The weather in this part of the country sucks. I was born and raised here and never quite got used to temperatures in the low hundreds in the summer and then howling winds that blew the snow parallel with the ground all winter. This wasn't Minnesota or one of those states but Kansas. Yeah, the home of wheat and coyotes.
I'm Bob and twenty-seven and was on my way from Wichita to just south of San Antonio, Texas for a job interview and was tooling along just over the Oklahoma line at seventy when I saw a young fellow at the side of the road with his thumb out. I pulled over and he ran up to my passengers' door; he was wearing a backpack and carrying a small suitcase so perhaps I should say he waddled up.
"Hi, I'm going down into Texas. Are you heading that way?"
"Sure am tiger, hop in."
The young fellow looked to be totally dehydrated with the Kansas heat and I asked if he would like a drink. I had a cooler in the back of the van with some beer, soda and water on top of a couple of bag of ice. In this kind of weather I never leave home without being prepared. Any breakdown along some of the lightly traveled highways out here can be deadly without readily available liquids. He almost jumped into the rear seat to get a soda.
I was just cruising along and our conversations ranged from sports, to current events and then all around the gym in politics. He introduced himself as Jimmy and was nineteen and was going to Texas to see an old friend of his from school.
"Jimmy, I'm planning on stopping at the next rest stop and going in for a sandwich or something. I'll be more than happy to pay for yours if you would like to join me."
"Gee, that would be great. I didn't have any breakfast and I'm almost broke and starving."
Our late lunch early dinner hit the spot. I hadn't had any lunch and only toast and coffee for breakfast so my stomach was talking to me.
By the time we were back in the van and heading south we were at ease with each other and our conversation was far more interesting. I pushed him on his love life and he sadly told me his girlfriend had dumped him for another guy some months ago and he hadn't found anyone else since. He was quite open about his sex with her and figured that might have been the reason for the breakup. He moaned that he wasn't very well hung and he thought her old boyfriend was so that was why she went back with him.
"Jimmy, open the glove compartment and grab that yellow envelope. There are some pictures there that might give you some satisfaction."
The pics were of nudes of various descriptions. There were some of just gals, others of guys and gals in action, and some of guys in action with other guys.
He thumbed through them somewhat fast but then went back over them paying a lot more attention to each pic the second time through them.
"Holy shit, look at the tits on her" he howled as he came across one particularly well endowed.
He was starting to spend more time on each pic and I noticed that he was spending a fair amount of time on the gay male shots as well.
I'm bisexual and looking down at his crotch could see a slight bulge that could be interesting.
He kept going back to the beginning of the pile and then starting over again. By his second or third time through them I could actually hear him breathing a little harder. At one point he reached down to his crotch to reposition his cock. It must have been getting a little harder and was cramped for space the way it was positioned. Damn, he wasn't going to be with me forever so if I was going to have something happen with him it would have to start soon.
"Jimmy, from the bulge growing in your jeans it looks as if some of them are getting you a little excited." I joked.
"Yeah, some of them are hotter than any I have ever seen in real life" he answered.
"Why don't you let that thing out for some air before it gets strangled in your pants?" I said as I reached over and lightly rested my hand on his bulge.
He just looked at me and sort of stuttered, "Maybe I ought to. It's starting to hurt it's so cramped up in these tight jeans."
"Here let me help." As I moved my fingers to the top of his zipper and started to lower it.
He moved his hand under mine and lowered the zipper to the bottom. I looked over and when I saw that I let my fingers delve inside and freed up his cock to come out. He was right, he was a little on the small side and it was obvious why his girlfriend left..
Fortunately the traffic was very light so I didn't have to worry about that as my fingers started to lightly massage the head of his cock. He had been circumcised so my fingers instantly went to the head of it and gathered some of his precum and rolled it around.
"Oh God Bob, that feels wonderful. I never had a guy do this for me before."
"Just lay your head back against the head rest and relax and let me give you some relief."
A few miles further down the road there was a parking area and I pulled over and got in the shade of a few trees planted around the perimeter. As soon as I got the van parked I moved my seat back to give myself some room and then leaned over and positioned my head just above the head of his throbbing cock and slowly lowered my mouth to take it in. He had his eyes closed as I was doing this and I could feel him jump up with the shock of my warm mouth wrapped around the top of it.
"Oh Bob, do it, please do it. I never could talk my girlfriend into sucking me off."
I began to raise and lower my mouth. His cock was small enough I could easily take it all the way in without gagging. He was excited enough that I knew it wasn't going to be long before he was exploding. I let my free hand move down and lightly encircled his balls. As soon as I touched them he unloaded. A good few spurts of his hot come shot to the back of my throat as I continued moving and sucking. By that time he was squirming his ass around and trying to push his softening cock deeper in my mouth. I let my mouth remain just where it was as I licked up every drop of his come. Every time my tongue slid over the head of his cock he moaned some more. This fellow's cock has been seriously neglected.
I lifted my head and moved over and pulled his face to me and planted a huge kiss on his waiting mouth.
"Bob, you were wonderful"
"Glad you enjoyed it Jimmy," as I reached down and let my own cock out. Jimmy only had about four inches of hard cock and I certainly wasn't like any of the monsters talked about on in the online chat rooms but I did have a solid seven inches and it was harder than a rock right then.
"Jimmy, give me your hand and how about you letting it give me some pleasure?"
"You mean you want me to jack you off."
"Well, after what I just did for you ... yes."
"Bob, I never did that to a guy before. You won't think I am weird if I do it for you will you?"
"Hell no Jim. You are just a guy giving another guy some relief."
I moved his hand over the top of my shaft and he instantly wrapped his fingers around my shaft and began to go through the motions.
"Jimmy, hold on and let me lower my pants to give you some more room."
I dropped my jeans to my ankles and it was if he was mesmerized with looking at my cock. His eyes never left it and his hand quickly went back to where he had been holding it.
"Geez, you're huge." He mumbled.
