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Geoffrey, Part 2 By the time I drove into the motel parking lot, my shorts were up and zipped, and my young hitchhiker friend, Geoffrey, had his cock back in his pants, too. Not that he really cared. I think he would have stepped out of the car naked with a hard on and it wouldn’t have bothered him one bit. Still, he stayed in the car while I went to check in. I had only booked a single room, and I left it that way, not knowing if Geoffrey would stay the night with me or not. All I hoped for was the afternoon. The clerk looked over my shoulder and saw the boy sitting in the front seat of my car. He smiled but didn’t comment, and I certainly didn’t, either. With key in hand, we drove in silence down to the end of the motel and I was fully aware of the clerk’s eyes on us from the office window as we got out of the car and entered my room. Why was I doing this? What hold did this boy have over me that would make me jeopardize my reputation like this, and possibly my job, not to mention the respect of my friends and family back home? “Fuckin’ cool!” Geoffrey exclaimed, once inside. “One bed, colour TV, air conditioning. We’ve even got a wet bar! And look at that mirror!” I put my valise down beside the bed and followed his eyes around the room as he pointed out its features. For a kid who has spent most of the last couple of weeks in a tent on the side of the road, this must have seemed very grand indeed. The mirror was indeed a large one, hung on the wall over the dresser along one side of the room. Geoffrey was standing in front of it, peeling off his clothes. In a second, he was naked, and admiring his image. “Like my body, man?” he said, turning it this way and that. “I think I lost a bit of weight. What do you think?” Never having met him before today, I couldn’t comment on his possible weight loss, but he sure looked lean to me, and well tanned for the most part, especially his neck and arms and his lower legs. I guessed he wasn’t into nude sunbathing, for his bare ass was white. I reveled in the sight of his hot, young, muscular body, complete with rattlesnake scars on his arms and, as I could now see, on his lower legs, too. I tried to suck my gut in a little, but then gave up. He would have just laughed if he had seen me do it. As he turned in front of the mirror and examined himself from all angles, I couldn’t help but stare at his huge cock, now soft, but every bit as impressive in this condition as it was when he displayed it hard in the car. It seemed to reach half way to his knees, or at least that was the impression it gave. Certainly, it was ten inches, soft. “A shit, a shower, and a shave in that order, man,” Geoffrey said, heading for the bathroom. “Then I’m all yours. Wanna come and watch?” “Ah, no, not just now,” I stammered, not really relishing the idea of watching a man shit, as the boy so eloquently put it. “I’ll wait for you here. Want a drink when your finished? I can get some ice.” “Sure man, whatever pops your cork,” he said as he continued on into the bathroom, leaving the door open behind him. I headed back to the office to find the ice machine. The clerk looked up as I entered. As I filled a plastic bucket with ice he commented, “You must be pretty hot, after being on the road all day, I mean.” I looked at him and saw that smirk on his face. Throwing caution to the wind, I responded, “Fuckin’ right I am.” That seemed to catch him off guard, but he recovered quickly and said, “You all have a good time, now, you hear? Just call through to the office here if’n’ you need anything, like more ice, videos, magazines, condoms, we got it all back here. Anything you want, any time day or night.” “I don’t need a video,” I said, “but I might like a package of condoms.” His eyes dropped to my crotch as I took my wallet out and paid for the purchase, and I could feel his eyes following me as I walked back towards my room. When I got back, Geoffrey was in the shower. I opened my valise and found the bottle of Scotch I had taken with me. I poured some of the amber liquid into two glasses, over ice, took a big swallow from mine and then refilled it. Then I sat down in the chair and waited. The water in the shower stopped and a few seconds later Geoffrey’s nude body appeared in the doorway, vigorously working his head with a large towel. “That feels fuckin’ good, man. Wanna dry my back for me?” he asked as he walked across the room and stood before me, his now soft cock almost in my face. I took the towel he offered and he turned around. I stood up and proceeded to dry his back, feeling his muscles and admiring his narrow waist as I worked my way down to his beautiful young buttocks, so firm, so round, and so white, with just a wisp of dark hair shadowing his crack. Then I dried his legs, which he had spread apart a bit to allow me access, the muscles there also firm, the pale skin covered with dark hair that spread down from his ball sack which hung well down and in plain view from the back. I got on my knees and continued drying right down to his ankles and feet. Then he turned and faced me. I dried my way back up the front of his legs, trying not to look at that wonderful object of desire that awaited me. But before long there it was: his beautiful young cock, semi hard now, and standing out just slightly from his ball sack, its one glorious eye looking me right in the face. It rose even more as I dried his balls, feeling them slide past one another as I rubbed them gently with the towel. I ignored the cock for a moment and went past, up his stomach, so much firmer than mine, so narrow his hips, so rippling his chest muscles, his nipples hard and pointing out at me as I rubbed the towel over them. I stood to get a better reach and felt his now hard cock rub against me as I moved nearer. Geoffrey reached over and started to unbutton my shirt as I dried his shoulders and neck. I felt the towel catch on the stubble of his day-old beard and realized he hadn’t shaved, not yet anyway. He pulled the tails of my shirt out from my waist belt, and pulled the shirt back over my shoulders. My chest lay bare to his vision and his touch. “Not too bad for an old fella,” he said as he slid his hand across my hairy chest, rubbing my nipples, one then the other. “I seen lots of old guys in my time, and you’re a pretty good specimen. You musta worked out a bit in your time, eh?” I had been something of an athlete in my younger days, that was true, and I had taken care of my body as best I could. It was sagging in places now where it used to be firm. “Love handles,” Geoffrey exclaimed as he grabbed the loose skin that hung a bit at my sides and pulled me closer to him with them. “But fuck, man, you got hardly any fat there, man,” he said. “Guess you keep active eh? Got a wife? A girlfriend?” I was not about to tell this sexy boy anything about my life if I could avoid it. “I was never the lady’s man you seem to be from the story you told me in the car,” I said, “but I had my time.” Geoffrey’s hands were working on my belt buckle now, and once he had it opened, and my zipper down, my shorts dropped to the floor. My rock hard cock stuck straight out in my white briefs. He reached in and grabbed my cock, giving it a squeeze. “I see you’re ready for another go, man, but it’s my turn, remember? I did you in the car, now you gotta do me. What’s your pleasure? You can just jack me off if’n you’re shy, or suck me if you think you can manage it, and I’d like that better. Or, you can let me fuck your ass with this thing, man!” He grabbed his own hard cock and gave it a shake. “That’d give us both the most pleasure.” I was shy, it was true, and I wasn’t ready to have his ten-inch cock shoved up my ass, but I opted for the second option. I dropped to my knees and began to lick at the head of his large, hard, circumcised cock. I drew it into my mouth, savoring the taste of his salty precum, and then, gathering courage, I managed to push my face forward till the head of his cock hit the back of my throat and I gagged. “Take it easy, man,” the boy said. “I got a lot of cock there. Ten inches soft and another two hard if you want to measure it. Some people do, you know. Not too many have one as big. If you’re new to this, you’ll never be able to take it all.” I was determined to show him that I could give him as much pleasure as he had given me in the car on the way here. I pushed my face towards his hips again, slowly this time, and tried to open my throat as much as I could. When I felt his pubic hair touching my nose, I knew I was almost there. Another bit, and I had him all in. “Fuck man,” you did it!” he said. “Not many guys can take it all the first time like you did. You done this before, man?” I didn’t think it was proper to comment with my mouth full. By now, though, Geoffrey was beginning to feel the full power of his lust and he grabbed my head with his two hands and started to take over the action. In and out of my mouth he went, thrusting his rock hard cock deeper and deeper into my mouth, my tongue and teeth working it as it moved past, in and out, in that glorious pumping action. He worked at a steady pace for a few minutes, but then I could hear his breath quicken and he picked up the tempo, slamming his cock into the back of my throat faster and harder. Faster he went, and now he was snorting, as passion swept all traces of self-control away. I was struggling to breathe, gasping for air on the withdrawal and holding my breath as he plunged back into me again. Faster now and faster yet again he went. I could feel him arching his back to gain better purchase, and knew the final moment was fast approaching. Suddenly hot cum struck the back of my throat and I swallowed. Spurt after spurt hit me, and I swallowed as fast as I could, over and over again. As he slowed down, however, I tried to catch some of his cum in my mouth to taste its delicious saltiness, and at last he slowed to a stop, his cock softening, his breathing slowing. I sucked what cum was left out of him and let his cock slip from my mouth. I stood up and wrapped my arms around him and kissed him. When he opened his mouth, I passed his own cum into it and we shared that delicious nectar of the gods. I was dizzy with excitement and from the efforts of the past few minutes. I staggered a little, and he held me, gradually easing me down onto the bed. And we lay there in each other’s arms, and rested.