Travelling Sex and Love

Duke and I were friends since grade school. We grew up together, went through puberty together, jacked off together and were inseparable in high school. We played the same sports and worked out together, so by the time we were seniors, we hade some buff bods. Duke was beautiful, 6'1" with curly black hair, green eyes and a smile that would melt a glacier. 

Except for both having buffed our bods, we couldn't have been more different. I'm 5'10", blond, blue eyes. I have to say, we made a striking couple. But we weren't lovers. We were gay and comfortable with that and we loved each other but we weren't lovers. The only time we had sex together, except for mutual j/o, was more than a few 3-ways, generally with brainiac nerds. We fucked them but we didn't fuck each other. We picked nerds beause they would be extremely grateful, liked it up the ass and did our homework for us.

When we graduated, we got good stuff from the 'rents. I got money. Major cash. Duke got a new car, a Mazda Miata. Duke drove the Miata over to show me and as I was admiring the car, Duke said, "Jason, let's pack up and hit the road. No maps, no timetable. Just us on the road. Break in the Miata." I said, "OK," before he was finished talking. We hugged and went inside to plan a little. The 'rents thought it was a good idea. Duke had already cleared it with his folks. We went up to my room and I pulled out my duffle. Duke packed for me, flimsy shorts, my sexiest underwear, ripped tee shirts and my oldest pair of All Stars. I said, "Dood, don't pack the shoes. I gotta wear 'em." Duke said, "Jake, we're barefootin' this trip!"

We picked up his stuff and hit the road. First stop, the beach on the Gulf Coast. I remembered a motel that wasn't the greatest but had a corral attached. Sure enough, it was still there. We checked in and headed for the corral. I remembered that you could reserve a horse you liked for as long as you were checked in the motel. There was this humpy cowboy-type inside the corral. I called him over. He came over to the fence and said, "Hey, buds. What can I do you for?" I was a little surprised and very turned on by his familiarity. We asked about horses and he said, "Come in the barn and take your pick. Some of the stock are still out on a group trail. I like groups." He winked at us. 

We picked out our horses and tried to let this cowboy, name of Wes, know by our body language that we were up for a 3-way. We went back to our room, got undressed and took a nap, hugging and kissing a little. We were awakened by a knock at the door. Duke went to the door naked. It was Wes, the cowboy. He held up a bag of weed. "You boys smoke dope?" Duke said, "Yeah, man. Come on in." Wes sat on ther bed, cross legged between us. The bulge in his crotch was like 3-D. He rolled a huge doob, lit it and passed it to Duke. Wes got up and took his clothes off, revealing a great bod and a horse dick. He said, looks like naked is the dress code." We smoked that joint and I, for one, was as stoned as I've ever been. Wes stroked his cock and got a huge hard on. I was helpless in front of it. I reached for his cock and stroked it. 

I couldn't get my hand around it. He leaned over and kissed me and the 3-way had begun. At first, I was jacking Wes, he was kissing me and playing with my dick. Duke moved around and started licking Wes's asshole. Wes took a cue, turned me over and started munching my ass. When it was obvious what was going to happen, Duke grabbed some lube, greased Wes's ass and handed him the lube. Wes lubed my ass. Now I've been fucked but never by a cock that big. I said, "Take it easy with that thing, Cowboy." Duke had a pretty big dick, about 8", but Wes's ass swallowed it. Wes started prodding me slowly. Duke suprized me by reaching over and pulling out poppers. 

When I gave him a look, Duke said, "Be Prepared!" He leaned over Wes, forcing Wes's cock deeper inside me, and put the poppers under my nose. He said, "Take 'em, Jake. You're gonna need 'em!" I deeply inhaled several times. My asshole opened up and Wes rammed his entire tool inside me. Wes and Duke started fucking rhythmically. But then they got wild. I was flattened by Wes's huge cock. Duke was hanging on Wes like a monkey, fucking fast. I took a hit and passed the poppers. That did it. Cocks exploded, Wes in me and Duke in Wes. Wes flipped me over and sucked my cock. I came in less than a minute. Wes stayed and we fucked and sucked and napped all night.

Wes had to go to work in the morning. We decided to go to the beach. We both wore our Speedoes and dived into the Gulf. We were just goofing around in the water when Duke said, "Look at that guy over there. I think he's in trouble. C'mon!" We're both strong swimmers but we were swimming against a rip tide, which probably had the guy. By the time we got to him, he was alive but unconscious. We pulled him onto the beach. Duke gave him mouth-to-mouth and the kid came around. He was a cute redhead wearing cutoffs. I asked him, "You OK?" He said, "I guess so. I feel weak." Duke said, "He's coming to our room. He can rest there." Well, no. We had pulled his wet cutoffs and had seen his nice dick. 

When he had caught his breath, he noticed the big joints from the night before. He pointed at the dope and said, "May I?" Well, Red (we never got his real name) got stoned, sucked, kissed, rimmed and fucked. At one point, Red sat on both our cocks at the same time. It was the first time our cocks had touched and we kissed passionately for the first time. Red was jerking himsef off and bouncing up and down on our cocks. It was a 3-way orgasm. We all showered and took a quiet nap. When we woke up, Red thanked us for saving his life, said he lived nearby. He kissed us and left.

Duke said, "Jason let's check out and find a place we can really be alone. I need to talk to you." That made me a little nervous but I had my hopes. We drove about 60 miles, turned off the highway and found a quaint little B&B. Our room was an incredible Victorian opus with a huge four-poster bed. Duke took off his shoes, climbed on the bed and patted the bed beside him. I joined him. 

He put his arms around me and said, "Jake, we've been close friends a long time. I just realized this morning that I love you. I'm in love with you, Jason." I started to say something but Duke put a finger on my lips. "You don't have to say anything. I'm gonna love you no matter what. If you don't feel the same way, that's OK. I'll still feel the same way." I said, almost whispering, "Duke, I feel the same way. I love you, Duke." We really made love for the first time that afternoon. Duke fucked me and squirted his cum inside me for the first time. I came without touching myself for the first time. We held each other tight. We were in love for the first time. A lot of firsts in that little B&B.

Instead of more travelling, we stayed at the B&B for a week. We made love that was a totally different thing than getting our rocks off. We talked about personal stuff we had never discussed before. And, of course, Duke fucked my brains out, each time better than the last. By the time we got home, we were so locked in love that we found it difficult to separate to see our folks. 

I got some of the money my folks had given me and went out and got an apartment that afternoon. I went to Duke's, gave him an address and said, "Drive us there." When we got to the pretty building that looked a lot like the B&B where we first expressed our love, I led him by the hand to the apartment door. I opened the door and said, "Duke, carry me over the theshhold." His face was a smile, understanding washing over his body. He picked me up, easily, and carried me inside. He didn't put me down right away. He kissed me in his arms and kept kissing me.

There was a beautiful rug and not much else. He fucked me on the rug, whispering, "I love you so much, baby." And I said, "Duke, I will love you forever!"