Truckers have a reputation for doing more than driving on the road. Rough work, rough rides, and rough trade are often the game. But when Robert meets Sean, a walker looking for a way down to Florida, something shifts. Sean had been knocked around by more than someone's fists, and it touches Robert's heart.<br><br>Sometimes horsing around is just fun and games. And sometimes it's something else entirely ...

Horse Sense

“Glad you like it.” I’m not all that long, maybe seven inches, but thick as a cucumber. I’ve never gotten any complaints. 


“Let me,” Sean said. He turned over and sat up, his face flushed and sheened with a light sweat. That turned me on even more, seeing him worked up like that. His freckled fingers got a firm grip on my cock, stroking and palming me until I moan. He smiled, looking up at me, those gray-blue eyes filled with stormy passion. “You like that?”


“Mmmm-hmmmm,” was all I could manage. My head eased backwards as he worked me over, one hand fisted around my cock, the other between my legs. He thrust one finger up behind my balls and rubbed that spot just below my anus. It made me twitch to feel his warm fingers almost inside me, the others wrapped around my aching cock. He thumbed over the pre-come oozing out of me, making me slick and harder. 


Chapter 5