The Garage Mechanic

Jim had big hands. I was always attracted to his long, thick fingers, and wondered how far he could reach into a girl's pussy with his middle finger. I thought of Theresa and how she would like to have Jim's big, thick fingers poking around inside her pussy. I had visions of Jim and I working on her together, Jim fucking her with his fingers and me playing with her clit. I think I was wondering something else now, but I shoved it aside. At the moment I was mesmerized by his big hand wrapped around his thick cock. His fingers didn't reach all the way around and that awed me. I didn't think I could do what he wanted even if I wanted to.
"We can't hang around here forever," Jim said as he straightened his legs out in front of him, his powerful thighs growing thicker with the bulging muscles. "If you're not going to do anything, I'm gonna jack it off. I can't get this stuffed back in my jeans like this."
He started moving his hand a little faster. Not as fast as I did when I jacked off; I jerked my cock like a jack-hammer. He was pounding his fist against his loins like a pile-driver, hard and firm. I felt a powerful tremor of excitement that I would get to see him shoot off. But, dammit, I didn't want him to jack it off. I wanted...at the least, I wanted it to be my hand wrapped around his powerful cock, making him come. More than that, I wanted to…..

Suddenly, I found myself stumbling toward him. Stumbling because I hadn't told my legs to move and I felt like I didn't know where they were taking me, but my eyes were fixed on Jim's manhood and my mouth was still watering and his cock was a like a compass. He had given me this chance before when he came out of the shower and I was afraid if I didn't do something this time there might not be a next time.

"I g-guess I...I c-could j-jack it off for you," I stammered. By that time I was almost between Jim's heavy boots and Jim had a smile on his face. I don't know what look I had on my face, but I'm sure it was wanton. My knees were going weak, threatening to buckle under me, and if they did I would collapse to my knees right there in front of him, between his legs, face to face with his huge cock.
Why did I care? That's exactly where I wanted to be, why was I denying it? What was I afraid of? I put my hands on his massive thighs for support as I went to my knees in the thick grass. They were hard and warm and hairy. Jim kept pumping his cock, slowly, almost teasingly now. I swallowed hard, so loud that I knew he could hear me. My mouth was watering from sheer want of the big hunk of meat. But I didn't know whether I should reach out for it or not; he wasn't offering it to me. I didn't, but finally, I reached down and cupped his balls. They were heavy, and so big, like two baseballs in a satin sack. But suddenly he reached down and grabbed my wrist; it scared me.
“Hey, you are eighteen, aren’t you?” he asked.
“Yeah, two weeks ago,” I said.
He let go of my wrist. “Okay, suck my balls first," he said huskily.

I only wanted to touch them, I hadn't intended to suck on them. I didn't know if I could even get one in my mouth. I was having doubts if I could get my mouth around his cock, if I ever did work up the nerve to try it. I had to swallow the overflow of spit again. Jim put his hand on top of my head, urging me down to his balls. My neck was no match for the strength of his powerful arm and I let him push me down and push my face into his crotch. I loved his smell; a gentle aroma of sweat and deodorant or something that smelled good. I sucked it into my lungs and it made me heady with desire. I nuzzled my face into his balls, with the help of his hand on my head and licked them. He moaned and squirmed and hunkered his crotch into my face and I sucked one of his nuts into my mouth.
"Awwwhhh...be careful," he whispered.
I was careful. I rolled it gently around in my mouth, licking with my tongue and sucking it real easy. He liked it.
"Aww, fuck, yeah...suck it a little harder," he told me.

I sucked it. I locked my mouth around it and pulled on it and he yelped with pleasure. I guessed he liked it sort of rough and I mauled it between my tongue and the roof of my mouth. I smashed it and he cried out, wincing with pain, but it was a pleasurable pain, for he kept my face smashed into his crotch. Yeah, he was forcing me. I couldn't get away; I couldn't do anything but suck his balls like he wanted me to.
"Now do the other one," he said.
I popped his right nut out of my mouth and sucked the other one in. It was renewed pleasure all over again. He moved his hand from my head but I didn't raise up. As much as I tried to convince myself, he was no longer forcing me. I continued to suck his big meaty balls like a hungry puppy.
When he had enough, he gave me a gentle nudge against my forehead. I raised my head to see his cock pointing out at me. It looked huge. It was huge. The head of his cock was easily the size of one of his balls, and there was lots of precome oozing up to fill the wide slit to overflowing. Jim caught some of it with his finger and licked his finger off again without offering it to me. I wondered what it tasted like. I think he knew it would make me wonder and want to find out for myself. More of the stuff boiled up and he caught some more of it.
"Wanta try it?" he asked, offering his finger to me.

I didn't even hesitate. Far from it. I took his wrist and guided his finger to my mouth and sucked his precome off of it. Fuck, it tasted good! A nice, gentle sweet-sour, salty, acrid-sweet taste. I saw more of the stuff forming a big pool in his piss slit. He started to use his finger again but then changed his mind and wrapped his hand around the back of my head.
"Here, just get yourself some," he said, urging me to his cock.
Again, I was helpless but to do his bidding. His bicep, bulged the size of a grapefruit, easily overpowered the strength of my neck and I let him pull my face to his cock. I swallowed hard again in anticipation and instinctively wet my lips on the way down. They touched the head of his cock and I opened my mouth to let it in. My mouth was quickly filled with the head and a couple of inches of the shaft. He was so big that here was no room for the remaining inches...six or seven, at least...in my mouth.

Jim gave me barely a moment to get used to it before he began hunkering his butt, forcing his cock to slide back and forth through my lips. It was like he was trying to fuck my face. I wouldn't care if he did fuck my face, but I sucked his cock instead. Of my own free will, for he had removed his hand from around my head. I was sucking his cock! Godd, and I loved it! I'd never felt such power as I felt in the steady throbbing of the huge hunk of meat.
"Awww, fuck yeah...suck it...shit, I knew you wanted to...but I didn't know you would be so fuckin' good at it. This ain't your first time, is it?"
I raised up off of his cock long enough to answer him. "Yes. I never did this before, with anybody," I told him.
"Okay, I believe you. But you're a natural. Those lips were born to wrap around a big, hard cock. You were born to suck cock."
I wasn't sure how I felt about being such a good, natural cocksucker but I knew I loved sucking Jim's cock. Maybe I was born to it. I tried to imagine doing it for a living; I could do it if I found enough guys who wanted it.

But Jim had more in mind for me than sucking his cock, although I thought that was the ultimate goal and I couldn't imagine anything else that two men could do with each other. But Jim knew. He got me off of his cock and shoved my head down between his legs again. I started to take his balls again but he held them up out of the way and shoved my face down under them and spread his legs way out farther and hunkered his butt up till my face was smashed into his butt.
"Use your tongue," he whispered.

Confused, I didn't know exactly what I was supposed to use my tongue on; all I could get to was the beginning of the crack of his ass and that was a revolting thing to force anybody to do. But I began lapping and licking the crevice that separated his taut butt and suddenly it wasn't so revolting. It must have been what he wanted, and once I started it was what I wanted too. He hunkered harder, slumping down from the big tree so he was half lying down.
Liking the feel of his tight, muscle-butt, I got into it and began paying oral homage to the twin mounds of fuck-power. He whinnied and squealed with delight. Suddenly he raised his legs up and slumped down farther so he was lying on his back with his legs up in the air and wide apart.
"Go for it," he said, his voice quivering. "Eat my ass... tongue my hole."
This had not entered my mind, not even in my wildest, hottest dreams. But it was there now, and not a dream, but a reality to be faced. I barely hesitated before I began licking between his buns, lapping at his asshole.

He let out a loud, whining squeal and clamped his hand around my head to force my face tighter into his butt.
"Aww, yeah...eat it...tongue it...get your tongue in there...eat me out from the inside."

I could think of nothing more horrible than sticking my tongue up in some-body's asshole, but I was doing it. I had to. He was forcing me again. But only till I got the taste and the feel of his hole. Then he wasn't forcing me...he had both hands pulling his butt apart for me...and I was doing it on my own. Willingly. Even Hungrily. And wondering what else he could possibly show me.
I got so into it that I took him by the ankles and shoved his legs up over his shoulders, bending him in half. His butt spread completely open and I could see his asshole clenching, opening and closing, like it was winking at me. I dove into it with my tongue rigid. He squealed and I moaned. I dug my fingers into the crack and tore his hole wide open. I could see the inner lining, so soft and pink, palpitating, beckoning to me. I drove my tongue deep inside him and found the soft muscles more powerful than I imagined, squeezing my tongue.
"Aww, Fuck! Aww, Mannnnn! Tongue it...Tongue it...Fuck, you like that don't you?"
"I love it!" I gasped. Yeah, where had revolting gone?
I sucked and tongued Jim's ass till he made me stop. I was making him get too close. That was okay with me, I was so hot I wanted to take it all the way. I wanted him to come, right in my mouth! I wanted to see what his come tasted like.

"You gotta stop...give me a rest...I don't wanta come yet," he gasped as he let his legs down and sat back against the tree again.
I wanted to make him promise me that I could have his ass again but I didn't want to sound that much like a whore. I only prayed that he would let me tongue him again. I'd never done anything that excited me so. I sat back on my haunches, waiting for Jim to cool down. I wanted to get back on his cock but he kept his fist around it and he wasn't offering it to me.
"I want you to sit on it, now," he said.
I blinked with surprise and gaped at him in disbelief. "If I do that...."
"Yeah, if you do that its gonna slide right up inside your ass, and that's the point. That's how you fuck," he said.
I was stunned, and suddenly numb with fright. He'd never said anything about fucking me; not outright. That remark a few minutes ago, I thought he was just saying it when he invited me to sit on it or suck it. He was serious! I couldn't do it. There was no way anything the size of Jim's cock would fit through my tiny asshole, not to mention where it would end up if he made me sit all the way down on it. Where the hell would all of that cock go up inside a guy? A girl was built for it, but a guy...

"Come on, sit on it," he urged me as he held his cock straight up. He spit in his hand and lubed it up. "Just step up here astraddle my hips."
I didn't want to do it...I couldn't do it...but I was. I obeyed his command and stepped up to straddle his hips. My knees were shaking and if they collapsed this time I was going to be skewered...impaled on that giant tower of meat. Jim spat in his hand again and worked the stuff around my asshole.
He slipped one finger up inside me to slicken up the tight muscle. I winced before I was hurt; it didn't hurt. In fact, it felt kind of good, and if his finger felt good...then he put his hand on my thigh to press me downward. But I was still scared.
"I don't wanta d-do this...I c-can't d-do it," I stammered timidly, but Jim wasn't listening. He pushed on my thigh and the strength of that one arm was enough to make my thighs give way and I felt the head of his cock pressing up between my spread butt. It pressed against my asshole and I knew I was doomed. Want it or not, like it or not, I was going to get fucked.
"I think you're too big," I said, as a last plea.
"Naw, you'll stretch to fit," he assured me.

My thighs were having trouble holding my weight up. If they couldn't, I was screwed; literally.
"Just ease down on it. Stretch your asshole. Get used to it a little at a time."
He was making it sound so easy; it would have been easy to be lulled into his mind-set that it was going to be such a wonderful thing to be fucked by his monstrous cock. He was sort of right. As I let some weight down against his cock it stretched the pliable muscle around my butt-hole and it did feel sort of good. Then it was feeling better and I exerted a little more pressure. I started moving up and down a little and for a second, I wondered if this was what it was like getting fucked; if I was, in fact, being fucked. I was never so wrong in my life.

"Okay, let's go for it," Jim said as he clamped one hand around the side of my butt. He handed me his T-shirt. "Here, you might want something to bite down on, stuff it in your mouth so you don't make too much noise," he said and clasped his other hand on the other side of my butt. That scared me, that I would need something to bite down own...that I might make too much noise...? I tried to gather the strength in my legs to raise back up, but they was already sapped, over-powered by the strength of Jim's big hands and his muscular arms, and I found myself being forced down onto his huge cock. Really and seriously forced this time, for I would have resisted if I had the strength. But Jim was sort of bouncing me up and down, stretching everything out and I could even feel my asshole began to stretch open. All I could do was tremble as I gripped the thick muscles of his shoulders, and my eyes welled up and I closed them and tried to prepare myself for the worst. It came when the head of Jim's cock suddenly popped through my hole.

"AAWWWGGGHhhhhhhh!" I cried out before I thought to stuff the T-shirt into my mouth. I bit down hard and I think I screamed. Jim didn't seem to care.
He didn't even give me time to get used to it. He began easing me down on his cock, driving the huge bludgeon up into my guts. It hurt so bad I thought I was going to black out. For sure, I was seeing stars.
"Awwww...Ohhh...Ohhh, Jim...Jim, p-please..I c-can't take it...you're too big!" I gasped, jerking the T-shirt out of my mouth to beg.
But Jim wasn't hearing me. He kept pulling me down on his cock and it kept going right up inside me, pushing everything out of its way. I was helpless. I didn't have the strength in my legs to raise up off of it. The only thing I could do was topple to one side and I was afraid I might cause some real damage if I did that. I pleaded with him again.
"Please, Jim! Godd, don't...Ohhh...Ohhhhh, Geezusss, it's going in so deep! Too deep. I can't take it! I can't do this!"
"What do you mean you can't take it? You've go it," he said.
In that moment I realized that I was sitting on his pubes and his thighs! I had his entire cock up inside me!
"You took it just fine, Ace," Jim was saying. "You've got all ten inches buried in your ass."

He sounded so proud of me and I thought I should be proud too, but it hurt too much. My asshole, which had endured the slow penetration of all ten inches of Jim's thick cock, was still stretched beyond belief around the base. But it was good to feel my thighs relax. Jim wrapped one hand around my shoulders and pulled me to him.
"Just lay up here against me now till you get used to it," he said.
His hard, smooth muscles felt good against me and to my horror, his huge cock inside me wasn't feeling so bad either. Each throb of the mighty cock seemed to pulsate a tiny bit of the pain away, till soon, those pulsations were drumming up some really good feelings.
"You doing okay?" he asked.
"Yeah...I think so," I said, a little out of breath.
"Want another minute to get used to it?"
"I don't know, I don't know what I'm supposed to get used to."
"Well, it ought not to be hurting so much, and pretty quick now there ought to be some good feelings," he said.
"Yeah, I am feeling something," I said.
"Good. I'm gonna fuck you, make you really feel it."
"No. Aww, no, I don't think I can stand that. Your cock is so big...I don't even know where it all went, but I'm afraid...Awwwwhhhhhhhh!" The movement of his cock, about three or four inches of it, sliding back and forth through my asshole sent me suddenly into a tremble of pleasure.
"That didn't sound like it's hurting," Jim said with a grin.
"No...no, it didn't...hurt," I gasped, surprised.
"Then you're ready to fuck, dude," he said. "Raise your butt up and down and I'll meet your ass with my cock."
I raised up rather timidly, surprised that I'd suddenly gotten the strength back in my legs. At the same time, Jim sort of hunkered downward then we both moved together and I felt a huge bunch of his cock sliding up inside me.
"Awwwhhhhh...OHhhhh...Ohhhhhh, Jim...ohh, Goddd!"
"Which is it, now, Jim or Godd?" he asked, laughing.
"You're cock is touching something in there," I said.
"There?" he asked as he twisted his butt a little and probed at a certain angle inside of me.
"AAhhhhhh! Awwwwhhh. Yeahhhhh. There!"
"Sounds like you want to really get fucked," he said.
"I do. Oh, I do. Godd, I want you to fuck me."
"You can fuck yourself on my cock, make it feel as good as you want," he said.

I gathered my strength, which was considerable now, and began pumping my butt up and down on Jim's cock. I shoved myself higher and higher, using more and more of his length for my pleasure. Higher, still, till his cock slipped out and I cried out with a sudden new pleasure. Jim quickly grabbed his cock and held it up for me to sit on again. I raised up off of it again for another jolt of pleasure as the head popped through my hole.
"You like that, popping your hole with my cockhead?"
"Yessss!"
"Go ahead, then, pop up and down on it, I'll hold it for you."
I fucked myself on Jim's cock till my legs began to shake again. He felt me trembling and he took over. His movements were just as effective, the way he managed to pound his cock against that spot that was causing me so much intense pleasure. I clasped one hand on his shoulder and wrapped my other arm around his head to hold on. His face was smashed against my chest and he started sucking my tits. I went nuts and regained a surge of strength and took over the fucking for a moment. But I weakened again and he had to do the work.
"This...right here….." He prodded my spot and I yelled with pleasure. "This is gonna make you come," he told me. "I'm hitting your love nut, and it's gonna make you explode. It's okay to come on me."
I looked down at him, into his deep, dark eyes and felt weak at his handsome face. He was smiling and my mouth was slack and so was his, and our mouths were so close...drawing closer...till suddenly, Jim clamped his hand around the back of my head and pulled my face down to his and we were kissing. He was dam sure kissing me and I think I was kissing him back. I sucked on his tongue and he lashed his tongue into my mouth. I squealed with pleasure, and he moaned as he pumped his cock into me. The pleasure of it all was too much for me.

"I'm gonna come!" I gasped, breaking away from his mouth.
"Yeah, do it," he said. "Shoot it all over me...I'll try to come with you."
We worked in tandem till I was unable to utter a moan, let alone a scream. Jim was driving me out of my mind. I clung to him for dear life as my climax overtook me. My body convulsed and suddenly my come was spurting out on Jim's chest.
"Ahh, yeah...shoot it...give it to me, stud...Geezusss, you come a lot, don't you? Fuck, give it to me...drain your fuckin' nuts all over my chest."
I think I drained come out of my nuts that had been there for years. They felt dry and yet my cock kept throbbing. Jim's cock was still throbbing inside my ass.
"D-did you c-come?" I asked.
"Nope, didn't make it," he said.
"You gotta come," I said frantically. I felt strangely like a failure for leaving him with a painful hardon.
"It's okay, I don't have to."
"Yes, you do! I'll suck it." I raised up off of his cock and scrambled to my knees and took his cock in my mouth.

Jim was too surprised to protest. He lay back against the tree and moaned his pleasure as I sucked his cock. I didn't know where I got my talent; how I knew how to suck a cock so well, and I realized that I was sucking his cock fresh out of my ass, but it didn't matter because I was making Jim feel awfully good. It took a few minutes before he announced, or warned me, that he was coming. I was scared but something made me stay on his cock.
"You don't have to finish me off, I can jack it the rest of the way," Jim said.

But I kept sucking and he gave himself up to me. Suddenly his cock bolted in my mouth and began spewing hot, thick come. It shot out in powerful ropes that blasted against the back of my mouth. So much of it! Godd, he wouldn't stop! He just kept coming. My mouth was filling up, my tongue was flooded with the stuff, giving me the full flavor of his manhood. Then there was just too much. I had to do something...swallow, or get off of his cock and let him finish it by hand. Shit, I wasn't going to do that; quit before the job was done. Bravely, I swallowed and kept on sucking. I had to swallow again before I finally had him finished off.

We stayed together for a long moment after he'd finished shooting his load. I was lavering his cock with my tongue, loving the after-taste of his come. I didn't know why it tasted so good when it tasted so awful. He gently urged me up off of it.
"You got it all," he said breathlessly. "I ain't got no more come."
"You've still got cock for me," I said.
"Later. Anytime you want it," he said. "Fuck, I think you like sucking cock."
"I do, thanks to you," I said.
"I never had very many guys eat my load," he said.
"I will," I said. "I'll swallow your come every time, I promise. I'll suck your cock anytime you want me to, and eat your ass. I love eating your ass, Jim."
"Yeah, I like your tongue in my ass, too, but you left out something."
"What's that?"
"Are you going to let me fuck you again?"
"Aw, yeah...anytime," I said. "You can fuck me again right now if you want to."
"No, we can wait," he said.
"We can do it at the garage," I said.
"Yeah, and have your dad walk in on us? Can you even imagine what he would do to me if he caught me fucking his teenage son? Fuck, man, he would cut my balls off and feed them to me."
"He won't catch us. We'll be careful," I said. "It won't be all that much different from taking a chance out here."
"We'll see," Jim said.

Despite all of my enthusiasm out at the pond, I began to feel some remorse afterwards. I shouldn't have done it. Jim didn't force me...not really...I had to take full responsibility for what I'd done and I didn't like it. I didn't like that I might be gay. Jim gave me several opportunities but I tried to pretend that nothing had happened and I turned the conversation to girls every chance I got.
"You're awfully interested in girls lately," Jim observed.
"I've always been interested in girls," I said.
"You weren't thinking about girls that morning at the pond," he said.
"That was just experimenting around," I scoffed. I might have been more convincing if I hadn't acted like such a little whore that morning. I figured he would give me a hard time over it but he went along with it. Him hearing about me and Theresa helped. God bless Jason and his big mouth.
"What's this I hear about you and Theresa Wells?" he asked as he was closing up his tool chest at the end of the day.
"What about her?" I asked coyly.
"Don't give me that shit. You and her at the movies, that's what about her," he said.
I blushed with pride.
"You ever fuck her?" he asked. When I didn't answer him right away, he pretty much guessed. "I know you were a virgin out at the pond, but are you a virgin with girls?"
"Yes, and no," I replied.
"Yes and no what?"
"Okay, I never fucked Theresa or any other girl. I'm a virgin," I admitted.
"Well, you're a man to admit it," Jim said. "But don't worry about it; it's a temporary condition in every guy's life. It can be cured. Hey, I know about your dad lifting your license. I'll drive you on a date if you want me to. You guys can have the back seat."
"That would be kind of awkward," I said.
"Shit, man, she let you finger-fuck her right there in the movie theater, she's not going to give a dam if I'm in the front seat," he said. "Ask her out. I'll drive you wherever you want to go."