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The Boy on the Ramp

by Mountaindave53@hotmail.com


I had stopped at the quick stop to buy a pack of smokes and stretch my legs and buy a soda. The trip was nearly over and I was almost home to my mountain place. As I approached the ramp, I saw him standing there with his duffel bag and his thumb out. I pulled over and he flopped the bag in the back of my truck and crawled into the seat beside me in my little Ford Ranger truck. He was a friendly guy and the talk began immediately. He explained that he was from the West Coast and was stationed at the Marine base on the coast here in the mid-Atlantic and was trying to get to the mountains. We chatted on and I explained that I lived close by in the mountains and would be glad to give him a night's lodging in the mountains since it was nearing dark. He appeared to be around 18 or 19 and since I am 55, I figured he had zero interest in me even if he was gay and that was not revealed in our chatting. As we drove along, I asked him what was the hardest part of basic training since he had just completed it and was on his first leave. I expected him to say, "The physical training", but instead he said, "going without sex for 13 weeks." My reply was, "you young guys can’t go one day without at least jerking off." He laughed and said, "you are right about that, "I think after two weeks, I cummed in my boxers every night." I laughed and said, "well your body was going to explode if something didn’t happen." Then he said, "with all those hot guys around, I was about to say to hell with the don’t ask don’t tell policy." I laughed again and said, " even a straight boy would go gay after 13 weeks". We had broken the ice on the sex topic so he rattled on about how he couldn’t even find a place to jerk off...was afraid of getting caught. I got sorta bold and said....".well...pull it out and go for it...nobody’s gonna bust ya here in my truck." He laughed and said, " I need a little inspiration...got any dirty magazines in your truck?" I said, "Nope, but got some porn films at my house" He said, 'I'll wait ‘til we get there." I supposed that meant "yes' to my overnight invitation. We climbed the gravel road up to my house after we left the paved road. When we got out of my truck, he said, "man you have a great view from here." It was almost dark and the setting sun and the distant lights were twinkling since the recent rain had cleared the sky of all debris. We hauled his duffel bag and my stuff in the house and I offered him a shower while I got the grill going and the steaks out. I told him to give me his clothes and I would wash them while he showered and showed him the terry wrap hanging in the shower area for him to wear. As he stepped onto the deck in that short terry wrap, there wasn't much to be hidden. He had the "just out of basic body"...muscles well toned and was looking great. He spent a lot of time leaning on the deck railing and talking about the view. I was enjoying the view also...his muscular legs and back. Finally the food was done and we ate...still chatting about his life growing up and the Marine Corps and the plans for his life. He enjoyed talking about himself and I asked enough questions to keep him talking. I liked him...pleasant guy and fun....laughed a lot and smiled a lot. After we hauled the dishes to the sink and washed and dried them, he said, "Dave, ya got that inspiration we talked about? I laughed and said, "go look in the entertainment unit and pick out something that pulls your chain." I finished tidying up and when I came back to the den, he had picked out a porn film with lots of bi action....two military men and a chick. I saw it playing and he was sitting on the sofa with a nice tent in his terry wrap. I plopped own on the sofa beside him and offered him a beer....he said, "yeh, that would be nice" and was rubbing his cock through the terry wrap....his eyes glued to the porn film. I said, "may as well pull it out and do it right". When I got back with his beer he had dropped the terry wrap to the floor and was jerking his cock slowly to the film. He pointed to the film and said, "man, I would like to do what he is doing....the porn actor was butt-fucking the other guy" I asked, "have ya ever done it with a guy?" His reply was, "Me and my best friend played with each other in high school." " Did ya suck or fuck any?" He said, we jerked each other off a lot." I asked him if he ever played with his hole and he said, "yeh, I like that". So I said, " well feel free to do what ya like". So he spread his legs and began rubbing his pucker. He would insert his finger up to the first knuckle and jerk watching the film. Finally, he said, " man, I am gonna shoot any minute." I said, "go for it, ya got a lot stored up". So he arched his back and shot out a big load onto his belly. I got up and got him a wet wash cloth and towel and he cleaned up his tummy. "Wow, ya needed that judging from the load ya dumped". He laughed and said, "that is only the beginning of 13 weeks stored inside me." I set him up in the spare bedroom and went to my bed and fell immediately to sleep, but sometime in the night, I was awakened by thunder and lighting flashes. I heard him enter my room and say softly, "you awake?" I replied, "yeh, the thunder woke me up." He said, it scares me....mind if I crawl in with you?" I said, "sure, no problem....so in a lightning flash that lighted my room momentarily, I saw him drop his boxers to the floor and crawl in my bed. He said, "would you rub my back for me?" The next morning, in the early morning light as I saw him sleeping so peacefully in my bed, I had to giggle to myself. A lot more than his back got rubbed that night and he got to 'do what that guy was doing". And as it worked out, the next night and the next until I drove him back to the base and waved good bye. We saw each other on his leaves and when he got stationed far away, we wrote. Last, I heard, he had married and had a baby.

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