“U have a car?” he asks.
I don’t like car fun. It’s cramped and it takes forever to find a good spot where nobody can see you. But this guy was a hot middle eastern dude, and only 18, so I make an exception.
“Sure.” Once you have a “yes”, it’s best to say as little as possible.
“Can you do 10:45 today? AM. At 10:45 I”m on break at school.
“Actually, I can.”
“When u get in the parking, send me a pic of the school so I know where you’re parked.”
I arrive at the high school, behind the student drop off area. Some teachers are getting in and out of cars around me. I take a photo of the school from my car window. Then I wait.
Soon, a tall serious looking middle-eastern guy comes out. He has long black hair and a red backpack.
“Hi,” I say. “Nice to meet you.”
“Yeah” he says.
He’s uptight. I know how he’s feeling, and I just need to make him as comfortable as possible. “I figure we’ll go behind the Walmart. There’s some out of the way places there. Have you done this before?”
“One time. That time we also went to the Walmart.”
“Oh great.” We drive to the Walmart and I try to talk about the weather, but he makes only one-word responses. I turn down the service lane in the back. “There’s some power lines down this road, that’s a good spot.”
“Actually we can probably go right here,” he says, pointing to the loading dock. It is deserted and strewn with garbage, burst open milk containers and leaves. But it’s out of the way.
“Sure, OK.” With growing uneasiness, I pull in and stop the car, and look at him. He’s pulling down his pants and out pops the largest, thickest dick. I mean it looks like one of those fake dildos.
“Wow,” I exclaim, and bend down to give it a lick.
He doesn’t really make noises so I have a hard time figuring out what to do.
“Oh shit! There’s people,” he suddenly exclaims.
I look up in a panic, and see a man at the loading dock curtains, pushing back the large plastic flaps he squints at us in the sunlight. I start the car, grinding the starter and back out, missing by inches the transport truck backing in right beside us.
“Woah, that was close,” I exclaim breathlessly.
“Yeah”
“They probably don’t care, they just want to get their jobs done,” I tell him, and myself.
We drive behind the power tower I originally had in mind. I position the car so that we can get out in a hurry. Normally there could be joggers here, but now there’s a shallow pond from the storm blocking the way, so it should be safe.
I get down to his cock. “Is there any part you liked, uh, better?” I ask, trying to get some hint out of him.
“All of it,” he says, unhelpfully. As I bend down he adds, “I liked it when you go deep. And grab my balls, that feels good.”
I take a huge breath, lean down over the emergency brake, and take his dick into my mouth, sliding it all the way down to the back until it won’t go any further. Here is where I stay, making swallowing motions, massaging the side of his dick with the whole length of my tongue. I can hear him gasping as he presses his hands against the car door, ever careful not to touch me. I reach over with my left hand and slide them under his balls, feeling their weight in my palm, massaging them while I suck to give him the maximum pleasure.
After a while, I stop for breath, and a drop of sweat falls from my forehead unto his thigh.
“If you’re tired, we can stop…”
“No, I like it, ” I rasp.
But he grabs it anyway. “If you want I’ll jerk off into your mouth.”
“Great!” As I sit up I realize how much my back is aching from the weird angles, and I’m actually relieved.
He leans back in the passenger seat, closes his eyes and strokes his cock. I watch the morning sunlight dance over his features and admire his jet black long hair. “It’s gonna be a while,” he tells me.
I’m OK with that. At least I know I had no chance.
After an eternity, he says “I’m cumming.” I reached down and mouth his cock head as he jerks it, hitting my lips with his fingers. It is larger than ever, and feels impossibly smooth and hot against my tongue.
“Uhhhh…” he breathes. His hand is a blur now as he tries to desperately get relief from the pressure inside his balls. He’s silent now, not even breathing. The only sounds are the fapping of skin and odd clicks of his cock head rubbing against my lips. He takes another huge breath and goes silent again. His thighs open up, and there’s a thump as his knees hit against the glove box. He tenses every muscle in his body and his butt is lifting off the seat now. I start to breath through my mouth, whooshing the air around his dick, now slick with juices. As I suck in air, his load finally comes shooting out, and I noisily slurp up a large blob of his semen. I let him rest there with his cock in my mouth as he relaxes and settles into the seat with his dick draining delicious load and mixing with my saliva.
“Thank-you. That was enjoyable,” he says, as if I made him watch the last Game of Thrones and he’s trying to be fucking polite about it.
I drive him back to school. His next period starts at 11:30 (Science, but he hates his teacher) so we just make it in time. I pull into the student drop-off area and let him out. He tosses his red backpack over his shoulder and heads back to the school’s back door.
When I look him up the next day, his profile says he wants to try bottoming.
