1. The Rest Area


    Date: 10/9/2017, Categories: Gay, Author: mranonymous7, Source: LushStories

    Before I gave my first blowjob, I’d had a couple of experiences with guys, where I played with one guy’s cock for a while before he stroked me off . There was another instance where I sucked a guy for a little while before he got me off. In both cases, the guys seemed more satisfied than I was and I never got the chance to pursue taking another guy’s load. However, one night while riding around with a drinking bud, he mentioned that we should go to the rest area and ‘roll some gays.’ I was naive and had no idea what he was talking about or what was happening at the rest area until he explained that ‘they’ (gays) hung out there, seeming surprised that I didn't know that. Well, that set the stage for me. A few weeks later, after a night out with no luck with the ladies, I remembered my friend’s comments. I guess I’d committed myself to making something happen because before I headed to the rest area I went home and took a shower, making sure to wash my cock and balls carefully. It was only a few miles to my destination so I soon pulled into one of the parking lots. As usual, the back half the lot was taken up by big-rigs taking their government mandated rest breaks. I pulled into a parking space near the restrooms. Unsure what to do next, I just sat in my car. As I sat there looking around I noticed some guys hanging around on the sidewalk and watched their behavior. After a while, it was soon obvious that they were ‘cruising’ the place. Still not knowing what to do, I just ... stayed in my car. In a few minutes, someone pulled in the space next to me. I noticed him leaning up in his seat looking over at me from time to time. Being somewhat unsure and afraid, I made no move. But in a few minutes, the guy got out of his car and came around to my window and asked, “Do you have the time?” He didn’t really want to know, it was just to break the ice. His asking started a short conversation about nothing in particular until he asked, “Can I sit in the car with you for a while? It’s cool outside.” He was a cute younger guy, probably twenty or so to my twenty-eight, as clean cut as Clark Kent. He wore black horn-rim glasses, was medium height, had reasonable good looks and he wore of all things… a red bow tie. Taking a deep breath to screw up my courage, I said, “Yes.” Circling around my car, he opened the passenger and got in. He wasn't in the car a minute or two when he reached over and put his hand on my thigh. When I didn’t flinch and pull my leg away, he asked, “Would you like to play around?” I just nodded and choked out, “Yeah.” That was all he needed. He knelt sideways on the seat, reached over and started unbuckling my belt. As I sat there and watched him, he unbuttoned my jeans. At this, I snapped and unzipped my Wranglers. I lifted my bottom off the seat to let him pull my pants down. Once he got them past my knees and down to my ankles, he slowly stroked my already super hard cock, bringing a drop of pre-cum to the tip. “Do you want me to take care ...
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