"Kenny left the small, hick hometown where he grew up and went to trade school in the city, where a vibrant gay community allowed him to live life outside the closet. But when his father passes away, he comes home to care for his mother. When she, too, is gone, Kenny finds it difficult to move on.
He has a steady job as an auto mechanic but longs to get back to the city. More than anything, he misses the s*x. Here in BFE, he’s the only gay man around, and he’s getting tired of everyone telling him he needs to get married.
Kenny isn’t a big believer in love. All he wants is to get laid.
Then a handsome stranger rides in on his Harley, in need of a tune up. This just might be Kenny’s lucky day."
Kenny Raymond wiped the condensation from the bathroom mirror and stood looking at himself. He glanced down at his d**k, still half hard from his morning shower jack off. He looked back up at his reflection and sighed. “You gotta get laid!” he told the image of the handsome blond-haired, blue-eyed young man looking back at him. “You and your left hand are gettin’ too well acquainted.” The man in the mirror nodded his agreement. “Fat chance of that,” he went on as he opened the door of the medicine cabinet and took out his shaving cream and razor. “Not out here in Nowheresville.” Kenny lived in a rural area of the state. He worked as a mechanic for old man Watson at his gas station, where a couple of two lanes intersected about a mile out of town. He had gone to trade school in the c