On my way to work this morning I was driving on the highway next to a BMW. I was in the middle lane, the car was to my right. I turned my head to see who was driving. A very good looking man, thick salt and pepper beard, blue eyes, thick salty and pepper hair combed nearly and parted to one side.
The driver turned his head slightly to the his left and caught me looking at him. I maintained the same speed for a bit and we continued to steal glances at one another while attempting driver safety on this major roadway.
The driver nodded his head at me and used his left hand to point towards the next exit. I wasn’t sure if that was an invitation to exit along with him or to indicate he was getting off the highway and that would be the end of our teasing.
I decided to try my luck and I slowed down to get behind him. The exit had two lanes turning left and the light was red. I pulled up next to him again and he rolled down his window and said, “follow me”, in a deep “Dad” voice. I also noticed his wedding band, which I suppose doesn’t always mean he’s married to a woman these days.
My heart was racing as I followed him for another mile or so and he turned right into a giant parking lot of an office building and pulled into a parking spot somewhat toward the back not to be too noticeable. He backed into a spot and I rolled up next to him. It was almost 7am so it was a bit early therefore the lot was not full.
I rolled down my window as his was already, and he introduced himself to me as “Pete”. He was forward and to the point. He said he was married for almost twenty years and that his wife hadn’t given him head in over 15 years and sometimes he lets guys suck him off. He wondered if I might be interested to “help him out.”
We weren’t even parked there for five minutes and already he was soliciting for my oral services.
I played coy a little.
“How do you know I’m into that sort of thing?”
“Dude, you were cruising me on the highway. I knew right away. I bet you’re a great cocksucker. You probably have lots of experience.”
“You got me. Yes, one could say that I’ve sucked plenty of cock. So why don’t you show me what I’m working with?”
I saw Pete manipulate his trousers with his hands and he pulled them down along with his briefs. He raised his waist up so I could see his pecker. It was very, very nice. At least seven inches and plenty thick. His balls were slightly hairy and his pubic hair was also salt and pepper, mostly dark, thick and wiry. I thought I saw a pearl of cum beaded on his slit, nicely shaped head.
“Very, very nice.” I said, as I licked my lips.
“Hop in.”
I rolled up my window and turned off the ignition and walked over to his BMW and sat in the passenger seat. It was a two door. Pete pushed his seat all the way back and reclined, he placed his hands behind his head and his erection was strong as his cock was begging for it, throbbing and jumping, begging for my mouth.
I bent over the seat and placed his thickness in my hand while using my mouth on his dick head, tasting his sweet precum. I lapped it up, using my tongue under his cock head and Pete began to moan in complete delight. I used my hand to cup his balls and then I opened wide and took him down to the root.
“Holy fuck! That’s fucking amazing! Ohhh fuck!”
Pete pushed on the back of my hand with his left hand, I could feel the gold band on the back of my bald head. Pete jutted his hips upward and I increased the suction as he gave me a good skull fuck. When he let go, I dismounted and there was a pool of wetness, his balls were covered with my throat slime and his pubes were becoming damp.
I rubbed his cock and balls all over my beard and Pete slapped his hard cock against my cheeks. His eyes peered down at me while I looked up to his.
“Fuck, you’re a good cocksucker. Open your mouth and let me feed you my nut.”
I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. Pete guided my head down on his masterpiece until once again all of it was throated. This time he grabbed each side of my face, covering my ears and he grunted loudly with each stroke.
“I haven’t cum in over a week. You’re gonna get a mouthful, cocksucker!”
Every time he called me a cocksucker I melted inside. The name calling is extremely hot for me.
He was going harder now, almost forcing me to choke on his thick cock.
“Ohhh fuck, that’s so nice. So fucking good! Oh fuck…take that big dick down your throat cocksucker. You want my load, don’t ya?”
I mumbled “mmm hmmm!”
“Yes, I know you do. You like having daddy’s big boner raping your throat. I know you do. Fuck! Oh fuck, here it comes you bastard. Oh FUCK! Fuck! Swallow my nut, swallow all of it. Take it down your throat fucking cocksucker!”
Blast after blast of hot cum shot down my gullet, I felt his cock literally jumping in my mouth. I had made such a tight seal, none of it escaped. It was thick and ropy, and the car had a bleach smell afterwards. I could taste his strong scented semen on my tongue. For sure I was gonna have cum breath all day. When I lifted my head I saw his cock glistening in the sunlight. I used my hand to squeeze out any remaining cum and placed my mouth on his sensitive cock head to finish my morning meal.
Pete’s “off-switch” kicked in post cumming. He reached for his pants and underwear to quickly stuff his shirt back inside. Not even a thank you as he quietly dressed so I just opened the passenger door and retreated back to my car. I hadn’t even started my car and Pete peeled away quickly. Did I feel used? Yes, very much so. Did I mind being used? No, not at all. I was happy to help the man out.
It was an unexpected way to begin a Monday morning, but in a very good way. So I shut the door to my office because I just had to write this story while it was still fresh in my mind and while I can still taste Pete’s sweet cum in my mouth.
