My First Kink

I was a very shy 19 year old and I had read about cruising for gay sex in magazines back in the late 80's but didnt know any place around that I could go to. One weekend after Thankgiving, I went to my hometown in West Virginia with my family. We were going to be celebrating Thankgiving with my Dads family that Sunday with a huge dinner after church. 

Being a perpetually horny 19 year old gay boy, I didnt care about dinner and family and I sure didnt want to go to church, but it meant a lot to my Grandpa. I just wanted my dick sucked and to suck one. Up to that point, i had only had sex with my 2 cousins. With one cousin, it was just mutual oral, and with the other cousin, it was full on everything, but in my mind, that kind of sex didnt count. I wanted to have sex with a real man. 

I had heard about the old Junior High school parking lot by the old football stadium where I went to school, and heard at night, homosexuals went there to have sex with each other. I heard this story from my Aunts talking to Mom telling her how nasty and perverted it was and how the police were trying to crack down on such deviant behavior. I just laughed to myself and thought "God! I've got to get up there!" 

I came up with a story that I was going to go see my friends and asked to borrow the car. My Dad shot me down because they were going to go visiting other family members and said we needed to get home and in bed because of church the following morning. "Dammit!" I thought. My Aunt spoke up and said I could use her car and Dad agreed. I told them I would be going to my best friends house and I'd probably be staying over, but that I would be home in time for church. They all agreed and off I went!

There was a bit of a nip in the air but not bad actually for a November WV night. I got to the cruising area and there were 3 cars parked there, so I drove on thru and left. I was nervous and excited but couldn't pull in just yet. I drove around a few times then pulled in and parked. I backed into the space so I could see better. I rolled down the window and could smell that familiar crisp fall air alm around. There was no moon out and with no street lamps around, it was very dark. I could see why gay men met up here. I wondered if they did it in their cars, or walked over into the old stadium or just did it right out in the open. All of it was hot to me and I was horny as ever with my cock pressing against my Jean's and leaking sweet pre cum. 

I quickly became bored because nothing was happening. I couldn't tell if anyone was in the other parked cars, and didn't know how to find out. I got out and walked over to the old stadium to take a piss and still, nothing happened. I was hoping a man would get out of one of the cars and come over, but nothing happened. I got back in the car and waited again, listening to music and playing with my dick. I had seen lights of several cars go by slowly but none of them pulled into the lot. I was about to give up and go see my best friend for real when lights appeared. They turned into the lot and I could see it was a light blue, old model Ford pickup truck. I waited and nothing happened. I was too shy to walk over to his truck door, so I drove around the circle and pulled back into my same space and I noticed his brake lights flashed. A couple seconds later they flashed again, so I tapped my brakes real quick. His brake lights flashed again, as if to answer me, and I hit mine again. After that, he pulled over to the spot beside me, and rolled down his window. He was older and hot. We made some small talk then got out of our cars and chatted more. He asked how old I was and I said 20, trying to seem older. He could tell I was young and shy. He said he was 49 and I quietly freaked out on the inside because he was older than my own Dad, but he looked great. He started rubbing on my chest and flicking my nipples. He loved how hard they were. His touch with his big rough hands felt like he was shooting electricity through my body. He took my hand and put it on his dick through his Jean's and it felt huge. I could feel it pulsating with every squeeze. He pulled up my shirt and began licking, sucking and nibbling on my nipples. It drove me wild. I had never felt it and it nearly sent me over the edge. I had to make him stop so I wouldn't cum. 

He unzipped his pants and flopped out a big ol fat heavy cock. I had only been with my 2 cousins and the three of us were all between 5-6 inches, so this was a shocker to me! I held it in my hand stroking and squeezing the hard veiney shaft. I looked at him and at the big saucer head then took him in my mouth. I took my time licking around the head and up and down the shaft, savoring every moment of this real man's cock. Suddenly he grabbed his pants and shouted "Car!" I jumped up and did the same. The car drove on by but it seemed to spook him. He told me cops were trying to crack down on men meeting up here and told me to follow him. I did and we ended up parked in behind an old bank building that had gone out of business. We could still be seen from the street if anyone drove by so we got into his truck. He took his pants all the way down, revealing some nicely muscled, hairy thighs and legs. He raised up the steering column and had me get under it and in between his legs. He rubbed my shoulders and head as I sucked his dick, until he started going soft. I didnt mind because it was so nice. He pulled me up until i was laying against him and we started making out. I was a great kisser after 6 years of playing trombone in the band and so was he.  It was very hot and in no time, he was hard as a rock again, so I slid down his hard body and went to work once again between his muscular hairy thighs. I sucked harder and faster and was getting his cock deeper and deeper down my throat, when he pulled me back and said "Slow down before you make my cum." I had gotten so worked up that I jacked my load out all over his legs and truck floor. 

I began slowly sucking him. Swirling my tongue around his head and shaft then moved down to his big hairy nuts. I licked and sucked each one until they were dripping with spit, as I flicked my tongue down to his taint and teased him a bit before returning to his dick. I loved sucking dick and especially his, but this had gone on for a long time and my mouth and lips were getting tired. I couldn't maintain suction any longer and told him to cum. He said he wasn't ready and I told him I was gonna have to leave. He begged me to stay and said he'd shoot his load this time, so once again, I hunkered down under the steering column of his truck and started sucking the best I could. I used all the tricks I knew and he was sniffing a bottle of poppers but still wasn't getting off. I asked if I was doing something wrong or needed to try anything different and he told me no but told me to sniff this as he stuck the little brown bottle under my nose. 

I had never felt anything like the head rush I got, then I got dizzy and light headed like I was going to pass out, but at the same time, it was invigorating and my dick sucking and deep throating reached a feverish pitch. This shit was amazing! Until I felt the stearing column smash me down into the floor of the truck. "What are you doing?" I protested. I told him to let me up but he wouldnt. He wrapped his muscular legs around my crouched body and held me tight pulling me into his crotch. I was scared, but just went with it, thinking if I get him off, I can go. I started sucking him again when he grabbed my head and started pushing me down onto his dick. I started to choke and tried to pull away but couldn't move, so I tried closing my mouth but when my teeth raked his junk, he hit me on the head with the butt of a small handgun he had taken out of the glove box. I was terrified. I couldn't move and couldn't scream for help and I couldn't reach with my arms to hit him anywhere in my position. "I'm not going to hurt you kid, but I am gonna rape that pretty mouth and throat of yours until I shoot a hot load all the way down it." He said. 

There was nothing I could do to escape so I tried to go with it. He held my head and fucked my face, getting harder and deeper with each thrust. I gagged and heaved until tears were pouring down my face. I couldn't suck either. I was just a warm open hole he was fucking. He'd take his dick out and slap it all over my face which began to hurt after a while, then back to fucking he'd go. He would get worked up and pullout too much and shove his hard cock into my lips, nose and cheeks until he found the hole again. It hurt. It actually busted my lips and my nose and I could taste the blood as it trickled down. I was moaning best I could with his dick in my throat, for him to stop, but he wouldn't. In fact  I think this turned him on because he pulled out a rag, poured the poppers on it then held it over my nose forcing me to breathe it in. I stayed in a woozy light headed state and he fucked my face so hard, he broke one of my front teeth as he finally shot a huge load. He held my face down on his dick as he spewed stream after stream of hot jizz into my mouth until it was coming out of my nose. When he finished, he raised up the steering column and just kicked me out of his truck onto the cold pavement, and drove away. 

I felt so scared but relieved that it was over and as I got into my car, i felt ashamed. I hurt and ached all over. I drove to a gas station and went into the bathroom. I knew it was a mess because everyone turned and stared as I walked by. My face really was a mess. Bruised, busted lips, bleeding nose, blood shot eyes, missing tooth and covered in cum. As I stood there cleaning up from a horrible act, I could taste his lingering cum on my bloody lips, and God help me, it turned me on. It turned me on so much that I beat off and shot my load into the sink. I scooped up my jizz with my fingers and rubbed it on my face and lips, tasting both of our man juice all mixed together. I looked into the mirror with a shit eating grin and knew I had found my first kink.