Date: Fri, 10 Jun 2022 05:09:13 +0000 (UTC) From: James Somers Subject: Car Fun - chapter 1 Even as I changed into my new Bike pride jock, put on my blue mesh shorts and a tight shirt, slipped my new bottle of poppers into my pocket, and gargled some mouthwash, I wasn't quite sure I wanted to do this. I'd been talking to him on Grindr for the past week. We'd had some hot chats. I knew he was a dominant guy and he was into some hot stuff. I wanted to meet up, but neither of us could host. Even as I got into the car, I was nervous. I was going to pick him up down the street from his house. He knew a place we could go for some fun in the car. I convinced myself that it would be fine - we wouldn't get caught by anyone and I'd just be giving him a blow job. It would be quick and relatively safe. I said this to myself as I turned on my car. As I drove. As I pulled down the street and saw him walking in his green hoodie and dark shorts. A little about him: he's about 6'2, a burly 250 lbs. His head is shaved and he has a deep, sexy voice. I'm 5'10, 165 lbs with a typical runner's build. When he hopped into the car, I heard his voice for the first time. He complimented me on the shorts I had on. I'd worn them intentionally because he'd said he liked tight, revealing clothing. He immediately put his hand on my leg against my crotch as we drove away. No hesitation or question - he just did it. It made me feel slightly more comfortable. "Go to the end of the street and take a left" he said in a casual tone. He was giving me directions to the place he had in mind for us to have a bit of fun. We chatted casually as I drove. He kept his hand on my leg. From time to time, he moved it directly on to my crotch and gave a gentle squeeze or a rub. "Turn left here, then into the parking lot. Back into the spot and turn your lights off," he said in the same tone people using giving a friend directions. I backed in and turned the car off and the lights off. I sat there for a minute unsure of what to do next. He smiled and said: "should we get in the back seat?" It was much less a question than a statement. I'm not sure I verbally answered. I just hopped up and jumped in the back seat. As soon as we got into the back seat, he grabbed my head and started making out with me. It caught me off guard. I thought for sure he was going to pull his shorts down and send me directly to his cock. I put my hand on his crotch as we made out and felt him start to harden slightly. His hands were exploring my body freely. He moved his hands up my chest and then I felt his right hand rest on my next. In an instant, we were no longer making out. His hand was around my neck, pushing me back into the car door, choking me. My hand was still on his crotch. He was rock hard now. After what felt like minutes, but was more likely only 30 seconds, he let go of my neck and pulled his shorts down. I took a couple of long hits of my poppers. I needed to get my mouth and throat on his dick and service him. The minute my lips connected with his cock, I felt his hand on the back of my neck. He pushed me down all the way on his thick 6.5in cock. My head was swimming from the poppers and from the abrupt way he pushed me down. I was in heaven. "Good slut. Take that cock all the way down" he groaned at me. He bucked his hips and started fucking my face and throat. After a few minutes, I started to gag. He pulled me up by my hair, made out with me briefly, and grabbed my neck again. As he choked me, he called me a slut, told me I was his cocksucker. He let go of my neck and shoved the poppers back under my nose. Three big hits later, I was back on his cock. He alternated between letting me suck and fucking my face and throat. Each time I gagged, he'd let me up slightly but not all the way off his cock. He had me service him this way for the next 15 minutes. After about 15 minutes, he pulled me back up and grabbed my neck again. "Your only purpose here is to be my slut" he said heavily. He followed that by spitting on my face with his hand still wrapped around my neck. As I stared at him, he began slapping my face while he choked me. This was getting more intense than I'd expected. The next thing I knew, he'd repositioned us so that my ass was in the air, he was laying down, and my mouth was level with his cock. He told me to take a couple more hits on the poppers and get my mouth on his cock. Once my mouth was on his cock, he pulled down my shorts and started to spank me. With each spank, he made me ask for it while his cock was in my mouth. And with each spank, he repositioned my mouth and throat on it. He told me to ask for another his cock in my throat. I let out a gurgling gagged sound. He made me do that 5 more times before he let my head up. I tried to move it after the 3rd time, but he held it down. When he finally let me up, I wasn't sure how many slaps I'd gotten, but I knew my ass cheeks would be sore in the morning. With all of the gagging and sucking I'd done, his cock was wet and slick. He sat up and pulled off my shorts. Without asking, he pulled me up by my waist on to his lap. He stuck the poppers back Uber my nose and didn't move them until I'd taken 4 long hits. My head swam. The feeling of his slick, hard cock rubbing against my hole was all I could focus on. He sat back as a rubbed it on my hole and worked the head in. God it felt good. He repositioned me a bit and started bucking his hips to get it in further. It was so slick from my throat and spit that it went in smoothly, if a bit painfully due to its girth. I rode on it that way for another five minutes. "Get out of the car slut" he growled at me with his cock buried deep in me. I opened the door and stumbled out. He was right behind me. Shorts down just below his balls. I was outside the car in my T-shirt and jock. He pushed me up against the car, spit on his cock, and shoved it back into me. I yelped. He had much more control in this position and was taking advantage of it. He wrapped his arm around me. I stood on my toes to give the best access I could to him. After about 5 minutes of ruthless fucking, he grunted and I knew he was shooting his load in me. Even after all the poppers, I got rock hard as he finished. He pulled up his pants, smacked my ass again, and said "good slut. I wasn't expecting to get all of that tonight." I scurried over to grab my shorts. After a couple minutes to get my bearings back, I drove him back to where I'd picked him up. When I got home, I noticed my seat was a little bit wet. His load had leaked out of me while I drove home.