Date: Thu, 10 Feb 2005 14:20:36 -0500
From: Frank Russ <frankruss@hotmail.com>
Subject: Roadside Assistance

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Roadside Assistance

I was working on a project in my basement and needed some supplies at the
hardware store, so I threw on a pair of sweat pants and told my wife I was
running out for a quick errand. I had no idea what a interesting experience
I was about to have and thought I would share it with you.

It's a quick ride on the expressway to the store. As I was driving, I
noticed a minivan on the side of the road. Standing beside it was a young
guy in tight jeans and a tank top. He had a spare tire out of the van and
was looking at the back passenger side tire shaking his head.

I pulled over and he came up to my window saying "I got a flat. I have a
spare, but I can't find my jack. Can you help me?"

"Of course" I replied, and got out to retrieve my own jack from my trunk. He
followed me and started thanking me for helping out. I could tell right away
that he was gay, but didn't really give it a second thought until everything
he said seemed to have a sexual overtone to it.

"That's VERY nice" he said as I bent over the trunk to get the jack out. Was
he talking about my ass (which is VERY nice, by the way) or the fact that I
was helping him.

"It's very tight I can see" he said as I was having trouble getting the jack
out because it was wedged under my spare tire. Or was he talking about my
ass again?

"You have a lot packed in there." He said as I turned around with jack in
hand. Was he looking at my penis which would have been visible in my tight
sweat pants or at the crap in my trunk?

"I'm usually pretty handy with a jack, but today I guess I needed some help"
could mean a couple different things.

"Wow that's a big one. I wish I had one that big in my trunk."  OK, that was
blatant, wasn't it? Was he asking me to ass-fuck him? Or was I just horny
and reading into this? My wife and I have been married 12 years and sex was
no longer a regular part of our routine. I started to wonder what he might
be up to, which got me more than a little bit excited. But, I tried to focus
on the guy's tire and get my mind out of the gutter.

"I don't know what happened to this tire. I'm usually very good at making
sure everything is properly inflated. I'm actually quite good at that."  Now
he's just toying with me. No one would say a line like that if they were not
trying to be suggestive. I agreed with him that proper inflation was very
important and continued to encourage the comments with positive responses.

"Boy these nuts are tight" I said as I was removing the lug nuts from the
tire.

"Well if I can help with those, let me know" he answered.

"Gladly" I replied.

The tire was on tightly and he asked if he could "help me get it off."

Everything seemed like an offer of sex, but I still was not sure if he was
teasing or serious.

I finished changing his tire and was all set to go, but I got the feeling we
were not quite done. He saw my hands were covered in grease and offered me a
towel.  He directed me into the van from the passenger side door leading
into the back of the van. He followed me in and took out a box of alcohol
wipes. As he took my hands and started cleaning the grease off, I knew he
was serious. He worked my fingers like you would rub your cock to get it
hard and it was very sensual.

I extended my thumb very erect and told him he missed a spot. He smiled and
happily obliged. I started to get very hard now and he could see my sweat
pants start to tent. He asked if there was anyplace else that needed to be
cleaned and I untied the drawstring on my sweats and lowered them to my
ankles.

He dove right in, nibbling on my cock through my underwear until I was fully
hard and then popped out of the top of the waistband. He gently licked the
head and precum started to ooze out. "Yum, Yum" he said and lowered my
underwear to expose my 7 inches in all it's erect glory. "I guess my tire is
not the only thing fully inflated" he said. "Well I think you have some work
to do to make sure it's flat by the time I leave this van" I replied. He
happily swallowed me in one bite and worked me over alternating between
hard, aggressive sucking and gentle licks. It was very intense and I forgot
who and where I was as I just relaxed and enjoyed the experience.

As much as I was loving this talented mouth on my cock, I could not hold
back any longer. I warned him what was to cum and he bobbed his head faster
until I exploded in his mouth. I could feel the cum just pouring out of my
cock and watched his face full of pleasure as he swallowed every drop.

He pulled back and smiled. "Well, that was better than calling AAA he said
with a laugh."

"That was better than my wife has ever done" I replied. Which was true.  We
both thanked each other for the special "roadside assistance" and I got
dressed and went on my way.

As I drove away, I looked back in my mirror and thought it was odd that he
was still parked, but I went on to the hardware store.

On my way back home, I could see that his van was in the same spot along
with a big 18-wheeler that had pulled over to "help" also. I couldn't see
him or the truck driver so I could only assume they were already in the van
and the trucker was getting his special "thank you" already.  I laughed and
wondered how many times this guy had put that same flat tire back on and how
many guys he had sucked off with this routine. For a moment I considered
waiting for the truck to leave and coming back for seconds, but I knew I
should get home.

Of course, my wife was very proud when I told her of the poor soul I had
stopped to help and rewarded "her hero" in bed that night. As we were making
love, my mind couldn't stop thinking about those talented roadside lips on
my cock. I next night I invented another reason to go to the hardware store,
but alas there was no van. I've even driven around a few other routes in the
areas to see if I could find my "friend in need" again, but with no luck. I
guess he moved on to another area.

So guys, If I ever see you stranded on the side of the road, you can be sure
I'll be there to help you too. Blow jobs as a thank you are ALWAYS
APPRECIATED.

Frank