Quarter pounder with cheese and extra sauce

by jon martin

6 Jun 2022 2348 readers Score 9.0 (55 votes) PDF Mobi ePub Txt


On my lunch break from wall boarding a new apartment building I decided a quarter pounder w/cheese sounded about right. It was nearly noon so there was a long line ahead of me in the order lane. Then, in my rear view mirror, I watched a battered blue Toyota pickup pulling a trailer with an equally battered old blue Mustang convertible pull up I could see he was no ogre but his ball cap (brim NOT turned backwards) hid most of his face.

He pulled to a stop and noticed me staring at him from my rear view mirror. He gave me a grin and, I think, a wink but maybe not. I kept staring, he kept grinning and then I ran my tongue slowly and obviously around my lips.

That raised his eyebrows and caused him to look down at his crotch and back up at me and give a slow nod. My groin grew and my mouth salivated. By now I was at the order station so I ordered a burger with fries and pulled over to the parking area after I picked it up.

The blue Toyota also pulled into the parking area taking up two spaces for the trailer. He got out of the pickup and I knew I had a winner. Tall, blondish, very blue eyes, looong legs in low slung blue jeans and a white t-shirt which showed off his tits to full advantage. A very full bulge down the left side of his jeans which he moved very sexily back to center.

All the time maintaining that slow grin. He sidled off to the entrance and went inside. I got out of my car and repositioned my own bulge and followed him into the bathroom where he stood at the urinal, his long legs spread, his blue jeans undone and slid just far enough down to show the beginning of a blonde haired butt crack.

He turned just enough to show me about 7" of thick dick with a beautiful precum spewing dick head. My own precum was wetting the front of my blue jeans. As I took him in my hand and rubbed my thumb over his wet, pulsing cum slot, he warned me in a warm low voice that he was pretty raunchy from being on the road for two days.

I knelt in front of him and shoved my face into his groin. I inhaled that aroma that comes from a real man. A mix of sweat, dick cheese, that yeasty male odor and, thank you Jupiter, no cologne. I inhaled a couple nosefulls of man smell then reared back and swallowed that dick right to the pubic hair.

He grabbed my head and face fucked me a while. I got my own dick out and was pounding away at it when.........sombody came in. We both leaped to a legitimate piss stance (this was not the first rodeo for either of us) but the new guy knew what was going on and whipped out his own dick. "Just let me watch" he panted. Fine with us.

I started to Kneel back down but Toyota pulled me up. "I was really hoping for some ass. Please" he begged. Said......and done!! My pants were down and my ass was wet with anticipation.

He slid his big wet dick into my hole and sighed happily as he started the long slow in and out. Our audience guy went wild when the guy started fucking me and he started moaning like a bitch in heat and flogging his poor dick with no mercy.

I was moaning as well while that cum lubed dick piston pounded my ass and then shot a hot load that left him trembling and gasping in my ear. My own dick exploded then right into the urinal. The audience guy pretty much sprayed his load all over the floor, gave a heartfelt "Thanks, great show" zipped up and left.

My fucker also said "thanks; I have to get back on the road. Still got a long way to go" He left and I got some toilet paper to soak up some of the cum running down my leg. By the time I got back to my car, the blue Toyota and trailer were gone and my hamburger was cold. Hot sex over cold hamburger any lunch break. No contest.

by jon martin

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