Machoman
The traffic light turned red. The guy in front of me braked abruptly and I had to step on the brake. What an asshole! I looked in his rearview mirror and his eyes met mine. He smiled at me and his face told me: “sorry guy”. I loved his eyes. I glanced at his side view mirror to see him in profile. His eyes again met mine and I felt my dick stiffening. He pulled up and I followed him. Every time he turned, he put his blinker out long before turning and I imagined he wanted me to follow him. I...