The highway wound through the country. Everywhere there was pitch darkness. Off and on lights from vehicles in a hurry came up behind me, before swerving to the right overtaking me and accelerating off into the horizon. I was feeling thirsty. I badly wanted a fag and more than that I was feeling very horny. It was almost a month since I had sex. I reached a bus station where there were a couple of shops and a small restaurant. I stopped to have a cup of coffee and got into a conversation with the restaurant owner. He pointed to a youngster sitting at the end table.
“Look at that kid there. He’s studying in one of the colleges nearby and they are having their hols. All the others left an hour back but he is in a drug induced haze.”
“Any idea where his house is?” An idea came into my mind.
“It is somewhere in the north.” He mentioned the name of a place which was a couple of miles from my destination. “If he doesn’t make a move I will just push him out of the door when I close up.”
“Maybe I will take him off your hands”
“Oh, thanks. I knew you were a good Samaritan and would help out the kid.” Oh he didn’t know the half of it. I had gone to look at the kid while he was speaking. He was very young, in his late teens. He was gorgeous to look at, maybe a bit feminine and effeminate. But he had fairly broad shoulders, compensated with a thin waist and long smooth limbs. He had a hint of a moustache and a day old rubble but otherwise his whole body was devoid of hair. His face had a lean classic beauty. A thick short gold chain snuggled at his throat and his long fingers held not one but two rings. The top two buttons of his shirt was undone and I could see his nipples standing erect in the centre of small but perfect chocolate brown areolas and pushing at his thin shirt. He obviously was gifted from the way his jeans bulged at his crotch. I never was one for males but even if I was not in my present state this kid would have made me drool. As it was my own pecker was itching for a hole.
“Hi” I spoke to him “Coming with me?”
He mumbled something but didn’t move. I put my arm under his arm pits to lift him up. He smelled nice. I helped him to the car and put him into the back seat.
Again he mumbled something. I started the car and turned into the highway. A few miles down the traffic thinned and the road soon became empty with desolate stretches of land on either side. There were homesteads pushed back deep into the countryside set amidst rolling meadows which could be accessed only through rutted dirt roads that wound through thick bushes. There were hardly anybody to be seen. I turned into one whose gate was open and which seemed to have had not much traffic in the recent past. Then steered the car under a tree among bushes so thick that the vehicle was not easily seen from the road. I turned to look at the kid. He was lying on his back with his eyes closed.
Without wasting any time I took out a bottle of Vaseline from my bag and then removed my dress and applied it on my penis. I could wait no longer. I opened the door and moving over him, in one jerk opened the zipper of his jeans and pushed it down to his ankles. His eyes suddenly snapped open and immediately I pushed him down with both hands and brought my mouth down on his. He struggled a bit but not with much intensity as I locked both his legs with just one of my thighs over them. Then holding him down with one arm I brought my other down and found that he was not wearing any brief. His huge member was already half erect and was beginning to stand up proudly. I began caressing the circumcised penis.
As I played with it, rubbing my hand up and down the shaft, scraping the head with my nails and squeezing his balls he stopped struggling and began to not only kiss me back but caress my back. Then I stopped the kiss to travel down his neck, and started unbuttoning his shirt with one hand still working on his penis with the other. As I licked his broad chest then worked my tongue in smaller and smaller circles on his pink, small areolas ultimately reaching his nipples which had now pearled he squirmed and gasped.
I looked up to find him looking at what I was doing with half closed eyes, a dazed expression in them. I nipped at it, rolled it between my tongue before continuing my exploration downwards across a flat stomach, beautiful navel and the length of fine down hair that led to his member. I replaced my hand with my mouth and he moaned this time. I sucked at it like a lollipop, then scraped the head with my teeth. I took it into my mouth as much as possible and licked the underside from the base to the top. Meanwhile I played with his sac and soon his cock began to throb and tremble. I increased my speed and in a jiffy he was unloading his cum into my mouth. I swallowed, then poised over him and kissed him again.
He ran his lips over my face licking the residue of his cum and then his tongue entered my mouth to mate with mine. I pushed up his buttocks to get a better angle and then placed the tip of my penis at the edge of his asshole. I pushed it in a bit and stopped as he grimaced. Still keeping my mouth locked on his I pushed it in as much as possible and it went in without much hitch. It was tight and delicious. His asshole fit my member like a glove. As soon as I started pumping I knew that I wouldn’t be able to hold on long. Such was the beautiful friction of my dong in his hole. Then with a moan I also came and I collapsed on to him.
We lay there for sometime, he in his drug induced stupor, me pooped out but both joined together at the crotch. But soon I began to feel his smooth silky body underneath me, slippery with sweat and my cock started its upward journey yet again. After I finished I used my shirt to clean up the mess I had made on our middle and then just wearing a pair of boxer shorts got into the drivers seat to continue the journey. The kid still lay asleep fully naked on my back seat. It was the most exhilarating journey of my life. I drove through the night, but had to stop at least three more times to sample the kids wares again before dropping him off in front of his house. I have never had a more memorable journey in my life yet.