Late night chat-room cruising and a weird SUV

I wasn’t a big drinker at the time…. (how things change) and my work schedule was a little strange and I often didn’t go to work much before 2pm, which meant that I was often up late cruising and getting laid (the blissful voyage of discovery for every 26 year old gay man) and then in the mornings I was either in the mountains climbing or biking.

Cruising late at night doesn’t usually expose you to a lot of variety and I had my regular fuck buds who could be counted on to either give me their ass willingly or fuck my brains out.

One cutie of a guy, a few years younger than me, he used to love setting up little scenarios before coming over to fuck. Sometimes it would be as simple as lube and rubbers on the stairs, or me in the shower and he would join me and fuck a load into me, other times he would tie me up and make me beg for him stop.

One of my other regulars was about the same age as me, worked out a lot, had an amazing body and nice thick 8” cock.

This was about 2002 or so and if you are old enough to remember (and from North America), there was a particular Pontiac SUV crossover on the market called the Pontiac Aztec.

Google it if you have to. It appears on several “worst vehicle” lists out there and it was honestly one of the weirdest vehicles I can remember.

It had this folding tail-gate at the back that came with an optional attachable tent.

All-in-all just a really weird looking SUV but this is what my friend drove and I initially never knew his particular circumstances but he always insisted that we meet somewhere in public and he would drive. 

On a few occasions he would pick me up at my Condo but for the most part he would say, meet at the top of the reservoir at 1:30am in the parking lot, or something like that.

Even though his weird little car had this tent attachment, we never actually used it and more often than not, I would find myself in the back seat with my legs up around my head and his thick cock dumping a load into my guts.

We met up a lot the one summer, seemed to be every Friday and Saturday night and as I got to know him a little he confided that he felt trapped in a relationship and was reliant on really strong anti-depressants.

Occasionally after we would fuck, I would get an online note saying that he felt really bad for cheating on his boyfriend and that we would never do this again.

Inevitably though, I’d see him in the chat room and voila, before too long I was opening up the back door of his ridiculous SUV so he could enter my back door (get it?).

When he was recovering from his periods of depression, the sex was actually off the chain. 

Sometimes we would fuck two or three times in a row in his car and I suspect that not only was he on an anti-depressant but possibly some other stuff that turned him into a little energizer bunny.

He almost always told me to be pre-lubed and ready to get dick which I always obliged.

He would bend me over the seat standing in the door, have me straddle him in the front seat, fucked me with my legs splayed onto the hood of the vehicle with the headlights shining and so on, always in or on this ridiculous little SUV that was painted a bright burnt orange colour.

Whenever he did pick me up, I would get in the passenger seat and his cock would be rock hard sticking out of his jeans so as he drove I would get to work sucking.

More than once I got a mouthful of his jizz before we even parked and within minutes he would be boned again and fucking my ass before depositing his nutt in my well-fucked hole.

We carried on like this for about a year, always late in the evening and even became friendly and then he vanished from the chat rooms and I never spoke to him again.

Not certain his meds were properly prescribed and I guess now at a more mature age, I probably shouldn’t have fuelled his depression but then again, like I say, at 26 years of age, a boy gotta get the dick where and when he can right?

What is weird about this story for me is that I can remember his silly SUV like it was parked outside but I can't ever remember his name.