Date: Thu, 30 Aug 2018 13:33:00 -0400
From: R Roberts <robert225555@gmail.com>
Subject: Mitchell's Adventures

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Mitchell's Adventures

Mitchell Hood left his last appointment of the day with a smile on his
face. He had just got a signed contract for a rather large purchase of copy
machines in a company's Atlanta office.  He headed for his car and was
ready to drive back to his office with maybe an overnight in Daytona
Beach. He didn't really care. He called his supervisor and gave her the
good news. She was pleased with her new stud salesman.  He drove out of the
parking lot headed for I 75 and the rather long trip back home.

This was Mitchell's first real job since he graduated and had to relocate
from his Laguna Beach home in California to Miami, a city he thought might
offer similar lifestyles to what he knew growing up as a surfer and
swimmer. Back home. He missed his life there and the many friends he had
but Miami's style and the frequent parties he was invited to kind of made
up for it. He was reasonably happy with the outcome of things.

Mitchell had recently turned 22 just before he headed to the south and it
was his first real job. He'd grown up in a wealthy home in Laguna Beach
where his folks, also party people, lived. He had been a surfer and swimmer
since he was a tiny tot and grew up living the laid back life of a beach
bum kind of guy. He always looked good with a gorgeous tan and he wasn't
badly put together. He was slim but had a surfer's body. He chuckled as he
recalled growing up with many close friends.  They shared his lifestyle
to. He hung out at various homes often crashing with friends as his parents
did a lot of travelling. He matured early being on his own except for the
hired staff at the mansion his folks owned. He learned confidence at an
early age and discovered at about 14 that his body was a hit with both the
ladies and the guys. Being laid back and liberal, it mattered not to him
whether he was with a girl or a boy, that they all desired him.

His first conquest was actually with the sister and the mother of one his
best friends.  He had come by to hang with his best bud who turned out to
be bi sexual, to smoke some weed. He had partied there before and thought
his friend's sister who was 17, was damn hot. The feelings were mutual. He
had bedded the girl as she led him on and had, literally, a fucking good
time!  She taught him how to suck her tits, eat her out and then fuck
her. Damn. At 14 he was a stud.

His body was pretty physically mature and although younger, the girl had no
problem, being horny, offering her brother's friend a good time.  This time
however, neither the brother nor sister was home. What he found was their
mother, a hot looking woman, splayed out on the lounge chair of their pool
, topless. Mitchell was horny and greeted the MILF with a broad smile and
sat and chatted with her while she sunned.  He had seen his own mom naked
as well as his dad and it was not unusual for him to hang around the house
naked himself while tanning.  His parents thought nothing of it and he
learned early on to appreciate not only his own but other hot bodies.  His
best bud had grown up similarly.  As Mitchell talked with the friend's mom,
she stoked his bare leg, making him horny. She eventually sat up, hugged
him and pressed her nice tits to his bare chest. It was too much for
Mitchell and he embraced her and while attempting to fondle his own
erection, actually touched her pussy and she moaned.  It wasn't long and
she was fondling the young boy which led to a fucking right there on the
chaise lounge.

Mitchell was a happy boy and he and his best friend soon were studs to
several married ladies.

By sixteen, he had a reputation. He gave up the swim team being too busy
fucking ladies, hot girls and even a few gay boys. Fucking gay boys were
something for his ego. He found he liked tight boy pussy almost better than
girls and the women who sometimes had overused cunts. Even Mitchell and his
friend experimented with one another further convincing both boys that they
were probably bisexual leaning towards gay.

Eventually, the parents learned of their sons activities. When they weren't
surfing and making time with the hot guys and girls on the beach, they were
more or less working. Their boyish charm not only made them popular but
improved their cash flow as they were given just about anything they wanted
including cash.

By graduation, they each had hot cars, a Camaro convertible for Mitchell.
Mitchell stayed home to go to college. By then he learned that his father's
businesses included not only legit companies but porn as well. His dad
openly allowed Mitchell to hang out where the videos were made working as a
kind of administrative assistant to his dad. His best bud joined the firm
earlier. They hardly had time for classes but being smart did just fine and
got some side action from professors who agreed to sex with them for better
grades. That part wasn't really to Mitchell's liking but he tolerated it
and made the profs feel really good that they had some studly boys on the
side.

While working at the porn business, they got to sample the wares of almost
any of the `stars" they wanted. They found that the gay video making was
more fun and often fucked the talent. The talent readily agreed to the sex
as they found Mitchell often influenced who got the best roles and pay

Mitchell was a truly happy but often tired boy having pretty much his pick
of whoever, guy or girl, that he wanted to sample.

After graduation, his father encouraged him to get a real job. He explained
that he wanted his son to do some legitimate work while still helping out
at the studios.

Mitchell didn't want to work too hard though so he decided on a sales
position with a large copy machine company. His interview went well. His
good looks, winning smile and general ability to exude sex won him a
job. At first, he was going to be sent to the upper Midwest, an area he
didn't want to work in. Realizing tat his surfing and beach days would be
over, he met with his new boss, a hot looking MILF type of lady who he
arranged a dinner with that led to a visit to her home where she came on to
him. Letting his charm take over it wasn't too long before he had her in
her own bedroom where she ravished him. He gave her a wonderful ride of his
8 inch cock and savored his pussy. Her screams of ecstasy resulted in him
being sent to the south where he covered the Florida and Georgia
territories. He was back on a beach even though it wasn't his preferred
location of the southern California beaches. He was reasonably happy to
have it and he figured it wouldn't be too long and he would work his way
back home where he could still be active in one of his dad's businesses,
preferably the porn industry. In the meantime, he would have to settle for
whatever babes or studs he could entice to his home for sex.

Mitchell suddenly came out of his thinking about his past, but still
smiling as he was heading into Florida and only another six hours to
home. Time to quit his drive though and he began to search for a high end
hotel where he might find some willing person to share his bed that night.

The weather had turned ugly and grey though and it began to rain. He
thought it was pretty shitty as he hated the rain. No beach time for him to
show off his charms to someone who might warm his bed. Damn.

As he rode along I 95 now, heading for Daytona, he had to slow a bit due to
the rain. Lights on and wipers going full speed, he spotted young guy on
the side of the road. He had kind of popped up and now was holding up his
thumb. As Mitchell approached, he saw that it was a kid, maybe 15 or 16. He
was drenched and was wearing just a pair of oversized jeans that looked
pretty shabby and certainly wet.  What the hell, Mitchell thought as his
car got closer. The kid had very wet but what looked like shorter, maybe
curly blond hair . He was shirtless and maybe even shoeless.  . Mitchell
could tell the kid was thin but had a decent looking body, and decent arms.

Mitchell thought for a minute should he just keep going or maybe stop to
help the kid out. He had been in a similar situation once in Cali and a
nice guy stopped and gave him a lift. He had no money on him and it ended
up that Mitchell gave the guy a blow job. He was very grateful for the ride
and didn't care what it cost him to get it.

Mitchell decided he'd pull over and see what was going on. He wasn't
afraid.  He stopped the car and hit the button to open the right side
window. The kid grabbing his wet jeans jogged over and stuck his head in
the window. "Thanks for stopping man, I'm really soaked and could use a
ride badly.."

Mitchell yelled through the rain as to where the kid was headed.
"Anywhere, man. I just want to get out of the rain!"

"Mitchell looked at the kid who seemed to be shivering in spite of the warm
temperature and finally said get in.

The kid kind of smiled and immediately opened the door. Damn, the kid
didn't even have shoes on!  "Oh, thanks, man. I really appreciate
this. Thought I was going to drown out there."

Mitchell looked the kid over and thought he was a !kind of a cute kid. It
almost reminded him of himself when he first got laid. He smiled and asked
the kid his name. The kid was still looking at him hoping he would get sent
back outdoors.  "I'm Jay, he said. Thank you mister for picking me up!"

Mitchell knew he was grateful and with the few clothes he had on, it didn't
look like he had any kind of weapon. "It's ok, "Mitchell said." I'm
Mitch. Heading toward Miami. You?"

The kid looked a bit forlorn and said I'll head wherever you're going. I
just need to get out of here."

"You a runaway?"

"Yep, was all the kid would say. Mitchell closed the window and they
started to drive.  The kid was chilled through and Mitchell offered him a
towel.  They drove about a mile when the kid, after drying himself off
some, said thanks, mister. I, I, I don't have no money though.  I just need
to get away from some guys."

Mitchell nodded and said it's ok. Don't worry but where are the rest of
your clothes.?"

"Lost `em, back there. I was with a trucker and he, well, ah, tried to do
some stuff to me and when he stopped at the truck stop , I jumped out and
ran. Then it started to rain and , oh, shit, I'm really fucked now. Lost my
phone too!"

"Don't worry about it. Just glad your safe and dry. But I `m going to stop
soon for a motel. Around Daytona."

"That's ok. I'll just hide out someplace. I'll be ok.'

"Not like that you won't be. No food, no clothes, no money."

"Yeah" the kid sighed.

I'll let you sleep in the hotel if you want. Maybe I can find you something
to wear and give you a meal. Will that do"

"Oh, yes, Sir, that would be great. I'll do whatever you want me to do if I
can stay!"

"No, that's ok. I just don't want you to get hurt. We'll figure out
something."

Mitchell thought about it. Damn this kid is kind of cool looking. Dirty and
wet but damn, he reminds me of me at his age.

End of part 1