The Stop-Off

by Sam

...As I pulled in, I noticed two cars parked side by side. One had two men inside...

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I was returning from a business trip. It was very late and I was exhausted. I should have taken the flight that was offered, but that would have meant only two days away from work. By driving I was allowed the whole week off.

I had been driving for about 5 hours straight, only stopping to grab a bite to eat and to take a quick piss here and there. It was about eleven PM and I started to feel myself drift off to sleep. I turned the radio up and opened the windows hoping the noise and fresh air would wake me up. It worked for a while, but I needed to stop soon.

I opened my pants and pushed them down to my knees. My dick lay across my thigh looking as exhausted as the rest of me. I started to fondle my balls and stroked myself to the full seven and a half inches. Then I saw the sign that said rest area 1 mile ahead. Thank God! As I pulled in, I noticed two cars parked side by side. One of them was empty; the other had two men inside.

I parked with the empty car between us. I turned off the engine and put my cock away as well as I could. Even at 34 years old, my dick stays pretty hard until I have finished the job. And with a 29" waist, and tight, faded blue jeans, I should have been arrested for indecency when I got out of the car and walked to the men's room.

But as I passed in front of the occupied car, I could tell no one would turn me in. Both men were naked from the waist down. I just smiled and adjusted myself suggestively as I walked in to pee. The bathroom door hadn't even closed before I heard the car doors slam shut. I stood at the urinal trying to pee, but not much was happening. My cock was still too hard to relieve my only slightly full bladder.

The first of the two men walked in. In the dim light of the parking lot I had thought both men were white, but in the brighter light of the restroom, I could see that he was black. He was wearing very loose fitting sweat pants and pulled out his dick and balls as he walked up to the urinal next to mine.

What a vision! Although he was flaccid, his dick hung at least six inches. The head was just peeking out of ample foreskin and I think each one of his balls would have completely filled my mouth...if I could even get it in! That's what I was thinking as he shot a steady stream of yellow piss into the urinal.

While he was peeing, he reached his free hand around to scratch a perfectly rounded cheek pulling his sweats down to give me a better view. Now I hadn't exactly done much of this before. I had had brief encounters with men in rest areas before, but I usually just jack off while the other guy watches. I have a fear of getting arrested. But this guy...with that dick...with those balls...with that ass... I couldn't have stopped myself if I had even wanted to.

I didn't even wait until he was done pissing. I dropped to my knees and pulled his dick into my mouth in one smooth motion. I tasted the last bit of his salty piss as it poured into my eager mouth. He moaned and started to get harder as I licked and sucked and tried to swallow the growing monster that lived in his pants.

He held my head in place by grabbing hands full of my blond hair; I held his dick in place by grabbing hands full of his beautiful ass cheeks. I gagged slightly as his nine inches pushed against the back of my throat and was only vaguely aware that the door had opened again.

It was the other guy from the car. He stripped his shorts off and tossed them on the floor. He dropped to his knees behind my big black stud and started to lick his ass as I held his crack open. I felt hands on my dick pulling and stroking.

My balls were boiling. I heard someone moan loudly and felt the dick in my mouth grow even larger and harder as the first of nine volleys of cum started blasting down my throat. That was enough to send me over the edge and the first two shots of my cum hit the black guy square on the balls. The guy in back lapped it up and then bent down between the black guy's legs to lap up anything else that escaped from my nuts.

Having spent my load, I zipped myself up, said my goodbyes and headed on my merry way.

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