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Drive Up Sex

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 08 Dec 2001 1 comments
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by Jackitofffff I love going to a local park to cruise for anonymous sex. So do a lot of other guys, although you never know if it is going to be busy when you get there, or a little on the slow side. Last Sunday, about mid-afternoon, I found the activity to be rather slow and the pickin's were not that great. This was not going to prevent my having some fun or getting off in the company of someone else, however. Only once, on a very slow day, did I ever have to leave the park, feeling frustrated and still horny. After my regular shave and shower,I had taken care to also shave my entire pubic area, so it would be nice and smooth to the touch. And, as always, I had dressed in something suitable for the occasion. I chose a pair of silky smooth running shorts worn underneath a pair of jogging pants, which I usually remove after I get to the park. I like to have easy access to my joy stick while I drive around looking for the hot spots, stroking or gently massage my hardening dick as I can. My rod is a respectable six inches, and it has a cute little curve to the right in it. It is also cut, sorry to say. A lack of parked cars indicated that no one was on any of the trails, so rather than just drive around, I decided to park in the location generally favored by most who go there to fuck or suck or jack off while they watch some of the action going on if there happens to be some. But, at this particular time, there was nothing going on. Expecting that sooner or later something would develop, I shed my jogging pants, put on my cock ring, and then reached for my little packet of sex stories that I had printed out from various places on the web, and began to read. The stories were hot, and they had their desired effect, as I slowly jerked and squeezed my now hard dick. A cooling breeze gently caressed my near nakedness, and I was having fun in this solo mode...just me and my raging hard on and the stories. Every now and then, a car driven by a lone male occupant would slowly make the circuit down and around to where I was parked, and we would check each other out, or at least make eye contact. Most went on there way, returning occasionally, but one dude decided to park about fifteen feet away from me, headed in the same direction as I was. He didn't turn off his engine, and he didn't roll down the window. Nor did he turn to look in my direction, but held his head sort of down and to the right as if his interest was on something inside his truck. It was obvious what he was doing when I saw his left arm move back and forth.The dude was jacking off while reading porn, just like I was. He seemed to be about middle aged, like myself, and I thought I should check him out a little, at least. I laid my stories aside and stepped out of my car, covering my nakedness and arousal best I could, then started slowly walking toward the cab of his truck. Fear of a bust is ever present when engaging in activity of this sort, so I had to consider that he might be a cop...just waiting for me to say or do something obscene so he could slap the cuffs on me and haul me downtown. There was also the possibility that he didn't want my advances, and would suddenly snarl at me to get the hell away from him. It's happened before, and it's not a good feeling, but...to each his own. Cautiously, I continued my casual approach. He glanced up at me when he caught my movement out of the corner of his eye, then quickly back down again. I could now see what he was looking at, as his left hand stroked his lubed up dick. It was a hard porn magazine, showing some pictures of a straight couple in various positions of intercourse. I wasn't too impressed (except the guy in the picture did have a big dick, unlike the driver of the truck), but I stood there a while until he opened the door. I pulled my shorts down enough to expose my cock and balls, and began to stroke myself along with him. I had the feeling that this wasn't really going to go anywhere, but I continued to stay put for a while. He reached over with his right hand, which was free of the hand cream he was using for lube, and fondled my rather listless dick for a while. Then he turned a page or two of the magazine, as we stroked ourselves. By now it was pretty boring, but we were both spared when another car started coming our way. I got back into my car, and he decided to drive to somewhere else. The other car didn't stop, but just made a turn around and left. I was glad for that, because the guy driving sparked no interest at all. So, it was back to my reading and solo time. Shortly, two or three other cars made the circuit, but didn't stop either. I could have become a little paranoid, but I didn't. Where I was parked is just a few feet away from a lovely and secluded area, complete with a running stream of water, and is where much activity does take place a lot of the time. Only not today. Couldn't understand it. About fifteen minutes later, here comes the guy in the truck again. He parks a little closer to me this time, but then decides it isn't close enough to provide a direct view inside my car, so he maneuvers his truck yet closer. Now, with his cab sufficiently high off the ground, he has a straight shot at viewing my activity which I didn't stop or try to hide. What the hell, I thought. Besides, it's getting late, and I want to go soon. So, I just put on a show for him. He could watch or not watch...I was going to go for it. Obviously, he wanted to watch, even opening his door so as to see better. Again, I laid aside my stories, and reached for my mineral oil which I like to use to make my dick real slick as I jack it. I decided to use my left hand, thinking it would offer a more unrestricted view from his perspective. I'm used to it anyway, having to use my right hand for the mouse when I'm stroking on the Internet. I slid further down the seat until my stomach was nearly horizonal, and continued stroking like crazy . I glanced over at my neighbor, and he was going at it too. I think I came first, but it was close. My creamy hot cum didn't shoot very far this time like it usually does, but made big pools on my stomach as I unloaded spurt after spurt, then milked the last drop out and watched it fall. It all had been worth it, as my climax was thunderous and very satisfying. During the explosions, I glanced over at my 'buddy' and he was letting his cum fall to the ground in big drops. I think he had a good one as well. Well, the show was suddenly over, and we cleaned ourselves of the mess. He left sooner than I did. And as I thought about it, it was almost funny what we had just done. There could have been a sign posted on a tree or something which read, "Welcome gents. Drive right up. No need to get out of your car, just position your cars for optimal viewing and do your thing. Thanks for cuming, and do cum again."