I was wandering my usual cruising area. I had been here for at least a couple of hours now. It was starting to become exasperating. It was a warm Friday night and lust was in the air. It certainly was for me. Every so often a car would pass by and I could tell it was for them, too. However, no takers yet. I continued walking up one side of the street and down the other. A car would pass and I would check to see if they were giving me an extended look. Some were passing through on their way to wherever they may be headed but occasionally I would get that look, the one that said 'I'm horny as hell and need to do something about it.'
So far, not too many looks of that sort tonight. You know your chances are increasing when you see the same vehicle pass more than once. When someone starts circling the block, you know they are looking for something more than a parking spot. I hadn't seen too much of that tonight. It was still relatively early, around eleven P.M. I had gotten an early start tonight, hoping for more than one encounter, but it seemed as if I wasn't going to have much luck getting an early start.
I casually strolled up the block and when I reached the corner, I decided I would take a rest for a few minutes. There was a commercial building there that was closed for the day and I leaned on the wall. I always tried to do this on a corner because you get get traffic from two directions. This particular spot was a good one because it had a fire hydrant right in front near the corner that would leave a space open should one of the cars want to pull over and talk to me.
After a few minutes I started walking down the block again towards the corner at the far end of the block. Once I reached that corner, I turned around to in order to walk back to the corner from which I had just come. A few steps in a small blue car turned the corner from behind me and gave me the look I had been hoping to see, that long stare with direct eye contact. I gave him the same look in return, and then he sped off. I was hoping I had not seen the last of him. I watched as he drove up the block to see which way he would go. If he made a right or went straight, he was likely leaving the area and that would be that. But, if he made a left turn, there was a very good chance he would come back around for a second look. I felt a rush of excitement when he made a left.
As I continued walking I was frequently looking around, hoping to see that small blue car turn the corner again. I was about half way down the block when I saw that same car turn the corner and start heading up the block. When he reached me, he slowed to a crawl and gave me the stare, and I gave him the stare right back. He nodded in the direction I was already walking and took off.
As I watched his car, it pulled over at the fire hydrant I had been standing near a bit earlier. He sat idling at the hydrant as both my feet and my heart quickened their pace. I was breathing heavier, and not from exertion. As I was nearing his car I heard his window roll down. It was the loveliest sound I heard so far tonight. If I am lucky, I will be hearing a lot more sounds that are even lovelier soon enough. Finally, I had reached his car.
"Hey." he said.
"Hey." I responded.
He asked " Are you looking to hang out for a while?"
"Yeah, I am, definitely" I answered.
"Turn around and let me see your ass" he demanded.
I turned around and he reached out of his window and grabbed my ass firmly with his left hand. He gave it a couple of good squeezes and said "Nice. I can definitely work with that. You like to get fucked in that thing?"
"I do" I answered.
"What's it gonna cost me?" he asked.
"Nothing," I replied, "I'm not out here for money."
"Great. So then you're only out here for cock. How do you like this one?"
I looked inside his car and he had his hard cock out and he was slapping it against his steering wheel. It was a very nice looking one, too. Somewhere around six and half or seven inches, quite thick with a nicely shaped head and prominent veins. It was certainly something I could spend a lot of time with.
"That's a great looking cock." I replied.
"Why don't you get in and you can get a much closer look at it." He said.
I walked around the front of the car and entered on the passenger side, sliding into the seat. As soon as I closed the door, he grabbed my left hand and put it on his manhood. I wrapped my fingers around it and felt it's incredible hardness and thickness as I very slowly stroked it up and down.
"I have a good spot, we'll be their in a few minutes," he said, "why don't you see what it tastes like in the mean time."
With that, I leaned down into his lap and licked his cock on the underside from the base, letting my tongue glide over the road map of veins that led directly to the head and ran my tongue around the head of his cock several time and let my tongue explore the top side on it's journey back down. When I reached the bottom, I took his balls out of his pants and let my tongue explore his scrotum, which encased what felt to be an exquisite pair of balls. I sucked one of his balls for a bit and then switched to the other. After having a good taste, I ran my tongue all the way back up and took his glans into my mouth, ran my tongue around it several times and then proceeded to let the rest of his cock enter my mouth.
I was sucking his dick with steady up and down motions while he continued driving to whatever destination it was he had in mind. He stopped for what was apparently a red light and he told me to keep my head down because some people were crossing the street. That was alright, because I had no intention of taking him out of my mouth. I was thoroughly enjoying giving him this mobile blowjob.
Several minutes later his car was making several short maneuvers, I heard him shift it into park and he turned the car off, turning the key all the way back so that his radio would stay on. With out disturbing what I was doing, he reached down under his seat and then slid his seat back some. It was now much easier for me to get at the treat he provided for me. His right hand found the back of my head and gently rested there while I continued with my business. He started gently massaging the back of my head and moaning as I was filling my mouth with what I needed most, very lightly moving his hips to the rhythm of the head he was receiving. His breath seemed to grow heavier and heavier with each downward motion of my head and he grabbed my hair with both hands and began forcing my head down onto him and thrusting up into my mouth with each downward motion, saying "Suck it, bitch, suck that cock. You're a great faggot cocksucker. Don't stop, I'm almost there."
I did exactly as I was told and he continued to thrust himself into my mouth with two handfuls of my hair until finally he stiffened up a bit and I suddenly felt the warm rush of him ejaculating his into my mouth. I felt the thick fluid wash over my tongue and sensed the wonderful taste of fresh cum simultaneously. I swallowed every drop he had deposited in my mouth and then, with his cock still in my mouth, gently stroked him with my hand to ensure I got every drop he had to offer.
"Shit," he said, "I'm glad I ran into you. I really needed that." He put himself back into his pants and got out of the car and told me to do likewise. This is the first time I had seen where he brought us. It was a dead end street and there was nothing but a cemetery on one side and a closed factory on the other. I've never been on this street before, but it was sure a great place for some car sex. The likelihood of being interrupted was minimal. I exited the car as he requested as he was sliding the driver's seat as far forward as it would go. He came around to the passenger side and slid that seat all the way forward as well.
He opened the back door of his car and said "Come on, sit in the back with me." I obliged and after he got into the back and slid across the seat, I got in and closed the door. He was removing his shoes putting them under the front seat, so I did likewise.
"You ever been fucked in the back of a car before?" he asked