Gay Erotic Stories

I was on my way home from my freshmen year of college. I had to travel home a lot of back roads to get home to Vermont. I have owned my car for 5 years now and it was all ready 10 years old when I got it. SO it had seen some miles. As I crested the hill I could see a small one stop light town down next to a river. Just as I could see what was in the town my car started to sputter and hiss and then steam erupted out from under the hood. Red lights came on inside and the power steering went...great.... just what I needed. --car trouble in the middle of east nowhere. I managed to coast down to the traffic light and into the only service station of any kind to be seen. For that matter there was not of anything to be seen in this hole of a town. I talked to the mechanic and he said it would be a while until he could look at it.... so I waited.... and I waited and I waited. Finally, it got dark and everyone started to clean up to go. I asked about my car.... I would have to come back tomorrow. I asked them what I should do about a place to stay since there did not appear to be any hotels or motels in sight.... Bill pointed across the street to the Lumber Yard and the sign Help Wanted. Go see Bud across the street ...he's always looking for pick up labor and has a small shed for bunk'n. I grabbed a bag out of my car and headed across the street. It did not look like much and there were a lot of men leaving in pick up trucks for the night. When I walked across the street.... two of them slowed down to watch me cross. As I walked thru the glass double doors a man came out from the back room and his shirt said Bud. Funny--how every one had their names on their shirts here in this town. “Bill said you might be needing some help. I saw the sign.... just what is a lumberyard pup? I asked. “Well son,....how old are you first? You look mighty young.” “Nineteen sir...I’m a freshmen at New Hampshire College on my way home. He said the job came with a room?” “Yup ...yes it does! ...Come on back son.” I followed him back to a small closet off the back of the office. It had a mattress in it that touched all four walls. There was a hole in one wall about three feet up. He said, “You can sleep here.... Work starts about 10 tomorrow...Just be here in the room and someone will show you what to do. You make $10 dollars an hour for four hours a day.” I crashed hard. It had been a long wait for nothing this afternoon with my car...I heard a noise above my head and woke up as I woke I sat up quick...I was eye to eye with a huge cock hanging through the hole I had seen earlier when I first fell a sleep. I now knew what it was for...I sat and did nothing I froze like a deer in the headlights. I stared a perfectly straight wide fat cock that was throbbing up and down...time stood still... Finally, the cock started to slowly retreat back through the hole.... I stuck my eye up against it to see what was over there...bad move.... a $20 dollar bill was stuffed through the hole. As I looked down at the bill that had fallen between my knees, I was poked in the head by the cock coming back through the hole...It didn’t take me long to figure out what a pup was supposed to do with hot looking piece of meat like that...I popped the head between my hot wet lips and started to slowly sink towards the wreath of hair that I could see ...I heard soft moans and felt the cock surge forward--as far as the hole would allow. A lot of cock was sticking through.... so I sucked it...and sucked it.....up and down, until it I felt it grow as hard as stone between my lips. Then, it exploded, drenching the back of my throat in a river of hot honey. When the cock stopped leaking, it slowly retreated. I watched as another $20.fell through the hole.... followed by an even bigger cock! I wondered what time it was--if I would have time to suck this one to before work. I backed off and checked my watch, it was 10:30...I was hard at work...I made enough to fix my car in two days.... but I stayed for four!