Little Did I Know

jushorny

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Little did I know the night would become as dangerous and yet as hot as it was about to become. Oh, yea, I knew it could be dangerous hitchiking, but I have been doing it for 10 of my 26 years and never got into serious trouble. In fact, I rather enjoyed it, getting picked up by a stranger, an unknown, wondering who it would be, wondering if they would desire my body. Usually most of them did, my 5'10", 165 lb smooth body, blonde hair, blue eyes, round ass, seems to attract both guys and gals. I had my share of both and always came out alive.

I figured tonight would be no different. I needed to get 100 miles down the road and I was horny, so, being me, I hit the road with my thumb out. For an hour cars passed me by, many slowed but none stopped. By now it was dark, the rain had started pouring down. My white tee clung to my pecs and abs, my jeans hugged my body. At this point I didn't even care if sex was part of the ride, I just wanted a ride, some time outta the rain.

That's when I saw the headlights heading in my direction.
 
The rain had gone from a light shower to a fairly hard downpour in a matter of seconds, it seemed. I flipped the switch by the steering column putting the wipers on hi, and slowed my speed from 60 down to 50, which was closer to the actual speed limit. That's when I saw the form of some unfortunate up ahead on the shoulder, arm extended out into the road, thumb up no doubt. I felt a hot flash as I was gripped with memories from what now, seemed a past life. As if it were reflex, I slowed to a stop as I rolled onto the shoulder, the hitchhiker right in front of my headlights.

Quickly he swung the passenger door open, without even giving me a look first. I knew the deperation he had to get out of the rain, to get where he was going...I gave him a good once over as I asked where he was heading. Though his matted drenched hair I could see his attractive youngish face, I guessed he was 20 or so. His clothes were soaked through and through, and I could easily see his chest under the clingy thin fabric. I felt a jerk in my pants as my cock reacted to this new stimuli, and a warmth spread in the pit of my stomach as I smiled at the kid.
 
I could barely make out the type of vehicle at first, its headlights shiningright on me, blinding my sight. I ran over to the passenger door, now determining it was one of those white work vans. That'd work for a ride for me.

I hopped into the passenger seat, not even looking at the driver. "I'm going quite a ways, but I'll take any sort of ride right about now." I said as I finally glanced over, looking at the driver. I was presently surprised, a guy, probably mid 30's, nice build, great eyes and lips. Not the usual late fifty year old guy with a beer belly.

This would be a piece of cake. I knew, at the very least, I'd have a ride just by giving him a blow job, something I was not adverse to do, certainly not to this hunk. I decide to play the innocent sorry act first, to start.

"Oh, uh, sorry, I probably should asked if you minded giving me a ride before I hopped in. But, shit man, its pouring out there, I'm soaked. Its ok, isn't it, I mean you giving me a ride?" I glanced up and down his body, resting on his crotch, just to give him a slight signal. Then moving my eyes towards the back of the van, noticing how empty it was. "I mean, if you're not cool with this I can get back out in the rain, I'm sure someone will stop."
 
Ha ha...this boy knew exactly what he was doing. He laid it on thick as molassas, putting on the innocent act, acting as if he were not sure about me wanting to give him a ride. This wasn't this kid's first time hitchhiking. It was almost enough for me to push those wicked thoughts that flashed like fire in my brain away, knowing that someone who had gotten rides somewhat regularly wasn't a real safe bet. But the few seconds that my mind had begun to churn away at a twisted past made it too inviting.

"Yeah, of course I'm ok with it. I stopped, didn't I? How far is 'aways', anyhow? I dunno if I've been to that place before."

With a grin, I flashed a reasurring and friendly look at the kid, wanting him to be comfortable until I took it upon myself to make him not so comfortable. My van was big and empty, and this scene seemed to set itself up perfectly. And minutes ago, before I'd spotted him, it had been just about the last thing on my mind.

His eyes travelled up and down my body, and I saw the very deliberate stop they made at my lap. I knew he wanted me to see him checking me out. I casually slid my hand from my thigh to the bulge that had begun blooming under my fly, and gave it a squeeze. No need to beat around the bush, I thought to myself, my eyes never wavering from his as he watched me rub my cock.
 
Ha, I had him alright, he was already squeezing his crotch in anticipation of a blow job from me. Probably some married guy with wife and kids who never got any sex at home unless he begged. I didn't see a wedding ring, but then, lots of tradesman didn't wear them. Damn, he was hot too, this was my lucky night, his bulge looked like more than enough to play with too.

"I'm heading to Cummings, ever here of it? Small town, I have relatives living there and hoping they'll give me a place to stay." Still playing a little innocent.

I saw his hand moving to his crotch, sending me a signal. Shit, two can play at this I thought. Let's see just how much he wants my body. I ran my hand from my thigh, up over my abs and pecs, making sure I rubbed both pecs then moving my hand up behind my neck. "Damn, I'm really soaked, hope you don't mind if I take my shirt off, let the air dry it some." I used both hands and began pulling it out of the waist of my jeans. Peeling it off my wet skin as I raised it up over my head. I used it to wipe off my face before spreading it out.
 
The young guy made it a point to peel his wet shirt up in a slow seductive manner. It was then that I began to ask myself if he was a hustler. I had a hard time thinking that a ride meant enough to him to put on a show like he seemed to be doing. I still hadn't pulled away yet from the spot he'd gotten in, and was having difficulty at turning my face back to the road. As his shirt came off, he spread it out neatly, almost daintily to dry under the air of the fan vent. Again, his eyes locked onto mine and without hesitation, I reached over and tweaked one of his hard nipples.

"Are you trying to tell me somethin', boy? Are you cock hungry, cause if you're not, you're sure giving of the wrong message here." I pinched his nipple harder and watched his lips part as he exhaled with a groan, but before he could answer me I spoke again, as I cupped my package. "It would be my luck to have a cop drive by if we stayed here. Let me drive a little, and we'll find a spot and we can, uh, get comfortable." I jerked my head in the direction of the back of the van, indicating that I wasn't talking about a motel room. He nodded and I released his nipple, only to let my hand slide down his belly to his crotch. I copped a feel and got a good idea about the size of what was hidden underneath his wet jeans, and it made me grin.

I took my hand back and put the van in drive, and pulled back out into the northbound lane. Cummings, I thought, I hate that fuckin' racist town. Then, it occured to me how easily a 'hate' crime could remain a mystery in a place like Cummings. I felt my passenger reach over and rub his palm on my thigh, waiting to see if I protested. I leaned back into the seat and pushed my groin out, and said, "Hey, you can't wait? Well, don't let me stop you. But, don't think that it'll be enough to keep me happy all the way to Cummings, cause it won't be."
 
He had me pegged, at least to some extent, I was cock hungry. I had been with this girl for awhile so it had been a long time since I had tasted cock. It had been even longer since I had a nice cock filling my hole and I gathered what he had would fill me rather well.

He didn't seem like the type, but, the way he pinched my nipple, I began wondering if he was more into cock than I thought. I had pegged him as a straight hunk who would accept a blow job or even accept fucking a guy if he was horny enough. I let out a slight gasp from the roughness at which he was pinching.

As his hand wandered down over my stomach I answered him, "I'm not sure if I'm what you would call 'cock-hungry' but, ah I'm not adverse to giving you a bit of a thrill, a little sexual fun, in payment for the ride." I didn't want to appear to eager, didn't want him to think I gave myself too easily. I stretched back a bit and spread my legs as his hand wandered over my crotch, fully squeezing to check out what I had. Hmm, I began to wonder if he would be wanted his ass fucked, shit, it had been years since my cock had felt a tight ass. I could feel my cock growing under the heat of his hand. "Do you like what you're feeling?" I asked, grinning over to him.

I glanced to the back of the van as he did, he made it known that any fun we would be having would take place back there. I noticed the walls were covered with plywood, straps made to hold thing against the walls hung to the top. It was too dark to see much more than that but I was hoping there would be something soft on the floor.

As he drove to wherever he thought was a safe place to park I eased my hand over onto his thigh, wondering what his reaction would be. I smiled when he simply said it wouldn't be enough to make it to Cummings. That was fine by me, truth be known, my relatives had no idea I was on my way, nor would they probably be thrilled to see me.

I let my hand slide over onto his bulge, squeezing his thickening cock. "So, what turns you on," I asked licking my lips, "Are you into cock or just into having guys play with yours?" My hand kneading his cock, feeling its length, making it grow for me.
 
My hand went on top of his, and I pushed it firmly against my cock. The little 'playa' was beginning to get to me now, and it was unexpected. My brain had pretty much relinquished the process of thinking to my other head, and I flexed my cock deliberately as I held his palm to it, so he could feel my enthusiasm.

Avioding his question of my preferance, I said without looking away from the road, "You don't need to wait. Go on ahead, unzip me and play with it now."
He wasn't hesitant, and began to fumble with my fly. Keeping my foot on the gas, I lifted my ass up from the seat enough to allow the presence of his hand inside my pants to move them down, just enough to expose my cock and balls to him. It was summer; much too warm to be constrained with shorts under my jeans. I saw him grin out of the corner of my eye as he discovered I had gone commando.

Fuck, go ahead and suck me, and you might make it outta this easier than I was thinking...
 
"Damn, my lil driver goes commando, huh? I bet the girls like that" My hand wrapping around your cock, slowly stroking it up and down, Getting a good feel for it, nice, thick, and long. Thinking to myself I better be good with my mouth, this might be a bit much for me to take, it having been so long since anything was inside me.

I felt a need to give him an idea on how good my sucking skills were, keep him enticed as it were. I knelt down between the two seats, keeping my hand on his cock. Looking up into his eyes, "I hope you enjoy a hot wet mouth." I bent my head and licked the head back and forth before sucking half of him in. Moving my tongue around it as I let my saliva coat him. I could smell the heat of the day on him, his balls huge. It must have been awhile I thought to myself. My own cock straining my pants getting turned on just by the idea of sex with this hunk.

I felt your hand on my head, holding me just enough to keep me there but still allowing me to suck as I wanted. My head moving up and down slowly, taking a bit more in with each suck. I loved teasing these guys, get them all hot and bothered before I got serious with my mouth. My hand began playing with your balls, squeezing them, feeling them.
 
The kid was as eager as I was, it seemed. My silent command I'd given for him to suck me must've reached him somehow, cause after just a few up and downs in his fist, he'd knelt beside me, and was wrapping his lips around my meat.

I swallowed hard as his hot mouth engulfed me, sliding down in a tight 'O' til half of my length was in his mouth. Shit, if this was a sample of what was to come, I knew I couldn't drive while he sucked me. Just as I had that thought, I saw a reflective green sign that told me there was a rest area in 3 miles. Oh, hell yes. Perfect. My hand was already holding him by the back of his head as he teasingly suckled my shaft, tickling its fat head and drooling pissslit with his tongue. This certainly wasn't the first cock he'd feasted on, and I was sure that I wasn't the first driver to succumb to his seduction.

"Ah, shit...that's a hot mouth...go easy, I'm gonna pull into this rest area in just a minute. Otherwise, I might wreck this thing."
 
I knew I had him when he told me to slow down. I took my tongue and licked his head, probed his slit, making sure I got all his precum, before pulling off. Using my hand to stroke and to rub his cock over my face, against my cheeks. Then bending down further to lick at his balls as my thumb rubbed his cock head. Damn if there wasn't a coating of precum already.

I used a free hand to shift one leg slightly allowing me to suck one ball into my mouth, rolling it around with my tongue. He was one tasty hunk. I heard him moan as I suck on his balls and decided it was enough for now.

I sat back in my seat, looking over at his cock pointing up, then to his eyes. Making sure he followed my hands I unzipped my jeans, sliding them down to my knees. Rubbing my hard cock as the head poked up above the waistband of my white briefs, giving him a bit of a show as it were.
 
I think I might've made an audible sound of relief when the exit came into my sight. Fuck, it couldn't have been quick enough. All the way to the right now, I coasted off the road onto the slick wet blacktop drive. The kid had gone ahead and pulled his own hard on out, and was stroking himself and groaning out loud, letting me know how turned on he was with this sort of scene. Oh, me too, I thought to myself as I pulled into a parking spot. The rain was still coming down, but not as hard as it had been ten minutes ago. I turned the key back, shutting off the van and turned my body in the direction of my slutty passenger.

I held onto my own bone as he kept right on jacking himself, and as I gave myself a stroke I said, "Ok, let's get serious now. Come in the back with me, and I'll let you suck on this so'more", emphasizing my point by shaking my cock at the young hustler.
 
I kept slding my hand up and down on my cock as he pulled into the rest area. He was more than ready to go. I began wondering how difficult it would be to convince him to let me fuck his ass, I bet it was a hot one. I smiled over at him as he licked his lips. Thinking to myself, I'm sure I can get his ass, just a little teasing, getting him so close his balls wanna bust then backing off, it worked every time.

I licked my lips as he said he'd LET me suck on him some more, such a nice guy I thought to myself. I lifted my ass off the seat and moved into the back, feeling his eyes on me as I slid my pants off completely, leaning back against the side of the van, my hand wandering over my pecs and abs as my cock pointed up.
 
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