One snowy night
I was driving over the mountains through Vermont on a
cold snowy January night. It was about 9:30 and I was
returning from a business trip in New York. The snow
was coming down so hard you could barely see. As I came
up the hill past the last little general store I
spotted a person standing on the side of the road
hitch-hiking. I never pick up hitch-hikers but no-one
deserved to be out on a night like that and I knew
there was nothing between us and the next town in the
valley about 18 miles away.
As the door opened a pleasant enough looking guy of
about 20 to 25 smiled and said "Ah man thank you so
much, I didn�t think anyone was going to come along".
He definitely was not from the States and a strong
English accent followed his every word.
I asked him where he was going and he told me that
earlier when the weather was nice he had hitched a ride
into town to see a buddy who had broken his leg skiing.
He was in Vermont working at one of the local ski
mountains and was trying to get back to his apartment.
I told him I was going his way and it might be a slow
ride but I would get him there.
"I don�t care how long it takes he said, at least I�m
still not out there." I nodded in knowing agreement and
returned my focus to the road. It was very hard to see
and we were only going about 20 mph. I apologized for
my lack of conversation but told him that I really
needed to focus on driving. He said that was fine and
again thanked me for picking him up. "I don�t know what
I would have done if you hadn�t come along, I really
want to thank you."
We sat in silence for a while with the heat turned up
on high to chase the chill from his bones. I was so
focused on trying to see the road that I had really
forgotten he was even there. Suddenly I felt pressure
against the inside of my thigh. I turned my head to see
him leaning into me smiling with his right hand sliding
down my thigh towards my crotch. "Hey, hey I said, I�m
really not into that kind of thing, please don�t do
that, and I really need to focus on the road here."
"You focus on the road he said, let me focus on this."
With that he squeezed my cock through my pants and
lightly kept squeezing and releasing, squeezing and
releasing.
"I really don�t want you to do that I said," but my
voice faltered and he sensed that I wouldn�t, couldn�t
stop him.
He turned his body sideways in the seat and brought his
left hand to my pants. I could hear my zipper going
down and then I felt the button being released. His
hand found its way into my shorts and he began stroking
my cock which had become extremely hard.
"Oh you don�t want this," he laughed at me. A moan
escaped my lips as he squeezed my cock again,
"something tells me otherwise." He told me to lift my
ass so he could pull my pants down. When I didn�t
respond he took his hand away and asked me if I really
wanted him to stop. With out taking my eyes off the
road and without saying a word I lifted myself up so he
could slide my pants down.
As soon as my weight returned to the seat his hands
returned to my cock. "Oh my God," I whispered as he
continued stroking me. "Shit that feels so damn good!"
He had one hand slowly jacking up and down my cock.
With the other he was lightly rubbing and fondling my
balls. I knew with that action I would explode in no
time. He sensed or felt my release approaching and
lowered his head onto my lap while I continued driving
through the snowy night. The warmth and wetness of his
mouth quickly brought me towards orgasm. When his
tongue lapped the soft underside of my cock all the way
to my balls I exploded into his waiting mouth. "My God
I exclaimed, that was incredible."
He smiled and assured me that it was.
As my eyes returned to the road you could see the faint
lights of the coming town. As I stopped at the first
and only stop light, he leaned over and whispered in my
ear, "Thanks for the ride man." He reached down and
squeezed my still exposed cock and jumped out the door.
END
cold snowy January night. It was about 9:30 and I was
returning from a business trip in New York. The snow
was coming down so hard you could barely see. As I came
up the hill past the last little general store I
spotted a person standing on the side of the road
hitch-hiking. I never pick up hitch-hikers but no-one
deserved to be out on a night like that and I knew
there was nothing between us and the next town in the
valley about 18 miles away.
As the door opened a pleasant enough looking guy of
about 20 to 25 smiled and said "Ah man thank you so
much, I didn�t think anyone was going to come along".
He definitely was not from the States and a strong
English accent followed his every word.
I asked him where he was going and he told me that
earlier when the weather was nice he had hitched a ride
into town to see a buddy who had broken his leg skiing.
He was in Vermont working at one of the local ski
mountains and was trying to get back to his apartment.
I told him I was going his way and it might be a slow
ride but I would get him there.
"I don�t care how long it takes he said, at least I�m
still not out there." I nodded in knowing agreement and
returned my focus to the road. It was very hard to see
and we were only going about 20 mph. I apologized for
my lack of conversation but told him that I really
needed to focus on driving. He said that was fine and
again thanked me for picking him up. "I don�t know what
I would have done if you hadn�t come along, I really
want to thank you."
We sat in silence for a while with the heat turned up
on high to chase the chill from his bones. I was so
focused on trying to see the road that I had really
forgotten he was even there. Suddenly I felt pressure
against the inside of my thigh. I turned my head to see
him leaning into me smiling with his right hand sliding
down my thigh towards my crotch. "Hey, hey I said, I�m
really not into that kind of thing, please don�t do
that, and I really need to focus on the road here."
"You focus on the road he said, let me focus on this."
With that he squeezed my cock through my pants and
lightly kept squeezing and releasing, squeezing and
releasing.
"I really don�t want you to do that I said," but my
voice faltered and he sensed that I wouldn�t, couldn�t
stop him.
He turned his body sideways in the seat and brought his
left hand to my pants. I could hear my zipper going
down and then I felt the button being released. His
hand found its way into my shorts and he began stroking
my cock which had become extremely hard.
"Oh you don�t want this," he laughed at me. A moan
escaped my lips as he squeezed my cock again,
"something tells me otherwise." He told me to lift my
ass so he could pull my pants down. When I didn�t
respond he took his hand away and asked me if I really
wanted him to stop. With out taking my eyes off the
road and without saying a word I lifted myself up so he
could slide my pants down.
As soon as my weight returned to the seat his hands
returned to my cock. "Oh my God," I whispered as he
continued stroking me. "Shit that feels so damn good!"
He had one hand slowly jacking up and down my cock.
With the other he was lightly rubbing and fondling my
balls. I knew with that action I would explode in no
time. He sensed or felt my release approaching and
lowered his head onto my lap while I continued driving
through the snowy night. The warmth and wetness of his
mouth quickly brought me towards orgasm. When his
tongue lapped the soft underside of my cock all the way
to my balls I exploded into his waiting mouth. "My God
I exclaimed, that was incredible."
He smiled and assured me that it was.
As my eyes returned to the road you could see the faint
lights of the coming town. As I stopped at the first
and only stop light, he leaned over and whispered in my
ear, "Thanks for the ride man." He reached down and
squeezed my still exposed cock and jumped out the door.
END
7 years ago
