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The Snow Man Ch. 01

By: Orgone5



The Snow Man – Part 1

Alex was driving on the interstate about fifty miles west of Denver when the world turned white. First came the blanket of fog, then thin sheets of snow that blew in over the rocks on either side of the highway and drifted, snakelike, across the pavement. The snow flakes became bigger and heavier. Soon the road signs were unreadable and the drop-off beyond the guardrail disappeared into a featureless void. It was all Alex could do to keep his Blazer pointed in the tracks left by the truck ahead. 

Alex was a traveling salesman for a company that manufactured sports equipment. Standing at six feet and weighing 190 pounds on a muscular frame, he was the picture of a strong outdoorsman. His wide shoulders and blond hair gave him a rugged, masculine appearance that brought him plenty of stares from women, and with his easy-going personality he had all the customer accounts he could manage. But he wasn't happy in his job. He was weary of the constant travel and the petty dishonesties that make up a salesman's repertoire -- the pretenses, the empty promises, the insincere handshakes and smiles. Watching the snow drifting on the road, Alex felt a giddy sense of relief like a schoolboy who has learned that school has been cancelled. He'd have to get off the highway and find a safe place to wait out the storm. It was inconvenient, but at least he could spend the afternoon doing something different. 

Alex turned off at the next exit and saw a sign that said: "BRUSH CREEK 3 Miles." He'd never heard of Brush Creek before and the surroundings looked rather alien, but he had little choice. The roads were quickly becoming impassable. Gusts of wind buffeted the Blazer as he shifted into 4-wheel drive and steered around a sharp curve. Progress was slow and he'd traveled only about a mile when he saw a sports car on the side with its emergency lights flashing and a person, evidently the driver, making his way through the snow on foot. Alex stopped and rolled down his window. 

"Need help?" he yelled. 

"Car went in the ditch!" replied the man, gesturing. He had no coat or gloves and a cloud of vapor accompanied each word. "I'll have to get it towed, I think!"

"I'll give you a lift. Hop in before you freeze!" said Alex. 

Without further encouragement the man opened the door and climbed into the passenger seat. His teeth were chattering and he rubbed his hands over the dashboard vents. He was younger than Alex had first thought, perhaps 22, or 23. As a sporting goods salesman Alex was good at judging people's sizes and he estimated his passenger was about 5'9 and 160 pounds –suited for soccer if he played sports. His chestnut colored hair was thick and curly and he had clean-cut, almost delicate, features. The most striking thing about him, however, was his eyes. They were dark and intense, and darted quickly at his surroundings. Alex thought there was something unusual about the young man but couldn't put his finger on it. He was dressed inadequately in a ribbed navy pullover, denim jeans, running shoes and socks. He'd make a good model for L.L. Bean, thought Alex. 

"Man, I've never seen snow like this! I didn't know it could snow so much!" The young man spoke rapidly. His accent was mid-western but Alex judged he was from a big city. 

"You ought to have a coat, you know," said Alex. "Do you live around here?" 

"No," the young man replied, "I'm from Chicago. Going out to Utah for spring break. I left my coat at home. Stupid, huh?" 

Yes, it was stupid and it happened all the time. Folks who didn't live in the mountains didn't understand the dangers of late spring blizzards. Every year Alex read stories in the paper about travelers freezing to death in snow drifts. But there wasn't any point in giving lectures. 

"I think there's a town a mile or so ahead. Maybe somebody will have a tow truck." 

"Gosh, I hope so!" replied his passenger. They looked at each other and the young man smiled, showing an even row of perfect, sparkling white teeth. "Hey, my name's Rob," he said, and held out his hand. "Nice to meet you!"

* * *

Brush Creek was an old mining town situated in a narrow valley with one road leading in and one going out. Like most mining towns it had seen better days. Many older buildings were abandoned, but there seemed to be a community hanging on with a block of businesses and some modest ranch houses. They passed a McDonalds on the edge of town and saw a gas station which Alex pulled into to inquire about a tow truck. The proprietor, a middle-aged man with tattoos on both arms, informed them that the town's only tow truck was out on an emergency run for the state police, so it looked like Rob's car might remain buried for a while. 

Leaving the Blazer at the gas station, Alex and his companion walked down the main street. The air was iron-cold and the snow felt like needles on their skin. In the middle of the block they spotted a diner that was open and they went inside and ordered coffee. They were the only customers. 

While they sat talking, Alex described his job as a traveling salesman and Rob related that he lived in Chicago near Lincoln Park and waited tables for a living while he took writing classes at the University of Chicago. He wanted to become a novelist. Despite their differences in age and occupation, it took no effort to keep the conversation going. They laughed and talked easily, like old friends.

When the waitress, a buxom redhead, refilled their coffee cups Alex said he needed to use the pay phone. "My wife thinks I'm going to Ft. Collins tonight," he said. "She gets bent out of shape if I don't report in." 

"How long have you been married?" Rob asked. 

"Seven years," replied Alex, feeling the gold band on his ring finger. "I got married when I graduated from college. No kids." He wanted to add that his marriage was rockier than the Grand Tetons, but he didn't like to burden strangers with his personal problems. "How about you?" 

Rob took a drink of coffee and paused, waiting for the waitress to leave before he answered. "I'm not married," he said finally. "I have a boyfriend back in Chicago." 

"Oh," said Alex. "I see." They exchanged a long look and Alex could tell that Rob was watching his reaction. He excused himself and got up to use the phone. 

"I must be blind," thought Alex as he dialed his home phone number. The clues were obvious – the Abercrombie and Fitch clothes, the eye contacts. On some level he had seen the signals. But he tried to put it out of his mind. After six rings the answering machine came on and Alex spoke into the receiver. He left a message telling Judy he was caught in an unexpected snow storm and described where he was. He didn't say anything about meeting Rob, though, knowing it wouldn't make any difference to her. When he returned to the table he saw that Rob was still watching him. 

As they sat in silence, a man in a brown sheriff's uniform put his head in the front door. "Hey, Peg, they're shutting down the roads. They say we'll get three to five feet tonight. I'd close up early and skedaddle home if I was you!" He glanced at Alex and Rob but said nothing to them.

"Thanks, Ray," called the waitress. "I've got plenty of grub and a nice little cot in the back if I need it." She looked at Alex when she said this.

"I guess we're not going anywhere tonight," surmised Alex. 

"Nope," Rob agreed. "You think there's a motel around here?" 

"You could try the Melody Inn," said the waitress, who apparently had her ear cocked in their direction. "It's just around the corner from the McDonalds. That's where most out-of-towners stay, not that we get many. You boys picked a pretty out-of-the-way place to get stuck in a blizzard!" she added, laughing. 

Alex and Rob looked at each other and shook their heads. Alex left five dollars on the table when they paid their check. 

(To be continued)

The Snow Man Ch. 02



The main street of Brush Creek was deserted now and the snow was not so much falling as blowing straight down, with occasional shifts to a horizontal direction when a strong gust of wind came along. Alex and Rob located the Melody Inn behind the McDonalds and got the Blazer into the unplowed parking lot with some difficulty. It was one of those old-fashioned motels where you park outside your door, and although it was still afternoon it looked like most of the rooms were occupied. At one end of the building was a small office, and inside the office was a skinny, balding clerk sitting by a portable electric heater with a hand-rolled cigarette in his mouth. 

"Well this is yer lucky day, fellers! I got one room left for ya!" 

"We need two, actually," said Alex, gesturing at Rob. 

The clerk spit a mote of tobacco on the floor and shook his head. "I just have the one," he said. "Rest are taken. It's a decent room, nice and cozy for a couple cowboys like you." He snickered as if he'd said something funny. 

"Why don't you take it, Alex," said Rob. "You've played good Samaritan enough for one day. I'll find someplace else to stay." 

"You're crazy. There isn't any place else to stay in this God-forsaken town." The assessment was confirmed by the clerk, who gave an expressionless shrug. "We can split the cost if it makes you feel better." 

"Are you sure you don't mind sharing a room with me?" Rob asked hesitantly.

"I think it'll work out," said Alex.

Alex paid for one night with his credit card and retrieved his suitcase from the Blazer. When they entered their room, they discovered that the clerk had failed to mention one little detail, although under the circumstances it probably wouldn't have made any difference in their decision: the room had only one bed. And it was a standard size double bed, which would be cramped enough for a married couple let alone two men. Rob and Alex looked at the bed and laughed. 

"What do we do now?" asked Alex. 

"I guess I could sleep on the floor," said Rob reluctantly.

"Watch out for rattlesnakes," said Alex.

Rob looked up in alarm. "Are you serious? Are there snakes here?"

Alex punched Rob on the arm and laughed. "I've got some soap and mouthwash if you need it," he said, rummaging through his suitcase. "Toothpaste. Shampoo. Snake repellant."

"You must have been a boy scout," said Rob. 

"Yeah. I've got an extra pair of underwear, too, if you need it. May be too big for you." 

Rob laughed. 

Once again Alex noticed that Rob was watching him as if he were waiting for something. It made Alex a little uncomfortable. "Listen, Rob, let me get something out of the way. I don't have any problem with your being gay or whatever.. . . in case you were wondering." 

"I didn't think so," said Rob. "You seemed pretty cool about it." 

"I know some guys would have a hard time handling it, but it doesn't bother me." As Alex said this he walked to the window and looked at the snow mounding up on the cars in the parking lot. "Actually, when I was younger I was a little curious about gay stuff," he added. 

"What do you mean?" asked Rob.

Alex kept looking outside. "Jeez, it's kind of embarrassing," he said. "I don't know why I brought it up. I never told anybody this before. Anyway, I was just curious -- you know? When I was in high school I had a friend who was gay. We talked about it sometimes. I used to wonder what it would be like, to be like him." His voice trail off and he cleared his throat. "Listen, I'm just rambling. I didn't mean to start talking about that crap. Just forget I said anything about it." 

Rob sat on the edge of the bed and watched Alex thoughtfully. "I don't want to piss you off or anything. I mean, we hardly know each other. But can I ask you a personal question?"

"I suppose."

"Did you ever do anything with your friend?"

"Do what?" Alex was flustered. 

"Hook up. Fool around."

"No!"

"Did you ever want to?"

"Huh?" Alex's breath caught in his chest. He couldn't believe he was having this conversation! He didn't like talking about such personal things, but there was something about Rob that made him want to open up. It was weird. And anyway, they'd probably never see each other again after this blizzard, so why should he lie? "Look," he said abruptly, "I'd be a liar if I said I never thought about it. Yeah, I thought about it. But I liked girls, and I ended up getting married." 

Rob nodded. "I had a feeling about you when you picked me up this afternoon." 

Alex now turned from the window. "You had a feeling about me? What's that supposed to mean?" 

"I dunno. I guess it was the way you looked at me or something. I thought you might be interested." 

Alex shook his head. "Sorry, dude, I can't go there."

Rob rubbed his chin. "Look. I believe in laying all the cards out on the table, okay? I know we don't know each other very well, but I was never good at hiding things so I'm just going to put it out there. No offense, okay?"

"Okay." 

"I think you're hotter than hell. I'd hook up with you anytime."

Alex's felt a knot in his stomach as if somebody had punched him. He didn't know whether to be flattered or angry, but either way he figured the conversation was going in the wrong direction. "I'm married," he repeated. "I don't cheat on my wife."

"To tell the truth, I think married guys are the hottest. And I have a boyfriend back home, too. Sometimes you just gotta do what you gotta do," said Rob. 

"Oh Jeezus!" Alex was too embarrassed to meet Rob's eyes now and he was running out of things to say. 

Rob got up from the bed and Alex knew he was standing nearby, but he kept staring out the window. Snow was covering all the familiar objects outside and the whole landscape looked different. Everything was grey and blurry Even the light was different. It was strange how a snow storm changed everything. 

"They say no two snowflakes are exactly alike," said Rob. 

Abruptly Alex turned to his younger companion. "I thought it would go away, you know. But it didn't. Even after seven years of marriage. I probably never should have gotten married in the first place. I never had the guts to do anything about it." 

Rob put his hand out and gently touched Alex's forearm. "You have great arms, you know that? You must work out a lot." Then he added: "There's nothing to be scared of. It's just who you are." 

Rob kicked off one of his running shoes, and then the other, and stood beside Alex in his stocking feet. 

"What are you going to do?" asked Alex.

Rob shrugged and pulled his navy blue sweater over his head, shivering as he pulled his arms from the sleeves. "Jeez, it's cold in here! I guess we were lucky to find this place but it sorta reminds me of that Alfred Hitchcock movie." 

"Psycho?" asked Alex. 

"Yeah. The motel where the crazy guy stabs the chick in the shower and blood goes everywhere." 

Alex shivered and drew the drapes closed. 

"I doubt anyone's watching," said Rob. "Who cares anyway? Nobody knows us here." He unfastened his leather belt and let the ends hang down from the loops of his jeans. Alex was staring now and Rob knew it. He reached slowly for his zipper. It made a little ratchety noise as the fly opened. Then he pushed his jeans down over his hips and kicked them down to the floor so that he was standing in his white cotton briefs. "Brrr. We gotta turn the heat up in here!" 

Alex knew it was impolite to stare but he couldn't help it. Rob had an amazingly beautiful body, like one of those Olympic athletes that the Greeks made statues of. His arms and legs were solid muscle, his stomach was flat and his waist as slim as a runner's. In the dim light of the motel room his skin seemed to glow like marble. 

"So, what do you think?" asked Rob.

Alex had to clear his throat. He voice was shaky. "Pretty nice," he whispered. 

Rob looked up into Alex's eyes. "Your wife is never going to know, dude. Nobody in the world will know. It's just between you and me, okay?" 

Alex shut his eyes and sighed. How many times had he secretly fantasized about an encounter like this? How many times had he tossed and turned in his bed, battling thoughts of naked men that made him feel so ashamed? And now this gorgeous young hunk was standing here taking off his clothes, daring Alex to look! 

"There's nothing to be afraid of," said Rob, "You can look. You can touch, too, if you want." 

With a slight, teasing smile the young man stepped closer and brushed the front of his body against Alex. Alex felt something hard touch his thigh. Oh God, he thought: Was this really happening?

"You're getting me hard, man," murmured Rob. Indeed, Alex could see that Rob was aroused. His erection was pushing out the front of his briefs. "You want to touch it?" 

With his heart pounding wildly, Alex reached down and touched the elastic waistband of Rob's briefs with his fingertips. He couldn't believe he was doing this. Men weren't supposed to do this kind of thing with other men. But he didn't seem to have any self control. 

"I'm here for you, man," murmured Rob. "Go ahead, it feels good!" 

Alex put the palm of his hand against Rob's crotch and felt the hard knob there. At the same time, Rob reached out and cupped his hand over Alex's zipper. Instantly Alex felt his penis pulse inside his shorts. Rob had barely touched him but it felt like an electric charge. 

"Oh Jeezus," Alex groaned. He grabbed Rob's wrist and held it tight. He was going to push him away, but his muscles seemed frozen. 

"You can't ever tell anyone about this!" he whispered. 

And still grasping the younger man's wrist, he pulled him closer. 

* * * 

(To be continued) 



The Snow Man Ch. 03



Now that the implications of this unplanned sojourn were fully understood, it was younger man who took control of the situation. This was natural, considering that Alex had little sexual experience with men and didn't know what to do. 

"Let's take it slow," said Rob, smiling. "You have a lot of catching up to do, but we have all night." 

Alex felt that he was completely at Rob's mercy now. And as pliable as putty. 

With little fuss Rob removed his socks and pushed Alex toward the side of the bed. When Alex sat, Rob pushed his briefs over his hips. He didn't mind showing off his body. His penis sprang out from between his legs, long and beautiful, with a nicely shaped circumcised head. He had a small bush of dark pubic hair, almost black, which he kept trimmed, and an impressively large set of balls hanging down between his thighs like a pair of goose eggs. He was a bit of a tease and decided to put on a little show for Alex. 

"Here's my dick, man. It's all yours if you want it." 

Alex couldn't take his eyes from the lower half of Rob's body. 

"I bet you used to watch the boys in the locker room at school, right? I bet you liked to see their dicks. Well here's a nice dick for you." Rob pushed the front of his body forward, letting his penis bob up and down, and he teased Alex by emphasizing the word dick every time he said it. 

Alex couldn't remember ever seeing another man's erection before and stared at Rob's. It had a slight upward curve and the dusky head was very large, with a deeply indented slit. "God, it's beautiful," he murmured.

"Yeah, I bet you have a nice one, too. You gonna let me see it?" Without waiting for an answer, Rob knelt on the floor beside the bed and began to tug at Alex's trousers. Alex made no objection and Rob took his time, rubbing his hands over Alex's thighs and tugging playfully on the zipper. After a few minutes he got Alex's fly open and eased his cock out. 

"Jeesus," said Rob, impressed. "Man, are you hung!" Alex's organ, when erect, was every bit of eight inches long and very thick. Like Rob, he was circumcised and had a lovely round German helmet that flared out impressively. Unlike Rob, Alex had never trimmed his pubic hair and his bush grew luxuriantly like a golden jungle between his legs, spilling over the tops of his thighs and inching up his belly towards his navel. Now it was Rob's turn to grow excited as he admired Alex's sexual equipment. 

"Alex, you are so fucking hot, do you know that? I figured you had a big cock, but Jeez! Look at that thing!"

Alex couldn't help but feel a little proud hearing this compliment and leaned back to let Rob examine him. His penis was standing up like a flagpole in his lap now, and it was so engorged with blood that the head was shiny and purple. 

Rob reached forward and grasped the shaft of Alex's organ in his hand. He squeezed it firmly and stroked it up and down a few times. "I want to be the first guy to go down on you, okay? Sit back and let me blow you a little." Before Alex could think of anything to say, Rob was down on his knees. "God, you smell good," he whispered. He put his nose to Alex's erection and sniffed at it. "You smell like a real man." 

Rob liked to watch a partner's facial expression when he went down on him, and he was especially interested in seeing Alex's reaction. Keeping his eyes raised to Alex's face, he opened his mouth and ran his tongue over the head of the penis, letting his tongue glide around the ridge where the head joined the shaft. 

"Jee-sus Christ," Alex gasped. 

Rob licked the slit on the head, trying to taste any juice that might be there. Then he worked some saliva on it and began to move up and down, letting the big mushroom head slide in and out of his mouth. This motion caused Alex to shut his eyes and groan. With the skill of an experienced dicksucker Rob tightened his lips around the shaft and began to suck. 

Alex had had a few blow jobs before, but nothing like this. Rob's mouth felt like liquid velvet on his organ and the sensation was astonishing! Judy would give Alex a blow job occasionally, but she always acted as though it were an unpleasant task. She would take a few inches of his organ into her mouth and make a face as if it were distasteful, and she never let him ejaculate that way. Rob, on the other hand, was sucking him all the way down with great relish and using his tongue to stimulate him at the same time. Normally he didn't have any trouble controlling himself, but in his present state of excitement he knew he couldn't take this kind of stimulation for very long. He was worried what would happen if he started to ejaculate. 

"If you keep doing that I'm going to come," he whispered. 

Rob released Alex's penis from his mouth. "We're not ready for that. I don't want you to come yet. But I just had to taste you. You are so fucking beautiful!" 

"I never felt anything like that in my life!" whispered Alex.

"Yeah. Most girls don't know how to suck dick. You need a man to do it right," Rob said, smiling. 

"Do you blow a lot of guys?" 

"Whenever I get the chance." 

"Do you blow your boyfriend?"

"Sure. Your dick is about twice as big, though."

Rob took Alex's penis in his mouth again, more gently this time, and let the long pole of meat slide all the way to the back of this throat. He held it in his mouth that way for a moment before letting it go, trailing a string of saliva. He wanted Alex to pump a load of cum into his mouth, but that would come in due time. 

"Stand up," said Rob, red in the face. "We need to get all your clothes off. I want to see everything you've got." 

* * *

(To be continued) 



The Snow Man Ch. 04



Standing naked in the middle of the motel room, Alex had never felt so awkward in his life. But he was beginning to realize that there were worse things than feeling embarrassed. And he was beginning to trust Rob. Rob was naked, too, and seemed very relaxed. Alex didn't think the young man would intentionally embarrass or betray him. 

Alex now saw that a door, which had been locked and bolted his entire life, was suddenly opening up for him. He had been afraid of the door all his life. He didn't know what was on the other side, but he was gathering the courage to find out. And Rob was showing him the way. 

Standing by the bed the two men embraced and Alex experienced for the first time the incredible sensation of being naked with another man, pressing his body against another man's body and letting every nerve ending perform the function that nature had intended it to do. It felt so incredibly different! In place of protruding, pillow-like breasts were flat nipples and hard muscles. The hips were narrow, not wide, and the buttocks were small and powerful. Rob's arms and legs were covered with very fine hair, as were the lower part of his buttocks, and his shoulders were strong and square. 

Rob rubbed the lower part of his body against Alex's and so that their penises rubbed together, and it was amazing! Alex was startled to feel how long and hard Rob's erection was. He reminded him of two swordsmen crossing weapons. 

"I can't believe this," whispered Alex. "I can't believe how incredible this is."

"I guess you like it, huh?" said Rob. 

"Hell, yeah!" admitted Alex. "I can't believe how good you feel." 

"I'm right here for you," replied Rob, soothingly. "I'm glad to be your first guy. Tell me what you want and I'll do it." 

At that moment, Alex wanted nothing but to hold Rob in his arms and feel his nakedness. As they hugged, Rob turned so that his back was facing Alex and Alex, by reaching under his arms, could run his hands over the entire front of the young man's body. He marveled at the smoothness of Rob's muscles, the firmness of his ass. He toyed with Rob's nipples for a moment and felt them harden with arousal. Then he felt Rob's navel, a tiny dimple in his belly just big enough to insert the tip of his finger in, and went down lower until he felt an edge of course pubic hair. He was still too shy to put hand down any farther, but he was anxious to explore that private zone between Rob's legs. 

"There's a shower in the bathroom," said Rob. "We could go in there and get lathered up if you want to." 

"Seriously?"

"Sure. It's sexy, and it might help you relax." 

Alex wasn't sure he wanted to relax, but the idea of a shower sounded great. It reminded him of the days when they went to gym class in high school. After calisthenics the boys would crowd into the communal shower room and it was no secret that some would get excited there. Alex had never seen it happen, but there were stories about unlucky boys who got an erection and never lived it down. They were tagged as queers and fags for as long as they stayed in school, and their lives were often made miserable. Alex knew it could happen to him, so he was always careful not to let his eyes stray. 

"Okay, let's do it," said Alex, trying not to show his excitement. What did he have to fear now? He followed Rob into the bathroom with his erection bobbing in front of him. 

The bathroom was small and dingy and the stains in the fixtures were no credit to the housekeeping staff, but the old-fashioned cast iron tub was big and roomy. There were towels and washcloths as well, and small bars of scented soap wrapped in paper. And the water spurting from the showerhead made plenty of steam. 

"You first," said Rob, laying out a towel. The shower was nice and warm. It felt natural to be naked in a shower. When Rob climbed in with him, Alex was grinning like a kid on Christmas morning.

Rob started by rubbing soap on a washcloth and working it gently over Alex's back and shoulders, giving him a soothing massage. Alex followed suit and they took turns lathering and rubbing each other, all the while admiring each other's masculine bodies. Arms and legs were scrubbed. Hairy armpits were lathered. And hands began finding their way into private places that boys are taught to wash well with soap and water. 

"Go ahead. Wash me down here," said Rob. 

Finding his nerve at last, Alex slid his hands between Rob's legs and soaped his crotch. Shy at first, he touched Rob's genitals very gently and cleaned them with plenty of soap and water. He took the penis in his curled fingers and lifted it up, letting it slide in his hand and noting with interest how it pulsed when he squeezed it. He cupped Rob's scrotum to feel how his balls dangled between his legs. He caressed the velvety skin and the curly pubic hair, and though Alex had all these things, it was still amazing to touch another man's body this way. It was like sharing delightful secrets with a favorite brother.

After soaping Rob's genitals, Alex ran a washcloth over his buttocks and felt how firm they were. Alex couldn't help noticing that Rob bent over slightly and shuddered. 

"You like that?" asked Alex. 

"Yeah," Rob said. "I like it when someone plays with my ass." 

Putting more of his inhibitions aside, Alex slipped a soapy finger between the cheeks of Rob's ass and pushed it between the two big muscles. Alex couldn't believe he was touching a man in such a personal way but he saw that Rob enjoyed it. Rob's ass was very smooth except for a small amount of fine, dark hair on each cheek down near his legs, which seemed to sprout out of his crack. Alex pushed a slippery finger there and felt a small depression which he realized was Rob's anus. It seemed embarrassing to touch a person there, but Rob made it obvious that he enjoyed it. Alex put more soap on the washcloth and rubbed it firmly between the cheeks, and Rob moaned with pleasure. 

Soon the two men embraced, sliding their bodies up and down, side to side, their skin shining and slippery with soap and water. Alex had never experienced such unbridled freedom before. Women, in their passive way, demanded that certain requirements of Romance always be met; sex was never without rules and limits. With Rob, however, everything felt free and easy – a simple celebration of their bodies. This is the way sex should always be, thought Alex. 

Both men were getting very hard again and began stroking each other now with soapy fists. Alex squeezed his fingers tightly around Rob's penis and felt it throb as he moved his hand. It was the most erotic thing Alex ever imagined. 

"Do you want to try kissing?" asked Rob. 

Alex hesitated. Maybe it won't be so bad, he thought. With trepidation he nodded.

Rob leaned over and put his lips lightly on Alex's. The sandpapery stubble on Rob's face surprised him, but it didn't turn him off. On the contrary, it seemed to heighten every sensation. As they rubbed cheeks, Alex had a sudden urge to kiss Rob harder on the lips and responded accordingly. 

"Wow!" murmured Rob, surprised at Alex's reaction. 

The two men gazed at each other and it seemed at that moment that a dam burst. Alex pulled Rob tightly against his body, searching hungrily for his mouth, and the two men started to kiss passionately, open-mouthed and eager. Rob's breath was warm and sweet. Alex felt Rob's tongue flicker into his mouth and he could hardly breathe. He knew this was what had been missing in his life. He needed to make love to a man and he didn't feel ashamed of it any more. 

Alex pushed his tongue as far as he could into Rob's mouth. Rob snorted and grunted in surprise. At the same time, Alex reached down and took Rob's penis in his hand, pumping it with firm strokes. He wanted to make Rob tremble and groan. 

Rob grasped Alex's erection as well and began jacking it, squeezing and pulling at the same time as if he were milking a cow. He was snorting loudly through his nostrils until Alex pulled his tongue away and both men gulped for air. Hands moved faster. Their murmurs turned to loud animal-like grunts and then the contractions came. Along with soap suds, Rob and Alex felt jets of hot cum splashing on their bellies. 

They kissed again. They pressed their bodies together and their climaxes seemed to go on forever.

* * *

(To be continued) 



The Snow Man Ch. 05



Later in the evening the two men were lying side by side on the bed. They were resting after their sex in the shower and the room was darker now; the light coming through the window was very faint. Rob was watching "Wheel of Fortune" on TV with the sound turned off and Alex was watching Rob, observing with fascination how long his eyelashes were. The heater at the far end of the room was humming steadily, making the room cozy. After their shower Alex had thought about calling Judy, but put it off. He didn't want to ruin the happy glow he was feeling. 

"Rob," asked Alex, "how old were you the first time you fooled around with a guy?" 

"About fourteen, I think," answered Rob. 

"Wow. Did you know you were gay then?" 

"No, but it didn't take long to figure it out." 

Alex lay quietly, thinking for a few minutes before he asked his next question: "Would you let me suck you?"

Rob turned his head. "You know, Alex, there are a few rules you have to learn if you want to be a queer. The first one is, never turn down a blow job." 

Alex smiled. "I always wondered what it would be like to suck a man. I fantasized about it sometimes. I knew some boys in school who talked about it, but I always figured they were joking." 

"They probably weren't joking. If you're curious, maybe it's time you learned." 

Rob sat up in bed and stuffed a pillow behind his head. He stretched his legs apart under the sheet and grinned at Alex. "Go for it!" he said matter-of-factly. 

Alex pulled the sheet aside. The dark triangle between Rob's thighs reminded him of a robin's nest in the crotch of a tree. His penis, with its fat bald head, was flopped over as if it were looking at Alex. In the dim light Alex imagined that he and Rob were on a camping tent and Rob was daring him to do something very dirty and disgusting. It made him smile. 

"So, should I just suck on it?" asked Alex. 

"Sure," said Rob. "Just don't bite." 

With trepidation Alex inched down in the bed until he was very near Rob's crotch. He put out his tongue and touched it to the tip of Rob's penis. "Tastes good," he whispered, trying to be funny. 

"Take it in your mouth," suggested Rob. 

Alex lifted Rob's penis and guided the end into his mouth. It felt soft and squishy at first, but it began to stiffen as Rob became aroused. It was very warm, and as it grew bigger it felt as if it were pushing into Alex's mouth all by itself. Alex gagged and pulled off. "Sorry," he said.

Rob didn't say anything. He closed his eyes and fondled himself, stroking his shaft and toying with his balls. It was his way of telling Alex he didn't need to suck if he didn't want to. But Alex was determined to do it. 

Rob's dick was getting erect so Alex edged up on the bed and laid his head on Rob's stomach, which was a better position. He opened his mouth and let the organ slide into his mouth, taking just an inch at a time. He took care to keep his lips over his teeth, so avoid any painful nicks. He explored the head with his tongue, sliding it over the slit and savoring the salty taste there. He felt Rob's encouraging hands press gently on the back of his head and took another inch, breathing through his nose. 

Rob's penis seemed much larger when Alex was trying to suck it. It throbbed and Alex could actually feel the blood pumping through the veins. Much to his relief his gag reflex began to subside and after a while he found he could comfortably take most of the shaft into his mouth without feeling like he was going to choke. This, in turn, allowed him to pay more attention to what he was doing with his lips and tongue. 

As he sucked, Alex noticed that Rob's body was exuding a different odor. The scent of soap was replaced by something more earthy – a musky, smutty smell. Alex realized that this was the smell of a man's crotch when he became sexually aroused. Unquestionably it was tantalizing! Why was it so exciting? Alex didn't know, but the combination of this crotch smell and the taste of Rob's sex organ in his mouth made his heart pound like a jackhammer. His interest in experiencing something was suddenly transformed into a desire to please, to provoke a response. He ran his tongue around his lips and took Rob's penis down his throat. 

"Yeah," said Rob. "Suck it, baby! That is sooo good!" 

Alex tried to get into a rhythm, but found that his neck muscles tired quickly. After a while he stopped bobbing his head and tried using his tongue instead. He ran his tongue up and down the sides of the shaft and then spread Rob's legs far apart to lick his balls. The crotch smell was stronger down there and he started licking the nuts all over with his tongue. It was intoxicating. He licked each ball and ran his tongue along both sides of the scrotum where the pubic hair became thick. 

"I want to suck you, too, Alex. Let's try this," said Rob, and without further explanation he swiveled 180 degrees on the bed so that his face was down in Alex's crotch. This was a revelation to Alex. He had never been in a sixty-nine position with anyone before. How convenient it was! 

"God!" Rob started deep-throating him again, taking all eight inches of his dick. At the same time was doing something with his tongue that sent shivers up and down Alex's spine. Clearly this was an expert cocksucker at work. As difficult as it was, Alex tried to focus his attention back on Rob's crotch. He took Rob's penis in his mouth once more and tried mimicking what Rob was doing to him down below his waist. 

For the next half hour the two men pleasured each other that way. They were able to hold their erections longer now, since they had previously had an orgasm in the shower, and this allowed an extended and relaxed love-making session. It didn't take Alex long to improve his oral technique and for a long time the only sounds in the room were the wet sucking noises and muffled groans. It seemed as if they could go on sucking each other all night, and Alex would have been happy to do so. He could not explain why, but having Rob's dick in his mouth gave him a feeling of unmitigated bliss. 

At some point Rob pulled away and asked Alex to do something for him. "I want you to fuck my face. Will you do it for me, please?" Alex saw the need in his eyes and could hardly turn him down. 

Rob moved up on the bed and propped his head with pillows. Following Rob's direction, Alex then straddled Rob's chest with his legs. In that position Alex could easily get his cock into Rob's mouth and started working it in and out. It was more like fucking than getting a blow job since Alex was doing all the work. Fortunately, fucking was something that Alex was pretty good at, and he was intent on giving Rob exactly what he wanted. Even after all their sucking, Alex's cock was still as very hard and he used it to penetrate Rob's mouth like a battering ram. And Rob took each thrust with a look of exquisite delight.

"Take it, boy!" said Alex, enjoying the dominant role of penetrator.

Rob slapped Alex's ass and emitted a low muffled groan. They paused only to let Rob catch his breath or wipe the dripping saliva from his chin. 

Alex kept up the steady thrusting and felt an orgasm approaching as he fucked Rob's mouth. Rob in the meantime also reached between Alex's legs and started to massage his testicles, which added immeasurably to Alex's pleasure. Whenever Alex thrust his hips, he felt a squeezing sensation on his balls and this drove him to an unbearable pitch of excitement. 

"Fuck! Here it comes!" said Alex. He felt another squeeze on his balls and that was enough. He thrust one more time and started shooting off. But Rob didn't need a warning. He had already felt Alex's balls tighten up in their sac and was ready when the jets of hot liquid spurted into his mouth. He held onto Alex's ass and hungrily swallowed his thick seed. 

When the spasms were finished Alex collapsed onto the bed. "That was fucking unbelievable," he gasped. 

Rob made a gurgling noise. He was still swallowing and gulping. And then he grasped his own cock and stroked it furiously to bring himself off. Alex, who had started the whole session by asking to suck Rob's dick, decided that he wasn't going to be deprived of the full experience. When Rob grunted and raised his hips off the mattress Alex bent down and put his mouth over the head of Rob's penis. Rob immediately started ejaculating, and Alex snorted as the jism came out. He tasted it and gagged. It was slimy and salty. He tried to stay calm but Rob kept coming. Alex started gagging again and the hot liquid dribbled from the sides of his mouth. 

"Sorry," said Alex, embarrassed. He pulled a sticky pubic hair from his tongue.

"What are you sorry for?" said Rob. "That was fucking great! I loved how you fucked my mouth, and you got your first taste of dick juice. Hardly anybody swallows their first time." 

Afterwards Alex was happy that he had pleased Rob and fulfilled another long-time fantasy. Now he had some idea what it was like to suck a man's dick and he even learned what sperm tastes like, although he had not been too successful at swallowing it. As he drifted off to sleep, Alex dreamed that Rob was lying on his back having an endless orgasm, shooting jet after jet of hot seed into the air, and as the milky substance ran over his stomach and thighs Alex licked it up and swallowed it before it cooled. 

* * *

(To be continued)



The Snow Man Ch. 06



Morning came and Alex awoke with a start. He looked around the room trying to remember where he was. He had a funny taste in his mouth and his stomach was rumbling with hunger. And someone was in bed beside him, taking up too much room. But then he remembered who it was and it all came back to him, the shower, the kissing, the dick-sucking. He reached over and gently touched the shoulder of the man he'd spent the night making love with. 

Making love? Was that the right term to describe what he and Rob had done? Some people would use a different term, but it hardly mattered. Regardless of what anyone called it, Alex knew he was a changed man. Having sex with Rob had changed his whole life. He would never be the same again.

He got up from the bed and looked out the window. There were several feet of snow on the ground but the sky was clear now, and he could see that snowplows had already been at work on the road in front of the motel. One guest was out in the parking lot clearing snow from his car and two or three other vehicles drove slowly past on the road. 

Was the big adventure over? 

Rob yawned and stretched under the sheets and sat up on the side of the bed. He scratched himself between the legs. "Good morning, handsome!" he said, smiling happily. He parted his lips and showed his perfect white teeth. 

Alex smiled back. "Good morning to you, too," he said quietly. 

"Helluva night."

"Yeah, it sure was." 

Alex suddenly felt sad. He almost wanted to cry. He didn't want the night to be over. 

Both men were famished, so they got dressed and hiked over to McDonald's where they ordered coffee and Egg McMuffins. And then they ordered seconds. The food wasn't bad, but the coffee was awful – like warm dishwater with coffee grounds. They washed it all down with little cups of orange juice. 

By the time they left McDonald's, the sun was twenty degrees above the horizon and the sky was a beautiful cerulean, with just a few white clouds to the south. The light bouncing off the snow was blinding. When they got back to the motel, Alex called the gas station in town to find out if the tow truck was available. The owner said the truck was out on another run, but as it happened, their driver had seen Rob's car on the side of the road earlier in the morning and knew where it was. He could pick it up on his way back to town and drop it off right at the motel if they wanted. This was agreeable to everyone, and it also gave Alex and Rob some extra time to shower and shave before they got on the road. 

Alex gave Rob some toothpaste and shampoo and Rob turned on the shower while Alex used the toilet. Rob didn't say anything about taking a shower together, so Alex went back into the other room and sat on the bed, wondering what he was going to tell Judy. He listened as Rob climbed into the shower. Alex figured that if the highways were plowed, he could probably get home to Denver before noon, but the thought of going home left him feeling depressed. 

Alex heard the shower curtain and looked up. Rob was standing in the bathroom doorway, dripping wet with a towel around his waist. "Just wondered if you wanted to join me," he said. Alex almost jumped to his feet. 

"Sure you don't mind the company?"

"Mind?" said Rob, grinning. "You don't need an invitation from me, stud. I thought you knew that." 

Alex was pleased to have another opportunity to look at Rob's beautiful body and quickly stripped off his clothes. In the shower the two men embraced and Alex began to soap the younger man's chest. He had barely touched Rob's nipples, though, before he started getting a hard-on again. 

"I love hooking up with you," said Rob. "Nobody would ever believe it was your first time. Was that all bullshit you told me just to get into my pants?"

Alex laughed and kissed Rob on the cheek. "You know that's not true. I don't know what I'm going to do when you leave, babe. You opened the door for me. What if I can't go back?"

"Hold me," said Rob, and the two men kissed again. Rob had an erection now, too, and playfully he poked it against Alex's thigh. 

"Do you want to get off again?" asked Alex.

"Can I ask you a favor?" Rob whispered. "I think we have time. I don't know if you'd want to do this, so if you don't want to, just say so and I'll understand."

"Do what?" asked Alex.

Rob hesitated like he had hesitated in the diner the previous day when Alex asked if he was married. Finally he just blurted it out. "I want you to fuck me," he said. "I want you to fuck my brains out, dude."

"You mean --?"

Rob nodded. "I love to get it in the ass. I know some bi and married guys don't like it, though."

"I don't know. I never did anything like that before." said Alex.

"You could probably get the hang of it," said Rob, grinning. "You're a damn fast learner." 

Alex thought it over. He wasn't turned off by the idea of screwing Rob in the ass, he just found it hard to imagine. He had the idea that it was difficult and painful. "Don't you need some stuff to do that? Like lubrication? Condoms?" 

"I saw a tube of vaseline in your bag. That will work," replied Rob. "I have a rubber if you want to use one, but you don't have to." 

"You'll have to show me how to do this."

"Believe me, it'll be my pleasure!" Rob's dark eyes were shining as he grabbed Alex's hand. "Come with me," he ordered. 

Still dripping from the shower, the men found the tube of vaseline in Alex's bag and headed to the bed as Rob explained a few basics. "Don't worry about hurting me. Just use plenty of this stuff and start slow," he explained. "We can start with you coming in from behind, doggie style. It's easier to start that way. Later we can try missionary position if you want. That's my favorite." Without further delay, Rob handed Alex the vaseline and climbed onto the bed. He got on his hands and knees with his rear end facing toward Alex, who was standing at the side.

Alex got closer and felt Rob's ass cheeks. His wife, Judy, didn't like to have sex on her hands and knees –it made her feel like an animal, she said. But Alex didn't mind. It made him feel in control. 

He liked how slim Rob's ass was, too -- boyish and cute instead of wide and fat. He was also very turned on by the dark hair that grew on the lower part of Rob's ass cheeks. 

Alex reached between Rob's thighs and fondled his balls for a moment, rolling them around in the palm of his hand. Then he felt upwards along the crack of his butt. 

"That's it. Put some lube in there, man," said Rob.

Alex removed the cap from the tube of vaseline and squeezed a quarter-sized dab onto his fingers. He was still a little skittish about touching Rob's asshole, but he had done it in the shower and knew that Rob liked it. He started working some vaseline into the crack while Rob squirmed and finally came to the little dimple where the asshole was. 

"That's it," Rob whispered. "Put your finger in." 

Alex pushed, but it seemed very tight. He applied some more vaseline and spread it around the hole. Rob pushed and suddenly Alex's finger slid in up to the second knuckle. 

"Oh yeah!" sighed Rob. He moved his ass from side to side while Alex gently penetrated his anus, working his finger in and out. To Alex it felt very hot and tight. He was surprised how strong and smooth the muscle around the opening felt. "Go ahead," said Rob hoarsely. "Rub some lube on your dick and put it in there."

Alex had forgotten about using a rubber. He rubbed a generous dab of vaseline directly on the head of his penis and aimed it toward the hole, or at least where he thought the hole was. He spread Rob's cheeks and slid his penis up and down until Rob told him he was on target. 

"When I say go, just push," said Rob. 

When the order came, Alex pushed and the head of his penis popped through the opening into Rob's ass. 

"Oh my God," said Alex. It was so much tighter than his wife's pussy or Rob's mouth. He had never felt anything so tight. 

When Alex first entered him, Rob's body went rigid. "That's it!" he grunted. "God, I can't believe how big you feel. Go ahead. Push!" 

Alex pushed harder. Rob's sphincter seemed to relax, and then tighten, and then relax again. Soon Alex felt his shaft gliding slowly, inch by inch, into Rob's rectum. The sensation was unbelievable. The closest thing Alex could imagine would be some kind of thick, slippery rubber band sliding down his shaft. Soon he had all eight inches buried inside Rob's body. 

"Oh FUCK!" said Rob, spitting out the words. He shuddered and pushed his rear end toward Alex's body. He shuddered again. "Oh God, that's good. FUCK MY ASS YOU GODDAM MOTHERFUCKER!" 

Alex, praying that the people staying in the adjacent room weren't listening, put his hands on Rob's hips and slowly began to move in and out, thrusting as far as he could go, and then pulling out until he felt Rob's anus tighten around his cock-head. It was the most amazing fuck he'd ever experienced. He pushed and pulled on Rob's hips to keep better control. Once he pulled out a little too far and his cock came out of Rob's ass with a loud plop -- like Rob had squeezed him out like toothpaste tube. But it was easier to get back in this time because Rob's sphincter was definitely getting loosened up. Meanwhile, Rob was grinding his hips and moaning for more. He grunted like a stuck pig every time Alex thrust into him. 

Rob suggested changing positions now, and Alex agreed to do whatever Rob wanted. Rob lay on his back and spread his legs up in the air so that Alex could get access from the front. Rob had to raise his legs very high, however, and when Alex got between his legs, Rob put his own legs up on Alex's shoulders. 

In this position Alex and Rob could easily see and watch each other. Rob's thighs were shiny with vaseline and sweat, and his penis lay rigid on his belly. When Rob lifted his knees Alex saw his tight little asshole and the wisps of dark hair plastered around it. Rob's ass gave off a pungent smell. 

Alex was watching Rob's expression as he entered him this time. He lathered some vaseline on the helmet of his penis and aimed it once more at the little brown hole. At the moment of penetration Rob opened his mouth into a large "O" and the intensity of his pleasure and pain was evident in his face. Alex emitted a growl and the two men stared at each other for a moment, silently gazing into each other's eyes. Rob's pupils looked like dark, bottomless pools of desire, and it was at that moment, Alex later thought, that he fell in love. 

Alex began to thrust in and out of Rob's body using more vigorous movements. Rob's ass became the fulcrum on which Alex balanced his weight, and as they moved together Alex had the sensation that he was riding a horse. Rob lifted his ass in response to Alex's thrusts and the coordinated motion of their bodies began to feel like that of a well-oiled machine. 

There was no need to talk now, and there was no to separate feelings of pleasure or pain because the two things were one. It was pure animal sex. To the sound of squeaking bedsprings, Alex repeatedly thrust himself deep inside Rob's body, sliding his organ in and out through the tight anus, and Rob accepted each assault with bliss. He couldn't get enough. His ass cheeks quivered and turned red from the pounding. 

It was Alex who tired first. His breathing grew labored from his exertions but his muscles kept moving like a machine. He felt a tingling in the area between his legs and deep within his body he felt the juices flowing and building up pressure. He knew his orgasm was coming and there came a point when he no longer wanted to delay it; he desperately needed to come. But he didn't want to have an orgasm alone. 

Alex reached down and started pulling on Rob's penis while his own body shuddered and jerked. His hands were slick with vaseline and it was difficult to keep a grip on Rob's erection, but he held on like a cowboy grasping his saddle horn. When the end finally came, Alex thrust his organ deep into Rob's ass one last time and started shooting seed deep into his bowel like bullets from a gun. Then Rob started ejaculating, too. His seed shot into the air like thick white strings and splattered on his chest and stomach, filling the room with the smell of sex. Both of them went rigid as the spasms took control of their bodies. 

Breathless and dripping with sweat, Alex reluctantly pulled his organ out of Rob's ass and collapsed on top of him, pressing his heaving chest to Rob's. Neither of them said anything for a long time. There was no need to talk; words would just take away from the power of what they had experienced. After his breathing returned somewhat to normal, Alex touched Rob's slippery seed and rubbed it into his skin. He smelled it and tasted it on his fingers. Rob smiled and closed his eyes. 

Alex gently used the bed-sheet to wipe Rob's genitals and clean the messy vaseline from his ass. Rob sat up and kissed Alex gratefully on the mouth, and the two men sank back on the mattress together, where they embraced and dozed in each other's arms. 

They dozed for another hour until the telephone rang. 

* * *

(To be continued)



The Snow Man Ch. 07



"There's a tow truck out here with a car," yelled the motel clerk. "You gonna be checkin' out soon? You fellers only paid fer one night, you know!" He sounded like old Festus on "Gun Smoke"and Alex wondered if Marshall Dillon might be in the back room somewhere. 

Alex hung up the phone and sighed deeply. It was time to get dressed and start driving to Denver, he thought. But once more Alex felt a great sadness come over him. What was he going to tell Judy? What was going to happen to their marriage? What was he going to do with his life? 

Rob put on his clothes and went outside to pay the tow truck operator. Everything seemed to be in order with his car. There wasn't any damage to the outside and the engine started right up. It looked like he could be on his way and didn't need a good Samaritan any more. 

Alex dressed and went outside too. "Why are you going to Utah?" he asked as he put his suitcase into the back of the Blazer. 

"Meeting a friend at Park City," said Rob. "We're going to ski for a week."

"Your boyfriend?" 

"No, my boyfriend doesn't get into sports. This is just a fellow I know from college." 

"Is he gay?" asked Alex.

"No, straight as an arrow. He knows I'm gay, though."

"So what are you going to do in Park City for sex?" 

Rob laughed. "Jeez, I dunno! Don't you think we had enough to last a while?" 

Alex shook his head. 

"You can always screw your wife," said Rob, grinning, but he wished immediately that he could take it back, because Alex's face grew dark. "Sorry," he mumbled. 

"Do you think I could get your phone number?" asked Alex. "Maybe I could call you sometime. We might have a convention in Chicago or something. You never know."

"Sure," replied Rob. "Here, get in the car a minute. I've got some paper in the glove compartment. I'll write it down for you." 

As he climbing into Rob's car, Alex wiped his eyes with his sleeve. It was a quick movement and most people wouldn't have noticed it, but Rob caught it out of the corner of his eye and saw, to his surprise, that Alex was crying. 

"Hey, stud! What's the matter? Are you all right?" 

Alex's voice quivered. "I can't go home and pretend that everything's the same as it was. I don't belong there. I don't know what to do," he said. He looked pitiful. "But it's not your problem," he added.

Rob put his hand on Alex's arm. "You know, I can be a real asshole sometimes. I didn't realize this was such a big thing for you. Man, I'm really sorry!" 

Alex choked up for a moment and had trouble catching his breath. Finally his words came out in a broken whisper: "I . . . think . . . I love you," he said. 

The two men sat silently in the car for several minutes. Alex tried to hide his embarrassment and Rob struggled unsuccessfully to think of something to say. It had been a long time since anyone had said words like that to him. 

Finally, in a gentle voice, Rob said, "Being gay and having a boyfriend isn't like being married, you know. People come in and out of your life. You hook up with a lot of people. There are a lot of times when you're lonely. Like I said, I've blown a lot of guys in my life."

"I know," said Alex. "I know it's different being gay. But I think you can still love someone." He paused, then went on. "Anyway, it doesn't change anything. I can't go home, that's for sure. I'll figure something else out, I guess." 

Rob watched Alex for a few minutes, thinking things over. He thought about how Alex had helped him out with his car and paid for the motel room. He thought about Alex's beautiful body and his passionate, eager lovemaking. He thought about how well Alex had fucked his ass, which brought a flush to his face. "Do you ever ski?" he asked suddenly. 

"Yeah," said Alex. "I like to ski. I go to Aspen a couple times a year." 

"You wanna come to Park City? I know it's a long drive, but we'll have a decent condo to stay in. I don't think my buddy would mind." 

Alex was unable to answer for a moment and stared blankly at Rob. He was confused by so many different emotions. He knew he ought to take his time and think things through. He shouldn't impose on people, or make big decisions when he was so emotional. But deep down, he knew he would never make sense of all this stuff. Life was short and he had already wasted much of his. 

There was a pay telephone booth at the gas station in Brush Creek. Alex pulled in and got out of the Blazer. He stepped inside the booth and dialed his home phone number, knowing the answering machine would pick up the call. 

"Judy, it's Alex," he said into the receiver. "I won't be coming home tonight. I'm going to Park City and I might be there a few days. Maybe a week. I got some issues to work out. I can't tell you everything now, but I'll give you a call you later. Take care." 

When he got back in the Blazer he looked over at Rob, who was sitting in his passenger seat. The two had talked it over and Rob had agreed. The Blazer had four-wheel drive and would be a lot safer in the mountains if they hit another snow storm on the way to Utah. 

THE END