Good Samaritan ? (part 1)
The weather was atrocious, well it was England! The rain was hacking down as I drove towards that works anniversary party. It was winter and dark and I was wishing now that I had stayed home and watched TV. The heater on this old car wasn't working too good and I wasn't even sure where I was as I was just mindlessly following the map on my phone app.
Well, maybe it won't be too bad and I may enjoy myself. I might meet someone if I am lucky. Here I am in my 50s, divorced and haven't had sex for ages. I am a good looking slim guy, regular gym guy and people say I am good looking but I am terribly bad at chatting up women. What is concerning me is that recently I have been watching a lot of porn and wanking myself silly ! Moreover, now in bed at night I have been having thoughts of gay sex.
I should be there in about 20 minutes . Oh what's that noise from the engine? its spluttering ! A quick look at the petrol gauge and I can see the problem what the bloody problem is! I am out of petrol! oh no! this is the stuff of nightmares !
The car came to a stop. In the rain and darkness I realised I was on a country road miles from anywhere. I picked up my phone and decided to call my car recovery service luckily I had recently renewed my policy. I realised it would be slightly embarrassing admitting such a idiotic mistake for a man my age but I had no choice. Eventually I got through to them but just as I was telling them what the situation was and before I could give my location my phone went dead. I couldn't believe it! The battery was dead. Could things get any worse ?
I got out of the car and pulled my collar up to the rain and decided to walk and hopefully find a phone or a petrol station or even someone who could help me. I walked about half a mile and was getting totally soaked when a car pulled up and I realised the driver had seen my car and seen me walking and put two and two together. Thank God ! In the darkness I heard the window go down and he asked if I was ok and did I need a lift ? I was delighted at this 'Good Samaritan' and eagerly jumped into his car. He said he was on his way to his friends place and I use the phone there. In the darkness of the car I could see he looked a very well built guy about 50ish.
As we drove along I was nervously talking too much and saying how grateful I was to him . He was taking all sorts of left and right turns and I was well and truly lost but glad that I was in a warm car and soon I could get this nightmare behind me.
He didn't say much but suddenly he asked "how grateful are you?".
I was a puzzled and wondered where this was leading.
"sorry what do you mean?"
He said "well you said you were grateful didn't you? So how grateful are you?"
I replied "well you know , very grateful as its so cold and wet and I don't have a bloody clue where I am" followed by my stupid nervous laugh.
Suddenly he pulled the car over and stopped, turned to me and said ""Show me how grateful you are by wanking my cock or get out of my car "
Suddenly I realised my predicament. It wasn't an invitation it was an order. He expected me to do it. I was stunned.
"oh I have never done that!" I blurted out !
Of course in my imagination I had done it many times whilst wanking myself under the sheets at night but I had never actually done anything with a guy in real life. I had often fantasised about men's cocks but never had the actual courage to do anything about it. Very occasionally women had come on to me and a couple of men over the years had approached me but I was too much of a coward to take it further.
His tone changed and he said "well do it OR get the fuck out of my car you ungrateful cunt! "
He sounded really menacing and I realised at that point I would have to do it. I kept in shape but this guy was much bigger than me. I didn't have a clue where I was or even what direction my car was now! He saw me hesitate and he knew he had me.
I heard his zip going down and he pulled his cock out. He told me to wank him. He put the interior light on and I leaned over to reach his cock and I hesitantly touched it and was sort of scared as I had never even touched a mans cock before apart from my own of course. His cock was hot and semi hard and quite thick ( well thicker than mine anyway ). As I wrapped my fingers around his cock it became very hard and was much bigger than mine. He was a big guy physically and he had a big uncut cock. I couldn't help but stare at it in the glow of the light. I started to wank him for a while. He was sitting back clearly enjoying it. I was sort of fascinated that I was doing it and how it pleased him. It felt nice in my hand. I felt a stirring in my trousers but tried to ignore it.
He said " that's it now show me how really grateful you are". I was a bit confused as I didn't understand what he meant but then I realised ! He grabbed my head and pulled my head down towards his cock. I tried to resist but he was much bigger and stronger than me. I was a bit scared as I never sucked a mans cock before.
He forcefully said " look suck it to please me or get the fuck out of my car!".
I have always been a bit of a pushover with bossy guys and I just gave up resisting. His big hard cock went right into my mouth. It felt really weird. Hard but soft , warm and a bit wet at the tip which I think was precum. It had a manly smell which wasn't unpleasant and I detected soap so I think he had just showered.
I was also mixture of emotions. Obviously I felt I was being used but also I felt strangely wanted. I was physically cold and wet but glad to be in a warm car and in his warm lap. I hoped he would like it and therefore help me to get out of the situation with my car so in a strange way I wanted to please him even though I was being forced. I thought well once I have done this he will be happy and he will help me.
In the darkness with my mouth on his cock I felt him undo his trousers and he lifted his hips and pushed them down. He told me to lick and suck his balls. I had never even imagined doing that with a guy. But I moved my head further down to find his balls. I was amazed at the size of his balls as mine were small in comparison. He had me alternating between licking and sucking his balls and licking and sucking his cock . I realised I had to do a good job to please him so he would help me. So I did what I would like being done to me. Suddenly his cock started pulsing and I feel his balls tightening and I could hear his breathing getting more intense and I realised he was going to cum.
The thought of his cum in my mouth scared me as I didn't know what it would be like and I might throw up or something so I tried to pull my mouth away but he held my head in place.
"take my load you dirty slag " he shouted out and suddenly a huge amount of cum went gushing down my throat. I thought I was going to choke. I didn't know what to do.
" Swallow it you stupid bitch !". I did as I was told trying not to gag at the thought of his cum. He told me to clean his cock with my tongue which I also did though the thought of it made me want to gag.
He then pulled a tissue out of his pocket and wiped his cock and my mouth. He then said something strange which was unexpected. He complimented me!
" well done ! you were very good at that ". It felt strange as he had been very intimidating and now was sort of friendly. What was also strange was that I felt a sort of pride that I had pleased him! Stop it I thought ! this guy just forced me to suck him off !! My emotions were all over the place.
He pulled his trousers back up and started the car and we drove on in silence to what I guessed was his friends home. It was a modern detached country house with a gravel drive up to the door . We got out and walked over the gravel drive to the front door and he rang the doorbell. Suddenly the door opened and they both greeted one another and he explained that I needed to use the phone. Soon my ordeal would be over !
The owner said his name was Simon and invited us both in. I was still soaked from the rain and Simon said I could use the towel in the bathroom upstairs to dry my hair and he took my coat. I was glad to get into the bathroom to be on my own and gather my thoughts also I wanted to wash my mouth out as I could still taste his spunk. I hoped I might find some mouthwash or similar in there too. I took my time and of course had given up any idea of getting to the party. I would phone the car recovery service and get home and put this disastrous night behind me and no one would ever know.
As I came back downstairs and went into the lounge I got a good look at the guy who had used me in his car. He was a well built guy with a rough beard and probably worked out regularly which I could see by the size of his chest and arms. I realised he would have beat me to a pulp if I angered him. He was sitting in an armchair with a smug look on his face. Simon was also a big guy and so I was a bit intimidated by both of them.
Simon pushed a drink into my hand .
"Get that done yer ! " he commanded. "It will warm you up"
"oh thanks very much " I replied. It was brandy and it was strong ! I never drink brandy but I thought it would be rude to refuse his hospitality. Besides it might just help blot out what had just happened in the car.
He told me to sit on the sofa and said there was no hurry. He said he would phone the car recovery company and get them to collect me from his place and take me back to the car. I gave him my membership card which I always kept in my phone wallet and he went into the hall and I heard him chatting on the phone. He returned to the room saying they would be about an hour. He refilled my glass and said I should take my shoes off and he would put them on a radiator to dry . He also invited me to take any of my damp clothes off if I wished . I looked across at the guy who had abused my mouth and thought better of doing that.
" oh thanks but they aren't too bad" I replied.
Simon came and sat next to me on the sofa . He kept chatting about all sorts of things and he kept topping up my glass and I felt a bit light headed with the events of the night, no food since much earlier in the day and then the copious amounts of strong drink. I felt my head rolling a bit and my eyes getting heavy. I was worried because I had to drive soon. After a while Simons tone suddenly changed as he said
" my friend Jeff tells me you showed him how grateful you were to him in the car ".
I felt my face flush as I was surprised and stunned he had been told.
He continued " I think you should be very grateful to me as well don't you ?"
I realised what he wanted and that he wanted to use my mouth again. He stood up in front of me and undid his trousers and pulled down his underpants and out flopped a big cock. Jeff was sitting in an armchair watching and smirking. I realised at that moment that while I was in the bathroom they had been talking and planning this. Simon grabbed my head and pulled it onto his cock and I felt it grow in my mouth. It was very thick and also uncut and I could feel the veins on it as my head was moved back and forth as he gripped my head in his big hands. I could see his friend wanking as he sat in the armchair with a smirk on his face. I was hoping as soon as Simon had cum I could get out of there.
However, Simon then told me to take my clothes off and I realised this was not going to be over any time soon. As I took my underpants off I realised I had a semi hard on. They both noticed it and laughed saying that I must be enjoying it. I didn't know what to say as I could not explain it . Maybe some part of me was aroused by this attention I was receiving. I had not had sex for so long. In fact it had been a few years. All my masturbation fantasies used to be about women and now more and more they were involving men. However, before I had a chance to think I was pushed back onto the sofa and he told me to lay flat on my back and he sat across my chest.
He got into position so his cock and balls were on my chin . I couldn't move and he plopped his balls in my mouth and ordered me to pleasure him the way I had Jeff. Of course I did and then he propped a cushion up under my head and fucked my mouth making me choke on his cock. My eyes were streaming and I was gagging . I was terrified I would be sick on his sofa and he would go mad at me. However, he seemed to withdraw his cock when he knew I would throw up. He seemed to enjoy seeing me suffer. He sat across me and looked down and said really degrading things to me . He called me a filthy slag, a slut, a dirty bitch etc. and said they were going to use me hard. He took great pleasure in spitting in my face. First it was one ordinary spit then he laughed as he slowly dripped his spit into my face and mouth.
Jeff came over then and pointed out that my cock was hard and that meant I must be enjoying it. My head was swimming and my emotions were all over the place. I heard a phone camera clicking away. This was just the start of an evening I would never forget
(to be continued)