I live in Southern California. Most communities have at least one or more freeways intersecting or bordering the community in which you reside, which often provides one with opportunities. Today was no different. As I approached the freeway, I noticed a hitch hiker on the on ramp. When I got closer, I observed that he appeared about 18, medium build, proportional, 135 pounds and attractive in a naive sort of way. He was dressed in a T-Shirt, blue jeans, hoody and tennis shoes. He had a back pack with him.

I pulled onto the shoulder of the on ramp, and he grabbed his pack and came running to the car. He got in and threw his pack into the back seat, without bothering to ask how far I was going. He smiled, stuck out his hand and said “Hi, I’m Jake”. I responded by shaking his hand and saying “I’m John”.

As we got onto the freeway, we made meaningless conversation and finally he said, “You don’t know how a guy can make some traveling money do you? I’ve been traveling all night and I’m a little hungry.”

He seemed like such ‘a babe in the woods’. He just begged to be mothered. I saw the sign of a fast food restaurant approaching at the next exit and I said “How about if I buy you breakfast?” He smiled gratefully. We went to the drive through and I hadn’t even let go of the bag before his hand dove in and he woofed down the first of two breakfast sandwiches I bought him. This boy appeared to be starving, and in more ways than one.

We got back on the freeway and he told me that his father abandoned the family a few years ago. He and his younger brother lived with their mother in Arizona. As the two boys got older, they began feuding more and their mother became less tolerant of the arguing.

Jake said that he will turn 19 in a while, so he decided to set out on his own and roam the country before he became tied down with a job and “things” like a car, apartment and possessions. Jake said “After a while, things start to own you, rather than you owning them”. How true I thought.

“So, how about it? Know of any jobs where someone might want some temporary help?” I turned to Jake and told him that perhaps I could use some assistance. “Jake, I’m easy to get along with, and I would really enjoy your company, but there is something you should know first. I’m Gay, and I would pay you if you would agree to model for me while I take some pictures of you. Also I need someone to practice giving a massage to, but it’s important that you tell me if I’m making your muscles feel good. You don’t have to do anything to me; all you have to do is lay back and relax. If you’re not interested, it’s OK, but I’ll pay you $20 if you’re agreeable.”

Jake took a moment to consider my offer. He finally said, “Well, I’m straight. I’ve never done anything with a guy before. Plus I’m all dirty and I need a shower. What would I have to do exactly?”

I told Jake that we could go to my house and I would want him to take off his clothes. I wanted to take some photos of him and then I wanted to practice my massage techniques on him. I told him that I was taking a massage class at the community college and I needed someone to practice on. I told Jake that afterwards he could take a shower and if he wanted, I would take him back to the freeway so he could continue with his travels.

Jake asked “who is going to see the photos you take of me?” I told Jake that no one, other than me, would see any photos of him, or know anything about what we did together. Jake sighed heavily and said, “I guess it would be OK. I really need the money. Have you done this with other guys before?”

I told Jake that the opportunity didn’t present itself often, but once in a while, when it did, I would see if a guy might be interested in getting together. While we were heading to my house, I thought I would try to put Jake at easy by discussing normalcy of guys needing to masturbate or have sex with someone. I told Jake that having sex with another guy doesn’t make you Gay, unless you’re already Gay. And that although having sex with other guys might be very satisfying; you’re still straight if girls turn you on.

Jake asked about being Bi-sexual. I told him that some guys really get turned on by having sex with both girls and guys. But that a guy could enjoy receiving oral from another guy, without doing anything himself. Jake seemed to acknowledge the possibility of enjoying being serviced without reciprocation.

I discussed how a guy’s testicles produce not only sperm, but also a hormone which causes changes in a young guy’s body, plus makes him horny, and gives him an erection numerous times a day. Jake seemed to understand the symptoms but had no understanding of the causal factors.

By the time Jake and I reached my house, Jake was curious and anxious to see how the next hour or so would develop. As we entered my front door, he nervously smiled and let out a sigh. I was very aroused and I put my hand on his shoulder and pointed the way to the bedroom. Jake sat on my bed and said “OK, what do you want me to do?”

I instructed Jake to remove his clothes while I removed mine. When Jake got to his briefs, he said “These too?” I nodded “Yes”. Jake was already semi-erect, and the tip of his penis was glistening. Since he hadn’t removed his white socks yet, I told him to leave them on. His socks had perfectly form fitted around each of his toes, and even adhered to the space between his toes and the pads of his feet. His feet were absolutely perfect in shape and size.

I got my camera and began taking several pictures of him, hoping to capture innocence and youthful beauty. Jake began to chuckle in an apparent effort to understand why someone would be interested in capturing this special moment. Shortly Jake began to warm up to the idea of modeling in such an intimate way. He began to pose in erotic ways and he was clearly enjoying being the subject of such attention. Jake spread his legs wide and pulled his hairy scrotum away from his body. His penis was now fully erect and was still producing pre-cum. I captured a close up of his pre-cum in a strand about 2 inches long and growing. I placed my finger under the strand and scooped it up and into my mouth. It tasted sweet. This delighted Jake. I put my camera on the night stand and told him I would take more pictures later. He smiled seductively and said “OK”.

I grabbed one of Jake’s socked feet and pressed it to my nose and mouth. His foot was damp and had a strong but healthy/natural scent. Jake looked at me intently as if in shock that anyone would want to get that close and inhale that hard. His breathing changed to a rapid sound, and his penis began pulsing with his heartbeat.

I smiled and said to him, let’s take a long hot shower. By this time, Jake was completely into it. He got off the bed and stood there waiting to be shown the way to the bathroom. Instead I took my time enjoying the view. I placed my arms around him and held him close. He didn’t resist. I placed my lips gently on his neck just above his shoulder. He began breathing hard again. I slowly worked my way up to his ear and he began to softly moan. “I didn’t know that would feel this good” he said.

I took him by the wrist and led him into the bathroom. I started the shower and while the water was warming up, Jake stood over the toilet ready to relieve himself. “No, wait” I said. “Hold on”. Jake looked puzzled, but complied. The water was finally comfortable and Jake and I stepped into the shower together. I faced him and got down on my knees. I smelled his wet pubic hair, put my hands on his buttocks and said “Go ahead”. Jake looked at me quizzically, and said “You want me to pee on you?” I said “Yes, do it anywhere you want. On my head, in my face, in my mouth, on my chest, it doesn’t matter. You’re in control”.

Jake still had a look on his face that said ‘this is insane’, but he couldn’t hold it any longer. Jake put his head back and slightly arched his back. Then it began to flow. First a short squirt, then another, then a long strong flow. It felt hot on my head, and then it began flowing down my face, shoulders and chest. Then he looked directly into my eyes and changed the direction of his golden stream directing it right into my face.

Jake said “Open your mouth”. His strong stream went into my mouth then on my neck and finally on my penis. When he was finished, I rinsed my mouth out with the water from the shower head. I turned to Jake who said “Wow that was cool”. I smiled. I began to shampoo my hair, when Jake said “Let me do that”. I gave him the shampoo bottle.

Jake poured shampoo into his hand and put the bottle down. He lathered it up between his hands and started shampooing my hair. When he was done, he grabbed the bar of soap and began washing my face, neck and chest. Jake instructed me to turn around and he began washing my back. He then kneelt down, soaped his hands up again and placed one between the crack of my buttocks. He reached my anus and rubbed it slowly and carefully lubing it up with plenty of soap. He put pressure in the center of my anus but did not force it inside me. He grabbed the shower nozzle and rinsed me thoroughly. Then he reached between my legs again from behind and grabbed my scrotum. Jake held it with a strong grip while his other soapy hand carefully stroked my penis. When Jake reached my feet, he stood up and said “Your turn”.

I washed Jake in a similar manner, playing with his anus and gently sucking on his penis. When we were squeaky clean, we dried off and returned to the bedroom. I had Jake lay down and I began massaging his back, shoulders and neck. I massaged his legs and feet which he seemed to enjoy the most. Then I told Jake to turn over onto his back, and I began playing with his nipples. I pinched them slightly, and then sucked on them. Jake was very aroused again.

I told Jake to bring his knees up to his shoulders which exposed his perfect rose bud anus to view. I began kissing his scrotum, then licking it and finally sucked it into my mouth in its entirety. I began working my tongue down to the center of his anus and he began to moan loudly. “Fuck!” he said. “Keep doing that”. His penis was rock hard and leaking pre-cum in volumes. I reached around and began stroking it gently. “I’m going to cum” he whimpered. In short order he began holding his hand up to prevent ejaculating onto his face. When he was finished, he was breathing hard and between breaths he said “You want this?” referring to his hand full of sperm.

At that point, he lowered his legs and with one motion he put a hand behind my head and pulled me closer to him. The other hand went over my mouth and I sucked and licked his hand clean.

This young stud was a natural. I had discovered my dreams metamorphosing into reality. Damn, this kid was hot, and I discovered him. It doesn’t get better than that. But now it was my turn to achieve a much needed release. I asked Jake to put on the socks that he was wearing when he came home with me. Jake got this devilish smirk on his face and he put them on his feet with curious intent. Jake was getting into this.

I grabbed a pillow and moved to the end of the bed directly by Jake’s feet. Jake instinctively knew what to do. Without being told, Jake placed one of his socked feet on my nose and mouth, and the heel of his other foot on my scrotum with his toes caressing my penis. In short order, Jake removed his sock and placed his toes in my mouth, I couldn’t hold it any longer. In no time at all, I exploded all over my chest. While I recovered, Jake began snickering and laughing. Eventually he said, “Wow, you are a Perv, but what you did with me was great. You really liked me pissing on you, and licking my asshole and worshiping my smelly socks and feet”.

He had come to an obvious conclusion and all I could do is agree with him. Yes, I’m a Perv. Jake smiled and said “Do you mind if I catch some Z’s now? I was up all night trying to get rides as well as trying to keep warm.” Absolutely no problem.

I held him close to me for a while until he fell asleep. He must have been very tired because he didn’t even stir when I lifted up his head to remove my arm. I took more pictures of him sleeping like an Angel and then I began holding his T-Shirt, underwear and socks up to my nose while I inhaled deeply. I began to get aroused again, so I stopped so I could perhaps do it all over again when Jake awoke from his slumber.

I tidied up in the bedroom, picking up Jake’s clothing from the floor. I neatly folded his hoody, T-Shirt and pants and placed them on the dresser. However when I picked up his pants, his wallet and some papers fell onto the floor. Being ever so curious, I opened up his wallet and looked at his ID. He had an Arizona ID which was issued a month ago. It confirmed he was 18. However the papers were somewhat of a shock. They were Court orders discharging him from Probation and from a Ranch for youthful offenders.

Perhaps Jake wasn’t as innocent as I thought. Maybe I could realize another one of my fantasies regarding having rough sex with a young thug stud.