down, saw it up and leave it for campers. No wonder he was in such good shape. Ben said that he could hardly keep up with the supply and demand in the area.

I finished my stew and thanked him again. He took the dishes over to the sink and washed them out. All the time, I was watching that beautiful body move. There was a symphony to his movements. This guy was so sexy, I could hardly keep from getting a hard on while watching him. Thank God, the bathrobe was huge because I sprang a boner a couple of times that night and the bathrobe covered all traces of my excitement. Ben got on the phone and called the motel. "Myrtle? Ben here. You have a Mark Jamison to check in tonight but he is at my place. Ran out of gas so, just cancel out his room, Okay? Okay. Night Myrtle." He hung up the phone and turned to me, "Well, that's taken care of."

We sat there for about an hour, talking about city life and country life. His was the best of two worlds. Free to do his work whenever he wanted and having time off during the snow season. I, on the other hand, worked 5 days a week and sometimes 6. My job didn't pay that much but it afforded me to have a nice apartment and save a little money for luxuries.

It was getting close to 10:00 and Ben said he was going to take a shower. He said if I was tired, just go hop into the bed. I agreed and he got up and walked over to his bedroom area and started removing his clothes. Yes, when he removed the t-shirt, I almost gulped. Indeed, his muscles were toned and again, I immediately got a hard-on. His back was to me when he removed his Levi's. He stood there, in his Jockey shorts, folding his Levi's and bent over to put them on a chair. That bubble butt made my cock jump. Next, he slid his shorts off. His back was still to me so I couldn't see his package. He headed towards the bathroom and I caught a glimpse of his flaccid cock and huge balls.

I heard the shower go on and he started singing in his low voice. He couldn't carry a tune if it were in a bucket but who cared? He was happy. I made my way over to the bed and pulled the covers back. I crawled under the sheets and pulled the blanket up. It was very toasty warm and I luxuriated the comfort. With in about 5 minutes, Ben came out of the bathroom. He was drying his hair and walked over to the fireplace to finish drying his body. His cock hung down and looked to be a little fluffed to a semi-hard on. It looked to be at least 7 inches. I figured he must have been washing his cock and got a little turned on.

He put his towel over the chair next to the fireplace, reached over and turned the lamp off. The glow from the fireplace showed his silhouette as he made his way over to the bed. He crawled under the covers and I felt his leg brush against mine. Now, I was really hard and excited. I think I must have trembled with the excitement because he asked if I was still cold. I told him that I was very comfortable and would probably