I’m going from my home in Atlanta to the gay art colony at Asheville,North Carolina-hoping for some sexy artist Fun-and maybe to do some sketches for future paintings.I’m about 20 miles outside Asheville in Upper Valley, Carolina when the car conks out.I know nothing about cars-kick the tires in frustration, and start walking up the road. Gay porn (Then Luke comes over and whispers something in his father’s ear.)”Ok,’ Daniel says, ‘we’ll fix the car Monday.’ Daniel says, ‘my sons have helped you out. About a quarter of a mile up, there’s a small unpainted farmhouse, with a small barn-and a large ‘Eggs for Sale’ sign out by the road.I’m dressed in bright holiday colors, but have put a cap over my dyed blonde hair.I’m a small, thin young Gay-have big mouth, so a big smile-and a big ass for my size;(or so I’ve been told).Anyway, the small unpainted house has plenty of flower beds around it, so that’s encouraging.I knock on the door and a dark haired, well-built youth-(looks 22, about my age)- comes to the screen door-no shirt on.
