Maverick Hotel Part 27
"Hey, Adam. Check this baby out." "Are you being serious, Low?" I groaned. "I think this is giving me a boner." Still grasping the black-painted assault rifle in one paw, Lowell...
Twinks Across America: Ch. 38 - West Virginia
West Virginia's roads were almost sparse to nonexistent. A few hours' worth of peruses through Howlr and Pred8r eventually led me to a house deep in the wilderness outside of Clementin, far from the main highways and down gravel roads imposed by...
Twinks Across America: Ch. 37 - Kentucky
I arrived in Kentucky without even knowing that the annual state fair was in full swing. I didn't even know about its existence until I arrived at a two-story motel in Louisburg, where I then saw a slew of advertising posters in the main lobby I...
Twinks Across America: Ch. 36 - Tennessee
The snow leopard lad kneeling before me didn't simply just to kiss my sheath but made out with that until my legs were buckling and my panting became more labored. I could barely hear my own thoughts, let alone his purring, over the shrill roars of a...
A Truck Stop Trick
Two-thousand miles across dozens of states and provinces, but no opportunities showed up for a good time. Just went all seemed lost, I finally got laid. The scrawny college fox currently bouncing on my bear cock didn't know my name. I didn't...
Twinks Across America: Ch. 35 - North Carolina
Compared to its southern sibling, North Carolina didn't seem as vastly different, being more urbanized and cosmopolitan at the very least as far as I could tell. I drove the Fjord truck mostly along the gorgeous Atlantic coastline, deviating inland...
Twinks Across America: Ch. 34 - South Carolina
Besides each state in the USA, every European country had its own stereotypes regarding the sex performed there. Russian women were incredibly attractive and/or ugly, the Italians invented romance, the French perfected lovemaking, The British loved...
Twinks Across America: Ch. 33 - Georgia
I drove north out of Florida and made a beeline for Georgia's most recognizable metropolis of Atalanta. The very first thing I did after booking into a motel near the downtown area was plan two things: plan my next sexual conquest and enjoy as...
Twinks Across America: Ch. 32 - Florida
Florida: the Spain of the United States and North America. Much like Alabama, I first only knew about the state thanks to media stereotypes, such as it being both a very big party state (at least, in Cape Fiesta and around Park Beach) as well as A...
Twinks Across America: Ch. 31 - Alabama
I drove west into Alabama with only the basic knowledge learned from film and television stereotypes. Contrary to popular belief, both inside and outside the United States, Alabama wasn't a backwater place to live. The state wasn't full of poor,...
Twinks Across America: Ch. 30 - Mississippi
As strange as it was to have both a major waterway and a state share the same name, it didn't change how welcoming Mississippi was to strangers. Especially ones like me who eagerly lapped up the tourist traps. Sadly, for me and the rest of...
Twinks Across America: Ch. 29 - Louisiana
Something about New Carnaval spoke to me. Much of it not only had to do with the French culture descended all the way from the era of the Bourbons, but the overall party atmosphere almost reminiscent of Paris in some regards. A unique African blend of...