I used to hitchhike around England for something to do on weekends. On one such trip, I was picked up by a man in a sports car, a rare two tone pale blue Austin Healy 3000. As he drove, he told me his name was Jeff, I told him mine was Mark, we continued to chatted about things in general, when he asked me to open the glove box and take a look inside.
When I opened it, all I saw a magazine folded in half. 'Go on, take it out Mark and have a flick through the pages' he said, and as I lifted the magazine out I saw that the front cover had a picture of a woman, sucking a man's prick. Blushing, I began flicking through the pages, as I looked at a picture of a woman squatting on a table, legs spread wide showing a clear view of her open pussy, my prick started to grow hard. One page had a set of images showing a man wanking in front of a woman's face, the first image showed her sucking his balls into her mouth, in the next one, she had her mouth open and was licking the swollen head of his prick, and the last shot, showed his cum dripping over her face.
Jeff smiled at me, and asked 'Ever done that Mark?' I blushed, saying 'No, I'm still a virgin, haven't even kissed a girl yet, never mind seen a pussy or had sex, but it looks like fun.'
As we drove on, he put his hand on my leg and started stroking my upper thigh through my jeans, asking if I liked what he was doing. I was getting hard as his fingers moved up over my crotch, and I looked at him, saying, 'Yes, it feel nice.' His finger started to press firmer over the outline of my hard prick when he said, 'Why don't you take your prick out Mark, I can stroke it for you if you like.'
I thought about it for a moment, and as his hand gently squeeze me through my jeans, I began to undo my belt. But before I could pull my zip down, Jeff slowed down, turned into a quiet lane, then into a field, and reversed parked the car behind high hedge before turning the engine off. Climbing out, he turned to me saying 'It will be easier for us to undo our jeans if we got out.' Then Jeff motioned for me to stand next to him at the back of the car and as he opened the lid of the boot, said 'Now we can't be seen from the road or gate.'
He began to undo his belt, nodding with his head that I should do the same and as I undid my jeans and took out my prick, Jeff leaned into the boot picking up a small bottle. He said it was lube and it would make us both hard and easier to stroke, then unzipped his jeans, letting them drop to the ground around his ankles. I looked across and saw his prick. It was huge, and thick. I remember seeing a few prick in the showers when I was still at school, but nothing like what I was looking at now.
I look up at Jeff smiling at me, and even though I was no where near his size, his smile showed me he approved of what he saw. Opening the bottle, he took my hand and showed me how to spread it over his shaft and balls, and then how to stroke him, by pulling down on the foreskin and holding it tight at the base. Jeff spread his legs telling me to put some lube on my finger and spread it over his arse, and as I touched his hole, he moaned and pushed back letting my finger slide in. 'Run your finger along the ridge till you can feel a small lump Mark, like a walnut in size, then press against it and massage around it'.
I had never touched another prick before, never mind a hard one with a deep purple colour swelling head leaking clear fluid I knew was not piss. It all felt strange, almost surreal and yet exciting at the same time. Here I was, having my first sexual experience with a male, in a field, wanking a total stranger, with my finger buried in his arse.
Jeff turn sideways to me, moaning as he told me to keep stroking, keep fucking his arse with my finger, then he stiffened and I could feel his prick throb against my fingers and felt it swell in my hand. He pushed his hips forwards, trapping my finger in his arse, and as I pulled his foreskin down on the shaft and held it tight at the base, just like he'd shown me, then let go and watched as Jeff started to cum. To this day, I have never seen anyone cum so much, he just kept shooting, more and more.
When he started to relax, I was able to pull my finger out of his hole and felt his prick soften a little. I ran my fingers up his shaft, slowly squeezing as I moved up to the head, and with cum dripping from the eye, I ran my hand over the tip, making him shudder. I was curious how he tasted and brought my fingers, now covered in his cum, to my mouth and licked them clean. It tasted ok, nothing special, a little bland if anything, but it was my first taste of cum. I looked at him and smiled.