A HOT HOLIDAY IN AUSTRALIA - PART 06
Thursday AM
Wagga to Hay
I woke up at 6am to the sound of birds screeching. It looked a bit cold outside and there was some frost on the lawns beside the motel.
My plan for the day was to drive to Mildura, about a six hour drive, so I wanted to get going early. I showered, dressed and put everything in the car and then checked out.
Heading back to the highway, I turned west and found a petrol station and filled up. Just a bit further on from there was a McDonalds and I called in there for breakfast. It was a little quieter there than at Yass yesterday. When I got back to the car, it was still only just 8am.
The road between Wagga and Mildura starts off interesting enough with rolling hills but after the town of Narrandera, there are very long stretches of flat farming country with few trees and a horizon that stretches to infinity. It's interesting, scenically, for about ten minutes and then it gets rather dull.
There wasn't much traffic on the road and I covered the 100km to Narrandera in just over an hour. Because I was now facing the boring part of the journey and had plenty of time, I thought I would break it up a little. I drove off the highway into Narrandera, parked and found a coffee shop in the main street near the beautiful old town hall with its distinctive clock tower.
After this pleasant break from driving and some well-made coffee and a cake, I was back on the road just after 10, heading for the next major town, Hay, which was 176km to the west. Because the scenery wasn't much along this stretch, I listened to music the whole way. While the countryside is flat, the road has lots of curves which can often make it difficult trying to pass another vehicle. I got stuck behind a truck for about ten minutes at one stage but mostly the traffic was reasonably light.
It was good to finally reach Hay and take another break. It was getting close to 12, so I decided to stop in Hay for a break and have a leisurely lunch. I drove up the main street to the centre of town and parked in the main shopping area where I could see cafes, restaurants and pubs.
I chose one of the old pubs for lunch. They had a blackboard outside advertising Counter Lunches, a popular Australian food option. It was nice and warm inside the pub and I bought a soft drink at the bar and studied the menu. I decided to go with the steak and chips. There was a choice of vegetables or salad and I chose the vegetables.
I was given an order number on a metal stand and took it over to an empty table and waited for my meal to arrive. It was quite busy with many of the tables occupied - a sign that this was a good place to eat.
While waiting, I checked my phone for messages. There was a message from my buddy, Alex, in Sydney wondering how the trip was going and what the body count was so far! I texted him back, telling him I'd had 16 already and there were worrying signs that I was pregnant. I knew he'd prefer to hear the real details when we got together again.
He replied, 'Ha Ha'.
I checked the gay dating apps as well and there weren't any messages. Then my food arrived. It was a large serve and the steak was good quality and perfectly cooked. The chips were hot, plump and juicy. It came with a good selection of vegetables and it was all presented very nicely. There was clearly a real chef out in the kitchen.
I had nearly finished eating when I heard my phone go ding! It was a new message on the gay dating app. I finished my meal and then checked the message. It was from a guy about 70km away, asking if I was staying in Hay tonight.
I messaged back telling him I was just having lunch here and was, unfortunately, on my way to Mildura. He replied immediately, saying that if I'd like to see him for some quick fun, he would be able to meet me on the highway as I travelled through.
The idea was intriguing. I checked his photo and profile. There was strong character in his face. Like the Mildura guys, he looked like an outdoor worker with his sun-browned face. He had particularly interesting eyes and a sexy smile. It was a good photo that sold him very well. He said he was in his late 40s, had a greying beard and described himself as a 'hung top farmer'.
I replied that I was interested but didn't have a huge amount of time. He came back saying he had a secluded place not far off the road where we could play. He also sent another photo, this time of his cock, labelled 'Ted, The 9 Inch Impaler'. He wasn't exaggerating! It was very thick as well as long. Well, I suddenly realized that I had plenty of time after all! I agreed to meet him at an off-road rest stop to the west of Hay. I described my car to him and he said he would be in a dark green ute.
As I left Hay, I wondered where he would take me to play. There was barely a tree or a building in the landscape around me. I kept a watch on the speedo and found the rest stop easily. His ute was the only car there and, as soon as I pulled off the road, he got out of it and waved to me. He looked quite tall.
I pulled up behind him and got out of my car. There was a brown dog on the tray of the ute and his tail was wagging.
'G'day, mate, I'm Brendan', he said, holding out his hand. I shook it.
'Great you could stop,' he said. 'I hope you like me'.
'You look great', I said. 'You're taller than I expected'.
'Yeah, I'm a big bugger...in more ways than one', he replied, with a smile.
So, where do we go?' I asked, looking around me.
'I've got a shed on my property about 10 km on from here', he said. 'It's off the highway a little but the road to it is in is in good shape. Your car will take it OK.'
He hesitated for a moment and seemed to be inspecting me.
'You DO like being fucked, don't you?' he asked.
'I certainly do', I said.
He looked left and right along the highway. No cars were coming. He suddenly pulled his jeans down in front and flopped out an already very hard cock. As I saw in the photo, it was a full nine inches, very thick and with a large head on it.
'Hello, you must be Ted', I said, in awe at the size of it. 'That really is a serious impaler!'
'Sure you can take this?' he said. 'Honestly, I don't want to start and then have to stop because it's too big for you.'
'Fair enough', I said. 'You can definitely fuck me with that, I promise.'
'And I want to fuck until I cum in you. It might take a while', he said.
'I'll be fine, don't worry', I said. 'Just give me a few careful strokes at the start so I get used to the size and then you can go for it for as long as it takes until you're ready to blow'.
'Fantastic', he said. 'I'm not rough but I do like a good, solid fuck with someone who knows what he's doing'.
He flipped his cock back into his pants and pulled the zipper up on his jeans. It was quite exciting to have a brief preview of what I was going to be getting. I was feeling quite aroused now.
'Follow me,' he said, heading for his ute. 'It's not far'.
He drove off quite quickly, so I hurried back into my car and followed him. It was only about 10km as he promised and I could see the shed on the horizon long before we got close to it. It looked like a shearing shed to me. He turned left onto a dirt road that looked as if it had only recently been graded.
About half a kilometre up this road, he turned right and stopped. He got out of his ute and opened a gate and then drove through and parked next to the shed. I followed and parked next to him. He walked back and closed the gate behind us.
Then he indicated I should follow him into the shed, which was quite large and clearly used for shearing. There was a distinct smell of sheep as soon as we went inside. The wooden floor was clean and well-swept and the whole space was tidy. He walked over to a small room off the main floor and returned, dragging a mattress which he put down on the floor of this vast main room.
He pulled two wooden chairs over as well and put a day pack down on one and offered the other chair to me.
"Lube and tissues and stuff,' he said, pointing at the day pack. He started undressing.
'Stick your clothes on the chair rather than on the floor or you'll smell of sheep when you put them back on', he said. He saw me looking around.
'You can get all your gear off here, no worries', he said. 'No-one will come here and my dog would bark and warn us, anyway. Just be careful of splinters when your feet are bare on these floorboards.'
As I undressed, I could see him getting out of his clothes out of the corner of my eye. He took everything off and as soon as he was naked, he put his hands on his hips and arched his back in a good stretch.
He looked very fit for his age with broad shoulders and well-muscled arms. His chest and belly were covered in light fur and his big cock was still hard and standing up above the horizontal in spite of the obvious weight of it.
I finished undressing and turned towards him.
'Fuck, you look great', he said, moving over to me. 'Have a suck on this', he said, pointing down.
I knelt on the mattress, took his cock in my right hand and put my mouth over the head. He steadied himself with both hands on my head. His cock tasted really fresh and clean. There was no hint of precum as yet.
In spite of the thickness, I was able to get quite a lot of his cock down my throat. He started moving slowly in and out of my mouth. I gave the big hot head a lot of attention. He kept saying, 'That's it', over and over, so it sounded like I was doing it right for him.
I reached underneath and groped his balls. They were quite hairy and large. He moaned as I played with them, so I took my mouth off his cock and gently sucked each ball. Massaging his cock at the same time with my hand, I was aware I could barely get my fingers right around it.
Then he lifted me up off my knees and squatted down to suck my cock. He deep- throated it expertly and played with my balls at the same time. After that, he reached underneath me and fingered my asshole gently.
Then he stopped and, opening the day pack, got out a tube of lube, a roll of hand- towels and a bottle of amyl. He offered me the amyl but I told him I would wait until we were fucking.
'Let me see your asshole', he said, indicating I should lie face-down on the mattress with my ass in the air. There were some mysterious-looking stains on the old mattress that I thought it best not to ask about.
He got down behind me and at first I thought he would rim me, but he just used his fingers around my hole and up and down the crack of my ass. He was surprisingly gentle and it felt really exciting.
'You've got a nice hole', he said. 'Really fuckable'.
I heard him pick up the lube bottle and a moment later he put some lube on my hole and pushed a long finger in deep. He moved it around in there and I tensed my ass muscles on it to help me relax a bit more. Then he added a second finger and had a really detailed explore in there. After a short time he removed his fingers from the depths.
'Turn over on your back', he said. When I did so, he lifted my legs back by the ankles.
'Oh, mate that looks so inviting', he said. He lathered some lube onto his cock and then offered me the amyl again. This time I took it and had a good sized sniff. I handed the bottle back to him but he indicated I should keep it handy. I put it on the floor next to the mattress.
With his hands on the underside of my knees he pinned my legs back tight against my body, fully exposing my asshole. He moved in and put the head of his cock on it and massaged it back and forth over the hole. He closed his eyes while he was doing this. There was a lot of heat coming off the head of his cock onto my sensitive hole.
Then, using one hand, he pushed the head of his cock inside my hole and shoved it downwards. It really became apparent now just how thick his cock was. My hole felt the stretch just as the amyl kicked in, helping me to relax down there. His cock slid in another couple of inches and seemed to stretch my hole even more. I could feel why he called it 'the impaler' and it wasn't even in halfway as yet!
'You OK?' he said, looking down at me. I nodded and grinned and he grinned back at me and pushed some more. The amyl was helping me take more of his cock. The head felt a long way inside of me already. He put more pressure on but it seemed to be stuck there.
'Use some more amyl', he said, looking down at his cock in my hole. 'Still a couple of inches to go'.
I grabbed the amyl bottle and took a good snort. Within seconds, his cock slid the rest of the way in and I could feel his hairy balls up against my asshole.
'Oh, fuck, that feels so good', he said. It felt like he was flexing the head of his cock deep up inside me.
'Now I'm fucked', I said.
'You're not fucked until I'm finished', he said. 'Then you'll REALLY be fucked!'
He gathered my legs back against my body with his upper arms and pulled his cock almost all the way out of my hole and then slowly but firmly pushed it all the way back in again. It felt good and I sighed with pleasure.
'Sounds like that's working for you,' he said.
'Sure is,' I said. 'Don't stop now'.
He did a few more deep and steady strokes and I could feel my ass getting used to the size of it.
'You're right now.' I said. 'I can handle it fine'.
'You got it', he said and pulled almost completely out of me and slammed it all the way back in quite a bit harder. It made me gasp but it felt good. I sensed that my ass could cope with it.
He started moving rhythmically in and out. He seemed to favour long, deep strokes and I found that very exciting. I started carefully massaging my hard cock while he fucked me. It was a fine line I was treading. Jerk off and cum too quickly and I'd tighten up on his cock. That might not be a problem with an average size cock but tightening up too much on this monster could be disastrous. I would have to ask him to stop fucking. I needed to pace myself.
He increased speed still more. His cock felt awesome up inside me. The head of it was really hot. Looking up at this really masculine man fucking me was very exciting. I felt myself relax even more.
He didn't seem to want to kiss me. His pleasure was all centred on the feeling his cock was getting inside my ass. I would have enjoyed kissing as well but I was happy to just enjoy the physical sensations in my ass.
After about five minutes of steadily increasing rhythmic fucking on my back, he suddenly pulled his cock right out of me. It felt like my whole insides were being removed!
'Turn over', he said. 'I'll do you doggie-style'.
I did as he asked and took another sniff of amyl. He lifted me up a bit more on my knees and pushed my head down gently. Then he slid his cock back into my hole all the way and started fucking me a bit harder than before. Each stroke knocked the wind out of me but it felt really good. I could really feel his full size inside of me in that position. The heat inside my asshole seemed to increase as he fucked. I could hear him breathing deeply.
After five minutes of this, he pulled out again and suggested I sit on top of him. When I did so, his cock felt even more enormous up inside me. The burning hot head felt like it was right up under my navel.
He stayed still and let me do the work up and down on his cock. He reached up and squeezed my nipples, which added to the pleasure, and then started playing with my cock as well. After a couple of minutes, I gently removed his hand from my cock. He smiled, understanding why I needed to do that.
After about five more minutes of this, he asked me to lie down on my back again. This time, he lifted my legs right back by holding onto the soles of my feet. He stuck his cock into my hole and then raised himself up on his toes. His cock went all the way up me with the downward pressure of his body hovering above me.
'Have some more amyl because now you'll really get fucked', he said. I took his advice and then offered the amyl to him. He inhaled it deeply and then started to move quite fast in and out. Hammering my ass this way with his huge cock made it hard for me to breathe so I had to really concentrate. I liked the feeling in my ass but this position was not for beginners!
He pounded my ass mercilessly for a couple of minutes and then eased back to just a steady speed without quite the previous depth of the hammering. It enabled me to catch my breath.
'Like that?' he said.
'Sure do,' I replied.
'Then here we go again', he said, rising up on his tip-toes and lunging deep inside my hole. This time the hammering went on for quite a bit longer. Then he suddenly pulled his cock right out of me and sat back on his haunches.
'That is one hell of an ass', he said. 'You feeling OK?'
'I'm fine', I said. 'I really like that kind of heavy fucking'.
'Want to have it really hard, doggie-style?' he asked.
'Sure', I said. I turned over face down on the mattress.
'Go right down completely flat', he said. I decided it was a good time to have some more amyl.
He straddled my body and stuck his cock full length into my hole. Then he leaned forward and slipped his arms under my chest and held me tight, breathing right next to my right ear. He started to move, picking up speed quickly until he was pounding my ass incredibly hard.
'This is what you want, isn't it?' he growled into my ear.
He kept the speed up for a couple of minutes, stopping momentarily and grinding his cock as deep as possible into me. He felt so hot and big inside me in that position and the way he was holding me tightly with his arms meant he had total control.
'One last big fuck for you', he said and, gripping me even tighter, somehow increased his speed even more. It was rough as hell but I was really thrilled by it. After about a minute of very intense fucking, he pulled his cock out of me again.
'I reckon I can do a couple more of those with you on your back but then I'll have to cum,' he said. 'Can you last the distance?'
I nodded and turned over onto my back. He leaned forward, lifted my legs right back over my shoulders, stuck his cock roughly back into my hole and hammered it really strongly for a few minutes.
'Phew, that was a close one', he said, after ripping his cock out of my hole again. 'The next one will be it, I'm afraid'. He took some more amyl, too, and so did I.
He climbed back on, rammed his cock up me and gave me the strongest fucking yet. I couldn't breathe very well but, sensing it was all about to come to an end, I hung in there and just enjoyed the heavy pounding he was giving me.
Sure enough, he suddenly groaned and pounded me even harder and then I could feel him exploding inside of me. He looked really hot above me with his back arched and his eyes closed. He stayed like that for quite a while and I could feel his cock continuing to jerk inside me.
Then he let go of my legs and fell forward on top of me. He was breathing very heavily. His cock showed no signs of softening inside of me as yet and he stayed sprawled over me silently for a few minutes. There was sweat on his back.
Then he lifted himself up and, keeping his cock inside me, looked down at me.
'You want to cum while I'm still inside you?' he asked.
'Yes, that would be great', I said.
"I'll do your nipples, if you like,' he said. I nodded and started jerking myself off while he worked my nipples gently but firmly. His still hard cock deep inside me really kept the excitement going. I only took a short time to cum. Feeling my ass contracting on his thick cock as I blew made me shoot even stronger. I even managed a couple of cum-splatters right up on my neck.
'Good one', he said, running his fingers through the thick cum on my belly. 'It looks like I really turned you on'.
'It was great', I said. 'You sure know how to use that cock'.
He looked down and slowly pulled his cock out of me. Even that felt good.
'You should see your asshole', he said. 'It's really gaping open now. Looks hot!'
'I'm sure it'll snap back into shape. It always has before', I said, laughing.
'There's a septic toilet through there and you can wash up, too,' he said, pointing the way. 'Cold water only, I'm sorry. Take some of these hand towels with you and slip your shoes on to walk across this floor'.
It was good to be able to clean up after all of that. When I returned to the main area, he was dressed already.
As I put my clothes on I asked him if he met many travellers like this.
"I do pretty well', he said. 'But the big dick can be a curse as well as a blessing'.
'How do you mean?' I asked.
'Some guys see my big dick and will agree to anything just to play with it. Then they make excuses that it's too big to fuck them and I find that really frustrating. Young guys are the worst'.
'Really?' I said. 'That would be annoying'.
'I prefer older guys like you who are experienced and know they can take it,' he said. 'Actually, not many guys can take it as strong as you can'.
'I had good teachers over the years', I said. 'And I just love being fucked'.
I was ready to go so we walked out to the cars. His dog was still wagging his tail.
'Well, I hope you had a good time', he said. 'You sure sounded like you did'.
'I really enjoy being fucked like that', I said. 'I felt really relaxed with you and you sure have a beautiful cock'.
'If you're coming back this way, I'd do you again for sure', he said. 'Message me on this number and I'll give you another going over'.
'I'm probably coming back through Victoria but I'll see how I go', I said. 'I'd definitely be up for another session with you, that's for sure'.
We shook hands and I got back into my car while he walked over and opened the gate. He waved me through and I drove back to the highway and headed off west for Mildura.
To be continued....
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