THE HITCHER....A TRUE STORY

It was a pleasant January night in South Florida and I was out just
riding around in my car . . . checking things out . . . which is one
of my favorite pastimes. The tourist season hadn't really started
yet and things were rather dull around Fort Lauderdale so, I thought
that I would take U.S. Route 1 down to Miami. It wasn't as quick as
taking the Interstate, but usually a bit more interesting. I didn't
know it yet but this particular night, it was going to be a lot more
interesting than usual.

I was almost to the city limits when I came upon this young, slim,
but well proportioned, good looking guy, who was hitchhiking. He
looked to be about 18 or 19 years old and had shoulder length
sun-bleached blonde hair, was about 5'8" tall and looked from a
distance like your typical Florida surfer boy.

I pulled over and he jumped into the car flashing me an incredibly
cute smile saying, "Thanks" as he slammed the door behind him. I
asked where he was headed for and he told me Hollywood, which was
about ten miles ahead, or halfway to Miami.

I said, "no problem" and pulled back out into the light traffic. I
introduced myself and he told me his name was Chris. He seemed a bit
shy, so I took the initiative of striking up a conversation. Chris
offered polite answers but didn't really expand beyond supplying the
precise information requested.

Before long, Chris started to relax and became more conversational. I
would get glimpses of his exceptionally handsome face from the
headlights as we passed oncoming cars. "God this kid is cute!" I
thought to myself. The oncoming cars kept lighting up his face but
the street lights would light up his lap as he sat in the seat next
to me. My eyes kept flashing from the road, to his face, to his
crotch, depending on the angle of the light.

My first glance toward his crotch caused me to emit a controlled
gasp, and a wave of excitement tingled through my whole body. There
was an outline of a huge shaft which had slipped down the leg of his
jeans. It rivaled that of my boyhood buddy whose nickname in school
was "Big Dick." This had nothing to do with his name which was Don,
or his 5'7" height or weight of 155 lbs. It was a tribute to having
the largest dick in the school of 1100 students and was fully ten
inches when hard. He wasn't afraid to show it either, he was pretty
proud of it but that's another story.

Chris told me he had been living with his father in Daytona, but
they didn't get along too well so he left, and thumbed to Hollywood
to live with his mother for a while. He said that he had been in
Fort Lauderdale looking for a job. The more I looked at that
beautiful face of his and that overstuffed right pant leg the
hornier I got. I could think of a job I would like to offer him
right away but I got the feeling that was not what he had in mind.

We were getting close to Hollywood, and if there was going to be any
chance of this being anything more than me giving this guy a ride
home, and a missed opportunity, I knew that I should give some sort
of hint or something.

I decided to dive into this subject with both feet because if I
didn't he would soon be out of the car and on his way. I swallowed
hard, composed myself and then sort of matter-of-factly mentioned
that there was quite a bulge there in his pants and he must be hung
like a bull.

I thought that I had blown it, when in the lights I could see a look
of shock come across his face which was gradually replaced by a look
of total embarrassment. He gave a nervous sounding giggle and
stuttered that he had been told that before, but never by a guy. I
asked if he would mind if we fooled around a little. There was dead
silence for what seemed like a full minute. I thought he was about
to get real pissed or demand that I pull over and tell me to let him
out of the car. He looked straight ahead so he would not have to
look me in the eye and his shaking voice said,"What do you mean,
what would I have to do?" I suggested that we jerk each other off (I
really wanted a lot more, but I didn't want to push it and scare him
away) as this opportunity I was offering was obviously uncharted
territory for him.

He smiled slightly and said, "I don't know, I never did anything with
a guy before." I continued to be as persuasive as I knew how.
Finally he agreed to let me jerk him off if I would give him ten
bucks, but he said he did not want to do anything to me. I decided
that ten bucks was the least I could do considering he was out of
work and all; besides I wanted to get my hands on that huge dick
which lay there in his pants teasing my every sensuality. He also
told me he didn't have much time as his Mom was expecting him by
11PM.

The only place which seemed private enough was this open field we
drove by, so I swung into the entrance road and  drove to the far
end, away from the highway, and stopped, turned off the lights and
killed the engine.

I reached over and ran my hand over the huge bulge in his pant leg.
I squeezed it, learning that this thing was every bit as huge as it
looked and it wasn't even hard yet. I could only imagine what it
would be like hard. I unbuttoned his jeans and first felt the base
of it through his white boxer trunks. I was impressed by it's
thickness which seemed as big as my wrist. My excitement heightened
and I gave a quick feel through the fly of his shorts then anxious
to get my hands on the whole thing I ran my hand over the top of the
waistband and slipped my searching fingers into his pubic hair. It
was not coarse but as fine and silky as the hair on his head and his
skin was as soft as a baby's butt. This was no baby though, this was
a guy so hot looking, and so well endowed, that I could not believe
how lucky I was tonight, to have this be happening to me. I again
located the base of his shaft and managed to hook my finger under
the still soft member and worked it back and forth until it finally
gave up it's position in his pant's leg which was no easy task.

Suddenly this heavy hunk of meat flopped out and was now laying on
his stomach pointed upward toward his chest.  I was a little
disappointed that he was not getting hard but soon I could feel it
harden in my hands and he slid his shorts and jeans down around his
ankles. This thing was so big and so beautiful I couldn't believe
it.  It was circumcised and cut an impressive outline against his
hairless stomach, his tan line crossed only about half way up the
shaft and his balls and shaft were as hairless as his stomach. I
began to stroke it and could feel it surge with excitement as Chris
started to enjoy what was happening to him. Needless to say my dick
had been hard since the moment I saw that bulge 30 minutes earlier.

I had one hand on his throbbing mass and one hand exploring his
almost hairless body and he was starting to moan and groan a little
which heightened my excitement. I finally went down on his huge cock
but I could hardly get my mouth over much more than the head without
really pushing down hard. The head was pretty big but only about
half as big around as the shaft.

I raised my mouth off of his dick to capture another look at that
beautiful face of his and place a kiss on his lips. He didn't really
kiss me back, but he didn't fight it either. It was obvious he was
full of emotion. He mumbled something which I didn't quite get so I
asked him to repeat himself. His voice was very soft and full of
emotion as he repeated nervously "Can I do it to you?" I was
overcome with joy that he wanted to get more involved and moved his
hand onto my already exposed dick. He started to stroke my dick
feverishly as I sucked on his dick and also took his balls into my
mouth.

Suddenly he pushed my head away from his dick and I was fearful that
he had changed his mind about what we were doing.  I sat up,
prepared to calm his fears but before I could ask him what was
wrong, he dove into my lap and practically swallowed my dick in his
mouth. Now he was squirming all over the seat, as he moaned and
groaned in the delight of sucking his first dick. I had to reach all
the way around his waist to grab onto his hot, wet, throbbing prick
which was almost touching his chest in his hunched over position on
the car seat.

We were pretty wound up in a feeling of total ecstasy and we both
tensed up and released each others loads simultaneously onto our
stomachs and chests which were now bare. Somehow in all this we had
managed to undo our shirts without even realizing it. We continued
to stroke each others dicks until we collapsed in total exhaustion,
sort of leaning on each other. We must had stayed that way for about
five minutes and then I produced some tissues from the back seat and
we cleaned each other up. I leaned over and placed a kiss on the
side of his face. He turned an placed a nice long wet kiss on my
mouth which I gladly returned.

He told me that he had to get going. I said "OK" and we put our
clothing back together. He pulled up his pants but I managed to get
in a goodbye squeeze before he packed it away. I drove him to the
end of his street and he thanked me for the "unexpected experience"
adding that he really enjoyed it. I already knew that, and told him
that he was one hot dude. He again flashed that cute smile and said,
"Maybe we would meet again." I told him, "I hope so," but
unfortunately we did not exchange phone numbers.

As I drove away, I watched him start walking down the side street
toward where he said he was living. I suddenly remembered that I had
forgotten to give him the promised ten bucks. I spun the car around,
raced back and turned down his street but he had disappeared.

We both forgot about the ten bucks, an amount I would have gladly
exchanged for that phone number. I really should not be so forgetful
in the future.

In the following months, I would cruise down his street whenever I
was in the area, I never saw him again, but I think of him often.

                              THE END