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Hitchhiker, Part 2
by Blueboymjc
It took a while for me to recover from a very much near death experience and an unbelievable orgasm on my part. Greg on the other hand recovered quickly. After sharing a very long hot and salty kiss with me, he sat back in his seat and gave a sigh of relief. I asked him, “You okay?”
“Yes,” he answered, “but when you slammed on the brakes it shoved your cock further into my throat than anything had ever ventured.”
“I guess it was a good thing we weren’t fucking, eh!” I replied. The look that crossed his face could have melted ice.
“You want to?” he asked. “Fuck ya, but me first,” I answered.
“Right on dude, where are we gonna do it though?” he asked.
“We will drive till we find a motel, okay?” I replied.
“Yes, I would really like to explore this huge load thing with you, in a more relaxed atmosphere,” he confided.
We got out and surveyed the car to search for damage. It seems that the only thing scathed in the altercation was his throat. As you will remember we are both still naked so as he bent over to check the wheel well for branches or any other debris we had picked up, I squatted behind him and parted his ass cheeks. He was a bit startled but stayed in the position and begged me to lick his ass. He did not need to beg, it was my full intention. I let my tongue circle is pink ring while I reached around and stroked his big fat cock. He was a piece guys, a real piece! I flicked my tongue around his hole and darted just slightly inside his ring, just enough to make his groan in pleasure. Next I took a full top to bottom lick of his whole crack. His sweat was sweet and moist to my face. I hadn’t shaved in a couple of days and this helped a lot when I pulled his cheeks apart and planted my lips and inserted my tongue deep in his ass. His groans of pleasure and the swelling of his cock told me that every thing was going my way. I know we said that I would get fucked first but that might have to wait. I was so horny I was wasting amounts of pre cum on the sand beneath my feet. I continued to suck and play with his hole. I would pull his cheeks apart and rub my unshaven cheek across his pucker. He would wince in excitement or push his ass back against my face, almost like he hoped my face would fit right up his hole. When I eat ass I can do it for hours and it never tires me out. There is something surreal about eating ass. It is so hard to describe but so pleasing to do. I have yet to meet a guy who could take it as long as I wanted to do it. As far as I am concerned, “Ass” is a food group.
I had been in this position for about 20 minutes when I decided to use my fingers. I inserted first one then another and finally a third. He was loving it, pushing his ass back onto my hand and drawing forward for another thrust back onto my fingers. I needed no more encouragement. I stood up turned him around and kissed him hard on the mouth. I continued to rub the hardness between his legs while we sucked face. He broke the kiss, looked deep into my eyes and with almost child-like innocents said, “Forget the motel--fuck me here on the hood of the car! Please fuck me--fuck me here--fuck me now!”
I needed no more encouragement. I picked him up in my arms and laid him down on the hood of the car. I looked deep into his wanting eyes as I placed my engorged cock at the entrance of my ecstasy…
I heard from a few of you, and should you like to know the rest please let me know. blueboymjc@hotmail.com subject Hitchhiker
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