Date: Sun, 01 May 2011 14:44:21 -0500 (CDT) From: Stew Subject: Cross Country Adventures of Jon - Part 13 By 6:00 a.m. the next morning I had reached the town of Cynthiana and immediately started walking along country road 36, sticking out my thumb at every vehicle that passed by. With my perfectly formed muscular body and tight ass in full view, it wasn't long before a car was slowing down and eventually stopping. I ran up to the burgandy colored Ford and spoke to the driver. "Where ya headed" I asked. " Chicago" the driver replied. "Geat, mind if I join you? "It's a long haul, and I would love the company." the driver exclaimed as he gestured with his hand to hop in. As we traveled northwest, I learned the driver's name was Jeff. He was close to 40 years old, married with 3 kids. Jeff was on his way back home from a work related seminar. He was a man of his word, talking pretty much all the way to the windy city. He commented that after listening to all those speeches, it was a nice change to talk back. Even though Jeff was an attractive man there was no hint that he had anything but heterosexual thoughts, which was alright with me. My ass was still sore from the "alien abduction" the previous night. Jeff was very anxious to get home. By the time we reached his home town of Chicago Illinois, it was after midnight. Jeff was concerned about leaving me downtown late at night, but I assured him that I could easily find a hotel room for the night. We parted ways and I began my quest for a room. I didn't find a hotel, but I located a gay bar called The Matrix. This was familiar territory and I figured assistance was just inside the red door of this establishment. Not realizing that it was closing time on a tuesday night. The place was nearly empty as I sat on a bar stool and surveyed the surroundings. Suddenly the bartender appeared, and informed me that it was last call. I turned my head and smiled at him, "I'll take a seven seven". As he mixed my drink I got a good look at this hunky, attractive young man. He was average height with straight blonde hair parted in the middle of his forehead, which was in contrast of his dark eyebrows and sideburns. He sported a neatly trimmed mustache and a sexy butt chin. His gray dress shirt revealed a swimmers build and the jeans he wore displayed just a hint of his manly package. I could see the bartender's deep blue eyes widen as he served my drink. "Never seen you in here before, stanger" the bar keep stated. "Just passing through" I informed him. "The name's Kurt" the bartender announced as he took off his glasses, cleaned them and winked at me before returning them back onto his face. "Jon Parker" I answered, along with a mild lick of my lower lip. "Since this is your first time in Chicago, the drink is on the house" "Thanks Kurt, not only are you generous but your totaly hot to boot." "Wow, you get right to the point, don't ya Jon, I like that". Both of us felt an attraction towards one another and the flirting continued as I slowly sipped my drink. After chatting about our lives, the conversation turned towards sex. "So Kurt, tell me your deepest darkest sexual secret" I joked. "Keep it up funny man and maybe you'll find out" Kurt said as he stared into my green eyes. "I can keep it up, all night long sunshine" Kurt laughed out loud, resting his hand on my wrist. Talking smut with Kurt was extremely entertaining, but it dawned on me that I still needed a place to sleep. "Your awesome Kurt, but I mainly came in here to find out where the nearest hotel was located, can you help me out" "I can help you out in more ways than you can image, Jon. Why don't you come to my place and I'll show you my deep dark secret". The prospect of romping naked in bed with Kurt was overwhelmingly inviting, a temptation I could not resist. I accepted his proposal with anticipation. Soon we were riding the subway through Chicago trying desperately to keep our hands off each other. My heart raced wildly as Kurt used his key to open the door to his apartment. As soon as the door was closed, I pulled Kurt towards me and placed my mouth onto his full lips and kissed him passionately. As our tongues touched, my libido sky rocketed into overdrive. Each of us trying desperately to reach the tonsils of the other. Kurt was unbelievalely receptive to my advances and eagerly open to fullfill both of our desires. Kurt's hands slowly explored my buff body and I returned the favor. Our mouths never seperated as we tenderly started to remove each others clothes. It was then that I discovered Kurt's deep dark secret. Kurt had a very hairy body. Tiny blonde fur covered almost his entire body. What turned me on the most was Kurt's hairy ass. It must be the caveman DNA that gave me an instant hardon whenever I saw a guy with a hairy butt. The lust for sexual intercourse increased dramatically by the thoughts of hairy anal pleasures. I expressed my desire to Kurt to fuck his furry hole. However, Kurt was more interested in my throbbing piece of cock meat. Kurt got on his knees and devoured my raging knob with gusto, sucking madly as he looked up into my eyes with unobstructed pleasure. I placed my hand on the back of Kurt's head and guided my meat deep into his hungry throat. My hips bucked back and forth as I fucked his mouth. My luck had again led me to this moment, where I was getting my dick sucked by a totally hot guy with a hairy ass. Another one of my fantasies was being fullfilled. Now it was time to turn the tables, Kurt's suction was going to make me shoot and I wanted to save my load for his furry rear end. I lifted Kurt up off the floor and lowered my body before him. Blonde hair covered his entire balls to the point where only their shape was evident. I placed my lips on Kurt's hard rod and he shoved his cock into my oral cavity. As Kurt impaled my throat with his pounding shaft, I reached around and massaged his enticing hairy back door. My hands were squeezing Kurt's fuzzy buttocks hard as I fed on his uncut organ. My sex drive was considerably heightened by the aspect of fucking a tight hairy crack, therefore I gave everything I had in orally satisfying Kurt. Soon the young buck was releasing his hot cream into my mouth which I swallowed willingly. As soon as I tongue cleaned Kurt's spent prick, I manuvered him towards a lazy boy chair. I turned Kurt around and he grabbed the arms rests for support as I spread his legs and dove in face first. My tongue instantly lapped up and down on Kurt's furry hole. My hands explored the hairy landscape of Kurt's butt cheeks as my tongue made its way deep into his canal. Kurt moaned loudly as I rimmed his sweet fuzzy fanny. After a while Kurt was begging me to fuck him, who was I to argue. What a coinsidence that Kurt's deep dark secret of having a hairy ass was also my deep seeded fantasy, and now it was going to come true. I stood up and slowly plunged my rock hard dripping member into Kurt's cavity, making sure I felt his fuzzy hole scrape my shaft as it entered his pooper. The experience of the intial insertion almost made me cum right then and there. I pounded Kurt's prostrate with every inch of my engorged boner, riding him like an animal in heat, til my climax erupted into an explosion of hot spunk ejected into Kurt's anus. The immense orgasm was one for the record books and I will always remember that night with a hot bartender. With our bodies drained, Kurt and I slept naked together, waking up late in the morning. Both of us were hard and energized as we again emerged our bodies together for a some wild carnal intercourse. This time Kurt fucked my ass and emptied his load of cream deep inside my stern. Kurt insisted that I remain in Chicago for a few days, he knew a couple of buddies who would really enjoy a foursome. That day Kurt showed me the sites of the windy city, followed by a boundless array of naked men who gathered at Kurt's apartment for a night of thrusting and sucking. The orgy ended up consisting of 6 young guys, all of whom had a ceaseless sex drive and an abundant amount of determination to please me. One of Kurt's friends had to help out his parents over the weekend and offered me a lift to Cedar Rapids Iowa on one condition. Yep, you guessed it. I had to blow his load whenever he requested it. As fortune would have it, of all of Kurt's friends, this guy had the biggest dick of them all. I was dropped off at a Stop & Go just off of highway 380, where I was certain my adventure would lead me to new and exciting directions.