. Back in the...

Arab Porn Sites
1 year ago
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Motherless Facials

Fuck yeah, life’s a bitch! So here I am, awake at 3:45 AM, after dreaming I was fucking this freaking hot MILF neighbor with heavy boobs, a flat tummy, a nice bubble butt, and sexy long legs. It was all hot and steamy, up until when she was sucking me off and just as I was about to obliterate her cute face with hot cum canon, my dream cut right off and I woke up with a tent on my pajamas.That dream ain’t coming back, but damn it! I sure gotta cum, so I boot up my laptop and type “cum facial” in...

Facial Cumshot Porn Sites
3 years ago
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Thea

Und draußen schallte wieder Punkmusik aus dem Ghettoblaster – von der Eisenbahnunterführung bis zu seinem Haus! Punks und Skater hingen da ab. Das war diese Art von Jugendlichen, die ihren Eltern das Leben schwer macht , die von Arbeit nichts hielten, sich an keine Regeln hielten, ständig auf Party machten. Die soffen viel zu viel und kotzten dann in irgendeine Ecke. Denen bedeutete doch nichts und niemand etwas. Wahrscheinlich nahmen sie auch Drogen und trieben weiß-Gott-was mit...

BDSM
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Motherless Fetish

Motherless is the mother of all porn sites. Motherless has no conscience or moral guide. Motherless will show you the stuff that all other porn sites are afraid to put up. Motherless will do this for free. This is seriously one of the nastiest and raunchiest sites out there and Motherless/Fetish is perhaps one of the dirtiest places on the web that are well within reach. Sure you can scan the dark web and find something even more naughty or puzzlingly gross, but why do that when you’ve got...

Fetish Porn Sites
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Absinthe 2 The Absinthe of Malice

Absinthe 2: The Absinthe of Malice By Morpheus The flight from Seattle to Boston had been extremely long and uncomfortable, even with the two hour delay in Chicago where I got to stretch my legs and change flights. My book had given me something to do during the countless hours in the air, though admittedly, Collin had been my largest savior from boredom. The two of us had ended up talking for over half the flight, and by the time we finally landed, I was even starting to consider...

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Thelma and Me Summer of 65 part 2

After tea on the Friday evening Thelma stopped me as I was going into upstairs to my room. Her eyes looked wild and her breathing was heavy. “I’m going to a party,” She said in a low voice, “do you want to watch me getting undressed?” I nodded like a puppet. “Wait in my room…I’ll be up in five minutes.” I skipped up the stairs two at a time! I nervously let myself into my sister’s bedroom. I’d been in many times before – borrowing her dirty knickers and stuff to use...

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ETHELS DISCOMFORT 4

Harry and Rob sat in the local pub in their usual spot in the corner by themselves. They were having a discussion about what to do with Ethel. Rob has been adamant that he wants to hang Ethel by her ankles and butcher her. Harry strongly disagrees with him. Harry is convinced that if he talks to Ethel he can persuade her not to go to the authorities and they will be able to use her the same way the other men. Rob agrees to try Harry's way first but he says" if she wants to argue I'm going to...

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ETHELS DISCOMFORT 3

kEthel sat with her tits nailed to the work table. Her tits were swollen to twice their normal size from the beating they had received from Harry and Rob and the axe handle. Ethel sobbed both from the pain and the feeling of despair and hopelessness. She knew she would not be able to sweet talk the men into letting her go without anymore abuse. Harry and Rob arrived and again Ethel begged and pleaded with them to let her go. The men laughed and told her they still had a few more things they...

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Thelma and her brother

Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...

Incest
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Mother Road

Author's note: All sexual activity in this story is between consenting adults over the age of 18.This story is dedicated to all single moms out there; you're no unsexy matron. Motherhood kicks you up to another level of sexy.++++++++++++++My divorce became official yesterday, so as of today my ex-wife Beverly is in the history books. After one year, six months, and 11 days, that guy in the mirror, Tom McFarland, is now officially single again!Beverly and I met at the Art Institute of Chicago...

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Thelma and me Summer of 65 part 1

Thelma was 22 and like all of the young women at that time was still living at home with me and our parents in rural Kent; even though she had a good job in local Department Store. I was 15 and had just left school. The summer of 1965 was particularly fine so it wasn’t uncommon for me to sit around our secluded garden reading a Detective novel when my parents were at work. The difference today was that Thelma was on the first day of her annual holidays and had joined me wearing a very...

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ETHELS DISCOMFORT 2

Ethel hung by her wrists while Harry and Rob left to get some rest. She nodded off from time to time but the fog of her mind cleared she realized that other than when they punched her she actually enjoyed the way they that fucked her so hard and so brutally. She enjoyed the helpless feeling as they ravaged her body. She believed that she could talk to the two men and they would release her without too much more abuse. She was wrong.As Harry and Rob drove back out to the warehouse they talked...

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Ethel

Ethel hated her name. She was born during the tenure of I Love Lucy. The beloved Ethel Mertz from the television show was the bane of the real life Ethel's existence. There were the jokes about her having to marry Fred. There was only one Fred in her high school class. He wasn't her type; not even if he was the last man on earth. Ethel was every bit the epitome of her name. At five feet even her looks, dress and vocabulary mimicked the character she despised. Although she fought to break the...

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Ethel 1921

Ethel's Pa was telling a story. "A man comes into the garage wanting a new horn for his Dodge. The old bulb was torn. Well, we have horns; but they don't fit his brackets..." "What did he want with a horn?" Ma asked. "Dodge cars don't need them. They have 'Dodge, Brothers' written clearly on the front." "Oh, Nellie," Pa said, but -- at least -- he dropped the story. Ethel couldn't decide which was worse, Ma's jokes or Pa's stories. Pa was fascinated by anything mechanical,...

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Katherines Style

Damn Katherine and her classy fashion sense... Once again my Mother-in-law had a new skirt suit which would work for brunch, mother-of-the-bride or some other fancy occasion, it was simply lovely. Tonight was one of those other occasions. The suit was perfect for the work awards dinner that my wife Veronica has dragged me too. Katherine, on the other hand, who was looking just so, was all too happy to attend. Katherine's suit is simply irresistible to me. The color, the style,...

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Gunther The Reindeer Handler Does Candy Claus

Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...

Fantasy & Sci-Fi
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Absinthe Seduction

from my supernatural~romantic novel set in Regency England from the diary of Betsy Corning, Darlington, England, September 1815 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am undone! I have given into temptation and trod the left-hand path. I did not tarry there long, I yet have a semblance of a conscience. But little good will it do me – I will be punished for it sooner or later. But oh, should any ladies read this, perhaps you, at least, will understand what provocation I had endured and grant me some...

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An Introduction to the Roadhouse

My name is Lucy, and I own the Roadhouse. So, what's the Roadhouse? Basically, it's a bar, although we also have a not bad kitchen, so we do meals in the evening, and snacks all night until about an hour before closing. I'm ex-military, although you might not guess it to look at me. I was actually a Special Forces commando, in armies that allowed women into combat roles. I can certainly handle myself in a fight, as more than one man has found out at the wrong moment. While I do love a...

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EstherChapter 3

When we entered the dining salon, all conversation stopped. I had changed from my travel clothes earlier, but was still in black. Esther was in a peach colored evening gown. As I said before, she was ravishing. Martha and Hatty walked behind us in their evening gowns. It was plain that everyone wondered who this girl was with the Royal Executioner and the Guild Master for companions. Certainly most of the apprentices and the other Guild members had not met, or been introduced to Esther. None...

2 years ago
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EstherChapter 2

“Are the statements, that the Lord Executioner made, true?” the Village Chief demanded sternly. “Yes, Un ... Uncle,” the young man finally answered very quietly. “A week in the stocks,” the Village Chief pronounced, “and the same for those two friends of yours.” The Village Chief then turned to me to apologize. “I am sorry I doubted you, Lord Executioner. It would appear that I need to pay closer attention to what is going on with the workers in the fields.” “An excellent idea,” I replied,...

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Theresas Deportment

"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in...

2 years ago
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SRU Roadhouse

SRU: The Roadhouse by Corvus corax (Raven) Comma and Asterix looked at each other and sighed. Both of the deliverymen were hot, sweaty and very, very tired. On days like today, when it was 100 degrees in the shade, with 90 % humidity, it didn't pay to be moving around large pieces of magical equipment. Asterix continued to gaze over from the passenger seat of the SRU van to Comma, who was behind the wheel. He slumped down a little further into his seat. "Man! I sure could use...

2 years ago
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Esther III

Esther III ? by: TamarainRubber Even though we knew we were going to be late for Lisa's party, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. For the next hour or so we grabbed each other like wild cats in heat. Her breasts heaving and her lungs gasping for oxygen, Esther still found the energy to warn me not to cum. At some point she did pull my cock out from behind my rubber bloomers and shoved every inch into her mouth. The clothes she had dressed me in only made me harder and,...

3 years ago
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Katherines Style Part Two

The next day I was in full Katherine mode from the moment I unlocked her door. I greeted Sunshine just like Katherine did, using the same tone of voice and gestures. Of course Sunshine reacted just she would with her female owner. As soon as I took her for a short walk and fed her, I went straight to my bedroom, well after the prior day I felt so much more comfortable there, I wanted it to be my bedroom. I took a shower and shaved everything again. I didn't know how I was going to...

2 years ago
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Esther IV

Hope you like Esther's latest installment! ESTHER FOUR By TamarainRubber I obediently followed Esther down the long narrow hallway that led into an enormous room filled with the sounds of clinking glasses, soft whispers and a bevy of leather-clad women and men dolled up as maids, rubber babies, and crossdressing sluts like me. Strangely enough (and very much to my pleasure), there was little if any evidence of the S&M parties I had only read about, but never...

3 years ago
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Katherines Style Part 3

The front door opened and again Frank came in, a little less dramatically than the day before but no less intimidating to me as I felt timid and weak dressed in my mother-in-laws things. Frank was half expecting me to be dressed as my normal slouchy male self, ready to put a stop to all this, but he was happy when he saw I didn't have the fortitude to do that. He actually smiled at me, "There's my little wife. That dress looks nice on you." I smiled back not knowing what to do, it...

4 years ago
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Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder

Caroline dumped her books so loudly on the table that it caused Mike to look up momentarily from his laptop.“Hi, Caroline, I take it the tutorial didn’t go so well?”Caroline slumped onto the chair opposite him.“The pompous bitch basically told me to start again.”“Look I know nothing about art, I don’t even know what I like, but I do know that you know your stuff. Why don’t I get you a drink and we can talk about something else.”As Mike placed the two pints of beer down on the table, Caroline...

Fantasy & Sci-Fi
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Hot Nights In Copenhagen

I heard a joke once, “If you want to make God laugh, tell Him you have a plan.” Well, I can vouch for that one. After three months at sea working on a Norwegian freighter, I finally signed off in Alicante, Spain and made my way to the north of Europe, my original destination three months earlier. I had signed on as a galley boy in Brooklyn with twenty bucks to my name and planned to sign off in Lisbon. Unfortunately, two days out at sea Lisbon was cancelled and the first port would be Beirut,...

4 years ago
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Hot Nights In Copenhagen

I heard a joke once, “If you want to make God laugh, tell Him you have a plan.” Well, I can vouch for that one. After three months at sea working on a Norwegian freighter, I finally signed off in Alicante, Spain and made my way to the north of Europe, my original destination three months earlier. I had signed on as a galley boy in Brooklyn with twenty bucks to my name and planned to sign off in Lisbon. Unfortunately, two days out at sea Lisbon was cancelled and the first port would be Beirut,...

Straight Sex
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Esther stone

Esther sat on the side of the road, freezing, she feared that if she didn't find a place to stay soon, she probably freeze to death.Lately life had been pretty fucked up for Esther, both her parents had die before she could barley talk, and this year she had run away, because her foster parents were abusive.She had no one now, and was stranded on the side of the road. Esther picked herself off of the ground and started walking again, until a huge house came in sight. "Warmth." She said, she was...

2 years ago
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Esther Stone part 2

When Esther had woken up the next morning laying next to Romeo, she almost freaked out, but the all of the memories from the night before flooded into her brain."Oh god." She sat up and looked at Romeo's sleeping figure next to her, his teal hair was tossed about the pillow, and he chest heaved up and down, Damn he is so hot, she thought, I acted kind of crazy last night, her face burned, ugh, what the fuck was wrong with her these days? She felt Romeo's body shift a little and her heart sped...

4 years ago
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Esther II

Esther II By TamarainRubber I had found the woman I had been dreaming about, hoping she would be my lover for years to come. Esther was the first real lady I had encountered who actually seemed to be honest about wanting to share my passions. I prayed that I would not be disappointed. From how she reacted, I didn't think I would be, but I was the planet's biggest skeptic. For the past four hours, Esther made me try on an incredibly sexy collection of female fetish wear that...

4 years ago
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Athena Goddess of Wisdom

Chapter 1 – The Birth of a Goddess Zeke cracked his knuckles and spread out his fingers. They touched the black glass in front of him and the desk lit up. A white keyboard appeared and he started to type on the touchscreen desktop. His fingers bounced around the screen, typing across the keyboard of light. You see, Zeke was a genius beyond his years. He was currently eighteen and in his second year of college. His masterful mind crossed with a youth of video games made him into one of the...

2 years ago
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The Open Road

Hi guys and gals. sorry this took so long. But my wife AK had a touch of pneumonia and I dropped EVERYTHING. it’s also flu season and that;s our busiest time at work. but it gave me time to recharge the batteries. The next two stories after this one are gonna rock. They are very dark though so be ready. As usual Kudos to the legendary Barney-R for his editing wizardry. Any mistakes you find are probably due to changes I made during the final read through while removing all of the howevers...

1 year ago
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Theresas Deportment

"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said. ..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in this country...

Lesbian
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Athena Ch02

“You ready sweetie?” He blinked, as if coming out of a stupor and looked back to her, to Athena, her expression playful, but her body language pressing. It hadn’t been so much of a question as it had been an order. Meekly he looked back at the window, looking through his own reflection to the street outside. They didn’t have far to go, but the short walk from her limo to the Hotel’s lobby was lined by an eager group of camera-toting men, the dreaded paparazzi. “But… The photographers,...

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Athena

He stood hugging himself tightly, not that it helped keep him warm anymore. The cold had long since seeped so far into him the only thing that kept him from running to find somewhere warm was the fear that, should he leave his spot, he’d return to find it taken and his chance of seeing her, Athena, gone forever. The singer Athena had caught the world by storm, nobody a year ago, the young woman had taken to the celebrity lifestyle like a duck to water and was now breaking records with her...

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Mathew and Beth part 3 Trip down southquot

It was a warm night in Georgia when I arrived for a very special meeting, This was not about business but it was very important to him as he was coming to meet for the first time his internet “friend”. Shannon his friend was a very subservient women who was proud to be just who she was and although for this first meeting they had something a little different in mind to give her master a new experience. What she didn't know was that I had a surprise for her as well, he was a bit of a romantic...

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