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By *evin7 OP Man
3 days ago
beaufort |
I was in my 20’s, at uni in South Wales. My car was off the road. I needed to get home to my wife in Runcorn for the bank holiday weekend. I set off at 7.30 on the Saturday morning. I walked for 30 minutes to get onto the main route out of town, travelling light, small backpack, khaki shorts, long sleeved t-shirt, to allow sleeve roll up for the forecast 20 degrees. Complete with cardboard destination sign, thumb out, half smile to attract some caring driver. It was 20 minutes before a white van man pulled over to take me the first 40 miles north. Soon after, a thick set guy in a massive Chrysler car picked me up. He had a great big German shepherd that leaned over from the back seat and slobbered down my right sleeve. Yek! After he dropped me, I was soon taken further on my way by 4 surfer dudes in a Vee Dub bus. I was well up on veedub, so had a long talk about engines and the dreaded no.3 cylinder over-heating issues.
When I was about 45 miles from home, I’d hoped this was my last hop. It was getting dusk, so chances of a lift were fading. Just when the traffic was thinning out and I was starting to lose hope, a guy on his own pulled over, said he was off to Widnes (beyond my destination) and hop in! Wow! Fantastic. It was lovely and warm, and welcoming in the car. I’d eaten and had water so was comfortable. The guy was maybe 10 years older than me, dark hair, and I guess handsome, although I can’t say. He was nice and chatty. He said, hey, if you’re into that sort of thing, there’s some smutty books in the glove box? Ooh, yes, if that’s ok? I replied. He said, there’s a little down light in the glove box, so if you leave it open, you can look at the mags without distracting my view out. Cool! There were a couple of Private mags which were hardcore for the era, lots of open leg shots and some cock sucking poses. Then I notice another mag and picked that up to look at. There were a lot of naked flesh images, which I quickly realised were all male. This was the first gay mag I’d ever seen at the time, and it was seriously hardcore. I was drawn to look at this one first.
After I’d turned a few pages and paused to take in what I was seeing, the guy asked which mag I’d picked out. Oh, erm, the one with guys in, I said. He laughed out loud. I explained, sorry, but I’d never seen a gay mag before, so wondered what sort of pictures they put in there.
And have you found any images you like? He asked.. well, they’re all a bit shocking, to be honest, because the only other cocks I’d seen in this detail were in the gym changing room, and you don’t get the chance to stare, do you? Which picture is your favourite so far? He asked. Well, this one, I said, which is of a guy with pretty much all of another guy’s cock in his mouth, and cum running out of the corner of his mouth.. I never realised they printed stuff like that in magazines. You like that? He asked, then asked, have you ever done that? What? Me? No! I defended … not yet… I’m married! Why? I asked, have you?
Erm, well, yes, he answered, only a couple of times, with mates, messing about..
I said, I’d never even thought of it, but have to admit that the pictures are a little bit of a turn on. He laughed again. Asked, do you think you’d ever do that? Well, I said, I’d have to be in the right situation with nobody else about.
Erm, we’re nearly at delamere forest. It’s dark. There are lots of places to park up. You’re welcome to try if you’d like, he said….
OMG! I said. Really? My cock is rock hard right now. I’d definitely be up to try, if you’d be up for it? |
I sucked on the head a few times, which felt great, but even though I was loving the whole experience, I was impatient now to see what his cum tasted like.
