Hitching a Ride
I didn't hit puberty until I was of adult age and even then I didn't really grow or have body hair until I was in my mid to late twenties so I was a twink for a long time and I enjoyed the role a lot. I started giving some older guys blow jobs after being caught naked in the bush across the street from my house but that's another story.
I enjoyed being out in barely-there clothes or nude with a chance of being seen or caught. I would be naked in the house outside in the backyard (during summer months) when everyone was at work the or out. I'd pretend I didn't notice people walking by on the street when I went by the window accidentally on purpose.
When I was nineteen, I heard my mother yelling at my sister to throw out her cut-offs because they were way too short. Later on, I found them on top of the garbage under the sink and washed them (of course) - and, boy, were they revealing. Especially for me because the crotch was only a thin ribbon of material. I could wear them if I pulled the hips down but once I hiked them up even a bit, my ass cheeks hung out the back and my cock was barely covered. The thought of wearing these skimpy little cut-offs out in public excited me as I imagined my smooth legs, crotch and body exposed in a button-down summer shirt that I could tie in front like a girl and show my shorts and maybe g-string panties that lead down to my flip-flopped feet.
So one summer day I put on my little outfit and headed for the door not sure where I might end up. I decided to head down the street where there was a large field and on the other side was the road that lead to the freeway. I'd seen people hitchhiking here before and thought I might give it a try. The thought of getting a ride and being committed so I couldn't back out of what I was wearing excited me.
I hiked my shorts up as high as I dared without letting my goods completely fall out and undid my shirt. I only had my thumb out for a few cars most of whom never even looked my way when I saw a large New Yorker type vehicle coming up and an older guy driving. He definitely looked my way and I turned around to see his signal on and eventually pulling over. I ran to catch up and opened the door to a heavier set guy sitting comfortably behind the wheel on his front bench seat. He smiled and was friendly not creepy or lustful ...yet.
I don't recall his name but he said he was on his way home so only going to the next exit if that worked for me. I got in and we started to drive. I could see he kept looking at my smooth legs and clear toe nail polish when he commented on how warm it was and how I was dressed well for the heat. As I was answering I looked down and saw that the tip of my cock was hanging out the side of my shorts. When I looked back at him he had his hand on his crotch and asked me if I could offer him anything since he was giving me a ride. Before I could answer he said he liked the look of my body and would I slide over closer and rub his crotch. I couldn't never get over how blunt men could be once they thought they might get a blow job or hand job but I almost always complied.
I slid over and started rubbing him feeling him getting hard under his pants when he undid his belt, unbuttoned and told me to unzip him which I did. I could feel myself getting hard (I always do) my smooth cock lengthening and growing down my thigh. He made mention that it looked like I was enjoying myself as he placed his hand on my leg and started massaging grabbing me. I unhooked his cock from growing downward in his pants and ran my fingers down around his ball sack freeing it from being stuck in his pants. He commented that 'it looks like you've done this before.'
He took the next exit as I continued to play and stroke and rub his cock. I didn't notice where we were going exactly and didn't care. I looked up and saw he was pulling into a heavily treed and private side road just after the exit ramp. I knew I was going to suck his cock and taste his cum so I started removing my shorts and shirt because I have always liked to blow guys in the nude. Makes me feel more vulnerable and sexy making men hard and hot to cum.
He wiggled his pants down a bit further so he could spread his legs more and give me more access to his cock and balls. I immediately took the cue to move my head into his lap. mmmmmm the musky smell of man crotch as I licked his rock hard shaft for him and sucked on his head before I started a combination of licking sucking and stroking him until I could tell by his breathing he was getting closer to cumming. It didn't seem to take that long before I was rewarded with his heavy hot load of his cum. He groaned and pushed my head down on his cock to where I gagged having not perfected deep throating just yet. He came and came till my mouth overflowed with his seed and I milked him by running my fingers up his cock to my mouth.
He thanked me and said he would look for me again around the same time during the week cause he often took that route at that time. I told him it sounded good and would walk home from here through the trails. My journey home is another story as well.
I enjoyed being out in barely-there clothes or nude with a chance of being seen or caught. I would be naked in the house outside in the backyard (during summer months) when everyone was at work the or out. I'd pretend I didn't notice people walking by on the street when I went by the window accidentally on purpose.
When I was nineteen, I heard my mother yelling at my sister to throw out her cut-offs because they were way too short. Later on, I found them on top of the garbage under the sink and washed them (of course) - and, boy, were they revealing. Especially for me because the crotch was only a thin ribbon of material. I could wear them if I pulled the hips down but once I hiked them up even a bit, my ass cheeks hung out the back and my cock was barely covered. The thought of wearing these skimpy little cut-offs out in public excited me as I imagined my smooth legs, crotch and body exposed in a button-down summer shirt that I could tie in front like a girl and show my shorts and maybe g-string panties that lead down to my flip-flopped feet.
So one summer day I put on my little outfit and headed for the door not sure where I might end up. I decided to head down the street where there was a large field and on the other side was the road that lead to the freeway. I'd seen people hitchhiking here before and thought I might give it a try. The thought of getting a ride and being committed so I couldn't back out of what I was wearing excited me.
I hiked my shorts up as high as I dared without letting my goods completely fall out and undid my shirt. I only had my thumb out for a few cars most of whom never even looked my way when I saw a large New Yorker type vehicle coming up and an older guy driving. He definitely looked my way and I turned around to see his signal on and eventually pulling over. I ran to catch up and opened the door to a heavier set guy sitting comfortably behind the wheel on his front bench seat. He smiled and was friendly not creepy or lustful ...yet.
I don't recall his name but he said he was on his way home so only going to the next exit if that worked for me. I got in and we started to drive. I could see he kept looking at my smooth legs and clear toe nail polish when he commented on how warm it was and how I was dressed well for the heat. As I was answering I looked down and saw that the tip of my cock was hanging out the side of my shorts. When I looked back at him he had his hand on his crotch and asked me if I could offer him anything since he was giving me a ride. Before I could answer he said he liked the look of my body and would I slide over closer and rub his crotch. I couldn't never get over how blunt men could be once they thought they might get a blow job or hand job but I almost always complied.
I slid over and started rubbing him feeling him getting hard under his pants when he undid his belt, unbuttoned and told me to unzip him which I did. I could feel myself getting hard (I always do) my smooth cock lengthening and growing down my thigh. He made mention that it looked like I was enjoying myself as he placed his hand on my leg and started massaging grabbing me. I unhooked his cock from growing downward in his pants and ran my fingers down around his ball sack freeing it from being stuck in his pants. He commented that 'it looks like you've done this before.'
He took the next exit as I continued to play and stroke and rub his cock. I didn't notice where we were going exactly and didn't care. I looked up and saw he was pulling into a heavily treed and private side road just after the exit ramp. I knew I was going to suck his cock and taste his cum so I started removing my shorts and shirt because I have always liked to blow guys in the nude. Makes me feel more vulnerable and sexy making men hard and hot to cum.
He wiggled his pants down a bit further so he could spread his legs more and give me more access to his cock and balls. I immediately took the cue to move my head into his lap. mmmmmm the musky smell of man crotch as I licked his rock hard shaft for him and sucked on his head before I started a combination of licking sucking and stroking him until I could tell by his breathing he was getting closer to cumming. It didn't seem to take that long before I was rewarded with his heavy hot load of his cum. He groaned and pushed my head down on his cock to where I gagged having not perfected deep throating just yet. He came and came till my mouth overflowed with his seed and I milked him by running my fingers up his cock to my mouth.
He thanked me and said he would look for me again around the same time during the week cause he often took that route at that time. I told him it sounded good and would walk home from here through the trails. My journey home is another story as well.
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