by Michael Jade
Short Fiction / Erotica / Cowboy / MM / Exhibitionism
Available Again May 2016!
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An erotic short story...
First gay encounter! Hauling a horse trailer home from the county fair is a dull, lonely prospect for Scott, who decides to pass the time with a hand in his stiff lap and an eye on his favorite jack-off pic. When a hitchhiker wants a ride in the middle of this private time, Scott will definitely give him a lift—in more ways than one.
Excerpt:
“Thanks for stopping, mister,” the hitchhiker said with more than one note of gratitude in his voice. I’d wondered if I’d have to spend the night out in the rain.”
“C’mon in,” Scott offered “I’ll turn the heat up and see about gettin’ you dry.” Or off, as the case might be.
“I’m Todd,” the man said, hoisting himself up into the high cab and dumping his backpack on the floorboard. He unzipped his jacket and pushed back the soaked hood to show a taut body, unruly mop of sandy blond hair, and a right pleasant smile. He was barely twenty-one if he was a day, yet that smile that lit a knowing fire in pale eyes that seemed beyond the man’s tender years.
“Scott,” he said, and they exchanged the basic pleasantries while he pulled truck and trailer back onto the highway. “Nice to make your acquaintance.”
“So, you’re a cowboy, huh?”
Scott slid him a quick look. “What gave it away? The hat or the horse trailer?”
“Both. And the accent helped.”
Scott snorted. “Where you headed?”
“South to Hayford. I’m going to surprise my girlfriend.”
A smile touched one side of Scott’s mouth. “Yeah, I got me a lady up ahead a spell who’s about to get a surprise herself.” One that was several inches long and hard as a steel rod.
From the corner of his eye, Scott saw the young man scanning the assortment of nude photos tacked to the sun visors. His mouth opened as if to comment, but then closed again and he glanced away.
Scott laughed. “No need to be shy,” he said. “Those are my girls. They keep me company on long drives like this one. In fact,” he pushed his jacket aside, “that’s what they were doin’ when I saw you standin’ out there in the rain.”
