I do not write romance novels. I write dirty little fuck stories, like we used to pass around in our wallets. So, If you want to read a novel, please go elsewhere. Signed THE MANAGEMENT
Summer was almost over and I was getting ready to go into the 8th grade, when the same older man pulled over and picked me up while I was hitchhiking again.
I knew that I shouldn't get into the car with him, especially after what had happened the last time that he picked me up. He had coaxed me into jacking him off right there in his car, not caring that I was a 12 year old boy and not a girl.
No, I didn't like boys or men back then, still don't for that matter. But something about doing [ IT ] to him, turned me on to, in some strange kind of way. And somehow he knew it because before it was all over, he not only had gotten me to jack it for him, he had also coaxed or pulled me down to it and gotten me to lick the shiny precum off of the swollen head, just before it squirted.
As I got into the car, he let out a little moan and said, " Oh, it's you " and I felt my face getting all hot and almost got back out of the car. Because I didn't understand what he meant by that. Hadn't I done what he wanted me to, the last time he had me in the car with him?
Without even hesitating he moved the girly magazine off of his lap and showed me, that he already had a boner.
" Come on, you know you liked it last time."
I wanted to scream, " Why are you doing this to me " but nothing came out.
He was whispering, " Jack it, jack it," over and over and the next thing I knew, I had my little fingers wrapped around it and was watching as his foreskin kept covering and uncovering the swollen head, smearing the shiny precum across it, as I worked it up and down faster and faster.
He didn't care that there were houses all around us, all he cared about was cuming and there was no way that he was going to let me out of his car until he had. He knew it and somehow so did I.
I could see more of his shiny precum oozing out of the little hole in the end of it, the little peehole. And that's when he started begging me to lick it but I couldn't yet, I don't know why.
" What's wrong, you liked it the last time?"
Once again I felt my face getting all hot and felt even more embarrassed, as he sat there, waiting for me to [ Do it ].
I felt even more embarrassed as I heard myself whispering, " Not here, not here, please don't make me do it here." I felt even more embarrassed because now he knew, he knew that I would do it again. That all he had to do was to take me somewhere that nobody else could see, what he was getting me to do to him and I would.
" My place, we can go to my place, ok?"
I didn't want to answer him but the next thing I knew, I heard myself whisper, " Uh huh."
" Kiss it first, show me how much you want it."
" Do it or get out of the car and I'll find someone else to do it."
" Please don't make me do that here."
" I said do it or get out of the car."
I wanted to get out of the car and run but I couldn't and he knew it. He had turned me on to [ The Dick ] the last time and now he knew it, as he sat there watching me as I bent down to it.
I could smell the faint stale pee on the end of it, as I got closer and closer to it. And I'm embarrassed to admit, that as soon as I smelled the pee on it, I felt my little boner, my little 12 year old boner starting to come up and I lost it.
I wanted to close my eyes and pretend that it wasn't happening, like if I couldn't see it, that it wasn't happening but I couldn't.
Without my even knowing why, I watched as my little tongue came out and started licking softly at the shiny liquid that was spread across the swollen head. Touching it lightly again and again. Tasting it, making him moan.
I could feel his big hands on the back of my head, trying to gently pull me down onto it and I twisted away and whimpered, " Not here, not here, please not here."
Without saying a word, he put it away and drove towards his house.
Even though his house wasn't all that far away, my mind kept chickening out and wanting me to get out of his car but somehow he knew it. As he started reaching over and rubbing my little boner through my levis, as he drove me there. Trying to keep me excited and he was, even though I was only 12 years old. It's the strangest feeling, when it's someone else playing with you and not you.
As soon as he had me at his house, he took me into the bathroom and closed the door. I didn't understand what was going on, even when he undid his belt and slacks and slid them down. I could see that he still had a boner, by the way his underwear was sticking out in front of him. That's when he said, " Come mere " and slowly slid them down, as he sat down on the white toilet.
Once again I wanted to run but I couldn't. Something about seeing a full grown man, sitting on a toilet, with a boner, was turning me on and I didn't understand why. But he sure did.
" Take your clothes off, I want to see yours too."
" Nooo, I said, No."
I don't know what happened next, all I know is that one minute I was standing in his bathroom, with my clothes on and him sitting on the toilet with his pants and underwear pulled down. And the next and I mean the very next thing I knew, he had me standing in there with him and I was naked and my little boner was sticking straight out in front of me. I don't know if he undressed me or if I undressed me, all I know is that I was naked and trying to hide my little boner, by covering it with both of my hands.
By then he was sitting there jacking off and telling me to move my hands, that he wanted to see it, while he played with himself. I felt so strange as I pulled my hands away and let him look at it. He had the strangest look in his eyes, as he worked his hard boner faster and faster, while looking at mine.
All at once he let go of it and said, " Come mere, you do it," as he sat there with his big boner sticking straight up.
I felt nothing but shame as he sat there watching me, as I got down on my hands and knees and crawled to [ It.] Taking ahold of it and bending down over it, once again licking softly at the sweet precum oozing out of the little hole in the end of it, the little peehole.
" Pull the foreskin back, lick it all." " Ohhh shit, you like licking the dick, don't you baby?" " Jack it while you lick it." " Ohhh shit yesss."
All at once he gently pushed me away from it, took ahold of it and moving it aside said, " Lick my balls baby, lick my balls."
I could see his hairy ball sac hanging down below it and going down into the white toilet bowl, hanging just above the water.
I felt nothing but shame, as he sat there on the white toilet, watching me reach under them and pull them up to where I could get at them, licking first one and then the other. I could smell and taste the faint stale pee on them and for whatever the reason, it was turning me on more and more. Making him slide down on the toilet, so I could get at them better.
I reached up and once again took ahold of his boner and jacked it, while I was licking on them and that turned him on even more because all at once he was saying, " Your butt, your butt, I want to do your little butt."
" Noooooooooo." Even though I didn't really understand that he wanted to fuck me, I was screaming, " Nooo." I didn't even know that older boys and older men liked to fuck young boys and girls up the butt. I thought that only girls got fucked and even then it was in their pussy and not their butt. I didn't know exactly what he wanted to do to me but whatever it was, I was having no part of it and that made him mad at me, in a strange kind of way.
" Stand-up, let me play with you for awhile."
As soon as I stood-up, he took ahold of my little boner and started jacking it, even though it was only about 3 inches long. Reaching under and playing with my little balls, as he jacked it faster and faster. Just when it was really starting to feel good, he let go of it and whispered, " Turn around." Before I could even do it or say no, he took ahold of my little hips and slowly turned me around, to where I was facing away from him.
Just as I was going to say, " Now what," he reached up and spread my cheeks, exposing my little star shaped asshole, embarrassing me even more. What happened next excites me to this very day. Because the next thing I knew, I could feel something soft and warm touching on it, touching on my little asshole and something squirted out of the end of my little boner. I think that it was pee but I was to embarrassed to say anything, as he continued to lick it.
The whole time he was licking my little asshole, he was jacking himself off and the next thing I knew, he was screaming, " Turn around, turn around" and as soon as I did, he moaned real loud, " Agghhhhhhhhhhhhhh " and his white cum squirted out of the end of it and up into the air, as he sat there squeezing and milking it, looking up at me and screaming, " Eat it, eat it." Watching as I knelt back down in front of him and moaning " Oh yeah " as I slipped my warm mouth back down over the end of it, feeling the warmth of it on my tongue, as he sat there on the white toilet, holding it, watching me do it.
Even though he had already squirted, I could still taste it every now and then, as more and more of it would ooze out of the end of it, leaving its little [ present ] on my tongue and the only sounds coming from the bathroom, were the little gulp gulp gulping and swallowing sounds that I was making, as he got me to [ eat it.]
I didn't even know when it was all over. All I know is that after he had gotten me to suck on it, he said, " We have to get out of here," like he was afraid that someone would come home and catch us, making me afraid to, as I got dressed as fast as I could and he took me back to where he had picked me up hitchhiking.
As I started to get out of his car, he handed me his business card and said, " If you ever want to do it again give me a call,ok?"
I was so embarrassed, as I got out of his car because of what had happened but as I was closing the door I heard myself whisper, " Uh huh," and felt my face getting all hot as he smiled and drove away.
Three weeks later it would all happen again and even more. But I'm to embarrassed to write about it yet.