Hitch hikers...who has had fun this way?

Hitchiker69

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Many of my early gay sex experiences came from my hitch hiking days. I'd love to hear who else has had sex by picking up hitch hikers, or by hitch hiking.
Please share your experiences...
 
One of the good things about hitch hiking is that you are meeting a stranger, for a short period of time. You'll never see them again, so whatever you say or do has no lasting concequences. If you have sex, for example, no one else will ever know.

From my experience, a lot of gay guys use this idea to seduce young hitch hikers. I couldn't tell you how many times gay guys hit on me.

There was this one time when the driver wasn't gay, but he saw an opportunity to 'explore his sexuality' when no one else would ever know.

I was hitch hiking across Ohio, and got a ride from an older guy. He was driving all night and wanted some one to talk to , and maybe share the driving. I was 19 years old, and had one of those erections that lasts for days. He first noticed when we stopped for gas. I stood up and it was obvious I was hard. Later, as he was driving I tried to sleep, I was still hard.

It was the middle of the night, and there was no one else on the road. I was trying to sleep as he drove. Without explanation, he pulled to the side of the road, stopped the car, and started groping at my crotch, which woke me up.

I let him do what he wanted, which was to suck my cock. He seemed frenzied about it, like had a feverish need for my hard cock. I just leaned back and enjoyed the experience. He sucked for ten minutes or so, then stopped suddenly.

He was uncomfortable with what he had done. He needed a lot of reassurance that he wasn't a 'fag' or effeminate in some way. Apparently he just couldn't get the image of my hard cock out of his mind. This was obvoiusly his first time sucking a cock...I was his opportunity to try something like this with no chance that his wife, friends or family would ever find out.

Later, in the morning, he let me off at a truck stop. I never saw him again.

I kind of wish I'd done more with that guy. Maybe I could have stroked his cock while he sucked me. We could have gotten into the back seat and done a 69. We could have done a lot of things together, I guess. But it was what it was...an anonymous gay sexual experience.
 
about 6 years ago i was hitching from here in florida out to Calif. when an older couple picked me up- it didn't take long for them to let it be known what they expected of me-damn i was in heaven since they were going all the way to the coast too-while "entertaining" dad, mom decides to stop and pick-up another hitcher- ended up being the center of attention on a multitude of adventures as we traveled out to the coast and managed to pick up several hitchers from time to time
 
I only picked up a hitch hiker once. Since you have no idea about them, you never know if you have one who has a gun or is mentally ill. The one exception was when I was driving between Las Vegas, Nevada & Barstow , California. (For those who don't know this area it is a very HOT, DRY desert area in the southwest US. With temperatures that easily go over 100F in the summer.) It was a very hot day, and there was a very fair skinned young guy on the road. Being fair myself, I knew this guy would certainly get sunburned AND for anybody it was dangerous to be out with such hot temperatures. I gave him a ride, but nothing sexual about it -- just humanitarian. When he mentioned that he hitch hiked often, he threw in that lots of times the guys wanted sex. (I don't know if he was hinting that he really WANTED me to do that. Even if he had, I would have turned him down as he was not attractive to me.)

As to hitch hiking myself, that too was only one time. My high school was 3.5 miles from town on the highway. I decided to walk for the hell of it. A guy picked me up (I wasn't thumbing for a ride). Again, nothing sexual. I knew nothing about male cruising when I was 15, so I don't have any idea what his motivations were. I do remember that he seemed attractive. I tend to like to think he was just a good person doing a good deed. If I knew what I knew today, I probably wouldn't have gotten in his car. Seriously, there are enough crazy people out there, that something dangerous could happen.
 
Hot Gay sex...met him hitchiking

I was hitching north again, and got stuck in Isla Vista at night, so I decided to spend the night sleeping in the park. I had my sleeping bag and all my camping gear, so it wouldn't be a problem. Just as I was rolling out my gear an older guy, maybe 35, came up and asked if I needed a place to sleep. I said yes, and he offered that I could sleep at his place. I packed up, and jumped in his car. On the drive to his place he asked "I guess you've figured out I'm Gay?" I was so naive, at 19, that I had to ask "Gay? What's that mean?" He explained that he was homosexual, and that he wanted to suck my cock. I said I wasn't sure about that, I was just looking for a warm place to sleep.
Once we got to his place he fixed me a drink; a Black Russian; and we relaxed in the apartment. It was a small studio.
He tried to reassure me that he wasn't going to hurt me in any way, he just wanted to suck my cock. He seemed annoyed that I wasn't playing along. He was persistant and seductive, and convinced me to undress down to my boxers. At this point he admired my body, and asked me to step into the bathroom with him. He stood behind me as I faced the mirror, and he stroked, carressed and foldled my body with a gentle, intense passion. He was enjoying this in a big way. He asked about my triceps, how I got them so firm? I told him I'd been a swimmer in high school. He was naked under his robe, and it was obvious he was hard.
I'd never had anyone admire my body to the point that it excited them, I was very flattered and turned on by that. So when we returned to the bedroom and he asked my to drop the boxers, I was willing to let them go. He dropped his robe and sat in front of me on the bed. I reached for his naked body, out of curoisity and just plain horniness. I'd never held a naked man before, I was intriguied with his firm body and hairy chest. As I ran my hands through his chest hair he apologized for being hairy. I replied that I liked it, it wasn't a problem. He turned to kiss me, but I pulled away...I wasn't ready for that.

At that point he turned and gently laid me down on my back, nude and hard as a rock. As I lay spread eagle on the bed he settled in between my legs, resting on his elbows as his face dove into my crotch. He let out a quiet moan as he kissed and held my cock. He slowly kissed it from base to tip, alternating wet kisses with gentle sucking. I responded by lifting my knees and spreading my legs, letting him have full access. He cupped my balls in one hand, while the other was busy feeling my buns. He was clearly enjoying himself, and he seemed to be on a mission to find what excited me.
He tried a variety of different techniques, and very quickly learned what I responded to. I was fairly vocal, so it was easy for him to know what I liked best.
He started by sucking my cock in deep, with a with a strong suction and no teeth at all. He alternated from slow to fast, with emphasis on the top of my knob. He would also speed the pace on my knob, but when he went deep it was always slow, with intense suction. In respone I would grab his head and start to thrust uncontrolablly into his face. At that point he would back off, and try something different. He would suck my balls, and stroke my buns, with fingers straying towards my hole. Once I calmed down he would try something new, like holding my cock in the palm of his warm hand, as he lip-locked the under side, and let this lip-lock slip up and down my length. Just to surprise me, he would engulf my knob and flick his tongue on the tender point under my head. He kept changing his method, bringing me to a peak, then backing off, but never letting up. He seemed to go on for hours. I'd never had anyone...I'd only been with a few girls...pay so much attention to my cock. And he was a master of his craft. He knew what I would like from the beginning, them fine-tuned his approach as he learned from my responses.
I can't tell you how I was transported, a sexual heaven that took me beyond the normal realm and limitations of reality. All that mattered was my cock and his mouth, and the magic he was working on me. And time seemed to evaporate...it was all here, all now, all sex, all suck, all cock, all HOT...the passion was all that existed.

At some point...I'd lost track of time... his tongue went to my hole as his hands roamed my buns again, and I convulsed into his face with an intensity I'd never known. Nobody had ever licked my ass before, and I was so primed that the feeling was incredible. From deep inside my guts and balls a hot load gathered itself, beyond my control, as I thrashed uncontrollably, thrusting and jerking my body into his face. This was just what he'd wanted to bring me to, what all his work was for, and he was locked onto my cock like a clam on a rock. How long did I come? I couldn't say. How intense was it? I saw stars! I must have given him a gallon of hot cum, I felt completely drained. I swooned, felt dizzy, and wanted to die at that moment...I knew I could never die happier. I'd been played by a master cock sucker and worked over like I'd never known.

In a few minutes, after I'd gotten my breath and settled down, he stradled me as I lay on my back. I was still hard (19 years old, remember?) and it seemed he wanted me to fuck his ass. I couldn't believe it. I'd never fucked an ass before...but there he was, slipping his buns over my raging hard on. He was hard, too, and I loved to watch how his cock moved and twitched. But he seemed hesitant, playing without making a commitment. I felt I was being teased. OK, so I'd never done this before, but if he wanted a fuck I wanted to get on with it! So I grabbed his hips and thrust him down on my cock. I must have been too forceful or too quick, because he cried out in a small whimper. I continued to fuck him hard and agressively, oblivious to his pain; I just wanted my own satisfaction...I needed to get my rocks off, and his tight hole was was the best option at the moment. Actualy, his ass was incredibly tight, like no girl I'd ever known. It was so good I came in a few minutes, with a deeply satisfying release.

I don't remember anything after that. I know we slept together in a twin bed. I know I left in the morning. He took me to breakfast, then dropped me off at a freeway on ramp. He gave me his card, in case I was ever in the area and wanted some hot gay sex. But that's all it was. Hot gay sex, one night stand. No commitment, no 'love.' Deep satisfaction, found by taking a risk. No regrets. I've jacked off to that memory a thousand times.
 
I was hitching a ride one time and a older guy stoped and picked me up. He had a McDonalds bag on his lap which he was pulling out french fries from and eating them. He asked me if I wanted some. I said no. We talked about the weather and stuff for about 15 mins and he asked me again if I was sure I didnt want some fries. I finally said ok. He said reach over and grab some. I reached over and put my hand in the bag and along with the fries was this big hard cock. I looked at him with a suprise look on my face and he just smiled and said ever "Ever taste a french fried cock? I was shocked and my first thought was this guy was weird and I am getting out of this car now. He pulled the bag all the way out of his lap and these fries fell in his lap and surrounded this huge masive cock. I got this strange sensation just looking at his cock all shining from the oil of the fries. He pulled into an empty lot and stoped the car and said "well? I reached over and started stroking his oily cock then I put my head in his lap and opened my mouth and put his cock in my mouth and to my suprise it tasted great. The oil from the fries and salt made it a fantastic treat. I loved it. I would suck some and then pick up some fries and rub it all over his cock and eat the fries. Then go back to sucking. This went on for about half hour till he started to moan and stiffen up and he shot his load in my mouth. I guess you could say I got my milk shake with the fries. He zipped up and started the car and drove me to where I was going and said " Thanks for giving an old man a thrill" I told him the pleasure was all mine. To this day every time I eat french fries I think of the old guy and how much I loved the night he picked me up. :D
 
Only come across one hitch hiker driving in the UK and he looked like a hobo so nope, never done this.
 
I was in a band at school and we often had a performance in the evening. Although my parents gave me money for public transport, I preferred to hitch hike. More times than not, a guy would hit on me. At first I just said no, but soon enough I started accepting blow jobs and, in time, sucked a few cocks myself...
 
I think this is going to be a good thread. I used to hitch hike quite a lot when I was young, but never lucky enough to get in a situation like these
 
I was hitching north again, and got stuck in Isla Vista at night, so I decided to spend the night sleeping in the park. I had my sleeping bag and all my camping gear, so it wouldn't be a problem. Just as I was rolling out my gear an older guy, maybe 35, came up and asked if I needed a place to sleep. I said yes, and he offered that I could sleep at his place. I packed up, and jumped in his car. On the drive to his place he asked "I guess you've figured out I'm Gay?" I was so naive, at 19, that I had to ask "Gay? What's that mean?" He explained that he was homosexual, and that he wanted to suck my cock. I said I wasn't sure about that, I was just looking for a warm place to sleep.
Once we got to his place he fixed me a drink; a Black Russian; and we relaxed in the apartment. It was a small studio.
He tried to reassure me that he wasn't going to hurt me in any way, he just wanted to suck my cock. He seemed annoyed that I wasn't playing along. He was persistant and seductive, and convinced me to undress down to my boxers. At this point he admired my body, and asked me to step into the bathroom with him. He stood behind me as I faced the mirror, and he stroked, carressed and foldled my body with a gentle, intense passion. He was enjoying this in a big way. He asked about my triceps, how I got them so firm? I told him I'd been a swimmer in high school. He was naked under his robe, and it was obvious he was hard.
I'd never had anyone admire my body to the point that it excited them, I was very flattered and turned on by that. So when we returned to the bedroom and he asked my to drop the boxers, I was willing to let them go. He dropped his robe and sat in front of me on the bed. I reached for his naked body, out of curoisity and just plain horniness. I'd never held a naked man before, I was intriguied with his firm body and hairy chest. As I ran my hands through his chest hair he apologized for being hairy. I replied that I liked it, it wasn't a problem. He turned to kiss me, but I pulled away...I wasn't ready for that.

At that point he turned and gently laid me down on my back, nude and hard as a rock. As I lay spread eagle on the bed he settled in between my legs, resting on his elbows as his face dove into my crotch. He let out a quiet moan as he kissed and held my cock. He slowly kissed it from base to tip, alternating wet kisses with gentle sucking. I responded by lifting my knees and spreading my legs, letting him have full access. He cupped my balls in one hand, while the other was busy feeling my buns. He was clearly enjoying himself, and he seemed to be on a mission to find what excited me.
He tried a variety of different techniques, and very quickly learned what I responded to. I was fairly vocal, so it was easy for him to know what I liked best.
He started by sucking my cock in deep, with a with a strong suction and no teeth at all. He alternated from slow to fast, with emphasis on the top of my knob. He would also speed the pace on my knob, but when he went deep it was always slow, with intense suction. In respone I would grab his head and start to thrust uncontrolablly into his face. At that point he would back off, and try something different. He would suck my balls, and stroke my buns, with fingers straying towards my hole. Once I calmed down he would try something new, like holding my cock in the palm of his warm hand, as he lip-locked the under side, and let this lip-lock slip up and down my length. Just to surprise me, he would engulf my knob and flick his tongue on the tender point under my head. He kept changing his method, bringing me to a peak, then backing off, but never letting up. He seemed to go on for hours. I'd never had anyone...I'd only been with a few girls...pay so much attention to my cock. And he was a master of his craft. He knew what I would like from the beginning, them fine-tuned his approach as he learned from my responses.
I can't tell you how I was transported, a sexual heaven that took me beyond the normal realm and limitations of reality. All that mattered was my cock and his mouth, and the magic he was working on me. And time seemed to evaporate...it was all here, all now, all sex, all suck, all cock, all HOT...the passion was all that existed.

At some point...I'd lost track of time... his tongue went to my hole as his hands roamed my buns again, and I convulsed into his face with an intensity I'd never known. Nobody had ever licked my ass before, and I was so primed that the feeling was incredible. From deep inside my guts and balls a hot load gathered itself, beyond my control, as I thrashed uncontrollably, thrusting and jerking my body into his face. This was just what he'd wanted to bring me to, what all his work was for, and he was locked onto my cock like a clam on a rock. How long did I come? I couldn't say. How intense was it? I saw stars! I must have given him a gallon of hot cum, I felt completely drained. I swooned, felt dizzy, and wanted to die at that moment...I knew I could never die happier. I'd been played by a master cock sucker and worked over like I'd never known.

In a few minutes, after I'd gotten my breath and settled down, he stradled me as I lay on my back. I was still hard (19 years old, remember?) and it seemed he wanted me to fuck his ass. I couldn't believe it. I'd never fucked an ass before...but there he was, slipping his buns over my raging hard on. He was hard, too, and I loved to watch how his cock moved and twitched. But he seemed hesitant, playing without making a commitment. I felt I was being teased. OK, so I'd never done this before, but if he wanted a fuck I wanted to get on with it! So I grabbed his hips and thrust him down on my cock. I must have been too forceful or too quick, because he cried out in a small whimper. I continued to fuck him hard and agressively, oblivious to his pain; I just wanted my own satisfaction...I needed to get my rocks off, and his tight hole was was the best option at the moment. Actualy, his ass was incredibly tight, like no girl I'd ever known. It was so good I came in a few minutes, with a deeply satisfying release.

I don't remember anything after that. I know we slept together in a twin bed. I know I left in the morning. He took me to breakfast, then dropped me off at a freeway on ramp. He gave me his card, in case I was ever in the area and wanted some hot gay sex. But that's all it was. Hot gay sex, one night stand. No commitment, no 'love.' Deep satisfaction, found by taking a risk. No regrets. I've jacked off to that memory a thousand times.

All right, that's hot. That's what guys dream of in a cock sucker, male or female.

You experience it, then you learn it and give it back to others.
 
I hitched a lot when I was young and had a fair amount of sex that way - mostly with older males. Last time I hitched was so long ago, but it was memorable. My car broke down in Munich, Germany and I had to get back to base. I hitched a ride with a truck driver and I was sucking his big cock about 30 seconds after we got on the road. He came in my mouth three times during that four-hour drive.
 
When I was in the military I'd often hitchhike from or to bars. Fun and I'd occasionally meet some cool people. I got hit on a couple of times, and following the advice of "Even Cowgirls Get the Blues" I'd let them do whatever they wanted as long as they kept driving.
One night, leaving a strip club and feeling aroused I really wanted something to happen. A VW bug pulled to a stop at the corner and I ran up and hopped in. I almost immediately knew I was with a transsexual and when she eventually suggested pulling off into a wooded area I didn't object.
We started off necking and she put my hand inside her shirt on her smallish tits which I also got the opportunity to kiss and suck. She wouldn't let me touch her cock, and pretty soon she had my cock out of my jeans and in her mouth. It didn't take long for her to suck me to completion.
We tidied up and she drove me back to my off-base barracks.
I promptly went and thoroughly brushed my teeth. I had only been with one woman at that time and even though I had many gay fantasies, I wasn't quite ready for the actual experience.
I didn't have my next experience with a guy for 25 years.
 
I used to fantasize about running away from home and hitching rides from big hairy truckers in exchange for my tight ass.

It would be fun to suck and swallow my way across the country with them! I'm sure a lot of those truckers are carrying big loads in more ways than one! ;)
 
When I was younger in in the service I took a bus from so cal to SF arriving pretty late in the evening to see my GF and did not want to go to her families house so late and wake everyone up so as I got off the bus in downtown SF and was thinking of maybe getting a motel, a car pulled up and the guy opened the window and asked me if I needed a ride, I asked him if he could take me to a motel that was close. After I got in he told me I could stay at his place and not spend money for a motel. On the way over to his place he put his hand on my lap and asked if it bothered me, I told him i was not sure. When we got to his place he made us drinks and excused himself to clean up a bit, when he came out of the bathroom all he had on was a robe and it was open with his dick showing, again he asked me if it bothered me, before I could answer he took my hand and put it on his cock. It sprang into action and was hard as a rock, he knelt down and opened my pants , took out my cock and went down on it, any reservations I had about this dissappeared because his blowjob felt so good. As I got close to coming he stopped and said he would not let me come until we did this a few more times and as it built up it will be the best BJ that I will ever have, then he said your turn and I told him I never done that before so I just started giving him a hand job, same thing, as he got close he made me stop. Lets go to bed and get comfortable he says , before you know it I am lying on my stomach and he is on top of me telling me he wants and at this point i had to stop him so he was real mellow and got off the bed and stood up and he wanted me to stroke him again , which i did but he took his cock out of my hand and pressed it to my lips and before you know it the whole thing was in my mouth and I have to admit although I love girls this thing felt wonderful and again before he was ready to come he pulled out and sat me on the bed and went down on my again. After a few minutes we got back on the bed and did the 69 thing and both of us got off. We did this a few times until morning. He took me to breakfast and then dropped me off dropped me off at a local bus stp that would take me to just a few blocks from my GFs. I have thought about this now and then most of my life and it always gets me hot thinking about it. I was in the area for about a year before my duty station changed but always enjoyed my trips to SF to hang out with this guy now and then.
 
When I was younger in in the service I took a bus from so cal to SF arriving pretty late in the evening to see my GF and did not want to go to her families house so late and wake everyone up so as I got off the bus in downtown SF and was thinking of maybe getting a motel, a car pulled up and the guy opened the window and asked me if I needed a ride, I asked him if he could take me to a motel that was close. After I got in he told me I could stay at his place and not spend money for a motel. On the way over to his place he put his hand on my lap and asked if it bothered me, I told him i was not sure. When we got to his place he made us drinks and excused himself to clean up a bit, when he came out of the bathroom all he had on was a robe and it was open with his dick showing, again he asked me if it bothered me, before I could answer he took my hand and put it on his cock. It sprang into action and was hard as a rock, he knelt down and opened my pants , took out my cock and went down on it, any reservations I had about this dissappeared because his blowjob felt so good. As I got close to coming he stopped and said he would not let me come until we did this a few more times and as it built up it will be the best BJ that I will ever have, then he said your turn and I told him I never done that before so I just started giving him a hand job, same thing, as he got close he made me stop. Lets go to bed and get comfortable he says , before you know it I am lying on my stomach and he is on top of me telling me he wants and at this point i had to stop him so he was real mellow and got off the bed and stood up and he wanted me to stroke him again , which i did but he took his cock out of my hand and pressed it to my lips and before you know it the whole thing was in my mouth and I have to admit although I love girls this thing felt wonderful and again before he was ready to come he pulled out and sat me on the bed and went down on my again. After a few minutes we got back on the bed and did the 69 thing and both of us got off. We did this a few times until morning. He took me to breakfast and then dropped me off dropped me off at a local bus stp that would take me to just a few blocks from my GFs. I have thought about this now and then most of my life and it always gets me hot thinking about it. I was in the area for about a year before my duty station changed but always enjoyed my trips to SF to hang out with this guy now and then.
that was hot
 
Dear Lit,

I never thought it would happen to me,but...

I was a naive 18 year old trying to get to my girlfriend at her college. We'd screwed a time or two and I was looking forward to another round, but my car broke down and I had to hitchhike to her school, which was an hour away.

My thumb was out and a car slowed and I opened the door and got in. I almost gasped! I'm not gay and have never been attracted to another guy, but the driver was movie star handsome! He was clearly bigger than me and probably had washboard abs, though I pushed the thought away.

"Hi," he said, as I sat down.

I was toungue tied, I don't know why, and he chatted as we rode down the hiway.

Taylor was his name and he picked up on my shyness. At one point he said! "I know what you need."

I said, "What's that?" and he unzipped his pants.

He pulled out his manhood and I froze and my heart beat faster.

He stroked his beef and with one hand on the wheel put his other hand on the back of my neck. Thinking twice he unclicked my seat belt and put his hand back on my neck. He pulled my head down and said, "Let it happen." I was so scared and he was so big.

Down and down he pushed my head toward his big cock and my heart was a jackhammer and his cock was in my mouth and I was a cocksucker for ever and ever.

But God help me I loved it. I sucked his cock with his hand on the back of my head pushing me down and I sucked his cock. I was hard and I sucked him and moaned.

I sensed the car stopping and he pulled me off his cock by my hair and I was sad. The passenger door opened and he pulled me out and lifted me up on the hood, he was so strong.

Taylor unzipped me and yanked my pants down and I was on my back on the hood of his car and he said he was going to fuck me and I tried to squirm away because I'm not gay but he was so strong and he spread my legs and licked my ass and I moaned and before I knew it he was in me.

Taylor was fucking me and God help me I egged him on. I begged for him to fuck me. I pulled him down and kissed him. I grabbed his ass and demanded he fuck me harder, goddammit.

His cock was so thick and he fucked me so good and we grunted and grunted and he came and came and came and I squeezed my ass to give him that last ounce of pleasure.

Once we caught our breath we dressed and he dropped me off at my girlfriends dorm.

I gave him a kiss, gave him a crotch grab, thought maybe I might be a bit bi after all, and went into the dorm.

As I entered my girlfriends room I noticed she was 69ing with a petite blonde. She said, "Hi babe, want to join us?"

And that, dear Lit, is another story.

jomar
 
my first experiences were as a teen hitch hiking. one time I was hitching with a friend, A guy picked us up, offered us a coke, and pulled off into a park for us to drink it. he went to the rest room and gave us each a magazine to look at, when he came back he asked us if we were hard. my friend and I just looked at each other, then he said lets see who is the biggest and pulled his dick out, my friend showed his and finally i did, he was in the drivers seat, my friend in the passenger seat and i was in the back seat. next thing i know he is blowing my friend, did not take long and he swallowed it all, he then climbed over the seat into the back by me, my friend said go a head it felt real good he went right down and gave me a great blow job and swallowed every drop. we would not do it to him so he jerked off with us watching, I did grab his balls while he pumped, he then blew a huge load all over his shirt. He then drove us to our drop off, as I got out i noticed how cum stained his shirt was. Liked hitch hiking alot
 
My most memorable experience was hitch hiking from central NSW to Melbourne – around 1,200 kms – when I was 19. My first two lifts took me maybe 40kms and it was getting dark when a panel van pulled over. The guy said he was going all the way to Melbourne and I was really grateful. He was 40ish, thin with dark hair and eyes. He talked about his work blah blah blah and I drifted off to sleep. When I woke he was pulling over at a rest stop and the dashboard clock read 11pm. He said he needed to rest for a while and leant back against the door. But then he started talking again, apologised and said he was too wound up, looked at me for half a minute and said what he really needed was a blow job…

Turned out he needed more than a blow job and after he’d dumped a big load in the back of my mouth, said we could get more comfortable in the back of the van. He had a rolled up mattress and after he’d cleared some space we lay together naked. He wanted another blow job and once I’d got him hard he said he had some lube and asked me to go on hands and knees. He was slow going in through my anus but then he got into stride, the van rocking and our shadows dancing on the roof in the dim torch light. He did me again at dawn for a long long time, his dick pulsing inside me like crazy when he came, then we were on our way, back on the highway.

But something was wrong. He didn’t talk any more and barely looked at me. We came to a small town and he said he had to turn off here and I had to get out. It wasn’t even 7am and nothing was open. I watched him drive off down the highway – didn’t turn off at all.
 
Great stories everybody.

Only happened once for me also. I was in college down in Louisiana and was hitch hiking down to my girlfriends college. I hadn't been with her in over a month and I was horny as hell. Anyway, a 40 yo guy picked me up and we had about 2 hours to go to the college where she was at. We chatted for a while and then he started taking the conversation into a sexual direction. I got hard as a rock and even though it was dark outside he could see my erection through the dim light.

Finally he reached over and started fondling my penis, saying "I can see why she likes this cock of yours." I was so horny I didn't stop him and soon my underwear were just soaked with precum.

He pulled over finally and said "Let me suck it for you" and without any hesitation I pulled my pants down and let him go for it. At that point in my life he was the best cocksucker I'd ever experienced. To be honest, he was a ton better than my girlfriend.

In less than 3 minutes I was getting ready to cum and warned him about it. I'd never had anybody swallow my jism before, but he anxiously and obviously wanted to be the first. As he sucked me in deeply my hips raised up, anxiously wanting my cock all the way into his mouth. He gladly took it all the way in and within seconds I felt my rock hard thick pulsating penis unloading shot after shot after creamy shot of warm sperm and semen directly into his throat and into his belly as he swallowed deeply.

Still probably ranks as one of the best blowjobs I've ever received. Anyway, he took me the rest of the way to her college town and left me totally satisfied and happy. Then I fucked my girlfriend better and harder than I ever had before. :D
 
hitch hikers

My second wife and I were up in the mountains in Va and she sees a nice looking black guy and said we should offer him a ride as it was getting dark, so I pulled over and he got in the front seat with us. She started talking to him and much to my surprise she told him he could spend the night with us at a hotel which was ok with me so we checked in and when she got out of the shower she came in naked and just sat on his lap. He looked over at me and I just shrugged and said go for it. They had sex all night and in the morning she kissed him goodbye and he just walked away. It was a very thrilling night as I loved to watch her have sex with other men anyway, she just never had any black cock before and after that she couldn't get enough. It was OK with me.
 
Only come across one hitch hiker driving in the UK and he looked like a hobo so nope, never done this.
That's a shame and hope the hobo was not me. Used to climb a lot in Scotland in my twenties and relied a great deal on hitching back to where my day had started. I got picked up one afternoon by a guy my age on his own. At my car he told me being in the hills made him horny and I agreed. His hand was undoing my shorts in no time and we went down on one another. I remember we took our time and he definitely smelled of dried pee. I was glad because I must have been pretty rancid as well. The next time I was hitching with another guy when a guy stopped and told us he could only take me and left my mate behind. He pulled in to a lay-by near the youth hostel and went down on me. He gave me no chance to do the same for him.

Hitch hiking was a joy for me as a young man. Nowadays I never see a hitch hiker.
 
That's a shame and hope the hobo was not me. Used to climb a lot in Scotland in my twenties and relied a great deal on hitching back to where my day had started. I got picked up one afternoon by a guy my age on his own. At my car he told me being in the hills made him horny and I agreed. His hand was undoing my shorts in no time and we went down on one another. I remember we took our time and he definitely smelled of dried pee. I was glad because I must have been pretty rancid as well. The next time I was hitching with another guy when a guy stopped and told us he could only take me and left my mate behind. He pulled in to a lay-by near the youth hostel and went down on me. He gave me no chance to do the same for him.

Hitch hiking was a joy for me as a young man. Nowadays I never see a hitch hiker.

Glad this thread has been resurrected. It's hot!
I used to hitch hike as a youngster but nothing ever happened whenever I got a lift. Oh the fantasies. Perhaps I should start picking up young hitch hikers now I'm older. But then I would probably be too nervous to make a move on him.
 
Never had the chance, but always liked reading these stories here on lit. Read this whole thread, and wow! Such hot experiences.
 
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