Up north

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Up North

It was a bloody cold night and there I was standing at the end of the service station waiting. The cheapest way to get up and down the country was to hitchhike. It wasn’t the first time I had hiked and it wouldn’t be the last.

I had been waiting for about 20 minutes when this guy stopped and wound down his window and asked me where I was headed.

“Up North” was my reply.

“Come on lad jump in” the guy said

I didn’t need any encouragement, I was freezing, I threw my Bergen on the back seat and slipped into the passenger seat, glad to be out of the cold.

“I can take you as far as Ripon, that’s where I get off the Motorway” he told me.

That was more than a stroke of luck to get taken so far North with one car. So I started to settle down and take in my surroundings. I was in a nearly new Japanese car and boy was heater doing overtime, it was boiling in the car. I took a quick look at my chauffeur; an old guy in his late fifties was my guess.

“So how come you are out this late he asked

I replied “I didn’t get as far as I thought I would”

As an afterthought I added “Do you always pick up people at such a late hour?”

“No not normally but I thought you looked like a nice chap, so I said to myself give the poor lad a ride” the guy said quietly.

We started talking about this and that, and noticed that the guy had his right hand on his crotch; it wasn’t moving so I didn’t think anything of it. He started to tell me about a lad that he had given a lift to the week before. Apparently this lad was so grateful for the ride he gave the old guy a blowjob.

Now this made me start to feel a little uncomfortable, and the heat in the car didn’t help me because I had to take of my coat because I was starting to sweat.

The old guy took this as an open invitation to start telling me all about his sexual conquests whilst travelling up and down this stretch of motorway.

What with the heat and his telling me of sex acts, it started to make me feel quite horny. Now this was extremely embarrassing for me, I had no inclination of becoming gay.

After a while the old guy asked how big my cock was. I just started to stutter and tell him that was none of his business when he put his hand on my crotch. Now, that made my cock go into overdrive. Not only was I scared shitless but I had that weird butterfly feeling in my stomach.

“Now that is a huge piece of meat you are hiding my lad” was his words that rasped out of his mouth.

Having this old guy touching my cock all be it through my jeans got me all hot and bothered. I didn’t know what to do. Should I hit him and tell him to fuck off. I decided against that, after all he was driving and I didn’t fancy him driving of the motorway so I just sat there mortified.

He started to rub his had up and down my cock, I told him that I really didn’t want him to do that.

“So why are you thrusting your hips up and down lad” he asked.

All of a sudden I realised he had got me going. My cock was harder than it had ever been. He stopped rubbing me and rummaged in his pocket and after a while pulled his hand out and then showed me what he had in his hand.

“I give you twenty quid if you’ll let me jack you off” he said

I don’t know what came over me; I didn’t say a word but just took the money out of his hand and lifted my butt and undid my jeans. I pulled them down to my knees and then showed the guy my hard cock in all its glory.

He started breathing heavily and took my cock in his hand and started to pull on my shaft. Up and down and not gently but pulled down so that my foreskin was pulled back painfully. He started to tickle my balls and pull on my cock simultaneously. It didn’t take long for me to realise that I was going to come very quickly.

He kept wanking me harder and harder. I pushed my hips up to meet his thrusting hand. And then I came, my orgasm was extremely powerful. I squirted loads and loads of sperm.

When I was finished he wiped me clean with a hanky which he then put in his pocket after he had smelt it.

All of a sudden he took the next exit, braked hard and told me to get the fuck out of his car. With that I got out and turned to watch how he drove away with abandon and my Bergen.

The end

story by: Jebbo



Tags: consensual sex first time true story gay reluctance sex story

Author: Jebbo



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