Rest Stop Sex?

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How much M2M sex action really goes on at highway rest stops?

Now that the summer travel season is here, I always wonder how much hot man-to-man sex really goes on at those rest stops that I drive by.

I'd like to hear from anyone who has had some hot experiences while at a rest stop. Was it with a big-rig trucker or with another car driver? Is there more man-to-man sex late at night than at other times? Is the action inside parked cars or in the rest room or in the nearby wooded area? And how well and how often are these rest stops patrolled by the police?

I'd appreciate any input you can give me. Thanks! :smile:
 
Thanks for your comments so far, men. Hey, CharlesFinn, I would LOVE to hear some of your "many stories"! :smile:

How about anyone else? Tell me about your M2m rest stop adventures--please!
 
No M2M but MF. Back In 1963 me and my then GF(now wife for 46 years) would occassionally stop at a rest area on I65 and use one of the picnic tables to fool around on.

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When I was running the roads in my 18, I never had any problems finding action. Just need to brush up on your cruising skills and about dusk, find rest area and hangout. Just dont go to far over the top chasing and you shouldnt have any problems finding fun.
 
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The only thing that ever happened to me at a rest stop was back in the late 80's. I pulled over at a rest stop to take a much needed piss. The restrooms were closed (locked doors, no explanation) so I just said "fuck it" and pissed behind the building. I heard some noise in the dark area behind a dumpster. Wasn't sure what it was so I went back to my car. I saw a guy following me and he was naked from the waist down. I was a little freaked, but I got hard thinking about fucking him. I locked my doors and pulled my cock out. He stood outside my car and watched me jack off. He shot his load all over my driver's window when I came. Then he licked it off and took off running. Very strange and I didn't go back to that rest stop after that.
 
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I've never explored there nor would, but I know they can be havens for police stake-outs to find such action. A local professor with high esteem around here was taken down by one - his job, reputation, never recovered.....he also declined in all aspects of health afterward and died not too many years later, though I'm sure it was from some terminal/natural disease or cause, not this, obviously. Anyway, I just always associated his shocking arrest here as the beginning of the end when I think of or hear about such encounters.
 
Hooked up once at a rest stop. Went into one of two mens rooms at the stop and it was empty. Tried the second and imeduately found a guy maybe 5 years older than me. He waved his cock at me And then turned into the urinal. I stood next to him and he jerked off. Let me grab his cock as he was about to cum and I finished the job.

It was very hot. He had a really really thick cock and he shot a huge load!
 
Ironically I used to live next to one.

A couple of times after going out I'd stop but was always too afraid of a possible sting (they were always cracking down on a couple of them even the one by me) so I'd just go in to use the bathroom.

One night I did leave my number on the bathroom wall where I didn't think anyone would see it and within a couple of days I had a couple of calls so I invited them over to my place. Both guys were pretty well hung and I started to do one of them on a semi regular basis.

The other guy I did twice and one day he "popped" over and when I went to the doorwall to let him in, his cock was hanging out of the bottom of his shorts. I always wondered what happened to both of them.......
 
I used to live in a town on I-5 in northern California which had a rest stop. I doubt anything much happened there because it had a reputation as being closely watched for drug transactions. you can't believe the drugs which travel from Mexico to Canada on I-5.
 
How much M2M sex action really goes on at highway rest stops? I'd appreciate any input you can give me. Thanks! :smile:

Quite a few years ago when I was what you might call "in my prime", I was traveling across Ohio on I-70. I had waited too long, and the rest stops were far apart, and when I finally came upon one I had to hit the urinals. As I went through the doorway a middle age guy was at the mirrors watching who came in. When he saw me pulling my cock out he moved back to the urinals, coming right next to me. Those were days when partitions weren't installed, and the guy made a clear effort to watch me as I held my cock and pissed. My size was obvious and he was interested. He finished and went back near the door while I finished and shook mine off. When I got to the door he looked me in the eyes and whispered "want a blow job?" That wasn't on my mind at the time so I passed by him and exited without a word.

On other occasions I have stepped up to Rest Stop urinals and noticed guys who were obviously jacking off in their urinal, apparently trying to attract attention and get a partner.
 
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About 12 miles north of Brigham Young University there used to be two rest stops; one on either side of the I-15 freeway. As soon as I got my driver's license I made them my second home. I'd sit in my white 1960 Ford Galaxy Starliner (convertible) and do my home work while keeping an eye on who and what was going on.

I picked up my fair share of hot anonymous tricks until the day I was disinherited and sent packing for being gay.

But those rest rooms remained in place and attracted loads of action until sometime in 1990 (maybe earlier) when UDOT showed up with heavy equipment and bulldozed both sides of the freeway back to the swampy wetlands that had been there for millennia. They even scrubbed away the entrance and exit asphalt.

Their destruction was requested by the authorities at BYU who had a special "calling" to eliminate the evil and unsanitary magnets for clandestine gay sex. The Ewetaw Highway Patrol had long ago quit bothering with policing the rest stops and handed that particular job over to BYU Security Police. BYU had the county Sherif deputize the best looking men they could recruit for the sole purpose of entrapping the throngs of unsuspecting BYU students, occasional truckers, and crowds of local mormon husbands on the down low who had taken over the T-rooms.

However, something the brethren never figured out was why, despite years of arresting and persecuting poor souls at those rest stops that they remained so popular. The answer was too easy. Those who never were arrested simply never approached men who didn't smoke. A lit fag between one's fingers was just as verboten as a fag's raging hard on between one's lips. I can assure you that lots of BYU return missionaries learned to carry around a lit cigarette as a signal they were approachable for mutual sexual activity, even though they never actually smoked the cigarettes.

Yup, so many stories.
 
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Restrooms (sadly enough) were where I had my first sexual encounters at the tender young age of 15- always told people I was 17. I grew up in the gay part of San Diego, but I honestly didn't know where else I could find gay sex. The family computer was in the living room, and I hadn't yet discovered gay chat rooms. I just remember thinking looking at a bunch of cocks at Padres/Chargers games at Qualcomm Stadium, so maybe I could see the same at bathrooms in Balboa Park. First time an adult man touched my cock, I remember bolting out of there like someone had killed a kitten, and ran all the way home. But I was back in 2 or 3 hours haha.
 
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This didn't happen to me, but I've heard the story a few times.

One of my best mates was driving from Houston to Jacksonville along I-10 in his Miata with the top down. He said somewhere in Florida he was following this huge conversion van. He noticed that the curtains were moving back and forth almost violently. Then he saw an arm then some hair. It was two young girls play fighting with one another, a blonde and a brunette. The brunette spied him first and smiled and waved. He waved back, and then the blonde waved. Ian is a pretty good looking guy, kind of cocky and rugged.

They get real friendly driving down the road together. Pretty soon the girls are teasing him pretty good. They start to flash their underwear then finally flesh. Yep, girl tits out the back window. Then butts. That was about it. They tried to get him to flash them but he wasn't stupid, he said.

He finally had enough and waved goodbye passing the van. He stopped at the first rest area he came to. And guess who pulled into the same rest area. Ian was parked at a picnic table and the van pulled up to the welcome center. There were about five people in the van all going inside.

Before he could even fantasize about anything the two girls came skipping out of the center and crossed the street to his shelter. He said they looked 18. Yeah, right. He also said all they did was talk. I've known Ian since I was in college, and he and I have been involved in many many escapades with the fairer sex. I have seen him with three women at once and later said "we just talked and had a smoke"

So if he did indeed just talk to the girls it would have been a rare moment of for him.

Like I said, I've known Ian for a couple of decades now, and trust me, he would have no reason to make up such a story since his real life is much crazier.