Gay Erotic Stories

I was driving home from a day of college classes down a very busy street. I noticed a car in a shopping center parking lot with it's hood up, so I pulled in to offer some help. The car was about 20 years old and looked like it was in pretty bad condition, I was just wanting to be a Good Samaritan. When I saw the guy that stepped out of the car, I almost lost my nerve to even talk. He was so incredible, I could see the hair on his chest peeking out of his white T-shirt. He was about 6'3" and 200 lbs. He had short black hair and blues eyes. It was late afternoon, and he already had rugged stubble on his face. I could tell he made his living using his hands, they were large and the muscles in his forearm were tight. His hands were stained but not really dirty. I stepped out of my car, and the guy came up to me and offered his hand, "I'm Jack." I asked if he needed some help or if he would like me to give him a ride. He said that he had already called his wife and she was coming from a town about 40 miles away to get him. He thought the car was hopeless. It was so hard to stay focused on what he was saying, because the sunlight that was reflecting off his sky blue eyes, was blinding me. I looked in the back seat of his car and saw a tattered baby's car seat and a half empty twelve pack of beer. In one of the boldest moves I've ever made, I asked, "would you be interested in letting me suck you of while you wait?" Jack must have been shocked to hear me ask that out of the blue. He asked, "What did you say?" I said, "I don't mean to offend you or anything, I just wondered if you would be interested in a blow job." My heart was pounding so hard I could barely hear. Jack sat down in his car and said, "No thanks, I appreciate the offer though. It's been a long time since my wife has put out." "Would you do it if I paid you $50?" I thought he needed money, I hoped it would give his a reason to give into a urge if he had one. Jack said, "Wow, you want to PAY me to let you at my cock?" Hearing him say "cock" made my mouth water. "OK, but we have to make it quick." My hands were shaking as I tried to unlock my door for him. He said he knew a park was about a half mile away. He smelled of oil and sweat, I can still smell it 8 years later. Jack leaned his seat back and said, "I need to get some beer on the way back." My shaking hand reached over and touched his crotch. Through his jeans, I could feel he was already hard! He moaned and pulled his pants down, so that I could pull him out of his cotton briefs. He was about 7 1/2" and very thick, his bitch didn't know how lucky she was. When I parked, he sat up a little and said, "I'll look out for anyone." I pulled his underwear down and inhaled his heavy musk. I rubbed my face in his public hair to cover myself with his scent. As I took his cock into my mouth, he thrust his hips forward and moaned and then growled. I was so fucking hard I was about to shoot without touching myself. "Oh, Jesus!, that feels good!" He loved it when I licked his nuts and tried to get my tongue behind his hairy balls. I wet my finger and slipped it further back and then he shoved my mouth onto his dick. His precum made it easier to get all of him into my throat. Jack held my head onto his crotch, while he pumped my mouth like he was fucking. He let out a louder growl, arched his body slightly, and I knew I was getting what I wanted more than anything. So much cum shot out of his cock that I could barely swallow it all. I was greedy and licked up every drop I could out of his pubic hair, as his eruption subsided. He hurriedly pulled his pants back up and said, "I've got to get back." He asked if I would buy him some beer. Other than gulping down two beers on the way back to his car, Jack just stared out the window away from me. When we got to his car he put out his hand and said, "Thanks man, I needed that." I said, "Just a 'sec, here's the money." Jack stepped out of my car and said, "I can't take money for something I enjoyed that much. I'll remember this for a long time. You better get goin' before the old lady gets here, OK?" On the way home I stopped off in a rest area and beat off, sniffing him on my hand--still tasting his sweet cum.