Thanks to everyone who wrote and said they liked my story. A fair number asked if there is more and wanted to hear about it if there was. There is more, so here goes. I haven't even changed names to protect the guilty. North Carolina is North Carolina, and I'm Jeremy.
Its still hot out, even after 11:00, I am glad I'm naked, and I am not sure what to do. After letting the stocky, fit guy fuck my face and cum big-time in my mouth, I am out on a picnic table trying to make a plan. I like the feeling of the warm breeze on my legs and package and the way the table boards keep reminding me I am bare assed.
I am for sure gonna try for more sex. That's not the question. The question is do I have the balls to go in naked? The other question is will I only suck dick, or will I let myself get fucked?
I decide to go back to the car. The nice thing about moving back home after the end of school is that I have a lot of clothes in the car. As I walk back I bone back up because I like to think that there are people in some of the other cars watching me walk to my car naked. There's at least one. I pull out my laundry bag and sort. I take out a black jock. Now for the big decision - up my ass or not? I rummage in my side bag and pull out some rubs. I then get out some lube. I squirt a big slug onto my hand and reach back and start slicking up my hot slot. I try to get as much up inside as I can. Then some more. Somebody drives into the rest stop while I am finger fucking myself. Cool. I hope they see, although I don't think they can. The thought makes me so sexed up that I cum and cum. I shudder, use a shirt to wipe myself off, and step into my jock. Put the rubs in my pouch. Lock the car and I am off in search of a hookup. Many hookups?
I may have just erupted, but I am still just as ready as I was 3 minutes ago.
I stop back into the restroom. I wanna wash the lube off my hands, and my face is pretty crusty because Mr. Marine's cum is drying on me. There's still no one but me in the restroom, even though a couple of the stalls have sizable holes. Its out into the world of men.
Cleaned up I head back into the trees. Its darker, and I walk a bit till I am able to find the trail. I go in quite a distance and there doesn't seem to be anybody, but there must be a lotta dudes about.
I begin to pass guys walking around. No one is naked, so I am glad I have my jock on. I have my ass cheeks hanging out. I am happy about my ass - high, tight, and melon shaped cheeks. But I feel pretty trampy with a bare butt. Should have worn some boxers. Too late though, I don't have the will power to go back. A lot of these guys are all right, although I am so horny I think I would blow Father Time if he made the first pass.
There is a guy starting to follow me. Maybe there's two or three. I can't tell if they are following me or the first guy, who is pretty hot. I walk slowly, looking back over my shoulder. The soil is sandy, so I could just kneel by the trail, but I want a little privacy - not too much, but some.
I see a place where I can get behind a large tree, but there's some moonlight shining through. It would be like being on stage, a bit. I look at them, then go around.
I drop to my knees and wait. People start milling around for a second. Then the second guy of the line comes forward and flips his dick out of his shorts. Its already hard. He is in his 30s, in pretty good shape - smooth with v. nice pecs and great legs - so I open wide and take it into my mouth. I twist my head and flick my tongue best I can. He likes that. I try to get him down my throat but start gagging.
I used to think I was great at deep throating, but now I think it was the first guy I went with that wanted a crack at my throat that knew how to move me around. He would grab my ears or hair and tilt my head, twist it a bit and work his dick down my throat. I would spasm a lot, and maybe gag a little, but down it went.
This guy was one of my coaches, he was really nice, and he was black. So I was flirty with him, hoping to blow my first black dick. It took me awhile, cuz he was cautious. Then he realized I was sincere & I was available on a ready-to-suck basis. One day he put me in the towel room, dropped his pants, and started teaching me throating. His blackness made a nice contrast with my whiteness- I have dark black hair and green eyes, but really white skin. I liked blowing white guys alot, but figured I should branch out a little. I still like blowing white guys a whole lot, but I am an equal opportunity mouth, now.
That may help tonight.
I am happily going to town on the second guy of the evening when I hear a set of grunts and my left cheek and left side of my nose are suddenly wet and sticky. Somebody has left a calling card. It slimes its way down my face. There seems to be a big drop on my eyelashes, but the action is heating up on the home front, so I try to ignore the glop.
Guy number two starts chanting,
"suckit, swallow it down, eat the whole thing, kid"
I am trying hard to do this. His stomach starts tightening under my left hand, and his butt cheek is flexing under my right. Then he lets loose. I let it drool out of my mouth. Tasty enough to be enjoyable.
Number 3 comes on. He has taken off whatever he was wearing. He is fairly tall, pretty fit, but with a small beer gut, even though he seems about 25-30. I am a bit more in control now, and wouldn't blow just anybody, but he looks pretty good. He has a short but very fat dick. I lock my lips on it and my trusty tongue starts flicking and twirling. I bob my head. I do this for a long, long time. He is moaning alot, and thrusting, and seems generally appreciative, but he is a marathon mouth fucker. My jaw is really hurting. I should be able to do this all night, but I am needing some down time here. I pull off and I'm panting because its hot, I'm short of breath, and I'm working up a sweat here. I go back and start jacking him with my hand, while slurping on the tip. He starts gasping and groaning, and reaches down back to my butt crack. He vigorously pushes two fingers up inside me.
"you little twat, you are lubed and ready, dude"
I let my hand off his dick, push it in far, and answer,
"yeth, greezd"
"Ya wanna get fucked?"
"cum en mhy mouf"
"I wanna fuck you"
Suddenly he starts flowing. Its a bit bitterer than I like so I pop off quick. and lick his leg to get it off my tongue.
I stagger to my feet. I don't know why I didn't let him fuck me, as I kinda liked the idea. But I am up. I go back to the main trail. I am still hard, and re-arrange my dick so it is straight up and pointing to the sky. I put the rubs so they don't chafe it.
I wander down the trail till I see a gap in the trees.
There is a small orgy going on there. I decide to watch a bit, while I wait till my jaw feels abit less overworked. The first guy in my old conga line wanders in, and starts licking the tits of a guy getting blown. I give him the eye. He eyes me back. He comes over and starts stroking my belly, then my ass. His hand reaches into my crack and starts pushing fingers up inside. He wiggles them and I start swaying my ass and pushing to get more of them inside.
I break away.
"Wait a minute, give me a minute to rest my jaw, then I'll blow you and you can stuff my ass, if ya want."
He wiggles his fingers agreeably.
If there is enough interest in hearing about the rest of my stop, I will try to write more. Thanks to everyone who wrote. I appreciate it.