This is a story that happened to me when I was 22. I used to think I was straight. Going out to clubs, getting drunk, picking up chicks to take home and screw. Well one summer night I went clubbing by the beach. I wasn't having much luck that night, and thought I was going home alone. While driving the 45 minute ride back home, I saw a young guy hitchhiking. He was about 19, wearing a white button shirt that was wide open showing his smooth, tanned chest. He wore long khaki pants. It looked like he just got off of work, even though it was just past midnight. I decided I was bored driving alone so I could use the company.

I pulled to the side of the road and he jogged to the car. I opened the window and asked him where he was going. It was about 10 miles past where I was headed but I figured, what the hell. I told him to get in that I could take him to my exit which was closer than he was now. He gladly accepted the ride. His name was Jim and I asked him where he was coming from and where he was headed. He told me that he was a cook in a restaurant near where I was clubbing and just got off work. He was headed to a few clubs in the city before they closed at 2am. I never really like the clubs in the city. Too busy and seedy for my liking.

During our conversation, I realized that the first club he was headed to was called the Mirabar, a gay club. My cock stirred when I heard this. Wow. This good looking guy sitting next to me was gay and it was turning me on. I started to think what it would be like to have this guy blow me. And what it would be like to blow him. My cock kept growing at an alarming rate until it started to get a little uncomfortable in my jeans. I tried to secretly adjest myself, but he saw me and asked if I was horny since I had a major boner in my pants. I told him that I was hoping to get laid tonight, but couldn't find and chicks to bring home and screw. He asked if I ever had a guy suck my cock before. Damn. My cock was rock hard by then.

I nervously said no, wondering why he was asking me this question. He asked me if I would like to have him suck on it while I drive. I figured, I'm horny, I have a willing mouth to suck my dick. Why not? I said "Sure, go ahead." So he unziped my shorts and pulled them down to my knees. Next he removed my briefs. My cock jumped to attention. He put his hand on it and started to stroke it, massaging my balls. His hands and fingers were soft, smooth and gentle. A noticed a drop of pre-cum drip out of my penis.

Jim noticed it too and immediately licked it up. Wow. What a feeling having his tongue move across the tip of my cock. Most of the girls I screwed never wanted to blow me, but here was this decent looking guy (ok, he was hot, but I didn't want to admit it at the time) wanting to suck my cock. Well he started to lick the head, putting his tongue underneath playing with the little flat of skin at the base of the head. What a feeling. I was having trouble staying in my lane on the highway. He say that I was heating up and asked me to stop under the next bridge and shut the lights off, so I did.

I put my seat back and let him work on my hard cock. Damn this felt so good. Did this mean I was gay because I was enjoying this blowjob more than any I had ever gotten from any of the chicks I'd fucked in the past (you know, the ones that at least tried to half-heartidly give me a blowjob?) Jim was now sucking on my 7"c cock like it was second nature to him. Well, it probably was. That feeling shot through my body that I just wanted to fuck this guy's mouth and shoot into his waiting throat. Should I warn him that I was about ready to cum, or should I just surprise him.

I never like to force myself onto anyone, so I decided to tell him I was about ready to cum, and he just started sucking even faster. His fingers played with and massaged my balls. I couldn't take it any more and I shot 4-5 big loads into his mouth. Shit that felt great. The girls I'd dated never even wanted to look at my cum, never mind take it in their mouth and swallow it. Jim couldn't get enough of it. He kept sucking and stroking me to get every last drop out of me. That was by far the best blowjob I had ever experienced in my life up to that point.

He asked if I would mind driving hm to the bar, and, well with my head still in the clouds, I agreed. When we got to the parking lot of the bar, he was about to leave the car and then asked if I wanted to come in for a drink. Well, I'll save the rest for another time if anyone is interested. FINIS

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