Date: Sun, 23 Sep 2018 02:48:30 +0000 From: Matt Abherton Subject: Rendezvous in a Car This is a story about a young man and a much older man who meet up for sex in a car. All legal disclaimers apply. The story is based on real life experience.If this topic offends you, do not read any further. If you are under the age of 18 (21 in some areas) and too young to be reading such material or if you are in a locale or country where it is not legal to read such material, then please leave immediately and come back when it is legal for you to do so. We'll be glad to have you back. If you meet the criteria then read on, enjoy, and kindly let me know what you think. On the sites that provide for you to rate the stories or leave comments, I value your thoughts and opinion; I would also like to hear from you personally. Personal stories and accounts of your own similar experiences are always welcome. Contact me at matt.abherton@outlook.com Rendezvous in a car This story is real and happened a couple years ago. It's the first time I write my own story after reading alot on different sites. At the time of this I was a 22-year-old man with only one earlier experience with another male. I live in Stockholm, Sweden and had been horny for quite some time. I spent some time exploring the gay side of Stockholm through a site where many queer people meet and talk. These chats had led to the earlier experience I had where I spent a whole afternoon making out with an older man. I can probably go through that story but will save it for another time. This story happened a while after my first experience when I once again started getting my courage up and decided I wanted to try meeting another man. That's when I started chatting to a man we can call Sven. Sven was 61, he was discreet and had no profile pictures. Since I also was quite discreet and didn't want to be public I messaged him with typical greetings. Since this was on the net I had the balls to do that, in real life I was a shy boy. We started chatting for a couple of days and got to know each other. Sven introduced himself, he was a married businessman with kids living in the center of the city. I lived 20 minutes outside in a suburb with my parents and siblings. He was tall around 190cm(6,23ft), and was quite large. He didn't send me a facepic but sent me a picture of his body in white briefs. He had a big stomach and a large chest covered with white and dark fur. Since I was into older bears I got turned on by his picture and started imagining playing with his chest hair. He didn't ask me for a picture back, but I described myself as a university student that was around 160cm(5,24ft) and 65kg(143lbs), with dark black hair, white skin and puffy lips. I also told him I was of arabic descent since my parents were not from Sweden. After a couple of days of messaging back and forth he asked me if I wanted to meet up, and since I was horny I accepted. He decided we would meet in two days outside a subway station that was in the city when he finished work. When the day arrived, I was very nervous. He had told me since he worked as a business man that he always wore a suit and tie which got me excited. So that morning I tried my best to pick up clothes that would be fitting, my usual wear was casual clothes and hoodies, but I went to school wearing chinos and a nicely fitted shirt with a jacket that day. I spent the whole day nervous and looking forward to 5PM, the time he had decided we would meet at. But I also spent the whole day thinking about changing my mind and canceling the whole thing. I was very nervous and quite scared since I wasn't used to meeting random people in their cars. But I still felt obliged to go through with it, I can't explain why but Sven had some sort of force of attraction and I felt I didn't want to let him down after days of chatting and after we've decided for a date. He even messaged me and asked me If I would turn up and I felt I had no choice but to answer yes... When the time arrived, I took the subway from where I lived to where we would meet. During the subway ride he sent me a text with instructions: "take the first stair to the right after you exit the subway station, I will be waiting there in a dark blue Volvo". I was still nervous, but I was on autopilot letting his instructions guide my steps and when I found the car I opened the door and stepped in. He sat in the driver's seat and looked at me with a smile. He was very handsome with a clean shaved round face and white hair brushed to the side. He had glasses on and looked good and I felt some of my fears disappear. I sat in the car next to him and he started driving and talking casually about my day and how I felt. I answered with short answers and tried to ask him about his day even though it was hard to focus. He drove from the city center towards a large woody area right outside Stockholm. It was around 5.30PM but Sweden is dark during that time of the year and when we left the city there was a lot less lights, cars and people. That's when he put his hand on my leg and started rubbing back and forth. I instantly got a hard on but didn't know how to react, so I sat there still. He then started rubbing my hand and I rubbed his back. He continued to alternate between my hand and leg until he arrived at a desolate place where he parked his car. He told me to go to the back. When we sat in the back seat, he continued to rub my leg and feeling me up. Then he took my face and started kissing me. It was at this moment I finally felt my nervousness leave me and I started kissing him back. His large tongue invaded my mouth and I tried to fight back and taste the inside of his mouth for a change. He rubbed me all over my body and I rubbed his chest over his suit. I managed to open two of the buttons on his shirt and slid my hand in to feel his flesh and his hairy breast. We were both horny at that moment and he started rubbing my hard dick through my trousers while still making out like crazy. After a moment of this he paused to remove his tie and open more buttons on his shirt. He then held the back of my head and pushed it against his nipples. I instantly started licking his nipple and tasting his bare skin. The feeling was quite weird, and the taste was just like salty skin, but it was getting him worked up, so I got worked up. With one hand behind his back and the other hand free I started rubbing his leg and got higher and higher. Seeing how much he enjoyed my nipple sucking I then decided to also start rubbing his dick on the outside of his pants while continuing to lick and suck his nipples. I tried to be as erotic as possible and open the zipper to his pants and stick my hand in there, continuing to rub his pants this time on the outside of his briefs. I even tried to slip my hand in to feel his flesh, but it was very tight, so I didn't. He saw that I was eager, so he decided to help. He unbuttoned his pants, raised his butt and slid his pants and briefs off. While he fixed his pants, I stopped working on his nipples and when I saw that his cock was now free I took ahold of it. Since he wasn't circumcised his dick wasn't like mine that I was used to, it was softer and had skin all the way covering the head. I started jerking him off and went back to kissing him and making out. I knew he was expecting me to suck his dick, but I was afraid, and my mind was racing so I got reluctant. I guess he either knew what I was going through or just wanted to get his dick sucked because once again he put a hand on the back of my head and he guided me down towards his crotch. Now I felt like I had to go all the way since I had gotten this far so I took his dick in my mouth. It was an average sized dick, but I still struggled with it. I felt some of his pubes in my mouth and the taste of a lot of precum that was salty and strong. I could only suck his dick for a short moment before going back to kissing him giving him a taste of what I was tasting. While we made out I jerked him off. Then went down on him again to suck him for a short moment. I kept alternating between the two because I couldn't suck his dick for more than a few minutes at a time. I continued like that until he said that he was close to cumming. His breathing got heavier, and I didn't want his cum in my mouth, so I started jerking him of, and gave him a kiss. He started moaning heavily and came hard. He took a few minutes to relax and wind down after his climax and I was still rock hard, with my pants unbuttoned and down between my legs. My dick was sticking straight out. He then told me: "That was nice. You made me feel good, so I'm going to make you feel as good as you ever have. Just sit back and enjoy" Since he wasn't a short man like me and much larger, he struggled in the backseat of the car that was cramped up with the two of us. But he still managed to reach my dick with his mouth and started sucking me. I was already very horny and ready to blow. He sucked me fast and jerked me. I felt that I was close, so I told him, but he kept on sucking me. I erupted quickly in his mouth. He then opened the door and spit out most of the cum on the road. When he closed the door he gave me one big kiss and shared the remains of my cum with me. It tasted strange to my unexperienced mouth, but it was still erotic. We made out slowly while catching our breath. Afterwards we cleaned ourselves with a small towel he had prepared and got dressed. He then drove me back to the subway station and I sat on the train, happy, heading home. This wasn't the only time I met Sven, but for sure was one of my most memorable encounters.