The Last Hitchhiker
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I’m a tall good-looking guy with a muscular swimmer’s body. In the early 1990s I was in my early twenties and living in the UK, and from time to time I hitch-hiking around the place, exploring especially the North and Scotland. I had recently broken up with a girlfriend and although I’d had the odd random, highly exciting play in public toilets, had never really been with a guy. I’d exchanged a few blowjobs and that was it.
One day I was hitch-hiking from London up to Scotland and had just been given a lift to a “services” along the highway, where I grabbed a coffee and then walked back to the slip road to thumb another lift. It was a freezing day and looked about to start drizzling. To my great luck, no sooner had I dropped my pack than a car whizzed out of the services centre and pulled to a halt in front of me. The driver, a late middle aged guy, said he’d seen me having a coffee and liked to help hikers, so I got in and we started to chat.
It didn’t take me too long to realize he was gay. We had a pretty ambling conversation about girlfriends and he made a few suggestive remarks about my looks. I was young and feeling a bit apprehensive, but he seemed pretty harmless and he kept both hands on the wheel. Jeff and I chatted for about an hour, getting on well, and then the rain started to come down. He asked whether I had a place to stay for the night and invited me to stay with him and his partner. I accepted.
When we got to his house it was already getting dark. His partner, Mark, was there. He was a bit taller, also in his late 50s. I hadn’t brought too many warm clothes and, feeling cold, they let me take a hot shower and gave me a robe. They had a cosy living room with a sofa and lounge chairs, and they took a bottle of whiskey from their mantle piece and we chatted away as we downed a few drinks. We had a long chat and unfortunately we got on to the subject of my ex-girlfriend, who I was still pretty cut up about. I got pretty glum and these two lovely older gay guys tried to cheer me up, Jeff gave me a hug and we kept chatting, and as we did, he moved around behind the sofa and started to massage my neck and shoulders. John sat down in front of me and started to massage my feet. It was wonderful. I started to moan slightly, even more so as Mark started to work his hands up to my calves, then my lower thighs. At the same time, Jeff started to nuzzle in to my neck. He softly kissed my neck, and then I turned my head and he kissed my mouth. I felt Mark run his hands higher up my thighs, and I opened my legs to him, and his hands slid up further and fondled my cock and balls. It felt electric and my cock sprang to attention, so super hard it would get in those days.
Then it was on. For the first time, I was alone in a private home, free to explore and be debauched. The whiskey had made me so excited and these two older gays knew they had me. Quickly their clothes came off, and they disrobed me, and I found myself lounged back naked on a sofa as two older guys with stiffening cocks stroked and groped me. Jeff’s cock was around my size (average, quick thick), but Mark’s was really big – certainly the biggest I’d seen at that time.
Jeff and I were still kissing – his tongue writhed lie a snake inside my mouth, as I tried to push mine right down his throat. Mark’s hand was gripped around my iron-stiff dick, wanking it slowly. Jeff pulled his face away and stood up and next to me, proffering his thick pole near my face. I didn’t need any further encouragement, licking my lips and opening my mouth to take in his bulbous cut cock, letting it pump slowly in and out as I stroked his balls with one hand and grabbed an arse cheek with the other.
At the same time, I felt Mark go down on me, a glorious soft wet warmth as this skilled cocksucker slowly took me all the way back in his throat, before sucking hard and pulling back. My hips arched off the sofa as his caresses make my cockhead swell almost to bursting point. As I did so, he slipped a hand underneath me and slid a wet finger into my tight arsehole, working it up to the knuckle before sliding it out, then in again, as he continued to blow me. I felt an orgasm grinding in my balls and jerked my hips harder, pushing my cock into his mouth, as he expertly maintained the seal of his lips around my shaft, sucking hard. Overcome with sensation I stopped sucking Jeff to concentrate on my building climax. I felt my sperm begin to rush up and with a yelp started to spasm violently, jerking my cock into his mouth, my sperm shooting deep in his throat as he finger-fucked my rectum in time to my thrusts. He kept sucking as my sperm all spurted, sucking on the end of my cock to take the last drops as I lay back, drained and on a natural high. And still super excited, and ready for two horny guys to figure out what they wanted to do with me. END OF PART 1
One day I was hitch-hiking from London up to Scotland and had just been given a lift to a “services” along the highway, where I grabbed a coffee and then walked back to the slip road to thumb another lift. It was a freezing day and looked about to start drizzling. To my great luck, no sooner had I dropped my pack than a car whizzed out of the services centre and pulled to a halt in front of me. The driver, a late middle aged guy, said he’d seen me having a coffee and liked to help hikers, so I got in and we started to chat.
It didn’t take me too long to realize he was gay. We had a pretty ambling conversation about girlfriends and he made a few suggestive remarks about my looks. I was young and feeling a bit apprehensive, but he seemed pretty harmless and he kept both hands on the wheel. Jeff and I chatted for about an hour, getting on well, and then the rain started to come down. He asked whether I had a place to stay for the night and invited me to stay with him and his partner. I accepted.
When we got to his house it was already getting dark. His partner, Mark, was there. He was a bit taller, also in his late 50s. I hadn’t brought too many warm clothes and, feeling cold, they let me take a hot shower and gave me a robe. They had a cosy living room with a sofa and lounge chairs, and they took a bottle of whiskey from their mantle piece and we chatted away as we downed a few drinks. We had a long chat and unfortunately we got on to the subject of my ex-girlfriend, who I was still pretty cut up about. I got pretty glum and these two lovely older gay guys tried to cheer me up, Jeff gave me a hug and we kept chatting, and as we did, he moved around behind the sofa and started to massage my neck and shoulders. John sat down in front of me and started to massage my feet. It was wonderful. I started to moan slightly, even more so as Mark started to work his hands up to my calves, then my lower thighs. At the same time, Jeff started to nuzzle in to my neck. He softly kissed my neck, and then I turned my head and he kissed my mouth. I felt Mark run his hands higher up my thighs, and I opened my legs to him, and his hands slid up further and fondled my cock and balls. It felt electric and my cock sprang to attention, so super hard it would get in those days.
Then it was on. For the first time, I was alone in a private home, free to explore and be debauched. The whiskey had made me so excited and these two older gays knew they had me. Quickly their clothes came off, and they disrobed me, and I found myself lounged back naked on a sofa as two older guys with stiffening cocks stroked and groped me. Jeff’s cock was around my size (average, quick thick), but Mark’s was really big – certainly the biggest I’d seen at that time.
Jeff and I were still kissing – his tongue writhed lie a snake inside my mouth, as I tried to push mine right down his throat. Mark’s hand was gripped around my iron-stiff dick, wanking it slowly. Jeff pulled his face away and stood up and next to me, proffering his thick pole near my face. I didn’t need any further encouragement, licking my lips and opening my mouth to take in his bulbous cut cock, letting it pump slowly in and out as I stroked his balls with one hand and grabbed an arse cheek with the other.
At the same time, I felt Mark go down on me, a glorious soft wet warmth as this skilled cocksucker slowly took me all the way back in his throat, before sucking hard and pulling back. My hips arched off the sofa as his caresses make my cockhead swell almost to bursting point. As I did so, he slipped a hand underneath me and slid a wet finger into my tight arsehole, working it up to the knuckle before sliding it out, then in again, as he continued to blow me. I felt an orgasm grinding in my balls and jerked my hips harder, pushing my cock into his mouth, as he expertly maintained the seal of his lips around my shaft, sucking hard. Overcome with sensation I stopped sucking Jeff to concentrate on my building climax. I felt my sperm begin to rush up and with a yelp started to spasm violently, jerking my cock into his mouth, my sperm shooting deep in his throat as he finger-fucked my rectum in time to my thrusts. He kept sucking as my sperm all spurted, sucking on the end of my cock to take the last drops as I lay back, drained and on a natural high. And still super excited, and ready for two horny guys to figure out what they wanted to do with me. END OF PART 1
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