See if Jimmy wants to Smoke

I decided to drive the fates in my favor and text Jimmy. I got into the front seat of my car as I fished my phone out of my pocket and started to search for his number. I started to worry about what to say. I wanted to entice him into it but not come off overtly ****. I stared at the empty message window. I looked up at my garage and then suddenly felt my phone vibrate.

“You wanna smoke?”

It was Jimmy. I stared down at the message in my phone, completely awe struck.

“Bitch.”

Followed closely after his first send. I chuckled to myself and turned on my car. I plugged in my phone for music and felt it vibrate again.

“Meet me down at McGriffin Park, park down near the old little league fields.”

He knew I was coming regardless, and I knew exactly where he was referencing. I put my car in reverse and sped off towards the fields. A few minutes later I was pulling into the main entrance of the park, driving passed the main parking lots, fields, gazebos, concession stands, restrooms, and then finally to the little league fields in the back. Behind one of the bleachers that the parents sat in was an overflow parking lot that was never really used and remained just grass behind the bleachers. I pulled up next to Jimmy’s white BMW as it was parked looking out onto the field.

I got into his car and was hit with the familiar intoxicating smell of Jimmy’s cologne and weed. Jimmy looked on as I melted into his passenger seat. He was wearing a pair of grey sweatpants today that left very little to the imagination, and he had to know it. He confirmed as such by grabbing it mid-shaft and adjusting it’s placement down his pant leg. “I’ve been thinking about that ass all night, I thought I’d keep it easy access for today.” he grabbed it again while he stared at me. He moved the blunt to his mouth, lit it and took a deep inhale. I watched him as he inhaled, when the blunt left his lips he turned his attention to me with a new look on his face I’ve never seen from him before. Before I knew it his hands rushed towards my head and grabbed my face. He pulled me abruptly towards his face, stopping inches before touching, “Open your mouth.” he demanded still holding the inhale deep in his lungs, as I hesitated. “Open it. Open your fucking mouth.” Jimmy gave my cheek a light slap as I opened my mouth and he began to shotgun his inhale into my mouth. I sucked in hard, as the smoke he exhaled found it’s way directly into my mouth. When Jimmy saw the smoke finished he place his mouth promptly over mine and began to lightly attack my mouth. It was much calmer than his animalistic rage invasions. I think it was the weed. Jimmy had seemed overall more mellow, the small smack aside. Jimmy removed himself from my mouth and stared back at me with slightly heavy eyelids. “Did you start without me? You’re practically glazed over already.” He let go of me and slumped back into his seat, “You took awhile, and then I started to rub my cock over my sweatpants and the material felt amazing.” Jimmy rubbed his cock again while taking another inhale from the blunt. He tilted his head back against the headrest, I leaned over and felt for the seat control on the side of his seat and lowered his back until it was almost flat, “Why don’t we get you nice and relaxed then?” I tried to entice him, Jimmy moaned in approval.

Jimmy went for another hit of the blunt while putting his left hand behind his head. As he went to remove it from his mouth I grabbed his right wrist and guided his hand to my mouth to take the blunt. I inhaled deep, held the smoke deep in my lungs, and took Jimmy’s thumb into my mouth. I sucked on it hard as Jimmy moaned again biting his lip. I watched as his cock started to slightly rise in his loose sweatpants. I continued sucking his thumb, while my free hand rubbed his hardening cock under its warm cotton confines. Jimmy adjusted himself as I watched his muscles constrict and contract with his movements. I finally released the hit built up in my lungs and returned the blunt to Jimmy, who removed his left hand from behind his head to now traveling all over his body, knowing I was watching him. Wanting him. I sat mesmerized watching Jimmy wriggle around in the front seat, inhaling from the blunt again, running his other hand up his arm, fondle one of his huge pecs and then journey down over his well defined abs. From his sheer size ever shirt he wore was almost stretched to its limits, his arms were always my go to but watching him run his hands over his abs on top of the thin t-shirt, blowing out his hit his fingers found their way under the seam of his shirt as he began to lift it towards his chest.

Jimmy managed to stretch his shirt to reveal his torso and half his chest. My attention went immediately to his exposed nipple as he brushed over it pulling up his shirt. I grabbed the blunt, and put it into my mouth then reached for Jimmy's nipple. I placed my hand right underneath Jimmy's pec, feeling the pure heft of it on top of my hand as I rubbed my thumb over his nipple, feeling it start to stiffen. Jimmy moaned. I began to properly fondle Jimmy's pec always returning my thumb to his nipple after a few beats. Jimmy was gyrating the rest of his body as if my massage on his pec was moving through him. Seeing the advantage I decided to put my free hand onto Jimmy's increasing bulge.

"This feels so fucking good" Jimmy moaned in a slower than normal cadence, "Keep rubbing it just like that." I continued my **** on Jimmy's chest with one hand as my other began rubbing the full length of Jimmy's impressive bulge as it snaked down his pant leg. A small meek "fuck" escaped my lips as I was rubbing. I felt myself turn oddly embarrassed and shot my attention immediately at Jimmy's face. An all too well known smile crept across Jimmy's face, this time just slower than before. I knew he was thinking something, but the weed was definitely inhibiting the general dominance that Jimmy typically exudes. To be clear, I could tell he was still as dominant as ever, he was just on a more serene level, focusing and enjoying in the moment. He took the last hit from the blunt, and was about to exhale when I knew I had to try something. I leaned over and moved my face in front of his and opened my mouth, indicating I wanted to shotgun his exhale. A devilish look came across Jimmy's face as he puckered his lips and began to blow the smoke into my mouth. I watched until he was done and before he closed his mouth I rushed mine onto his. I used my first breath to enjoy as much as I could, thinking Jimmy might push me off, but instead when I inhaled he threw his hand to the back of my hand and drew me into his mouth as his tongue attacked mine during my retreat. I hardened my groping on his pec and his growing bulge; he had moved both his hands to the sides of my face covering my ears and running his fingers through my hair tugging every now and then. This was like a completely different Jimmy than I had known. He was still assertive but it was softer, calmer. I assumed for someone like Jimmy this was as 'gentle' as he was going to get.

I was thoroughly enjoying feeling up Jimmy's body and this intense making out, we both barely came up for air and just kept trying to pull the other deeper in. I started to feel his cock almost now at full mast, I moved my hand from his bulge to his waistband and he inhaled sharply as I felt a smile form on his lips. I tried as hard as I could not to but pushed back from him a bit, shockingly he immediately let go but quickly questioned, "Why did you stop?" he said, almost disappointingly. "Let me take it out and give you a proper handjob." In place of his standard guttural growl, Jimmy emitted an entirely different sound, it was still guttural but the intense growl that you knew meant you were going to be absolutely devoured by him, was now a completely different sound altogether. Jimmy almost purred.