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Flat Tire Fix

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 12 Nov 2002 1 comments
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Not a member yet, but looking forward to it! ***** I was on my way back from a business trip to Denver late on a Sunday night. It was just past midnight when I noticed my car wasn't handling right. I pulled over to check the tires only to find that miles from no where, the drivers side rear was almost flat, of coarse I had no spare. I knew there was a rest stop a few miles ahead so I got back in and drove slowly in hopes of getting there before it was completely flat. My cell battery was dead so I hoped there was a pay phone so I could call someone. I made it to the rest stop okay, with no time to spare that's as far as I could go on that tire. I headed up towards the buildings looking for a phone, just my luck it was out of order. I could just here my wife in my head, "Why the hell didn't you get the spare fixed?". I didn't know what to do next so I decided to go take a piss. There was no one else there except one truck parked way in the back of the parking area. To my surprise, when I went into the rest room there was a big black dude standing at one of the urinals taking a piss. He turned his head when I came in and said, "How's it goin?". I was kind of taken back because guys usually don't strike up conversations in the men's room. I kind of quietly said "not bad if it wasn't for a flat tire". I stepped up to the second spot and went ahead with my business. He finished up and went over to the sink to wash his hands, then he said that maybe he could help, let's take a look. I put my dick away and we went back out to my car. He said if it was just a nail or something that he could probably fix it and air it back up with the compressor on his truck. I told him how great it was for him to even offer to help. You don't run across that many good samaritans anymore. Anyway, he looked over the tire and said he couldn't see anything serious but he would need more light on the subject. He told me to just wait there and he would bring his truck over. He pulled his truck up next to the rear of my car, turned on some work lights and jumped back out of the cab. He laid down under the back and looked the tire over again. In just a second he was back up and told me he found the problem, it was just a nail and he could have me fixed up in a jiffy. He went to his truck and opened the tool box beneath the sleeper door, pulled out a tire repair kit and a pair a pliers and crawled back under the car. In about 2 minutes he was back up and pulling an air hose over to the tire. He had it back up in no time. I told him again how much I appreciated his help and asked how much I owed him. He said it was nothing and I didn't owe him a thing, and that he was glad to help. I was so happy to have the tire fixed I told him I had to pay him something, just for my own sake. He turned me down flat. I kept after him one more time I asked if he was sure, that it would make me feel better to give him something. As he put the hose away and closed up the tool box, he kind of quietly said, "well maybe there might be something". I told him "sure, anything". Not knowing what was coming. He said, "there is something that I have wanted to try for some time, I don't know if you would be up for it, but what the hell." The conversation continued and I said, "What is it?". "Well", he said, "I've never done this before so I guess I'll just come right out with it. I have always wanted to suck another guys cock. Is that to weird or what?" I was kind of shocked by it, and I'm not sure what happened next but I said, "I don't know man, I've never done anything like that before." He said I didn't have to do anything, just let him suck my cock, but only if I wanted too. I again said that I didn't know. We both decided we needed to wash up after the tire thing so we headed back to the rest room. We both washed our hands and headed back to the parking lot. He asked one more time, "Well, how about it?". I don't know for sure why but I looked at him with a kind of shy look and said, "What the hell." He said something to the effect of "Sounds good, why don't we climb in my truck, the sleeper is really comfortable". As my knees began to shake, he opened up the door to the cab and we climbed in. His truck was great, clean and all decked out. He had a TV and a little microwave. He gave me kind of a quick tour and asked what I thought of his home away from home. He turned on the stereo, and said, "I hope you like country". I told him that's what I listened to also. After a little chit chat, he asked if I was okay. I told him in kind of a soft voice that I was. He then said, "why don't you take off your pants and relax?". As he took off his shirt, I took off my shoes and started to undo my pants. At that point I noticed my hands shacking, he then said, "here let me help", as he reached over and undid the rest of the buttons of my 501's. I kind of, without even thinking about it, lifted my butt up as he slid my pant down and off. He left my underwear on, but as quick as he pulled my pants off, he had his hands back up towards my crotch. He rubbed his hand up my balls and over my half hard cock. A shiver ran up my spine to the back of my neck, my head went back and I let out a moan. He slid his fingers under the waist band and pulled off my underwear. "Hey, not bad for a white guy." he said. I kind of let out a half laugh. He again asked how I was doing, I told him I was fine. He said okay and that he was ready to give it a try. He took hold of my cock, now hard as a rock, gave it a few light stokes, leaned over and kind of licked the head a little, then he sucked it in his mouth. Wow, what a feeling, I've had plenty of blowjobs before, all from chicks, but nothing felt like this. I don't know what it was but it sure was different. He kept on for a few minutes, his rhythm was kind of rough, but then he seemed to get the hang of it a little better. I felt some teeth a couple times, and he stopped to say sorry, but went on. It wasn't long before I was ready to blow, I kind of half said, "if you keep it up much longer your gunna make me cum". He stopped just a second and said, "go for it, I want you to cum in my mouth". He went back to my cock, it seemed even faster than before. Then something totally unexpected happened. I said, "hang on, why don't you let me do you first?". Where that came from, I don't know! He looked up at me and asked, "are you sure, you know you don't have too?". All I could say was, "ya, we better get on with it before I chicken out". Then he sat up, undid his pants and pulled them off, then came his underwear. He kind of scooted up onto the bed next to me. I had to turn around a little, got down between his legs and my god, what a rod, it had to be 10 inches long, black and I guess uncut because there was a lot a skin to slide up and down! Without a word I grabbed hold and started stocking. This guy had the biggest cock I have ever seen. I have seen black dicks before, in the locker room, but I guess I have never seen one hard. I wasn't sure I could get this thing in my mouth, but I started to lick it anyway. After a few minutes I gave it a try, I managed to get maybe a 3rd of it in my mouth, really not much more that the head. I kept at it for a while, getting a little more comfortable with myself having a cock in my mouth for the first time, I managed to get more of it in and kept it wet with my spit. Anyway, not long after I felt him grab my waist and kind of lift me on top of him. We 69'd like pros for a few minutes, then I couldn't take it anymore and shot a huge load of white guy cum, right in his mouth. Just about the same time his huge cock erupted hot cum in my mouth. There wasn't room for his cock let alone a load of cum, so the cum just leaked out and ran down his cock and my hand. The thing I noticed first was that it didn't taste bad at all, actually I kind of liked the taste, salty yet sweet. I couldn't swallow it all but just kept on sucking as he pumped my already stretched mouth full, then I licked his black cock clean until it went limp. I guess he must have swallowed all of my load because there was nothing for me to clean up, when he rolled me off of him. We both just laid there kind of gasping for air for a minute. Then he asked, "Well, have any more flats you need fixed?". Then, asked how I was again and if I had enjoyed it. I told him it was okay, but really I liked it more than that. We talked a little while, I gave him my phone number and told him if he was ever out this way again to give me a call. We got dressed, I got out of his truck and stumbled over to my car. He went on his way and I made my way home, another 40 or so miles. I kind of hope to here from him again!