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The Rest Stop (Intro)

About ten years ago (I was 55 y/o), I was driving from Maine to Rhode Island. Coming into New Hampshire there is a Rest Stop with a men's room and a coffee shoppe. I stopped in and as I was walking to the door I noticed a guy walking a little ahead of me. He had an incredible ass and beefy leg muscles that always gets me wondering. I wanted to get a look at his face and hopefully be able to catch a peek at his crotch. Sometimes I can see the outline of a man’s cock hanging down and even make out the shape and size of his cock’s crown. When I reached the door, the guy (40 or 45 y/o), opened the door and held it for me. I felt like a woman. I was milling around inside trying to catch a peek of his crotch but it didn’t work. So I went to piss.

I no sooner got to the urinal when he came in and stood at the urinal right next to me. I have a tiny dick and I was very good at hiding my shame. So I stood close to the urinal. He stood back four or five inches. I could see the palm of his hand holding up his cock and there must have been another two or three inches hanging down. He started pissing and I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. As I tried to watch out of the corner of my eye he said, “WHAT? Do you like it or something?” I thought I was in trouble. He caught me looking. So I said, “No. I was just wondering.”

He asked, “Wondering about WHAT?” He sounded angry at me. I had no choice. I had to confess that I had a tiny dick and I always wonder what it would feel like to have a big, thick cock. He told me to show him what I got, so I backed up. He chuckled at me and called it a “button!” I washed my hands and as I was leaving I heard him say, “See ya button boy.”

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I went to get a coffee and saw him walking out. As I walked to my car I noticed a pick up truck moving slowly and following me. It was the same guy. He moved his pick up truck next to my driver’s side door and looked at me standing. His truck was high and all I could see was his face and neck. It was awesome. He tried making small talk and asking questions like, “Where are coming from and headed to?” I was so stimulated by him that I was quivering. He thought I was shivering and said, “Why don’t you get in. It’s warmer in here.” So I went around his truck and had to use the step to climb in.

I closed the door and looked over at him. He had his belt unbuckled and his cock and balls were exposed. He asked, “Still wondering?” I was wondering and said, “Yeah. Kind of.” He asked if I had ever touched a big cock before? I confessed and told him that growing up a lot of high school guys in my neighborhood use to make me give them blow jobs. Lots of those guys had big cocks. Mine is tiny. When I jerk off I had to use only two fingers and my thumb. Those guys were much bigger and I could use my full hand and there was more left over. The guy waved his soft cock a few times and when I looked at it he asked, “You want to touch it?” I was afraid to make the first move, so he grabbed my wrist and placed my hand on his shaft. His cock was warm and his body heat felt comforting to me. I wrapped my fingers around it just to feel its strength and what it would be like to have one like his.

He wanted me to tell him about giving blow jobs to guys. I told him it was a long time ago and I forgot what a big cock feels like and tastes like. It didn’t take him long to place his hand behind my head and guide my mouth to his cock. I gave him a blow job.

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The guy flipped one leg over my head and put his foot on the headrest behind me. He leaned back on his door and stretched out his other leg. At first he was moaning. He flinched every time my lips hit the rim of his cock. He was sensitive there. Half way through he took my hand off of the base of his cock and said, “No more hands. You said you wanted to give me a blow job. Not a hand job.” So I slid my hands under his ass cheeks and I could feel his ass muscles. They would tighten every time his cock flinched. It made me want to cum off so badly. When he reached climax he started complimenting me and encouraging me to, “Keep going. You are going to get it. That’s it. Good. Good.” His cum started gushing and I swallowed as he was cumming off. When he finished, I went to lean up but he held me down. Telling me to “Keep wondering for a few minutes.” I held him in tightly and sucked gently until he was soft and empty.

As I sat up he noticed that my pants were very wet. I had cum off as his ass muscles tightened during his climax. I couldn’t help it. So he told me, “You are more of a sissy girl than you think. Only women can cum off when sucking a cock.” As I was getting out of his truck he said, “No wonder they all wanted you.” and he handed me his email address. “Drop me a message next time you are wondering”, and he called me “Wonder boy.” I heard him chuckle as I closed the door. _____________

Two weeks later my heart almost stopped beating and my stomach went into immediate spasms when I saw him standing at the counter talking to my wife. He told me he lived in Connecticut. …

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