Date: Wed, 30 Jan 2008 17:37:35 +0000 (GMT)
From: Michael Hancock <london_guy_blue@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Seduced by Young Hitchhikers

  I picked them up on the A21 to London, heading out of Hastings. It was
just on an impulse really. They were sloping along, grinning as they looked
back and raised their thumbs and the cars in front of mine all sped past. I
slowed down to let a car out from my left and the first lad seemed to take
it as an invitation. He waved his arm and called his mates back and I
thought well what the hell, they can have a lift. It can only be local, a
few miles.

  `Ta, Tonbridge?' said the first lad. They all seemed about 20, in sloppy
sweaters over t-shirts, two in baseball caps. |I nodded and they hopped in
- two in the back the first lad beside me. They admired the old 2.4 Jag as
we moved off and made a Morse joke. I get plenty of those. Having a car
like a TV detective can get very dreary. We chatted about music and
football and films - they were all students at the local art college and we
were almost into Tonbridge when the boy beside me suddenly asked if I could
turn left - `just up there.' I swung the car round and we were in a quiet
country lane suddenly. The lad beside me started to stroke my thigh! My
mouth went dry and my heart thundered. `This is very kind of you,' he
said. `We could show you how grateful we are. Maybe you could help us with
a sub or two as well? We got nothing in our place to eat or drink till
Friday.' By now his hand was sliding up my thigh and moving into my
crotch. I could feel my cock uncurling
 and hardening under his fondling. One of the boys behind was running his
hands through my hair, gripping my neck, massaging it closely, slipping a
hand down my shirt collar. I shivered. It was so sudden, so erotic.

  `Look, I'm not gay or anything,' I said, trying to concentrate on the
road ahead which was getting ev en narrower.

  `Sure, sure,' said the lad beside me, now stroking me more firmly and
laughing as he found my growing erection. `You're not enjoying this at
all.' He started to slide my zip open and slid his warm hand inside. He
found my hot cock immediately and sprung it free from my trunks. `Hey, he's
really hot for it, lads!' he said. `Turn left! Now!'

  I found myself obeying him and swung left into the grassed car park of
what a sign told me was a bird and wildlife reserve. There were no other
vehicles. I skidded up to a hedge. The boy behind me turned my head as I
stopped and kissed me passionately on the mouth, running his hands through
my hair. The boys beside me was really wanking me off with relish now,
running his nimble fingers up and down my heavy erect cock which was
throbbing and beginning to dribble with precum. The third boy reached over
and gently slid my wallet from my pocket. By now I was fast approaching
such a jerking, panting climax that I hardly cared. I heard him rustling
through its contents as the others continued to hold me, one kissing me on
and on and the other expertly jacking me off . I knew I had £60 in there
but then I felt my balls tightening and the rush beginning and the boy
sensed it. He stopped, gripped my cock hard. `You want to cum, you give us
the cash?' he said, laughing.

  `YES, YES, YES!' I begged. `Finish me off, finish me off!' And then he
was sweeping and jerking his hands up my rigid cock ands they were bathed
in my white sticky jizz. Still he wanked me on and on and on, milking me
dry, before drying his hands on the front of my shirt.

  `Sixty,' said the third lad. `Twenty each. Not bad. And his address in
his wallet. We could look you up some time. Pop round for a spot of fun.'

  Even drained and dazed by the events of the last few minutes, I felt my
now limp cock stir again. `You can come round any time,' I heard myself
say. `I live alone.'

  They laughed. `Right,' said the fair youth beside me, ` get yourself
cleaned up and we'll be on our way.'

  `Hang on,' said the boy who had been caressing my neck and kissing
me. `There's a card here. Let's give him another going over for another
sixty.'

  The boy beside me laughed. `I don't think he'd be up to it,' he said,
reaching down for my cock again. `Hang on, though, he IS!'

  Suddenly the boy behind began to tug at my shoulders and then he and his
mate were pulling me into the back seat. As I slithered over, the boy in
front tugged my trousers and pants off and then their hands were on me and
all over me. `We're going to the cash point to get the money afterwards,'
said the second boy, running his tongue round inside my ear and making me
shiver again. `But first we are going to fuck you silly, Mickey and me, and
Tone will take pictures with his lovely little phone. Then he'll suck you
off for a finish. I'll film that bit. You're ours, mate. We own you now.'


  To be continued

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