#1883

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Yesterday on my drive home from work I was in heavy traffic. I noticed a guy in the car beside me was rubbing his crotch. I drive a pick up and can usually see down in the cars in the other lanes. Every time I was beside him, he would rub his cock through his pants. From the bulge it looked like he was packing. I am a 44 year old married guy that likes to have naked fun with men from time to time. He noticed me watching him and looked up at me. I licked my lips to let him know that I liked what I saw. Traffic moved and he pulled ahead of me, then my lane moved and I pulled back up beside him and he had his cock out stroking it. It was a really nice cock and my mouth started watering and I knew that I had to get it in my mouth.

He looked up at me again and I motioned for him to pull over. When the traffic moved he pulled in front of me and then turned into a parking lot. I followed with my heart racing, even though I have sucked well over 100 different cocks, I always get nervous when meeting a new cock. He parked and I drove in beside him, got out of my truck and got into his passengers seat.

His cock was standing straight up and was hard as a rock. Without a word being spoken I leaned over and took the head of his cock into my mouth. I could instantly taste his pre-cum. I worked the head over really good and then started taking him in. It only took me a few bobs and I had him all the way down my throat. He was moaning and groaning letting me know that I was doing a good job.

I had only been sucking him for about 5-6 minutes and I could feel his cock getting really hard and tight and knew he was about to blow. This made me want to feel his cock pulsing deep in my throat. I sped up my efforts and he started moaning really loud. I deep throated him as he started cumming. He shot 3 or 4 good squirts down my throat. I stayed there as long as I could, then pulled away and sucked the rest of his cum out of his softening cock. I made sure I got every drop and that his cock was clean as a whistle.

I sat back up, got out of his car, and back into my truck without either one of us saying a word.

As I drove home, I stroked my cock until I blew a load thinking about his seed swimming around in my belly.

So bad traffic can be a good thing.

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