After I returned from Buffalo, Ron and Gary wanted to hear every detail of the trip not about my dealing with the estate. They wanted to hear every detail of every cock I'd taken up my ass and down my throat while there. The telling turned them on so it required frequent fuck breaks in the story so they could take turns plowing my ass or fucking my throat.
What really turned them on was my telling of Longjohn's van and getting fucked with his giant cock in the airport garage, so I wasn't too surprised a few weeks later when they came home one evening with a beat up panel van that they'd bought for $500.
They spent the next month or so working on it during their spare time and when they were done they'd created a deluxe rolling fuck mobile. They built in an ingenious flooring system in the back of plywood panels that could be removed and turned over from plain to a padded side that effectively turned the whole area into a giant bed.
I'd already had my ass fucked several times in the van in the cause of "research", so I knew it worked perfectly for the purpose.
Finally, one Saturday morning the van was ready and the boys decided we'd go for an inaugural drive. It was an early summer balmy day but I was still surprised when Ron and Gary made me change out of what I was wearing and slip on a pair of nylon gym shorts with nothing underneath. Gary drove with Ron riding shotgun and me sprawled in the back on the new built in bed.
We'd been out cruising for about an hour and I was dozing off when I heard Ron ask, "What have we here?"
I got up on my knees just as Gary pulled over to the side of the road where a Hispanic guy was walking along the shoulder.
"Hey, amigo." Ron called, "Need a ride?"
The guy came over to the window and I could see he was in his late 40's or early 50's and nice looking.
"Where are you headed?" Ron asked and the guy replied in heavily accented English with the name of a large shopping complex several miles up the road.
"Hell, that's where we're headed," Ron said. "Hop in the back."
He disappeared from the passenger window and a moment later I heard the back door open. He looked a little surprised to see me laying there on my belly in just those short gym trunks but he climbed in and slammed the door shut and sat to one side with his back against the wall.
We all introduced ourselves and it was apparent that he spoke very little English, so we proceeded on our way. I had time to check him out, now, and I liked what I was seeing. He was dressed in a cotton t-shirt and a pair of loose soft cotton pants and flip flops and even though the clothes were loose, they didn't disguise his lean muscular body. Even more promising, there was a big rounded bulge in the crotch of the pants that looked mighty interesting.
I looked up from his crotch in time to see that he was checking me out, too, and seemed pretty interested in my ass. I grabbed one of the pillows scattered around and stuffed it under my hips, so that my ass was raised and hopefully even more inviting looking. I was rewarded with the sight of his well packed crotch growing and expanding. He saw me looking and reached out and ran one finger over my butt cheek.
