When I was young I used to hitchhike as I had no other mode of transportation. I came from a very poor background and hitching gave me the means to get to jobs and other places I needed to go. I was grateful for the lifts and always thanked my benefactors.
When I grew older and had the means to buy a car, I made it a practice to pick up hitchhikers as a way of paying back for all the rides I received in my youth.
One day I picked up a young hitcher on my way home. “Where are you heading,” I asked. He told me and I replied, “Hop in, I can get you most of the way.”
I drove about a mile without another word between us. Then I felt his hand on my knee. “Would you like a blow job?” He asked. I reached over, grabbed his hand and threw it away from my knee without saying anything.
I thought to myself that I would stop at the next intersection and tell him to get out. This was in an era when gay people were not openly gay. Being gay was simply not approved by society. But s I drove on I could feel my cock getting hard. I thought this just can’t be real, me getting a hard on after being propositioned by a homosexual, but there was no denying it my cock was getting harder. I tried shifting in my seat to avoid him noticing my uncomfortable situation.
I looked over and saw him smiling. It was obvious that he was aware of my attempt to hide my growing erection. “You do want me to suck you off, don’t you? He asked.
I was taken aback by his brashness and the fact I was virtually unable to speak. Then I felt his hand not on my knee but on my swollen cock. I kept driving, looking straight ahead and afraid to look down. He started to slowly massage my cock through my pants and I felt my cock jerk. My thoughts shifted to disbelief. This cannot be happening. I’m not gay, why am I letting this happen? Why don’t I just stop and order him out?
Then I heard him say, “After the next intersection there is an abandon building you can pull around behind and we can be out of sight.”
Without hesitation I turned and drove behind the building and stopped. All the while he kept massaging my hard cock and it felt so good I did not want him to stop. He slowly pulled my zipper down and released my cock, which sprang straight up. He took it in his hand and stroked it as he lowered his head.
Then I felt the wet warmth as he took my cock into his mouth. I sat rigid with my eyes closed, afraid to watch as he sucked my cock. He sucked my cock deep into his mouth until it hit the back of his throat. The feeling was unlike anything I had ever felt before. Then, almost without warning, my cock erupted and I blew a huge load directly into his mouth and without gagging or choking he swallowed it all.
I was in a virtual state of shock as this had all happened so fast. He slowly pulled his mouth off my cock, and as it slipped past his lips I felt pangs of guilt. Could I be gay? No way I’m gay! I can’t be! I just can’t be!
He saw the look on my face and asked, “Did you like it?” When I hesitated he said, “I know you did. You came so fast and blew such a big load you had to really enjoy it.”
Then I was in for a bigger surprise as he rose up I could see his hard cock pointing straight up. When he took it out I did not know, but I was mesmerized by the sight of it. My cock is a good 6 inches and his cock had to be at least another 2 inches longer. To look at him, I would have never dreamed this young man could possess a cock of at least 8 inches.
He saw the look on my face as I stared at his hard cock and asked, “Do you like it?”
I could hardly talk but I answered, “I can’t believe you have such a big cock."
Then I got the biggest shock yet, when he asked, “Do you want to suck it?”
I weakly replied, “You don’t understand I’m not gay.”
He then said, “I didn’t ask if your were gay, I asked if you wanted to suck it.”
I could not believe what came out of my mouth as I meekly said, “Yes” as he reached over and put his hand behind my head pulling me toward his cock. I closed my eyes so I would not have to see. Then I felt the head of his cock press against my lips. As he pressed harder, I slowly open my lips and let his cock enter my mouth.
He pushed it in to the point I started to gag and then he withdrew a little as he started fucking my mouth. He held my head as he began fucking faster and deeper. I could taste what I thought was precum and it was not at all what I expected. Actually it was kind of sweet.
As he continued to fuck my face, I started bobbing up and down as I was starting to like what was happening.
He said, ”For a first time cocksucker you’re doing great. Keep it up.” Then I heard him start to moan and I wondered if that meant he was about to cum. I started to pull my mouth from his cock but he held my head down holding it in place as he fucked into my mouth. Then with a big thrust he must have busted a nut because cum came pouring into my mouth. It was much saltier and bitter than the precum.
I choked some but knew I had to swallow to keep from gagging, so I swallowed and continued to swallow till I had it all down. I had just sucked my first cock.
He let go of my head and his cock slipped from my mouth. While I had guilty feelings for what I had done, I had to admit that I liked it. He must have sensed how I felt because he said, “Don’t worry this does not mean you're gay.”
I straightened up and started my car and drove him to where I had planned to take him. After I let him out and began my drive home , the thoughts of 'am I gay?' started.
To date I have not had another gay encounter, but as time goes by I look back and think I really did like having my cock sucked by a guy and yes I enjoyed sucking cock. Am I gay?
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