Screwing around at a rest stop seems like a surefire way to get arrested, but I’m not gonna act like the thought’s never crossed my mind. There’s always that one sketchy guy with wandering eyes at the urinal. What if he happened to be hot and there was no one else around?
I’m not sure what I’d do in that scenario! While there’s a certain thrill to public sex, most rest stops smell like a poop sandwich with a side of urine-cakes or Chicken McNuggets. Would it be worth enduring the smell for the sweet satisfaction of some anonymous man-ass? This question haunts me every night of my life (no it don’t).
Once again, I’ve gone on too long talking about myself! We’re not asking if I would ever hook up at a rest stop. We’re asking have you ever done it. Have you? Would you? Will you meet me somewhere, bring some lube and give it a try? Just wondering!
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