Me, the Drunk Hitchhiker 3

It was Friday night and I was out looking for a good time. I had the busiest week in work so with the weekend finally here I was looking to get some tail at the local bars.

I'm fairly well built, I don't have an ounce of fat on me and I'm somewhat tall standing above most of the guys at the office. Thanks to the dress code at work I have to stay well groomed, no facial hair and my hair has to be kept very short, practically shaved.

I didn't even bother stopping home to change out of my work clothes thinking I would be more likely to find a lady to bring home if I started earlier than usual, but, to my discontent, I was striking out at every turn. No matter how many bars I went to I just couldn't find any lady who was up for a good time.

Towards 3am the bar I was in started to close and as I wobbled to the door car keys in hand the bar tender shouted,
"Hey stop!" as he jumped over the bar and intercepted me before I could get to the door. "I'm sorry pal but you aren't driving home." He said as he plucked the keys out of my hand.

"Then how do you suggest I get home? I live 2 towns over!" I shouted at him causing him to wince from the stench of beer on my breath.

"We have a designated driver who will take you home." He said taking a business card out of his pocket and sliding it in my breast pocket. "Tomorrow you can come back and pick up your car now come on, I'll show you to our driver."

He lead me out to a large, blue van parked out front of the bar and helped me climb in. He walked over to the driver and told him where I lived as I buckled myself in. There were a few other guys in the car with me, most of them looked blitzed out of their minds.

"Okay guys we're almost ready to go, remember if you have to barf there are buckets next to each seat and make sure you make it in the bucket this time, right Mike?"

One of the guys sitting behind me perked up,
"Yeah I know, I'll pay you for that later."

"So you keep telling me." The driver said looking into his rear view mirror back at us. He shifted out of park and after 5 minutes we got to the first house. After awhile everyone else had been dropped off except for me since I lived the farthest away.

I was so drunk it seemed my head was spinning itself off of my shoulders. I put my head in my hands and rested it there for a few minutes before feeling the van come to a stop. I looked up to see the driver turned around staring at me.
"You okay pal?" He asked.

"Never better." I said with as much sarcasm as I could muster in my drunken state.

"Why don't you come up here and sit next to me?"

"Okay." I said unbuckling myself. I walked through the space between the driver's seat and front passengers seat and collapsed into the passenger's seat. He started driving again keeping as close an eye on me as he could.

The guy was huge, he must have weighed over 250 pounds all of it muscle. He had a shaved head, a mustache and very hairy arms. After awhile I passed out with my head against the window. I felt myself getting aroused for some reason, I didn't think twice about it since I was drunk.

I felt someone rubbing their hand against my pant's zipper until my shaft became hard, then the unzipped my pants and pushed them and my underwear down so my cock was standing straight up. My modest 6 inch cut cock seemed no match for the person's strong hand as they started to beat it off. The person clearly knew how to jerk a man off, they must have done it numerous times before because, even as seasoned as I was, it seemed like my first time getting jerked off. I put my head against the seat and let myself slide down closer to the hand. A few jerks later I shot my load onto my lap above my shaft, I felt the hand let go and grab something which turned out to be a napkin that it used to wipe the cum off my lap. The person pulled my pants and underwear back up and I slipped into a deeper sleep.

A few minutes went by and I felt the hand grab my left hand and gently pull it so it was on the driver's lap. The hand then started to push my hand against the guy's pants causing me to feel his shaft through them. I heard a strong voice say,
"Get my dick hard."

I complied, I started to rub my hand against his pants harder so he let go of my hand and allowed me to do it myself. As I felt his shaft hardening underneath my hand I slid out of my seat in between the driver's and passenger's seat. He then unzipped his pants and pulled out his shaft and said,
"Jerk it off some more than suck it."

I obeyed the order, I grabbed a hold of the shaft and started to jerk it off. The shaft had to be 7 or 8 inches long and definitly uncut. After 3 or 4 jerks I put the shaft to my mouth but missed when I tried to slide it in, but the hand simply grabbed my head and guided it back to the shaft. The second try was the charm, the shaft slid in my mouth and caused me to gag. I tried again, slowly this time and the shaft tasted so great! I had never tasted another guy's cock before but I loved the taste of it!

I started to lower my head down his shaft slowly until I felt a slight gag so I lifted my head slowly back up before lowering it again. After I repeated this a few times I took the shaft out of my mouth, put my tongue against the top of his shaft and slid it down the entire length of his shaft. I felt his pubes on his balls tickle my nose but I didn't care, I licked his balls before going back up his shaft. When I reached the bottom of his shaft again he said,
"Keep licking my balls."

So I started licking his balls as he grabbed his shaft and started jacking it off until I felt his balls throb and his warm cum land on my face. After he was done shooting I got back into the passenger seat and after 5 minutes we got to my place.

I was too wasted to walk in so the guy carried me in and tossed me on my bed. He went into the bathroom and took a leak before coming back out, unzipping my pants and taking them off of me. He then unbuttoned my shirt, tossed it onto the floor and quickly yanked off my underwear.

He unbuttoned his pants and kicked them off before quickly shedding his shirt and underwear. He stood at the end of my bed jerking his shaft back into its hard state while he stared at my naked body. When he was hard again he pulled my legs until my ass was on the edge of the bed and placed them on his shoulders. He positioned his cock against my asshole with one hand and felt up my chest, pecs and cock with the other. He then thrusted his shaft in my ass causing me to moan in pain as my ass was violated by another guy's dick for the first time. He quickly built up speed and force with the thrusts causing my bed to creak as it moved back and forth with each thrust.

He put his hands on the bed over my shoulders, leaned forward causing my legs to fall off of his shoulders and began thrusting even harder. I moaned as the thrusts became unbearable but he simply smiled at me. With a very hard thrust I felt his dick throb and fill my ass with his warm cum.

After that I passed out for good, I woke up the next day at around 4pm with a major hang over and a pain in my ass, no pun intended. The night before was a blur now, the only thing I knew was, 1 it felt like there was an army of sledgehammers in my head, 2 my ass was very soar and sticky, 3 I was completely naked and 4 the pair of underwear I was wearing the night before was missing. I walked over to my mirro and gazed deep into my reflection wondering what the hell I got into last night. As I turned to walk away I saw a small piece of paper sticking to my back so I reached around and grabbed it.

It was the business card to a bar a few towns over, I figured it most have been one of the bars I hit last night. I flipped it over and saw someone had written a small note on the back.

"Thanks for the great time we had last night. I took your underwear as a momento so I could remember that fine ass you have each time I look at it. See you back at the bar."

Later that day one of my friend's took me to the bar to get my car. I showed the bar tender the note on the back hoping he knew the handwriting but unfortunately he didn't. Every so often I went out to that bar and each time I would get so blitzed I wouldn't remember anything from that day but each time I would wake up with a pain in my ass and I would be sticky too.