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Wet Spots on the Road

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A drive by mutual left me surprised and happy.

Besides jacking in strange houses, school bathrooms, outdoors and everywhere else imaginable, I often have jacked while traveling. Here's one of those times, hitchhiking... One weekend I was hitchhiking to visit my girlfriend at another college. The highway passes a big army base, and I could count on rides from GI's, even though I obviously wasn't in the army. It was hot and dry and windy in the valley as I stood waiting for a ride. I was thinking about my girl, and I got a hard-on standing there, which I rubbed through my pocket when cars weren't around. At other times I would have gone behind a bush and satisfied myself, but I was saving the ultimate pleasure for my girl's pussy. A Mustang pulled over and a GI motioned me to get in. In a few seconds were smokin' down the road. We drove for an hour, talking little, but relaxed and friendly. He took an off-ramp, pulled into a convenience store, asked if I wanted anything and went in. He came out with sodas and a couple of magazines---Hustler and Playboy. "This is my regular stop before I go to the base," he explained as we pulled out to the highway again. He tossed me a Playboy to read. My hard-on returned, and I covered it with the magazine. In about ten minutes he slowed and pulled off the highway into a deserted dead-end dirt spot. "This is another regular stop," he said, "I gotta jack-off before I hit the base! If you don't like it, get out and walk around. If you like it, you can jack off with me." I was a little shocked, but then I figured, why not? I nodded "Ok" and he pulled down his pants to reveal a half-hard and pretty big cock with balls like an orange and just a little reddish hair on top. He grabbed the Hustler and started jacking himself. I was frozen for a second, but then he looked at me and said, "Go on, I ain't going to suck it or anything!" I undid my jeans and pulled them down to my knees. I might have been nervous, but my dick was stiff as a board. He ripped his eyes from the magazine and took in my cock. "Big enough, I guess," he said. I looked at the magazine and began to jack off, quietly, shyly. I wanted to watch his big cock and I fought with my eyes not to stare at him. Finally I got so hot and my whole dick and thighs and butt felt so good that I didn't much care about anything else and my head turned to his crotch, and we matched each other stroke for stroke until he groaned and our eyes glazed and cum came spilling out in big gobs. He looked over at me and his face darkened. "Aw shit, man, you got cum all over the magazine!" I looked up nervously at him and his face lit up and we broke into uncontrollable laughter. Before I could pull up my pants we were out on the highway again. "Go ahead," he said, "keep jackin' if you want." And so I did, all the way to the base. I didn't notice the entrance approaching, and had to squirm to pull my pants up before we got to the guardhouse, which made me turn bright red. As I grabbed my stuff he shoved the Playboy at me, "You keep the magazine, ok." He grinned. I waved him goodbye. I kept the magazine for a long time, and pulled it out for special occasions when I had that special urge to think of our dicks in the car, our hairy thighs on the car seat, in the hot sun, our underpants pulled down around our knees, and our hands covered in cum. And my girlfriend--she didn't get the first orgasm of the day, but she didn't complain. I was one hot and stiff and horny dude that night!

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