Chapter 2
Since I am telling you my experiences across the country, I'm going to literally go across the country. I figured it would be better to tell you about each state then about each encounter. Plus you won't get confused by me doing a state and you have to go back to see if I had done it yet.
My encounter in Oregon was actually about 10 years ago. I was coming up on my 10 year anniversary of being a long haul driver. Now I can tell you that I had a lot of fun in those ten years, and I did have more then one experience in each state; some times more then three or four. I am only going to tell you one in each state though.
Anyway, I had just dropped a load just outside of Portland and since it was the weekend, they couldn't get me a run out until Monday. I stopped at a truck stop and got me a room, then decided to see what I could find in the local gay scene.
After dinner, I flipped through the phone book. A friend of mine had told me about a few gay bars and I wanted to see if any of them were within walking distance. I found one that was only a couple blocks away so I showered, shaved and dressed for the night ahead.
I discovered two things when I entered the bar an hour later. It was definitely a gay bar as there were men dancing and kissing, I also discovered that it was primarily overrun with cowboys. I have never seen so many cowboy hats as I did when I walked into that place.
As I looked around, I didn't see anyone just sitting off by themselves. Most of the men in the place either were with someone or were in a group. I thought about leaving, but since this was the only place within walking distance of where I was staying. I figured I would have a drink and see what developed.
Walking up to the bar, I ordered a beer and smiled at the bartender. He smiled back then lifted his left hand showing a gold wedding band. "Straight or gay?" I asked with a smile as I took a drink of my beer.
He smiled again. "My husband and I have been together about 4 years. He nodded to a man standing at the end of the bar talking to another man.
I had to admit the bartender had good taste. He was about 5'10" and 150lbs, his reddish blonde hair was brushed neatly back from his face. I couldn't see his eyes though as he had his back to me.
I lifted my beer to the bartender then nodded. "You've got a good one there." He just grinned.
I had been there about an hour when I saw him. He walked in with two other guys. Like everyone else in the place, he was dressed in blue jeans, a western shirt and cowboy boots. He even had the hat, although he wasn't wearing it and I got a good look at his shoulder length auburn hair. He also had a neatly trimmed mustache and beard. Now I should tell you that normally I prefer guys who are clean shaven, but something about this guy made my cock stand up and take notice.
I saw the bartender nod to the three men then watched as they moved towards a table. "You know them?" I asked taking a drink of my third beer.
The bartender (I found out his name was Robbie and he was 26.) smiled at me. "Yea, that's Russ, his boyfriend Carl and Russ's Brother Oliver. Oliver just came out about a year ago."
I moved my eyes back to the men, they were sitting down at the table and it was kind of obvious who was who since two of the men were sitting next to each other and one of them had his arm around the other's shoulder.
"Oliver is 23," Robbie said against my ear. I turned to look at him. "And he's single." Robbie smiled showing a row of perfect white teeth.
I smiled back as I took another drink. "Do you think he would argue if I bought him a beer?"
Robbie shrugged, "who knows? All you can do is try."
I laid some money on the bar then watched as the waiter took the beer over to Oliver. The man looked surprised then looked over at me. I lifted my beer in salute then watched him. He said something to the two men he was with then stood up and walked towards me.
My breathing quickened as he moved towards me. I swear he was better looking up close then from a distance. It turned out he had emerald green eyes and they were checking me out.
I watched his hand carrying the beer as he moved towards me in case he decided to dump it on me. He stopped right in front of me. "Is this from you?" He asked with a soft deep voice that sent shivers through my body.
"Yea."
He smiled, "thanks." He took a drink of the beer then set it on the bar beside me. "I'm Oliver."
I breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm Jake."
Oliver ran his eyes over me again, before he brought them back to mine. "Wanna dance?"
Now I am the first to admit that I have two left feet when it comes to dancing, but there was a slow song playing and the thought of holding this hunk in my arms. Well... "Sure." I set my beer on the bar then let him lead me out to the dance floor.
He wrapped his arms around my neck as he rested his head against my chest. We swayed to the music and my body sang as I felt his powerful muscles pressed against me.
Afterwards, we gathered up our beers and went back to the table. We talked to his brother and his brother's boyfriend while Oliver pressed his body against mine. When I moved my arm over his shoulders, he melted against me.
We sat there talking for a while; Oliver even got me back on the dance floor a couple of times. I explained that I was a long haul truck driver and would probably only be in town for the weekend. When I suggested to Oliver that we go back to my hotel, he jumped at it.
We said goodbye to the guys then left the bar. We had walked maybe a block when I knew I had to see what his lips tasted like. I led him off the street into a small alley and pressed him up against the wall. He looked at me in surprise at first, and then melted against me when I pressed my lips against his.
His arms wrapped around me as he returned the kiss. I moaned into his mouth as I ground my cock against his. "Let's go, I need you bad." He sighed pulling his lips from mine. I saw his eyes were glazed with desire and knew he needed me as much as I needed him.
We were barely inside my hotel when he started pulling at my clothes. We didn't make it to the bed, before he had my jeans open, down around my knees and his mouth on my cock.
I moaned loudly tangling my hands in his hair as he sucked at my cock. His tongue whipped over my flesh while his head bobbed up and down over me. I couldn't stop my hips from pressing forward, driving my cock deeper into his mouth. "Fuck yea, suck it." I growled pulling his face tightly against me as I fucked his face. "Suck it good baby, and I'll give you a nice reward."
