Surprise First Anal at a Rest Stop

Surprise First at a Rest Stop

The night was dark and moonless and it seemed I had been driving my little beater of a car forever down this virtually deserted two lane highway. It was now about 2:30 am and despite that, it was still surprisingly warm as I ticked off mile after mile though the barren sage brush plains. Warm enough in fact that my thin, smooth, 19 year old and very boyish body was attired only in a pair of jogging shorts and sneakers. Sweat still beaded up on my skin since the air conditioner in this junk heap had gone out. Gas may have been keeping the car running but I was being powered by the caffeine of energy drinks. But what goes in must eventually come out and my bladder had been telling me for some time it needed relief. I had considered just pulling over and doing the deed on the side of the road but there were two problems with that. One was I had been warned by a local at my last gas stop that this stretch attracted a great many rattlesnakes at night who liked to warm their bellies on the pavement. The other was that the shorts I had on didn’t have a fly so I would have to drop them and be butt naked while I took my piss.

Just when I had almost consigned myself to having to do this despite the risks, a most welcome sign appeared in my headlights saying,” Rest Area One Mile”. I could hardly believe my luck and it seemed a very long mile indeed. Finally it appeared and I pulled in and parked in front of the rather small restroom building whose lights seemed like a beacon of hope. The sound of chirping crickets was nearly deafening as I got out, briefly stretched, and then almost sprinted to the men’s room. The room was an older style and fairly small, with beige tiled walls, two wash basins were directly ahead of me as I entered, about two feet to their left the were two small porcelain urinals, and to their left was a single toilet with a partition but no door.

I made a beeline to the first urinal and it being the middle of the night, I didn’t hesitate at all in dropping my shorts to the floor and standing virtually naked before the porcelain savior before me.