A HOT HOLIDAY IN AUSTRALIA - PART 37
Monday afternoon
Tailem Bend to Stawell
It's nearly 400 km or 250 miles from Tailem Bend to Stawell so I had about four plus hours of driving ahead of me. The scenery was not very interesting, being just farming country with scrubby low mallee bushes growing close to the road. Before they added missing trace elements to the sandy soil here and turned it into useful farming land, this area was known as 'The Ninety Mile Desert'.
The names of the towns on this stretch were rather curious and I had fun imagining how they got their names. After about thirty minutes, I realized I was hungry and decided to stop for lunch at the next town, Coonalpyn. Famous now for its painted grain silos, it's just a small country town with the highway as its main street.
I pulled into a carpark on the left after spotting a sign for a bakery. This would be my last chance to have a South Australian pasty. It looked like every other traveller had homed in on this place for lunch as it was very busy. Their pasties looked good and I bought a pineapple juice to go with it.
I sat down at the lone table and chairs out the front, which, with the crowds of people around, was surprisingly unoccupied. Of course, everyone coming and going let the bakery's screen door with its unoiled hinges slam noisily behind them, so it wasn't the best place to try and eat your lunch in peace. Everyone seemed to be taking their food back to their cars and driving off immediately. I was surprised at how busy it was.
I really enjoyed my classic pasty. It was beautifully made with a good filling of finely chopped steak and vegetables with perfect flaky pastry and it was very tasty. Putting my rubbish in the bin, I got back in the car and, putting some music on, settled down for the long drive. The traffic was quite heavy on this main highway between Adelaide and Melbourne and it was only single lane driving in both directions with occasional overtaking lanes.
After Coonalpyn, I drove through Culburra and Tintinara before arriving in Keith, where I stopped and got petrol at the roadhouse.
As I was having a pee in the Men's I looked up. On the wall above the urinal someone had scrawled in large red lettering, "FREE SOVIET JEWRY!"
Some witty bugger had then written underneath it, "WIN VALUABLE PRIZES!"
I gave it my 'Best Graffiti Seen In A Long Time' award.
After Bordertown, I crossed into Victoria. There was a time change of thirty minutes forward at that point. The scenery was still farming land but the trees and shrubs had a slightly softer look as if they got more rainfall than in the stretch of country I had just left in South Australia.
I arrived in Stawell at about 5.45pm and chose a motel on the highway. The by- passed centre of town was not far away. The motel had a room for me at a good price, so I took my gear in from the car and got settled.
A few months ago, I had made an interesting online gay app contact here in Stawell and we had chatted quite a lot before I left Sydney. He looked and sounded like he was a very hot man. Two days ago in Adelaide, I had messaged him to say that I would be staying in Stawell tonight. He had replied that he couldn't wait to meet me and would certainly be up for a meeting when I get here.
I decided to message him before going out for dinner to let him know I was here. I sent him a message in Whatsapp and then lay down on the bed for a short rest. It had been a tiring afternoon on the road, needing intense concentration because of the amount of traffic.
After thirty minutes and no response yet from my contact, I got ready to go into town and have something to eat. No doubt I would hear from him soon.
Stawell is a town with lots of interesting old buildings from the 19th century. I drove up the main street looking for somewhere interesting to have dinner. Eventually I settled on an old hotel with a bistro that looked just fine.
I sat down in the bar first of all and had a very welcome beer. People were quite friendly and I ended up in a conversation with two older guys sitting either side of me at the bar.
After I finished my beer, I bought a second one and took it into the bistro where I chose a table and then ordered a steak and salad at the counter. When my meal arrived I was surprised to find I had been given one of the largest steaks I'd ever seen. You certainly got your money's worth at this bistro!
I was halfway through my meal when a Whatsapp message came through on my phone. It was the contact I had messaged earlier. He was not able to meet tonight as he was in Melbourne dealing with a family emergency. He apologised profusely, saying he had no choice and hoped he could meet me another time. I told not to worry. Life just gets in the way sometimes. He apologised again and wished me a good evening.
After we finished chatting, I went back to his gay app profile to check his age as I couldn't remember it. I then noticed his distance from me was showing as 5 km. Melbourne was definitely a lot further than that. It looked like I had been had by a time waster! It was especially annoying as I had only come to Stawell, a town not on the direct route home, because he had begged to meet me.
I consoled myself by eating the entire steak as well as all the salad. Then I waddled out of the bistro and drove back to my motel. It was still only 7.30pm but I was feeling a bit tired. I decided that an early night wouldn't hurt me as I would have another long drive tomorrow.
I undressed and got into bed to watch some television before putting the light out. After about an hour, I was starting to feel a bit drowsy. Suddenly, I awoke with a start. I hadn't realized that I'd dozed off completely for a few minutes. My phone had woken me with a message.
It was from one of the gay apps. Even though I was sleepy, I couldn't resist checking it out. It was from a couple of local guys - one older, one younger. Their photos were interesting. The young guy had a nice neat dark beard and a terrific smile. A second picture showed he had a trim, fit-looking and very hairy body. The older guy had a salt and pepper thick beard, grey hair and was also very hairy. He looked quite fit, too. The icing on the cake was that both were top guys.
'Think you could take on both of us tonight?' was their message. It was certainly very tempting. Maybe if I had a shower, I wouldn't be feeling so tired? Yes, I can always find an excuse for a fuck.
We chatted back and forth a little. They had a farm just out of town so they could be here in 30 minutes.
'We'll sort out who gets sloppy seconds on the drive in, so there's no argument when we get there', said the older guy. That comment decided me and I told them I was up for it. They sounded incredibly enthusiastic and I wondered if they weren't getting much passing trade out here.
I leapt out of bed and had a quick shower. I dressed and smoothed the bed out, making sure everything was organised for their arrival. True to their word, there was a knock on the door about 30 minutes after we'd stopped chatting on the phone.
I opened the door and they came in. They were all smiles and shook hands. I closed the door behind them and directed them to sit down at the round table against the wall under the television.
The young guy, Steve, was aged about 25 and quite tall. He sat down and stretched very long legs out in front of him. His partner, Tony, was stockier and about my height. He looked to be 50 with his weather beaten face but might have been younger. Both guys were very attractive in their own ways.
I offered to make coffee but neither guy wanted one. Steve said that a glass of water would be good, though, so I did glasses of water for both of them.
'So, how long have you guys been together?' I asked.
Tony seemed about to answer, then stopped and looked expectantly at Steve.
'Ever since mum left, I guess', said Steve, levelly. I could feel my mouth falling open and wondered if I'd heard correctly. I wasn't sure how to reply.
'Don't misunderstand', said Tony, seeing my dumbstruck reaction. 'He likes to shock. I'm not Steve's real father. I married his mother after his father died. His mother and I are now separated and so Steve and I run the farm together. We just happen to be gay as well'.
'We decided driving in that I'll fuck you first and dad will go out for a cigarette or two while we're doing it', said Steve. 'Then we'll swap over. Luckily we both smoke.'
'Luckily, you both fuck, too', I said.
'I can see you were a bit surprised', said Tony. 'Sorry to spring it on you but we thought you might back out if we told you when we made contact online'.
'No, it's fine now I understand the situation', I said, feeling rather relieved. Being involved in something incestuous has never been high on my bucket list.
'Some guys have been disappointed that we aren't really father and son', said Steve. 'Kinky shits'. We all laughed.
'Well, dad', continued Steve. 'Don't you ...umm... have some smoking to get done or something?'
Tony got up and suggested we call him in when we were finished. I stood up, too. He opened the door and then turned back momentarily.
'Don't get him too sloppy, OK?' he said to Steve with a wicked grin. He went out, shutting the door behind him.
'Funny bugger', said Steve. He got out of the chair and reached out for me.
He bent down and started kissing me standing in the middle of the room. He was a nice kisser and his beard smelled freshly washed. He was wearing some kind of fragrance that really suited him, too.
'Hope he brought lots of cigarettes', said Steve. 'You're worth taking plenty of time over'. He continued kissing and running his hands up and down my body.
Breaking away eventually he started undressing. I did the same and, as soon as we were naked, he lay back on the bed. He had a well-exercised body that was quite hairy. His nipples were large and his cock was a good seven inches plus and quite thick. His foreskin was retracted exposing a large red head and a drop of precum was glistening in the light.
'Hot man', he said, looking up at me. 'You like me, too?' I nodded and knelt on the edge of the bed and put his cock in my mouth, tasting the sweetness of his precum. He shuddered with pleasure and closed his eyes. After sucking the head a little, I went straight into a deep throat on him. His eyes flew open when I got the whole of his cock in my mouth and flexed my throat muscles on the head. When I came up for air after a short period, he looked at me in wonder.
'No-one's ever done that to me before', he said. 'That's awesome'.
'Want some more of that?' I asked. 'A 69 position is better'.
I turned around in that position on top of him and slid mouth down over his cock again. I could deep throat even more this way and lick his balls at the same time. I could feel him trying to put my cock in his mouth while I was sucking him, but he was a lot taller and that made us a mismatch for mutual sucking in a 69 position. He contented himself with jerking me off, which felt pretty good anyway.
I eased off on the deep-throating after a couple of minutes. Not many guys survive that without cumming and I didn't want to miss out on being fucked. He sighed as I took his cock out of my mouth.
'I think I'd better fuck you now or it will be all over', he said, getting out from under me.
He suggested I should lie on my back at the edge of the bed so he could fuck me while he was standing up. I got into position and handed him the lube from the bedside table. He used it and, lifting my legs, put some on my asshole as well.
'Looks good', he said. 'Let's see if I can do this without making too much of a mess. Have to do what my dad tells me to do, don't I?' We both laughed.
He leaned forward and rubbed the head of his cock on my hole. The heat coming from it was tremendous. Then he gave a little shove and the head went in. He stopped and groaned and then, lifting my legs back tight against my body, he pushed the rest of his cock all the way up me.
'Fuck, that feels so good', he said. 'Tight bugger, though, aren't you? You should do this more often'.
'I promise I'll try', I said. God, if he only knew my recent history!
He started fucking me steadily with deep strokes. It felt really nice.
'I think I want to go harder', he said. 'You okay with that?"
'You can fuck me as hard as you need to', I replied. 'I can handle it'.
He smiled and started to move faster. I was really enjoying the nice deep strokes. The head felt enormous deep inside me.
He started moaning as he fucked and it was only a couple of minutes before he pushed my legs back even tighter and started pounding my hole. Then he suddenly arched his back and, after a very deep thrust, he stiffened and stayed motionless. I could feel his cum exploding inside me and it kept on for several strong spasms. It was a great feeling.
Finally he sighed and relaxed, letting go of my legs and leaning forward to kissed me gently.
'That was fantastic', he said. 'Best fuck I've had in ages. Most guys don't like it that hard'.
He pulled his cock out of me and looked down.
'Uh oh, dad isn't going to be happy', he said, laughing. 'It's cream-pie time down there'.
'I can clean up quickly if you think I should', I said, starting to get up off the bed.
'No, I'm just kidding', he said. 'He always says he prefers cum to lube, so you'll be fine'.
He disappeared into the bathroom and I heard him using the taps over the hand basin.
'I just used one of the hand towels', he said. 'We're not going to use up your bath towels'.
'Should I be dressed when Tony comes back in?' I asked. I couldn't bring myself to refer to him as 'dad'.
'No, just lie there on your back as you are', he said. 'He'll think you look good enough to fuck like that'.
He got dressed and told me he would go and get Tony now. He opened the door enough to sidle through and closed it after him. A couple of minutes later it opened again and Tony came in on his own.
'Very nice', he said, looking me over. 'I assume you're no longer a virgin?' I nodded, sheepishly.
He undressed quickly, revealing a nicely hairy and strong, muscular body. Life on the land sure seemed to keep you fit. His seven inch cock was hard already. It had a particularly large mushroom head on it.
'I'll just fuck', he said. 'I'm so toey tonight that I'll blow immediately if you suck me'.
He knelt on the bed and lifted my legs.
'I don't need any lube, I see', he said. 'Jeez, he's a messy bugger, isn't he?'
He looked up and saw the concerned expression on my face.
'Don't worry. This all suits me just fine'. He then added with a smirk, 'And after all, what's a bit of cum between family members anyway?'
He pushed my legs back and slid his cock into me all the way up to his balls. Looking down at me, he smiled with pleasure and gave a little moan.
'I've only got one speed when I fuck', he said. 'This one'.
Immediately he started hammering my ass incredibly hard. It took me by surprise but I could handle it. He was really letting me have it. Looking up at his face, he was staring at me like a man possessed. I don't think he would have stopped if I'd asked him to. I concentrated on relaxing my ass muscles as he drove his cock in and out at high speed. I could feel Steve's cum leaking out of my hole as Tony pounded me.
I reached up to squeeze his nipples but he brushed my hand away. He leaned further forward so that my legs were back as far as they could possibly go. I could smell that he had been smoking. He reached over and gripped me hard by my shoulders and kept on pounding me.
He lasted longer than I thought he would at that speed, but after what felt like ten minutes of really heavy fucking, his breathing got shorter.
'I'm cumming', he shouted. 'It's going to be a big one'. He groaned and I could feel him starting to cum. Incredibly he seemed to double his speed and he kept that up until he'd finished shooting. Then he collapsed in a heap on top of me.
He stayed like that, breathing deeply for some time, his face buried in my shoulder. His cock kept on twitching inside my asshole. He left it there until it softened and popped out by itself. Only then did he raise himself up off me and stand up.
'Wow, that was awesome', he said, running one hand through his hair. He looked really hot standing there. He was shiny with sweat, making his muscular body glow.
Glad you could handle that', he said. 'I'm a bit too strong for some guys, but I just lose control when I get going'.
'I'm fine', I said. 'Love a good hard fuck'.
'I'll do you harder next time, if you like', he said. 'I love going crazy like that'
He asked to use the bathroom and was back in five minutes.
'We'll shower when we get home', he said, dressing.
When he was ready, he said he would go and get Steve so they could say goodbye. He said I needn't get dressed if I didn't want to. He opened the door a crack and spoke to Steve who must have been just outside. He came in, looked at me on the bed and smiled.
'Now there's a man who looks absolutely fucked', he said.
'All donations greatly received', I said, coyly. They both laughed.
I got up and Steve embraced me, followed by Tony.
'Time to go', said Tony looking at his watch. 'Great to meet you. Love to see you again if you're back this way sometime'.
Both guys shook my hand and then they were gone. I wonder if they swapped notes about me on their way home?
I had a shower and, after straightening the bedclothes up, I got into bed and read for a while. It was not quite 11 when I put the light out.
To be continued....
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