Date: Thu, 23 Feb 2012 14:55:10 -0800 (PST)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Car Fun (3)

Car Fun
By
Storyguy22

(3)

   The next morning after eating breakfast I was in my bedroom, digging
through my dresser looking for some sort of sexy outfit to help entice
passing motorists to offer me a ride like those that had worked out so well
yesterday. Finding an old pair of little gym shorts that were now pretty
small for me, I wiggled into them, deciding to forgo any briefs. It felt
really sexy to go commando under the shorts, and as I checked out my
reflection in the door mounted mirror, I thought I looked really hot. A
touch on the slutty side maybe, but hot none the less. The shorts were
definitely too small for me, and the satin-like material clung to the
bulges of my boy-cock and balls, and my hot little ass, and the short hem
left my creamy thighs fully on display. I fluffed up my longish hair, and
slowly checked out my lithe young body in the mirror, very much liking what
I saw as I looked at my narrow shoulders, smooth chest, and flat tummy. The
shorts revealed what I was offering, and left little to the imagination
which was exactly the look I was going for, so I slipped on my tennis shoes
and white half-socks, and then shrugged into a button-front shirt which I
left fully unbuttoned. Excited now at the prospects of the new day, I
headed out, and was soon back out on the country road that passed my house.

   I walked along the shoulder of the road, my ears alert for any
approaching cars as my mind played out the events of the previous day when
Jerry and the old dude in the Caddy had played with my dick, and sucked me
off. My dick stirred behind the small shorts as I anticipated a reprise of
those events, and I was eager for some new action. Maybe a mile or so from
home, I came to a cross roads, and decided to double my chances of
attracting a man by hanging around the intersection for a while to see what
developed. I moved into the shade of big oak tree, and leaned against the
wide trunk, eyes fixed on the distance in hope of spotting an approaching
car, and I didn't have long to wait before I spotted a big dust cloud about
a half mile to the South. I pushed myself off the tree, and moved out near
the edge of the road and waited, my hip kind of cocked as I pushed my shirt
tail back to expose as much smooth skin as possible.

   Shortly, I could make out the growing image of a van moving toward me,
so I put the "check me out" expression on my face and stuck out my thumb,
and waited. A few seconds later a white van, sort of a panel truck showing
the name of a flower shop painted on the side of it passed me by, and I
happily noted the driver was apparently alone, and that he had definitely
noticed me standing there as he flashed by. A second later the tail lights
flashed brightly, and the van slowed to a stop, and then reversed back to
my position. I smiled sweetly, and when the van stopped next to me I saw
that the driver was a pleasant looking man of about mid thirties who was
both smiling, and carefully eyeing my slender young body head to toe.

   "Hey, Hot-stuff...you looking for a lift?" he asked me, his gaze
settling on my bulging crotch.

   I nodded my head, and quietly asked where he was headed, and he replied,
saying.

   "I have a delivery to make a couple miles up ahead, and then I was
thinking of going over to Murphy's place for some lunch...that fit in with
your plans?"

   I kind of shrugged, watching him struggle to not openly stare at my tiny
shorts, an effort he pretty much failed at, and I told him,

   "Sure, that sounds good to me...I don't really need lunch, but a cold
drink would be nice...it's pretty hot out here."

   He chuckled, and waved his hand to indicate I should hop in, and as I
slid onto the seat next to him, he said, kind of under his breath,

   "Yea, right...and now, it's pretty hot in here, too."

   I got that straight off, and I gave him a sweet smile as I shrugged out
of my shirt and tossed it up on the dashboard. I sat back, and his eyes
roamed over my nearly naked body and with a small shake of his head, he got
the van moving again. Once up to speed, he looked over at me again, and
asked my name, and how old I was which I told him, and then he began asking
me if I did a lot of hitching, and whether or not I ever had any bad
experiences from accepting rides with strangers. Feeling feisty, I gave him
a wicked look, and answered,

   "I'm actually kind of new at the hitching thing, but all the experiences
I've had so far have been really awesome...and by the time those guys
dropped me off, we really weren't strangers anymore."

   His eyebrows lifted at that, and I felt my dick tingle as his eyes
settled there once more, and he said quietly,

   "Ah, yea...I get that...guys can get to be good buds on the road...and I
can definitely understand how a man would want to be good friends with a
little hottie like you!"

   Feeling bold now, I grinned at him, and raised my arms above my head in
a stretch, and I thought for a second he was going to crash the van as he
stared at my slim body too long. I relaxed, and then purposely groped my
crotch as though adjusting my junk, and with a coy smile, I asked him,

   "Yea, they can for sure...do you think that you might like to get to
know me better?"

   He gulped, watching me touch myself much longer than necessary, and then
he nodded vigorously as he muttered,

   "Kid, I would very much like to get to know you better...a LOT better,
if you get my drift!"

   I nodded, grinning, and then I all but gave him heart failure as I
quickly tugged down the front of my shorts, flashing my half-hard boyhood
at him as I teased,

   "Well, if we are going to be buds, you probably should meet little
Scotty here...!"

   He all but drooled, and his foot came off the gas completely as he
stared hungrily at my exposed goodies, and I saw his tongue wash over his
lips a couple of times.

   "Holy shit, Kid...that is one beautiful cock...really nice for a boy so
young...are you going to let me play with that...?...I promise you'll love
it!"

   Closing my hand around the shaft of my boyhood, I gave him a smoldering
look, and innocently asked him,

   "I think that might be really nice, actually...I mean, it sure was nice
yesterday...but what about your delivery?"

   He tore his hungry gaze away from my goodies long enough to glance
around,, checking, I guess, to see where we were, and then he returned his
eyes to where my hand was slowly pumping my now fully erect penis, and he
muttered,

   "God damn, Kid...that looks so freaking hot, you playing with that sweet
young dick like that...my delivery is right up ahead, so how about you
climb in back...there is a nice carpet back there to lie on...and it's
probably best my customer doesn't spot a boy like you in here with
me...especially not a nearly naked one...you can actually get naked once
you get back there if you want to...I'll hurry up the delivery, and then
it's just me and you once I find a good spot to park...sound good, Kid?"

   I grinned at him, and batted my eyes a bit as I pushed my little shorts
down, and took them off. His eyes went wide as he stared at my mostly naked
young body, and I saw his tongue swipe over his lips as I pushed off the
seat, and swung around to climb in back of the van. My boner almost slapped
his face as I turned, and his hand shot out like a striking snake and he
gripped my rigid dick firmly as he squeezed it a few times, and promised,

   "Sweet Jesus, boy...what a great unit you have here...old Tom is so
going to love doing you...young dudes make me so damned hot, and God knows
it's a rare day when I get a chance like this...I'm gonna pull out all the
stops for you, Babe, trust me!:

   Strong shivers ran down my spine as he touched my cock, and I was
suddenly really eager to have him see me naked, to touch me all over, and
maybe lick and suck me, so I wiggled away from his groping hand and moved
into the back of the van. He was right, the whole space back here was
covered in a thick carpet, and I quickly toed off my tennis shoes, and
stretched out naked on the floor. The guy swung into a driveway and then
stopped in front of a house, where he hopped out and then swung open that
ambulance style back door of the van. I spread my thin legs wide, giving
him the while view of my rampant boner and plump balls as he grabbed an
arrangement of flowers off a shelf. He paused to look closely at me, and I
giggled as I took my bone in my fingers, offering to him as I said
teasingly,

   "Wanna lick, Mister...?"

   He groaned, his eyes rolling back, and he grunted,

   "Absolutely I want a lick...and a suck...all of it...stay right there,
Beauty...I'll be right with you!"

   I pouted, my full mouth forming a frown as I pleaded in a boyish voice,

   "Okay Mister, I will...but hurry, okay...?...I need you to touch
me...all over!"

   Another groan from him, and then he slammed the van's door and I heard
him hurry off to make his delivery. I giggled again, confident that I had
it all under control, and that I was going to fully enjoy my time with this
man, and I was eager to get started. In just a couple of minutes he climbed
back into the driver's seat, and he quickly got us going, back down the
driveway, and then back onto the road. We drove a short while, and he had
adjusted his mirror so that he could see my naked body behind him, and he
kept up a litany of chatter about how hot and sexy I was. A short while
later I felt the van steer off the main road and onto a bumpy dirt track
that seemed to be going through an overgrown pasture of some kind. A couple
minutes later the van stopped beside a dilapidated old barn kind of
building, and the man was out of his seat like a shot, and he climbed into
the back with me.

   He dropped down beside me, and I kind of leaned back on my elbows as I
again splayed my legs, offering all my treasures to his lust filled
gaze. He looked me over really slow like, and then his hand came up and he
began gently touching me, starting at my neck and moving over my shoulder,
arm, and then my chest. His fingers explored my sensitive little nipples,
each in turn, and I shuddered with pleasure as he danced his fingers
downward along my tummy, and then finally he fingered my rigid boner and
tender balls. He was breathing all hard and fast, and muttering stuff about
my smooth skin, and youthful hardness. His fingers hefted my balls,
weighing them, and then he carefully felt each orb as he asked me about how
much cum I made, and if I had ever tasted it, stuff like that, and then he
just dropped down, and started licking me cock and balls. He finally took
my inside his drooling mouth and began bobbing over me as he sucked me, his
fingers probing my pouch, and I let my head sag back as I purred like a
happy kitten. Man, it felt so great, and I began kind of bucking my hips to
match his rhythm as he sucked me wetly and noisily.

    He was really good at this, and before I really got into it he had me
tingling like crazy with repeated mews of pleasure pouring out of me as I
got closer and closer to shooting. He seemed to sense how excited I was
getting, and he suddenly released my pulsing dick and dropped down to
capture my whole nut sack in his mouth, licking and sucking my balls as his
hand pumped my boner up and down..

   "Oh jeez...!" I hissed, "That's so good...jeez...Mister...I'm gonna
shoot really soon...!"

   In a flash he was back to sucking my throbbing young cock, and in
another minute I lost it big time, my back arching upward as my dick bucked
and my jizz began spewing into his mouth in strong spurts as he happily
swallowed each offering until I was drained, and exhausted. He held me a
while then as I calmed back down, stroking my naked body gently and
planting soft little kisses on my tender and now limp dick. After a while I
said I needed to pee, and the guy surprised me big time when he asked if he
could hold me dick while I did it. Giggling, I nodded, and after we got out
of the van, he stood kind of behind me and reached around to hold my dick
while I peed all over the ground beside the van. Naturally his touching me
like that got me all hard again, and after he shook the pee drops off my
cock, he led me back to the open door at the back. He sat down in the door
space, and pulled my cock until I was right in front of him, and then he
proceeded to begin sucking me again.

   I put my hands on his bobbing head, and as he sucked me his hand
explored all over, my chest and nipples, tummy and balls, and even behind
my balls where he slid his fingers into my ass crack, finally probing at my
little pucker, just like the dude yesterday did. It was a little weird, but
I liked it, and after about five minutes of his playing with me and sucking
me, I was shooting more creamy cum into his mouth once more, which he
swallowed all down again.

   After that, I get my shorts on, and we drove on over to Murphy's Diner
where he had a burger while I drank a cold lemon aid. After that, he told
me he needed to get back to the flower shop, and he offered me a ride back
toward home. I looked around the diner, and spotting several men eating
lunch who were obviously interested in me, I said no thanks, that I would
hang out a bit, and find another ride later on. He gave me a wide grin,
nodding as he wisely glanced at the other men who were trying to be cool
about checking me out, and he paid the bill, and left. I went to wash up a
bit, and then wandered outside to see about scoring another ride with one
of the other men.

(Continues)

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