Twinks Across America: Chapter 10 - Colorado
My sheath stirred in my pants at the thought of attending a Colorado orgy. As I drove the Fjord truck down the highway leading north towards the suburbs of Mountainburg, I reminisced about the previous times I'd flown to Colorado's bustling...
Twinks Across America: Chapter 4 - Oregon
I decided to officially christen my rented Fjord truck with a proper fucking. Car sex was one thing, boat sex another, but having gay sex inside a large truck? Hell yeah! I'd crossed into Oregon and drifted through various towns leading towards...
Twinks Across America: Ch. 27 - Arkansas
Twinks in my category of sex partners often needed to fit certain criteria. The biggest and most important one (besides the encounter being consensual, on both our parts) involved him needing to be at least eighteen. Sure, I like to break the rules...
Twinks Across America: Ch. 16 - Minnesota
The best non-sexual part of Minnesota wasn't just the delicious food, the endearing yet indecipherable accent, or the incredibly friendly hospitality towards foreign tourists, but going through the Mall of America itself. It had almost everything, at...
Twinks Across America: 8 - Arizona
Besides a quick detour to see glimpses of the Grand Canyon, the drive southward from Utah down to Arizona felt seamless. As did finding another hot fuck once I booked into a decently priced motel within the heart of downtown Thunderbird. The bobcat's...
Twinks Across America (Preview)
**Hawaii:** My very first U.S. state to spend the next few days in happened to be Hawaii. Such a tropical paradise to start my exploits in, almost reminding me of Greece in the middle...
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. 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. 43 - New Jersey
My absolute favorite kind of sleazy motel included those with decent Wi-Fi as well as functional plumbing. In all honesty, I could tolerate sleeping in old bedding so long as they bothered washing it. The same couldn't be said for the Sleep-Inn I tried...
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. 28 - Texas
I didn't book a room for the night upon reaching Magnolia, Texas. No need to, not when an old friend offered to let me sleep in one of his guest bedrooms. He didn't mind. In fact, after I mentioned in passing that I was traveling through every U.S....
Twinks Across America: Ch. 44 - New York
My luxury penthouse apartment in Manhattan City didn't have the greatest view, at least compared to the others out there. It didn't face Central Park, Times Square, or even the beautiful New York harbor, but a small portion of Brooklyn on the Lower...