It was a hot day and the temp was up near ninety and the humidity was also pretty bad. I had been riding for about two hours and decided it was time for a break. Up a head on the right I saw a gas station convenience store so I pulled in. After topping off my gas tank I went inside and got a cold bottle of water. As I headed back out to the bike another gentleman was coming in the door.
He was like me probably in his mid fifties and a little on the chubby side. Only he had darker hair that was graying instead of my reddish that's slowly turning white. He was wearing a work uniform for the contracting company he worked for and as we passed our eyes met for just a second until we did the standard straight guy head nod and passed each other. But for that one second I could swear I saw something in his glaze. It was like we connected on some level. I think the term now days is pansexual but I've always considered myself bisexual. I've not had very many chances to connect with men but I can honestly say I enjoy fucking or being fucked by a guy just as much as I do with a woman.
I went back out and pulled the bike over to a shady area at the edge of the parking lot and climbed off. There were some tree's there and a Path that led between them and deeper into a wooded area. I was standing at the start of the path when he walked out of the store and glanced my way. I turned and started walking deeper into the woods and soon the sounds of peaceful woods replaced the noise from the station and road.