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A Hot Desert Wind

By Wesley Benson September 18 2006

Rob Kenny had been working on the same old Chevy for the past year and a half. Of course it was a great old fifty-six classic. The only problem was, this particular classic had seen its days; and in fact had gone just a bit beyond all that. To put it mildly its day had come and gone like the hot desert sands that surrounded and infected it. But, it was all he had and if the truth be told, just about everything here had long since past its prime, so the fifty six Chevy was in good company. The place used to be his Uncle Jack's gas station, and when he passed on a few years back Rob got it more or less by default, having worked it with his Uncle since he was fifteen.

Back then, as a young kid, he wanted nothing better than to high tail it out of this Arizona desert and get into the big city; any big city anywhere! Now, at the tidy old age of twenty-four, he found himself still here. Still spitting the hot dust out of his mouth every hour of every long and lonely day; his eyes still squinting from the blinding bright sun and soul still cursing that same old desert.

The blistering heat and the hot Arizona winds had faded even his most colorful dreams of leaving, of running away and living the “good life” in the City. All these thoughts again paraded themselves through his mind as he struggled with the old truck. He'd been working on it now for the better part of the morning, just doing sand maintenance. Now as the accursed sun rose in the noonday, azure colored sky it was just too hot and too dry to move. So, he wiped his hands on a rag to get the oil off, slammed down the hood and with a sweep of his muscular forearm, wiped his brow and headed for the cooler. He would have licked his lips, but his tongue -- parched as it was from the heat of the surrounding dry sandy desert -- was too much like sandpaper.

Rob stood a little over six foot or so and had nearly shoulder length dark hair, usually tied in a short tail. His arms were rugged and strong with very well developed biceps that led up to a pair of steal-like peck’s and down to a rippling washboard stomach. So much taunt and well developed inflated muscle, and so much strength; he could have easily been a poster boy for a Body Builder’s machine. Tanned as he was by the years of sun, he was hot, hot enough to make 'em all hard. And it seemed no matter what he wore that well endowed man-tool between his legs, with its heavy sac of huge nuts and long endowment always made an eye catching feast for man and beast alike. Oh yeah, he was hot. And when the perspiration saturated his body you'd lick your lips and follow the scent of that maleness anywhere!

As he strode slowly over to the cooler to grab a cold Pepsi, his eyes caught a glint off in the distance. The plane was flat and the heat rising up from the desert floor made any distant view blurred, kind of like looking at life through a waterfall that was falling up. But you could tell something was coming by the way the sun reflected off the windshield -- even if you couldn't really tell if it was a car or a van or a truck, you knew it was something. And when you were the only 'thing' for miles around, gotta figure it was most likely gonna stop. He lifted the lid to the cooler and stuck his face in as far as he could to try and grab a bit of cool air. Then reached in and took out a soda. Closing the lid again he hopped up and sat down on top of it, hoping to grab some ‘cool’ there too, but it didn't happen. Closing his eyes he rolled the bottle over his forehead and face before opening it; anything to just get a little cooler. There he sat, slowly gulping down the cool drink as he waited for the car or truck or van or whatever, to come to him.

The blurry figure came closer and closer to the station. It was still hard to distinguish just exactly what form of vehicle it was as it slowly came down the road, shrouded as it was in the inexhaustible blanket of the heat's oppressive mirage. Rob set down his drink and rubbed his face with the open palms of his hands to try and ease the sun’s glare from his eyes and wipe away a bit of the grit he had been bombarded with by the sand of the desert wind. Just as he took his hands away, a great gust of hot air, an unexpected dust devil that came from out of nowhere, belched in at him blinding him even more. As it subsided a dust-encrusted car, riding on a flat tire limped to a stop in front of him there in the shade of the gas station portico. It seemed almost to sail slowly out of the cloud of dust like a strange desert phantom. But the cloud of sand died down and a moment later all was right again. As the driver exited his car, Rob slipped down from the cooler ever ready to service the customer’s needs.

"Hi!" the driver announced. As he stepped out of the little car taking off his sunglasses to take a long silent stare at Rob, who by now was walking over to him with a smile. The driver was himself a very attractive young man, probably a collage student by the look of him. Rob was struck immediately by his handsome appearance. For a moment he was reminded of someone from his past – a tryst he had encountered in one of the special trips he had made into the City; the way we sometimes are reminded of someone special from a faded memory by strangers in a crowd. A moment later we wake to see that in reality, there is no real resemblance at all, just the mind forcing us to recall someone deeply missed. Rob studied him quietly as he smiled; whisked away by the young mans soft, untanned skin -- so uncommon in the Arizona desert -- highlighted by light blond hair perfectly in place. The graceful lines of his swimmer's body flowed like a river into the imagination, as Rob drank them in. And such was his beauty that Rob did in deed drink deeply! So much so that it all but choked his senses.

"Hi" the driver said again slowly repeating himself in an almost sigh as Rob came to tower next to him. Obviously the driver too was taken back by Rob's image.

"Hello." Rob said in a soft, welcoming voice. For a brief instant the two were so intent in taking in each other’s beauty, all other thoughts had left them both.

"Look's like you have a flat." Rob said finally.

"Yes......" he retorted. The two were now side by side. "Can you......help me?" and as he said the words, the driver -- entranced by his own lust -- reached out and admiringly placed the soft palm of his hand on Rob's muscular biceps. For a moment he gave Rob a look that made the touch of his hand almost feel familiar. Then with a coy tilt of his head, he followed his own question by repeating still softer “Can you?” and then bit his lower lip and just sort of grinned. Rob looked deeply into the young mans hypnotic blue eyes and almost lost himself, but ever the one to take command he smiled, licked his lips lightly and answered him.

"Yeah. Yeah. I'm sure I can." he said to him, as his eyes breathed in the face in front of him.

"My name's Pete." the college boy said, introducing himself like an invitation to a party. Knowing full well what he was doing, Rob placed one hand on the car door and stretching out his other long heavy arm leaned heavily on the car effectively pinning Pete in close to his hot, sweaty body.

“Pete Nolan.” He repeated, smiling in a flagrant display of his personal approval of Rob’s actions, almost as if to say ‘go ahead, I like it’.

"Rob." he smiled back as he introduced himself as well. Again there was a pause between the two of them as they swooned in the lust filled intoxication they had created. “Well,” Rob said again coming back to reality, “why don’t you pull the car into the garage and…..”

“Yes?” Peter smiled back as he licked his lips and smiled.

“…and I’ll ….get started.” Rob stammered.

“You will?” Pete smiled, still intoxicated. “Oh….yes of course.” And at that he blushed a bit, realizing that he may have just made a fool of himself, tripping over his own unspoken desires. Rob could feel a stirring down there in his crotch. And he liked it. As Pete got back into his car, he couldn’t help himself, he stole a long hot glance at Rob’s crotch as he sank into his seat and his face came down to ‘dick level’. Certainly as Rob closed the door for him, none of the young mans hot, lust filled gaze escaped his attention. Making his dick stir even more, expanding just enough to let Rob know it was still there. Again there came that gnawing feeling that he had met this blond before. But unable to remember the ‘where’ or the ‘when’ of it he brushed off the unsubstantiated thoughts and followed the car into the garage bay to begin his task. He thought quietly, as he went over to his work bench and gathered up the few tools he needed, how he might make an opportunity for the two of them to get it on. After all, so far this whole encounter was a hot bed of mutual passion. And he was sure his college boy sexpot knew it and wanted it equally as much.

Standing at his tool bench Rob could hear as well as sense that Pete was there behind him, he could feel his eyes and hot intentions sizing him up the way you sometimes do when you know you’re being watched, and it made him smile and get a little stiffer. Gathering up a tire gage and a stem remover from a tool drawer. He kept thinking about Pete; his figure kept blowing into his imagination like the hot desert wind outside. Casually he peeked into an old faded mirror there on the wall above the workbench hoping to catch a quick refresher glance at the face he thought he knew from somewhere, but the beauty was apparently just out of view. Not that he needed it; Peter’s face and figure were etched into his mind. Cursing the mirror for not being able to grant his lust filled hopes quietly under his breath, he smiled at his own hunger realizing that he was getting more and more aroused. Putting his mind as much into his work as he was able at that time, he grabbed his things and quickly turned around.

He almost dropped his jaw and his tools as he turned to find the hot blond reclining atop the front of his car, one leg on the hood and the other dangling off of its fender. Pete had undone his clothes and was stroking himself, a smile on his face and an invitation in his gaze.

“I couldn’t help myself.” He announced, almost in a sigh. “I want you!” Then it all came home to him. The feeling that he had met the hot blond before gave way to recollection. Like a cloud lifting, almost as if Peter’s face had changed slightly or perhaps it was just that Rob was able to see more clearly in the shadowy light of the garage.

“I know you now!” Rob smiled, and set his tools back on the bench to walk over to this ‘dream come true’.

“Do you?” Pete chuckled through a big smile, still stroking that beautiful cock of his.

“We met one time…..” Rob smiled as he recalled it all. “Long time ago! I think it was in Tucson. I was on one of my flings and I guess you were too.” He announced, running it all through his memory as he walked over to the beautiful vixen. Dropping his gaze to Peter’s crotch for a moment, he remembered the young man’s hot, luscious, vein filled cock. The memory was clear and crisp and made him smile as his gaze came back to Peter’s eyes, his own tool was now totally aroused as he stood over Pete and watched him stroke.

“Yeah……you said you were from Texas I think. We had a great time!” Rob sighed.

“You just gonna……stand there?” Pete smiled and ran his free hand over the bulge in the front of Rob’s cutoffs. The touch felt very good! And in an instant their lips met in a tempestuous, hot tongue filled kiss.

“Uuuuummmmm….” Rob heard Pete moan as the kiss ended. Then Peter slid off the car and got down on his knees.

“I want to suck your cock!” Pete begged as he looked up at Rob’s muscular body, and began to tear at his cutoffs in a lust filled, frenzied attempt to get to the treasure concealed inside; like a hungry kid unwrapping a candy bar! A moment later Rob's thick, long hot throbbing cock was wagging in front of Peter’s face. A look of almost pain filled desire filled the blonde’s complexion as he took a long, hypnotic, lust filled moment to gaze at it, as if in worship of its phallic beauty. Then he grasped the great shaft in his hand, amazing himself at his inability to encircle his fingers around it because it was so thick and full! Licking his lips, he looked up once at Rob and smiled momentarily, then bringing his gaze back to the dick in front of his face, opening his lips and closing his eyes he began mouthing the rock hard cock dreamily. Sucking on the tip softly at first as he moved his head from side to side in an effort to manage the huge dick, taking it hungrily inside his mouth.

Moaning repeatedly, he tried to bob his head over the immense thickness, loving every inch and savoring each and every ounce of it. Slowly he managed to force more and more of the great shaft into his hot willing and waiting mouth and throat. It forced him to open his eyes wide and he even began to tear a bit – a natural reaction when stuffing a dick of this size down your waiting throat. With so much more of the beautiful staff left to swallow, Peter could already feel the head of it bang against the back of his throat. He gagged softly as his body protested the intrusion, but he would not give it up. He cupped the heavy balls in one hand and taking the base of the magnificent shaft in his other, he took a few quick breaths through his nostrils and forced a bit more down his throat, signaling his delight by making a loud moan.

“Uuuuuuummmmmm….” Rob gasped with unbridled pleasure. “You are very good!” and he took the pretty face in his big hands, and brushed the tears away from Peter’s eyes with his thumbs as he smiled down at him. Encouraged by this, Peter began to very slowly fuck the great cock with his face, slowly sawing it in and out of his deep throat. Unable to contain himself, Rob began to respond by undulating his hips, fucking his cock into Peter’s pretty face. Moaning again and again now, Peter leaned back and rested the back of his blond head on the car behind him, and looking up at Rob approvingly, he allowed the hot muscular stud to fuck his face at his own pace.

“UUUMMMM……you are sssssooooooo good!!” Rob gasped again from above him. And with that he began to force his tool yet a bit deeper into his willing partner making him cough and gag again and again. The thrusts came faster and faster now as the face fucking began to really take off. Peter took it for as long as he was able to and then finally began to fend off the attack, pressing his palms against Rob's hot body. Letting him know he was going too far. Catching himself, Rob eased off and allowed Peter to take the rock hard cock out of his throat and mouth. Panting heavily, but refusing to abandon the dick, Pete began to lick and lap at the shaft with a willing tongue, slowly advancing to the head.

“Yeah……” Rob smiled down at him, “You really like that big boy don’t ya.” Pete took up the great thick column of delight in both hands and smiling, admired it for a moment. Then looking up at Rob, he announced his real desire.

“I want you to fuck me with this!” Pete smiled.

“Oh……” Rob teased. With that Peter raised himself up and the two locked lips. The kiss was long and full. Then as Peter wrapped his arms around Rob’s muscular frame, Rob worked his hands down to the hot blonde’s waist and down to his thighs. Grasping him firmly Rob pulled Peters body off the ground wrapping the boys legs around his torso, he leaned foreword and planted Peat’s body onto the hood of the car, all the while still passionately sucking face!

“Get these off….” Rob demanded gruffly as he tore at Peter’s clothes, sliding off shoes, pants and bikini undies all at the same time.

“YES!!” Peter whimpered in hot anticipation. “Fuck me! FUCK ME!!”

Rob planted his heavy hands under each knee and pinned the demanding blond down, then drawing his face into Peter’s booty he began to lick and rape the puckered hole with his tongue; trying to get it wet and ready for the intrusion to come. Helping as much as he was able Peter spread his legs as wide as he could and held them in place freeing Rob’s hands to probe the hot little hole with his fingers. He shoved in two fingers of his right hand and spun the fingers around and around as he forced them in and out of the tight hole; then repeated the action with the other hand.

“You gonna take me in this tight hole?” Rob smiled from above his whimpering blond. Then he slapped one of the boys’ firm white ass cheeks hard, still poking his fingers in and out of the puckered hole. Once again he slapped the boys butt, harder this time, hard enough to raising a bit of pink to its alabaster complexion. And all the while, two thick fingers of his other hand were rapidly assaulting the college boy’s butt hole, gruffly tearing in and out and twisting to and fro.

“Am I gonna fuck you!?” he grunted.

“Yes!!” Peter retorted through a moan. Rob again slapped his ass hard.

“Should I fuck you now?” Rob smiled as he tormented his prey with searing hot anticipation.

“YES!!” Peter demanded as he glared back with determination and lust. Rob grasped the hot ass, a cheek in each hand and spread them apart viciously, and heaving up a great hocker he spit it into the hole and almost in the same action he pressed the hot thick head of his horny cock against the college boys waiting booty hole.

“Can ya take it……” Rob announced as he began trying to plow himself into the boy’s ass. "Can ya?”

“Fuck me……..please….fuck me…” and as the head of that massive cock began its penetration, Peter realized what he was in for and riveted his eyes onto his partners face, trying hard to remember to breath.

“OH GOD!” Peter grimaced through his panting. Then he bit down hard on his lower lip and Rob slowly began to slide that long, hot, thick piece of award winning maleness into the college boy’s tight little puckered hole. In a moment that felt like an endless eternity Rob’s cock very slowly slithered into the hole. Rob watched Peter’s face go from that peculiar white to a blistering beet red as he grit his teeth forcing the veins in his neck to swell and pop up, looking like they were about to nearly explode. His pretty blue eyes bulged open as if about to pop, and tears trickled down from eyes.

“Not gonna make it are ya?” Rob whispered with a knowing smile. He held himself in place for a moment as he leaned over and brought his face close to Peat’s. Tenderly he planted a row of kisses on the cheek of Peter’s face and down his neck, floating under his chin and finally ending in a mouth to mouth, tongue filled and intimate kiss, as he slowly pulled his meat out of the tender hole.

“You’re gonna need a little more help with this one.” He whispered as the two gazed into each other’s eyes. “Let’s go inside.” He instructed through another round of kisses as Pete lay there with his eyes closed, momentarily panting rapidly.

“I…I want you.” Peter answered dryly, just as the head of Rob’s beast slipped out of him.

“I want you too.” He replied. “But I’m afraid you’ll need to be a bit more…..slicked up.”

“You really are……big.” Pete admitted with a smile.

“Come on.” Rob said in a kiss. “Let me take you inside.”

Carefully the two slid off the little car and in moments Rob was showing Peter his cozy little apartment. It was much cooler inside, and rather dark considering the midday brightness outside. As they stood at the threshold of Rob’s bedroom the two embraced and had another moment of wild tongue action as they glided into the room itself. In a moment they were lying naked on top of Rob’s bed.

“UUUUUUMMMMMMMM……..” Peter groaned as Rob’s mouth sucked hard upon his neck leaving him branded. For a brief moment after leaving his mark on the boy’s neck he peered down at him. Comically Peter whispered through a smile, “Long, short…..thick or thin…..Vaseline will get it in.”

Rob rose up from his position atop his partner, his long thick member waving about like the mast of a ship, for a moment he stood there at the edge of the bed smiling as he inadvertently stroked his tool. Pete was drinking in the sight of Rob’s naked hulk, never taking his eyes off that muscular beauty as Rob reached into the drawer of his nightstand and brought out a large jar. Silently he returned to the bed and opening the jar of lube gouged his two fingers deep into the goop. Peter lifted his legs in preparation of what was to come and smiled as Rob teased at his back door, applying the lubricant into his tender butt hole. It made Peter squirm in anticipation, silently pleading for Rob to enter his tight hole. But Rob took his time, teasing at the tight little button and just grazing up and down and around it, not letting his finger go inside the waiting hole. Now Peter was so hot by what his partner was doing that his little pucker hole responded to the teasing by rapidly opening and closing as if it were breathing. Then Rob inserted just the tip of one finger, no more than the first knuckle, and held it there. Again Peter wiggled his butt trying to force the finger in further, but Rob just sort of chuckled. Then for a time he made his finger go in tiny circles driving Peter wild with anticipation. Just when Peter thought he could take the teasing no longer Rob slowly inserted the finger continuing its circular motion all the way into his hole. He let his finger fuck in and out of the Peter a few times, twisting it from side to side, and then pulled it all the way out. Applying more of the lube he again poked his fat long finger into the hold and twisted it round and round, then again he removed it and this time inserted his thumb into the waiting booty hole, burying it as far as it would go. Then twisted it around while roughly wiggling and bending it at the first knuckle.

As he quickly as he pulled his thumb out, he then inserted two fingers, first poking them in and out rapidly and then twisting them around first one way and then the other. Suddenly Peter began to realize that now Rob was using both hands, inserting one set of probing, titillating fingers and twirling them around and then pulling that hand out and quickly shoving in the two fingers of his other hand, repeating the drill over and over again going faster an faster. Peter had closed his eyes and was softly moaning to the thrilling motion of Rob’s knowing actions; he could feel the muscle of his asshole loosening. Suddenly he felt Rob insert both sets of fingers into the hole at the same time, it made him gasp and instinctually dig his own fingers into the bedclothes beneath him. Now both hands were probing and kneading and working the little hole roughly. A few moments later Rob shifted his position and then in one quick motion, he removed his tormenting fingers and before another breath was taken began the long arduous cramming of his fully inflated, rock hard massive cock into Peters well slicked up ass hole began.

“OH GOD!” Peter grunted hard and deep.

“Keep breathing.” Rob smiled knowingly as he slowly advanced his thick, long tool into Pete. “Don’t hold your breath like that.” He instructed. Peter only moaned and tried hard to breath.

“That’s right,” Rob smiled above him as he stopped and gave them both a short break. “Let me in nice and slow.”

“O.K…..O.K…..” Peter panted.

“Does that feel alright?” he asked teasingly as he pulsed his huge cock a few times causing it to throb inside Peter's butt just after it had passed the sphincter.

“You are soooooo fuckin’ BIG!” Peter gasped, “Please fuck me!” and Rob responded by leaning forward to drive his pole further into the young college boy. A few moments later Rob was slowly fucking in and out. Desperately trying to cram more and more of his never ending cock into the willing ass beneath him on every downward thrust. Now in an effort to excite his partner even more, Rob grabbed hold of Peter’s balls and gently tugged and groped at the. Peter responded with a smile and began to stroke himself as Rob fucked him.

“Is that good?” Rob gasped as he pumped faster. “Do ya like that, baby?”

“Yes!” Pete croaked, “Yes please……uuuuummmmmmmmmmmm.” A moment later Peter’s skull felt the headboard of the bed as Rob thrust into him again and again. Reaching down Rob ran the palm of his hand over Peter’s sweat soaked body gliding up to one of his breasts and groping it. His massive hand kneading the flesh and finally pinching on the now hardened nipple sending electrical spasms of hot erotic current ravaging throughout Peat’s body. The sensation coupled with the fucking made the poor college boy’s cock swell and throb as he yanked at it feverishly now. Bringing himself closer and closer to his own orgasm. Rob too could feel lightening and thunder building up deep inside his massive body, his heavy pair of large nuts pulling up close to his body as he pumped his giant hot cock unmercifully now in and out of Peters now fully expanded man-hole.

“OH YYYYEEEESSSSSSS…….” Pete grunted through pants of breathless anticipation. He was whaling away at his own rock hard dick as Rob fucked his ass hard, picking up the momentum of his heavy thrusts.

“Uummmmmm…..” Rob retorted as he closed his eyes and humped him faster and faster.

“Fuck me hard!” Peter gasped as he grit his teeth, “Oh yes! Make me cum! Make meeeeeee…..aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” and with that emotion filled wail, searing hot white streams of cum shot out from the bloated head of his engorged cock. Rob watched with a smile as he continued making his way to his own orgasm, while Peter shot wave after wave of thick white love juice all over his own chest and face.

A mad moment later Rob’s time came as well. He pulled his massive tool out of Pete and arching his back stroked his tool wildly. Peter scrambled to his rescue and quickly threw his face into the charging hot cock as Rob stroked. Licking and lapping at the throbbing hot cock head, Rob’s cum was soon gushing out and flooding over Peter’s face. Pete did his best to shove the writhing dick into his mouth, at one point he did manage to suck on it for a moment but it was just too wild. In the end Peat’s face and head was covered with long gobs of milky white cum. Then the two fell back into a heap on the bed, spent and exhausted the two went into a long tongue filled kiss. Rob closed his eyes and allowed himself to relax.

From far off in the distance there was the sound of a car horn honking persistently, robbing him of his relaxation. Rob’s eyes shot open in response to the sound, the disturbance shook him by surprise so much so that as his eyes opened he lost his waning balance and fell off the soda machine. He felt himself gasp as he landed on his feet as if taking a first breath. Just then there was a great gust of hot air, an unexpected dust devil that came from out of nowhere, belched in at him blinding him even more. As it subsided a dust-encrusted car, riding on a flat tire limped to a stop in front of him there in the shade of the gas station portico. It seemed almost to sail slowly out of the cloud of dust like a strange desert phantom. But the cloud of sand died down and a moment later all was right again. As the driver exited his car, Rob slipped down from the cooler ever ready to service the customer’s needs.

"Hi!" the driver announced. As he stepped out of the little car taking off his sunglasses to take a long silent stare at Rob, who by now was walking over to him with a smile. The driver was himself a very attractive young man, probably a collage student by the look of him. Rob was struck immediately by his handsome appearance. For a moment he was reminded of someone from his past – a tryst he had encountered in one of the special trips he had made into the City; the way we sometimes are reminded of someone special from a faded memory by strangers in a crowd. A moment later we wake to see that in reality, there is no real resemblance at all, just the mind forcing us to recall someone deeply missed. Rob studied him quietly as he smiled; whisked away by the young mans soft, untanned skin -- so uncommon in the Arizona desert -- highlighted by a crown of sharp red hair perfectly in place. The graceful lines of his swimmer's body flowed like a river into the imagination, as Rob drank them in. And such was his beauty that Rob did in deed drink deeply! So much so that it all but choked his senses.

"Hi" the driver said again slowly repeating himself in an almost sigh as Rob came to tower next to him. Obviously the driver too was taken back by Rob's image.

"Hello." Rob said in a soft, welcoming voice. For a brief instant the two were so intent in taking in each other’s beauty, all other thoughts had left them both.

"Look's like you have a flat." Rob said finally.

The End

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