Date: Wed, 7 Jun 2006 09:33:05 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mark Wolf <pdxwolf@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Driving Test

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Disclaimer: The following story contains graphic
sexual language and actions between adult males and
minors. If material of this nature offends you, PLEASE
do not read any further. Please note that you must
be of legal age, where you live, to read this story.
This is a work of fiction and any similarity between
real people or events is purely coincidental.


It was a cold November day and the wind was blowing
fiercely.  I unwisely choose a light sweatshirt jersey
to come down to the Department of Motor Vehicles for
my drivers test.  You see, I turned sixteen this week.
 My safety education course from High School was
completed almost a month ago.  It was now time to
obtain my drivers license joining the ranks of
privileged drivers everywhere.  I quickly passed the
written portion, books and tests have always been an
easy accomplishment for me.  Don't get me wrong, I may
be bookish, but I also like playing sports looking
more like a jock than a nerd.  I began freshman weight
training last year. After 18 months of dedication, the
results were showing nicely as I packed on
considerable muscle and lost all my baby fat.  I was
now hard and lean, receiving looks from both guys and
girls, as I walk down the school halls.

Currently though, I am standing in the cold, by my
mom's car, in the parking lot, waiting for my examiner
to decide my fate.  After a few minutes, a young man
appeared from the building wearing the unmistakable
gray uniform of a DMV official.  My first thought was
"Wow, he's cute", but my common sense took hold.  "Keep
your mind on business Tom" I told myself.  As he came
closer, I could tell he was very muscular as the
ripples shown through the tight poly-blended uniform.
He extended his hand to me saying "I am Mr. Green.  I
will be your driving examiner today."  "Hello, my name
is Tom" I replied nervously shaking his hand.  "Well
then, shall we begin the test" he said entering on the
passenger side of the car.  I walked over sitting into
the drivers seat, buckled up, adjusted the mirrors,
started the car and finally drove off.

I had already performed multiple side street maneuvers
flawlessly before we entered the freeway for the final
phase of the test.  I drove down the freeway quite a
while making lane changes and so forth, while Mr.
Green was busy writing on his clip board.  I felt very
confident my license would be in my hands shortly.
Suddenly Mr. Green said "Exit here."  I was startled
and half scared, quickly changing across four lanes of
traffic without signaling.  I hit the exit pressing on
the breaks hard, forcing my examiner to lunge forward.
 The car entered an industrial area at the end of the
ramp.  He sternly asked me to pull over to the curb of
a side street.  I knew I made several big mistakes
exiting the freeway.  Hell, it looked like one of
those action movies!  Mr. Green was
now acknowledging those mistakes as he began to tell
me about each and every one of my infractions.  "I
need you to turn on the next street" he said  "We will
return to the office using city streets."  "Did I pass
the test sir" I asked.  "I prefer to respond to your
questions after we get back to the office."  "I didn't
pass did I?" I said dejected.  "You did very well on
all the test maneuvers until we exited the freeway.  I
am afraid you made numerous errors on that portion of
the test."  I looked down at the floor thinking about
the mistakes.  Normally, I am very reserved around
adults not questioning their authority, but this time
I decided to be aggressive.  I didn't feel his sudden
out burst on the freeway was a fair action during my
test.  "Mr. Green sir, I think it's unfair to count
those last mistakes.  You startled me when you yelled
out in your commanding voice."  I was laying it on
pretty thick, but this was my license on the line
after all.  "So, you don't think quick decisions and
distractions occur while driving?" he said smiling.  I
was done.  There wasn't much I could argue about that
statement.

I again looked down, but not at the floor.  This time
I was looking over at Mr. Green's muscular body.  The
man looked more like a football player then a driving
examiner.  I could also see a nice bulge in his
poly-cotton pants while my eyes were looking down.  At
that point, my mind hatched a new plan to get my
license.  "Sir.  I wasn't distracted as much as
following your orders.  You have such a commanding
voice, sir.  I would do anything you asked of me.
Sir."  I looked up to his face giving him a devilish
smile.  His eyes looked into mine before scanning my
body up and down approvingly.  I moved over toward him
in the seat placing my hand on his thigh saying "You
do understand how forceful you are? Sir"  Mr. Green
didn't move his leg which I took as a hopeful sign.
"Perhaps" he spoke slowly.  "I forget how much of a
commanding influence I have over young men such as
yourself.  I am just so use to them following orders
without question."   He looked me in the eye with his
own devilish smile spreading across on his face.  Now
it was up to me to close the deal.  I moved my hand up
to his crotch squeezing the bulge I found there.  "I
believe I understand sir" I said.

He placed his hands behind his head scooting himself
down in the seat.  This gave me easy access to the
growing package confined in his pants.  I reached over
unfastening his belt, unbuttoning, and unzipping his
pants allowing his growing member to expand under his
black boxer briefs.  "It would be easier sir, if you
would slide your pants down.  Please sir."  I was
playing up my submissive role big time and he
responded accordingly, lifting up enough to allow me
to pull his pants and briefs down to his ankles.  His
body was as tone as I imagined.  I could see the
beginning of a hard six pack, under the end of his
shirt tail, connecting to powerful muscular legs.  His
growing uncut cock was already eight inches and still
rising.  I instinctively licked my lips in
anticipation.  "Move my shirt out of the way" he said
in a very commanding voice.  Obviously, he was getting
off on this game we were playing.  I reached up
unbuttoning the gray shirt indicating his government
position.  He wasn't wearing an undershirt allowing my
hands to caress his well developed chest.  I kissed
his firm nipples making him moaning softly as he
stroked my head.  Mr. Green did a quick look around
the area.  We had parked in front of an abandoned
factory, but he was ensuring no one was around to
distract from our game.

I continued my oral assault down his hairless chest,
kissing every inch of newly exposed skin.  Mr. Green's
whole body was hard chiseled muscle and I wanted to
feel every inch of him.  I made my way down the ridges
of his abs with my tongue making him moaning louder
with every kiss and lick.  He seemed totally lost in
the ecstasy of our moment as I reached the tip of his
now rock hard cock.  I hadn't even reached his navel
yet.  I lifted myself up to appreciate the site of his
huge fuck pole which had to be over nine inches.  The
foreskin was pulled back exposing the huge head of his
beer can thick cock.  "Holy shit!" I exclaimed out
loud.  Mr. Green chuckled saying "Yeah, this is going
to be one helluva test boy.  Let's see if you pass
this one."  I had never tackled a cock of his size,
but I wasn't going to back down now.  I reached over
with my hand, pulling his dick upright, as I began
pumping it up and down.  Precum dripped down the sides
of his shaft pooling around my hand.  I spread the
liquid around his whole cock providing lubricant for
my stroking hand. My other hand was busy massaging his
large full balls which seemed to match his monster
dick.

After a few minutes of jerking my drive examiner, I
leaned down placing the giant head into my mouth.  Mr.
Green let out a gasp as my warm mouth made contact to
his body's most sensitive area.  He bucked up forcing
a good four or five inches into my tight throat.  I
began moving up and down his horse cock taking six
inches at a time.  I love to deep throat guys
swallowing every cock offered to me so far.  I was
determined to get this magnificent specimen all the
way down as well. I expertly worked on this pole for
several minutes, managing to get a couple more inches
into my wanting mouth.  My expert tongue had Mr. Green
squirming in his seat, breathing hard, saying "Oh fuck
yeah kid.  Suck that mother fucker!"  His
encouragement was all I needed to force all nine plus
inches of his thick cock down my throat. I was now
able to suck up and down his entire shaft.  Every
third or fourth time, I would let his huge dick stay
buried deep in my throat.  My tongue would move along
the underside of his shaft force loud guttural moans
from Mr. Green.

I had been skillfully sucking my DMV official for
about twenty minutes as his ecstasy began to overwhelm
him. "Fucking hell!" he yelled out.  "This is the best
blow job I've ever had!"  Mr. Green took full control
of our 'test' bring his hands down from his head and
placing them on mine.  He held my head firmly as he
began bucking his hips fucking my mouth with his
monster dick.  His thrusting became for forceful with
his growing excitement.  My mouth began to ache from
being stretched as he thrust the full length of his
cock in and out of my warm throat.  He was yelling "Ah
fuck, ah fuck" over and over indicating a climax was
close at hand.  I could feel his fuck pole grow larger
expanding the sides of my jaws.  I could swear it was
reaching all the way down to my stomach as it snaked
down my throat.  At that moment, Mr. Green screamed
"Take my load you fucking bitch!"  Before I knew it,
my head was down in his crotch as he forced every inch
of his manhood deep down my gullet.  I could feel his
cock pulsing across my tongue as warm liquid flowed in
to my stomach.  I knew he was cumming, but couldn't
taste his juice.  His dick was too far down my young
teenage throat.  He unload his cum for a good two or
three minutes filling me up with man juice.  I was
running out of air and tried to pull off, but he held
my head firmly between his legs as he unloaded his
jism.  Just when I thought I was going to pass out
from lack of oxygen, he released my head from his vise
like grip.  I pulled off his dick enough to give me
some badly needed air but didn't release his throbbing
cock just yet.  I licked around the head tasting him
for the first time since his long orgasm from my
fantastic blow job began.  It was better than I had
hoped and I smacked my lips to get every remaining
drop.

His cock eventually softened from its steeliness.  I
reluctantly let it fall from my mouth.  "Oh man.  That
was the best blow job I've ever received" Mr. Green
said as his breathing returned to normal.  "Man, you
are one helluva cocksucker." Mr. Green was now gently
stroking my head like a favorite pet.  "I haven't been
able to get a single bitch to deep throat me like
that.  You've got real cock sucking talent there Tom."
 "Women just don't have the same motivation, sir" I
responded.  "When a guy sucks cock, it's because he
loves sucking cock and knows how it feels.  So did I
pass the test? Sir" I asked sliding his cock back into
my mouth.  Mr. Green moaned once again, "Oh yeah.
You're getting your driver license.  If I could give
out a license to suck cock, you'd be getting that too"
he said smiling.  I pulled my lips from his thick limp
cock as he pulled up his pants.  "You know, sir" I
said looking in to his handsome face.  "I need to get
my motorcycle endorsement later this month."  Mr.
Green finished buttoning his shirt saying "The
endorsement test is much more intense."  His hands
moved to my ass slapping my cheeks.  "I believe there
is both an oral and a riding test."  "Well I know I
can pass the oral and I would love to show you how
well I can ride, sir" I said with my devilish grin.
Mr. Green smiled too saying "Let's go get your picture
taken Tom."