Roadside Service 5

I'm back with another true story!

If you've read my story about exploring my curiosity and the true stories that followed, you know I'm bi. When I decided to experiment with a guy, it was in the front seat. I had always fantasized about it and when it happened, I didn't want to stop. So that's the context.

Over a year after knowing I'm bi, I was happy with myself. Things were going well. Work, gym, hobbies etc. Since I was living alone, I had privacy so after sun down, I'd take out my sex toys. But plastic just doesn't have the same feel as the real deal. So what did I do? What I always do. Seek out men. Why not women? Because men have something I love that women cannot give me.

I opened my Grindr and started chatting with people. The interests don't always align so it took a while, until I struck gold! I connected with a guy named Anthony. He worked as a manager at a motel. As we chatted, I realised this was going to work. When he asked me what brought me to Grindr, I straight up told him that I was looking to suck cock, and that if he could pick me up, I'd be happy to suck him off in the car. And he was eager alright.

Fortunately, he was just a 10 minute drive away from my place. Oh wait, I didn't mention where I stayed, did I? Galway, Ireland was perfect for this. Less populated, well spaced out, and the sun set very early. And by 10, the residential areas were quiet and the streets were pretty much empty.

He picked me up, and we drove past a gated area onto a long, thin road. It was pitch dark, with greenery on each side. The road broadened on the left just a bit, enough for a car to stop on the side, and that's exactly what he did.

I immediately looked at him and said, "uh, you sure? We're literally on the side of the road. What if someone passes by? Besides, if you look been the trees on the left, you can see the university campus accommodation. Anyone who spots a car will surely get curious."

He immediately turned off the headlights, and I couldn't see a damn thing. He then said with a low, thick voice, "oh don't worry, we're good."

That's hardly reassuring, right? But the thrill was such that I immediately forgot what I was worried about. He pulled down his pants and underwear after pushing his seat back and put on his flashlight so I could see what I was going to working with. And it doesn't disappoint!

He was a good 7 inches, and hard, which went well with his 6 foot, lean frame. And the fact that he was bald made him look leaner!

I immediately got some spit into my hands, and then grabbed his cock. I began to stroke it steadily, with light twisting motions, moving from the top of the head, to the shaft. I started to circle the head gently with my finger tip and he squirmed hard. That was when I decided to go down.

I slowly circled my tongue around his head and kept changing directions. I then wrapped my mouth around it and started to take him in inch by inch. I continued to circle his shaft with two fingers in twisting motions while gently sucking him off. "ohh that's a lad! You're so fuckin good at this," he whispered, barely breathing steadily.

I looked him in the eyes and said, "oh I've had a lot of practice." And then I kept going.

He put his hand on my head and began to force it down till I was gagging while I deep throated. When I came up for air and caught my breath, I whispered to him, "tell me how badly you want this. you don't have to be so nice, you can be dirty. you can be nasty, I like it."

He then looked at me and said, "oh you little cock slut, you will do this for me again, won't you?" I nodded.

"You are my cock slave." The idea of being this for him felt so dirty and wild, it drove me nuts! I immediately swirled my tongue around his head again and gently flicked the tip and he moaned very loudly!

After a few minutes, without warning, he gripped my head and thrusted upwards hard! My mouth was warm. I'll admit I have tasted better! But he wasn't bad. I then cleaned myself off with tissue and he drove me back home. When I got home, I cleaned up and texted him to let him know I had a good time. He immediately responded, "it's been a while since I've done this. I missed it so much! You give amazing head." And I felt so proud, not going to lie.

I then asked him if he hooked up often to which he replied that he didn't too regularly but he'd love to and we could make it a regular thing! And so we did.

The very next night, he texted me on grindr saying he was done with work. I told him I was up for it so he picked me up again, and, well you know the rest.

Some nights one of us wouldn't be free, but when we did meet, boy did we make the most of it.

I moved away few months later. I miss him and hope he's doing great. As for me, if I do go back, I'm definitely going to find him. If cars could talk, the stories his could tell about me ;)