Date: Fri, 24 Dec 2010 19:42:39 -0500 (EST)
From: Loch Ness Laddie <invershecky77@aol.com>
Subject: Breakdown in Georgia - Part 5

Breakdown in Georgia
By: Loch Ness Laddie
Chapter 5


This story is entirely fiction and it never happened in real life, however
in my fantasy world, it could have happened a long time ago, and NO animals
and/or minors were ever harmed in the creation or telling of this story;
and lastly as always, do NOT attempt these scenarios in the real world, AND
AS ALWAYS USE RELIABLE PROTECTION, as I have had too many dear friends (and
acquaintances) in my long life die of the "A" word!

Special Note: After receiving several suggestions on my writing style, I
have elected to try a new style, where the paragraphs are shorter and more
descriptive, I hope this will increase your reading pleasure, enjoy!


	Like my late Grandfather used to say: "All good things must come to
an end!"

And Monday morning rolled around much too soon, and I felt really bad about
leaving and possibly not seeing Willy ever again, as we had come to be good
friends (and other things) around each other.

	I took a shower, got dressed, checked out and carried my suitcase
across the highway to the Restaurant, where after ordering Breakfast,
Willy's Aunt came out to say goodbye, and sat with me for awhile.

	She was going into the next town to a Farmers market to buy things
for the Restaurant, and she offered to give me a ride down to the Garage.

	I said OK, tried to pay my bill, but she said it was "on the house"
and soon we were headed down the highway to the Garage (and Willy!).

	After saying good-bye to Willy's Aunt, I checked in with the
mechanic and he said that the part hadn't come yet, but he was expecting it
this morning, and when it came in, it would take about an hour to put it
on.

	So I stowed my suitcase in my car, and walked around back to look
for Willy.

	Because the mechanic trusted Willy, and because he was often too
busy to do it himself, the mechanic allowed Willy to move the cars around
the yard, but not get near the highway with them.

	And that was where I found Willy, behind the wheel of late model
family sedan, moving it into a position to be washed.

	And he did real good, driving real slow and carefully, but he had
to have cushions behind his back and under him in order to reach the
controls!

	Willy parked the car out in the open and turned the hose on the
car, washing the dust off and wetting the car prior to washing it.

	And then Willy noticed me as I came around the side of the building
from watching him and he became so excited, he almost squirted me with the
hose.

	Yet he was sad and you could see it in his brown eyes, as he
realised that today was the day that I would be leaving, and perhaps would
never see him again!

	His eyes were really moist as he hugged me tightly, and then he
asked me if we could do something between us one last time before I left.

	I suggested to Willy that we wait until my car part came and the
mechanic was busy putting it on before we tried anything.

	And I asked Willy where we could hide to do this, and he pointed
out a large "Step Van" type truck parked in the back, that he had the keys
to.

	So to kill the time (until the part got here) I sat under a tree in
the shade and talked to Willy as he washed that car and then several
others.

	Until I heard a truck pull up out front, and I walked around the
front to see the ever increasing, brown UPS truck leaving, as the mechanic
showed me the part.

	I went back and told Willy my car part had come, and finishing up a
car, he told the mechanic that we was going to take a break.

	Leading me around to the back of the lot, he opened the back doors
of the truck he had pointed out, and it was really spacious.

	Since we didn't have any lubricant to use, even though Willy was
stretched, he still needed some lubricant to accommodate my larger cock.

	So we decided to just give each other a blowjob again, something
that Willy (and I) didn't do too much of, as we both enjoyed cornholing
more.

	Willy had rinsed himself off real good with the hose, and was
pretty much dry in the hot temperatures.

	However it was pretty cool in the back of the truck, as the roof
was painted white, it had two large vent fans on the roof and we kept the
back doors cracked.

	Instead of flipping a coin, I said I would "do" Willy first, so he
dropped his cutoffs down around his ankles, and sat down on one the trucks
raised wheel wells.

	I kneeled in front of him and took his dark penis in my mouth like
it was a piece of dark chocolate.

And it was just as sweet, as I engulfed his youthful meat and slid it
deeply into my mouth, and he jumped a little.

	Re-learning the technique quickly, I continued to slide his dick
into my mouth, as I kept my teeth out of the way and I licked and kissed it
also.

	And I tightened my lips around his dick as I soon felt him stiffen
up, and his cock increased slightly, as he let out a quiet gasp, and
emptied his balls into my waiting mouth and then down my throat.

	He slumped so badly against the wall of the truck and looked so
tired, that I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to go back to work, much
less give me a BJ.

	We rested for a couple of minutes, him still on the wheel well and
I sitting on the floor, and then he stood up and pulled his cut-offs up,
and motioned for me to drop my jeans and boxers and sit down on the wheel
well.

	Which I quickly did, and Willy moved around in front of me and
kneeled down in between my outstretched legs.

	He grasped my dick like he was going to jerk it off, but instead
held it by the base, and slid it deep into his mouth, and gagged a little,
as it entered his throat!

	He started in on the familiar "In and Out" motion so well known to
boy's of all ages, and he managed to keep his teeth out of the way.

	He then firmed up his lips as they applied suction over the head of
my dick, and soon I felt a boiling deep down inside of my balls.

	Then almost instantly, I felt my prostate start to throb, as I
squirted several large amounts, then several small ones, into his mouth and
down his throat.

	And apparently the total amount was too much, as some of the white
Semen ran down the side of his mouth and onto his chocolate skin.

	Clean up was really easy as Willy had pulled up his cut-offs
earlier and I just pulled up my boxers.

	We jumped down from the truck and locked it up, and walking towards
the front, we spotted the mechanic looking for Willy and I.

	He wanted to know where we had been, and thinking quickly, Willy
said that I had been looking at some cars, possibly to buy.

	The mechanic seemed satisfied with that answer and said my car was
ready, whenever I wanted to settle up the bill with him.

	After he was out of sight, Willy and I quickly hugged, and I said I
might stop back by again, as I returned to College in the Fall.

	The bill was slightly more than I figured, so I dipped into my
"emergency" money and paid the bill, and upon entering the highway, I
tooted my horn to let Willy know I was leaving to finally go home.

	Being broke down was a bad thing, but Willy made a bad thing good,
and for one short weekend in my young life, I had come to know Willy like a
Brother.

And after a while, as I neared my area, I resolved to take a break in his
little home town later on in the late summer.


POSSIBLY NOT THE END