I was nervous, certainly, not that I hadn’t had sex with men, three more times actually since my first in a public toilet cubicle but I’d never been so bold as to drive to a car park, a well-known place for such things. I knew this because a guy online had been told so and we’d been chatting long enough for me to know he wasn’t making it up.
So here I was, having followed his advice although he wasn’t going to be able to make it, he’d told me, in this occasion.
I sat there while watching various comings and goings, clearly not all for the reasons I was there but taking the time being mid-evening and twilight I guess they probably were. A man approached my car and leaned in asking if I wanted to suck him off. I couldn’t resist the offer and said yes, he got in the passenger side and opened his jeans telling me to pull it out, so I did. I peeled down his shorts and a dangerously thick and hairy cock popped out, proud, red and trickling precum.
Instantly I felt the bulge in my own trousers increase even more. I wrapped my fingers around his bare cock which was now thick and very veiny; he was quite a heavy-set and well-built man. Leaning down I felt him put his hand on the back of my head and I touched it with my lips. The smell served only to further arouse me. I felt the pressure of his hand on my head as the tip of his wet cock slipped between my lips and I tasted him for the first time and started instantly sucking him, too fast as it turned out and he forced me to slow down. I was still not very practised at this but I hoped I was learning.
His cock tasted of warmth, if that’s possible and soon I was devouring it and his ever-present precum with relish. I had found a rhythm he liked as I felt his hips move in unison. Breathing wasn’t easy but I got the hang of it as I couldn’t have got away now even if I’d wanted too, he firmly held my head right where he wanted me.
He grew thicker as I sucked him and clearly he was good at edging because he held back cumming so I just had to keep sucking.
Just then I felt as though we were being watched. We were, another guy appeared by my window. I couldn’t stop sucking his cock as he wouldn’t let me as I felt this other guy’s reaching in and began unfastening my top button and awkwardly pulling down my flies. He had pulled my closest leg out to make it easier. I felt his hand reach into my boxers and pull my cock out which I knew was now raging hard. He started wanking me. They were both beginning to feel like a tag team, had they planned to do this with whoever they hooked up with. Whatever it was I was the lucky recipient, especially as I’d never before had two men using me at the same time.
His cock twitched in my mouth but he wouldn’t cum so I just had to keep taking it, sometimes he even pushed my head down harder making it hit the back of my throat. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold out long before shooting my lot, I tried but he clearly was very practised and knew how to make me, then I did, I felt my cock give up its sperm in one immense spur followed by plenty more dribbling out and down my shaft and his hand.
Still the guy who’s cock was in my mouth hadn’t cum. I sucked harder feeling my mouth struggling to know what to do next when I felt his hips stiffen and him breathing change, he exploded in my mouth while making sure I stayed on it the whole time being forced to swallow every drop. I did my best gulping while plenty also escaped messily over my hand which was resting on his inner thigh.
I was relieved, it was tiring, but also pleased I did it. I wiped my mouth with some tissues as I sat up, turned and saw the man outside poking his cock through the window. It was his turn and he expected me to suck him off too. I did, I felt I had too now.
He too grabbed my head and positioned it so his cock went cleanly in, then instantly started fucking my used mouth. He wasn’t as big but was longer, maybe 7 or 8 inches, though this may be just my imagination after the fact. He didn’t seem bothered about lingering or edging for very long as I sucked my second cock today within minutes of each other. He was very verbal, praising me, calling me names, saying things like, “yeh, suck it slut”, and, “you’re getting good at this, aren’t you”. I’m not sure I remembered exactly but it was pretty much that. I was truly finding it addictive once I got over the initial aroma of each cock so close up. I even worked out how to roll my tongue around the head while he fucked my mouth.
While I did this the other guy was rubbing my groin, trying to make me hard again maybe as I’d become floppy after my orgasm. He was right, faster than ever before after cumming I felt an erection coming again, taking its time but still growing. The standing man said again, “take it slut”. I did encouraged even more by once again being wanked. I couldn’t believe I would cum again so soon after already having done so but I did, not as powerful as the first but still, the sensation that absorbed my hips were the same.
It was bliss, and as I did the standing man cum in my mouth, another load of sperm trickling down my throat, I took it, most of it this time. I was exhausted, gobsmacked at what had just happened. He got out of the car and joined the other guy leaving me with the words, “if you come here again, next time we’ll spit roast you well and good, cockslut”. It took me a moment to register at first what that would entail, and then that from the tone and expression they were absolutely serious, this was a promise.
I thought, I had probably not come back then, but then I thought, actually, I know I will, I have to now and they knew it.
~~Sylla
