Suck on the cig — and something else

You decide that you definitely would benefit from calming your nerves. A good bit of weed might be just the thing you need. You light up one of the cigarettes and take a deep, long drag. The effect is immediate. You feel a pleasant warmth move through your body and your nervousness seems to melt away.

You let out a contented sigh. David grins at you. “Good stuff, isn’t it? I picked it up during our last Spring Break. Not sure what it’s mixed with, but it sure packs a punch, doesn’t it?”

You silently agree as you hungrily suck in some more of the sensational smoke. You suddenly think how foolish you were to be so nervous, especially with someone as nice as David. You look at him and admire his handsome profile. His attention is on the road, and he seems unaware of the way your eyes move approvingly over his muscular arms, broad shoulders, and athletic body.

You feel your buzz intensify. It’s almost as if you are having an out-of-body moment as you watch your hands move almost on their own volition. One of comes to rest on David’s shoulder, and the other makes its way between his legs. You don’t actually remember telling your hands to do this, but you certainly don’t object. It’s as if your body knows what you want and is responding before you get around to realizing how much you want it.

David turns toward you and smirks. “There’s the little cocksucker I’ve been waiting for. I figured you just needed to loosen up a bit!”

Loosening up is exactly what your hands are busy doing as they find their way to David’s belt. You open your mouth, feeling as if you should say something or ask permission or something. The words that come out of your mouth are not exactly the most eloquent you’ve ever spoken: “I just fucking want you in my mouth.”

The rapid rise of David’s bulge tells you that he wants the same thing you do. Between the fact that you are still getting used to this body and the fact that you are completely stoned by this point, your fingers fumble a bit, and it takes you longer than you would have liked to undo his pants. He keeps one hand on the steering wheel but is able to spare the other hand to help you pull his pants and underwear down far enough to free his erect cock.

You look out the window at the road in front of you. As if sensing your thoughts, David says, “Don’t worry… I’ll keep my eyes on the road. You just keep your mouth right here…” He takes hold of the back of your neck and guides you down between his legs. You get a moment’s view of his perfectly-shaped shaft before it disappears into your mouth.

You feel the car weave a bit as David moans his approval. That’s all it takes to get you going on a nice, thorough demonstration of your road head abilities. You bob your head up and down on his lap, massaging it with your tongue as you apply suction. David starts bucking his hips up and down to meet your face.

“Damn! Leave me something so I can finally try out that little hole of yours,” he says, making no effort to slow his pelvic thrusting.