The Ride Home

The motor finally sputtered to a stop. The trouble had started some time before and I began nursing the vehicle hoping that it would get me home again, but that was not to be. With still about an hours driving ahead of me the engine gave up in a cloud of smoke and steam. Luckily I was able to steer into a lay-by area and so get the thing off the road.

With growing dread I lifted the bonnet and very soon realised that with my limited resources and even more limited mechanical skills that the car was there to stay until I could get it towed and that if I wanted to get home that night I would have to try to thumb a lift and hope that a passing driver would pick me up.

I was fairly stranded miles from anywhere and the road disappeared into the dusty distance with not a house in sight. I knew that cars and trucks would be few and far between so I settled down to wait and left the bonnet up to indicated that I was having mechanical trouble.

Within an hour when two cars and a semi had sped by without stopping I started to despair. I figured that it would be a good two to two and a half hours walk to reach the junction with the highway where my chances of getting a lift would be better and I resolved to walk the distance hoping that if a car did come by that it would pick me up. I secured the car and set out.

I had not gone far when I heard the hum of a motor coming towards me. I stepped off the road and turned holding my thumb out hopefully but the car drove on. I turned and started walking again but noticed the brake lights go on as the driver bought the car to a stop. With growing hope I quickened my step. The driver started backing his car towards me and pretty soon was alongside.

The driver rolled down the window. He was middle aged, well dressed and appeared respectable.

“Trouble?” he asked.

I told him what had happened to the car and he said that he has seen it in the lay-by. He leaned over and opened the door. “Get in,” he said “You are in luck. I’m going your way and have an appointment in your town and can drop you right there.”

I slid into the passenger seat and thanked him for the lift. He put his car into gear and as the miles slipped behind us we talked of various things. Finally I asked him how he filled his hours driving the long distances between his stops.

“Oh,” he said “sometimes I listen to the radio, or I make calls on the phone. And sometimes,” he said looking across at me “when I’m horny I have a nice long, slow wank.” He looked at me to see my reaction and seemed relieved when I said that I sometimes did that too.

He said that just talking about it had got him aroused and he started to rub his crotch. He saw that I was watching then reached over, put his hand on my thigh and gently began rubbing my leg. I immediately got hard which he noticed, and then he deftly undid my fly and slipped out my rock hard dick and began to play with it. I reached over and got his dick out and fondled it until it also got rock hard.

After a minute or so of fondling he said that he knew of a quiet place just down the road where we could stop and help each other out. I said OK and pretty soon he turned off the main road and into a side track that led into a shady grove of trees.

It was very quiet. We were quite alone. He pulled the car in behind a tree. We got out and walked further into the forest. When we were out of sight he stopped and turned to me. Slowly he undressed completely and motioned to me to do the same. When we were naked he sat down and pulled me down beside him and pushed me onto my back into the soft grass.

Slowly he began to massage my nipples, my stomach and my thighs. He held my dick and slowly rubbed it with his forefinger and thumb, and gently squeezed it as he started to jerk me off. I was very aroused and started moaning and within a minute I had shot my huge, hot and creamy load all over myself and him too.

He rolled off me and pulled my head down towards his rock hard manhood. He had a very thick cock and an erection about ten inches long. I began to play with his prick, rubbing it and teasing him by playing with his balls. He kept pressing my head down and guided his leaking manhood into my willing mouth. I sucked him until I felt his full load fill my mouth. I swallowed the lot and licked his still throbbing cock until it went slack in my mouth.

We lay beside each other for a while. He wanked me again because I had grown another erection, but he did not want any more so we got dressed and went back to his car and continued our journey.

When he dropped me off in town we exchanged mobile phone numbers and promised to meet up next time he came through on his sales route, which he said was every two months or so.

It was a strange and fortuitous meeting, and a sexual adventure that I would long remember.