Boy takes three cocks at once
Camping Trip
It was one of those beautiful crisp fall weeks we get in the Rockies. A freeze the week before had sent all of the tourists and campers scurrying home. Now Indian Summer had set in and it was warm and mild.
I packed my truck and drove up into the mountains west of Ft. Collins. I took an old logging road and found myself in a small little valley with a meadow a quiet flowing stream and aspens turning gold. I set up my solitary camp about midday and settled down. I got out the book I had brought along and sat back relaxing in the forest quiet.
Late in the afternoon the quiet was broken by the sound of engines coming up the road. Presently three motorcycles came around the curve. They pulled up next to my truck and the bikers dismounted. They were in many ways your typical stereotypical biker – leather pants and boots vests and T-shirts. The Continue reading »

