National Parks Treks, tracks tricks across America

Part One

By Paco Prado

There is difference between a pistol and a gun and a cannon and a missile. You might not think it is important, as so many say that size doesn’t make a difference; but I will disagree. When I have been fucked I have enjoyed it that much more if the dude is big. If he is bigger than I am, I have an inclination to allow him to be the top. I know that initially the pain is greater, but when you get right down to it when the pleasure starts it is mind blowing.

Now, having said that, because I am such a cum pig, I will suck anybody’s cock without hesitation, be it big or small. I particularly like to be fucking a very butch guy with a big dick and sucking him at the same time until he cums. That is one of my specialties because I am flexible, I can even do auto fellatio if I can’t get a trick. Following is the accounts of all the cats I encountered in my travels.

In my many travels throughout America I really only had been to cities. I have yet to know our national parks and the beautiful scenery that the American country side has to offer. With the exception of my trip from Los Angeles up to Seattle by truck, that is really the only trip I have taken where I actually stopped long enough to smell the roses.

But I am bringing a solution to that and have planned a super road trip that will include Yosemite, Sequoia, the Grand Canyon, Death Valley, the Finger Lakes, Vermont and the Appalachian Mountains to end in Miami at the end of approximately 3 months.

This is a luxury I had not been able to afford money wise or time wise up until now. I have purchased a 36.5 ft. Class A for $ 49,900 I had to pick it up in Charleston, South Carolina where I started my adventure.

Since I was planning on doing it the other way around starting in California, I had to alter the sequence and begin the trip in South Carolina. Here is what the trip advisor sent me:

Origination: Charleston, SC

Destination: Roanoke, VA

This Route Distance: 794 km. This 10:11

Route Preferences: Favor Scenic Roads

Enroute Facilities: Campgrounds & Cabins, National Parks, Travel Plazas

Total Trip Distance: 794 km. Total Trip Driving Time: 10:11

Accumulated Remaining

Kilometers Time Enroute Directions Kilometers Time

INCLUDES THESE ROAD ADVISORIES & DISPLAY OPTIONS:

~STEEP GRADES -indicated by: (MDA)#

For descriptions of these steep grades get our

***DISTANCE DISPLAYED IN KILOMETERS***

HIGHWAY DISTANCE: 658 CITY DISTANCE: 136

0 0:00 Starting at: Broad St & Meeting St 794 10:11

Start North on Meeting St for 2.4km

2 0:03 Junction With US 17 792 10:08

Turn West on US 17 for 0.1km

3 0:03 Junction With I-26 791 10:08

Cont. West on I-26 for 20km

16 0:11 Charles Pinckney National Historic Site (SC) 778 10:00

16 0:11 Ft Moultrie National Monument (SC) 778 10:00

16 0:11 Ft Sumter National Monument - Ferry (SC) 778 10:00

23 0:15 Junction With I-26sp 771 9:56

Turn East on I-26sp for 1.3km

24 0:15 Junction With US 52 770 9:56

Turn North on US 52 for 29km

51 0:32 CO-OP #2666 -MONCKS CORNER (SC) 743 9:39

53 0:34 Junction With Rt 6 741 9:37

Turn West on Rt 6 for 66km

119 1:28 Junction With US 15 675 8:43

Turn South on US 15 for 0.5km

119 1:28 Junction With Rt 6 675 8:43

Turn West on Rt 6 for 35km

134 1:40 Mounaineer Motel Campground #1441 -Camer(SC) 660 8:31

155 1:57 Sweetwater Lake Campground -St. Matthews(SC) 639 8:14

155 1:57 Junction With US 601 639 8:14

Turn North on US 601 for 40km

195 2:26 Junction With US 76 599 7:45

Turn West on US 76 for 27km

203 2:31 Congaree Swamp National Monument (SC) 591 7:40

206 2:33 Approaching Vicinity of Columbia SC 588 7:38

216 2:41 CORNER PANTRY #113 -COLUMBIA (SC) 578 7:30

221 2:47 Junction With I-77 573 7:24

Turn North on I-77 for 252km

239 2:58 CORNER PANTRY #114 -COLUMBIA (SC) 555 7:13

322 3:42 Approaching Vicinity of Rock Hill SC 472 6:29

339 3:52 ONE SMART STOP -ROCK HILL (SC) 455 6:19

346 3:56 Regent Park SPM Defender -Fort Mill (SC) 448 6:15

355 4:01 Entering North Carolina (max speed limit 70 mph) 439 6:10

357 4:02 Quick Fuel-Texland Blvd #26 -Charlotte (NC) 437 6:09

357 4:02 Approaching Vicinity of Charlotte NC 437 6:09

375 4:14 Pilot Oil #275 -Charlotte (NC) 419 5:57

376 4:14 Circle K #5358 -Charlotte (NC) 418 5:57

422 4:39 Wilco Trvl Plz #357 -Troutman (NC) 372 5:32

474 5:06 Fast Track #143 -Hamptonville (NC) 320 5:05

474 5:06 Junction With US 421 320 5:05

Cont. North on US 421 for 70km

516 5:29 Fast Track #142 -Wilkesboro (NC) 278 4:42

516 5:29 Mountain Directory Advisory (MDA) # NC7 278 4:42

543 5:47 Junction With Blue Ridge Pkwy 251 4:24

Cont. North on Blue Ridge Pkwy for 242km

601 6:47 River Camp USA -Piney Creek (NC) 193 3:24

634 7:22 Entering Virginia (max speed limit 65 mph) 160 2:49

768 9:43 Approaching Vicinity of Roanoke VA 26 0:28

785 10:04 Booker T Washington National Monument (VA) 9 0:07

785 10:04 Junction With US 220 9 0:07

Cont. North on US 220 for 2.8km

788 10:07 Pilot Oil #108 -Roanoke (VA) 6 0:04

788 10:07 Junction With I-581 6 0:04

Cont. North on I-581 for 6km

794 10:11 End of Trip

From Roanoke I would then travel to begin a hike after leaving the camper in a secure camping site in Catawba and venture into Jefferson National Forest. I had no idea how long it was going to take or if I would get tired and had to turn around, but the uncertainty of not knowing was what made it exciting. I was carrying a pretty heavy backpack with supplies for two days. I figure that I would be able to replenish some as I went along because there are places along the trail in the form of country stores where the trail meets with some rural highway.

It is always better to do this with other people and at the start of my trip I met a couple on their honeymoon and a single guy who was absolutely divine. I hoped he was gay. His name was Murphy, perhaps that was his last name; a graduate student at Virginia Tech he was hiking the whole Appalachian trail and had gotten this far when he caught up with our group.

There were three others that joined our cozy troop: one very butch dike from Pensacola and two older men who stank of high heaven, they were a product of the hippie movement of the 60’s. I can only estimate their age to be In the late sixties, but they were lovers for sure, at least fuck buddies.

Before the day was over we met up with two more people and we barely made it to the designated campground in time for the night to blind us with its foreboding darkness which we dared to sabotage with a very healthy camp fire. It was one of the few spots where a fire was allowed. We all set our sleeping bags around it and after some story telling and conversation, we started to drop one by one into the arms of Morpheus.

The next morning, as we were trying to sleep away our fatigue, the unforgiving sun was already peeking in the horizon. The evening had been very cool, unusually so for a summer day. But now one of the couples had made a very large pot of coffee and it was enough for everyone. I have no idea who kept the fire going during the night but at the time I woke up it was roaring again.

We all set out back on the trail at different times. I was left with the original honeymoon couple and Murphy. Two and a half hours on the trail, we stopped to rest. Down the ravine we could see a very pristine lake and Murphy and I decided to go and explore it.

When we reached the bottom and the edge of the lake, Murphy just took off all of his clothes in front of me and ran towards the water. He jumped in and immediately after came back out to let out a scream:”shit, it’s fucking cold” I thought: well, what did he expect? The temperature that night, up in the mountains had surely dropped to about 55 degrees.

He then came back out of the water and put on some shorts. We sat by some rocks where there was a waterfall nearby. We were attracted by the sound of the falling water and went to investigate. It was a lovely spot and he was one hot dude. I could see him now in all his glory. He had a scraggly beard and a moustache and dark, penetrating eyes. The body was athletic and very well proportioned. He then went and stood under the waterfall and that too he said was cold, but not as cold as the lake. I suppose that as the water runs it also has a chance to get warm from the sun. Still, it was in the sixties, far too cold for me to enjoy; but I was sure enjoying the show Murphy was putting on for me.

I took off my clothes, yes, all of it, and stood in front of Murphy totally naked pretending to go and stand under the waterfall. I only got my head wet, I stepped out so fast it wasn’t even funny. He laughed and called me a woozy. I told him I was a tropical boy from Cuba and I wasn’t used to freezing my ass off.

Then Murphy noticed my semi-erect cock. He commented: “I can see how Cuban you are. Aren’t Cubans supposed to have big dicks?”

He was still standing under the waterfall and said: “look man, I am not half as big as you are and I consider myself well hung” His little demonstration backfired on him as his dick started to get hard. I looked at it and mine also began to get hard. Murphy smiled. He knew I was getting excited although my leg prevented him from seeing the full extent of my erection as I sat on one of the rocks facing him sideways.

“Are you going to let me see it hard?” He said.

“Sure, knock yourself out” and I turned completely to face him and even opened my legs in a very daring move.

Murphy then said: “mind if I touch it?”

I just nodded my head from side to side not saying a word. I know from past experience that my dick is like shit for flies. It attracts even the most fanatical heterosexual.

“That is one big mother fucker” as Murphy wrapped not one hand but both hands around my cock.

I said: “you want to suck it?”

Murphy hesitated a little then just got nearer and almost at eye level with my cock. I knew he would suck it he just needed a little encouragement.

I just bent a little my legs and positioned myself right in front of his face where my cock was touching his lips.

Murphy actually grabbed again and now peeled back the foreskin. I pushed forward some more and it was now pressing against his lips. He licked the pre-cum with his tongue and said: “that is not bad tasting, it is not gross at all” and he then got my dick in his mouth.

It was magic, for him because he got it all in, all the way down his throat and he was a natural cock sucker. He came up for air and commented: “I can’t believe I am sucking another dude’s dick” and went right back with twice the enthusiasm, now he was cramming it all the way as far as it could go and had absolutely no gag reflex. He is lucky, I was sucking cock for a few years before I was able to overcome that obstacle.

Me- “Murphy, that feels so good, you have no idea”

Murphy- “Oh, I know, I have gotten quite a few blow jobs myself, so I have an idea what to do” and returned my dick into his mouth.

Me- “Yeah, but you don’t know that you are good, actually, you are giving me the best head I have had in a long time, ah, ah, oh, oh, yes, suck my dick, oh, oh, shit, oh, oh, my, oh, you are going to make me cum, ah, ah, oh fuck, ah, ah, I’m going to shoot, oh, oh, aaaaaaaaahhhh, uhmmm, ohhh, there it goes.

Murphy took all my cum in his mouth and he hesitated, I think he was trying to determine if it was gross or if it tasted good. He swallowed after tasting it and obviously approving. He drank it all.

We returned to where we left the honeymoon couple but they were gone. We never saw them again. I guess they just decided to make it on their own and kept on hiking. After a grueling climb, we were exhausted, we tried as best we could and we were slowing down. Then we saw where there was a road crossing and a few businesses one of which was a motel. I suggested we stay the night and get back in the morning rather than camping out. Murphy was more than happy to agree with that idea.

We fell into a deep sleep on the bed next to each other even though there was a second bed. Sometime during the night Murphy wakes up and starts to cuddle; one thing led to another and we were making out like crazy. He said that he had never kissed another guy either. I said to him that was not the only one thing that was going to be a first for him because I intended to pop his cherry.

Murphy gave me a very strange look but then said: “well, I suppose if I am going to lose my virginity it might as well be with some real hot stud like you” He went down on me again and I made him stop because it was my turn. I wanted to just worship his body, bite his nipples and lick his armpits. When I thought he was really turned on by what I was doing to him, and let me tell you, his armpits were absolutely fantastic; I made Murphy get on his four and I started to kiss his ass cheeks followed by a rim job. He told me then that he had never had that done either and it felt fantastic.

Murphy was at that point just whimpering and moaning from the ass eating. Eventually I inserted a finger and he did not even make a sound. After I had all three fingers there and his ass was puckering as I did so, he said that it felt so good he had no idea it was that way.

The fucking was inevitable as I inched towards his pucker and he was actually pulling me with both hands on my hips encouraging me to deflower him. I know that being big in a case like this can actually be a hindrance, but once I was able to penetrate him he felt the initial pain and took it like a man. I reassured him by kissing him on the neck and just not moving so he could get used to my cock.

Once that was accomplished, Murphy started to wiggle, wanting me to go deeper: “Oh, Paco, that is so incredible, put it in deeper, yes, oh, Jesus fucking Christ, that is so fantastic, yes, yes, oh, uhm, uhm, fuck my ass, yeah, that’s it, fuck me, fuck me man, don’t be afraid, I can take it, ah, ah, ah, oh shit, I’m going to shoot my wad”

Me- “Hold it, let me turn you around” and before he knew it he was on his back with his legs up in the air and begged me to fuck him some more. I waited a prudent period of time to let him cool off since I knew he would shoot at any moment then I invaded his asshole once more. This time I had no mercy, I was just plunging my cock into his boy pussy and taking it out again and again, my balls were making a slapping sound against his back side and Murphy once more said he was cumming, only this time I bent over to engulf his beautiful cock and when he came I was there to catch it.

Morning came much too soon and we went at it a couple of times after that. He said his asshole was sore. I can imagine it was after being fucked for the first time by an eleven inch dick. We had some breakfast at a McDonalds down the road and started on our trek back. A couple of times we went into the forest and sucked each other. That was what kept us going, one more blow job, one chance to quench our thirst for man juice.

We said our goodbyes when we reached Catawba and he continued to do the rest of the Appalachian Trail. I got in the motor home to find that someone had broken into it. Not much was taken, there really wasn’t that much to take but it pissed me off that after I paid extra money to have the motor home stored there that it should be broken into. I felt violated and cheated. But I continued on my way to New York and the Catskills. I spent the night in Poughkeepsie at a campground but it was filled with breeders and there was a public restroom that I went in and there was some activity. It seems like some of these breeder dads also like to get sucked off.

I went in the tearoom and there were a couple of guys hanging around, they looked older but were obviously doing each other when I walked in. I just went to the stall and unloaded while looking through the cracks between the door and the urinals.

They went back to what they were doing after they realized I was ok. But another guy walks in and this one I could see was really hot. The two older guys just left and I heard one say: let’s go to my truck, this place is too busy. The guy who came in was about 25 and had his shirt off. I suspect that he knew he had a nice body and needed to be noticed. He was wearing a wedding ring and looked very straight. But as he stood in front of the urinal he started to play with himself. He looked over to the stall where I was and I was clearly standing and looking through the cracks. He then stepped back a little to offer me an unobstructed view of his dick.

I came out of the stall, pretended to wash my face and looked again, this time he had turned around and was facing me sporting a hard on and his pants were almost falling barely hugging his hips. I walked over and grabbed his cock and went down on it after making sure he didn’t have a discharge. His was an eight inch cut dick but did not look mutilated, actually it was quite pretty. When I went down on him, he just laid his head back and he grabbed the back of my head and just fucked me in the mouth. He used my mouth as a fuck bag and within a minute and a half was just shooting his load that was of incredible abundance.

When he was shooting his wad a daddy type came in and he stopped cold in his tracks to witness the orgasm this guy was having in my mouth.

The intruder just stood there paralyzed, then he reacted by grabbing his crotch. This guy was not bad looking either only he was a little older, I would say about my age.

The intruder just walked over to where the two of us were and I guess he wanted to get sucked, but I had been squatting for so long that I had to get up. When this guy saw my huge cock, he went and grabbed it.

This dude was heavily tattooed and he took off his shirt and he just dropped his pants and came and pressed his body on to mine in a very sexy embrace that included the guy I just finished giving a blow job.

The intruder, after feeling my hard on against him, could not help himself and went down on me. I was so turned on by having all that jizz in my mouth that I think it only took him a minute to bring me to an orgasm.

I came up I-81 to Syracuse and stopped at a truck stop just outside the city Cannon's Travel Center (on State Fair Blvd in Syracuse), nothing out of the ordinary happened there.

I continued west to the Finger Lakes region in the morning and arrived at Launsberry Truck Stop in Nichols, near Ithaca. There I spent most of the day just catching up on my e-mails and resting. Later on in the afternoon, a guy pulling a small camper trailer parked on the spot right next to me. He was kind of a redneck type but sort of cute, a little on the chubby side yet hairy and with a beard. He came out drinking a beer and his pants were well beyond the ass crack, showing the butt cleavage.

My trailer trash neighbor saw me and he had a sip of his beer, went back inside the trailer and left the door open. I moved over to the window facing the door and could see he had pulled down his shorts and was playing with himself.

What I did next was to go to the window, raised the venetian blinds and stood there for a while sideways pretending not to see him. Then he came closer to the door with a raging hard on, kept playing with himself and then I dropped my pants. My dick popped out and I turned around so he could get a better look. He motioned with his hand for me to come over. I put my pants back up and walked up to his door, as I stood there, he said: “come on in, can I offer you a beer or would you like something else?”

I said: “No thanks, but I would like to have some of that pretty ass of yours”

Upon hearing this, he turned around and let me see his ass and it was pretty, very round and firm and he then said after seeing my cock: “My ass is hungry, you want to fuck this hungry ass?”

I said: “Don’t you want to suck me some first?”

He just knelt in front of me and I brought my dick to his mouth and he started to suck. He stopped and said: “that is one big, juicy cock, I can hardly wait to have it up my boy pussy” After he said that, he turned around and bent over, grabbed both ass cheeks with his hands and spread them to show me his pucker hole. It was pretty and pink, I could tell he would have a very tight ass, so I pulled a condom out of my pocket and put it on. It didn’t take long for him to receive and welcome my cock inside his asshole. He was as happy as a pig in shit, just expressing his pleasure with small grunts and little squeeks.

The fuck I gave that redneck boy was memorable, he came twice, once without touching himself and after I finally shot my load into the condom, I pulled out and he took off the rubber and drank the contents.

I left the site in the afternoon and he was still there. I noticed as I was pulling out that some dude was just walking into his trailer and he was holding his crotch. This guy was a bigger whore than me.

New York's Finger Lakes, located midway between New York City and Niagara Falls in west central New York State, represent one of the truly unspoiled vacation areas in the USA. Well known for its picturesque lakes, wineries and lush forests, the region offers many opportunities for recreational activity. It is home to 25 State Parks and a variety of museums and historic homes. The countryside is dotted with wineries, orchards, dairy farms, resorts and country inns. I intended to do as much as possible, the vineyards and wine tastings, perhaps purchase a few cases of wine and my next stop was

Conesus Lake

Then Hemlock Lake

Followed by Lake Canadice

And on to Lake Honeoye

Followed by Lake Canandaigua,

Lake Keuka

Lake Seneca

I left the camper in Ithaca and did all of the lakes on my Honda XR650R and right at the first lake I picked up this guy on a motorcycle that was doing the same thing and we agreed to do the lakes together. He was much older and I couldn’t tell if he was good looking or had a nice body, but he was good company.

We visited several vineyards and had some wine tastings. I did get to purchase three cases of wine which I would have them shipped as I could not possibly carry them on my motorcycle. The fellow I was traveling with was from Nova Scotia and had that Canadian habit of saying “heh” but he was absolutely charming and extremely educated. He was a professor at some college up there and had been married for twenty years and now was single again. He took off on a trip for the summer just like I was but his itinerary was different as he was already on his way back to Canada. I invited him over my motor home and he sat across from me and when I saw him up close he wasn’t half bad. As a matter of fact I thought he was very sexy.

The motor home was a little stuffy and certainly hot so we both took off our shirts after I saw that he had unbuttoned his and was sweating. I opened a bottle of Dom Perignon, because I felt the occasion was very special and I had 11 more stored under the carriage. He was very impressed by this and asked me if I was rich. I told him I was doing well and owned a few Health Spas and then he told me how he had lost so much in the divorce and still had underage children. On a professor’s salary he said it was difficult to make ends meet. He needed to get away for a while but could not afford all the expenses related to a vacation like air fare and hotels so he took off in his motorcycle.

When he opened his shirt I noticed a navel ring, so I asked him is there any other place you have piercings?

He said: “no, actually I had one in my ear, but I don’t have a Prince Albert, if that is what you are thinking”

Me- “I don’t believe you, you should show me”

He cracked up laughing but opened up his pants anyway and took out his dick. It was very white with a pink head, foreskin pulled back but it was thick and veiny. I thought it was a very nice cock and I told him. Furthermore, I also asked him if he was horny I would be more than happy to give him a blow job.

“knock yourself out, my cock is just throbbing and I am very horny” So I gave the professor the blow job his ex wife never gave him. He came very fast and could come again, only I had to leave so I could make it to Buffalo or somewhere close to Niagara Falls before night fall.

(to be continued)