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Leather Blues 5
guilty. But mostly he liked to see himself triumphant with
his Old Man really getting what he had coming.
This particular morning Denny woke with the alarm.
The last scene of the dream had not quite finished. That dis-
turbed him. Anything unfinished always did. He shouldn’t
have let himself doze so long. He held his eyes closed against
the bright summer morning. His hard cool cock tucked tight
under his belly suggested a good mattress fuck; but afraid
he would doze again and be late for work, he swung his feet
to the floor.
He jerked his cock automatically. It felt good. He pulled
its thick uncut sheath back over the head. A clear drop
pearled at its tip in the morning sun. He stood and stretched.
He smiled. Two days before, he had taken a young Mexican
bracero at a highway reststop and fucked him in the bushes
behind the comfort station while the young man’s wife and
children sat spitting Spanish at one another in a broken-
down station wagon out in the boiling parking plaza. A worn
Huelga! sticker stuck to the front bumper. The Mexican felt
good impaled on Denny’s cock. He had cruised Den so hard
and with such innocent desperation in the john, that Den
had taken him straight back into the bushes. The harder he
rode the young guy, the better they both liked it. Denny
shot into his ass just as the Mex pumped out his white load.
Denny felt like he had shot straight on through the guy’s ass
and out his cock. What a sight! Denny pulled on his jeans
and work boots. Too bad the Mex couldn’t tell his wife what
had happened while she peeled hardboiled eggs for the kids
in the parking lot.
Denny liked the rest stop. He worked nearly every day
of the summer at the service station under the ramp exiting
into his small town. He had to pass the stop going and com-
ing. He walked out into the upstairs hall. He had to walk
through his parents’ bedroom to reach the bath.
“Forgodsake, be quiet.” His father’s voice came from
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