Date: Mon, 19 Mar 2012 14:04:23 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Car Fun (6)

Car Fun
By
Storyguy22

(6)

   When the weekend rolled around I had to suspend my car fun activities
due to parental demands that seriously interfered with my usual free
time. As a result, I was particularly eager to resume my adventures on this
Monday, and I paced my bedroom, anxiously awaiting the departure of the
parents to their respective work places. Needless to say I was hopelessly
horny, and I could hardly wait to again feel the incredible sensations of
some man fondling my naked young body, and the heart-stopping feeling of
spurting my creamy load into a willing mouth.

   As I listened carefully for the parents vehicles to startup outside I
searched through my dresser and closet looking for just the right outfit to
wear for my road quest, something that would be a quick attention getter
without being sufficient to get me busted by some cop happening by as I
stood along the roadway. I also wanted something that would be minimal in
terms of covering my slim young body, and especially the intriguing
boy-bulges at my crotch while at the same sending a clear message that this
body, and these bulges were very much available should a man find himself
interested.

   As I heard my Dad's car start up and drive away I came across an old and
really faded pair of jeans on a hanger in the closet, and as I examined
them closer I realized that they were so over laundered that they had
become nearly transparent. Recalling that I had not tossed them out only
because there had been some talk of me painting my bedroom and I had
thought they would be expendable for that purpose, so I had held onto
them. Now, it seemed as though I might be able to do some scissor work
which would render them into a very sexy and revealing pair of snug fitting
cutoff shorts that would, due to the extreme softness of the worn material,
leave little to the imagination regarding the anatomy they covered. I also
came up with a well worn tee shirt that would make an equally strong
candidate for the rag bin due to a fair number of various sized holed and
tears. Deciding I could scissor the tears so as to strategically expose a
fair amount of my smooth torso and perky little nipples, I went to my desk
and retrieved a scissor.

   Spreading the garments out on my bed, I first wacked the legs off the
jeans, leaving a very short hem that barely concealed my hairless pouch,
and exposed the lower contours of my pert little butt cheeks in the
back. Taking the tee shirt then, I cut off the bottom part, leaving a new
hemline that ended just below my nipples, and I widened the existing holes
to expose an abundance of my tanned torso, and allowing each nipple to be
fully exposed when I moved just right. Satisfied with my handiwork, I
searched through my stack of undies, and while I did possess a few pairs of
little briefs I considered quite sexy, I boldly decided that today I would
go commando and kind of kill two birds with one stone, to wit, allow the
wonderful freedom of my balls and dick going unencumbered under the tiny
cutoffs, while at the same time allowing for easy access to being naked to
some man's exploring hands, or lips. I put on the ensemble, and studied my
reflection in my full length mirror, feeling my dick stir as I eyed my sexy
little body in the clearly slutty outfit. Yup, I decided with a grin, this
definitely sends the message I was looking to deliver without leaving much
doubt of my willingness to play. While I had been busy with my tailoring
work I had heard mom drive off, so I quickly headed out the door myself,
moving quickly to cross the pasture that led to the road.

   I climbed over the rail fence, and walked along the road a ways until I
stood in the cooling shade of a big oak tree. I stopped there beside the
road and waited, my ears on alert for approaching traffic as my dick pulsed
with anticipation, and I was unable to resist touching it on the outside of
my thin cutoffs as I anticipated the upcoming action of the day, excited to
back on the road and eager for more car fun. Turns out the wait was short,
as only a few minutes had passed when I heard an approaching vehicle. On
alert now, I gazed up the road, and a moment later I spotted a service van
coming off the far off bend, entering the straightaway which passes my
positions. As he drew closer, I put on a come-hither smile, cocked my hip
to one side in what I hoped was a sexy pose, and raised my hand, extending
my thumb in the traditional manner. The van slid past me, and I clearly saw
the man driving take a good look at me, and a second later the brake lights
flashed as he quickly slowed to a stop before reversing, and backing to my
position, and stopping.

   Moving to the open passenger window, I bent down and smiled at the guy
in the van, my eyes quickly assessing him as he did pretty much the same to
me. I guessed him to be around forty, nice enough looking, and dressed in
some sort of workman uniform of dark blue. I saw his gaze drift over my
much exposed chest, and as he looked I saw his tongue slide over his lips,
and then he smiled broadly at me, and said,

   "Well, good morning hot stuff...can I be lucky enough that you are in
need of a ride somewhere?"

   I smiled and nodded, and pulled open the door, swinging it wide so that
he could see the whole package, and as his hungry gaze travelled over my
barely-there little cutoffs, he did that lick the lips thing again. Knowing
I had him, I stood straighter so that my half-hard dick would press that
fly of my shorts, I told him,

   "Well, I am definitely needing a ride, yes, but I don't see how that
makes you lucky."

   He chuckled, eyes still locked on my bulging crotch, and he indicated I
should hop in as he replied,

   "Well, maybe I should have said I HOPE it makes me lucky, but hell, if
nothing else just spending some time sitting here looking at a hottie-boy
like you is a kind of luck all by itself...I'm sure you hear it a lot, but
man, you are one great looking kid, and that outfit is...well...it's sexy
as hell...especially for a dude like me who happens to have a major thing
for young boys like you...anyway, what's your name, and where are you
headed?"

   I grinned at him, rearranging my ratty tee shirt so my left nipple was
fully bared to him, and I answered,

   "I'm Scotty, I'm fourteen, and I was hoping to get a ride to this diner
about 10 miles up the road to have some food."

   He was practically drooling as he made little pretense about his rampant
interest in my mostly exposed young body as he said,

   "Fourteen...Christ...the diner, huh...cool...I could eat a bite
myself...buckle up, Scotty, and we're off!"

   He took off, and we chatted as we drove along, and I had to smile as he
spent almost as much time checking me out as he did looking
forward. Finally I looked over at him, going for my best innocent
expression as I asked,

   "Uh, so what did you mean just now when you said that you had a major
thing for young boys like me?"

   He chuckled, glancing at my bulging crotch again as he answered
truthfully which kind of surprised me actually, saying,

   "My major thing for young boys like you, Scotty, it that I love to be
sexy with them...touch their sexy bodies...take off their clothes, and play
with them...make them feel amazing...and the best of all is if the boy is
cool with me sucking him off so I can taste that sweet boy-honey that you
guys put out so much of...any of that sound good to you,
Scotty-boy...?...I'd love to show you exactly what I mean."

   That of course sent my cock into full boner-mode, and when it all but
ripped through my thin shorts the guy almost crashed the van. I arched my
back a bit, spreading my smooth thighs to enhance his view of my goodies as
I answered smoothly, telling him a little white fib,

   "Gosh Mister, I don't know...I never did anything like that before...but
man, hearing you say all that sure did make my dick hard as a post!"

   "Really," he replied, "how interesting!"

   I looked at him, face all innocent, and asked,

   "Interesting...?...what's so interesting about me getting all boned up
from you saying sexy stuff like that?"

   He chuckled, his big hand snaking over to rest on my bare thigh as he
told me,

   "Well, first of all that kind of reaction tells me that you find my
suggestions exciting which is a very good thing, and, imagining what your
lovely young boner must look like all hard really makes me wish that you
would let me see it, and all that other stuff I mentioned."

   I squirmed in my seat as his meaty hand stroked my upper thigh, his
thick fingers just grazing the lump of my balls, and I felt my pulse
quicken. Still carrying on my shy-boy act, I batted my long lashes at him,
and coyly asked if he really wanted to see my boner, which turned out to be
a really dumb question as he nearly crashed the van as he hurriedly sought
out a place to turn off the road. Finding a narrow and rutted dirt track
running away from the road to our right, he turned onto it and followed it
a short distance until we were shielded from the hiway by large boulders
and a few trees. He stopped the van, and turned toward me, a hungry smile
on his face as he said,

   "To answer your question, Scotty, I do indeed want to see that nice teen
boner, and everything else that you have hidden under that sexy little
getup of yours. So, are you going to show me, and let me make you feel
amazing...let me taste your sweet nectar?"

   Still squirming in mock nervousness, I kind of shrugged, and answered in
a soft voice,

   "I guess so, if that's what you want."

   "Good boy, Scotty...excellent...you make my day, Son...why don't we
start with you taking off the shirt..." he said easily.

   Shrugging again, I sat up and peeled my half-shirt over my head, and
then sat back on the seat. His eyes roamed over my bare torso, and his
tongue slid over his lips as his hand stopped roaming my thigh and dropped
into my lap, his palm pressing firmly on my rigid boyhood outside my little
shorts.

   "Oh Scotty...aren't you the big boy though...very nice indeed...and your
body is awesome...so slim and smooth and tanned...just lovely!" he told me
in a husky voice.

   My dick throbbed as he pressed on it, and I felt a sharp zingy feeling
in my young balls, and my excitement rapidly grew as he began to gently
explore me, his big hand rubbing my chest and nipples as his other hand
continued to fondle my boner. I shuddered, and spread my legs wider as he
began groping for my balls, and after a moment to two he found the fly of
my cutoffs and opened the snap, then slid down the zip and tugged the tiny
garment down my thighs, freeing my rock hard cock from its confines. I
lifted up my little ass, helping him get my shorts off, and then I kicked
them off my feet, leaving me all naked except for my half-socks and
tennies. I leaned back, and stretched out my splayed legs, enjoying showing
my nakedness to the man as he all but drooled as he swept his gaze over
every inch of me, finally focusing on my pulsing boyhood. He licked his
lips again, and then he inched closer and began touching me all over, my
face and ears, my shoulders and thin arms, my small nipples, smooth chest
and soft tummy, finally running his fingers along my thighs, down one side
and up the other. I shuddered, his touches sending all sorts of great
feeling through me everywhere he touched my skin, and when he finally
reached for my rampant cock and closed his hand around it, I groaned deep
in my throat.

   "My God, Scotty, you are absolutely beautiful... a truly beautiful young
boy with a lovely body, and a perfect young cock and balls...here buddy,
scoot up here and get on your knees...good...now, turn toward me,
Scotty...perfect...just hold that right there, and lift your arms up,
right...just rest your hands on top of your head...God yes, that's just
perfect, Son...damn...you are so damned hot!" he panted breathlessly, his
hands again gently touching me everywhere as I trembled in pleasure and
excitement.

   He ran his fingers through my creamy smooth arm pits, then leaned in
close and licked me there and I shivered from the new sensation. He licked
and sucked my little nipples, gently biting down on the pointy tips which
caused me to suck in a big breath, and his hand snaked out to carefully cup
my dangling balls. He hefted them as though he was measuring their weight,
and then he gently rolled them between his finger and thumb as I shuddered
and huffed. Tugging the plump pouch downward, he hissed at me,

   "What lovely young balls...heavy...I hope you have a nice big load of
sweet young boy-cum in here for me Scotty...do you...?...are you going to
feed daddy a nice big load, Scotty...?....hmmm...?"

   Am I ever, I thought silently, and a lot sooner than you expect too if
you keep touching me like this. Aloud I told him,

   "Oh man, yes...I didn't get to shoot any all weekend, so I got lots for
sure!"

   "Excellent, Scotty...just perfect...and I want it all when you are ready
to shoot...no pulling back now...just let me have it all, okay Son?"

   I nodded, totally agreeing with his plan, and it was all I could do not
to unload the instant he bent down and grasped the base of my cock and
began licking it all over, especially the sensitive knob and little slit. I
reached out and grabbed at his hair as he slowly fed the length of my boner
into his warm wet mouth and began bobbing over it as he expertly sucked me,
sending shivers down my spine and causing me to see tiny bright flashes of
light in front to my eyes as he slurped and drooled all over my cock as he
played with my aching balls. He reached around me and squeezed my butt
cheeks, his thick finger pushing into my crease to press on my little hole,
and my hips bucked back and forth in sync with his head bobs, and I could
feel my balls churning, pulling tighter in their sac, and I knew I wasn't
going to last a lot longer, it was just all too good.

   He pulled off then, and dipped his head to lick and suck on my balls as
he probed my tight little hole in back, and as he moved back to resume
sucking my dick, he told me how delicious I was, and how eager he was to
take my cum, and after a few more sucks, I filled his wish when my balls
drew tight and I rocked up on my tip-toes, a low growl rumbling in my chest
as I erupted, my boy-honey rushing through my pulsing cock to spurt
repeatedly into his sucking mouth. It felt like four or five strong jets
pulsed out, and the man just took them all, never breaking rhythm as my
balls drained, finally finishing with a couple of weaker dribbles. Panting,
I sagged back against the door, my chest heaving as I sucked in air, and my
dick tingling as it shriveled to softness with the man still holding it in
his mouth, still sucking gently. At last, he let me go and sat back on his
haunches as he grinned widely. I smiled, slightly out of focus as my
hammering heart began to slow, and he opened his mouth wide to show me all
my cum on his tongue before he made a big production of gulping it all
down. I giggled, and he reached out to give my drooping cock a final
squeeze as he milked a small pearl of remaining cum from the tip. He
quickly leaned down and lapped it away, and then he sat back up and said,

   "Damn, Scotty-boy...that was intense, and wonderful...delicious,
actually...I've always loved boy-honey, but believe me, yours is the best I
have ever tasted...and so much, too...excellent, kid...just excellent...
now, how about me go hit that diner and I buy us lunch...and hell, you can
even have desert if you want...not me, though...I just had mine!"

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