Traffic Jam
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I was trying to drive west down Main Street in my Ford F150. Traffic was stalled in both directions. Every few minutes I would advance about a car length. Twenty minutes of this and I was getting bloody frustrated.
I noticed then that the car beside me, going east, was a new Mustang convertible. The top was down.
Since I was at a higher level in my truck, I could see into the car. The male driver was about my age. He was slim, balding, clean-shaven and, generally, a good looking guy. He was wearing summer shorts and had a fairly hefty bulge between his legs.
I rolled down my window and asked him, "Do you know why traffic is stalled here both ways?"
"No. I can't see what the problem is at all."
“Well, it's the pits. It's a good thing I’m not in a rush to get home."
"Me either," he replied.
I asked him, “So, did you have any exciting plans for the afternoon?"
"Not really," he said. “My wife is at work. I have the day off so I'll be home alone. Once I get back there, that is.” He shook his head and gave a wry smile.
I looked at him for a few moments and decided to take the plunge. “When this traffic jam is over,” I said, “do you wanna grab a coffee at the North Starbucks?”
He gazed up at me and quickly said, “Sure, sounds good.”
That’s when the vehicles ahead of me started to move and I said, “See you later, then.”
I got to Starbucks in ten minutes. I bought coffee and sat at a booth in the corner. I saw him enter a few minutes later. I raised an arm to catch his attention and he smiled, got his coffee and joined me. I learned that he’d been married for thirty years, had three grown children, and worked as a warehouse office manager.
We talked about sports, favorite television shows, movies, and our taste in music. When our coffees were drunk, I asked him, “If you’re going to be alone at home, would you care for some company?"
It seemed to take him a little by surprise but he came back with, “Hmmm, what do you have in mind?"
"Well, it's like this,” I said, leaning forward on the table and speaking in a confidential tone. “If you are clean and discrete, like me, and can keep a secret just between us guys, I'd like to go to your house, get you naked in your bedroom, fondle your dick and balls and when you're hard as a rock, I’ll put your dick in my mouth and suck on it until your cum spurts down my throat. How does that sound? Are you interested?"
"Wow, I have never had that happen before.” He ran a hand over his balding head. “Hmmm, sounds damn hot and you’ve got me horny. Okay, let‘s do it. Follow me.”
I drove behind him to his house. He pulled onto the driveway and I parked on the street. I locked up and walked to him as he unlocked the front door.
"Let's go downstairs,” he said.
I followed him down to a bedroom and, entering the room, he asked, "How does this work?"
"Like this,” I said, guiding him towards the bed. Once there, I reached for the fastener on his shorts and released it, pulled down his zipper and slid his shorts and underwear down to his ankles. He stepped out of them as I tugged on his t-shirt and he raised that over his head and cast it aside.
I turned him so that his back was towards the bed and I gently pushed against his chest. He got the message, backed up and lay down.
I got on my knees and gazed at his crotch. His dick was uncut, about average in length and girth - but was growing fast. I started by fondling his nuts. They were above average size and nearly devoid of hair. In fact, his pubic hair was fairly sparse.
I fondled his nuts with my left hand and latched onto the base of his dick with my right hand. Slowly, I stroked his cock.
Up and down, so very slowly up and down. I felt him throbbing within my light grasp. He moaned with obvious delight and grew impressively with each stroke. I carefully slid his foreskin backward. His glans was moist, glistening and shiny. I rolled his foreskin back and forth over his knob. Soon, his cock was very hard, standing proud, solidly erect, and he gasped with pleasure from my steady strokes.
A drop of pre-cum appeared out of his slit. I licked it off and then took his dick into my mouth. I licked around his cock head, sucked him, and then licked some more. Clearly excited, he started to thrust into my mouth. But I backed off and released his cock from the suctioning of my mouth.
He gasped and sighed in frustration and his thighs trembled. I smiled and resumed stroking his cock, slowly and gently, and also caressed his nuts, rolling them between my fingers. He soon groaned and gasped loudly again, rocking the bed as he bucked his hips. Up and down he went, synchronizing with the long strokes which I applied along his throbbing shaft.
Savouring every moment, I sucked his cock back into my mouth and I felt the tip nudging against the back of my throat. Then he rapidly expanded, his nut sac tightened, and he came with a mighty grunt. His hot sauce bathed my mouth, tongue and throat, as he spurted jet after jet of hot jizz. I swallowed greedily, not wanting to waste a single drop.
Finally, he stopped thrusting and lay there exhausted, shuddering while his chest heaved. Gradually, his breathing returned to something like normal and his spent cock flopped between his thighs.
“So," I asked, wiping a drop of cum from my lips, "how was that?"
"Oh Gawd!” he said, exhaling. “That was fucking awesome. Let me tell you, even when my wife used to blow me, it was never that good. I’d forgotten how great it could feel. These days, she won't even touch my cock, let alone suck it.”
I chuckle. "Sounds familiar, mate.”
Author's Note: Thanks to JWren for all the editing help.
I noticed then that the car beside me, going east, was a new Mustang convertible. The top was down.
Since I was at a higher level in my truck, I could see into the car. The male driver was about my age. He was slim, balding, clean-shaven and, generally, a good looking guy. He was wearing summer shorts and had a fairly hefty bulge between his legs.
I rolled down my window and asked him, "Do you know why traffic is stalled here both ways?"
"No. I can't see what the problem is at all."
“Well, it's the pits. It's a good thing I’m not in a rush to get home."
"Me either," he replied.
I asked him, “So, did you have any exciting plans for the afternoon?"
"Not really," he said. “My wife is at work. I have the day off so I'll be home alone. Once I get back there, that is.” He shook his head and gave a wry smile.
I looked at him for a few moments and decided to take the plunge. “When this traffic jam is over,” I said, “do you wanna grab a coffee at the North Starbucks?”
He gazed up at me and quickly said, “Sure, sounds good.”
That’s when the vehicles ahead of me started to move and I said, “See you later, then.”
I got to Starbucks in ten minutes. I bought coffee and sat at a booth in the corner. I saw him enter a few minutes later. I raised an arm to catch his attention and he smiled, got his coffee and joined me. I learned that he’d been married for thirty years, had three grown children, and worked as a warehouse office manager.
We talked about sports, favorite television shows, movies, and our taste in music. When our coffees were drunk, I asked him, “If you’re going to be alone at home, would you care for some company?"
It seemed to take him a little by surprise but he came back with, “Hmmm, what do you have in mind?"
"Well, it's like this,” I said, leaning forward on the table and speaking in a confidential tone. “If you are clean and discrete, like me, and can keep a secret just between us guys, I'd like to go to your house, get you naked in your bedroom, fondle your dick and balls and when you're hard as a rock, I’ll put your dick in my mouth and suck on it until your cum spurts down my throat. How does that sound? Are you interested?"
"Wow, I have never had that happen before.” He ran a hand over his balding head. “Hmmm, sounds damn hot and you’ve got me horny. Okay, let‘s do it. Follow me.”
I drove behind him to his house. He pulled onto the driveway and I parked on the street. I locked up and walked to him as he unlocked the front door.
"Let's go downstairs,” he said.
I followed him down to a bedroom and, entering the room, he asked, "How does this work?"
"Like this,” I said, guiding him towards the bed. Once there, I reached for the fastener on his shorts and released it, pulled down his zipper and slid his shorts and underwear down to his ankles. He stepped out of them as I tugged on his t-shirt and he raised that over his head and cast it aside.
I turned him so that his back was towards the bed and I gently pushed against his chest. He got the message, backed up and lay down.
I got on my knees and gazed at his crotch. His dick was uncut, about average in length and girth - but was growing fast. I started by fondling his nuts. They were above average size and nearly devoid of hair. In fact, his pubic hair was fairly sparse.
I fondled his nuts with my left hand and latched onto the base of his dick with my right hand. Slowly, I stroked his cock.
Up and down, so very slowly up and down. I felt him throbbing within my light grasp. He moaned with obvious delight and grew impressively with each stroke. I carefully slid his foreskin backward. His glans was moist, glistening and shiny. I rolled his foreskin back and forth over his knob. Soon, his cock was very hard, standing proud, solidly erect, and he gasped with pleasure from my steady strokes.
A drop of pre-cum appeared out of his slit. I licked it off and then took his dick into my mouth. I licked around his cock head, sucked him, and then licked some more. Clearly excited, he started to thrust into my mouth. But I backed off and released his cock from the suctioning of my mouth.
He gasped and sighed in frustration and his thighs trembled. I smiled and resumed stroking his cock, slowly and gently, and also caressed his nuts, rolling them between my fingers. He soon groaned and gasped loudly again, rocking the bed as he bucked his hips. Up and down he went, synchronizing with the long strokes which I applied along his throbbing shaft.
Savouring every moment, I sucked his cock back into my mouth and I felt the tip nudging against the back of my throat. Then he rapidly expanded, his nut sac tightened, and he came with a mighty grunt. His hot sauce bathed my mouth, tongue and throat, as he spurted jet after jet of hot jizz. I swallowed greedily, not wanting to waste a single drop.
Finally, he stopped thrusting and lay there exhausted, shuddering while his chest heaved. Gradually, his breathing returned to something like normal and his spent cock flopped between his thighs.
“So," I asked, wiping a drop of cum from my lips, "how was that?"
"Oh Gawd!” he said, exhaling. “That was fucking awesome. Let me tell you, even when my wife used to blow me, it was never that good. I’d forgotten how great it could feel. These days, she won't even touch my cock, let alone suck it.”
I chuckle. "Sounds familiar, mate.”
Author's Note: Thanks to JWren for all the editing help.
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