Date: Tue, 4 Feb 2014 00:03:26 -0800 From: Nanaimo Hard Subject: Hitchhiking Boy (All events portrayed are fictional, if you like what you've read, write me at nanaimo_hard@hotmail.ca. Additional parts to this story depend on feedback, so, be sure to write if you liked it!) When I turned 13, I ran away from home. My mom had been dead for a few years, and my dad, a crazy fundamentalist, was ranting about me being full of sin because of some websites he found on my computer and needing to be cleaned through self-whipping. But he was smart enough to act like I was making it up when I called child services. So I ran. To this day, I have no idea if he even made a token effort to find me. At any rate, I was 13 and on the road, thumbing across Canada. By the time I reached British Columbia from Saskatchewan, I was filthy, sleeping in ditches, bus shelters, whatever. And I was starving. I was trudging through a snowstorm near a town called Revelstoke when the van pulled over. I made my way to the door, shivering all over. The man behind the wheel was older, mid-fifties or so, salt and pepper crewcut, well muscled, and had a look of genuine concern on his face. "Where are you going, son?" "Wherever I can get..." I sniffled. "Well you better get in then before you get pneumonia in this weather." I gratefully climbed in. "My name's Kel, and yours?" "D-david..." "Well David, let's get you warmed up, huh?" Kel reached over and turned the heaters on full-blast. I held my frozen hands near the vents to thaw them out. "So, not that it's my business, but what are you running from?" Kel had one of those voices that invited conversation, so I soon found myself spilling my life story to him, my crazy father, my doubts about my own sexuality. He nodded sympathetically. "Well, young man, I can certainly understand why you'd want to get away from all that. It just so happens that I'm travelling all the way to the coast, and you're welcome to come with me." "Thank you..." I whispered, tears in my eyes. "Think nothing of it, I found myself in a similar situation once." He smiled. "I'm gay as well." I smiled back. "Well, I don't really know if I am..." "I see. So just questioning everything, huh?" "Yeah..." "Bet you want something to eat, huh?" Kel pulled into a fast food restaurant. "Please." I nodded gratefully. After getting out of the drive thru lane, he resumed asking me about sex, prefacing it "I hope you don't mind me asking you all these questions." "No, it's okay." I smiled at him, hoping my pants were concealing my growing hard on. I won't deny I am attracted to older men, and the subject of the conversation was working on me. "So, you haven't done anything with anyone yet, huh?" "No, sir." "Kel." "Sorry. Kel. No, nothing with a girl or another guy." "I see. Not for lack of desire, I'm sure." I laughed. "No, no. But being home-schooled, small community, all that stuff." "I understand completely." Kel grinned at me. There was something about him that was so reassuring. I'm not going to lie and say that I hadn't been propositioned repeatedly on the road, but I had declined every time. I don't know what it was about Kel, but if he asked, I would be his. The weather got worse, and Kel asked if I wanted to stop at a hotel. "Yeah, probably be a good idea." "Yep, besides, at least you could get cleaned up because no offense, but you look like hell." His smile was still gentle. A few minutes later, we were in a suite with two queen sized beds. Kel shed his winter coat, and a flannel shirt revealing a white tank, which highlighted a glorious set of pecs, not too hairy. "Ok David, have a shower, bath, whatever suits you." I wasted no time in getting into the hot water, cleaning myself all over. I heard the door open on the other side of the curtain as the road dirt sluiced off me. "Just leaving a toothbrush for you, son." I wished that instead, he would ask if he could join me. My cock was fully erect under the water, and I took extra care to wash it, my balls, my ass, unsure of what might happen, but knowing what I wanted from the sexy older man. Once I left the shower, there were no bathrobes, but I took a towel and wrapped it around myself. When I left the bathroom, Kel was sitting on the edge of one of the beds, he was still wearing the tank, but now his pants were off, wearing just a pair of white briefs. "Bet you feel much better now that you're cleaned up, huh?" Kel smiled kindly. I nodded, my eyes drawn between his legs, wondering what the white cotton hid from my sight. It didn't take very long for him to realize where I was looking. He smiled gently, deciding to accommodate me by spreading his legs slightly. I could easily make out the size of the bulge there, and swallowed nervously. "Nine inches, if you were wondering." he said warmly. "Wow..." I whispered. "Listen, David." Kel began slowly. "I don't want to make you feel pressured or anything at all, nothing has to happen between us if you don't want it to. I'm more than happy to take you along with me to the coast either way. I don't want you to feel indebted to me, and I won't take advantage of you. Promise." "Thank you..." I whispered. Unable to help myself, a few tears leaked out of my eyes. "Heyyy, what's wrong?" Kel stood up and gave me a quick hug. I could feel his largeness through the towel I was wearing. "It's just...I've felt so alone, so miserable, and you've been so nice to me..." A sob escaped my throat. Knowing that I needed it, he sat me down on the edge of the bed, and sat next to me, holding me gently while I cried. After a few minutes, I looked up at him. "I'm sorry. I feel like a dork." Kel laughed kindly. "Hey, you've had a hard go of it, son. Go ahead and have a cry, we all could use one once in awhile." He carefully rubbed some of the tears off my face. "Here, lie down, we'll talk if you like, take your mind off it." So we lay there, talking until late after midnight. Kel explained he was semi-retired because of a leg injury he suffered in the RCMP a few years back. He'd decided to travel back and forth across the country just because he'd never done it before, and when he got back to the coast, he'd resume his new online business in antiques. He said it with a laugh, knowing how cliche it sounded, an older gay man dealing with old furniture. "You...you don't have any place to stay at all, do you David?" he suddenly asked, concerned. "No." I sighed. "I just kind of figured I'd find somewhere when I got there." "Well...." "Huh?" "You could, always, you know...stay with me. I like you David, and I've got a soft spot for kids with nowhere else to go." "R-really?" I whispered. "Yeah. I could use the company if nothing else." He smiled. I couldn't help myself. I wrapped my arms around his thick body and hugged him tightly, starting to cry again. The force I hugged him with caused my towel to flop open when I let go, leaving my erection exposed. I blushed. "It's okay, nothing I haven't seen before. Kel chuckled as I rearranged my towel. But I noticed him glancing back at my lap, desiring another look, but nervous about asking. "You like what you saw?" I asked, giggling. "Well, yeah!" Kel laughed. "Always a fan of looking at cocks!" Nibbling at my lower lip and smiling a little, I flipped the towel open again. Kel inhaled sharply. "You, uh, don't have to...." I leaned over and whispered "But I want to..." and kissed the older man. He hesitated at first, then responded forcefully. His mouth tasted of spearmint gum, a smell and taste that would make me hard for the rest of my life. His strong arms wrapped around me, exploring my back gently but holding me firmly as our tongues began to duel. My own hands began exploring the vast landscape of his larger body, his big muscles. My hands moved to his backside, curious how it would feel in my hands. It was as firm and muscular as the rest of him. His mouth left mine only long enough for him to start licking and kissing his way down my neck and chest, where he bit gently at my nipples causing me to moan excitedly. He had yet to touch my cock, which was like a bar of hot iron. After a minute of attention to my upper body, he returned his mouth to mine briefly, panting. "David...how old are you?" "Thirteen." I gasped. "Is that okay?" "Going to have to be, I suppose." he laughed. Kel sat up long enough to pull his tank top over his head, allowing me to return the favor, exploring his front with my mouth. He murmured words of encouragement as I licked, nibbled, and kissed my way around his torso. Eventually, after running my tongue into his navel, I found myself confronted with the waistband of his briefs. "Do you want to take those off?" Kel asked quietly. I nodded. He lifted his ass from the bed allowing me to slowly peel them down his legs, freeing his monster. He was uncircumsized, like me, with a sparse bush at the base of his cock. He wasn't that thick, which was good, because I wanted him in me so badly. I couldn't help but compare it to my own 5 inch affair. Somehow knowing my mind, he whispered above me. "You're still growing, son." I wrapped my hand around his cock, stroking it slowly, pulling his foreskin down around his cockhead. "Oh god, that feels good David..." he moaned. Precum was freely flowing from his slit, I ran a finger through it and sucked it off experimentally. Then, needing more of this delicious flavor, I wasted no time in putting him in my mouth. "Fuuuuuccckkkk...." Kel's moans grew louder. "You....you sure...you haven't...done this...before...?" I let him slide from my mouth. "Positive." I began rubbing his cock against my face, loving the feel of him. I began to fondle his balls with my free hand, and before too long lowered my mouth to them, gently sucking them in and out of my mouth. "You taste so good..." I gasped, before wrapping my mouth around the end of his cock in search of more precum. Kel's hand ran through my dark hair, guiding me, showing me how to bob my head while sucking him. His breathing began to quicken, and he pulled away from me. "D-did I do something wrong?" I whispered, feeling ashamed. "No! Jesus no!" Kel laughed shakily. "I was getting close to cumming is all. Don't want to yet. Besides," he grinned. "It's your turn." He gently wrestled me around so that our positions were reversed. He kissed me deeply while wrapping his hand around me. His touch was electric, sending sparks of pleasure through my fingers and toes as he pulled back my own foreskin. An instant later I was in his mouth, gasping with pleasure as he went to work on my virgin cock. Kel was a wizard with his mouth; so skilled in fact that at one point he had my cock in his throat while his tongue caressed the upper edge of my balls. His hands firmly gripped my ass cheeks, squeezing and relaxing over and over, driving me crazy with lust. And then his mouth left my member, only to have him lift me higher and press his face between my cheeks.I gasped and bucked with pleasure under the unexpected assault as his mouth worked wonders on my hungry hole.Kel carefully rotated my body so I was face down on the bed, making it easier for him to fuck me with his mouth while I writhed underneath him. "Ok, I guess you're as ready as I can get you without lube..." Kel gasped, turning me back over so we were facing each other. "You ready?" "Yes. Fuck me." I whispered. As he pushed deeper and deeper into me, I won't lie and say it didn't hurt...at first. I stifled my pained groans with a pillow at first until the pain gave way to pleasure as the older man violated my insides. "Oh god you are such a sexy little boy..." Kel groaned as his strokes into me increased in speed. "You're a sexy man too..." I gasped. "Kel..I'm...I'm...." "Me too!" Kel's eyes scrunched close as he moaned and came deep inside me, the spasms of his cock setting me off as well, spraying up my almost hairless body. He collapsed on top of me, his cock sliding out with a pop, my cum spreading up his body as we began to kiss again. "So...you sure..I can stay with you?" I whispered, out of breath. "Absolutely." He grinned back.