On The Road With Ricco Part 2 by Ricco

"Can I kiss you, Garth?"

Garth just moved his mouth to meet his. His tongue was pressing against Garth's lips, trying to gain entry. Garth opened his mouth and the kid's tongue swiftly slipped in. It had the same taste that Garth had in his mouth, except a bit heavier. Garth at last knew what his spooge tasted like. He forced his tongue deeply into Ricco's mouth, feeling his breath being taken away as he entered him. They traded spit and cum for a lengthy time before breaking the kiss.

They were both exceptionally well satisfied, as Ricco gently snuggled into Garth's arms. They turned out the light, and the man lay there holding the warm naked teenager in his arms. Garth Barrows had to face it; had to accept it -- He was gay. And somehow that inward confession seemed to lift a mighty weight from the man's mind and chest; a weight that had tugged and nagged at him for most of his life. With his heart and mind seeming to feel lighter and freer than usual, he hugged Ricco tightly to him, and peacefully drifted off to sleep.

It was early morning when Garth awoke with Ricco pulling his body into him. He was wiggling his steamy hot little melon-cheeked butt on the man's raging hard on. Ricco's hand was back on Garth's hard muscular butt pulling the man into him. "Come on, Garth, push it in. You're going to have to help me get it in. Use your hand to line it up with my hole. My asshole is on fire, man. Come on!" pleaded Ricco, as he writhed and pulled at the man to take his anal virginity.

The fat, mushroomed-shaped head of Garth's rock-hard cock was already wet from the profusion of lubrication from his own precum and he started rubbing it on Ricco burning hole. But caution snapped his mind alert and felt it would be best if he relaxed the boy's hot little pussy with some deep, probing, analingus. In a flash, he dove down between the boy's steamy cheeks and reamed out that hole with the zeal and intent of a starving mendicant. The deep sucking and the smacking of his lips around the teenagers tight anus echoed in the room. Ricco cried out deliriously in excited euphoria. Five minutes later Garth returned to his position behind the kid and began pushing against that wet, tight, now relaxed, hole. "Oh, yeah, Garth, give me your cock. Please! Please! I want you to own me." With one quick slam back against the man, Ricco brought the man's cook three quarters way inside him. "GOT DAMN!!" Garth shouted. He was sure he was going faint from such perfect pleasure. The teenager's body was like liquid fire around his cock; his youthful insides were soft, firm and slicky. It was so much better than his wife's pussy had ever felt. It was hotter and firmer and he didn't know if he could stand the intensity of the feelings much longer. The kid was like a sex-machine, moving in sync and in anticipation of what Garth wanted, fucking the man's cock in and out, urging him on and on an on.

Garth finally gained presence of mind to begin fucking the kid as well. He began pounding into him; slipping is cock almost completely out of the tight hole, and that slamming back in, deep and hard.

Ricco bucked and kicked, squirmed and wiggled there on the bed beneath the man, urging the man on to new heights of existence with the responses of his young, hard body. Garth reached around him and grabbed his cock and commenced to jack him off in complete rhythm of his fucking him. His young groans heightened with pitch and intensity each time Garth deeply drove his cock way up inside him.

That inspired the man to pound into that sweet hot ass faster and faster. Suddenly the man's brain was full of spinning colors. He was sure this was what folks who did LSD must had seen. The ultimate state of pleasure. He felt like he was floating above his body, looking down at himself, lasciviously convulsing and thrashing around there on top the kid. Yet he felt every jerk of his cock as it jettisoned it's cum into Ricco's hot, tight, waiting ass. It seemed the orgasm went on forever as Ricco joined in his groans of satisfaction. Garth's attentive, massaging hand helped the young Latino to release a heaping healthy load of jizz all over his palm and on the sheet.

Garth lay panting as he recovered just enough to realize that Ricco was also recovering. He shook his groggy, post-orgasmic head and craned it back towards Garth and excitedly released a "Wow! That was some ride! Thanks, Garth!"

"Naw, Ricco, thank you!" sleepily offered Garth, "I've never had better sex in my life." Ricco's semi-erect cock was still in his hand, and the hand was still covered with hot tasty young spooge. He reached over and grabbed the tee shirt he's worn the day before and wiped the cum from Ricco's cock, the cum off his hand, and then the cum off the sheet. He was still deep inside the kid, even though his cock had gone almost completely soft. He didn't want to take it out. He wanted his cock to stay in that little warm, consoling slice of heaven-on-earth, forever. He pulled Ricco back into him even closer and kissed his sweat-slick neck, lapping up the moisture there as he held him tightly. They stay that way for a long time, just holding each other; each experiencing the wonderful feeling of having someone else important in their lives.

"I've got to get up, Garth," finally said Ricco, "Or I'm going to piss the bed.

Garth released his hold on him, and allowed his limp dick to cautiously slip out of the kid ass, as he slowly moved to get up. The man was totally relaxed and felt better than he had in years. 'Why did I wait so long for this' he asked himself, 'I could have been doing this years ago. I just didn't know what I was missing.'

They cleaned up and had breakfast before pulling out of the park and heading on into the Ozarks. They were on a back road looking for somewhere to park, when they found a beautiful spot along a small stream. There was a flat open area that was ideal for parking the motor home, yet it was surrounded by lush, tall trees. An ideal spot splendidly filled with the remarkable beauty of nature at its best. There were actually fish frolicking in the slow flowing stream. There was a house about a half mile from the spot, so Garth stopped to see who owned the land, and ask if they would mind if he parked there for a few days. They found the owner and he easily gave permission, saying he appreciated them asking, since most folks just squatted there without asking. Garth offered to pay him a parking fee, but he turned it down, asking only that the two leave the area the way they found it.

Garth and Ricco then headed towards a small store and got Arkansas fishing licenses. Among the things purchased, Garth picked up an inexpensive fishing pole for the kid.

Back at the heavenly spot, they settled in and enjoyed the immense beauty of the landscape. For the next week, the man and the teenager's days were filled with lots of sex, fishing, and just sitting around chatting and drinking-in the wondrous nature that surrounded them. At one point, Ricco asked if they could swing by Little Rock because he had a cyber buddy there that he'd really like to meet. Garth quizzed him on how well he knew the person and warned him about the great deceit of the internet and all the trolls all lying in wait of new fresh flesh to spoil. He assured Garth that the guy was cool; that they had exchanged photos and had been exchanging emails for over a year. The man finally acquiesced, but told the kid that they'd meet him at a mall.

Ricco emailed his buddy, and it was all arranged that they'd meet the following Saturday.

They arrived in Little Rock on Friday morning and found a place to park the motor home. They then set out to find the mall, to case the place, so that they would know exactly where they were going to be at 10:00am the following morning. Ricco was on pins and needles that night, he was like a colt that is learning restraint, but wants to break loose.

When they'd finished fucking that night, Ricco shared with Garth everything he knew about his cyber-pal, Jarrod. Jarrod was also 18, and was on the school football team, and kept his grades at "A's" and "B's". Jarrod was still in the closet, and Ricco told Garth what the guy's deepest secrets were.

Morning finally broke, and Ricco couldn't wait to get to the mall, he was bursting with nervous energy. They ate a quick breakfast, and Ricco rushed them through their showers. They were there lingering at the front door when the mall opened. The arrangements were to meet in the courtyard in front of McDonalds. Ricco hadn't told Jarrod that Garth would be with him, so the man sat a bit away from Ricco so as not to scare the guy.

"Hi, Ricco!" rang out a voice. "You look just like your pictures!"

Ricco spun around and looked up, saying, "Hi, Jarrod!"

They stayed like that for a longest time, their eyes looking everywhere but at each other. They were both nervous and speechless. It was the first time Garth had seen Ricco at a loss for words.

After what seemed like hours, Ricco finally spoke up, saying, "I hope you don't mind, but Garth brought me. That's him over there."

Jarrod looked over in Garth's direction, and a look of doubt flowed across his face.

"Have you had breakfast yet, Jarrod?" Garth asked, "We could go into Mickey Dee's and sit down; or I could just get lost and leave you guys alone."

"Garth's cool!" quickly broke in Ricco, "He knows about us and he's kewl with it." Then he softly whispered to his cyber-pal, "I guess you would have to call Garth my gay dad, as in, my lover."

"I'm not hungry", Jarrod finally replied, "but I guess we could sit and have a coke."

Garth paid after everyone had placed their order, and they found a table that didn't have a lot of people nearby. The two boys were having a bit of difficulty getting a conversation started. Garth being the older and having been married with a child and having run a business, he was well acquainted with breaking the ice. So after he had interjected a few amusing anecdotes, it put the boys at ease and set things off. They were soon chatting a mile a minute, about everything under the sun. They became two teenage buddies that had known each other for a long time, and knew each others darkest secrets. However, still being adolescents, they soon began acting like rowdy teenagers. People began to take annoyed notice, so Garth suggested they move everything to the motor home. By this time, Jarrod was very comfortable with them, and Garth told him they were parked in the back lot, if Jarrod wanted to move his car out behind.

Jarrod and Ricco went to get his car, as Garth walked out back toward the motor home. The kids were waiting at the door when Garth got there. The man unlocked the door and the two playful boys bounded up into the huge RV. They had merely gotten inside when Ricco and Jarrod began rough-housing around, punching each other in the arm and calling each other names, until Ricco blurted out, "Jarrod wants to have sex with me. Would you mind, Garth?"

"Do you want to have sex with Jarrod?" asked Garth.

"Oh, yeah." replied Ricco.

"Then I don't mind at all," said Garth, as he kissed Ricco on the forehead. "But I think we should go back to the RV Park. There are a lot of people around here, and you'd have privacy there."

Jarrod agreed and headed for his car while Garth revved up his engine, and led the way out to the park. Ricco had wanted to ride with Jarrod, so Garth was alone. He was still a little nervous about the meeting, because he's heard so many stories about these kinds of internet meetings going wrong. The man couldn't help but watch the cars behind Jarrod, trying to see if he was being followed. He couldn't spot any car that seemed to be there too long, so he began feeling more at ease.

They reached the spot that Garth had been assigned in the RV Park. He parked and made the connections while the two teenagers raced inside. It didn't take the man long to hook up the water and sewer lines, and plug in the electric. By the time he got inside, both boys were standing there in the middle of the room completely naked, with their bodies pressed tightly together, engaged in a deep, hungry, French kiss. Seeing Jarrod naked made Garth feel better. This couldn't be a setup.

"I'm sorry. Do you want me to leave?" asked Garth.

Jarrod, looking in the man's direction, said, "Naw, it's alright! I guess you've seen it all before."

'Ha! Little does he know' thought the man.

Garth Barrows started a pot of coffee as he tried to ignore what they were doing. He watched out the corner of his eye as their hands ran vigorously all over the other's body. Jarrod was sucking on Ricco's nipples, as Ricco ran his wandering hands all over Jarrod's ass. Garth continues to watch as Ricco slipped his fingers into Jarrod's crack and squeezed and kneaded his ass cheeks. Both guys were beginning to loudly moan with hot, juicy, adolescent pleasure.

"Do you have any lube?" Jarrod asked Ricco, "cause I want to fuck you, NOW, man!"

Garth quickly got a tube of lube and handed it to Jarrod. He smiled at Garth as he said 'thanks'. Ricco started folding out the couch into a bed, as Garth handed him a clean sheet. The man then poured himself a cup of coffee and sat in a chair across from the bed. He couldn't help but keep checking Jarrod out. And Jarrod knew it, as he would occasionally strike a pose for the man.

"Do I pass inspection?" Jarrod asked him.

"Prime Grade A." replied Garth.

Jarrod is a hunky, 5' 10" and weighs about 180 pounds, but Garth couldn't see any fat. He was solid as a rock, he thought, and his hard 7-inch cock was a natural. Garth noted that he himself was circumcised, but had always admired guys with an uncut cock. That deep red tip of his cock peeked out of the foreskin, and the sight of it made Garth's cock hard and jerky as it began to spill a steady copious flow of precum into his briefs. The man didn't a rat's ass if the kid saw the stiff, twitching pole that was tenting his pants.

Ricco was getting impatient with the play between the hunky teenager and Garth, and pulled Jarrod down in the bed. Jarrod began working the KY into the puckered rosebud that Ricco had offered up. Jarrod worked three fingers up into him, and Garth could tell he was enjoying every minute of it. He continued to watch as Jarrod slicked up his own cock, and it disappeared up inside Ricco. Jarrod pumped into Ricco with long, slow strokes. When either of them began moaning too much from the frenzied fucking, Jarrod would stop and let them both come back down, before starting again. But all too soon Jarrod forget his empathy chip and was speeding up his tempo, moving faster and faster as he wildly groaned, "It's about to happen. I'm going to come! Ohhhhhh Jeeeeeeeezzz! He pushed down hard inside Ricco and shot his wad. It must have been one whopping load, thought Garth because he saw the stocky teenager jerk and tremble several times. His first shot must have set off Ricco because he too moaned a loud, long 'OOOOHHHHH'.

They lay panting as they recovered from their body-jerking orgasms. As Jarrod's breathing slowed and became less deeper, Garth remarked, "Good, isn't he Jarrod?"

"He's the best!" Jarrod robustly replied.

"I guess you'll be wanting to do it all the time now, won't ya?" inserted Ricco.

"You know it!" responded Jarrod.

"This is Jarrod's first time." said Ricco to Garth, "and I got to bust his cherry."

Garth glanced over at Jarrod, and the young man blushed a little. Ricco then whispered something in his ear, and the red faced teenager looked in Garth's direction. "Can I suck your cock, or would you rather Ricco did it?"

"I would like for you to do it, Jarrod, if you really want to." Instantly, the hunky teenager dropped to his knees and inched the distance over to Garth's chair. He smiled up at the man as he stopped between his wide-stanced legs. He reached for Garth's belt and pulled it open. He unsnapped the man's pants and slowly pulled the zipper down. His wide-eyed gaze fell to Garth's huge rigid cock that was straining to break free of the confines of his jockeys. Jarrod licked his lips as he slipped his thumbs into the waistband and pulled down the man's pants and underwear. Garth slowly lifted his butt. In an instant, Jarrod's warm mouth was on the man's throbbing, angry cock, going lower and lower. Garth mused that this might be the kid's first time but he sure knew what to do and which erogenous buttons to push to get the best results. He was a natural-born expert at sucking cock. He was soon sending the man places he's never been sent before. There was a world of difference between his and Ricco's pole polishing. And all it took for the teenager to send Garth over the edge was for him to cup Garth's big nuts. BAM!! The man was humping and shooting his wad into Jarrod's mouth before he even realized what he was doing. The hunky teenager continued to suck that cock and massage those huge, tightening, balls as Garth loudly grunted and groaned out his mind-exploding ejaculations.

Almost a minute later, Garth's cock was beginning to go soft and getting hyper-sensitive. Slowly he lifted Jarrod's still sucking head from his lap, telling him what a great job he'd done. 'Your cum tastes stronger that I thought," said Jarrod, "but it's not bad. I've never tasted any cum other than my own." He smiled up at the man, until Garth said, while smoothing the hunky teenagers hair, "Thank you, Jarrod. That was really something special!"

Garth stood, pulling up his pants, as Ricco poured them both a cup of coffee. The two teenagers didn't bother getting dressed. They knew their fun had just begun. They sat close together, running their inquisitive hands up and down and all over each other. Garth was trying to carry on a conversation with them but was only getting grunts, yeah's and nope's for answers. The man finally gave up, and chuckling told them they might as well get back to bed. Quickly, they lay back down and instantly melted into each others arms. They lay kissing and licking on each other for at least 20 minutes., before Ricco reached for the KY. He lay Jarrod over on his stomach, placing a pillow under his pelvis to raise his ass. Spreading Jarrod's legs wide, he began working on his virgin hole. He spent almost an hour on relaxing and stretching Jarrod's special muscle. Then Ricco began slicking up his own dick, while asking Jarrod was he ready.

"I'll go slow," said Ricco, "just relax and push out as I push in, okay?

The Latino teenager placed the helmet head of his cock against Jarrod's relaxed sphincter and gently started pushing in.

Garth could tell that Jarrod was straining to push out, when he gave out a sharp groan of pain. He started tensing and pulling away from Ricco. Ricco still slammed in and rode him up the bed, staying inside him as the hunky teenager sobbed and clamped his lips tight.

"The worst is over, bud," said Ricco, "Just relax and rest. I won't go any further until you're ready." Ricco continued to assure him.

"Jarrod, do you want to stop?" asked Garth.

Jarrod violently shook his head 'no' as he lay groaning in pain. The two teenagers lay resting for a few minutes when Jarrod finally spoke, his voice tinged with pain, "I didn't know it would burn this bad. Come on, Ricco, give it to me, now!"

Ricco slowly inched the rest of his rigid boner inside Jarrod, coming to a stop when his hairy pubes crushed against Jarrod's butt. Once deep inside, Ricco rested for a few moments, then started slamming his needy cock in and out of Jarrod's fiery hole like a real pro. Jarrod's groans of pain soon segued into moans of pleasure. Ricco worked about ten minutes before he started driving in short fast strokes, wilding fucking into Jarrod's virgin hole. With such fucking fury, it was only inevitable that Ricco would soon start screaming out Jarrod's name in orgiastic euphoria as he splattered his abundant spooge inside the hunky teenager's guts.

They soon lay resting. Ricco still deep inside Jarrod, lay atop his strong, muscular, football player's back. Ricco soon slowly withdrew his semi-erect cock from Jarrod saying, "Thanks, bud. That's the first cherry I ever had. Thanks for letting me be the one. I'll always remember it.

Jarrod rolled off the pillow into Ricco's arms and they swiftly pasted their lips together. Garth noticed that the pillow case was soaked with cum, but what upset him was the blood on it. When he pointed it out to the boys, they quickly dismissed it, saying that there was often blood the first few times; and that Jarrod was okay. But after having watched the hunky teenager lose his cherry, that was enough to convince Garth that he was never getting fucked by anyone, anywhere.

They had a late lunch, and then Ricco and Jarrod watched baseball on TV while Garth read his email. Ricco asked him to download any of his messages. Garth accessed his account and scrolled down the list of spam until he came to one sent from Max, Ricco's brother. Ricco told him to open it and to read it to him. The message essentially stated how much Max missed him and detailed much of his father's erratic behavior over the past few weeks. The end of the letter had his brother confessing that he wished Ricco liked girls instead of boys and then they the family would still be al together; but he went on to say that he would love his brother, forever.

There were tears in Ricco eyes when Garth finished reading. Jarrod placed his arms around Ricco, comforting him without saying anything. All three sat and talked a while, until Jarrod decided he wanted to show Ricco the sights. Although they invited Garth, the man knew they would rather be alone. He told them he would stay and do the laundry while they were gone. After the boys took off in Jack's car, Garth gathered up the dirty clothes. It was kinda nice, he thought, having someone to take care of again.

With the laundry done and folded, Garth walked back to the motor home. He sat clicking through TV channels trying to find something to watch. As he sat there, it suddenly dawned on him that this was the first time he'd been alone since picking up Ricco, and he wasn't sure how he felt about it. In about four hours the boys were back. Garth made a late supper of omelets while the giddy teenagers told of their escapades. They were both as hyped-up as a couple of ten-year-olds just having gobbled down a huge bag of candy on a sleep-over. They were getting a loud. So Garth reminded them that they were in an RV park, and someone had pulled in next to them, and that RV's weren't sound proof. Garth told them he was ready for bed and pulled down the overhead bed as they were getting ready to watch some TV. The man really would have liked to sleep with them, but none of the beds in the motor home were large enough for three people. Ricco and Jarrod gave Garth a hug as he reminded them to keep the noise down. He crawled up into the bed and tried to relax. But just lay there wide awake.

The two boys finished watching TV and turned out the lights. The sounds of giggling, whispering and wrestling emanated from their bed. It wasn't long before the sounds changed into muffled moans of immense pleasure, and it sure as hell sounded like Jarrod was getting fucked for the second time in his life.

When Garth awoke the next morning the boys were still asleep. They were tightly wrapped around each other, with legs and arms all seemingly tied in a loose knot. Jarrod was lying on his back, looking cute as hell with his flaccid cock flopped over on Ricco's hand. He guessed that they had burned themselves out in a sexual frenzy last night, because even Ricco didn't have his usual stiff, ready-and- rearing-to-go hard-on this morning.

The man got some coffee started and sat watching the boys sleep. 'Was he ever really that young?' he wondered. There was such a blissful beauty on their untroubled faces as they slept. Soon Jarrod stirred and started untangling himself from Ricco; waking him in the process. "I gotta piss bad," he stated, crawling from the bed. "Me, too," seconded Ricco. They began shoving and crowding each other to get into the bathroom first. The bathroom barely has room enough for one person to turn around in. Garth laughed as he watched Jarrod beat his way ahead of Ricco and stood in front of the toilet. Ricco didn't let that stop him -- he just stood in the shower as he let go of his stream of piss to mix with that of Jarrod's, both splattering into the toilet bowl together.

Garth fixed breakfast while the boys crowded into the shower to clean up. After breakfast, the teenagers went out for a run, while Garth checked his email. The boys returned mid-afternoon. They sat around talking for while, untilJarrod asked Garth did he want to fuck him. Garth said he sure as hell did, but wouldn't, because with his cock being bigger than Ricco's he feared hurting him even more. The hunky teenager looked a little relieved, and Garth wasn't sure he had offered because he wanted to, or because he felt he should. Jarrod looked in Ricco's direction, and the Latino teenager jumped at him like a rabbit in heat. Garth watched clothes coming off so fast, he couldn't be sure what came off whom.

Ricco was working the KY into Jarrod, when Jarrod looked over at Garth, asking, "Will you suck me, and let me suck you, while Ricco fucks me?"

"I'd like that, a lot," said Garth. They all lay down on their sides, with Garth and Jarrod in a 69 position, as Ricco pushed his stiff Latino dick into the hunky teenager. Jarrod gave out a moan of pain when he was entered; but Garth had his mouth on his cock at the time, and felt get even harder.

"Getting fucked must be good, if you know its going to hurt and yet you still want it', thought Garth as he furiously sucked on Jarrod rock hard dick. At the same time, Jarrod sucked in Garth's cock hard meat and held it deep in his mouth, using his throat muscles to titillate his mushroom-shaped cockhead, as Ricco slammed in. Garth knew the exact moment when the pain lessened for Jarrod because he started sucking softer and bobbing his head up and down on the man's prime beef. Garth was doing the same thing for him, and knew he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. Jarrod's hot mouth and tongue were driving him crazy. Jarrod's firm balls hung right there in front of Garth's eyes and he would hit them softly with his nose on his downward stroke. Garth watched as those tasty balls got firmer and pulled up tight against Jarrod's body. Soon the hunky teenager's cock swelled in Garth's mouth and the salty taste of the teenager's cream filled the man' mouth and throat. Garth swallowed fast, but his mouth was instantly filled again. Now, simultaneously, Garth splattered his manly spooge into Jarrod's mouth just as copiously as the hunky teenager was doing to him. Garth later realized that he had been shooting his sperm into Jarrod's mouth just as Ricco had been filling up his ass with his cum.

They lay there recovering. Garth still had Jarrod's softening cock in his mouth, giving a gentle suck every once in a while, working the love-eye with his tongue, checking to see if he had anymore cum to offer. They all lay there together, hugging, caressing and petting each other until Jarrod said he had to be getting home. His grandparents were coming for a visit, and he wouldn't be able spend anymore time with Garth and Jarrod.

Garth sent the boys back off to the shower while he aired out the motor home. It now had the sweet yeasty smell of teenage sex in it. They sat around talking until it was time for Jarrod to leave. Talking about the great time they all had, and they'd miss each other and would write, Jarrod walked out to his car and disappeared.

Ricco and Garth spent a quiet evening together, going to bed early. They decided they may as well move on to another destination and planned on leaving early in the morning.

Ricco's birthday found them in St Louis. They saw the arch and went all the way to the top. Supper was at a steak house. Garth secretly let the server know it was Ricco's birthday. When the two finished eating, Ricco was surprised and pleased when all the employees gathered at their table and sang happy birthday to him. They gave him a little cake about the size of a muffin with a candle in it. Garth could tell that the Latino beauty was touched by the gesture.

After touring a few southwestern states, they headed for the great northwest, and got to Portland on August 27th. Garth found the Student Union building so he would know how to get there in the morning. They spotted an RV park near the ocean where they set up for the night. Garth had never seen the Pacific Ocean before and neither had Ricco. So they walked out on the beach and after removing their shoes, they stuck their toes in the water.

After supper, Ricco got his stuff all packed into his backpack. Garth was really sorry to see him leave, and told him if he needed a place to stay next summer, maybe they could do this again. Ricco looked into Garth's sad eyes, took him by the hand, and led him to the bed. They got into the 69 position as Ricco's cock instantly slipped into Garth's mouth. The man was just a little too depressed to think it might just be for the last time. Ricco was working his fat 8-inch cock with the usual exceptional sucking and licking he normally does. And Garth was trying his best to return the favor with all the passion of his being. He wanted Ricco to remember that having sex with him had been really great. So he hungrily began licking up and down the length of the Latino boy's rigid, throbbing meat, pausing at the taut balls to give them the care and attention they deserved. Then he slurped the helmet head of that awesome cock deeply into his watering mouth, running his stiff licking tongue all around the ridge of that fat cockhead, following the contours around and around and around. Skillfully, he touched his tongue to each sensitive and tender spot under the helmet head. From the purring, soul-pleasured moans that ushered from deep within the boy, Garth knew he was 'taking care of business', and driving Ricco totally mad with ball-exploding pleasure.

He sucked down the Latino kid's stiff shaft until that perfect cockhead was deep in throat. He started bobbing his head, coming almost all the way up off the cock, and then going all the way back down with intensified motion and suction. He was so intent on bringing Ricco pleasure that he barely felt when he started shooting his own load into Ricco's mouth. He first felt Ricco swelling his load into his throat, as he backed up off the exploding cock to be able to taste the hot cum as it blasted out of that pretty love-slit into his hot salivating mouth. Ricco's cum mercilessly blasted into Garth's mouth and showered savagely into Garth's throat. Garth had to pull back from him a little to keep from choking on all the sperm the kid was releasing from his swollen cock. Garth swallowed over and over as he came and came and came, shot after shot after shot of hot salty cum. The man didn't know where it was all coming from; his nuts were big, but not that big, though Garth.

Eventually Ricco stop groaning and shooting and settled back to relax. There was no need for words, they just turned out the lights and wrapped in each other's arms and fell off to sleep.

Ricco's brother Max was waiting outside the Student Union Building when they pulled up at 8:00am. He broke into a crazed, excited run when he spotted his baby brother walking towards him. He grabbed up Ricco in a teddy bear hug and was crying with joy. The motor home was nearby, so Garth took them back there until they calmed down. The man decided that Max looked like a together-enough guy who obviously intended on doing everything he could to take care of his younger brother. He had talked their dad into paying 10 months rent on a one-bedroom apartment, so Ricco had a place to stay, even though dear old dad didn't know he would be staying there.

After a bit of awkward chatter, Garth hugged Ricco tightly and said 'goodbye', telling him to keep him up to-date by email. He also placed his phone number in the pocket of his shirt just in case he had to get in touch with him fast.

The man crawled up into his motor home. He left the brothers standing there in the parking lot, as he pulled out into the traffic. As he drove away, he sensed he was ready to leave Portland. All of sudden, the motor home seemed so large and empty. He was already missing having Ricco around to talk to, etc, etc, etc. And for the first time, he had thoughts of a visit to the Golden Gate Bridge and San Francisco.

En route, he noticed a hitchhiker. As he sped by, he noticed that the guy looked clean and young. "Hmmmm.... I wonder...?", he said aloud, as he pulled off to the side of the road.

The Beginning.