We Met in a Parking Lot

This is a fantasy, generated by looking at vids of guys playing with their cocks in a parking lot with other guys.

I feel the need to stroke my cock.  It's been begging me to do it for a while as I drive around town.  A parking area a bit away from the edge of town is handy.  There's privacy there and I suspect that it's a meeting place.  I pull in to a spot over at the edge of the lot. I'm alone.  Wow!  I really need this!  Still sitting in the driver's seat, I undo my pants and pull them down off my ass.  As soon as I do, my hard penis springs to life.  It's already half hard and becomes immediately erect, hard and throbbing. The helmet-shaped head is full and shiny, the shaft stiff, yet yielding to my touch.

There's lube in the console. (Can you tell I play sometimes when driving?).  I apply it and start to stroke.  The first few are fast and I grip my cock tightly because I'm desperate to get that wonderful feeling.  Then I slow down and take it kinda slow, enjoying the feel of my firm shaft and swollen glans with each pass of my hand. My cock's greedy mouth opens and closes as I work the head.  I switch hands every few strokes, the change adding to the sensations. 

After a while, I divert my gaze from my penis to look around.  There's another car there in the lot!  While taking care of my needs, I hadn't paid attention!  Hmm... The guy in it doesn't seem to be looking around.  He's in the passenger seat of his car.  He's looking down and I notice his shoulder moving rhythmically.  He's doing the same thing I am! Now, I watch him as I work my pulsing member.  It gives a spasm and a huge glob of precum flows out, slicking the shiny cock-head.  I look back over at the other car.  He's looking at me, his shoulder still moving as he beats his unseen cock.

Nothing is said, but understanding passes between us.  I nod.  He opens his car door and steps out. He's only wearing a rugby shirt and running shoes!  He glances around, then walks toward my car, his thick cock bouncing and swinging hypnotically.  He opens the passenger door and slides in.  As he does so, his raging hard dick flaps against his belly, leaving a trail of precum.  I start stroking my cock again and he joins me.  His rhythm a bit faster.  I can't wait. I reach over and take hold of him.  His precum is lube enough as I slide my hand up and down his straining shaft and flaring cock head.  

After a few strokes, he moans and begins to buck his hips just a bit.  He takes hold of me and works my cock, up and down, then twisting it lightly, giving me new shivers of pleasure.  I lean over and take him in my mouth.  The big, shiny mushroom head fills my mouth as I suck a while, then take it out to lick the precum that is practically flowing out of the deep cleft of his meatus. I tickle him with my tongue around the glans and up and down the thick bulge of his urethra.  I work my tongue into his cock mouth as deeply as I can and he grunts with pleasure.  "Wait," he says.  "I don't want to cum yet." 

I straighten up.  Before I can start working my on penis, he leans over and begins returning the oral favor.  I shiver as he surrounds my cock's head with his lips, then thrusts his tongue into my gaping cock's mouth.  He sucks the head as he strokes the shaft with quick hard motions.  "Damn.... Damn...,." is all I can say.   I'm getting close.  I gently pull him off me.  "I want to see you cum," I tell him.

Nothing more is said.  We each lean back and jerk our hard, needy cocks for a while.  His stroking increases a bit and he arches his back, thrusting his hips up.  He lets out a long, breathy moan as his pumping slows and he bunches his balls in one hand and circles his cock's base with the other.  It spasms, again and again, releasing a strong flow of creamy cum on his crotch and belly.  He relaxes down into the seat.  At the sight of that, I can't hold back.  I begin to pump faster.  "Wait", he says.  He scoops some of his cum into his left hand.  He reaches over and takes my penis in his hand, smearing his warm cum on it.  Then he begins to stroke me, not too fast - just enough for the slippery, warm cum to make me nearly crazy.  I moan deeply as my release comes.  I feel my cock throbbing in his grip as I spew my own semen over his hand, each spasm making my cock's head flare to nearly bursting.  

We sit for a few moments in relaxed quiet.  We clean up a bit and he slides out.  I watch him as he purposely walks in front of my car, his spent, shiny penis swinging, half-hard as he passes.  He goes around to the driver's side and, as he opens the door I get one more look at that lovely cock as he gets in.  He drives away, apparently still only dressed in a shirt.  I wonder if he'll have other adventures like this today.