Date: Mon, 13 May 2019 16:22:59 +0000 From: J T Subject: Ash's Car The following is a work of fiction: Any resemblance to persons living or deceased is purely coincidental. It depicts sexual situations between males and if reading such is illegal where you reside, or you are not at least 18 years of age, please read at your own risk. This work is the property of the author and should not be reposted or reproduced without their permission. Author can be contacted at jtkink@outlook.com --- We'd powered through the case of beer Matt had brought and were down to the last of the vodka. My group of friends had all just finished the school year and were in that beautiful time before responsibilities started to happen again. We were in the car park of a local dive motel, under the neon signs knowing that no one would bother us in front of such a shit hole. When our cars rolled in, there was your standard shit-talk: jokingly bad mouthing each other's cars, jobs, and lives. I was one of the few who didn't drive, so I caught a lift with Jesse and brought along a six pack of shit beer that I had no intention of ever drinking. We were all pissed, and probably shouldn't have driven, but 18-year-olds are fucking morons most of the time. The alcohol and bravado lead to the time honoured send-off of the night, a few donuts in the car park before speeding off before the owner called the cops. It was the only thing that pulled him away from the dog races short of a murder. 'Get the fuck in asshole' Jesse said to me with that slow grin he always got when he was pissed. 'Fuck off - you live nowhere near me, and you're just going to make me walk home' I retorted. It was a game Jesse played too many times, getting tired halfway home, stopping at his place, then never dropping me off. It took him a moment to process before shrugging and wandering off to his mum's second hand Rav 4. 'You didn't want to go to fucking soccer practice in Mum's taxi?' Tom said loudly before Jesse was out of earshot. Jesse flipped us off as he got into his car, revving the engine. 'Alright bro, I'll drop you back.' Ash said, half a joint dangling from his mouth. 'Daddy going to drop you back, Jason?' Tom popped again. 'Yeah, at least Laura'll be all tucked up for the night by now' I shot back. Ash had been dating a girl we all thought was too young for him for the last month or two. It was only minorly scandalous, but the Daddy epithet stuck like glue. It didn't help Ash was a big guy. He was solidly built, with hair all over his broad chest, thick legs, and arms with strong biceps. He had a cheeky grin, when combined with his spiked hair and love of singlets, made him one of the sexiest fuckbois in town. 'Fuck you both of you. Do you want that lift or not?' Ash threw the last of the joint on the ground. 'Yes Daddy' I quickly hopped in the car, as Tom and Matt cackled and Ash scowled at me. After a few donuts, we sped out onto the highway laughing as we saw the chubby owner yelling from the office door. I'd been friends with Ash for years, and I had wanted him for about as long. He'd always been a bit of jock and was competitive as all hell. Almost every conversation quickly turned to one-upmanship and his ego usually was ahead of his ability or experience. Most of the time it was easier to let him get his way, but sometimes it was fun watching him get all jacked up. Whether it was battling in classes, talking up his dubious conquests, or dreaming of a corporate job 'he can wear a suit at', his opinion of himself was always very rosy. 'Fucking Daddy bullshit' Ash muttered under his breath 'Dude, just relax we're just giving you shit' I wanted to avoid his awkward resentment, not only because I thought he was hot, but because he was giving me lift home. 'Yeah, I know. It's been hard with Laura recently though' 'What's happened?' I was curious but not particularly invested. Consensus was Laura was a bitch, and we didn't really understand why Ash liked her. 'She's been pretty... distant, I guess? I haven't seen her all week and haven't fucked her in like... 10 days' Ash loved giving everyone gory details of his always dramatic relationships. At first it was interesting, as he was really the only one with such drama in his life, until we quickly cottoned on that it was mostly bullshit. `Those other dickheads have finally grown some balls and realised she puts out, but they can't match me.' 'Well, I'm always here' I gave him an overexaggerated wink for emphasis. I wasn't out to these guys at all but joking about it was the best cover to deflect away from real shit. I usually directed it at Ash mostly because I was into him, but also his macho, fuckboi attitude made it so easy to seem like satire. 'Fuck off dude, you wouldn't know what to do with it' He cracked a smile, and we chatted about anything else for the rest of the drive. --- Pulling up in front of my house, Ash became all quiet again. 'Thanks for the lift - how many handjobs to I owe you now?' I said to break the silence. 'Don't tempt me dude. I might call those debts due.' Ash said with a small smile. It quickly disappeared though, and his usually bright eyes dimmed a bit. 'She just doesn't seem to want it anymore. Laura, I mean...' An uncomfortable silence hung over us. 'I'm sorry dude that must be rough.' I was trying to be empathetic, but fuck she sucked. And apparently not too often either. 'I got so used to having her whenever, and now... she must be getting it somewhere else' Ash looked so despondent. 'That's really shit dude. But you're a pretty hot guy - I'm sure you can get somewhere else too' Stoking his ego almost always made him feel a bit better. 'Yeah. I need it. Can't think straight at the moment. And need a to get a handle on it' 'I already offered that!' I nervously laughed trying to diffuse the tension. 'Yeah' Ash said after a short silence. I gulped visibly. He was extremely intense, deep in his own thoughts. He stared intensely at me for what seemed like an age, then suddenly broke into a big smile and looked out the windscreen. 'You know I'm all about the ladies' He said, back to his old confident self. 'Yeah, I do' I was getting more and more nervous. 'But there isn't any ladies around at the moment' He continued. 'Doesn't look like it' 'So what if I called in some of your debts?' He turned back to me and smiled. I sat there blinked, stunned like a deer in the headlights. Was he joking? Or serious? Did he know? He reached down and undid his seatbelt and spread his knees a little. My eyes were immediately glued on his crotch, and I felt him put an arm behind the head of my car seat. 'I need it bro.' With his other hand he took mine, and placed it on his thigh. 'But Ash...' I started and trailed off as I felt his firm thigh. He played rugby, and his beefy body held a lot of muscle. He let out a slight hiss, as my hand gently squeezed and slide up. 'It's not gay or anything. You're just paying me back for the ride.' My breath caught immediately. Did he know I was gay? Or was he just trying deal with his blue balls any way he could? He initiated this, and seemed to have adequately justified it to himself. Plus, he was high and a bit drunk. I suddenly felt more confident. And turned on. 'Nah... nah man. I should pay you back.' In said slowly, not wanting to spook him. 'I'm good for it.' He flashed that cheeky grin, and my cock jumped. My hand swiftly darted to his package, now tenting his pants, and rubbed gently. Through his pants I gave his cock a few squeezes, feeling how firm it had gotten. 'How should I do this?' I said playing dumb. He pulled the waist band of his pants and underwear done and tucked it underneath his balls. His hard cock was a dream to me: the musky purple head was already glistening with precum, a few thick veins wiggled their way down his shaft. His balls were nice and big, probably filled with a massive load. He'd bragged the other week about how Laura liked him trimmed, but I didn't realise how short he'd gone. It made his cock look bigger, fatter, and tastier. 'Just take it slowly.' Ash hissed. He put my hand on his naked cock, and opened his legs even further. I wanted to leap onto it, but I maintained my composure slowly pulling his dick and feeling it throb between my fingers. Ash leant back, closing his eyes and starting to enjoy the slow handjob. I was salivating looking at his meat, so I quickly removed my hand, spat on it, and slicked his shaft. The improvised lubricant was doing the trick as his squirmed to thrust his dick into my hand. I moved my other hand in to caress and tug his smooth balls, making him growl. His deep breathing soon turned into deep moaning as I worked his cock over. I slowly dropped my reluctant novice act and began assaulting his cock with my hands, pulling his balls gently, varying my grip on his cock, and paying close attention to his head. 'Fuck you're good at this.' Ash breathed. 'I want to deliver on my promises. What about I put my money wear my mouth is?' I ask in low voice, taking a gambit that Ash's arousal would deal with any inhibitions he may have. He half opened his eyes, still in ecstasy but intrigued. I raised an eyebrow again at him and started to lower my head down to his cock. His eyes widened quickly and Ash thrust his hips towards my mouth, but I stopped just short of tasting it. 'Tell me what you want, Ash' My hot breath rushing over his sensitive cock head. 'Suck it. Please. I need it. Please suck my cock' At that point I took the head into my mouth and swirled my tongue around the glans. I flicked it in his piss slit, savouring his salty precum, whilst still fondling his balls. I moved my lips down the shaft, taking as much as I could. I felt his hand rest on my head, no quite pushing but definitely encouraging me to go further. I began pumping my head slowly, sliding my lips across his veiny shaft, coating his knob in my spit and his precum. His moans grew louder, and I began sucking faster, and tugging harder. 'Fuck. Man. I'm close. If you don't... in your mout' His cum erupted from his cock straight down my throat. I greedily swallowed everydrop of Ash's seed, sucking his nuts dry. Ash tensed and relaxed as he shot repeatedly, his has hands clamping on my head. I pulled off his softening cock, licking my lips for last drops of Ash's load. He stared at me confused and spent. 'Fuck Laura never came close to that!' 'How fucking bad IS she?' ---