t the counter. The older man was staring dead at him, at least Neil thought the man was staring at him. It was hard to tell because he was wearing sunglasses. The man was in his early 30s, Neil guessed. He was tall, about 6'6" and toned. He wore a sleeveless flanel shirt, a pair of worn jeans with several holes and rips, and boots. His hair was shaved down to a buzz cut, and he had a soul patch just underneath his bottom lip. Neil offered a nervous smile before forcing himself to look away.

 The man smirked when the boy turned away. He was no more than 16, the trucker expected, and a runaway no doubt. "He'll do just fine," He grinned to himself. As the waitress rounded the counter, the trucker grabber her arm and smiled. "I'll take that on over to him."

 Neil heard the man's heavy footfalls before he saw him. The man put the water down on the table and took a seat opposite Nei, "Here ya go." The man took a seat and rested his baseball cap on the table.

 "Thanks," Neil said sheepishly as he gulped it down.

 "Not from around here, are ya?" The man asked.

 "N...no," Neil said as he put the glass down. "I was just passing through, before..."

 "Before?" The man asked as he leaned back in the seat.

 "My car broke down a few miles back," Neil explained. "So, I walked here. Now, I don't know what I am going to do."

"Ain't ya got no parents?" The man asked. "This ain't exactly a good spot to be stuck. Ain't nothin' round here for miles."

Neil shook his head, "No...I can't call my parents."

"Why can't ya?" The man asked, already knowing the answer.

Neil sighed. "I, uh, ran away. My parents don't even know I'm gone, and if I did call them, they'd kill me."

The man nodded. "I see. So, what ya plannin' on doin'...Uh, I'm sorry. I didn't catch your name."

"Neil," the boy said.

 "Well, Neil, nice to meet you. Name's Max," the man said.

"I don't have a plan," Neil continued. "I don't know what I'm gonna do."

Max waved the waitress over. "A slice of pie for my friend here, he's gotta be starvin'." The waitress walked off and within minutes returned with a large slice of pie.

Max winked at Neil, "Go on. Eat up, it's on me."

Neil picked up the fork and began to eat the pie. "Thanks," he said.

Max watched the boy as he ate. The younger boy was scrawny with golden hair and green eyes. Max was starting to get hard just thinking about what he was going to do to the boy. "I'll tell ya what, Neil..." He tapped his fingers on the table, "It's getting pretty late and the owner of this diner ain't gonna let you stay here all night. Why don't ya stay at my place for the night. It ain't much, just a room at the motel down the way, but it's a bed."

Neil eyed Max for a moment and then nodded. "Thanks, that would be great. I mean, if you don't mind."

"I offered, didn't I?" Max laughed. "C'mon, let's get out of here." Neil shoveled in the rest of his pie and followed Max out of the diner. "That's my truck," Max pointed

 "OK," Neil said as he walked around to the passenger's side. He waited for Max to unlock the door and hopped in.

Neil was quite during the ride to the motel. "What's the matter, boy? I ain't gonna bite ya."

"Oh, I know!" Neil said quickly. He didn't mean to hurt Max's feelings. "I'm just thinking about what I am going to do next."

"It's alright," Max smiled. "Take it one day at a time," he said. "Ain't much more you can do."

The truck pulled into the motel parking lot. "Well, here we are," Max said as he put the truck in park. He led Neil to the second floor, stopping at room 237. "Home sweet home," he said as he unlocked the door and pushed it open, allowing Neil to go first. "Like I said, it ain't much..." Max said as he turned on the lights.

"It's great," Neil said. "Beats sleeping in a car." Neil sat down on the couch and looked around.

"That's true," Max said as he turned on the lights and made his way into the kitchen area. "Want a drink? Beer or somethin'?"

Neil looked at Max, his eyebrow raised.

"C'mon," he said as he tossed a beer to Neil.

Neil twisted the cap off and took a sip, a smile on his face.

 "Good for you," Max said as he sat down on the couch. He turned the TV on and they both began to watch the baseball game.

When the first inning was over, Max got to his feet and grabbed too more beers. "Here ya go," he handed Neil another beer.

"Thanks," Neil said.

They watched another inning and Max got to his feet and went into the kitchen. This time, instead of beers, he brought two shot glasses and a bottle of Tequilla. "Here," he said as he handed Neil one of the shot glasses. "Try it," he urged.

Neil sipped at it, grimacing at the taste.

Max laughed. "No, no. Like this," he said as he threw his head back and swallowed. "One gulp."

Neil mimiced Max, coughing as he swallowed.

"Yea," he grinned. "It's pretty strong." He filled Neil's shot glass again, "Try another."

"I don't think I should," Neil said. "I'm not feeling too well," he added.

Max laughed. "C'mon, just one more." He handed the glass to Neil, smiling as the boy drank. "Atta boy."

Neil began to doze off as they continued to watch the game. Max slid closer to Neil and began to rub Neil's inner thigh. Max leaned in closer and began to kiss Neil's neck.

"What are you doing?" Neil asked sleepily.

"Relax, baby, I ain't gonna hurt ya." Max said as he slid his hand underneath Neil's shirt.

"No," Neil said. "I don't think I want to do this," he said as he began to twist and turn. "Let me go," he said as he got to his feet and made his way to the door.

Max grabbed Neil as he tried to unlock the door. "You ain't goin' nowhere," Max grunted. He picked Neil up in a fireman's carry and walked him over to the bed. "You better settled down," He yelled. "Or I will hurt ya." Max threw off his shirt and kicked off his boots. He stared at Neil, his hard cock straining against his jeans.

"Please, no," Neil begged as he sat up.

"You, shut the hell up! Ya here?" Max yelled as he threw a beer bottle against the wall to scare the boy. Neil flinched. Max smirked as he unbuckled his belt and let his jeans fall around his ankles. He kicked them off to the side and kneeled on the bed next to Neil and began to kiss his neck again. "Lose the shirt," Max growled.

"No," Neil protested.

"I said do it," Max snapped as he gave Neil a swift backhand.

Neil whimpered as he slowly took off his shirt. Tears falling from his eyes.

"Oh, hey," Max said as he cupped Neil's cheek in his hand. "C'mon, don't cry." He kissed Neil lightly on the lips as he pushed him down on the bed. "I promise, you'll like it," Max said and he flipped the boy over and pulled down his pants. Max slapped Neil's ass. "Oh, yea. I like that," he said.

"Now," Max said, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. I'll let ya choose," He said as he began to trace Neil's hole with his cock. "Good enough," Max said when he heard Neil moan. Max reached over to the nightstand and opened the drawer. He pulled out a bottle of lube. Squirting some of the lube onto his hand, Max began to finger Neil. He plunged his finger deep into Neil tight hole, smiling when Neil began to moan. He added another, spiraling them slightly as pulled them out and plunged them back in.

Max began to jerk himself off with his free hand. His thick, nine inch cock begging to be inside of Neil. "Think you can handle me, boy?" Max asked as he pulled his fingers of out Neil and traced his entrance with his cock.

Neil nodded. "Yea," he moaned.

"Yea?" Max laughed. "Alrighty," he said as he lubed up his cock. Max shoved the head of his cock into Neil's hole. "Mmmm, nice and tight," he moaned. Max placed his hands on Neil's hips and pulled him back so that his cock plunged deeper into the boy. Once Max felt that Neil was relaxed enough, Max began to thrust himself in and out of Neil's hole.

"Harder!" Neil screamed. "Oh, please. Harder!"

Max smirked and quickened is pace. His skin slapping against Neil's. Max gave Neil's ass another slap as he bit his bottom lip. "Oh, god, you're so tight," he yelled. "Oh, fuck, Niel."

The boy let out a scream as Max's cock hit his spot. "Yea," Neil moaned as he began to push himself into Max,. "Right there," he panted as he tightened himself around Max's cock.

"Oh, fuck," Max grunted as his pace began to slow. "You're so fucking tight. I'm gonna cum." He gave Neil several hard thrusts before spraying his spunk deep inside the boy. "Oooh," Max moaned as he pulled himself out of the Neil, his load of spunk dripping out of Neil's hole.

Neil rolled over, looking up at Max. He wanted more.

 Max grabbed Neil's balls, giving them a squeeze. "Don't worry," Max panted. "I ain't done with you." He held himself over Neil. His kissed the boy, biting his bottom lip as he pulled away. He began to kiss is way down to Neil's cock.

Neil watched as the man took his hardness into his mouth. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief as the man's wet tongue massaged the underside of his cock. The boy's hands gripped at the pillow as the man took his cock deep into his throat.

Max pulled himself away from Neil's cock, jerking him off temporarily as he sucked on his balls. He ran his tongue along the shaft of Neil's cock, circling the head as a drip of precum bubbled on the tip. He took Neil's cock in his mouth again and began to bob up and down. Max took Neil's balls into his hand and massaged them.

"Aaaaaah," Neil screamed as he began to buck up. "I think I'm gonna cum!"

Max gave Neil's balls a tight squeeze as he swallowed several spurts of the boy's hot spunk. "I told ya you'd like it," Max said when he was finished. He collapsed next to Neil in the bed, both of them exhausted.

The boy scooted closer to Max, resting his head on his chest. "Do you think I could stay with you?" He asked shyly. Max wrapped his arm around Neil, a satisfied smile on his face. "You can stay here as long as you'd like," he said before they both fell asleep.

 

 

 

 

y for dinner?" Mrs. Adams asked me. "We're having stuffed peppers. I know you're a vegetarian, but I could stuff one with rice, would that be alright?"

"That would be great, thanks!" I yelled down to her as I continued up the stairs. The radio was blaring and it was easy to tell Mike was home. I knocked on the door. Doubting he would hear my knock, I walked in and shut the door behind me. His room was hot and stuffy. Mike his ceiling fan on as well as another fan going, but I hardly noticed it getting any cooler. No wonder Mike had already taken off his shirt and changed into a pair of gym shorts.

"Hey, Mike," I said as I manuvered around the room crowded with boxes.

"Larry, what's going on?" Mike asked as he lowered the radio. "Sorry about the mess," He said as he got to his feet and tried his best to clear a space on his bed. "Have a seat."

I sat down and watched Mike scurry around the room in an effort to tidy things up. "Yea, really sorry about the mess," he repeated. "I don't know how I got so much shit." He laughed and pulled his computer chair around so that he was facing me. "So, what's going on man?"

I shrugged. "Same old same," I laughed.

"How's the pet store?" He asked.

"It's good, I guess." I shook my head. "Enough about me, how did you like your first year of college?"

"It fucking sucked," he huffed. "It's good to be home."

"It's good to have you home," I smiled.

"Awww," he joked. "You missed me?"

"Shut up," I said as I rolled my eyes.

"I think I am gonna get some ice cream, want some?" Mike asked.

"No," I shook my head. "I think your mom is making dinner..."

"I don't care, I want ice cream." He said indignantly. "I'll be back," he said as he went downstairs.

While he was gone, I started to peek into some of his boxes. "Wow," I said as I opened one of his more private boxes filled with a half empty bottle of lube and a box of unused condoms.

"I didn't get a chance to use the condoms," Mike laughed. "but the lube really spiced up my jerk off sessions."

"Oh!" I fumbled to put the lid back on the box. "I am sorry, I was just..."

"It's cool," Mike said as he sat down in the computer chair again. "Want some?" He offered as he plunged the spoon into the bowl of ice cream.

"Nah," I said, still blushing.

"C'mon! It's organic, my mom got it from that new store. There's real fruit in here and everything. It's really good." He stuck his index finger into the ice cream and held it up to me. "Here, try some."

I shook my head, looking at his finger. He had to be joking.

"Try it!" He demanded, pressing his finger to my lips now.

"Alright," I said as I licked it off his finger.

"What do you think?" He grinned.

"Strawberry," I smiled. "I like strawberry."

"Yea?" Mike asked as he again put his finger into the ice cream. "Have some more."

I grabbed Mikes hand and slowly took his finger into my mouth, my tongue licking the ice cream off.

"Mmm," Mike moaned. "You really like your ice cream, don't you?"

"Strawberry's my favorite," I shrugged.

"I'm beginning to like it too," he grinned. He tipped the bowl slightly so that the ice cream that was starting to melt dripped down his chest and onto his abs. "Fuck," he said with an innocent look in his eye. "I'm such a slob."

"I guess so," I laughed.

He licked off some of the ice cream that had landed on his arm, all the while looking at me. "It's really good, Larry, you should try it." He placed the bowl down on his computer desk. "You should really try it," he repeated.

I walked over to where Mike was sitting. I dropped to my knees and began to lick away the ice cream. My tongue flicked around his nipples and I smiled as Mike moaned.

"Mmm, make sure you get it all," He said as he folded his hands behind his head. I continued to go lower, lapping the ice cream off of his rock hard abs. "Is it good?"

"Very," I said as looked up. "All clean," I grinned.

Mike nodded, "You did a good job." He looked down at his throbbing buldge and grabbed the bowl from the desk. "But, I think you missed a few spots." Mike lowered his shorts slightly and poured some more.

I watched as the ice cream dripped down from his navel and began to slowly travel downward, vanishing under his shorts. "I guess I did."

Mike cupped the back of my neck with his hand and pulled me closer. "Make sure you get it all, Larry" he grinned. "Every last bit."

I continued licking away the ice cream, my right hand rubbing his buldge. When I had reached his shorts, I looked up.

"Keep going," He moaned. "I think there is still a little more."

Mike lifted himself so that I could pull off his gym shorts, revealing his rock hard cock. He was 7 1/2 inches and cut. I wrapped my hand around his cock, laughing when he jumped.

"Your hands are cold," Mike laughed.

"I'm nervous," I admitted.

"Don't be," he said as he ran his hand through my auburn hair.

He rested his hand over mind and began to guide my hand slowly up and down the length of his shaft. "Mmm," he moaned. "Yea, just like that." Precum began to bubble on the head of his cock. Being the curious person that I am, I leaned in to taste it.

"You like that?" Mike asked.

"Yea," I moaned. "Better than ice cream."

Mike laughed and pushed my head closer to him, his cock pressed against my lips. "There's more where that came from."

I took the first few inches of Mike's cock into my mouth. My tongue circled around the tip before I took more and more of Mike's hardness into my mouth. "Fuck," Mike moaned as I my head began to bob up and down in his lap.

"Yea, you like my cock, don't you?" He asked.

I simply moaned my reply. I continued to suck Mike's cock, using my right hand to massage his balls. "Oh, fuck," he grunted. "That's driving me wild!" I pulled myself away from Mike's cock and began to lick the length of it. When my tongue reached the end of his length, I plunged his cock back into my mouth.

"Oh, fuck," he grunted, as his muscles began to contract. "I'm cumming."

I didn't care. I continued to assult his cock with my tongue. I gave Mike's balls a tight squeeze as he unleashed a mouthful of spunk into my mouth. I swallowed as I took his cock out of my mouth and began to lick the length of it again. "Fuck," he moaned. He pulled me up to him, giving my hair a slight tug. Mike kissed me then, forcing his tongue passed my lips. His hand began to rub at my buldge. My cock was straining against the denim of my jeans. "Got something for me?" He grinned as he kissed me again.

There was a knock at the door and we both froze. "Boys," his mother called. "Dinner's ready."

"Alright," we both said in unison.

Mike looked at me, a wolfish grin on his face. "We'll finish this later."


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There was a knock at the door. "Yea?" Dan asked as he stuck his head out from behind the curtain.

Dan's father stepped inside the room, shutting the door behind him. "Good morning, son."

"Hi...Dad, is anything wrong?" Dan asked as he stared at his father.

"Oh, no, everything is fine. The shower in our bathroom is broken and I want to shower before your sisters wake up." Dan's father began to strip as he spoke, tossing his clothing on the floor.

"Dad!" Dan yelled as he shielded his eyes, "What are you doing?"

"Oh, calm down, Daniel." His father said as he pulled his boxers down. "We're both men. Both have the same equipment."

"I'll be out in a second!" Dan said in a paniced voice. "Then the shower is all your's."

"Nah, we'll share," his father said. "The water bill has been sky high the last few months." Dan's father slid the curtain back and stepped into the shower.

"Oh, God," Dan said to himself as he soaped up, "Just don't look." Dan kept his eyes straight ahead and counted the cracks in the tile.

"Mind handing me the shampoo?" Dan's father asked.

Dan reached over to the metal shower rack and handed his father the shampoo without looking back. "H..here."

"What's the matter, son?"

"Nothing, sir," he said as he continued to lather.

Dan's father smirked. "You need to relax, Daniel. I used to change your diapers, I've seen you naked before."

"I know, I know..." Dan said.

"Hand me the soap?" Dan's father began to massage the soap into Dan's back.

"What are you doing?" Dan jumped.

"Giving you a hand, backs are always tricky." His father laughed as his hands crept lower and lower, finally resting on Dan's hips.

Dan looked down, his cock was hard and staring back at him. "Go away, go away," he thought to himself. His father's hands were rough and calloused, but they felt good against his skin. "He's my dad!" He tried to remind himself.

Dan closed his eyes as one of his father's hands began to travel. "I must say, you have grown a lot since you were a baby," His father said as he looked over his son's shoulder. He grabbed Dan's hard cock with his soapy hand and began to gently move his hand up and down the length of it.

Dan looked down, watching his father's hand jerk him off. He whimpered slightly, it felt so good. Why did it have to be wrong?

"It's ok," Dan's father said. "It'll be our little secret," He pressed his own cock against Dan's back and nibbled on his ear. "You want to make your Daddy happy, don't you?"

Dan nodded.

"Good boy," he said as his free hand began to trace Dan's hole. He smiled when Dan let out a moan. "That's a good boy," he said as he dropped to his knees and spread Dan's ass apart. He began to circle Dan's entrance with his tongue, occasionally thrusting it into Dan's tight hole.

"Oh, Dad..." Dan moaned as he rested his head against the tile wall in front of him. "That feels good," he added with a shudder, his own hand falling down to stroke his cock.

"I'm glad," his father said as he got to his feet. He moved Dan's hand away. "This," he said as he tightened his grip around Dan's cock, "is mine!" He began to jerk Dan off again. "Relax," He ordered as he began to slide two fingers, of his other hand, in and out of Dan's entrance.

Dan let out a loud moan.

"You like that?" His father asked as he added a third finger.

"Yea," Dan nodded.

"I want to fuck you, Danny," his father whispered. "Hard," he added.

Dan moaned as his father plunged his fingers deeper inside of him.

"Would you like that?" His father asked.

"Yea," Dan cried.

"Say it." Dan's father ordered.

"What?" Dan asked.

"Tell me you want me to fuck you." His father commanded.

"I want you to fuck me, sir." Dan moaned. "I want you to fuck me so hard that I can't sit down for weeks."

Dan's father placed his hands on Dan's hips and positioned him the way he wanted him. "Atta boy," he said as he began to rub his 11 inches between Dan's ass. He took his cock and pressed the tip of it into Dan's tight hole. "Deep breath," he said as he allowed Dan to get used to the feeling. "That's a good boy," he said as he pushed himself deeper into Dan's hole. "Nice and easy."

Dan winced as his father's cock entered him. It hurt at first, but then Dan began to enjoy having his father inside of him. He let out a moan and pushed himself into his father so that the remainder of his length was forced inside of him. "Fuck me," Dan begged.

Dan's father began to ram Dan's ass. "You're so tight," he moaned.

"Harder," Dan begged.

Dan's father began to thrust faster, Dan's moans driving him wild. "Oh yea," he said as his son tightened around his cock. "So fucking tight," he grunted. "Makes me wanna cum!" He forced himself deep inside Dan and released his hot spunk. "Oooh!" He moaned as he continued to pump himself in and out of Dan.

Dan could feel his father's hot cum dripping out of his ass, he wanted more. "Yea..." Dan said as his father continued to drill him, "Fuck me, Daddy."


His father placed his hands on Dan's shoulders and began to thrust faster, his balls slapping against Dan's ass. Exhaling heavily, he released another load of his hot spunk inside his son's tight ass. "Oh, fuck, you're so good," he moaned as he pulled himself out. "Now," he said as he spun Dan around, "let's get you off."

Dan rested against the tile wall as his father dropped to his knees and took him in his mouth. He placed both of his hands on his father's head and guided him up and down his length. "Yea," he said as he bit the side of his lip, muffling a moan. "I'm close," Dan said.

His father giving Dan's balls a squeeze. "Cum for Daddy," he said as he took his son's cock deep into his throat.

Dan began to pant wildly as a massive wave of pleasure washed over him. He bucked as he came inside his father's mouth.

Dan's father pulled himself away from Dan, but didn't swallow. He pulled Dan into a kiss. He forced his tongue into Dan's mouth, his cum swirling around both of their mouths. "Now," he said as he pulled away from Dan. "Finish up, you gotta get ready for school."

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