Date: Fri, 26 Nov 2004 00:30:55 -0500
From: riverfrog <riverfrog@earthlink.net>
Subject: Rob's Service Center (encounters)

Rob's Service Senter

by Riverfrog@earthlink.net


The moment I walked into Rob's service center I knew I was in trouble. The
smell of oil, grease and tires wafted through the office, and I knew that
there would be a dirty mechanic coming to help me any minute. There was no
one in the showroom/office, but I could see someone working on a truck
through the service window to the garage bay. I knocked on the window and
the guy waved at me and yelled "just a minute."

I took a seat on the dirty waiting couch, and began to watch ESPN on the
television.  Shortly after I got comfortable the mechanic entered the
showroom.

"Can I help you?" the mechanic asked....

WOW. This man was really turning me on. He had short cropped brown hair,
Ice blue eyes, a patchy stubble all over his face and a killer smile with a
slight gap. He was wearing coveralls that were stained and soiled with oil
and grease, and the zipper was down enough to expose the thick matt of
curly brown hair glistening with sweat. His arm pits were completely soaked
through with sweat.

"What seems to be the problem?" he asked to break my stare.

"I need a tune up and an oil change" I replied

"I am about to close" He responded, "but I guess I can get this in while
you wait."

"Thanks Rob, I appreciate it" I said as I reached out to shake his hand. It
was covered in lube and yet I could feel the roughness of his hands.

"How did you know my name" he asked, then he blushed as I pointed to his
name tag.

I gave him the keys to my car and then sat back and relaxed as he began his
work. The sportscast on tv became boring, so I decided to watch the hot
mechanic at work. He looked so hot bent over my car, his firm ass in the
coveralls which were much to heavy for the weather.

As he pulled out the oil dipstick he made a face and gestured for me to
come into the garage.

"This oil is really old" he said. "Look at the color, it's very black and
it should be almost clear. And it smells very used. Go ahead, smell it."

He placed the dipstick under my nose and I inhaled. The smell was
glorious. I closed my eyes and sniffed deeper.

"It smells good, don't it?" He asked as he sniffed the length of the
dipstick himself. My hypnotic stare gave away my agreement.

"My whole body smells like that" he said, "even after I shower. And I wear
these coveralls for weeks before I can wash them. Go ahead, smell my
sleeve"

He put his sleeve up to my face and I inhaled its aroma. The mixture of
sweat and grease made my cock twitch in my pants. I couldn't believe how
hot his dirty coveralls made me feel. I grabbed his arm as he began to pull
away and buried my face in the material.

"You're a dirty fucker? Aren't you?" he asked me as I wallowed in his
greasy sleeve. I nodded in agreement as he applied pressure to my
shoulders, pushing me to my knees in front of him. He pulled his zipper
down to his crotch, exposing an 8 inch dirty fat uncut cock. His foreskin
was all baggy at the tip and it completely covered his cock head.

I noticed a familiar smell as he pulled my head toward his uncut tool. The
smell of motor oil wafted from his crotch. I tasted the oil as soon as the
foreskin passed my lips. I sucked his dick as best I could, but the taste
was so strong that I had to back off.

"Your dick is greasy." I said to him. "How did you get so much on your
cock?"

"I poured it on," he replied, "Motor oil is the best fucking lube ever!"

"No way! Doesn't it hurt your cock?" I asked....

"Hurt? Why it's the most pleasurable experience you can imagine." He
continued.

"Bring me that can of oil" he said, pointing to a dirty counter.

He grabbed his foreskin and spread it wide open

"Pour it in." he said.

"Really" I asked.

"Fuck yea! Go For it" he grunted.

I opened the container and slowly poured the oil into his foreskin. My
heart was beating a mile a minute as the lube filled the skin. He began
jerking off wildly. Oil was flying all over his clothes and the floor. He
seemed to be in his own world, beating as fast as he could and grunting and
groaning.

"Man you have to try this" he said as he began undoing my fly. Oil from his
hands spilled all over my pants.


He pulled my 9 inch cut cock out of my pants. It was harder than ever.

"Now pour the oil over your dick" he instructed

"I don't know" I said, "It might irritate my skin"

"Do it now man!" He yelled. I was lost in the smell and in the fire of his
glare. Giving in, I began pouring.

I began to feel pleasure as soon as the oil hit my skin. It was slimy and
cool. I slowly began to jerk off and the sensations were out of this
world. The faster I beat, the better it felt, and there was no friction.

I looked into Rob's eyes as the grease started to warm up.

"Feels great doesn't it" he asked.

"I love the feel and the smell" I replied.

"That makes you a grease pig" he replied, "I Have been looking for someone
like you.  Now pour some more grease on your cock and fuck me man."

I couldn't believe my ears. He wanted me to fuck him with my oily cock. I
stroked my lubed up cock as he removed his coveralls. He leaned over a work
bench and showed me his hairy ass. I poured what was left in the can onto
the crack of his ass. Rob let out a moan as the grease slowly oozed down
his hairy skin. I lined my cock up with his hole and pushed my way in.

There was a little resistance, but once I pushed in the lube made the work
effortless. I could fill the silky layer of oil between my cock and his
ass. Any concerns about the toxic effects of the motor oil were washed away
as I plowed his hole. The sensations were so strong, so hot that all I
could think about was banging his bum like a piston.

While riding his ass, I grabbed a hold of a support beam and accidentally
hit a switch. A loud whining sound filled the room, and the car began to
rise on a lift.

"Shit, man." I said, "How do I stop the lift??

"Don't worry about it man," he grunted, "It will stop on its own. Now get
those clothes off so we can get down to business."

I removed my clothes, wondering what he had in mind next. He took a wrench
from the workbench and began rubbing the top in his ass crack. When he
removed the wrench it was dripping with oil.


"Turn around" he said.

"But.....But I am not sure I want that thing inside me " I trembled.

He grabbed me by the soldiers and turned me around. The next thing I knew
his greasy uncut cock was pushing inside me. The was no pain, just a warm
pleasure. He began abusing my nipples with the wrench as he bit my neck and
fucked my oiled ass.

I had long given into my anal assault when I heard the banging of metal and
then felt a warm liquid falling on my shoulder. I looked up and realized
that Rob had removed the nut from the oil pan and we were being showed in
my warm dirty used motor oil.

"What the fuck," I yelled, "Is this safe?"

"No," he replied, "its fucking dirty motor oil, full of dirt and heavy
metals. But you are going to enjoy it with me like the pig you are."

The grease was warm, almost hot and was pitch black. It was thick, and
clung to our skin.  I grabbed his head and thrust my tongue into his mouth
and began to enjoy our shared shower. I could taste the motor oil. It was
vile and exciting. The more oil that covered my body, the more horny I
became.

It became clear that I had to suck his sludge slicked cock. I dropped to my
knees and went down on it. I could tell that the vile thick lube was
getting swallowed, but I didn't care. We were so hot that all I cared about
was fucking and sucking.

When the oil ran dry we were covered head to toe and black as coal. We
slipped onto the floor and continued our game. I licked his black nips and
hairy pits, then we sucked each other in a 69 position.

"Dude, I am going to come!" rob screamed. Ropes of cum shot onto my
chest. They looked very white against the dark oil. I shot my wad while he
sucked away, swallowing the cum and excess oil. We lay wallowing in the
grease for a while, and then we placed our clothes in his industrial
washer, took a shower and went to his bed.

The following morning we made an appointment to play again. On my way out
he stopped me. He reached for a can of clean motor oil and poured enough
into my pants to cover my cock.

"Don't wash this off till we play again, I want you lubed 24/7"

He handed me the can of oil and sent me on my way. I followed his
instructions


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