My car broke down

It was a cold, windy rainy night, my car stalled, and I couldn’t get it to start, I killed the battery trying. I called a friend, Donny, who was technically an ex boyfriend, but we’ve grown to just be “fuck buddys” over the years. When he arrived, he tried jumping me, (not that way, get your mind out of the gutter, at least for now) it still wouldn’t start, I was by now soaked through my jeans and coat. He had a tow strap, so we towed it to his house about 4 miles away, we parked it on the street outside his house, and we went inside where he offered to put my jeans and jacket in the dryer. He went to his room and handed me some loose fitting sweat pants, to wear, my boxers were also soaked so we tossed them into his small apartment sized stackable dryer, he said it should be done in about 90 minutes to 2 hours. He said, he hadn’t eaten yet so offered to go down to the sports bar next door, for a bite to eat.

It was a Sunday nite so the football game was on, it was pretty crowded for a local bar, the booths were full and there were 2 or 3 standup spots at the bar, which we took, we ordered some beers, and the 24 wings special which came with various sauces. We were standing with our right sides toward the bar and we were turned back toward the left facing the tv in order to see the game, so Donny’s front was facing my rear, our right arms leaning on the bar rail grabbing our beers and food. We were close enough to each other we could talk with me just turning my head slightly toward him. Another guy was almost as close in front of me. Everyone else at the bar had a stool.

Suddenly I felt a hand (Donny’s right) slip down my sweat pants, at first I didn’t expect it, but remembered I was with “dirty Donny”, who had a public exhibitionist, public sex fetish. Thankfully no one could see as it was below the bar rail on his right side, and blocked from everyone else in the bar by the closeness of our left sides. After my initial shock and jump, I turned my head and shook it signaling…. ok, I guess I owed him this for his help tonight.

Donny went elbow into the waistband, reached under my crotch and grabbed my balls, squeezing and pulling them straight down toward the floor, I whinced in pain, and muttered, “hey easy boy”, he released and reached up to my growing cock pulling it down jerking it up and down toward the floor and back up, keeping it from sticking straight out into the guy in front of me, I closed my eyes with pleasure.

Donny released me and brought his hand out, grabbing some beer and wings dipping them messily in one of the sauces, getting sauce knuckle deep on his hands, when he finished eating his wing, he slid his hand back down my waistband again, rubbing his saucy fingers directly onto my but hole, how he managed to find it so quickly is beyond me, suddenly, with no real warning I felt his middle finger slide right in up to at least his 2nd knuckle, practically hook lifting me off the floor, once again scaring me, and I jerked up so quick I banged into the guy in front of me , he turned in slight disgust as I apologized, but my apology was not heartfelt since right as I started to apologize Donny pushed the 3rd knuckle in, yup his whole finger was bottomed out in my ass. He hooked my hole by bending it and tried to lift me up and down, then he pushed in his index finger, followed by his ring finger, Donny was 3 fingers deep in my ass hole, using some sort of warm bbq sauce wiping it into my ass as lube, I have to say it was hot, I let him finger massage my butt hole and canal, as far as he could reach. He spent a bit of time just wiggling them back and forth, in and out, and up and down, Amit was an extremely satisfying sensation.

My dick was now poking straight out, and the guy in front of me leaned back accidentally into it, he apologized and he slid forward a bit. Donny removed his fingers and dropped elbow deep again in my waist band and reached back up at my dick and jerked me off, pulling my dick down towards the floor. My obvious twitches along with my head tilt and eyes and mouth raised toward the ceiling told Donny to go for the home run, and finish this off. I came with such force all over his palm, and some ran down my leg, wet staining my pant leg, I dropped my head onto the guy in front of me’s shoulder, pissing him off, as he walked away grabbing a newly available stool 2 down, now I was fully frontal exposed, sweat pants tented and damp cum stains, as Donny released my wet and sticky dick and retreated back to my ass hole to slide what cum he caught into me while he massaged my canal and tightly pinched hole. The bartender stopped by and asked if everything was ok, as we were still on our first beer and only ate a couple of wings, Donny said it’s great, it’s the best I’ve ever had, and we’re savoring every moment of our experience here. He looked at us puzzled and walked away.

With that Donny pulled out and turned toward the bar as I did too, hiding my pants front, and he attacked the wings, licking my smell and cum off with each bite, he then sucked sensually on each of his fingers, and ultimately licking his palm, he proclaimed he liked that particular sauce the best.

So I was jerked off and fingered in a public bar, to the best of my knowledge unbeknownst to anyone else, well maybe, the guy that moved away from us. But he was cool about it.

We returned to his apartment, took the dry clothes out, I tried to start the car again, but it wouldn’t crank, I ordered a tow truck that wouldn’t come until morning, and I wound up spending the night at Donny’s, where I slept naked in his bed, and he fucked my bbq covered hole before cleaning off the remaining dried bbq sauce with his tongue and mixing it with his own cum, still proclaiming the best bbq sauce ever, and something about wanting to bottle it.