Longest Driving Edge of My Life!

I love looking at videos of guys masturbating in cars and while driving.  I used to occasionally make a long trip along a major highway in the west.  At some point I would always pull out my penis, let it get good and hard and jerk it off.  I'd often use a homemade sleeve of soft cloth.  I'm circumcised, so I had to have something that would give me the kind of stimulation I wanted without chafing.  Lube was pretty much out of the question because of the mess.  I'd spend hour or so of that multi-hour drive enjoying the feelings my stiff cock was giving me, a welcome diversion from the rather boring views.  When I was ready to cum, sometimes I'd pull up my shirt and let it spew on my belly.  Other times I would have a handy tissue ready.  I'd grab my cock's head and enjoy the sensation of it pumping and pulsing as the semen collected in the tissue.

One time, though, still lights up my memories.  It was summer time.  I was driving a big older model sedan across the eastern plains. Night.  Fairly early into the trip I had gotten out my penis and was gently stroking it as it stuck out through the fly of my shorts.  It got harder and more needy, though.  Since it was dark, I had no problem with more exposure.  

I set the cruise control at a prudent speed, then pulled my shorts all the way down.  I applied my sleeve and started working my raging cock, slowly, up and down for miles and miles.  By the time i made the border of the next state, I had been at it for most of two hours.  My toy was getting a bit soggy from all the pre-cum.  It was time to take it to the end.

Reaching a rest stop, I pulled in, finding a parking spot with some privacy.  I pulled off my shorts, then crawled into the spacious back seat.  I had the area to my self.  it was lighted just enough by the overhead street lights of the rest stop so that I could watch myself stroking.  I pulled my t-shirt up high so that I could play with my nipples. I was naked otherwise.  I dug out some lube and went to work on my stiff prick.  At least another hour passed as I slowly, deliciously worked my penis, each pass of my hand caressing the swollen head and sliding over the engorged shaft.  I would switch hands, the other pinching and working my sensitive nipples.  I writhed with pleasure.  Good thing no one was nearby or they would have heard my groans.  

Finally, it had to come to an end.  I stopped for a moment. I let go and pinched both nipples.  My cock gave a spasm and a big bead of cum oozed out of the open, hungry cock-mouth.  It was a moment frozen in time. I arched my back, groaning deep in my throat and thrusting my crotch high as I grabbed my prick, gave a few fast strokes and held on as it spasmed and jerked, pumping out a steady flow of warm white cum over my belly and chest.

It took a while for the post-cum spasms to fade away, then for me to return to the world.  I climbed back in to the front, still mostly naked, and drove on, enjoying the feel of my sticky penis and the wetness from the last of my fluids on my leg.