I had been driving since 6:30 this morning and making good time. Driving alone on a road trip is certainly easier than driving with friends or family. I stopped on a regular basis for gas, a snack, and an occasional rest break. It was now around 9:00 pm. and I was getting tired. I also needed to use the restroom. The sign up ahead said "Rest area 4 miles." Great, I thought. I'll take care of my business, stretch my legs, and refill my water bottle.
The rest areas I had been stopping in were overall clean and safe. There were typically multiple vehicles in the well-lit parking lot, from car travelers like me to over-the-road truckers. I turned on my signal and exited to the right. The first thing I noticed was that this parking lot was empty. A little unusual, I thought, but nothing to be concerned about. Most travelers were likely already at their hotels or destinations. I parked my car near the main building and got out, taking a moment to stretch.
I loved road trips, always have. There was something about the open road that appealed to me. Numerous times in my life I had thought I should have been a truck driver.
Finishing my stretching routine, I grabbed my water bottle and headed inside. I made a quick stop by the water fountain for a cool sip. Thankfully it was nice and cold, very refreshing. And with that I headed for the men's room.
The door opened silently. As I entered I heard voices. I stopped in my tracks as my ears perked up. I heard two voices, both of them sounding like adolescent boys.
"Dude, are you freaking serious?" exclaimed one.
"Can't help it, man. I am so fucking horny," replied the other.
"You could at least use a stall," said boy number one.
"You don't have to watch," said boy number two. "Shit!" he continued. "I could really use a blowjob."
Feeling more emboldened than usual, possibly due to lack of sleep, I stepped around the partition at the entrance. Immediately I came face to face with a blond teenager, shorter than me with brown eyes. His eyes grew big as he realized they were not alone. I quickly brought my finger to my lips to shush him, smiling the whole time. He remained silent. I peeked around the corner and saw his friend, a young guy with black hair, standing at a urinal with his pants around his knees, clearly masturbating.
"Damn, I want my cock sucked!" he said again. At this point I stepped around the corner to the urinals.
"How bad do you want it sucked?" I piped up. The poor kid nearly shit himself. He clumsily tried to shove his erection back into his pants while covering himself, losing his balance and nearly falling to the ground in the process. Yes, I can be an asshole.
"Relax, kid, I'm just messing with you." I proceeded to step forward to a urinal, needing to go pretty badly. As I took care of my business, the two boys stood there in silence. I suspect they were too embarrassed to say anything or even leave. After finishing I zipped up and headed to the sink to wash my hands.
"So," I said, "you want your cock sucked, huh?" The boys looked at each other and smiled sheepishly. "Well," I said to the black-haired kid, "do you want your cock sucked or not?"
After a moment he responded, "Yeah." Not a talker, I thought to myself. But in his defense I had caught him red handed.
"Tell you what," I said, "if you want to join me in one of these stalls, I'll suck your cock." His eyes grew big and his mouth opened slightly. "I'm being serious, kid. I love sucking cock, and I've never sucked a teenage boy before. How old are you, by the way?"
"Fourteen," he replied. My cock perked up.
"How about you?" I said to the blonde.
"Fourteen," he answered. Wow, I thought. Here I am trying to suck the cocks of two fourteen-year-old boys. I'd better take this slow.
"I'd love to suck you guys off, but I could get in a shitload of trouble for it. If you'd like to get blown, I'll do it. If you don't, just say so and I'll leave right now and you'll never see me again," I said.
Both boys looked at each other. The raven-haired one cocked his head slightly and shrugged his shoulders. The blonde just smiled.
"Okay," he finally said. I smiled at his decision, knowing that we would both enjoy the experience. I learned that the blonde guy was Steven, the black-haired guy was Chris. Both were handsome young guys, as most teen boys are at that age. They had that cuteness of boyhood and the developing maturity of manhood. Ahh, I mused, the beauty of boys in puberty. And with that I walked down the row of stalls.
"Mister?" said Chris. I stopped and turned. "There's a family restroom out there. It's more private and no one can walk in on us." Smart kid, I thought. I agreed with him and we all headed out to the main lobby. Sure enough there it was off to our right. Chris and I walked off toward the family restroom while Steven loitered behind by the water fountain.
We closed the door behind us and Chris stood there looking at me as if for direction. I made sure the door was locked properly then walked toward the back of the small room and took a seat on the toilet. I motioned for Chris to join me. As he walked up in front of me I reached out and started unbuttoning his pants, and seconds later unzipping them. No resistance from Chris. Good.
I pulled his jean shorts down to his knees revealing a pair of red briefs. I could tell by the tightness in the front that his young cock was eager to be free. Being the freedom-minded man I am, I obliged him, grasping the waistband with my fingers and pulling them down as well.
As his red briefs came down his teenage cock sprung free nearly hitting me in the face. I looked up at Chris and we both laughed. I took a moment to examine his youthful cock. He was of decent length, I'd guess five inches. Not bad for a 14-year-old, I thought. His cock jutted almost straight out, pointing directly to my mouth. Chris took it in his hand and wiggled it slightly, teasing me. He stood there before me, a look of anticipation on his face. I didn't make him wait.
Leaning forward I placed my hands on his butt cheeks and put my mouth on his rod. I slid my lips up and down him slowly, savoring the texture, flavor, and scent of this young stud. He smelled good, a heady mixture of teen boy, cock, and scrotum. His delightful aroma made my head spin.
I began working his purple head, thoroughly slathering it with my tongue. Chris exhaled slowly, "ohhh." I continued to massage him with my tongue while making long strokes up and down his shaft. I started tasting Chris' precum almost immediately and knew that he was enjoying this as much as I was. This kid was unbelievably hard, his dick pulsing with energy.
I continued my oral stimulation of his member: lick, slide down, slide up, repeat. I was clearly driving this kid wild. He continuously emitted a stream of groans under his breath: "Ohh. Ahh. Mmm." And I could tell this wasn't going to last much longer. Knowing this I picked up the pace, sliding along his shaft, lapping his glans like a thirsty dog.
Chris started to tremble, his hips beginning to thrust gently forward toward my mouth. Suddenly his entire body went rigid as he began moaning, "Ohh! Ohh! Argh! Argh! Ahhh!!" as he sprayed into my mouth like a fire extinguisher. Hot spurts of teenage semen jetted into me, an erupting teenage geyser of splooge. In his excitement his shots hit my throat, the roof of my mouth, even my cheeks. This kid doused my mouth with his teenage jizz. Not that I'm complaining. I had never tasted cum from a 14-year-old guy, and it was everything I imagined it would be!
Eventually Chris' orgasm waned and is dick went limp. I gave him one more good stroke with my lips and one more wicked lash of my tongue before releasing him. He looked down at me with an enraptured look on his face as he pulled his pants back up.
"Send Steven in," I said as I gave him a pat on the ass. He turned and left, pulling the door closed behind him.
A moment later the door opened slowly and Steven entered, hesitantly, I noticed. He walked in, closing and locking the door behind him.
"Hey, kid," I said. "You want your cock sucked?" He nodded his head and smiled, walking towards me.
"Chris said you were amazing," he said, his brown eyes reflecting his smile. He looked at me with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation. Reaching out, I put my hand around his butt, gently pulling him toward me.
Once in front of me, I grabbed the waistband of his basketball shorts and eased them off. Steven was wearing blue and white boxer-style briefs. The garment hugged his body like I longed to, the snugness highlighting every contour of his teenage pride. I love the look of teen boys in tight briefs, especially the way they accentuate their development manhood.
After taking in the sight, I reached out and pulled down Steven's briefs, exposing his developing teenage boyhood before me. Damn, this kid was hot! I estimated his cock at about five inches as well. Again, decent for a kid his age. Unlike Chris, Steven's pole jutted upward at a 45-degree angle, pointing its way to the ceiling. Not wanting to waste any more time, I leaned forward and made my move.
I slid my lips over his head and down his shaft, taking him in all the way to the base, burying my nose in his pubes. I slobbered all over his prick, coating it with a wet layer of saliva. I continued to dive deep on this young guy, determined to give him the blowjob of his young life. For his part Steven gasped and began moaning lowly, "Ohh. Ohh. Ohh," as his lithe body rocked gently back and forth.
I pulled back and focused my attention solely on his head, stroking it lovingly with my tongue. Each sensuous lap brought another moan from the young lad, as well as a steady flow of precum. This kid was leaking his fluid freely, giving me a constant taste of his essence. And taste him I did!
Steven's eyes were closed and is head lolled lethargically from side to side. His mouth was slightly open and his lips quivered. He was in another world, completely caught up in the sexual haze I was creating. He exhaled continuous moans of pleasure -- "Ohh, yeah. Ohh, dude, yeah." Hearing his adolescent voice groan like this made me even hotter, which made me suck more intensely. I ever so slowly increased my pace with the intent of bringing him to an intense climax.
Steven's breathing began coming in ragged gasps as his moans became louder. His body began trembling as his muscles tensed up. Just then his hips thrust forward as he moaned loudly, "Oh, God! Oh, God! Yes! Yes! Aarrgghh!!" Once again I felt and tasted multiple spurts of fresh teen cum. Steven blew his load with vigor, coating the inside of my mouth with his creamy essence. I sucked more vigorously, not wanting to waste a drop of this kid's adolescent fluid. And I didn't.
As Steven came down from his orgasm, I sucked him dry, not stopping until he was totally soft. Like Chris before him, I gave his cock one final firm suck, making sure I drained him completely. A teen boy's sexual emissions should never be wasted. Steven looked down at me with an exhausted smile on his face, a look of complete satisfaction.
"Dude," was all he could say. "Dude."
I followed him out of the restroom over to where Chris was standing. This had been a blast, but I needed to get on with my trip. I thanked the guys for their efforts, and they thanked me for giving them a good cum. I refilled my water bottle and headed back to my car. My last thought was a wish that every interstate rest area provided such refreshment!
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