I glanced one more time at Cal as he lay sleeping and smiled for the great time we just spent together. I made sure the door was locked as I left his place. It was close to 2:00 am and I had quite a long trek ahead of me. It was much cooler than earlier so I zipped up my jacket as I headed back to the center part of town. Cal had given me $750 and I could've used the money to get a cab but the exercise was much better for me. I had been walking for close to a half hour when a car pulled up beside me.
"You need a ride," this guy asked.
"Depends on which way you're going," I said.
"I'm actually heading up towards Iowa," he said.
"I'm not going that far but I still have about an hour trek left."
"Hop on in then, It's too damn cold to be walking that far," he said. As I started opening the door I noticed some gay magazines on the seat. He reached over and grabbed them and tossed them into the back seat. "Sorry bout that," he said.
"It's cool," I answered as I reached for the seat belt and latched it in. "It's hard to read those things while you're driving."
"I just like looking at the pics," he said. "My fucking wife just doesn't understand."
"I know what you mean. We all need an outlet," I said.
"Finally, someone that understands me," he responded as he reached out to shake my hand. "My name's Phil."
"I'm Lee, thanks for the ride Phil." As we shook hands his fingers felt a little slimy. I reached up to pretend I was scratching beside my nose and took a whiff. It smelled like precum.
"You know Phil," I said, "If you want to stroke one out it wouldn't bother me."
"How the fuck did you know," he asked.
"Let's just say you didn't quite wipe all the precum off your fingers before we shook hands," I said smiling at him.
"Fuck, sorry about that dude. I feel so fucking embarrassed right now."
"Don't feel embarrassed man, it's your ride. What you do is no one's business. However, I wouldn't mind a taste of your precum directly from the source."
"I've always heard of guys propositioning each other and always wondered why it's never happened to me. Your fucking with me aren't you? Is this like candid camera or some shit," he said.
I started laughing my ass off and after I composed myself I told him I was serious.
"But you don't look gay," he said.
"It's because I'm in disguise," I said cracking up again, "I'm cock sucking taking it up the ass man," I responded as we both started laughing.
"That's some funny ass shit dude," he said. With his eyes on the road I reached over and placed my hand on his cock.
"Mmmm, your cock is still hard," I said, "I know a place close by." I gave him the directions as we pulled up behind a dance studio back away from the road. As soon as we parked Phil pulled me in for a hot kiss. By the way he was kissing me, which had me hard in no time, I could tell he hadn't had sex in a while. After kissing for a couple of minutes he broke our kiss and smiled at me.
"Let's move into the back seat," he said. When I got in the back seat Phil was pulling down his pants and a nice 6" fat cock sprang out. I crawled between his legs as he leaned back smiling at me. I grabbed his cock and stroked it a couple of times. He wasn't cut, which I liked because with every stroke when the head was exposed he was leaking lots of precum. I moved up as I stroked his cock and kissed him again then dove down and exposed the head as I licked up his delicious precum. Phil gasped as I pulled his cock into the mouth as I bobbed my head up and down as I swirled my tongue around the head of his cock. "Fuck yeah, suck that cock man," he said as he ran his fingers through my hair. I then dove down and took all 6" feeling the head go past my gag reflex. "Ahhhh, fuck, that feels so fucking good," he said through panted breaths. I slowly pulled up the length of his cock as I twisted my head from side to side giving him ultimate pleasure. I slurped and sucked his cock like a starving animal. I loved feeling the head breach my throat with every down stroke.
"I'm gonna fucking cum dude, oh fuck that feels amazing," he said as he began thrusting upwards and grabbed a handful of my hair forcing my head down. As he thrust upwards with my free hand I reached underneath him and shoved my middle finger up his asshole. That sent him over the edge as he held my head down and shot the first blast of cum straight down my throat. I wanted to taste his hot load so I pulled back as he shot his next few hot spurts onto my tongue. I continued sucking him until his body went limp and he slouched against the door. I let his cock slip from my mouth and opened my mouth to show him his hot creamy load then I swallowed his hot sticky jizz. Some was still on my tongue as I leaned up to kiss him. He kissed my mouth hungrily as he sucked on my tongue as he tasted the remnants of his load. We then softly kissed each other as his breathing returned to normal.
"That was so fucking hot dude," he said, "My wife could learn a thing or two from you."
"When you get back from Iowa you need to hit me up and maybe we can unleash her dark side. Food for thought Phil," I said. I could see the wheels in his head turning as he smiled at me. He then tucked his cock back into his pants as we moved back into the front seat. We made small talk as he drove me to my house. As we pulled up and parked Phil thanked me for the incredible blowjob and said he hoped to return the favor some day. He pulled me towards him and we kissed one last time before I exited his car. As I was grabbing my jacket he grabbed it and tugged on it.
"You can have it if you want it," I said, "I have plenty more in my closet."
"Thanks again," he said as I closed the door and he drove off. I sure hoped we would meet up again then realized I forgot to ask for his phone number. As I unlocked the door to the house I threw my jacket on the chair and something fell out of the pocket. As I went to pick it up I noticed it was $100 and his business card with his home and office number on it along with his picture on the card. He was a very handsome man and was looking forward to him fucking me next time we got together. I guess you could say I was on cloud nine after the day I had so far.
Normally when I give blowjobs I get really thirsty so I headed to the kitchen for some water. I pulled out a bottled water from the fridge and took it with me to my bedroom. As I walked down the hall I noticed a light emanating from under the door. Who the fuck was in my house? I walked back to the hallway closet and grabbed a firearm not knowing who was in my house. As I crept back to my bedroom I could hear a faint sound of music. I slowly turned the door knob and opened the door. The first thing I noticed was two of my candles on my dresser were lit and some guy was asleep in my bed. I quietly walked to the other side and noticed it was my buddy Mitch. As soon as I touched him to wake him up he immediately sat up.
"Huh, what, who the fuc......" escaped his lips.
"What the fuck you doing in my house Mitch," I yelled angrily at him.
"Tina kicked me out and I thought it would be cool if I crashed here," he said.
"How the fuck did you get in?"
"Remember I went with you to the hardware store and you bought that fake rock to hide your spare key. I knocked for 10 minutes and was freezing my ass off when I remembered the key. Any by the way, you can tell it's fake from the other rocks......". That's when I cut him off.
"You had no fucking right dickhead," I yelled, "I could've fucking shot you. What the fuck were you thinking? Had it been anyone else the coroner would be coming to take their fucking body away."
