The Construction Worker Had Fun

I spent the day at the beach, soaking up some sun, napping, swimming, relaxing. Fun time. Great day. There's something about the beach, the warmth, the sun and all the half naked bodies that's arousing. Anyway, it was time to leave. I needed a shower cause I was covered with salt, sand and tanning lotion. I gathered up all my gear and put it in the trunk, then went back to shower. The shower was ice cold and the cement in the changing room felt grossly clammy. I took off my trunks and cleaned all the sand out of my crack and pubes and washed out my suit before I put it back on. Somehow, in the process, my towel fell and got soaked. There was no way I was taking that towel home after it had sucked up whatever bacteria was growing on that floor. I figured I'd air dry. I got back to the car and was like-- duh! No towel. Soaking wet. Velour seats. I sure wasn't going to hang around the beach--waiting for my suit to dry, so I quickly slipped it off in the parking lot and got into the car naked. I put my suit on the dashboard to dry, I mean, whatever--I wasn't going to screw up my seats. So I'm on the highway---naked, the sunroof open, air swirling about. It wasn't long before my cock got hard as a rock. I started squeezing my cock, playing with the head and getting more and more horny as the sensation of air on my balls felt so good. I got myself to the point where pre-cum was dripping freely, enough for lube. I started jerking off, getting myself to the edge, and holding back. I did this a bunch of times until the head of my cock swelled to the size of a tangerine! I stayed in the far right lane and drove relatively slowly so anybody passing on my left would only get a fast glimpse--if they were even looking. Most of the cars, and SUV's didn't have passengers. They were people driving home from work. I got behind this construction truck and from my vantage I could see the driver in his side mirror. He was really hot looking. A baseball cap, maybe bout 20. I got the idea that I would pull up beside him-- long enough to give him a look, but fast enough so that he wasn't thinking I was doing it on purpose. So I drove up beside him....and looked stright ahead pretending not to notice that he could see me, then passed him. My cock was throbbing. He was alone in the truck. He saw me--I knew he did because he started to speed up and then match my speed. He didn't stay right beside me, but sort of in my blind spot, but I could see him in my peripheral vision. I speed up a little-- so did he. I slowed down a bit, so did he. Okay, he was watching for sure. For some reason this really turned me on. My cock was absolutely rigid, like a lead pole between my legs. I spread my legs and slouched in the seat a bit as I continued jerking off, playing with my balls, even tweaking a nipple every now and then. I could feel his eyes on me. A car got in front of him and I sped up a little so that he was a couple of car lengths behind me. I did this cause I wanted to see if he really wanted to watch, or if he was just watching because he could. My hopes were confirmed when I watched him do a couple of quick maneuvers so that he could once again, get beside me. There was much less traffic on the highway now, so I began to relax and enjoy it even more. I decided to get bolder, I rubbed my finger over the head of my cock-- gathered up some precum, and then tasted it. I did this a few times, all the time wondering what he was doing over there-- Did he take his cock out? Was he jerking off too? Clearly he was liking what he saw or he wouldn't be following me, for what was now at least twenty minutes. I had to look over at him. I had to see if I could see his shoulder moving or something. I turned toward the truck and pretended to be startled that someone was watching. What I saw turned me on even more-- if that was at all possible. He was looking right at me. He had that flushed, glassy-eyed look, like we all get when were "into it heavy." He took his index finger and gestured like he was blowing it! He pursed his lips and pushed his finger in and out of his mouth. But what REALLY turned me on was that he had a wedding band on. There was no way I could hold back. I spread my legs wider, thrust my cock in the air and shot a load--without even touching my cock! There were so many contractions, unbelievable---at least 7! Each one shot cum really high. The first one actually hit me on the lips! They started out clear, but then they got milky white and thicker. Cum was all over my chest and nipples. I looked over at him and could tell that he was cumming now --His mouth hung open, his face was red, his eyes half closed he turned and looked straight ahead (probably because he thought he'd crash if he didn't pay attention to his driving!) He looked over at me--had some cum on his finger and in an exaggerated motion, licked it up-smacking his lips afterward. Then he speeded off, as he put his arm out the window and gave me a thumbs up sign. I put my bathing suit over me and used it to clean up. I've done this again a few times, but none matches that first experience with that hot guy!